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bakubunny · 4 months

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daddy katsuki x bunny reader drabble. it’s longer than i expected it to be, but it’s been on my mind for a little while now. i’m still very new to piss play and i’ve never written pet play so? here’s smth new ig. idk. >.< have some daddy kats food. i’ll see you with the next one. ♡

this lovely little fic by @neon-gothicc came to mind when i went back for some editing, so i wanted to share it!

tw: f!reader, aged up characters, daddy kink, heavy pet play, piss play, d/s dynamics, olfactophilia, sex toys, humiliation, pet names: sweetie, bunny, baby bunny, little bun, etc., katsuki swears a lot (ig), being a top pro hero means a top tier private office, sry this one’s out there

thinkin abt daddy katsuki and his pretty pet he’s trained so well…. don’t be mistaken, you’re still a dumb bunny, you can’t do that much, being one so easily bored or distracted. but you’re obedient; he knows how how much his baby bun just wants to be good and please him.

instead of being on patrol, it’s a slow day in the office for him, and you’re lucky enough to be kneeling by his side. he’s been exceptionally generous today, giving you a soft princess pillow for your knees and kneeling stool to keep you comfortable as long as possible. your head is resting on his thigh as he types away, his hand drifting down to pet your head occasionally.

there was, however, one issue that had a cold sweat forming on your back. katsuki had you drinking water all morning with not a single chance to relieve yourself. you nudged his thigh with your nose. he looked down to see your pleading eyes.

“i told ya, after this report, daddy can take you to go potty. not til then,” he said.

the slightest whine left your throat.

“keep it up, and you’ll wait longer, bun.”

katsuki pushed his chair back. he gave a sweeping motion of two fingers toward the open space. you left the comfort of your stool and crawled under his desk. he pulled himself back in, legs spread.

“rest.”

despite the discomfort filling your body, you obeyed, fingers curling tightly around the hem of the short skirt flowing down from your waist, the bottoms of your feet pressing into the fat of your bare ass. you nuzzled your face into katsuki’s soft, warm bulge, resting in the space he created. even through his pants, his scent was overwhelming, intoxicating as you breathed him in. he watched your eyes roll and flutter shut as he reached down to pet your head.

“‘s a good girl. gimme just a little more time,” he said. “n’ don’t you dare make a mess on this damn floor. you’ll regret it.”

you nearly jolted as the vibrator he’d left in your cunt that morning turned on again. another whimper escaped your lips. but katsuki was gracious.

“what did i just say, hmm? you can wait.”

your body felt so full as your head swirled with pleasure, spinning from the pressure of the vibrator inside and the fight you had with your body to keep from relieving yourself. after what felt like ages but was really only ten minutes, katsuki closed his laptop and pulled back once more, met with the same sad, glossy eyes.

“don’t look so pathetic. you’re fine. ass up,” he said.

not one to hesitate with release in sight, you crawled out and put your ass in the air, face pressed into the pillow before you as your skirt fell forward, exposing yourself fully to him. katsuki administered a few painful smacks to your ass as your toes curled, and you swallowed hard. you mewled as he pulled out the slick covered vibrator and dropped it by your face, a string of arousal clinging to it before it hit the pillow. your cheeks grew hot.

“tch. can’t tell if you need to piss or cum.” katsuki slid two fingers into your heat.

you bit back a cry as he fingered your cunt hard, feeling you clench around him erratically.

“‘s this what ya really wanted? want me to make you cum?” he asked.

the rough pad of katsuki’s fingers rubbed circles into your aching clit. a small trickle of piss escaped as your orgasm drew closer.

katsuki gave your ass a harsh smack. “what did i fuckin’ say about makin’ a mess on the floor, huh? answer me.”

“daddy i'm sorry, i needa go so bad,” you cried. “please, i wanna be good.”

“cum without pissin’ everywhere n’ maybe you can be,” he sneered.

tears streamed across your face. a quiet moan slipped from you as katsuki’s fingers curled a little more. a shudder ran down your spine.

