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sluttyissei · 17 hours ago
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THREE'S COMPANY — POLY HCS
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+ warnings: poly relationships (character x reader x character), double pen, degradation, praise, voyeurism, masturbation, face sitting
+ characters: hawks + dabi, kirishima + bakugou, bakugou + deku
+ notes: i don’t like this :| also unedited bc im lazy
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𝐃𝐀𝐁𝐈 + 𝐇𝐀𝐖𝐊𝐒
SFW
- SO PROTECTIVE !!!!!
- keigo’s more obvious about it, goes EVERYWHERE with you, sideyes anyone who even breathes in your direction in a way he doesn’t like
- touya’s more of a subtle protection kind of guy, closes cabinet doors (that keigo always leaves open) so you won’t hit your head, covers table corners with his hand if you bend down to pick something up while the three of you are eating. it’s the little things
NSFW
- a lovely praise/degradation dynamic
- dabi in your ear, calling you a slut while hawks sits in front of you, giving you a warm smile and reminding your that you’re such a good girl
- they’re really big on double penetration (touya likes feeling close to yall)
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“look at you, taking two cocks at once. you’re that much of a slut, huh?” touya’s voice glides past his lips, grazing your ears, sending shivers down your spine just as keigo’s voice floats through the air, soft honeyed tone soothing the harsh rasp of touya’s voice.
“don’t listen to him, pretty girl. you’re doing so well, taking us so— shit— so fucking good.”
he runs a hand along your jaw, following it with his lips, pressing open-mouthed kisses to your sweat-soaked skin. golden eyes meet bright blue ones, and they move in sync, hips gently pushing up, fucking their fat cocks deeper into you. the moan you let out is almost porn worthy, leaving both men chuckling gently before letting out heavy groans.
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𝐁𝐀𝐊𝐔𝐆𝐎𝐔 + 𝐌𝐈𝐃𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐘𝐀
SFW
- actually the cutest dynamic imo
- izuku is surprisingly protective over the both of you
- also gets jealous very easily
- he’s POSSESSIVE!!!! what’s his is his y’know
- loves it when y’all wear his clothes, he thinks it let’s everybody know that the two of you belong to him and no one else
- queue you and katsuki fighting over deku’s clothes </3 “kacchan i have more than one hoodie”
- sobs :((
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- DEKU IS A VOYEUR!!!! baby boy loves watching katsuki eat you out :((
- he could absolutely edge and tease his cock for hours watching you writhe and shake under katsuki’s tongue
- lots of praise !!!!!
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“do that again, kacchan, she likes it when you do that,” izuku rasps, squeezing the base of his fat cock while he watches your thighs shake around katsuki’s head. the blonde reaches up to tweak your nipples, his mouth moving to suck your clit harshly. his hips buck into the air at the moan you let out, cock bobbing heavily and drooling onto his toned stomach.
he reaches up to grip your hips pulling you towards his face till he can barely breathe. you blink your heavy eyes open to see izuku’s eyes focused on you, focused on the way you tits bounce and your back arches, mouth hung open in the prettiest “o” shape. he grins at you, eyes flicking down to katsuki and back up to you again, just admiring how pretty his babies look.
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𝐊𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐌𝐀 + 𝐁𝐀𝐊𝐔𝐆𝐎𝐔
SFW
- sweet bfs (even though katsuki doesn’t show it as much as eijirou)
- katsuki cooks for both of u <3
- eijirou is a gift giver, he always leaves little stuffed animals on the counter for you & on katsuki’s desk at his agency <3
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- they’re def the bfs that makeout on ur pussy. i don’t make the rules.
- tbh if you’re a brat, they’re exactly what you need
- they deal with brats in opposite ways, katsuki’s more strict, while eijirou likes to take a soft approach, being so ridiculously sweet all you wanna do is behave for him :(
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“was it somethin’ we did? you’re not gettin’ enough attention?” eijirou smooths a hand over your forehead, pushing your hair out of your face as you kneel in front of the two of them.
“‘course it’s not. she’s just greedy, ain't that right?”
they both look at you expectantly, watching you stumble over your words, cocks swelling in their shorts as tears well up in your eyes.
“i didn’t mean it- i-“
“shh, it’s alright baby. you’ll just have to make it up to us, right?” eijirou’s eyes flick to katsuki, noticing the desperate, starved look in his eyes.
slowly, gently, he guides your head to katsuki’s cock, whispering a small “that’s it, go ahead,” as you mouth over his bulge.
katsuki groans, one hand reaching out to grip eijirou’s thighs as he growls, “there you go, show us how fucking sorry you are.”
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kingkatsuki · a day ago
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Kabeshiri | Bakugou Katsuki x Kirishima Eijirou x Reader
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𝐤𝐚𝐛𝐞𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐫𝐢 - 𝐬𝐭𝐮𝐜𝐤-𝐢𝐧-𝐚-𝐰𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐬𝐞𝐱, 𝐚 𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐤 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐬 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐛𝐨𝐝𝐲 𝐬𝐭𝐮𝐜𝐤 𝐢𝐧 𝐚 𝐰𝐚𝐥𝐥.
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Kinktober masterlist.
Summary: Chasing after wanted villains Dynamight and Red Riot you find yourself stuck in a very compromising position without back-up.
Pairing: villain!Bakugou Katsuki x villain!Kirishima Eijirou x f!reader.
Warnings: 18+, non-con, kabeshiri, spanking, branding, degradation, both of them fingering you at the same time.
