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fantasydaydreamers · 10 months

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Bakugou x You x Kirishima

Summary: Bakugou shows his friend just how perfect you are and just how lucky he is.

Warnings: LEMON // fem!reader, cuck kink, breeding kink, squirting

Author's Note: No comment... (actually yes comment, I'm writing something kinda sorta similar to this. it will be posted on Ao3 tho but ofc I'll post the link here to let ya'll know when. also today is my birthdayyyy!!!🎉)

You were in a mating press position. Kirishima had one hand on the back of your knee, pushing your leg up further to your chest as the other thumbed your clit in teasing circles. His hips kept a steady rhythm, his cock driving deep into you, causing the wet slapping noises to echo loud in the room.

"F-fuck~" Kirishima was almost whining, his head aimed down to watch your wet puffy folds hug his cock with every thrust. Whines left your mouth, delirious with pleasure, the embarrassment of the situation long gone.

You've been here for a while now, and at first it was only you and your boyfriend, until Kirishima had called and interrupted. You and Bakugou had talked before about adding another person in the bedroom, but you had no idea it would be your closest friend!

Well...it made sense since it wasn't as awkward as you imagined and you trusted Kirishima. But this...it seems like they teamed up halfway through to make you lose your mind.

Your other knee was held back by Bakugou, as he sat next to you, stroking his own cock leisurely as he watched, pupils blown wide with pleasure.

"Good fucking girl, (Y/n)," Bakugou murmured, thumbing his red angry tip. You tried to blink away your blurry vision to see his face but all you saw was his eyes trained on his best friend's cock being coated in your juices every time he pulled out. "Feels good, doesn't it, (Y/n)?" Bakugou smirked slightly, panting. "Look at you making a mess..."

"Bakugou- fuck!" Kirishima stilled his hips as he presses tightly against you to grind up into your g-spot, causing you to squeal, trying to squirm away. Bakugou tightened his grip on your knee, groaning.

"She's gonna cum...Bakugou she's so fucking close- twitching like crazy..." Kirishima grits his teeth, finally looking up from your swollen pussy to catch your gaze, mouth dropping open as he watches your breath hitch with every roll of his hips.

"Y-yeah? Here?" Kirishima smirks slightly as your hand slams down on the bed in frustration, before gripping the sheets again, feeling everything so intensely. It was too much and not enough at the same time. You wanted to cum so fucking bad and you couldn't do much with your boyfriend and his best friend pinning your legs back except to take it.

Bakugou groaned lowly, gripping the base of his cock feeling it throb with the threat of release. "Heh...never heard you curse this much, Kiri. What? All it took for you was to experience what good pussy feels like?"

Kirishima drops his head with a whimper, hips jerking slightly before starting to thrust again. Starting slow and torturous, making your eyes roll back. "So fucking wet and tight...shit- you're so lucky." He grunted out, his thrusts picking up speed again, ignoring Bakugou's comment.

"Damn right. She's all mine, aren't you, baby?" Bakugou let go of his cock, not before swiping some of his precum, and brought his finger to your mouth. Your mouth was already open, drool coming out of the side as he stuck his finger in, stroking your tongue, urging you to suck.

Your whimpers and cries become muffled, eyes locked on Kirishima's as you suck your boyfriend's fingers. The thumb on your clit starts making tighter circles, biting his lip as he watches you, entranced.

"Oh fuck- she's cumming...I feel it-" Kirishima's gasps out feeling you clamp down on his cock in a vice grip, your back arching as much as it could in your position as your vision whited out. Bakugou pulls his fingers out roughly, gripping his cock tightly.

"Fuck!"

Kirishima pulls out in the middle of your orgasm, grabbing his cock to rub it fast over your sloppy pussy, the sensation against your clit prolonging your orgasm. Kirishima growls, seeing you squirt, his cock spreading the sticky wet mess, before easing his cock back in to feel your walls pulse violently around him.

Tears fall from your eyes, overstimulated and sensitive but too drunk on the pleasure to make it stop.

"Mhm~ good girl," Bakugou groaned, fisting his cock again as his eyes drank in the sight of you cumming. "That's right...Kiri made you cum nice and hard huh? Tell him how it feels."

Kirishima laughs breathlessly, his lips red and puffy from biting them, before letting out a strained groan. "She's squeezing me still...trying to milk my cock..."

"Kiri- oh, fuck~" You try to talk but your broken voice trailed off in pathetic whimpers and cries. As if the sounds in the room couldn't get any louder, the squelching only amplified after your orgasm. A shudder wracked your body and you felt a second orgasm quickly approaching.

"Again, baby?" Kirishima cooed, his own eyes were hazy and lidded with pleasure. "I feel you tightening again...can you wait for me?"

Bakugou moans softly, fisting his cock again slowly. "Inside, Kiri. Cum inside and fill her up."

This time, a loud whine left Kirishima as he locked gazes with Bakugou, some clarity coming back to his eyes. "Y-yeah? You s-sure, man?"

"Please, Kiri," you chime in, reaching for his hand that was still behind your knee.

"Mhm...you like to be bred, don't you, baby?" His tone tried to sound mocking, but you heard how wrecked he sounded. All you did was nod, staring up at Kirishima as you tried to hold back your second orgasm.

"Fuckfuckfuck~" A mantra of curses fell from his mouth as he rocked his hips faster, quick deep thrusts that made you feel it in your stomach. You couldn't hold it much longer, locking gazes with your boyfriend was all it took for your second orgasm to crash over you. More tears fell from your eyes as you barely felt Kirishima's hips stutter as he came inside of you, his drawn out groan echoing Bakugou's as he came in his hand.

You don't remember closing your eyes, but the feeling of gentle hands easing your legs back down, massaging the crease where your legs connect to your pelvic bone had you groaning from the ache.

"Shhh...good girl, (Y/n). So good for us, so perfect." Bakugou murmurs in your hair, kissing your forehead. "Let me go get a warm wash cloth. I'll be back."

The bed shifted and the massage on your thighs continued, and you faintly realize Kirishima was still buried inside of you. Your eyes flutter open and see how softly he was watching you.

"Are you okay?" He whispered, face flushed. Weakly you smile back, nodding. You felt wonderful. Blissed out and full, your eyes close again basking in the massage on your aching body.

Almost dozing off, the press of a warm wash cloth against your sensitive skin had you jerking.

"Shh...it's okay. He's gonna keep it in baby," Bakugou's husky voice had you shivering again. "We got you."

"Bakugou-" Kirishima starts, sounding somewhat panicked, which made you open your eyes in time to see Bakugou smirking down at you, the feeling of a finger tracing over your pussy lips, stretched around Kirishima's cock.

Kirishima twitches inside of you and you gulp, knowing this night was far from over.

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red-riot-unbreakable-heart · 1 month

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Kirishima: So tell me...do you like like him!?

Katsuki: Shitty hair - I've been dating Izuku for 4 years, of course I like him.

Kirishima: Yeah! But do you like like him?

Katsuki: We live together. We are parents of a dog. I proposed to him last week.

Kirishima: Oo! Sounds like things are getting ~serious~ between you too!

Katsuki:

Katsuki: The hell are you talking about!? YOU'RE MY BEST MAN IN THE WEDDING!!

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extrashotodepresso · 9 months

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Bakugo X Reader

*Found Out*

This is an excerpt from a ridiculously long fic I made purely for my own entertainment. If you enjoy it let me know, if you don’t… *shrugs* reblogs are welcome , please do not share on other sites 💕

The title of the entire fic is actually “Quarantine with Benefits” but this is a stand alone snippet so I named it differently.

NSFW - DNI if under 18 - yes bish it has smuuut you’ve been warned.

Warnings: some violence, cringy as hell, unprotected sex (if I miss any let me know I guess)

Category: BakugoXFem!Reader , smut , angst , dumb feelings , KirishimaXFem!Reader mentioned but was never an actual thing , Kirishima is a pervert and a little crazy

When Kirishima got home that day and heard the primal moans coming from his roommates bedroom, he had smirked and even chuckled a little. His best friend Bakugo had been in a terrible mood for months, maybe he would lighten up a little after this. It was hardly an inconvenience to Kirishima in any case—Bakugo never brought girls back home and it was such a rare occurrence he was more curious than irritated at the explosive sounds of passion echoing through the apartment.

He had planned on just putting away the groceries he had brought home and then leaving for a few hours to go to the gym so Bakugo and his... visitor would have plenty of privacy. That plan quickly went to shit.

As he walked down the hall to sneak into his bedroom and grab his gym bag he halted when he heard what seemed like a very familiar female voice ringing out in pure euphoria. His earlier curiosity at who this visitor could possibly be began to overwhelm him. Was it a mutual friend? Or maybe some pro hero he knew?

“Right there- Katsu- mmhmmm!” He couldn’t deny the twitch he felt in his shorts at the luscious sounds - gods, he could hear everything so clearly - and despite himself, he turned from his own doorway to look toward Bakugo’s room.

The door was open ever so slightly, as if whoever had entered had attempted to close it but was too distracted. Kirishima was ashamed at the heat he could feel building in his core, almost disgusted by the increasing arousal he was feeling. He knew- knew - that he should just leave right then, but something in him couldn’t bear the thought.

“That’s right— agh, fuck — tell me what you want (Y/N)—“ Bakugo’s voice was strained, broken. Kirishima’s heart stopped.

Surely he heard wrong.

There was no way.

Bakugo knew how Kirishima felt about you. It would be completely against the bro code to go after you after Kirishima had pined over you for years. He wouldn’t just take you for himself, right? He wouldn’t betray him like this... would he?

His feet moved without him really registering what was happening. Years of hero work had provided him with stealthily quiet steps- even if you weren’t so...distracted you wouldn’t have noticed his presence. Kirishima peered through the crack in the door, at war with himself. His brain was screaming for him to look away, just leave... but his falling heart won and continued to urge him forward almost against his own will. He peered through the crack in the door, holding his breath as best as he could.

For a moment, he couldn’t see just who his friend was hooking up with; all he could see was the muscular expanse of Bakugo’s back, two long, shapely legs wrapped around his waist while he pounded into the woman’s soft, bruising flesh. He watched as Bakugo lowered his head, heard the demented gasps and pants and then the wet sounds of what seemed to be an incredibly passionate kiss.

Feminine arms wrapped up and around his neck, pulling him closer, dainty hands clawing down his back when he complied.

“(Y/N)—“ Bakugo moaned your name again, and Kirishima could practically hear his own heart shattering.

Having been best friends since high school, Kirishima had heard (and unfortunately walked in on) his friend in a few lewd situations before, but he knew immediately this was different. He noticed the way Bakugo caressed your thigh gently as he slowed his pace, melting into your chest and swallowing your moans with his mouth like they were honey.

This wasn’t just a hook up. Not to Bakugo.

Kirishima was becoming overwhelmed with emotion as he flipped around, unable to watch anymore. He slumped into the wall, though this was unbearable he had apparently become a glutton for punishment and couldn’t bring himself to leave.

“Katsuki— please, faster... I’m— mmmph! I’m so c-close!”

“No. Not until you admit it.” Bakugo growled like some sort of feral beast, but Kiri could hear the undertone of need in his voice. He was begging you for something. What? What more could he possibly want from you?

“Katsu— you know I can’t- I - I can’t.”

“Then maybe I should just stop.”

“God, no! Don’t stop- please, please don’t stop!”

“Then say it.” Bakugo paused. “Say it, damn it!” His voice rang out almost violently- the pathetic whimper from you almost sprung Kirishima into action. If Bakugo was hurting you he swore he would—

“Y-you’re the only one for me Katsuki...” The words were yours. Quiet, but definitely yours.

“Louder.” The slapping sound of sweaty flesh increased in pace suddenly.

“You’re the only one!” You yelled out, voice raw with desire.

“Fuck— again.” Bakugo’s thrusts sounded even more desperate now, like he was trying with everything he had not to come undone.

“Fu- I —- hah—- I’m yours, Katsuki Bakugo— I’m all y-your-fuuuuck— God I fucking love you!”

The two of you moaned as you came together and Kirishima remained standing outside of the door , simply empty and stunned. He knew he needed to leave. His legs felt like lead, he felt the sting of tears threatening to leave his eyes.

He was completely destroyed.

A long silence lapsed as Kirishima tried to collect enough air in his lungs- had it always been this hard to breathe?

“Did you mean it?” He heard a muffled Bakugo, speaking to you. His tone was softer and sweeter than Kirishima had ever heard, fragile, like his entire world’s existence depended on your answer to his question.

There was a long pause from you, then what sounded like a kiss.

“Katsu... I... it’s complicated. You know we can’t-“

“I didn’t ask if we can, idiot. I asked if you love me.” Another pause, another sweet kiss.

“Yes.” You replied this time without restraint. “Yes, I love you.”

That was it. The last straw. Kirishima’s body moved before he could even think, heading to the front door and slamming it as hard as he could behind him.

***

“What the fuck was that?” You asked, shooting up from your place underneath Bakugo. He reflexively rolled off of you, also alarmed by the sudden slamming sound.

“It’s probably Kirishima.” His face blanched, his voice thick with what sounded like dread.

“Fuck do you think he-“ You began but couldn’t bring yourself to finish the sentence.

“I don’t know. Hold on.” Bakugo stood and shuffled on his discarded sweatpants before leaving the room. He was trying to look casual, you could tell, but the tension in his shoulders spoke volumes. You sat there for a moment, covering yourself in his sheets protectively, waiting for him obediently. Finally he returned.

“He’s gone now. But he was definitely here.”

“Do you think-“

“He heard us? Fuck yeah I do. You weren’t exactly quiet, princess.” Bakugo spoke with a mild smirk, but his tone made his concern evident.

“Shit.” You collapsed onto the bed for a moment, silence filling the room at your declaration.

How had you gone from insanely happy to pure panic in a manner of moments? The maelstrom of emotion began to overtake you. You needed to leave.