“you can do it, show me you can be a good girl,” he continued. you could hear the smirk in his tone. “i’ll even walk ya to the litter box n’ hold your hand.”

heat flooded your face. you whimpered. your legs shook when his thick, callous fingers pumped deep into your cunt as his pace increased.

“c’mon baby bunny, cum for me. cum on daddy’s hand. lemme see you fall apart,” katsuki said softly.

your mouth fell open in a pant as you clenched hard around his fingers, orgasm washing over your body in wave after wave with his encouragement.

"that's it, such good girl..." he cooed as he carried you through your climax. "fuck, you're so pretty when you cum, little bun."

katsuki pulled his hand from you, sucking his fingers clean with a small groan. "tch. you’re fuckin' lucky i got shit to get done today, or i'd be throwin' ya on that couch."

as the pressure in your bladder grew once more, you shifted uncomfortably.

"fine, fine." he gave you a playful swat on the ass. "go on."

you crawled across the floor of his office as katsuki trailed behind you, staring at your body on display, to an oversized, lined litter box next to his office bathroom. you looked back at him hesitantly.

"hop in. ya can't piss on the floor," katsuki said with a smirk.

you got in and faced him in a squat, body exposed. as promised, he knelt down and held your hands with a grin as your cheeks burned hot all over again.

"'s okay, sweetie. you can let go." he gave you a kiss on the hand, then on the knee. "you're doin' so well. let daddy see."

you willed your body to relax. relief hit as your warm stream hit the plastic beneath you. katsuki groaned as he watched and gave you a kiss on the forehead.

"that's my girl... my good little bunny."

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thorne93 · 6 years

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Old Flame, New Problems (Part 9)

Prompt: You’re in a serious relationship with Sebastian Stan, when news from your first love informs you that he’s now single and in need of a friend. Will your old flame burn out or will the flames get fanned and consume you?

Word Count: 3531

Warning: language, angst, fighting (verbal), cheating, drama

Notes: This idea came to me when news hit about Hayden and Rachel splitting. Of course I’m sad that a long time relationship such as theirs is ending, but it also means he’s single sooo…Also, no hate towards Rachel. I don’t know her, don’t know what really happened between them, etc. It’s a fic and in no way reflects what I think of either of them or their precious daughter ^.^

Beta’d by my #1 gal @like-a-bag-of-potatoes

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Old Flame Tag: @blackwidow-romanoff @seargantbcky

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“We should hand out candy!” you excitedly said as you went around the apartment tidying up while Sebastian read a script.

“Candy? To kids in Manhattan?” Seb questioned.

“Yeah! Why not? It would be fun! Please!”’

“Anything you wanna do, babe,” he promised with a grin before grabbing your wrist as you were rushing by cleaning. He pulled you close to him on the stool, standing you between his legs. He leaned up and put a soft, sweet kiss on your lips. “I’m happy just being with you,” he said.

Halloween was just in two days time and you wanted to spend it with him. Doing something fun, doing something out and about.

———————

“I’m so excited to see the kids,” you stated. Typically, you weren’t a huge fan of kids, but on Halloween, most kids were either on their best behavior to get candy and treats, or they were little devils trying to play pranks, which you also encouraged.

You were in the master bathroom getting ready. Instead of wearing the same costume twice, you had a second option for the actual day of: Belle from Beauty and the Beast.

Sebastian was getting ready as Leatherface, for some reason he really loved the idea of being scary. A phone call interrupted your session of getting your hair fixed just right and Sebastian applying dark makeup. He picked up his phone.

“Hello?….I’m about to give out candy, why?….No, no can’t they get someone else? I have plans….I know that we’re still trying to promote it…Does it have to be tonight?…Alright. Fine. I’ll see what I can do.”

Your gut dropped. “Everything okay?”

Sebastian hung up, stared at his phone, and sighed. “No…not exactly. Uh, my agent apparently put me on the waitlist for Fallon. So that if anyone cancelled, I’d be their next pick, since I’m in the city.”