Word Count: 1.2k.
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“Well, well, well. What do we have here.” You heard the unmistakable voice of Dynamight on the other side of the wall as you tried to escape your predicament. 
“Looks like you’re a bit stuck, babe.” The other voice belonged to the Villain Red Riot as you attempted to activate your quirk, the power useless as you were trapped between the debris. One of his explosions had taken down the entire left wing of the abandoned building you’d chased them into, causing the ceiling to collapse on top of you as you activated your quirk just in time. Barely saving your life as the room filled with a mixture of dirt and debris, getting stuck in your throat as you coughed crudely. The pile of rubble so high you weren’t sure how you’d be able to get out without help, the rest of your team out on the streets looking for the same villains you were currently trapped with.
“Please—“ You trembled as you heard both the villains you were trying to apprehend on the other side of the wall, “Back up is coming—“
“Oh yeah?” You heard Bakugou’s voice on the other side of the wall along with the familiar crackle of his quirk, “Then where the fuck are they?”
“Please, just let me go—“
“Hah! Let you go?” Bakugou landed a harsh smack to your ass, the scorching heat of his quirk burning through your hero costume as the flimsy material turned to ash. Exposing your skin to both men behind you as you gasped out in a mixture of pain and pleasure, “Doesn’t look like you’re in any sort of position to be makin’ demands, Princess.”
“Please, you don’t have to do this-” You whimpered when he repeated the motion, feeling the heat of his quirk without a barrier this time as the smack landed on your naked ass, the flesh jiggling under his grip as he left his mark on you. 
“Shit, man. I think you branded her. That’s fucking hot.” You cried out as you felt the other man spank you, this time his palm was hard against your skin, feeling the ridges of it digging into the plush of your behind as he mimicked the motion, “You look so pretty like this, you know.” 
Red Riot’s palm smoothed over your ass almost soothingly as he cooed down at you, fingers softening as he ceased his quirk. Stroking over the mark he’d left on your ass as you continued to cry on the other side of the wall, “Please-”
“Fuck, don’t do that.” You heard Bakugou growl on the other side of the wall, warm hands splayed on either side of your hips as he kept you still, “You can’t fuckin’ see how you look right now-”
“I won’t tell anyone,” Your lower lip trembled as you tried to plead with them, “You can just let me go and no one has to know I found you-”
“And why would we wanna go and do something like that?” Red Riot cooed from the other side of the wall.
You felt his thumb press against your clit as your entire body lurched forward, the wall keeping your body in position as your hands moved to brace yourself. Preventing your head from knocking against the concrete ground. 
“‘m sorry I followed you,” You felt your throat tighten as tears began to clump in your thick lashes, trying to choke back sobs in an attempt to keep your voice steady, “I promise I won’t tell-”
“You shoulda thought about that before following us, little hero.” Bakugou scoffed, pushing one of his thick fingers through your tight ring of muscle as he slipped it inside your cunt. Groaning as he felt your walls begin to squeeze around it, “Fuck man, she’s fuckin’ tight.”
“Aw man, I wanna feel,” You felt Kirishima’s finger slide up from your clit as he pressed against your tight entrance, wriggling it until it slipped into your tight entrance beside Bakugou’s, “Fuck-”
“Told you,” Bakugou scoffed, curling his digit so it scraped against the spongy spot inside you, causing a heat to flood to your cunt, “Dunno how she’s gonna take your fuckin’ cock. You’ll tear her apart”
“No, please- I can’t,” You began to panic at his words, not wanting to be stuck like this, with them-
“Shut the fuck up,” Bakugou growled, giving your ass another smack as you felt both men begin to pump their fingers in and out of your sex at different paces, blunt nails dragging along your velvety walls as you felt yourself writhing against them, trying to get them to press against where you needed them most.
“That was quick,” Kirishima grinned as he felt your wetness coat his finger, making it easier or him to slide another one inside your trembling core.
“So desperate to get yourself off aren’t you? Dirty bitch.” Bakugou followed suit, adding his second finger so you had four of their fingers inside you. Stretching your tight cunt out as you felt them both rut against your ass, allowing you to feel their hard cocks pressing against the bulges in their pants.
“Just fucking do it.” You mumbled, tears spilling down your temples now as you tried to fight back the pleasure, already feeling your body betraying you as they worked you towards your release.
“Where's the fun in that?” Kirishima cooed, moving his other hand to your clit as he began to press sloppy circles against it, “You have no idea how long we’ve been waiting to get you like this.”
“W-what?” You replayed his words in your head, how long they’d been waiting for this?
Their fingers continued to pump inside you as they deliberately focused on the same spongy spot inside you, the extra stimulation to your clit adding to your pleasure as you felt your release beginning to build inside you. 
“Yeah, if you think we’re gonna give up the opportunity to have fun with a sweet, innocent little hero before we let you go, you’re wrong.”
“F-fuck,” You cried out, your legs giving way as you slumped against the wall, your orgasm forcing its way through you in harsh waves as you cried out in pleasure. Your inner walls fluttered around their fingers as they both continued to pump them in and out of your sloppy cunt, helping you to ride out your orgasm.
Your breath came out in harsh pants as you tried to ignore the ache between your thighs, sniffling as fresh tears continued to flow down your cheeks as you heard the familiar sound of zippers unfastening on the other side of the wall, your pleas falling on deaf ears as you felt the tips of their cocks prod against your ass cheeks, leaving silvery lines of pre-cum in their wake.