Rolling out of the bed clumsily you searched for your jeans- pulling them on quickly before beginning your search for your other clothes.

“What are you doing?” Bakugo asked, gruffly. You didn’t answer, your heart racing as guilt began to flood through you. Finding your shirt you yanked it on. “Yo. Brat. I asked you a question.”

You still didn’t want to answer, at any possible moment the dam could burst and you didn’t want to cry in front of Bakugo. Not now, not ever. As you began storming towards the door he grabbed your arm.

“(Y/N). Talk to me.” His voice was strained.

“I can’t right now Bakugo.” You shoved his arm off. “This is all... it’s just too much. I can’t do this.” Without looking at him you stormed out as quickly as you could.

For months now you had denied your feelings for Bakugo because you knew it was wrong on so many levels. He was best friends with Kirishima. Your Kirishima. You cursed yourself for being such a fickle woman. Not long ago you thought you wanted Kiri. Then you go and fuck his best friend. Worse than that; you had fallen in love with Bakugo even though your feelings for Kirishima remained unresolved.

You felt weak. Cruel. Dirty.

You hated yourself.

***

What the hell?

Bakugo was dumbstruck. Finally, you had admitted what he had known for a while— you had finally told him you loved him too. He was the happiest man in the world for exactly ten seconds.

And then fucking Kirishima happened.

Did you still have feelings for that asshole? Was that the problem? And what about Kirishima? How much did he know now?

Bakugo tried to take his mind off of it, going through a few beers while he zoned out to whatever was on the TV. He couldn’t pay attention, his mind was racing. Should he have chased after you? No, whatever you were going through right now would probably be better figured out without him. But what if he lost you and his best friend in the same day? He didn’t think he would ever be able to recover.

He cursed himself for being so goddamn weak. He knew the first time he had ever touched you it wouldn’t end well. Fuck, he knew the first day he saw you that you would destroy him.

Before you, he would have resolved this emptiness he was feeling by punching something, by going out and beating some poor asshole half to death. Old Bakugo would be flipping his shit now, but he reminded himself old Bakugo wouldn’t deserve you.

He needed to keep it the fuck together. Or he would definitely lose you.

He frowned into his beer, pretending to watch whatever was on. By the time Kirishima got back, he wouldn’t have been able to tell anything was wrong. Bakugo was completely casual, strung over the couch lazily and barely looking up when the front door opened.

“Hey bro!” Kirishima sounded as chipper as ever.

“Sup.” Bakugo returned the greeting. “You’re home late.”

“Gym.”

“Ah.”

“So—“ Bakugo looked over his shoulder, watching Kiri reach into the fridge and grab his own beer before walking back to the couch. “Had some company today, huh?” He wiggled his eyebrows dramatically. Bakugo raised a brow.

“What do you mean?”

“Oh come on— I came home for a bit earlier.” Kirishima smirked into his beer, but there was a glint in his eye that was making Bakugo uneasy.

“So?”

“Sheesh. I thought you might be in a better mood after what I heard.” He laughed, almost menacingly. “Guess she wasn’t that good, huh?” Bakugo clenched his jaw, feeling the anger bubbling inside but he tried to ignore it. He thought he could sense something in his friends tone, but if he was wrong... well he owed it to you to try not to start a fight over nothing.

“Oof, that bad, huh?” Kirishima snickered again.

“Shut the fuck up.” Bakugo stood up and walked away, chugging the remainder of his beer before aggressively throwing the emptied bottle into the recycling bin. He was just going to head back to his room but Kirishima had already blocked his path by the time he turned around.

“Oh, did I strike a nerve? So what, is she like, your girlfriend or something?”

“None of your fucking business.” Bakugo scoffed, trying again to walk around Kirishima. The stubborn redhead wouldn’t quit, moving to block him off again.

“Now that definitely hit a nerve. Come on, Bakubro, let’s have a chat.” Okay. Bakugo definitely wasn’t imagining it. Kirishima was acting strange. “Answer the question. She your girlfriend?” Bakugo simply scowled, searching his friend’s eyes for clues on what the fuck he was thinking. “I’m guessing not based off of that reaction... so what, huh? She’s just some easy fuck?”

That was it. Bakugo lunged towards Kirishima, grabbing him by the collar and shoving him into a wall.

“Don’t ever fucking talk about her like that or I will fucking end you.” He growled through his teeth, his free palm already crackling in suspense.

“I know.” Kirishima spat. “I know it was (Y/N). You fucking asshole!” Kirishima had used his quirk to harden his arm, landing an immediate uppercut to Bakugo which he hadn’t anticipated. Bakugo stumbled back, adjusting quickly into his fighting stance.

“Don’t make me kick your ass, shitty hair.”

“I can’t fucking believe you!” Kirishima ignored him, swinging again and trying to land another hit onto Bakugo’s face. Bakugo quickly dodged and Kirishima’s fist collided into the kitchen island instead, blowing a chunk of marble off, broken pieces littering the floor. “You fucking know how I feel about her! You asshole!” He tried to swing again with his opposite arm but Bakugo dodged again.

Kirishima was in a blind rage, desperate to land just one more blow. Despite beginning this fight, Bakugo focused on defense, reminding himself that you wouldn’t be happy to know he fucked up your precious ‘Kiri’.

“How could you do this to me, man?” Kirishima was panting heavily, hunched over, fists clenched like he still wanted to fight but his anger had turned into something softer. Something sadder.

“I-“ Bakugo struggled to speak. He had deliberately stepped aside the very first night he saw you and Kirishima meet. It was to this day his biggest regret. He wanted to explain everything— he wanted to convince Kirishima that he had made the only reasonable choice, that the first day he had seen you, a piece of him had been stitched into that moment— he had never been quite as whole as when he was with you. He wanted to explain that you were everything he didn’t know he needed but now he couldn’t live without, no matter the cost. Kirishima would understand if he could just feel what Bakugo felt. This wasn’t some crush, you were his weakness. His soul.

Of course, despite the recent influence you’d had on him, at the end of the day he was still Bakugo so he couldn’t actually bring himself to say any of that.

“Just… shut the fuck up, man.” Was all he could manage to say.

Even still, there must have been something in his voice or face that caused Kirishima to freeze. They stood for a moment, simply staring at each other. Neither could bring themselves to speak for a while.

“Fuck, dude. You have to be kidding me.” Kirishima uttered and stepped back for a minute, betrayal and shock written on his face. “Does she know?”

Bakugo’s heart sunk.

“You know what? I don’t have to fucking explain myself to you.” Bakugo’s sadness had turned back into his cool cover of resentment. “Fuck you. I’m leaving.” He stormed out, leaving Kirishima standing amongst a pile of rubble.

What a mess you all had created.

***

Your apartment buzzer went off, you moved to the door and checked the camera to see Bakugo standing there, hands shoved into his pockets.

“Go away Bakugo. I don’t want to see you.”

“Let me the fuck up, (Y/N). He knows.”

Your heart sank and with moderate hesitation you buzzed him up. You paced in front of your door, ripping it open as soon as you heard his footsteps in the hallway.

His eyes widened in surprise. He had lifted his hand to knock, apparently not expecting you to be so eager to talk. You grabbed him by the shirt and pulled him into your apartment before checking the hall in front of your door in a very paranoid fashion.

“Jesus, 007, calm the fuck down.” Bakugo snickered, despite himself.

“Shut up. Sit down. Tell me everything.”

“You’re pretty sexy when you’re being bossy, have I ever told you that?” He was leaning on the back of your couch, arms crossed as he admired you with an amused expression. You simply glared.

He exhaled sharply, walking around the couch before sinking into it.

“He was there. He knew it was you. He confronted me about it. Was pissed.”

“Oh god I hoped this wouldn’t happen.” You groaned.

“Embarrassed that someone knows you’re fucking me?”

“Yes, Bakugo. Because everything is always about you.” You rolled your eyes as you paced back and forth, chewing on your fingernail.

“What does it even fucking matter anyway, huh?” He said after a few moments of your anxious silence. At this you brought your head up to face him. “If he came here, right now. Said he wanted to be with you, what would you do? Huh? What the fuck would you do? Hours ago you’re creaming all over my cock saying you love me. You came to me, (Y/N). Not him. Me. You begged me to let you in, to make it all better. And I did. Because when it comes to you I do really stupid shit because I -“ It all came out in a tumble of words, the closest thing to confessing his tormented feelings he had ever gotten and would likely ever get but he couldn’t quite continue the last sentence. Your eyes widened, your throat dry and head spinning at the barrage of questions and lewd language.

“You still waiting for him to come around?” He kept going when you made no move to say anything and he could collect himself. “If he showed up right here, right fucking now, would I not be good enough? Is that fucking it?”

“Katsuki- no- I-“

“Well then I need to fucking know what the fuck I mean to you. It’s time, (Y/N).” He stood up, now. “I-“ another deep breath as he walked over to you. “Despite the fact that you’re a complete fucking idiot I love you more than I ever thought I could love another person. I want you. In every way. If that’s not for you, or you want him, this ends here. Now. I’m not-“ he swallowed, now unable to look at you at all. “I’m not coming after you anymore. You decide. I’m done.”

He walked to the door, closing it softly behind him while you were left to stand staring at the empty space he had occupied, tears beginning to spill down your cheeks in the silence.

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lilspidermonkey · 1 year

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Bakugou x reader Touch Chaperter VII

And what a lot of you have been waiting for, the final chapter of Touch!

Sorry it took a little bit to get out, had some things going on so I’ve been on hold for a while.

This Chapter does once again have a lemon scene, don’t say I didn’t warn you!

If there are any spelling/grammer errors, just remember, words are hard

Waking up in our own bed by your own was a little strange.

You stretch your arms out as the morning light filled your room past your blinds, the cold air making you shiver and curl in back under the blankets.

Curling in on yourself, you hugged your pillow to your chest.

As much as you liked being able to have your own space, you couldn’t help but miss the other warm body you got so customed to being with.

After the news got broken that Bakugou had finally recovered from the quirk accident, Aizawa issued that the two of you go back to the things were again.

Your desks were no longer pushed up against each other, and as no surprise, the ban was back on the two of you sharing a bed together.

Which was fine, you know why the rules were there, but it sucked.

You got so used to having Bakugou be there with you through every moment of every day.

But it also gave you a chance to have some time to yourself, which you did not mind.

You loved having Bakugou around, and you miss him, but this was also missed.

A loud ringing on your phone made you come back to reality about that you still had to deal with school.

Groaning, you peeled yourself out of bed, and got yourself ready for the day.

Yawning as you carried your bag over your shoulder and left your room, you had an arm wrapped around your shoulders, “Well, morning sleeping beauty!” Mina cheered.

You smiled, “Morning ray of sunshine.” You said back.

She grinned as the two of you walked to meet up with the others to get to school, “Soooo?” she asked.

You raised your eyebrow at her, “What?” you asked back.

She rolled her eyes, “Common, you’ve been spending all your time with Bakugou, how is it finally getting your own time to yourself again?” she nudged.

Jirou smiled with the other girls as you guys all started walking to the school together, “Yeah, considering you’ve had no time to yourself lately, must be nice.” She said.

Hagakure clung to Uraraka’s arm, “Oh! I’m sure that she misses him! They were so cute being together all the time! Right (Y/n)?” she asked.

You rolled your eyes, “I mean, yeah it’s nice having my own space, it’s good to have time to myself. But yes, I guess I still miss my time with him, but it’s not like I’m not going to have time to be with him. We do go to school and are currently living in the same place like you guys.” You explained.

Mina clung to your arm, “Aww! We sure missed having time with you (Y/n)! We should have a girls night together!” she exclaimed.

Hagakure clapped her hands together, “That would be so fun!!” she cheered.

Jirou smiled, “Sure, just try and stop the boys from joining us, Kaminari and Kirishima are always wanting to join us for gossiping and styling our hair.” She said.

Tsuyu nodded, “Speaking of hair, Bakugou is surprisingly good at styling our hair.” She said.

You nodded in agreement, “Yeah, the amount of times you’ve asked him to do your hair Tsu and even though he grumbles and complains, he still does it and does it just perfectly.” You said with a laugh.

As the group of you were chatting and laughing, you all heard a cheer, “Yo!”

Turning your head you smiled, “Hey guys.” You said.

Kirishima grinned at you and the girls, Bakugou next to him.

The two of them started walking with the group of you, “Hows it going?” Kirishima asked.

As the girls were chatting with him, you stayed by Bakugou who looked as grumpy as always.

You smiled, “You good?” you asked.

The boy huffed, “Fine.” He grumbled.

You nudged him with your arm, “Common, don’t tell me that your still mad that Mr Aizawa set the rules back?” you chuckled.

Bakugou grumbled again, “I don’t get why he couldn’t just keep it as it was, things were fine before. Shouldn’t of told him a damn thing.” He growled.

You rolled your eyes, “He would’ve found out eventually, and you gotta admit that it wouldn’t be fair if the rules were changed just for us anyways.” You said.

His only response was to just huff.

You smiled and linked your arm with his, “It’s not so bad, we can still hang out, don’t be a big baby.” You said.

Bakugou huffed, slowly pulling his hand out of his pocket to grab your hand, “How’d you sleep?” he asked in a low voice.

You leaned your head on his arm, “It was okay, cold, you gonna ask that every day?” you asked.

He growled, “Is it a crime to ask how you slept brat?” he growled.

You laughed, “How’d you sleep?” you asked back.

He shrugged, “Fine, sucked, as always.” He said.

Laughing next to him, you both separated as you both reached into the classroom.

During class you would be writing down notes and look up every now and then at your teacher who was doing the lecture, but this time something caught your eye.

Looking towards Bakugou, you saw a small pout on his lips as he stared at the corner of his desk.

You watched as he slowly moved his hand to play at the edge of the desk, fiddling with the corner.