“And they want you on tonight?” you summarized, sadness lacing in your voice.

“Y/N,” he sighed. “I didn’t want this. I tried to fight. I’m trying to promote I,Tonya, my agent thinks it’ll be a good idea to get me on. Apparently Dylan O’Brien was supposed to be on, but he’s come down with food poisoning and they asked me to come on.”

You pursed your lips and tried to take a deep breath. You weren’t sure if it was anger…disappointment…sadness…or expectation that hit you.

“Okay…Well you should go,” you tried, a fake smile plastered on your face.

“Y/N,” he said again, reaching for you. “If I could stay I would, you know that.”

You were still applying lipstick while he spoke, determined to go do trick or treat with the kids, with or without him. You snapped the lid back on harshly and turned to him.

“Just like you wanted to celebrate last Halloween with me? Or the last two Valentine’s Days, or the last 2 July 4ths, or the last Thanksgivings…” you listed, reminding him that you hadn’t spent one holiday together.

“What do you want? This is my job,” he reminded, his tone irritated.

“I know that,” you countered, angry. “But of all those times, I offered to come be with you each time and what did I get? ‘No, Y/N, by the time you get here, it will be too late, we’ll be moving on’. So save it.” You turned back.

“You could always come with me, watch the show from backstage,” he offered, his brooding eyes having no light or hope in them that you’d join him, contrary to his voice.

You shook your head. “No, Sebastian. Just go.”

“Babe,” he tried.

“You’re gonna be late,” you said, trying to get him to leave before you blew up on him. You knew it wasn’t his fault, mostly, and offering you to come backstage was a nice gesture, but the fact remained that you were sick of the job always getting in the way.

He nodded slightly, his lips pursing as he backed up and went to his closet.

“Wear the blue one, with the navy tie we got at Macy’s,” you called, your voice light.

He grabbed his clothing and left, probably to change at the studio.

You sighed and stopped putting on the makeup. Maybe tonight should just be you, a scary movie, pizza, and ice cream. Just as you were about to take down your hair, you had a thought.

“Hey, do you have any plans tonight?” you asked via text.

“No, not really. Just watching a Halloween special with Briar,” he shot back. “Why?”

“Well you have plans now,” you responded, giddy.

Finishing up your makeup, hair, and dress, you grabbed a small clutch and threw your phone and wallet in. You dashed out of the apartment and raced to a few stores, praying they had what you were looking for. Then you arrived at Hayden’s hotel door, bags in your arms. You knocked as best you good and he opened the door.

“Nice dress,” he commented, looking at your bright yellow ball gown.

“Thank you,” you responded with a giant smile.

“What’re you doing here?” he asked as he took a few bags from you and escorted you in.

“Saving your Halloween. And Briar Rose’s,” you informed, stepping all the way into the hotel room to find little Briar sitting up watching a Disney show with Mickey and the gang doing something Halloweeny.

“What do you mean?” he questioned, crossing his arms and perching his eyebrows up at you.

“We are going trick or treating,” you stated.

“What? No, Briar’s never been, she’s too little to have candy,” he protested.

“Where is your holiday spirit? Halloween is so much more than candy,” you said as you sat the bags out and sorted through them. “It’s about scaring people senseless, bobbing for apples, drinking cider around campfires, dressing up…Come on, please?” you nearly begged, pouting as you turned to him. “Besides, the candy can be for us.” You turned and winked at him and he laughed.

“Well what about Sebastian? I thought you two were going a few blocks up to hand out candy?” he asked.

The mention of him made you bristle, so you stopped moving through the bags for a second.

“No, he actually had to go do an interview,” you said.

“Oh, I’m sorry,” he offered. “I know you wanted to spend time with him.”

“Yeah, well, that’s life. Now, go put this on, and don’t come out till I tell you to. I got Briar her costume and I want to surprise you,” you stated, nearly bursting with excitement.

“You’re insufferable,” he noted.

“And you’re a prude.”