“I hope you’re ready for this, Princess.” Bakugou rasped as he wrapped a large palm around his thick cock, stroking it along your messy folds before he pressed it against your tight entrance, hearing your breath hitch in your throat on the other side of the wall, “So you can go and tell everyone how it feels to be fucked by a villain.”
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crybabysano · 2 days ago
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don't read too much into this, I just wanted to write about camp counsellor Bakugou so it's prolly shit. 😭 I might fix it tomorrow when I wake up, I might not.
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camp counsellor Bakugou who all the kids at Camp Yuuei love but is a general nuisance to you. you're partners this year so this means that you spend nearly every minute of every day together. He criticizes a lot of your suggestions, he's arrogant and he's so fucking loud but my god is he hot and he's also a fucking tease.
camp counsellor Bakugou who steers you away from the hiking trail so you can suck his cock, has you slurping on his heavy balls as the gravel digs into your knees; you get fingers digging into your scalp as well as rough and messy thrusts of his hips because he wants to spill at least one load of cum down your warm throat before the canoe race. the males and females aren't allowed in each others' cabins after curfew but that doesn't stop him from sneaking you in to feel you up without getting interrupted by one of the rugrats.
the beds can barely hold two people if they lie on their back, that's why he has you pressed up against him back to chest. one of his hands are covering your mouth, the other toying with your pretty pussy. he's so sure the other boys can hear how wet your cunt is and that has him grinning into your neck.
"You're fuckin' soaking my fingers, ma. the thought of getting caught turn you on that fuckin' much?"
You say no but the way you clench around his fingers say something else. He's thumbing circles into your puffy clit, rutting his erection against your ass as you try to keep it down, his hand that was previously covering your mouth is now tugging and pinching your cute nipples. he knows he could fuck you right then but these fucking beds squeak loud enough to wake the dead. everyone would definitely know he in there laying the pipe.
don't worry though because every day at three in the afternoon to five, you get a little break and you both usually spend it in the old storage cabin. Bakugou has you braced against the wall, hands gripping your thighs as he stuffs your creamy cunt with his fat cock. your hands are scrabbling at his back as the head of his dick pounds against your bundle of nerves. you beg him to slow down and he says he can't, says he wants you to drain his cock before the dinner bell rings.
camp counsellor Bakugou who volunteered you both to stay back and clean the mess hall uses that time to make you cum on his tongue. His fingers dig bruises into your spread and trembling thighs as he lets you grind your bare pussy in his face. his lips are glistening with spit and your arousal as he easily slips two fingers in when you start begging for him to fill you up, cooing at you in faux sympathy.
camp counsellor Bakugou likes stealing your panties and walks around with them in his back pocket. says he's doing you a favor but really he's just hoping to see his cum drip down your thigh during the counsellor bonfire. his social energy is pretty much nonexistant after a long day of dealing with people's kids so he doesn't usually stay long at those things. the two of you sneak off from these bonfires a lot just so he can have you bounce on his cock. His head tips back as your fuck yourself on this thick length, your blunt nails dragging down his chest and catching his nipples has him thrusting up into your tight heat, big hand leaving stinging and impatient slaps on your ass.
"C'mon pretty, make me cum. give me something to remember you by when you leave."
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Bakugo Katsuki x Chubby!Reader *
Summary: Sometimes, all Bakugo wants to do is sit back and play a game with his friends, but sometimes you have other games you like to play.
CW: non-mentioned breeding, lowkey breeding kink, rough sex, blowjob, pregnancy, cum eating, facial, creampie, overstim, brief unconsciousness, slight voyeurism, brat taming? (I've never written brat taming before so I don't know if this counts). Word Count: 2426 | Edited version | Minors DNI
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It was a quiet afternoon. Your boyfriend was playing a zombie game you couldn't remember the name of, but you still sat beside him and watched. You decided to play Animal Crossing to pass the time, but once all your dailies were done, you got bored. You ran around on your island for a while before you turned it off and began to cuddle into his side. He put an arm around you and hummed to you in acknowledgment, but was otherwise focused on the game.
"Why can't we play together, Katsu?" You hated being bored when he was there. You knew he liked to play with his friends, but sometimes you couldn’t help but feel needy. You wanted his attention, you wanted this time to be your time.
He grunted in response, his eyes only on the screen as he and his friends played through what looked to be an easy-going part of the game. “Because we’re working on getting to the next act. We gotta do it today before Shitty Hair leaves for a week,” he said.
You pouted and tried cuddling up to him more, but it became awkward with his hands on the controller instead of holding you. You made a small huff and crossed your arms, stewing in the disappointment of not getting his attention. Then you got an idea.
Bakugo barely noticed when you got up and left, very much into the game he was playing with his friends. They were playing through the levels and dying a lot, mostly due to Kaminari not taking it too seriously at times. Kirishima and Sero were decently good and got annoyed at Kaminari until he got serious. Once they were all on the same page, they still died from time to time but it was getting better.
You waltzed back into the room with a skirt on, which Bakugo always loved because he got to see your thick thighs a lot better. He gave you a glance, but you wanted more. Already sure of your plan, you sank onto your knees in front of him. You put your hand on his thigh just to get his attention, which it did, then you slid it up to his crotch and began lightly palming him.
"The fuck are you doin'?" he grunted, looking down at you for a moment before back up at the game.
You heard some muffled, whiny response in his headset but you sighed. Someone must have thought he was talking to them and not you. " 'm bored, Katsu. Play with me."