Lifting your eyebrow in a little confusion, you kept watching as he kept fiddling with his desk, and then caught his eye as he tried to subtly look in your direction.

Though when he noticed your already staring eyes, he scowled with a pink blush dusting his cheeks, and shot back around, grumbling to himself.

You chuckled to yourself, noticing that the fiddling he was doing was because your hand used to be there for him to fiddle with when he was under the quirk accident.

He was taking this like such a big baby, you were enjoying this a lot more than you thought you would.

At Lunch you sat with the girls chatting away, while you glanced over a few times to see and overhear a little bit of the boys making fun of Bakugou and him biting back at them a bit.

When school was out, you quickly dragged Bakugou away from the others, laughing as you both ran together, a massive grin on Bakugou’s face.

Jirou watched the two of you running off from the classroom window, “You think they’re ever going to tell us themselves that they’re in a relationship or are we going to have to tell them we already know?” she asked with a smile.

Momo chuckled, “They sure are sweet together, that’s for sure.” She commented.

Mina brought over Kirishima, “They seem so much happier together. Especially Bakugou, poor guy acts like an abandoned puppy when (Y/n) isn’t around.” She laughed.

Kirishima laughed beside her, “Give him a break, he’s finally got someone who he has strong feelings about, don’t think he’s ever had that before. I’m happy for him.” He said.

The others smiled and nodded in agreement.

You giggled as you dragged Bakugou into the girls’ dorm, and opened your bedroom door, pulling him in after you.

The boy slammed the door behind himself, a big grin on his face, “Looks like you wanted me all day.” He said.

You lifted your eyebrow at him as he stood in front of you, “Try telling that to people after they see that sappy face you pulled during class today, or the sulking face you do the first time you leave anywhere without me.” You teased.

Bakugou grumbled as he grabbed your waist and jolted you towards him.

You wrapped your arms around his neck as the two of you kissed, desperation from the both of you.

Tongues mixed together, hands going under shirts and fingers tangling in hair as the two of you made out messily.

Bakugou shook off his blazer, and pulled yours quickly grabbing you again and locking his lips with yours

You moaned against him as he grabbed your ass, lifting you up and letting you wrap your legs around him.

He pressed you into the bed, you pulled your hands from messing his hair to unbuttoning his skirt, throwing it to the side as he did the same to you.

He bit and sucked at your exposed shoulders and collarbones, leaving marks and kisses on your skin as you ran your fingers up and down his back and arms, breathing heavily and moaning at the pleasures.

Bakugou slipped his fingers to your back, playing with your bra straps as you also started kissing and sucking on the exposed skin on his shoulders and neck.

When you bit down on the exposed skin where is neck and shoulder met, he hissed and trembled, all while unclipping your bra.

He aggressively took your bra off you and through it off to the side.

Grabbing your now exposed boobs, licking, and nibbling on your nipples.

Your head pulled back in pleasure, your body trembling.

But feeling that you were being teased too much, you pouted.

Lifting your leg, you rubbed against Bakugou’s growing tend in his pants, the boy hissing and instantly pulling back to glare at you with glossed over eyes.

You smiled at him, “Don’t tease me, we don’t have all the time in the world.” You breathed.

The boy huffed, leaning down to kiss you, his fingers gliding down the sides of your rib cage, making you tremble and your breath hitch.

He grinned down at you, “Let me enjoy having you, I haven’t in a while.” He groaned.

You sighed as you pulled him in closer to you, feeling his warmth and breathing in his smell.

But your patience was still not playing along.

You rubbed your thighs together, trying to be discreet, but from Bakugou’s grin in the kiss, not discreet enough.

He slid his hand slowly down your stomach, over your skirt you were still wearing and then underneath said skirt.

His fingers slid between your thighs that were pressed together, sliding over your panties that were already clearly wet.

Bakugou continued to keep your mouth occupied as he kept giving you wet kisses, but that didn’t stop the moans that slipped as his hand kept playing around under skirt.

He pushed his hand under your panties, so he could be direct with your wet mess.

His fingers slid inside you with complete ease, angling his hand so that he could easily finger you, while the base of his balm rubbed and stimulated your clit.

You moaned out, breathing heavily as Bakugou kept a steady rhythm, his fingers making squelching noises as they pumped inside you.

Bakugou quickened his pace, making you through your head back, arching your back as you tried to muffle your moans.

The boy grinned down at you, satisfied with the reactions he was pulling from you with just his fingers alone.

You glared up at me, grabbing the back of his neck you pulled him down and yourself up enough to reach his ear, where you liked and bit.

Bakugou’s breath hitched but he didn’t pull away, you liked to watch his ears turn pink, they were one of his weak points, and you loved to tease them.

You breathed heavily near Bakugou’s ear, purposely moaning a little in his ear.

The boy turned his head enough to side eye you; you smiled as you placed a kiss on his ear.

Both of you were becoming impatient, Bakugou sliding his fingers out of you, sliding your legs up so he was in between them.

Reaching back up, he slid his fingers up your thighs, pulling your panties down, discarding them by throwing them off to the side, and undoing your skirt and doing the same motions as the panties.

Undoing his own pants, you flushed at seeing the bulge in his boxers, but both the pants and boxers were both soon discarded as well.

Seeing his dick standing in excitement, you clutched your thighs back together and bit your lip in anticipation.

Bakugou grinned as he ran his fingers through his hair, pushing it back exposing his forehead, “Like what you see?” he asked.

You smiled up at him, “Not as much as seeing you do that with your hair.” You said.

Bakugou looked unamused, “You rather see my damn forehead than my dick standing?” he asked.

You shrugged your shoulder, “I’m a simple girl.” You giggled.

Bakugou huffed, separating your thighs, “Here says otherwise.” He grinned.

He got himself closer to you, positioning his dick at your entrance, sliding himself in, he breathed out heavily, holding back a moan.

You on the other hand was a mess, you arched your back as Bakugou began thrusting.

Bakugou groaned, and huffed, which made you squirm, “Don’t have to hold back.” You said.

Reaching up around his neck, you pulled yourself up, Bakugou grabbing you and repositioning so that you were in his lap.

Pouncing lightly in his hold you let out a huff, “Moan a little for me.” You breathed.

Bakugou stared up at you, squeezing his eyes shut as he stared pushing harder and faster into you, making you bounce.

Feeling you around him, and after your words, he groaned, letting out little deep moans.

Hearing his pleasures, the once you were feeling intensified.

Intertwining your fingers in his hair at the back of his head, you tugged a little, pulling his hair and head back a little.

He shivered as he smiled at you.

But you were too lost in the heated sex to give much of a response.

Bakugou leaned you back, your hips still high up on him as your upper body were laying on the bed again.

Getting on his knees, he pushed harder and faster, you could feel yourself nearing your climax, you clutched at his arms that held your hips.

Feeling this, Bakugou leaned over you again, keeping his fast pace.

Groaning and moaning you could both tell you were going to climax.

Bakugou leaned down and chomped down hard on your shoulder, making your legs clench on Bakugou as you held back a scream of pleasure, riding out your climax.

He kept thrusting and your scratched hard and deep into Bakugou’s back, his breath shook as he pulled out and his hot seed spilled out on your stomach.

You both breathed hard, the hot activity taking a toll on the both of you.

Bakugou cleaned up your stomach and your wet pussy with tissues that you had beside your bedside.

He laid next to you, laying his arm out and looking at you.

You smiled and cuddled into him, you loved his smell, it wasn’t something you could describe properly, it was sweet and comforting and warm, and just him.

Bakugou rubbed his face on top of your head, smelling your hair, “You smell so nice.” He said.

You giggled, rubbing your face into his neck.

He pulled back to look at you, “What?” he asked.

You shook your head, “Nothing, I was just thinking the same thing.” You said.

Bakugou smiled and growled grabbing you and tossing you in the bed playfully as you laughed.

Going back down to the common room after a shower and clean clothes, you stretched your arms.

You hummed, cuddled up in one of Bakugou’s hoodies, “Gonna steal this one for a while, it’ll help me sleep for sure.” You said.

Bakugou scoffed, “At least you’ll get to. None of your shit will fit or would I be caught dead in.” he said.

You chuckled, “Well, when I eventually give it back and take a different one, this one will smell like me, and then you’ll have little trouble right?” you said.

Bakugou lifted an eyebrow in thought and then nodded, “I guess you could keep lending them to you.” He said and put his arm around you.

Seeing the others gathered in the common room, they smiled, “Look who it is!” Kaminari said.

Bakugou growled at him, but you were surprised that he didn’t take his arm off from around you.

The red eyed blond glared, “Shut your face, dopey.” He spat.

Hagakure skipped over, “Common, you two really going to not tell us what’s up with the two of you?” she asked.

Momo shook her head, “Don’t make fun of them.” She said.

Todoroki looked over from the couch, “Maybe they’re just in the habit now thanks to the quirk Bakugou was under. Habits can stick around.” He said.

You smiled, “Well, I guess that’s not too far off.” You said.

Kirishima smiled, “It’s good to see you guys happy.” He said.

You smiled and Bakugou looked down at you, grunting, and then looked back over to the others, huffing, “Why wouldn’t we be? We’re very happy together.” He stated.

Everyone seemed to freeze, including you.

Blinking a few times, you glanced up at Bakugou, too stunned to speak.

Sero cleared his throat, “By together, you mean…?” he trailed off.

Bakugou grumbled, “Yes dumbass, we’re together, got a problem with that?” he asked, pulling you closer to him.

You flushed pink, not expecting Bakugou to confirm your relationship to the others so fast.

Looking up at him, you could see that his ears were dusted pink.

You smiled to yourself at Bakugou’s subtle embarrassment.

The girls circled you and pulled you away from Bakugou in excitement, while the guys circled around Bakugou.

Mina hugged you while jumping, “I’m so happy for you guys!” she called, running over to Bakugou with excitement.

Jirou patted your back, “Good to see that you two were able to tell us, we weren’t sure when you guys were going to tell us.” She said.

You rubbed the back of your head, “I feel like this is way too much, but thanks for the support, guys.” You said.

Kirishima put his hand on Bakugou’s shoulder, “Dude, that was so manly.” He said, tears running down his face.

Mina wrapped her arm around Bakugou’s neck, bringing him down so she could tussle his hair, “Our little Bakugou is growing up so fast!” she called.

Bakugou growled and shoved her off him, “Get off me, the lot of you!” he called.

When things finally settled down, it was once again time for bed, Iida made it very strict especially when it was a school night.

To which Bakugou had no complaints about, he liked going to bed early.

Saying your goodnights, you and Bakugou shared a private moment with no one in sight to kiss and hug before going your separate ways.

Going back into your room, you got dressed into your pjs, set your alarm and crawled into bed.

Snuggling into Bakugou’s hoodie, you hummed and tried to fall asleep.

About an hour or two later you woke up, you groaned, trying to snuggle back into your pillow and the collar of Bakugou’s hoodie.

But you were stuck with being dead tired, but not being able to sleep.

Huffing you sat up, swinging your legs out of bed, you seared for your discarded pants, slipped on some shoes and went out onto your balcony.

Sighing up at the night sky, you saw your breath flow out into the night.

A thought popping into your brain, you bit your lip.

Deciding that you weren’t going to be able to sleep for now, you decided to break a few rules.

Climbing up to the roof, you sneakily made your way across, your quirk being a good help as you climbed down the other side of the dorm.

Landing on a balcony you smiled, going to the doors.

Pulling out your phone, you sent out a text,

‘Wakey wakeyy’

You heard the dings of a message go through, but after a little bit you got no response.

You pouted, typing away on your phone,

‘Wake up sleeping beauty!

Hey

Bitch I swear to god

WAKE THE HELL UP’

You sent over and over again.

Before you sent anymore, you finally got a response.

‘Wtaf do you want!? I’m trying to sleep bitch!’

You grinned,

‘Hurry up and look out on your balcony

I’m freezing my ass off out here

Soon there won’t be an ass for you to grab’

Soon the drapes covering the inside of the room pulled back.

You smiled and waved at the boy who looked surprised.

Bakugou opened the doors, “What the hell are you doing?” he asked.

You shrugged, “You going to let me in, or are you wanting to loose this ass you like grabbing all the time?” you said.

Bakugou huffed and grabbed you to bring you inside.

You shivered a little as you walked inside.

The boy crossed his arms, “You wanting another round or something?” he asked with a smug look.

You lifted your eyebrow, “Is that all you think about?” you scoffed.

He stood there, dropping his arms, “What’re you doing here?” he asked.

You shrugged, “Breaking the rules?” you grabbed his hand. “I was having trouble sleeping, and I just wanted to come and cuddle.”

Seeing you giving him the puppy eyes, the boy gave in with a sigh.

Smiling at his defeat, you dragged him over to the bed, taking off the pants you knew you were going to lose in your sleep anyways, something Bakugou wouldn’t be surprised by at this point.

Crawling into the warm bed, Bakugou joined you and wrapped his arms around you and you cuddled back.

Sighing into each other’s holds, you finally felt like you might be able to sleep.

Bakugou tugged on his jumper that you were wearing.

Looking up you gave him questioning eyes.

He smiled, “Don’t want to exchange this for something else?” he asked.

You scoffed, but smiled as you sat up, taking off the jumper and the top you were wearing underneath.

Bakugou slid his shirt off over his head and handed it to you.

You slid the shirt on and displayed it for him, “You feel better now?” you asked.

The boy smirked, “Do you?” he asked.

You rolled your eyes, “Your boyfriend shirt kink. I swear to god.” You giggled.

Bakugou cupped your face with his hand, “You love it.” He said.

Leaning into his hold, you hummed, “I love you.” You said.

He smiled, “Me too.” He said, leaning you down to kiss you.

Going back down you cuddled with him, your face in his neck, and his cheek on your head.

You bit your lip, “That was beyond cheesy and cringy.” You said, stifling a laugh.