“Fine, if you’re gonna do this, Briar might as well know who you are,” he said as he put his attention on his stunning daughter. She was so beautiful it made your heart ache, it also reminded you of what you didn’t have with him. “Briar Rose, sweetie, do you know who this is?” he asked as the toddler turned her attention to him.

“It’s Belle!” she nearly shouted as she eyed you as if you were the best prize anyone could ever have.

The two of you laughed. “Not quite. She’s dressed like Belle, but this is actually my good friend, Y/N. She’s going to take you trick or treating tonight. Do you know what that is?”

She shook her head and you replied. “It’s something everyone does for a holiday called Halloween. You get dressed up, you go meet nice people, and you get candy! Doesn’t that sound fun?”

“Yeah!” she cheered as she stood up on the bed and bounced. “Frick or Freat!” she said, not quite able to get the hard “T” going.

You giggled happily and turned to him.

“See? She wants to go,” you insisted.

“You bribed her with dressing up and candy, I can’t win.”

You chuckled. “Go. Get. Dressed,” you commanded.

He rolled his eyes but disappeared into the bathroom with the bag you’d given him. In the meantime, you sat down in front of Briar.

“Hey, sweetie. I have a very special costume for you,” you said, pulling out the costume and showing it to her. You wondered if she’d recognize it.

“Daddy!” she squealed, pointing to the picture on it.

You giggled and nodded. “Yes! Very good! Do you like it?” you asked, worried she wouldn’t even like it and you didn’t want to make her wear anything she didn’t like.

“Yeah!” she said, bobbing her little head happily, clasping her hands together.

“Want me to help you get into it?”

“Pweeze!” she said.

You laughed and said, “Okay.”

You set to getting her PJs off and getting the little outfit on her, making sure it looked just right, thrilled to the bone when it fit perfectly. You got the top piece on her head, pulled her off the bed, stood her beside you, and held her hand, then called out.

“Hay! If you’re ready, so are we!” you exclaimed.

The bathroom door opened and Hayden stepped out in the Prince Adam outfit you’d gotten him. You knew how much he loved Disney and if you were going as Belle, it was only suiting that he be dressed as royalty.

“Oh…my…God,” he gasped before laughing, looking at his child.

“Daddy! I’m you!” Briar Rose said, nearly squealing.

“You dressed my daughter….my little princess…up as Darth Vader?” he asked as he came forward and knelt to eye your handy work. Briar Rose was dressed in the entire thing, except for a helmet, she had this black fabric that laid over her little head with the face entirely open.

“Well, I was thinking Sleeping Beauty, but I thought that was a little too on the nose. Why not make her daughter like father?” you asked rhetorically. “Do you like it?” you wondered, slightly worried he’d hate it.

“I love it,” he breathed. “Briar, gimme your best impression,” he ordered playfully.

“Scoo…Gaaahh…Scoo…Gahh,” she tried, her Darth Vader impression pretty spot on for a toddler.

“So, we ready to go get some candy?” you asked as you picked up a Death Star bucket.

“Jesus, you really went all out,” he noted, taking the bucket and turning it over in his hands.

“What can I say?” you gushed as you picked up Briar and put her on your hip and took the bucket back. “Now, let’s go trick or treating!”

———————–

You went to the same place you were going to hand out candy, Hayden and you walking nearly shoulder to shoulder, with Briar on your hip.

“Oh wow, you all make a great family,” the first woman you stopped at said as she reached to put a handful of candy in the bucket.

Her words felt like ice in your heart, but oddly enough, encased in warmth. A family with Hayden is all you had ever wanted, and you had to admit, having the bundle of joy on your hip and Hayden by your side on one of your cherished holidays felt more amazing than you wanted it to.

“Oh, we’re not a family,” you assured, gesturing between the two of you. Hayden and you awkwardly laughing. “We’re just friends and this is his baby girl.”

“Well you all look beautiful together,” she repeated. “Have a Happy Halloween!” she wished the three of you and you moved on to the next candy stop.

“That was…” Hayden started, nervous laughter tricking out of him.