He stared at the screen, still playing without a hitch. So you moved on to pull his sweats down. He didn't move to make it any easier on you, which was alright, you could manage. You went ahead and pulled his boxers down too, pulling out his semi hard cock and began pumping it. You watch it, laying your cheek against his thigh. The soft spot on your face squished in a way you knew he loved. "Fine, I'll play by myself," you huffed softly.
You could tell your touch affected him, he was a little more frigid and tense. His jaw clenched, but he never took his eyes off the screen. The controller in his hand made a little squeak as he held it just a little too tight. You saw him go to take his headset off but you stopped.
"No, by all means, keep playing," you said, a little smirk in your voice. You took your hand away and Bakugo looked at you as if you had just said you were the Queen of England. You got him hard and then you were going to stop? That wasn't okay, that wasn't cool. But you'd clearly taken over the room, and if you said play the game now, that was what he would have to do to get you to continue. So he held the controller and swallowed hard, looking at the loading screen.
"We ready?" Sero asked.
"Yeah," Bakugo said lowly. "Let's get this over with."
As they moved onto the next level, you grabbed his cock and pressed your thumb into the prominent vein on its underside. He held back a groan and you smiled up at him as if you were just so innocent.
It went on like that for a few minutes before his tip met your warm mouth. The taste of precum on your tongue made you hum with satisfaction. You no longer looked up at him to see what reactions he would hold back because you had a new focus.
His cock was long and thick, narrowing out to a red mushroom tip. You loved to suck on it first, as if you had a candy you couldn't resist. Then you used your tongue to wet the rest of his cock so you could take more. Sucking him off was always a chore, but one that was so fun. You wanted to take your time with him, and you had all the means to do so now that his hands were occupied. So you took him slowly, moaning around him as you went along.
He was struggling to hold back the moans that you were trying to draw out of him. He refused to let a sound out into his mic. He wasn’t going to let that happen. He was going to play the game as if nothing was happening, which was not going well.
Once he hit the back of your throat, you began to pull back. You hadn't even taken all of his cock, but you didn't care. You were going to take as much of it as you wanted. You hollowed your cheeks and came back to his cockhead, swirling your tongue on him. He knew what that meant and he braced himself, biting his lower lip rather harshly.
You began bobbing your head up and down his shaft faster than he expected, but you always liked to do that. You loved setting one pace and switching gears into another. You loved to tease. Sometimes he hated you for it, other times he couldn't help but love it.
"Oh fuck," he groaned breathlessly. His aim was getting shaky, his shots were ineffective. He refused to look down at you as he tried to get back to where he was before. He had momentarily forgotten that others could hear him, though.
"You okay, Bakubro?"
He didn't answer, knowing if he did it would be just as ragged as his last statement. He glanced down at you and admired the way your fat cheeks looked even fatter stuffed with cock. You took the base of his cock in your hand and squeezed it, causing his head to fall back and a stifled groan to come out.
“What’s happening over there?”
You would grin if you could. What wasn't in your mouth, you gently pumped. You couldn't wrap your hand around the base entirely, but you sure did try. You felt him throb and knew he was getting close. He knew it too. So you went faster.
Then he came. He moaned loudly. His eyes rolled up, his finger pushed down on the trigger button, and he filled your mouth. Some went down your throat, but the rest stuffed your cheeks, spilled past your lips, and fell down between your breasts. He looked down at you as you pulled away, eyes going up from your low-cut top to your pretty lips that tried to hold in all of his cum. You struggled to swallow it all and some dribbled down your chin. You sat there until you got down what you could, then licked your lips and smiled at him.
You didn't say a word as he panted into his mic. You turned and bent over the coffee table, resting your head in your hands and watching the TV as if ready to watch him play. His character wasn’t moving, being attacked by the undead enemies he was supposed to be taking down.
He caught his breath, looked up, and continued to play. He caught up to the group. He still said nothing to them. He played with a little shake in his hands, but he was otherwise doing good. He could see movement from the table, but he tried to ignore it.
Then he looked down and saw it. Your skirt had slipped up to reveal you we wearing no panties and your wet, puffy pussy was out on display for him. It was glistening, calling to him. His cock was nowhere near soft and it throbbed as he thought of burying it in you. Then you shook your ass, not looking at him to see if he was looking.
He looked up, his character was dead, just that fast, and surrounded by zombies, so he threw his controller to the side. "To hell with it."
He smacked your ass hard and you yelped. He flipped your skirt up as he got on his knees behind you. He rubbed his cock over your slit, getting it wet for just a moment before he decided that would take too long. He plunged into you, sliding in with little difficulty. Your moan was like music to his ears.
"Fucking soaked from sucking me off," he grunted, grabbing your hip in one hand. He pressed his fingers into the tender flesh and listened to you whine. His other hand went to your head and pushed it down on the table. "S'fucking bored, huh? Not anymore."
He began to plow into your tight, wet pussy without care. His hips smacked into your ass roughly, which you knew would come out sore later. He left nothing out this time either. He buried his cock into your hole all the way to the hilt. You became a moaning mess under him, little tears even came to your eyes.
You clawed at the table, only able to hold onto the edge as you were being fucked. You tried meeting his thrusts, but you were so out of tune, you lost any rhythm you could have had with him. You could barely move anyway, so you sat there and took it blissfully.