Bakugou huffed a laugh, “Couldn’t agree more, sappy bitch.” He said.

you slapped his chest lightly as you both chuckled.

Watching his chest raise and fall as he breathed, you stared tracing a circle on his skin, “I was surprised that you just told everyone like that.” You mumbled.

The boy hummed, “Didn’t want me to?” he asked.

You shook your head, “It’s not that, I’m happy about it, I was just surprised. I thought that you wanted to keep it a secret until you felt comfortable with it.” You said.

Bakugou nudged your head so you would look up at him, “I am comfortable. You make me comfortable.” Seeing you smile he pressed his head against yours. “Besides, I wanted them to know that you are mine. I don’t want to see anyone trying to put the moves on you whatsoever.”

You hummed, “I’m pretty sure that when word gets around, even if someone had feelings for me, they’d be too intimidated by you to even try for me.” You said.

Bakugou nodded, “That’s the point.” He said.

You shook your head, “You’re an idiot.” You said.

Bakugou smiled and kissed your cheek, “I’m your idiot.” He said.

You grinned, “Ah so you admit that you’re an idiot then, good to know you’re aware of it.” You teased.

Bakugou grumbled and tossed you to the other side, playfully wrestling you.

You knew that things would get messy in some areas, with Bakugou being the jealous type, but you knew all too well that if a girl you didn’t really know got too close to him, you would be too.

There are going to be a lot of bumpy roads along the way, but you knew that you and Bakugou really do love each other, no matter how much that makes you cringe, you would never deny it.

You were both happy, and you were both going to do your best to keep each other happy.

__The End__

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kashimoswife · 5 months

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Infectious love

*you walk into Ayato's room and immediately get pinned to the wall* "On your knees y/n." *You know this is only typical of him right before winter but this time, something feels different. His tone is less demanding, more needy, then you realize he's in heat. You immediately drop to your knees and he roughly yanks your clothing off and swiftly rams into you with a satisfied groan and bites down on your shoulder leaving an obvious marking that you belong to him now* "Your so fucking tight baby. I want you screaming my god damn name so loud everyone hears you." *he growls out and slams into your g-spot with precise and hard thrusts as his kagune pierces directly into you aiming to claim your entire body as his making you scream out his name in pleasure and pain* "That's it. Scream my fucking name." *he demands as he continues ramming into you with hard and fast thrusts as he gets closer and closer to flooding your womb with his essence. His hands roughly grope your breasts as he slams into you over and over again making you scream his name as you have one intense orgasm after the next before he finally empties into you marking you as his mate* "Fucking hell baby. I needed that." *he says roughly and you feel his body trembling with the sheer force of his release and he grips your hips trying to steady himself* "Good girl. Now come to bed. I know you need rest." *he says softly and pulls out of you with a wet plop and carries you to the room spooning you protectively and tracing soothing circles into your back as you fall asleep* "Goodnight, my beautiful mate."

#ayato x y/n #ayato kirishima #tokyo ghoul #anime #anime fanfic #not safe for minors #lemon #bd/sm breeding #breeding k1nk #breeding pet

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nightowlfandom · 1 year

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Villain! BNHA AU- Our Little Apprentice: Episode-Todoroki Pt1

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Triggers- Fem! Reader, talks of cheating, violence,

Episode-PROLOGUE| Episode-Deku| Episode- Bakugou

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Now playing- Episode: Todoroki

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O.R.C.H.I.D- Kink Unlocked : Temperature Play

(Flashback)

“Y/N please let’s talk about this!”

“Talk about what?!” you snapped. “The fact that I FOUND you with your tongue down some girl’s throat?” your voice wavered. “AND DO NOT TELL ME IT WAS FOR THE CAMERAS.” you held out a threatening finger. “How could you do this to me?”

“Y/N I would never! I didn’t! My agency thinks I should be with her to boost my reputation! They probably fabricated the whole thing with someone who looked like me!”

“What did you say in response?” you asked. “When they said it...what did you say?”

He was silent.

“So this is about your fucking agency.” you laughed harshly. “Forget old quirkless Y/N and her clumsy ass...do you think that excuses what you did?”

“Y/N this isn’t about you being quirkless- Maybe to them but-!”

“I don’t believe you...you were wearing the bracelet I gave you for your birthday that one year...the one you suddenly lost the minute you went mainstream...Remember?”

“Maybe the others are right...you’re probably just insecure but that doesn’t mean-.”

Your face faltered as those words left his lips. “Insecure?” You cut him off. “...M-me being hurt that I saw you or someone I thought willingly kissed someone else for publicity is me being insecure?” you dared to ask. “Me already having to deal with people telling you I’m a charity case...is that it?” you crossed your arms.

“That’s not what I said-”

“THAT’S HOW IT SOUNDS...I watched you kiss her like you kiss me...without so much as a hitch!”

“Y/N you’re emotional right now. Let’s please talk about this! How can I prove to you-”

(Flashback end)

“Y/N? Y/N!” Izuku waved his hand in your face, snapping you out of your daze. “Did you hear me?”

“Huh?” you raised an eyebrow. “Sorry, I didn’t. What did you say?”

“I said you did a good job on the heist.” he repeated himself. “In both regards.” he winked. You felt your face heat up. “How did everything go?”

You all had returned to the warehouse. You had been zoning in and out since everyone was talking about...shit- who cared.

“A few troublemakers but I made short work of them.” you replied. “They weren’t well armed at all.”

“Well thanks to your device, we were able to successfully extort that asshole and get what we wanted, what was it’s name again?” Tenya asked.

“O.R.C.H.I.D. Short for Operative Really Cool Hyper Intelligent Device....I was 16 when I thought of it don’t judge me. She’s the most powerful super computer in the world.”

“What made you build her?” asked Izuku.

“I was build as a homework helper for Y/N while she was still in school. Then she gave me hyper intel to allow me to interact as humans do...along with this totally fabulous style.” the silver haired avatar gloated.

“Aren’t you scared she’d turned against you?” Shoto asked, making you roll your eyes.

“Y/N is my creator...I’d never turn against her...you on the other hand. One command and you’re all dust.”

“She’s kidding.” you shook your head. “O.R.C.H.I.D, behave.”

“They all have muscles, they shouldn’t be scared.” your A.I rolled her eyes.

“Okay, you’re being muted.” you pressed a button that completely folded up your super computer back into a laptop sized disk.

“That still impresses me no matter how many times I see it.” Izuku shook his head.

“T-thanks.” you stared down at your fingers. “Not that I’m grateful to be here but, do I actually have a place to sleep or am I just gonna stay here with a blow up mattress.” you half joked.

“Oh we all have our own bedrooms. I’ll show you yours now if you want.”

“That’d be great.” you nervously smile.

“G’night Y/N~” Denki sang as you passed him. “Feel free to come to my room any time.”

“No one is gonna let me live this down are they?” you whispered to yourself.

You got your answer in the form of a smack to your ass, courtesy of Katsuki who hadn’t stopped smirking since all you to the warehouse. Of course. “Y/N is easily the best piece of ass I’ve ever had.” he boasted, not caring if you could hear.

“God the things I’d do to her-”

“You and me both dude.”

“I can’t wait to bed her over and-”

“Good night, Y/N.”

“Go die, Shoto.” you spat in response as you and Izuku left the board room.

“Dude what did you do to make her hate you so much?” Kirishima asked as you walked farther down the hall. You and Izuku stopped outside a door with your name written on it in black permanent marker.

“It’s not much, but-”

“It’s perfect.” you waved him off. It was twice as big as the shoebox bedroom you used to live in. “A paint job is all it needs.” you nodded.

“Great. Um...I’ll leave you to it then...Hey Y/N?”

“Yeah Izu-” he cut you off with a very quick peck on the lips.

“I’m really glad you’re here...really.” he grabbed your hand. “I really did miss my best friend.”

“I missed you too Izu.” your faced heated intensely like it did did when he gave you a heart-shaped cookie with your name on it for Valentines day once. “Just don’t make me regret this, okay?”

“I won’t. I promise.” he whispered. “...Night.”

“....Have nice dreams.” you called quietly as the door closed. “ORCHID, set up.”

“Setting up!”

You grabbed your handheld keyboard as you sat on the cute little twin bed they had picked out for you. “Why am I doing this?” you sighed. “I’ve always fought for the greater good.”

“...Well, and I’m sorry to say this...the greater good hasn’t treated you well since you were a child and I was only as big as a cellphone helping you with your homework. I know I’ve been against this...but maybe you should be making the world pay.”

“Weren’t you just reprimanding me for doing this like 12 hours ago? anyways...That’s what I’m afraid of. What if I have to fight the people I call my friends.”

“According to my data, no one in your graduating class has taken up hero work. All of them are imprisoned...or doing the devil’s work.”

‘Really?” you raised an eyebrow. “So it was only me and my naivety. I guess I thought since I finally got a quirk of my own, I owed it to God or whoever else was listening...cuz I thought it was a blessing.” you began undressing yourself from your day clothes.

“When you built me, you promised to use my data to help people. But you never said which side you’d fight on...you’re allowed to change your mind at any time...remember that. I just want you to be happy.”

You nodded as your AI companion assured you. You missed your friends and Izuku was right. Humanity sucked ass. “Okay then.” you pulled your shirt over your head. “Fine.”

“Y/N, someone’s outside your door.”

“Huh?” you looked up at your screen.

“Not outside anymore.” a new voice grabbed your attention

“DUDE WHAT THE FUCK!” you sent a power blast at Shoto who had barged in.

“Too slow.” he smirked, stopping it with an ice shield. “To think I can encapsulate your quirk in my palms...much like I’ve encapsulated your heart, Y/N.” he hummed as he shut the door.

“GET OUT!” you yelled, not caring if the whole damn compound could hear. You hid behind your discarded clothes. “WHY ARE YOU IN HERE!”

“I assumed you were hungry so I was told to bring you dinner.”

“And you couldn’t knock like a regular FUCKING PERSON!” you seethed. You ran behind the bed and bent down grabbing a bunch of random clothes out of your duffel. “Or leave it outside the damn door!”

“I’ve been acquainted with your body on more than one occasion Y/N.”

You grumpily put of a pair of pajama shorts and the first shirt you saw sticking out. “Fuck off.”

“You kept my shirt?”

“Huh?” you looked down. It was a plain black button-up that you instantly recognized to be his. You stole it from him when you slept over at his place one night. “Whatever-”

“Y/N...” Shoto began. “Can we talk?”

“About what?” you crossed your arms. “I have nothing to say to you!”

“I never cheated on you...”

“This again!” you seethed. “Shoto, I am NOT worried about that right now.” You noticed he was holding a plate. “Is that what I think it is?”

“Pizza rolls and mozzarella sticks...your favorite midnight snack as I remember.” he smiled as he set it on the table.

There was an uncomfortable silence between us, and you hated it.

“Remember when we first met?” he broke the silence.

“How could I forget...” you huffed.

Flashback

“Need help with that?”

Your body froze as the helping hand came out of nowhere. The book you had been trying to reach was put in your hand with ease.

“Um...thanks!” you smiled nervously. You had already heard rumors from some of the girls around, but at the same time they told you not to get your hopes up.

“I’ve never seen you around here, I can only assume you’re new?”

“Mhm? Y/N L/N..I’m that quirkless girl you may have heard about.”

“Oh, really? I didn’t hear th-”

“Don’t lie. Please, it will make it easier for us to get along.” you laughed stiffly.

“S-sorry, I just didn’t think you wanted to talk about it.” he smiled. “If it’s any consolation, I also heard you were quite beautiful...”

“From who?”

“My conscious.”

“What?” you went wide eyed.

“I ...I don’t know why I said that....” he froze. “I’m sorry.” he rasped.

“N-no, that’s okay.” you giggled. “Um....I liked it.”

(End Flashback)

...

“To think we’ve come so far since then.” he mused.

“Well, things change.”

“To think something as trivial as a mistaken kiss-”

“Is that what you call it, you were practically dry humping the girl.”

“Oh, now you’re being dramatic on purpose.” he glared.

“Oh I’m sorry, I didn’t think the ‘unce unce’ music affected your brain too” you scoffed, crossing your arms. “Seriously, it’s like you don’t even remember!”

“Y/N...are we talking about the same instance?” he raised an eyebrow. “I am very lost right now.”

“Well you shouldn’t be! You’d think you’d remember your own birthday party!”

“Birthday party?...You’re not talking about the kiss?”

“Of course I’m not talking about the kiss! I’m talking about the club!”

For some odd reason he looked hella confused. “Y/N, what on Earth are you-”

“You don’t remember walking out of a club on your 18th birthday like 7 years ago? Before graduation?”

“Y/N, I have no idea what you’re talking about!”

“You are so unbelievable!” You seethed. “You don’t remember being at The King of Hearts Club in Tokyo.”

“Of course I do, it was my birthday, but Y/N...I left like 3 hours after I got there to go to your place!”

“Oh really, because I went there after Bakugou called my phone saying you were drunk as hell and needed to be picked up.” you scoffed.

Now YOU were confused. How did he not remember?! “I wonder-....”

“Wonder what?” he asked.

“ORCHID can access video feeds...if she can get the footage- or at least coordinates”

“Already on it!” your AI companion spoke. “Shoto Todoroki entered The King of Hearts club at 8PM and left at 11:15PM”

Now you were even more confused. “But I got there at arounf 11:30...I SAW him!...Show me the camera feed! The Red Room is where I saw him.”

“Showing camera footage of The Red Room of the King of Hearts club Jan. 11th, 7 years ago.”

You watched in complete shock. The screen showed someone who very much looked like Shoto from the back, but what really killed you was the fact that the person you thought was Shoto morphed into someone else. You saw yourself on camera stomping off 45 seconds before he morphed back into someone completely different.

“My files show that the person in question has a quirk that allows them to take on the form of another.” O.R.C.H.I.D spoke. “They were arrested 3 years ago for attempting to impersonate the U.S president and is currently in the Los Angeles State Prison.”