“Yeah,” you agreed, chuckling yourself.

After that, the trick or treating went rather happily. A handful of people recognized Hayden, and one person recognized you. It was absolutely delightful when they did recognize him and the put together the connection of him and Briar’s costume. It made for some funny and sweet conversations.

It wasn’t getting too late, but Briar was getting fussy and you two were getting hungry for real food, so you decided to head back to the hotel.

You got back to the room, got Briar back in her PJs, Hayden got back into his black shirt and striped pajama pants, and you just sat in your giant Belle ball gown. Briar was now laying down on the bed, with you sitting on the edge, just watching her while she relaxed from the fun filled evening.

“So, we can devour the candy later, but how about some nice dinner before that?” you asked.

“Sounds good, but don’t you wanna eat in something a little less formal?” he teased.

“What’s wrong with what I’m wearing?” you responded, pouting before laughing. “Well I don’t exactly have anything else,” you reminded.

“You could always wear something of mine,” he offered. “I have some shirts, shorts, pajama pants… Whatever.”

“You sure? I don’t want to be a problem.”

“Yeah, you’re right. You wearing my clothes that I’m not currently wearing is really gonna put me out,” he sarcastically responded as he walked over to a drawer in a dresser and pulled on it. You couldn’t help the laugh that came out in response to his snarkiness. “Help yourself.”

You slid off the bed carefully and walked over, opting for a green shirt and pajama pants. “I’ll be right back,” you informed, before dashing into the bathroom. You got out of the dress and gloves and necklace, took your hair down. You’d have to wait till you got home to remove the makeup with the proper products. You came out and borrowed a hanger in his closet to hang the dress, then you came back to find Hayden looking at the room service book on the desk.

“What do you want?” he wondered sweetly as he continued looking at the menu.

“Burger?” you said, question in your tone since you wondered if they had it.

“They do have a burger,” he informed, nodding. “Here, take a look, let me know what you want, and I’ll order it and you find a movie.” He went to hand you the menu and he stopped for a moment, taking you in. “Beautiful as always…” he breathed.

You glanced at the menu, wrote down what you wanted, handed it to him, and turned on the TV. He sat to work calling room service and then laid on the opposite bed of Briar Rose. You went to lay next to her but he stopped you.

“Wait, don’t lay there, you’ll just wake her and then we’ll both have to deal with a cranky Darth Vader,” he stated with a grin. “Come here,” he gently commanded, patting the bed.

You eyed him and worried your lip with your teeth, knowing that lying in bed with Hayden was a more than slippery slope.

“Oh come on, you really think we’re going to do any funny business in front of my toddler?” he rhetorically asked, giving you a bitch face.

Your eyebrows quirked up as you gave a slight side nod and crawled into bed next to Hayden. You tried to keep your distance, at least a foot between you two, but that was uncomfortable seeing as you were nearly falling off the edge.

“Jesus christ, Y/N, I don’t bite,” he commented. Then his lips curled into a smile. “Well, I do, but that never stopped you before. If I remember correctly, you liked it.”

A red hot blush swirled into your cheeks, many…satisfying nights and memories clouding into your mind.

You cleared your throat and then lightly chided, “Hay…”

He raised his hands up in mock surrender. “I’m just teasing. Look, no funny business, I just don’t want you falling off the bed or acting like I carry the plague.”

You sighed and scooted closer, close enough that you could feel his body heat. “You’re right. Sorry… Ijust…”

“No need to apologize.”

Ten minutes into a horror film, the room service arrived, waking Briar, but she was happy to sit up and eat a grilled cheese and tater tots. You watched on in adoration as Hayden helped her with her food and drink. In the meantime, you’d switched it to Hocus Pocus, so it was suitable for her. Once she ate, she passed back out. Prompting you to lay back next to Hayden, who threw his arm behind your head so you two could finish a couple movies. By now, it was getting later, and you needed to head home.

“It’s getting late. I should let you have some time with your daughter,” you said as you stood up, stretching.