"Couldn't find anything to do, just had to come fuck with me," he growled. He sounded mad, but he wasn't all that upset. Just frustrated. Maybe he had been a little annoyed in the beginning, but watching you fall apart on his cock was washing that away. "Gonna give you something to do. Fucking fill this pussy and give you something to do other than fuck with me."
You tried to ask him what he meant, but you couldn't even find the words. You babbled instead, nonsense and little syllables falling from your lips with the drool. Strings of moans replaced words.
He slapped your ass and watched it move, biting his lip as it turned him on even more. He did it again and groaned, watching it turn red. "Thought you could get away with that shit," he scoffed and started pounding you harder. "Not gonna happen again."
You were crying, trying to tell him you were about to cum. You didn't have to say anything, though. He felt the vice grip your cunt had on his cock. The way it was trying to keep him deep inside you. Then you screamed as you came around his cock, cunt squeezing him for everything he had.
When it was over, you sat there limp on the table, eyes rolled up as he rocked you over the table. He continued to fuck you as small whines left your messy mouth. He was merciless, quickly sending you into an oversensitive state, but you could do nothing about it. At that point, he was using you like a toy.
He brought you all the way back up to your high, your soft cries and curling toes the indication, other than your tight cunt, that you were going to cum again. So he made three more deep, hard thrusts into your drooling pussy and came right up against your cervix. He smacked your ass and you came, milking every drop from his cock.
Your cunt was still squeezing him when he realized you'd passed out laid over the table. He slipped his cock out of you and stuffed himself back into his pants, then sat back on the couch. He took a long look at his handiwork, your plush body laid before him in a state of disarray, but you were quiet and sweet as you slept there. Your cunt was a mess, his thick cum leaking out and your inner thighs covered in your own slick. He smirked as he grabbed the controller.
"We gonna beat this shit or what?" he asked. He'd never taken his headset off. He'd been too preoccupied to do such a thing.
No one said anything, but the level was loading.
Then, "didn't know she could be so powerful over you, Kacchan." Denki liked to tease when he knew nothing about what he was talking about. But the others laughed all the same. Until…
"I don't hear any of you gettin' your dicks wet," Bakugo barked. He loaded in and began leading the campaign while the other three sat and looked down at their unattended hard ons.
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You sat cuddled up to Bakugo as he played a game with his friends, one arm around you as he held the controller in both hands. You played on your switch and collected shells and talked to villagers while he shot away at the enemy. From time to time, you reached over to the coffee table and took a chip or two to eat. Then a spoonful of whatever god-forbidden concoction you'd asked Bakugo to make for you.
He still couldn't stand the smell of whatever it was that you were eating with your chips, so much so he'd almost refused to make it for you. But then you got teary-eyed and said, "but it's what the baby wants!" At which point he comforted you and said he'd make you anything you wanted.
Now you both sat comfortably on the couch while he barked orders at his friends and you satisfied the hour's strange craving. When he had a spare moment between levels, he put his hand on your belly, which he was always amazed to see as it grew everyday, and kissed your head. He knew soon, you both wouldn't have time for these silly little video games, but at least you wouldn't be bored anymore.
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myherokatsuki · 2 days ago
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Alive! | Bakugou Katsuki x Reader
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Pairing: Pro Hero Bakugou Katsuki x Pro Hero f!Reader Word Count: 997 Warnings: 18+, public sex, unprotected sex, rough sex, creampie, marking
Summary: After a rough battle leaves you both shaken, all you want is your fiance’s touch, and Dynamight feels the same, leading to desperate lovemaking while the adrenaline still courses through you.
a/n: Based on the request: “Crazy "yay we're alive" sex after defeating a villain?“ for @super-predictable98
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Your heart was still racing as the police swarmed the group of fallen villains at your feet, their voices muted by the rush of blood in your ears. You vaguely registered one of them asking if you were alright, but you only had eyes for your partner.
Dynamight stood across the street from you, his chest heaving as he caught his breath, looking as battleworn as you felt, though he didn’t appear to have any major injuries. Despite the thickening crowd of fans and onlookers gathering, trying to catch his attention, he ignored them, his gaze swiveling, searching the growing sea of faces for one in particular.
When he caught sight of you, his expression softened slightly, relief filling him before his brows knit together once more in annoyance and he waded out into the milling throng, pushing his way to you purposefully.
“Come on, they’ve got this,” he growled low in his throat, quickly leading you away from the scene, his fingers trembling on your arm, and you were only too glad to go.
As soon as you were alone, away from prying eyes, hidden down some back alley, Bakugou’s hands were all over you, hastily searching you for injuries, concern filling his taut expression. “You alright?” he asked gruffly, his eyes boring into yours, and you quickly nodded.
“‘M fine, just some bruises and cuts. You?” you countered breathlessly, taking his face between your hands to inspect his black eye and busted lip. Once the fight had started, you’d been separated, unable to come to each other’s aid.
“I’m alright now,” he murmured and you watched his adam’s apple bob before his mouth was on yours, kissing you desperately, as if afraid he’d never see you again.
Adrenaline surged through you afresh as you met the bruising caress of his lips with your own, each fervent kiss a clatter of teeth and warring of tongues, soft moans swallowed eagerly. With a gasp you broke the kiss as your back collided with the brick wall behind you.
“Need you, right now,” Bakugou groaned, tearing at your clothes like a man possessed. “Need you so bad, Princess.”