You didn’t know how to feel, what to do, but you knew one thing....

Shoto was telling the truth...

“Oh my god.” you covered your mouth with your hands.

“I never cheated on you Y/N...I swear on my life.”

“I...I blamed you...I said I never wanted to see you again.” you whimpered. “I said those awful things to you.”

You felt your soul start to ache.

“No- don’t do what I think you’re about to do.” he ushered up to you and held the sides of your face. “Don’t say what I think you’re about to say.”

“Shoto I spent the last 7 years of my life hating you-”

“And I sent the last 7 waiting for the day I could redeem myself.” he replied. “It’s not your fault, What you saw was your reality in that moment...whether you knew it or not. When you told me what you saw I knew something was wrong but I knew your trust in me was so fucked from the whole agency thing, that I couldn’t get you to believe me.”

You telling Izuku who also kicked his ass the next week wasn’t any help either....

“I- I...” you felt the tears sting your eyes.

“Shh, don’t cry...please don’t cry.” he began pecking your lips. “Shhhh.” He rested his forehead against yours, and you were full on crying now. He wrapped his arms around your, holding you close for the first time in years. He always wanted to do it, he just didn’t think it would be under this circumstance.

“I am so sorry.” you sobbed into his shoulder. “Shoto I-”

“Shh, it’s okay.” he laughed. “Please don’t cry...”

Shoto tightened his hold on you, but you couldn’t see him clenching his fists. Watching that footage sent a chill up his spine that could curdle blood. He spent years wondering what he did only to be framed...this wouldn’t go without a little visit to the states...but for a...courtesy visit...but first-

“Y/N...” he made you look at him. “Look at me.” he held your gaze. “Oh, I missed you so much baby~ Did you miss me?”

“Um....mhm.” you sheepishly nodded.

“Then...why don’t we celebrate a little...hm?”

“What do you mean by that?” you had completely forgotten your hunger at this point.

“Let me show you~”

... To be continued (Coming Soon)

I just wanted to say....um...thanks for being patient with me...um...I haven’t been okay...but I will be..I promise.

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tamakishoochie · 2 years

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Part 2

Read Part 1 here

18+, MDNI, NSFW

Word count: 2796

THIS IS A BLACK BNHA FIC‼️

DONT LIKE? DONT READ MF‼️

"What you tryna do after this?" Elijah asked with his body pressed up against your backside and the slight chill of his chain making you shiver.

You've been close to him like this for over an hour now with his large hands placed on your curves and your ass back against him.

"If I'm being honest, I'm ready to go home after this.." You look around again to try and find Mo and Yanni, but you couldn't see them. With one hand on your hip, Elijah guides you back over to the bar for you to sit down.

"Dang, you're not having fun?" He asked, a look of concern on his brown, smooth face. You wave your hands frantically while shaking your head.

"No no, it's not that! I'm just a little tired now. I don't usually stay up this late." You nervously chuckle and tap your acrylic nails against the counter of the bar. Elijah had offered to buy a drink for you, but you politely declined and watched as he downed a shot of Henny. His adam's apple bobbed up and down as he swallowed.

"I'm not feeling this party anymore, either. You wanna come up to my room?" Elijah asked before tilting his head towards you, looking at you through his long, red locs. You felt heat rush up to your cheeks and you cough a little to ease the weird feeling you felt. Elijah noticed your reaction and smiled, his dimples, once again, making you melt.

"Nah, I'm not on any freaky shit, honey. We can go up to my room and just chill if that's what you want." He holds his hand out to you and you nod your head, placing your hand in his large one. Looking down at your feet, Elijah noticed that you didn't have any shoes on.

"Uh, your shoes...?"

Your eyes widened and you immediately felt embarrassed at the fact that you weren't wearing any shoes. GIRL, HE SAW YOUR TOES 😭

You were so thankful that it was dark in there.

"I took them off because they were bothering my feet. I have no idea where they are now, though."

"I'll carry you. Come on."

Smiling, you stand up from your seat but almost have a heart attack after feeling him grip your sides before picking you up. Those same hands moved down underneath your booty to keep you supported so that you wouldn't fall. Acting on instinct, you wrap your legs around Elijah's waist and your arms around his neck.

"Hang on."

He says before walking through the large crowd of people, carrying you so you wouldn't have to walk. Being close to him allowed you to get a good whiff of him. His scent was intoxicating and the cologne he wore only intensified it. You decided to keep your nose buried in his neck until he put you down. He smelled so good!

After walking up a few stairs, Elijah carries you to his room, the loud music from before was now just a light rumble downstairs, thanks to the soundproof room he had.

Closing the door behind him, he sets you down on his bed before heading over to the little table he kept in a corner that was decorated with empty bottles, Protein shakes, and a little tray with weed on it.

"You smoke? I got a bottle of Casamigos in my fridge too if you want some of that." Elijah held up a blunt to you that was previously rolled.

"Yeah, let me hit that." You hold your fingers out for the blunt, making Elijah chuckle. Placing the blunt between his lips, he lights it and takes a hit himself before handing it to you. He blows out the smoke through his nose while digging through some drawers to find a shirt to wear.

You take a few puffs from the blunt as you watch him slip on a black tank top that quickly hid his abs and all of the scars he got from work.

The black tank and sweatpants combo.

Oh, that was dangerous

"So, I hear you're a Red Riot fan. Am I everything you thought I'd be?" Elijah questioned with a small smirk on his face. He lied down next to you with his hand behind his head, holding his other hand out for the blunt he passed to you.

"You're everything and more! Ugh, I wish I had something for you to sign." You sighed before passing the blunt back to him. You were going to a pro-hero party, of course, you should've brought something for him to sign!

"I could sign your hand or something? Lots of people ask me to sign random body parts." He laughed and sat up next to you, the weight of his body making the bed sink in a little.

"Have you ever had to sign someone's ass or tits before?" You spoke bluntly, the mixture of weed and alcohol giving you the buzz you've been asking for. The low R&B playing in the background completed the calm atmosphere of his bedroom and the glowing red lights made it spicier.

"I've signed a few breasts before, but never gave anyone an ass signature. You wanna be the first?~" Elijah joked and laughed it off, but you took his words a little too seriously. Standing up, you move in front of him and grip the bottom of your dress.

"Could you..? If you want.." He was shocked to see that you were serious but didn't leave you hanging. Reaching over to his nightstand, he picks up a black sharpie.

With a deep breath, you lift your dress to reveal a red laced thong you forgot you were wearing. Taking another puff from the blunt, Elijah steals a glance downward before gesturing you to bend over his lap.

"Lemme sign that ass then, shit!" Elijah let out a deep belly laugh as you bent over his knee and you felt him grope and squeeze your ass first.

"I like this color on you, by the way.." he spoke again while hooking a finger under the thong strap, pulling it back and then letting it slap back against your skin with a 'thwack' sound.

Elijah writes 'Red Riot' in cursive on your left ass cheek then adds his number underneath it. This was something he rarely did with women among his fan base, but he liked you. A lot.

If you'd let him, he could play with your ass and thong all night. The way it jiggled every time he moved his knee made his dick twitch and it looked so soft, soft enough to want to bite it. He licks over his sharp teeth before speaking again.

"Look, earlier when you were dancing on me? That left me kinda... you know.."

"Bricked up?" You say, deadpanning while looking back at him. He chuckled nervously and nodded his head to your blunt remark. With both hands on your hips, he helps you stand up straight again and his hands trail down to the back of your thighs, gripping the soft skin there.

"You wanna help me take care of it..?" The way his voice dropped made you squeeze your legs together and the grip he had on your thighs? He acted like you were his and in a way, you were.

For tonight, at least.

Biting your bottom lip, you nod your head, and a blush that no one could see rose to your brown cheeks. You sit down on his lap with your back facing him and he reaches around to spread your legs with his hands. Elijah passes the blunt back to you and intended for you to keep it this time. He was about to get busy, anyway.

Moving your thong to the side, Elijah cupped his hand over your pussy and lightly flicked his middle finger over your clit, making sure to smear your wetness all over it. Your body made the tiniest movements in response to his fingers teasing you and you let out a little moan because of it. You felt his other hand slide up your body to grope your breast, giving it a gentle yet firm squeeze.

"What's your name, honey? I forgot to ask, my bad.." Elijah slurred his words into the nape of your neck, leaving small kisses and gently nibbling on the skin. He wanted to bite it so bad, but he had to go slow for you.

"Hng—Y/n...i-it's y/n.." You replied as you moved your head to the side to give him more room to kiss on your neck. Picking you up, he lays you on the bed with your back against the sheets and he helps you take the rest of your dress off, leaving you only in your red lace thong, which didn't last long. Elijah, activating his quirk, hardens his finger and hooks it onto the last piece of clothing you had on before ripping it off of you. Now, you were sprawled out naked on Mr. Riot's bed with a blunt in your hand, which was truly a wish come true. From where you were, you could see the print in his sweatpants and good god, was he big!

Elijah wasn't one to rush into things right away, he liked to stop and admire, and right now, he couldn't get over how good your body looked in his bed. Licking your juices from his fingers, he thought of every little thing he could do to your body and it all made him even harder, he didn't know where to start.

"Do me a favor? Get on your hands and knees fa me instead." He spoke and you obeyed, putting the blunt out on the ashtray on his nightstand before turning over on your hands and knees. You had no idea what he was trying to do, but you felt a hand press down on your back, signaling you to arch your it, and you do. Reaching around underneath your abdomen, Elijah wraps his arm around your thighs to keep you from going anywhere.

"You ever had your ass eaten before?" He asked while spreading your ass with one hand, making your pussy crack a personified smile.

"N-no.." you say quietly, too embarrassed to say anything else. Smirking, Elijah kisses your hyperpigmented labia.

"Let me be the first then~.."

He says before burying his face in your ass, swirling and licking all over your puckered hole. You gasp in surprise at the strange new feeling, but you didn't complain. Instead, you moaned into the sheets as you let your favorite Hero do what he wanted to you. You could feel how wet and slimy he made it with his tongue, spreading your ass even more to have easier access to your asshole.

After making it all nice and wet, he moves his tongue lower to your dripping wet pussy that was currently clenching around nothing. You wanted him to play with it, wanted him to abuse your leaking hole but you had to be patient. Your toes curl and your back arches even more after feeling his tongue poke and prod at your clitoris and you move your ass back against his face, needing to feel MORE from him.

"Oooh~.." you groan, the pleasure coursing through your body and his fiery touch making you go insane.

"I-..I-..mm!~" you tried to form a complete sentence but the feeling of Elijah's thick thumb slipping inside of your ass caught you off guard.

"Bumboclat! this pussy is so fuckin' pretty~.." He growled into your cunt, slurping and sucking at you like a starved man. His teeth gently nip at your clit which was followed by a long swipe of his tongue afterward. This goes on for a little while longer with him switching between your ass and pussy repeatedly, that was until he decided you were ready for him now.

Elijah let go of you before rolling you back over on your back, the look of pleasure on your face making him smirk.

"You ready, honey? I know I'm big, but I'll be gentle with you, okay?" Your body was burning up at this point and you didn't care how big he was, you just needed him inside of you. Grabbing a couple of pillows, he places them underneath your head to make you more comfortable before climbing on top, the obvious tent in his pants poking your inner thigh.

"If I get tuh' biting you too hard, baby, let me know." He stated while removing the black tank top he had just put on earlier. With one hand by your head, Elijah pulls his sweats and boxers down to his mid-thigh with his other hand just enough for his cock to spring out. He wasn't lying about being big.

The hyperpigmentation on it made it look so pretty with a little reddish-pink color dusting the tip of it. It was veiny, too! Glistening from all the pre-cum surrounding the head of it.

He rubs his thick cock against your pussy a few times before slowly and carefully inserting himself inside of you, the tightness around his dick making his teeth clench and eyes close.

"Fuck, you're tight.." He whispered while he hovered his body over you, his chain dangling in your face. You gripped his shoulders and dug your nails into them as you felt him sliding in. The stretch was insane, you've never had anything this big before!

"We're gonna do half, for now, sweetheart. Don't want you—hng—getting overwhelmed.." He groans out before kissing your forehead, stopping halfway. His thrusts were slow and precise, giving you time to adjust to his size before he got serious.

The way you clenched around him made his head spin and with every thrust, you sucked him in even more.

"Fuck—I know what I just said, honey, But I gotta put it all in..”

Elijah presses his chest against yours, careful not to put all of his weight on you, and thrusts inside of you, making you moan and scratch up his back in response. You felt so full and you could've sworn you saw a bulge in your stomach. Damn

"There you go, baby," he started with a grunt as he began to move again, thrusting into you with a lot more vigor now,

"You're takin' me so well, sweetheart~.."

You were barely able to keep your eyes focused on him as he rocked your entire body along with the bed, the headboard bumping into the wall over and over. Your moans were like music to Elijah's ears and made him more determined to keep going.

The two of you were panting hard like dogs and the room smelled of sex, weed, and liquor. He had thrown you into various positions, getting deeper inside of you each time while successfully hitting your g-spot. From the back, side, front, he never missed!

Now, he had you bent over on the bed with him grabbing your arms and pulling you back on his dick, his hips thrusting into you harder, faster, and rougher than before. A white, creamy ring formed at the base of his cock as he continued to slam his hips into you. You were at your wits end with this man, too drunk on cock to do anything except feel, and Goddamn did he make you FEEL IT.

"I'm..I'm gonna c-cum!~" you managed to mewl out with tears of pleasure prickling at the corners of your eyes. Letting go of your arms, Elijah places both hands on your lower back to keep you arched right before drilling into your pussy as hard and as fast as he could, the sound of skin slapping against skin echoed throughout the room along with your moans and screams.