“Yeah, Rachel was nice enough to bring her by so I have tonight and tomorrow with her,” he informed, stretching himself as he gazed down at his daughter lovingly.

“Oh, Rachel brought her?” you asked, more to yourself. You hadn’t really given it much thought, but that would’ve been just about the only way Briar Rose would’ve gotten to Hayden.

“Yeah, she said Briar’s missed me and she wanted me to see her so…”

“I bet you’re swelling with happiness,” you noted.

“Absolutely. I miss her so much…all the time.”

You let out a breath of air.

“Well I’ll let you have your time with her. It was so nice to meet her,” you commented happily.

“Thanks for making the night memorable,” he said as he walked you to the door and you grabbed your dress from the closet.

“I’ll just go change,” you said before he gently grabbed your wrist.

“Just wear it home,” he said.

“Are you sure? They’re your clothes. I don’t mind wearing the dress out. It’s still Halloween after all.”

“I’d feel better if you weren’t running around New York in a dress late at night.”

You smiled sweetly at him.

“Alright. But I’m getting these back to you as soon as I can,” you informed sternly, pointing at him.

He laughed. “Okay, whatever you say.” He leaned in and kissed your cheek. “Goodnight.”

“Goodnight, Hayden.”

—————

You made it home safe and sound. Entering the house, you saw Spinee at the door.

“Hey bud,” you greeted. “Do you need to go out?”

“Don’t bother, I’ve already done it,” Sebastian said as he appeared from your bedroom.

“Oh, didn’t know you’d be home,” you said.

“Didn’t know you wouldn’t be. Where’d ya end up going?” he asked.

“I went out. Trick or Treating.”

“By yourself?” he inquired, his brows coming up.

“No, I called Hayden,” you informed, waiting for the blowback.

“I knew it,” he said, pursing his lips. “Why?”

“Because you bailed, Sebastian,” you reminded, getting angry.

“No! I had work!” he countered, his voice raising, pointing at himself.

“So? That means I have to stay here alone? I went out with Hayden and his daughter. Nothing happened,” you informed, your voice dropping into exhaustion.

“Is that why you’re wearing someone else’s clothes?” he accused, eyeing your ensemble.

You glanced down, rolled your eyes, and started toward the bedroom to get into your own clothes. “I didn’t want to be in my gown all night. He offered me some clothes,” you explained.

“And I’m just supposed to believe that?” he asked.

“No, you’re right,” you spat as you turned around from your closet. “I went and fucked my ex right in front of his toddler in his hotel room dressed like fucking Belle,” you stated, raging. You took a deep breath and ran your fingers through your hair. “What happened to the whole ‘laying in a bed alone’ thing? I thought you trusted me?”

“I do. When we aren’t fighting. We fought before you left, and you call him, it sends up red flags. You also didn’t tell me where you were. Had you sent a text or left a message saying you’d be out with him, I’d be fine…but…” He sighed. “But when you just disappear, and show up home in his clothes, I don’t know what to think. It just worries me that when we fight, you go to him, he’s always around.”

“He’s always around because he’s my friend now. So of course when we have problems, he’ll show up. Just like if I had a girlfriend, I’d go to her, but I don’t have any close female friends, so, I reach out to him.”

Sebastian sighed and stepped forward. “I’m sorry…I….”

“I get it,” you interrupted. “No hard feelings. I just missed you, I was mad, and I wanted to go out. All we did was take Briar trick or treating, we went back to his hotel room, watched movies, ordered room service, and that was it. If you must also know, for full disclosure, we laid in bed together, but that was so we didn’t wake Briar.”

Sebastian nodded.

“But that’s all, I swear. Clothes on the entire time, the most touching we had was when we handed each other our plates.”

“I believe you,” he said simply. “I am sorry for everything tonight. For abandoning you…for being all work…for giving you the third degree…”

“It’s okay. You have work, I know, I get it. And I deserve the third degree,” you said with a laugh. “Come on, I’m gonna wipe this makeup off and we’ll go to bed. okay?”

“Sounds like heaven,” he commented.

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