The hoarse rawness of his voice made your knees weak, arousal burning through you, hot and heavy, pooling between your thighs, and you clutched at him, keening as his mouth found your pulse point and sucking, drawing a swiftly darkening bruise to the surface, marking you as his while his hands fumbled at his belt, hastily discarding his gauntlets before freeing his throbbing length.
“Please. Please, Katsuki—” you panted, your body practically humming with need. “Need you inside me, baby, please,” you begged, feeling you might go mad if he didn’t touch you soon.
“God, fuck, you’re so hot,” he growled, lifting you easily and pinning you against the wall while you obediently wrapped your legs around him, anchoring yourself in place.
“Please fuck me, Katsuki,” you whined, your arms tightening around his broad shoulders.
“Don’t have to ask me twice, sweetheart,” he huffed, thrusting up into you, bringing a choked moan to your lips that he eagerly swallowed as he filled you, his lips slotting with yours as he began thrusting, an animalistic fervor to his rutting, each snap of his hips to yours forcing you into the rough brick behind you, rubbing your back raw through your clothes, though you barely felt it past the sweet ache of being stretched so suddenly.
Each time he moved in you, his cock plunging into your velvety depths, the ridge of his thick head caressed that tender spot inside you, swiftly bringing you to the precipice, your pleasure waiting just out of reach.
“Deeper, baby. Feels so good,” you babbled, your mouth falling open as he kept his unrelenting pace, sweat now rolling down his temples, sticking his blond locks to his damp forehead.
“Yeah, make me feel alive, babe,” Bakugou breathed, grunting softly as he pressed his forehead to yours, his movements shuddering, belying how close he was.
“Yes!” you cried, pulling him closer, your breaths mingling, each little gasp and whine spurring him on. “‘M so close, fill me baby, want your cum, Katsuki.”
“Don’t worry, you’re gunna get it,” he groaned, smirking, “but first you need to come. C’mon Princess, come for me,” he growled, his words a command as his thrusts became sloppier and you had no choice but to obey, the heat building inside you reaching a fever pitch, your pleasure spilling over, tipping you over the edge with it, your mind going blank.
Throwing back your head against the wall behind you, you let out a cry as your climax washed through you in waves as Bakugou rode you through it. Finally able to let himself go, he spilled his seed inside you in white ropes, painting your walls with each slowing rock of his hips til he crushed you between him and the wall, trembling inside you as he buried his face against your neck, panting heavily.
“God, I love you,” you sighed, running your fingers through his hair, your stomach twisting at the thought that you might’ve lost him.
“Love you too,” he whispered against your skin, the words barely audible before he pulled back to let you down, holding on to you to steady your legs.
“Let’s get back, I wanna clean that cut,” you murmured brushing your fingers over his split lip while he tucked himself back into his trousers and fixed his belt.
“Hmph, good thing you’re a little beat up or people might talk bout this,” he snorted, caressing the side of your neck where he’d marked you.
“Yeah, pull that stunt again and I’ll have to punish you, Lord Dynamight,” you huffed, though your words held no bite.
“I’d like to see you try, Princess,” he replied, barking a laugh, steering you back toward the mouth of the alleyway once you were decent, anxious to return to the office now that you’d gotten that out of your system.
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bakupolyqueen · 2 days ago
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Bakugou would be both terrible and amazing at aftercare. He’d be running around getting you cold water and snacks, then roll his eyes while handing them to you. No, he definitely didn’t spend 20 minutes in the kitchen preparing this charcuterie board. He just had this laying around, damn idiot! Would be so busy with that he forgot about the mess between your legs so you go to do it but then he comes running back like “Tch, dumbass you aren’t doing it right!” And giving the softest rubs and kisses to your thighs and tummy because he feels sort of guilty.
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levworship · a day ago
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ask: meanie best friends bkg and kiri who won't stop bugging you til you end up squished between them and split open on their pro!hero cocks 🥺 -crybabysano
note: sorry if you’ve seen this already. tumblr is acting up for me :/ i thought reposting may help.
cw: butt stuff, they’re mean :( and pushy, oral (f. receiving), overstim
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it started off not so innocently too. just a little friendly competition to figure out “who can make a chick cum fastest?” but of course they had to even out the playing field! different girls react differently, yaknow?
you didn’t have time to evaluate the legitimacy of that story though. not when they were already grinning down at you with the same sinister smiles that never failed to intimidate you. basically shove you into kiri’s bed so they could get right to work.
poor idiot bullies couldn’t even keep up with their story, because the moment katsuki sees eijirou licking at your cunt and making you squirm he just couldn’t resist :( dives in right after him, tongue circling your clit while kiri plays with your pretty folds.
make you cum so many times that you lose track <3 eijirou’s and katsuki’s lips meeting in a sloppy kiss before he practically tosses your sore, twitching body onto the red head’s. spits on your cute ass, smearing it around before shoving a thumb into your waiting hole while eijirou pants hotly at the feeling of your wet cunt right against his cock.
yeah. yeah.
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thirsts and requests for haikyuu and bnha are open.
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citrus-simp · 11 hours ago
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The classic - kid walking in while having sex scenario , with bakugou for request please !
{AN}-> ahh very classic indeed ~
Warnings: sex; smut, language, getting walked in on, established relationship, proceed with caution!
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1 am, the perfect time for you both to be doing this you shouldn't. In fact, it used to be one of your favorites because according to Katsuki
"While everyone's sleeping, you'll be screaming" and he loved it
The perfect time your son could potentially wake up and be scared for life….but right now that wasn’t on your mind.