"Come on, baby, cum fa' daddy.." he growled in ecstasy as the tip of his cock repeatedly kissed the opening of your womb. Without any warning, Elijah puts you in a headlock and continues ramming into you until finally, with a loud groan, empties his balls deep inside of you. Your eyes roll back and your body shakes and trembles after you reach your orgasm with him. His huge balls twitch as they empty themselves inside of you.

"Gah damn.." Elijah shuddered with his dick still inside of you. He gives your ass a love tap before pulling out of you.

"You can sleep here if you want, and I-.."

He stopped talking after hearing the soft sounds of you snoring and he couldn't help but smile. Kissing your forehead, he tucks you into his bed with him right beside you.

"It was nice meeting you, y/n.."

#BARK BARK BARK #black bnha #black Kirishima #black Bakugo #black Aoyama #black yaoyorozu #kirishima x black reader #lemon fic #mha #bnha #jordy writes ✍🏾

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bakugouscentedcaramel · 2 years

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🍋Monster In The Bed🍋

*cracks knuckles* you're on!

Bakugou

A cocktail of emotions (get it?)

Shock, jealousy, envy.. lust~

He's definitely going to give you a hard time about it, the teasings get kicked up a notch and his dom side emerges, totally not to prove something to himself

He's intimidated to take it in himself but that's something he'll never admit, he's a top and he'll prove it, right here right now

He pays a lot of attention to your shaft, taking long strokes, squeezing the base, rubbing the tip, he loves getting you riled up to the point where your beast throbs for him, longing for him

"Don't think I'll forget about this Y/n" he growls into your ear as he slaps your ass

Your ass is his, and he'll prove it

Kirishima

Absolutely in awe, you're even more perfect than perfection itself

He's a big intimidated by your size, especially your girth, it's something he's never really prepared for, and it's not like it was something for casual conversation before

He passionately and delicately leaves a trail of kisses from your neck down to your behemoth, his sweet nothings and praises somewhat faultering as he gets closer to your excited cock

He starts at the tip and gradually works his way to your midshaft before he realizes how big you really are

"H-hey, I think we're going to have to take it slower than normal, my ambrosia.." he huffs before trying to take in more than what his body would allow, tears swelling in the corners of his love striken eyes

Slow and steady isn't a problem with Kiri

Shinso

He knew you were packing heat, you grinding on his thigh was proof enough, your throbbing member straining against the confines of your pants told a story of itself

The second those pants hit the floor you knew you were in for it, his eyes widened ever so slightly before such a sight

"Didn't know you got this worked up over a simple make out session, kitty"

His mind was racing with all of the things he was going to do to you and your absolute beast of a cock, his smirk turning mischievous

"Let's see how pent up I can get you, Y/n"

He teases you for hours on end, just watching you moan and writhe under his touch, edging you from sweet release

He sucks you off and pops your cock out of his mouth just before you cum, your whines only fueling his desire to break you down

This is going to be a long night

#bnha x reader #bnha imagines #bakugou x reader #bnha headcanons #mha #kirishima x reader #shinso x reader #bnha smut #bnha lemon #🍋

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ovaova · 8 months

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Okay but imagine Husband Katsuki and Wife reader being co-stars in an upcoming movie and like in the movie there’s an intense sex scene.

And like the scene becomes soooo famous that it’s starts trending, people start writing fics about it, draw it, recreate it, etc- basically just everyone uses it as an excuse to simp and ship

It gets so hyped up that both of your media teams have to collab to put the whole thing to rest through an interview.

Ofc the interviewer asks a bunch of questions before acknowledging the elephant in the room.

“So! Now that we got all the other questions out of the way, let’s address it. Mr. And Mrs. Bakugo, I’m sure you’ve heard the sudden uproar from your latest scene in the new film, “Eternal”. It just came out a week ago and its already sold out almost everywhere and received a 98% on rotten tomatoes! I’ve seen the movie already and must I say, it is phenomenal. But, enough about that, many fans are asking about you! Not too many actors co-star with their lover, especially in a spice scene, so tell us, how was that experience for you?”

Of course, you were quick to answer the question. From both relief and excitement.

"Well, first of all, thank you for the kind words about 'Eternal.' We're truly thrilled by the response it's received. As for the experience of working together in that particular scene, it was definitely a unique and challenging experience, but we strictly kept things professional and had a lot of trust in each other as actors. Our goal was always to serve the story and bring authenticity to our characters, and I believe we accomplished that."

That’s when Katsuki scoffed, in his head of course.

“Strictly kept things professional..”

That’s when he started having flashbacks-

The way you and him would fuck in his dressing room only 10 minutes before filming

How you and him would have quickies in your trailer

When after a long day of filming, as soon you would get home, you wouldn’t hesitate to pounce on him and fuck him in the shower

Constantly finding places around set to fuck any where at any minute

Always pleading and begging for him only to make him beg and plead for you in return

None of that seemed quite professional to him-

“So what do you have to add to that Mr. Bakugo?”

Bakugo snapped out of it, coming back to reality from his deep web of thoughts

“Uh yeah, the movies great-“

#bakugo x reader lemon #bakugo #katsuki x reader smut #dad bakugo x reader #kirishima x reader smut #katsuki bakugo mha #mha bakugo x reader #mha headcanons #x reader

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red-riot-unbreakable-heart · 6 months

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Kirishima: So who do you think is the strongest member of class 1A?

Bakugo: *pissed* It's me you idiot!!

Kirishima: But I've never even seen you workout all the muscle groups...

Bakugo: What are you talking about dammit! I did legs, core, shoulders - all this week! You saw me do them! You were there!!

Kirishima: Ah but I've never seen you workout your facial muscles!

Bakugo: ?

Kirishima: You know...I've never seen you workout your mouth. How can you say you're the strongest if you never put the work into building those muscles?

Bakugo: What the hell are you talking about!

Kirishima: I'm trying to say I think we should kiss.

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fantasies2paper · 2 years

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Sweet Treat

"Kiri you have to keep it in the bowl!!" I cried out as my best friend lifted the powered mixer out of the cake batter. The tasty sweet batter splattered all over the both of us and the small kitchen before he finally hit the switch.

"Ah, damn!" He chuckled and licked fresh batter off his finger. "I told you I've never done this before! I'll help you clean up, y/n!"

My laughter abruptly stopped and I placed a hand on my hip. "Excuse me? You were definitely helping before this mess too, mister."

"I was going to think about it." He replied honestly and my mouth fell open.

Before he could say anything else stupid, I picked up a spoonful of the icing I had planned on putting on the cake and flung the sugary concoction at him, smacking him on his cheek and neck. A snort of laughter left my mouth before I could cover my mouth with my hands.

"Acci-Accident." I stammered through a fit of giggles before I let out a scream as he ran towards me. I tried to make it around the kitchen table but his hand closed around my arm and he pulled me toward him. There must have been batter on the floor because we both lost our footing. Kiri managed to cushion our fall before rolling us over and pinning me beneath him.

"Hey! This isn't fair!" I cried out as I squirmed beneath him. "You're too heavy for this now!"

As kids we had played around like this all the time. He'd pin me and I'd throw him off, proving I was better than he was. Now as I struggled I realized exactly how much bigger he was. It was suddenly much hotter in the small space than I remembered it being.

The hard lines of his arms bulged as he flexed his hands around my wrists. His hard chiseled body on top of my own seemed to taunt me as I began to wonder what he felt like. At some point he'd ended up between my legs, where he fit so perfectly my breath caught in my throat. The sharp line of his jaw was so close to my lips and I saw the cake batter and icing that was splattered on his arms, neck and lips.

I watched his lips, desperately trying not to lick the batter there. I decided looking at his lips would surely get me into trouble so my gaze drifted up to his red eyes. I was surprised to discover he'd been watching me just as intensely.

"You've got something…" he said, his voice trailing off to look at my lips.

My lips parted as I willed myself to start breathing again. My hips lifted slightly of their own accord, pressing his growing member more firmly against my sweet spot. A low growl bubbled in Kiri's throat at the movement, his eyes darkening.

His tongue flicked out, licking batter off the line of my jaw. I shivered at the touch, imagining other places his tongue could touch before licking some of the sweet treat away from the corner of his mouth. The f/f flavored cake mixed with the taste of his skin was delicious and I wanted more.

Kiri's lips captured mine in a hot kiss, his tongue fighting mine for dominance and his hips pressing more firmly into me. He greedily swallowed my throaty moans of pleasure. I lifted my hips to meet his grinding movements, groaning in frustration at all the barriers between us.

"Kiri…" I whimpered softly against his lips. "More."

Kiri sat up and pulled his shirt off, the hard lines of muscle making my mouth go dry. His eyes glanced over at the counter and he grinned at me before reaching for the bowl of icing. Placing the bowl on the floor he looked down at my still clothed body.

"I wanna see you, y/n." He breathed. The button up shirt I had worn didn't stand a chance. He closed his teeth around one of the buttons and bit it off, the plastic disc clattering to the floor as he spit it out. He moved on to the next one, repeating the process and his gaze never left mine. The warm puffs of his breath on my exposed skin left me squirming before he got to the last button.

Kiri dipped his finger into the bowl and placed a dot on each nipple, the buds hardened instantly at his touch. Then a small curve under my chest.

"Did you just draw a smiley face?" I giggled in disbelief, smiling up at his handsome face.

Kiri smiled toothily at me before dipping his head down and swirling his tongue around my nipple. I gasped softly, my hands moving towards his hair. I arched my back as he grazed his teeth across my nipple with the perfect amount of pressure, pulling an embarrassing moan from my throat.

He released my nipple and glided his tongue across the smile, heading towards the other peak. His sucked the other nipple into his mouth and it felt like the feeling went straight to my sex. Every tug, nibble, and lick made me ache with need. I felt his icing covered finger, glide down my belly to the tops of my leggings and my body shivered.

"I gotta clean up my mess, y/n." Kiri teased as he caught my eye. He nibbled his way to the icing then proceeded to take slow languid licks, driving me crazy in the process. He sucked roughly at the trail of icing on my skin, low moans falling from my lips when his teeth nipped at my body. "Good enough to eat, pebble."

My breath caught in my throat as he ran his tongue along the waistband of my bottoms. He continued his way down, only thin fabric seperated my core and his sinful mouth. He buried his face between my legs, ferally growling and digging his fingers into my hips.

"Oh my god, pebble." He groaned as he nuzzled my core again. "I don't wanna hurt you but... fuck... I don't know if i can keep up this slow pace." He dragged his tongue along my covered slit, balling the fabric of my pants into his fists. "I need to taste you right now."

"I'm a big girl, Kiri." I panted, fighting the haze in my brain long enough to speak coherently and I locked eyes with him. "Break me, baby."

The glint in his eyes was the only warning I had before he grabbed my leggings at the seam and ripped them off. I had no time to react before his mouth covered my core, the vibrations from his moans making me loudly cry out his name. Kiri's tongue teased my folds before sucking my clit into his mouth, his hands gripping me tighter as if my body was a meal and he was starving.

I lifted my hips against the onslaught of his tongue and mouth, grinding against his face. He growled his approval and nipped at my clit making me scream his name before I came so hard I thought I saw stars. He lapped up my juices, slowly as if savoring everything I gave him, before pulling away from me after he confirmed he didn't break me.

I heard the buckle on his jeans and looked at him. I bit my lip at the sight before me. His back was pressed against the cabinet, his chest bare. One of his hands was splayed on the floor, the other firmly gripped his thick cock. It stood at attention, thick and hard as a rock. The tip was an angry red and I could see it glisten as his thumb brushed over the precum that gathered there. My mouth suddenly felt very dry.

I licked my lips as I watched Kiri dip his finger in that damn icing again. He watched me with his red eyes, dark with lust, and drew a line from the base of his cock to the tip.

"Come get it, y/n." His voice was heavy with desire and I was transfixed at the sight of him licking the remaining icing off of this finger.

I sat up and crawled over to him, my eyes never leaving his. I knew I wouldn't have half the patience he had during my torture but I would do my best. I licked the icing off his cock before sliding him fully in my mouth. The saltiness of his precum and the sweetness from the icing mingled into the tastiest thing I'd ever had in my mouth. I moaned around his length, sliding him as far into my mouth as I could.

"Fuck, pebble." He hissed through clenched teeth. He was gripping the lip of the counter above him, his arm flexing with the force of his grip.

I swallowed around his cock, wondering if I could break his control like he was going to break that counter. The growl that left him sent a fresh wave of desire through me. I dragged my nails down his thighs and bobbed my head up and down, swirling my tongue around the tip before sucking him back inside of my hot mouth.

I heard a thud as his head fell back, knocking against the cabinet as his pants grew feral and loud. Kiri had given up his hold on the counter, both of his hands tangled in my hair with a firm grip. I dragged my teeth lightly against his shaft as I slid him back into my mouth, moaning as he slid down my throat.

"Y/n, fuck, don't you fucking swallow!" he growled out. My name was strained leaving his mouth and it was the only warning I had before hot sticky strands of his cum filled my mouth. I continued to suck the tip, milking every last drop out his cock as he growled from the over stimulation. He pulled me off his cock using the firm grip he had on my hair making me moan with the mouthful of cum that I had in my mouth. "I'm going to fuck you with this unbreakable cock. Then I'm going to shove my knot so deep inside this hot body and fill you up with so much of my cum you're gonna have my pup."

I nearly drooled at his words and flavor. I had never felt more turned on as he pulled me closer, his hands guiding my hips until I straddled his thick cock. The tip grazed my folds, pulling a wanton moan from my lips as I gripped his shoulders for support. He rubbed the head back and forth through my soaked folds as I whimpered around the mouthful of his cum.

"Show it to me, pebble." He growled, his voice becoming deeper as he activated his quirk. I could feel his body become bigger and harder, the anticipation making my juices flow freely down his length. I opened my mouth, a mix of my drool and his cum sliding down my chin when he inched inside of me. "You're so fucking sexy like this, y/n. So needy for me and so damn obedient like a good girl." He went in another inch. "Swallow it all, baby."