“K-katsuki~mm what are you doing?" you shift in your spot as you felt your husband begin to grin against your ass. His strong hands travel over your body giving a few squeezes every now and then. Your eyes were still closed and you were still very comfortable in sleep at the moment
"Nothin'...like feeling you..." he said in his husky morning voice. Oh god, that would always make you melt without fault. However, right now, sleep was just a bit better at the moment. "Soft...warm...sexy" he pulled you much closer and now you felt exactly what was keeping him up
" 'Suki not now, Kenji can hear," you said stretching your limbs from the tips of your toes to your fingers.
"He's sleeping right now," he said as his lips find the nape of your neck "come onnnn" he whines pulling you closer and grinding more into your ass
God, you had to admit he really did know how to move his hips. And he was really turning you on. You open your eyes completely and thought '...fuck it.' You flip over onto your other side and crash your lips onto his. Pulling you closer as your lips and tounges. He pulled your leg so that it hooked over his hip, his large hand traveling down to your ass, giving it a firm squeeze.
"That's more like it," he said in a low husky tone sitting up with you in his lap. His lips never lost contact with your skin as he pulls your shirt off. Exposing your breasts to the cool night air, making quick due with his shirt he puts you back onto the bed and half-way rips your pants off
"I know you're wet for me already" he smirks "Besides we gotta make this a Lil quick" and just to his surprise when he spreads your knees there it was in all its glory. He smirks in a victorious way at his prediction.
"Touch yourself for me baby" he whispers taking his pants and boxers off. You honestly loved it when he asked you to touch yourself. He'd watch you while he pumped himself and he would just make you feel like the sexiest thing on this planet
"Like this?" you ask as your hand slides down your body and you begin to pleasure yourself as your hips roll against your hand
"Oh yeah, just like that baby" after getting himself hard he easily aligns himself with your entrance as you stop your movements and he slides in slowly. So slow it was unbearable but also felt like paradise. Using his quick reflexes he pins your wrists above your head as he begins to thrust into you. Gods he was perfect in every kind of way. He was big, and it wasn't a secret, had the perfect girth and slight curve upward that hit your g-spot perfectly
"Ah, Suki! Right there!" you mewl his head dives down to suck on your breast as his thrusts become quicker and harder
"Yeah, baby? Do you like that? How...how about one more...one more baby? I'll fuck a baby into you right now" he growled as he could feel you tightening around him.
"Y-yes Katsuki! M-more!" you could feel your sweet orgasm coming so close and yet....nothing.
"Mama?" you hear a small voice following the squeak of your bedroom door. Katsuki makes a fast move to throw the over you both before your son could see anything. Katsuki groans lowly both from still being inside you and from the interruption. He slowly slides out and moves off of you with a dissatisfied sigh
"Shit" you whisper "What is it, baby?" you ask grabbing Katsuki's t-shirt and slipping it on in the dark
" tummy hurts." he pouts making your heart melt
"Awwh sweetheart," you throw your legs over the edge of the bed and turn your lamp on
"Just go take a shit, you should feel better," your husband said throwing his arm over his eyes. You walk to your son and pick him up with a kiss on his head and walk down to the kitchen to get him some medicine. After some medicine, a little bit of tea, and tucking him. Little did you know Bakugou was at the door frame gazing at your bare ass as you stood up again. You had forgotten your panties and he was ready to finish what he had started.
Walking back to him he lays a spank to your ass followed by
"Get your ass back in bed, I'm not done yet"
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wwwcapricorncom · a day ago
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“What Do You Want!?” “To See What Your Insides Look Like!”
                                                Final Part !
Ghostface Series Part 1| Ghostface Series Part 2| Ghostface Series Part 3 (this one)
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➥➥Kinks included- *Very dark themes*, Oral (F and M Receiving), fingering, CNC, cucking, voyerism, exhibitionism, bondage, knife play, full nelson, smacking, hair pulling, choking, spitting, dacryphilia, Double penetration, anal & anal play such as rimming, squirting, real aggressive sex. Harsh name calling as well.
Description: That’s definitely not your boyfriend and yet it feel so good.
Can you tell ?? ;0
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You should have known something was wrong as soon as you realized there was a figure kneeling over you as you groggily woke up out of where you slept on your stomach in bed. Initially, you render it to be your cheeky boyfriend, croaking his name out as you rub your eyes about to turn around. You didn’t understand then that it couldn’t be your boyfriend, him being prone to waking you up as he barrels through the house every time he comes in.
Too sleepy to connect the dots, it's not until cold nimble fingers are placed firmly on your shoulder blade, keeping you from turning around that you know- your boyfriend is always warm. Your blood runs cold as you go stiff under the man, the bed is the only thing making noise under his shifting weight.
“W-who are you?” You manage out, still as a fucking board and a cold chuckle erupts from the man’s throat.
“It wouldn’t be much fun if I told you.” He says and at this you're throwing a sharp elbow to the man’s face, scurrying from under him when you hear him inhale roughly. You’re flying off the bed to get to the door of your room and are just about to yank it open when a large, gloved hand slams it closed. The other gripping the back of your neck and squeezing it so hard that you squeal.