I swallowed his cum as he seated the rest of his cock deep inside my body until I felt impossibly full. He leaned forward and licked the line of my jaw and cleaned the mess off my chin. The sight of him licking that small amount of his cum sent me into a spiral. His hand tightened on the back of my neck as I clamped down around him.

He rocked my hips with his other hand and the motion of him moving inside me making me dizzy with pleasure, as my eyes glazed over and my mouth fell open. His feral growls only heightened my desire, my nails digging into his shoulder.

"Oh my god, Kiri." I whined almost incoherently. "Fuck. Kiri!"

He had lifted my body slightly, giving himself room to pound up, harder and faster. I buried my face in his neck and bit him hard, making him growl louder and piston his hips faster. My moans grew louder as he used my body, his hand bruising my hip and the back of my neck deliciously.

"You like that fat unbreakable cock don't you, pebble?" He growled as he pounded me. "Cum for daddy, baby shark."

He didn't have to tell me twice. I came with a scream, squirting all over his cock and too turned on to be embarrassed about making a mess. My head rolled to the side as I shivered from the aftershocks of pleasure, clamping down around his cock involuntarily. Kiri took the opportunity to drag his teeth along the side of my neck.

"Mine." He growled softly before biting down on my neck and thrusting deep inside of me, his knot stretching me almost to the point of pain. The feeling sent me spiraling head first into another orgasm, spasms rocking my body as I felt his cock twitch against my cervix while he came inside me. My body was so sensitive I could almost feel the hot strands coat my insides.

Our bodies were covered in sweat and sugar as we sat there, catching our breaths and enjoying the closeness. His body shook softly as he chuckled.

"What?" I asked sleepily, my eyes drifting closed.

"We should make cake more often."

I laughed softly and closed my eyes, thinking about all the cake in my near future.

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Bakugou x Reader Touch Chapter VI

This one took a little longer than i anticipated to post, but here it is!

This one does have a lemon scene in it, but with it being their first times, it’s not going to be anything too rough or intence, so I’m sorry about that!

If any spelling or grammer errors, all i can say is that words are hard!

The next morning was warm, the sun seemed extra bright, and the birds seemed to be in a good mood. The room was bright, despite the blinds, the sun-filled Bakugou’s room with warm light, the sounds of kissing echoing through the room. You were on top of Bakugou, cupping his face in your hands as you were leaning down kissing the boy, over and over. Bakugou had his hand on your hips, his fingers tickling your skin. He pinched at the fabric of the baggy shirt on your body, “Could’ve just taken one from the closet.” He grinned. You sighed down at him, “Like it better when I take it directly from you.” You teased. Bakugou tugged the shirt down, and you lean down with it, “So do I.” he whispered. You grinned and continued to make out with the boy. Bakugou’s hands slipped back to your hips under the shirt, but you shivered at feeling his fingers traveling further up to your waist. Sighing into the kiss, your voice trembling, Bakugou leaned up, to kiss you more before leaning into your neck. Feeling his lips, tongue, and teeth play with your skin, you trembled in his hold, your hands going into his hair. Bakugou leaned to your ear, “Want my hands to go higher? Or,” he slowly slipped one hand down from your waist, sliding it down past your hip and onto your ass, giving a good grope, “lower?” You jolted at feeling the grope, your back arching a little, you glared at the boy, “Pervert.” You grumbled. Bakugou grinned with sharp eyes, “Says the one not wearing pants.” He said. You scoffed, “You’re not wearing a shirt.” You pointed out. The boy shrugged, “You took it from me.” At your lack of response, the boy’s grin grew. He brought you back into the kiss, nibbling at your lip, pulling sounds from you. You pushed into Bakugou, you couldn’t help the frustration that you were feeling, you wanted him to just touch you, kiss you, everything. Bakugou hissed at the movement of your hips, you felt his body tremble, “Jesus, careful.” He grumbled. You smiled mischievously, loving to his ear, “Can’t handle it?” you whispered, biting his ear as you brought your hips over him again. The boy growled, his hold on your ass and waist tight. He glared at you as you pulled back to look at him, “You’re asking for it.” He breathed. You smiled, your blush was heating up your whole face. Reaching back, you grabbed Bakugou’s hand that was on your ass, guiding it to slip under the shirt. You held his other hand as you placed them both high up on your waist, you shivered, nervousness creeping up on you. Looking to the boy’s eyes, you could see past the excitement, that he was nervous as well. You sighed, “Bakugou…” you whispered. And that’s all that was needed, Bakugou brought you back to his lips, the hungry kiss making you moan. Going for your neck again, you leaned your head back, letting him access your throat as he kissed and bit it. As you just moaned a little louder, a knock was heard at the door. You almost screamed at them to fuck off, this happened too often, you were going to have to put a goddamn sign on the door for people to piss off and just leave a text. Bakugou groaned in frustration, “What!?” he yelled. “Hey man, you ready to go?” called Kirishima. Bakugou groaned, rubbing his face, “Fuck.” He looked up at you. “Me and Shitty Hair are supposed to study today.” You smiled with a sigh, “That’s okay, I promised Tetsu that I’d hang out with him.” You said. You climbed off the boy, and he reached over to grab your hand, his face not happy. Trying to hold back your laughter, you smiled and kissed the boy, “We talked about this. You’re not going to keep me from Tetsu. What if I told you to stop seeing Kirishima?” you asked. Bakugou shrugged, “Bye Shitty Hair.” He said. You raised your eyebrow at him, “Yeah right, he’s your best friend, face it.” You said. The boy grumbled looking off to the side, he knew you were right. You raised your hand to hook around his neck, and brought him closer, “Would it make you feel better to know that you’re the only one I do this to?” you said as you kissed his jaw. “Or this?” you went to his neck and kissed it as well. Leaning back you didn’t even have to say the words as you kissed his lips. Bakugou gripped your hand and brought his other hand to rest on your lower back, deepening the kiss. “Ahh, dude? You in there?” Kirishima’s voice carried through the door. Bakugou pulled away and groaned, leaning his head back, “Give me a second!” he yelled. You giggled, “If you’re that worried about it then…” your voice trailed off as you looked at Bakugou mischievously. When the door opened, Kirishima looked surprised to have his eyes drop down to meet yours. You smiled up at the boy, “Hi Kirishima!” you said. The boy blinked, and in realization of your appearance, blushed, “H-hi (Y/n)!” he said in embarrassment. At his embarrassment, you felt your own creep up. You blushed, “Well, I’ll leave you guys to it, laters!” you called and walked away. Kirishima watched as you retreated down the hall. Looking into the room, Kirishima saw Bakugou, his hand covering the lower half of his face, his cheeks red as he glared down at the side. Kirishima went red at seeing this, and the shirtless Bakugou, “Dude, was she wearing your shirt??” he asked. Bakugou rubbed his hand up and down his face, “Yes!!” he yelled.

After putting on a different shirt, Bakugou, and Kirishima were in the room, sitting on the floor with books around them. Bakugou was glaring off to the side, his leg bouncing, while Kirishima had his eyes darting from the table, to Bakugou, to the bed, and back again. Kirishima cleared his throat, “Sooo, things are going…well?” he asked. Bakugou growled, “Just shut up!” he groaned. With a ding, Bakugou looked at his phone, his expression fading from one of anger to hesitation and frustration. Kirishima looked the boy up and down, “I heard (Y/n) and Tetsutetsu are hanging out today.” The boy looked up from his phone and off to the side, a huff as a response. Kirishima gave a half smile, “Still upset over the whole thing with those two?” he asked. Bakugou sighed and ruffled his hair, “I dunno.” He said. The red-haired boy leaned on the table, “Do you think she has feelings for him?” he asked. Bakugou shot his head up, “Like hell she would go for a metal bastard like him!” he yelled. Kirishima laughed, “Okay, okay!” he said, putting his hands up. “Then…do you not trust her?” Bakugou grumbled, “It’s not that.” He rubbed the back of his head. “Jesus, I don’t know, it’s not even that big of a deal.” Kirishima smiled, “You like her.” He said. Bakugou glanced at him, then back to the ground. Kirishima’s eyes widened, “Wait, you,” he huffed a laugh, “You love her.” Bakugou cringed, “Shut up, Shitty Hair!” he said. The redhead rubbed the back of his head, “Does she know?” he asked. The blonde scoffed, “She might have an idea.” He said. Kirishima’s eyes widened, “You didn’t tell her!?” he yelled. Bakugou glared, “You really think I would say some cheesy shit like that?” he yelled back. Kirishima groaned, “Then how would she know?” he asked. Bakugou averted his eyes, and Kirishima’s eyebrow went up, “Wait, have you guys…kissed?” he asked. When Bakugou scrunched up his nose and just glanced at the bed, Kirishima blushed, “Did you guys…?” Bakugou glared, “Watch it, Shitty Hair!” he warned. He sighed and grumbled, “We haven’t done anything like that…not exactly.” Kirishima blinked, “Wait, are you still under the quirk accident?” Kirishima asked. Bakugou looked to his friend and then his hands, “I think? I don’t know, it’s not like how it was before. I can go pretty much a good few hours without her, but that doesn’t mean that I don’t want to be around her.” He shrugged. “But it’s not like I’m going to go into a panic. More like I just want her near me, I don’t want her to leave me.” Kirishima smiled at his good friend, “Bakugou, you’re totally not under the quirk anymore, you just have feeling for her.” He said. “How long have you felt this way?” Bakugou sighed, “I don’t know, Jesus, before the fight? I think? Fuck if I know, it’s felt like this for more than a few days, that’s all I know.” He said. Kirishima nodded, “Does she know you’re not affected anymore?” he asked, when Bakugou didn’t respond, the redhead groaned. “Dude!!” Bakugou groaned as well, “Back off! How the hell am I meant to tell her?” he yelled. Kirishima lifted his hands as he shrugged, “I dunno, maybe the exact way you just told me?” The blonde sighed, “Easier said than done.” He mumbled. Kirishima smiled at the boy, “You’ll be alright, I’m sure by now, (Y/n) is used to your personality, even way before this whole quirk accident.” He said. Bakugou huffed, “I know.” He said. Kirishima cleared his throat, “Sooo, do you have…protection?” he asked. The blonde's red eyes shot wide as he creaked his neck, the movement robotic-like, looking at Kirishima with death in his eyes, “What did you just say?” he spat. The redhead put his hands up, “Look man, I just want you to be careful, it’s normal for teenagers to…experiment…with the person they like.” He explained. Bakugou went red, from anger and embarrassment, “Shut up!! We’re not talking about this!!” he yelled.

You were sitting on the Tetsutetsu’s bed, Switch in hand as you played. Tetsutetsu sat on the floor, back against the bed, also holding a Switch in his hands, the two of you playing a game against each other. The boy cleared his throat, “Are we still not going to talk about it?” he asked. You sighed, “Are you still going to ask about it?” you asked in frustration. The boy looked up in thought, “Yeah, probably.” He nodded. Grumbling you laid your head down, “Ughhhh, okay, fine!” you gave in. The boy grinned and leaned his head back, “Awesome! Okay, so what’s with Bakugou’s shirt? And what’s with the bite on your throat?” he asked. Bakugou’s little nibbles on your neck were pretty light, so they weren’t visible. The bite on your throat, however, was not. It wasn’t overly dark, but it was noticeable for sure, and Tetsutetsu couldn’t take his eyes off it at first. You sighed, sitting up, “Things with me and Bakugou have…taken a few steps.” You said. Tetsutetsu turned, “As in…?” at seeing you just blush, his eyes widened. “Did you guys have-” Slamming your hands over his mouth, you cut him off, “No!” you yelled. You grimaced, “But…close.” Tetsutetsu’s eyes widened, “Whoa, so you guys are, y’know, together?” he asked. You rubbed the back of your neck, “Not exactly.” You sighed. The boy tilted his head, “Wait, hasn’t he told you he loves you?” he asked. You cringed a little, “No.” you said. He blinked, “Have you still not told him you’re in love with him?” he asked in shock. You almost gagged, “No!” you waved your hands. “I take it back, let’s not talk about it.” Tetsutetsu shook his head, “So neither one of you know how the other feels?” he asked. You sighed, “We have an idea…” you mumbled. The boy shook his head, “How exactly?” he asked. Bringing your knees to your chest you leaned against the wall, “He took me out yesterday to a food festival, and when we were talking, things kinda took a turn, and we kissed.” Rubbing your face, you sighed again. “And then more when we got to the dorms…and even more this morning.” Tetsutetsu’s eyes widened, “Whoa, but you guys haven’t…?” he trailed off. You groaned, “I mean, no, we haven’t.” you hid your face in your hands. “But I’m kinda sure it was heading in that direction. Things were getting heated, but Kirishima knocked on the door, which happens way too often, and I’m pretty sure things were going in that direction.” Tetsutetsu rubbed the back of his neck, “Hey, I’m sorry if this kinda upsets you, but is Bakugou still under that quirk accident you told me about?” he asked. You wrapped your arms back around your legs, “I think so. But I don’t think Bakugou would go this far if it was because of the quirk. If so, then I feel like it would’ve happened sooner.” You explained. The boy nodded, “I get where you’re coming from, and I don’t want you to think that he might not actually like you, cause I’m sure he does.” The boy looked down in hesitation. You smiled at him, “But you want to be sure that he likes me for me, and that it’s not just the quirk making him think he does.” You finished for the boy. He looked back up at you, “Yeah.” He stood up and joined you on the bed, “Sorry, I just don’t want to see you get hurt, that’s all.” You smiled at him and gripped his hand, “I know, but I know Bakugou, I’ll talk to him about it.” You said. The boy smiled as well, “You’re like my little sister, I can’t stand to see you getting hurt over a boy.” He said. You laughed, “Little sister? We’re the same age, you metal butt!” you said. The both of you laughed and you kicked him off the bed.

You got a text from Bakugou, telling you to come back for dinner. Excited, you took off from Tetsutetsu’s dorm, bumping into Bakugou in the front yard of the 1-A dorm. You smiled as you went over to him, “What’s for dinner?” you asked. The boy grabbed your hand and started walking, dragging you along, “Let’s go out for it.” He said. Looking down, you tried to stop the boy, “Hold up, let me get changed then.” You said. Bakugou turned to look you up and down and around your face, “You look fine.” He said. Giving him a look of disbelief, you huffed, “The hell I do, Bakugou, I’m wearing your shirt I slept in last night, I’m wearing my stay-at-home tracksuit pants, I haven’t touched my hair besides just throwing it up into a messy bun, and not the nice kind.” You listed off. Bakugou shrugged, “You look fine, I don’t see the issue.” He said, continuing to drag yours along with him. You blinked, “You don’t care that I look like this, with you, in public?” you asked. Bakugou raised an eyebrow in confusion, “Why the hell would I?” he asked. You hesitated, trying to find the words, “Wouldn’t it be embarrassing?” you asked. The boy huffed, “Why the hell should I be embarrassed with you being dressed comfortably? As long as you’re not dressed like a weirdo or a freak, I couldn’t care less.” He said. You watched the back of him as you followed with him, soon smiling. God, he wasn’t even aware of how much that actually made you so happy to hear. He didn’t take you anywhere fancy, which you preferred. It was a little American-themed diner, which you found so cute and bizarre. Sitting in a booth across from each other, you both laughed and talked and shared food and drinks together, you were even able to convince Bakugou to take a few pictures with you. After having something to eat, you both walked by a park, to which you couldn’t resist. You practically forced him to go to the playground, he thought it was dumb and childish, but from the smiles and laughter, you could tell he was having fun. Climbing to the top of a little animal-shaped igloo, you smiled, this was so much fun. You always had fun with Bakugou, well, mostly, but as much as he got on your nerves, you never regretted becoming his friend. Bakugou looked up at you, “Hey, Kindergartener, let’s go.” He called up. You smiled, “Catch me?” you asked. The boy looked unimpressed, “I’ll drop you so fast.” He threatened. Laughing out, you grinned at him, “Nah, I don’t think you will.” Taking a few steps back, you raced forward and jumped. “Here I come!” But despite his words, the boy easily caught you in his arms, making you laugh from the excitement, and proving the boy wrong. He looked down at you as you were in his hold, feet on the ground now, “You’re an idiot.” He commented. You grinned, “And yet you can’t stay away from this idiot.” You teased. The boy half smiled, “Whatever.” He said. You pretended to be surprised, “You didn’t deny it!” you laughed. He rolled his eyes, “Shut up already.” He said, giving you a kiss. Humming into the kiss, you relaxed into it, but you couldn’t get Tetsutetsu’s concerns out of your head, along with your own. Looking up at the blonde's red eyes, you sighed, cupping his cheek, “Can I ask you something?” you asked. The boy looked hesitant, but nodded, “Sure.” He agreed. You took a breath and sighed, “I just wanted to ask, so that I’m not just unnecessarily worrying.” You shrugged your shoulders, “Are you feeling the way you do about me, for me?” Bakugou’s eyes widened slightly, rubbing the back of his head, Kirishima’s words echoing in his head. He sighed, “You want to know if it’s the quirk making me think I’m feeling the way I am?” he asked. You shrugged one shoulder, “I know that it’s a little silly to question, but I guess I just kinda need to hear it confirmed with your own words?” you said, it sounded more like a question than how you planned. Bakugou watched your eyes, “Honestly, thinking about it, I don’t think the quirk has been in effect for a while now.” He said. You blinked, “What? For how long?” you asked. He sighed, “I don’t know, more than a few days? It’s not like I was fully paying attention to it.” He said rubbing the back of his neck. Taking a breath, you sighed, “Unnecessarily worrying.” You said, smiling up at him. “So does that mean, you actually have feelings for me?” The boy’s cheeks tinted pink, “You seriously going to bring that up?” he asked, avoiding your eyes. You grinned, “Of course I am.” You laughed. Bakugou gave an irritated pout, reaching his hand to cup your face, “You already know, so it doesn’t matter.” He said, inching closer. You put up your hand to block his lips from yours, “Nope! No kisses for you before you admit it!” you announced. The boy grumbled, “Jesus Christ, why does it matter so much? It’s fine right?” he asked. You just hummed, ignoring his stubbornness, “Maybe tonight I’ll even spend the night in my room alone, considering a certain someone doesn’t need it anymore, and hasn’t said anything about certain feelings.” You teased, walking off. The boy groaned loudly and reached out his hand to catch you while you were walking, “No one said I didn’t need it anymore.” He sighed roughly in defeat. “I guess I have feelings that are, more than what they would be for anyone else.” You turned to look at the boy, poor thing turning red and eyes locked on the ground. Giggling, you walked up to him, cupping his face in your hand, “I’ll settle for that.” You said, smiling. The boy lifted an eyebrow, “And you?” he asked. You bit your lip, “I obviously have ‘feelings that are more than what they would be for anyone else’ too.” You repeated. The boy grinned and leaned in to kiss you.

Going back to the dorm hand in hand, it felt a little different than all the other times, this time you both knew how you both felt about each other. It was like you guys were little pre-schoolers, giggling and smiling at each other happily while swinging your conjoined hands, you doing most of the swinging and giggling, but it was fine since Bakugou had no complaints about it, this time. Returning back to his room, you sighed, “I’ll quickly take a bath, I won’t be long-” But you were cut off at the door as Bakugou put his hand on it, blocking you from opening it. You turned to look up at him, but as he was blocking the door, he had also cadged you up against it. His eyes stared down at you, “You’re not going anywhere.” He said in a low voice. Your face flushed pink, shit his voice was amazing, “I wouldn’t be long.” You breathed out, not trusting your voice. The boy leaned down to kiss your neck, making you jolt, “I’m not letting you go.” He said, continuing to look at you with his sharp eyes. You licked your lips, your breath trembling, “Ever?” you asked. The boy just grinned down at you, swooping down to capture your lips with his in a rough kiss. And that was all the answer you needed. You wrapped your arms around his neck, and he put his hands on your hips. Nibbling on his lips, a groan escaped Bakugou’s lips, he bent down for a moment, only to pick you up by your waist, and instinctively, you wrapped your legs around his waist. Putting you back against the door, Bakugou continued with the deep kiss, pulling little moans from your lips. Wracking your hands through his hair, you pulled back for breath, but seeing the boy with his forehead exposed, thanks to your fingers, did something to both your head, and your lower region. Bakugou impatiently brought you back in for another kiss, pulling off the door, Bakugou had let you slip down back onto the ground. You both stumbled deep sighs in each other’s mouths as Bakugou helped in the removal of your pants. Taking a step back to admire your form, Bakugou grinned, “You look great in nothing but my shirt on you.” He said, a hint of a growl in his voice. You blushed but grinned, “Yeah, I’m not surprised, considering all the ogling you do.” You teased. The boy kept his smile as he grabbed you again, “When you first put it on while half asleep, I almost couldn’t take it.” He said. “Looked real good.” You titled your head, “Didn’t picture you for the ‘boyfriend shirt’ type.” You teased. “Not a kink I would’ve pinned you for.” The boy smiled mischievously, “Just wait.” He breathed. You blushed, a shiver going through your body at the attractiveness of the boy. He scooped you up again, bringing you up to his torso, and kissing you. You cupped his face and accepted all the kisses, instinctively wrapping your legs around his waist again. Bakugou brought you over to the bed, him crawling over to the middle on his knees, then laid you down, not roughly, but enough to make you do a little bounce. You giggled a little, the boy just looking down at you as he towered over you. Lifting his shirt over his head, your blush intensified. He sighed after getting the shirt over his head, pushing his hair back from his forehead, his cheeks tinted pink. Seeing his hair pushed back again, you bit your lip, squeezing your thighs together lightly. At your reaction, the boy’s smile grew, leaning down to put his hands under his shirt you were wearing, his hands warm on your bare skin. Pushing the shirt up, you leaned up to go along with helping in taking off the shirt. With both shirts on the ground, the boy looked down at you. His intense eyes made you a little shy, you covered yourself a little, being in just your bra and panties. The boy grabbed your hands, pinning them up above your head. Looking at him, you met his red eyes, keeping his gaze, he leaned down and caught your lips. Kissing you deeply, he moved to your jaw, then down to your neck. As he sucked and nibbled your neck, the sensations shot down your body. Heaving out some heavy breaths, Bakugou soon moved down your neck, going for your collarbone. With every movement, Bakugou brought your hands down with him. Finally reaching to the middle of your chest, the boy released your hands, bringing his to your waist, gripping at you to bring you closer. You moaned as the kisses went down your sternum. Bakugou’s hand moved up from your waist, going up and under your back. Feeling him going for the back of your bra, you arched your back, nervousness seeping into your chest. Feeling your nervousness, Bakugou pulled back to look at you, his face more flushed, “Trust me.” He whispered to you. You licked your lips then bit at your lower lip, giving him a small nod. At your nod, the boy leaned in to kiss you, continuing with his movements to remove your bra. Unclipping the back with small difficulty, the boy brought down the straps from your shoulders and slipped your bra off. Leaning back to look at you, a shiver went through his body, his face pink, but his ears and neck red. Moving your hands to rub up his chest, you titled your head, “Just going to stare?” you asked teasingly. At that, the boy grinned widely, sitting up to slingshot your bra across the room somewhere. You laughed at this, and the boy swooped in to steal kisses from you, “You’re an idiot.” You giggled. The boy put his hand through his hair, pushing it back again, “Your idiot.” He said. You grinned bashfully, looking away, “You’re such a dork!” you laughed. Bakugou leaned in close to you, whispering into your ear, “Your dork.” He said, then bit your ear. You moaned out, gripping onto his shoulders. The both of you slowly getting into a rhythm, kissing and touching. Things started to get a bit more serious. After leaving so many marks on your body, and you some on him, Bakugou tugged at your panties, sliding them off and throwing them over his shoulder. You blushed like crazy, but you were too excited to get too shy. Bringing the boy down to continue kissing, you lifted your leg, brushing up against Bakugou’s bulge. The boy flinched, groaning as he trembled. You grinned, continuing to rub against his bulge, the boy trembling and heavily breathed. He glared down at you, “Don’t tease me.” He said. Sliding his hands down your stomach, his fingers slipped under your panties. You flinched and gasped as the boy's fingers played around, feeling the wetness. He watched you, “You’re really wet.” He pointed out. You flushed and covered your face with your hands, panting uncontrollably from pleasure. Bakugou played with your entrance, before finally slipping two fingers in. Feeling this you moaned out, reaching one hand away from your face to grab his arm. The boy pushed his fingers in and out of you, a slow pace at first, but then increasing with each thrust. Hearing your moans, the boy took this as a good sign, he moved his hands slightly so that his palm was flush against your clit. The movement of his fingers causing his palm to stimulate your clit. You continued to moan, the pleasure making your head fuzzy. Soon, after a bit more touching and kissing, Bakugou leaned back, undoing his pants, and letting his bulge free. You blushed seeing it, your lowers throbbing intensely. Bakugou was breathing heavily as he moved your legs to either side of himself, getting your hips close to him. You felt him rub his hot member against your wet entrance, making your body tremble in anticipation. Bakugou looked down at you, “Ready?” he asked, almost out of breath himself. You looked at him, your body still trembling, nodding at him. The boy trembled himself, positioning himself, then with a few calming breaths, pushed himself into you, as slowly and gently as possible. You flinched, arching your back, hands flying to grip the bed sheets and Bakugou’s shoulders as you moaned out. The boy trembled and groaned, looking down at you, “You okay?” he asked. You nodded through your moans, “Yes..!” you moaned in response. Bakugou groaned again, feeling your tightness on him, “Let me know if I’m hurting you.” He breathed. Continuing, you could feel that it did hurt, but not too badly, more like a tight stretching sensation. As Bakugou set a steady pace, you moaned and gripped him, tears prickling at the corners of your eyes. The boy blinked down at you, reaching over to wipe your tears away with his thumb. Feeling his hand, you pushed into his hand, enjoying his gentle touch. The pain slowly subsided, and all you could feel was pleasure. Bakugou leaned down to kiss you, fastening the pace. You moaned into his ear as he leaned his head against your shoulder as he thrust into you. Bakugou groaned, “I’m close..” he groaned into your ear. Your legs tightened around him, “Me too..!” you breathed. The boy leaned back, grabbing your hips, he started to thrust into you harder and faster. You moaned louder, the pleasure clouding your embarrassment. Hearing your cries of pleasure, the boy went even faster. You felt as if your vision was blurring from the pleasure, feeling your body temperature rise, and tingling. With a few more thrusts, Bakugou pushed you over the edge, making you cry out. Feeling your release, Bakugou leaned down feeling your fingers digging into his back, causing the boy to also finish. After a few extra thrusts, the boy stopped, breathing heavily together. He soon pulled himself out of you, pulling a whimper from your lips. Shaking from loss of energy and ecstasy, the boy collapsed onto you. You hugged him close as you both breathed heavily together, holding each other through each other’s highs. You were happy, you would never regret this. It was awkward, sexy, and fun, it made you feel closer than you ever have with Bakugou. You could feel tears building up again, but you just gripped the boy tighter. Bakugou leaned his head up, staring at you as he wiped the tears away from your eyes, “You regretting it already?” he asked. You knew he was half joking, but it made you a little upset. You shook your head, “Never.” You looked him in the eyes. “I’m just really happy.” The boy smiled down at you, “Being all corny now, huh?” he teased. That made you chuckle, “Shut up, dork.” You laughed. Bakugou grinned at you and leaned down for a kiss. You hummed into the kiss, pulling him as close to you as possible.

-Chapter VI Fin-

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