“That was so fuckin’ bratty of you.” He snarls as he flips you around and only then can you get a good look at him. He’s wearing a, sadistically covered in blood, Ghostface mask with a long sleeve black shirt underneath. His voice under the guise of another no doubt being modified. He presses his forearm to hold you in place at your collarbones as you glare at him, “let me the fuck go-
You start but he’s tapping a sharp knife to the mouth of the mask uttering a long, “shhhhhhhh sh sh sh.” Your mouth runs a bit dry, fear courses through your veins at the upper hand this man definitely has now as he laughs again. His chest rising and falling, his lean muscles on full display through the tightness of the shirt as he moves the knife closer to your face.
“Don’t tell me you're scared of this? That's not true is it.” He states as he taps the weapon on your cheek and you gulp slightly before the sharp metal tip is lightly scratching into your skin. He pulls it further down, dragging it to the bottom of your chin, making your chest rise and fall with rugged vigor. Fearful, but intrigued all the same, as he pulls the weapon down the front of your neck and stops in between the valley of your breasts.
You can't see it but he's smirking under the mask, making the knife catch on the material of your lace bra before it pierces through. Your bra rips open and your breasts spill out, making you gasp as you try to move away from his hold. He only snickers at this, your attempts are beyond futile, as he pushes you down on the bed.
Your hands are bound tightly behind your back no sooner as he positions you at the foot of the bed, tying your ankles together next. You aren’t any stranger to rope play, and you can tell neither is this man. The knots are meticulous and the restraint they create are strong and utterly tight. Even so, you wiggle and squirm trying to loosen them or find one that is faulty and willing to give way when he speaks again, “you’re always so disobedient.”
He’s yanking you up by your hair now, “I hate that.” He sneers into your ear as he straddles your back, the ache in your scalp only multiplying as he strains to hold you in place. The cold knife is felt again on the side of your thigh and your squirming stops as it moves farther and farther up your supple skin, the pointy weapon providing a dizzying juxtaposition to the slight piercing, tickling sensation it is actually producing. You like this too much, you think, what would your boyfriend think if he knew.
You don’t know it but the man will not dare to actually pierce into your beautiful skin. He knows better than to leave those kinds of scars on your body, either way he’ll surely be marking your body soon just in a different manner. He roughly dips the blade under the side of your panties and you can hear the fabric screaming under it, fibers snapping as he slices it to ribbons.
“All the fake fighting in shit only for you to be this goddamn wet already. Did you really think I was your little boyfriend?” He mocks, crying out your boyfriend's name like you had done earlier and heat rises to your face.
“He-he’ll be here soon!” You lie through your teeth, you don’t know when the fuck your boyfriend will be home, but it just seems like a good thing to say, to maybe make him retreat. Is that what you want?
He’s unfazed though, more excited even, as he props your legs open as much as they can, “well then let’s see how far we get before he comes along because you see dear I think you're this wet allll for me.” With that his eyes burn holes into your body, admiring you in this convoluted position. Seeing you all bound and helpless before him is such a power trip especially with how snarky you normally are. Your hands cutely behind your back, tied all the way to the elbow while your ankles are equally restrained together. Flat on your stomach and naked to the touch.
You know you shouldn’t like what comes next, but something about it is so delicious. The man brings a large palm down on your asscheek, causing you to yelp out a cry not because you are in pain but because it startles you. “C’mon I know your dirty little boyfriend is at least a bit harsher to you.” This should have frightened you, the fact that he knows the mannerisms of your intimate life, but before you can answer he’s cracking his hand against your fleshy ass again and you’re mewling.
“That’s funny y/n. It almost sounds like you like it.” He teases as he slaps the skin again, harder, making you wince and wither in demented pain and pleasure. “Your boyfriend pampers you too much and I’m not going to do that.” Another smack with jolting force makes you clench your teeth. It’s true too, your boyfriend isn’t as rough as you know you can handle. He always says he never wants to get carried away, too scared to hurt you, but you wonder seriously if he’d ever give you what you want.
“Do I know you?” you shakily ask and the man hums as he rubs the rising, wilted flesh of your ass.
“Are you trying to find a justification for liking this?” His question comes out smug and you're red in the face just as your ass is. You try to seem serious when you shake your head in disagreement, but you know you must look like a liar as he starts to grope at your ass more harshly. The skin is soft, he feels that even through the gloves he has on and by god does he want to devour you. It was getting harder to wait, for fucks sake he should be allowed to do a bit more than this right?
He should, he decides as he testingly runs his pointer finger up and down your slit and you arch off the bed in surprise, “I’m trying to wait until your boyfriend gets here, but you’re making this so hard.” He growls as he yanks your hips up, so that you're pathetically in doggy. Knees doing all the work since you are restrained, upper body still resting on the bed, you are now utterly exposed to him. Your whole core at the mercy of his eyes as you glisten and throb under his intense gaze, “can I start or do you want me to wait until your boyfriend gets here, hm? Either way he’ll be watching.”
You gulp at this, your stomach is twisting in suspense and anticipation at his words. You are starting to understand that he isn’t here to hurt you and his mannerisms are starting to become a bit familiar. If this is what you are thinking then you are...overjoyed. Even so, you're too jumbled up inside to make a decision based on the little that you know and he knows this.
“We can start early, why don’t we?” He decides for you and you whimper, more excited than before, as you squirm which makes him slap your pussy.
“O-ow!” You shockingly babble and he's rolling his eyes, smacking you again which makes you moan.
“I know you can take more than this, so be a good slut and take it.” He instructs as he shoves two fingers inside you, truthfully making you wince. They’re so long and it's proving to be a tight squeeze, but not for long. The lack of regard for prepping you has you leaking all over him, making fingering you all the more easy. He’s quiet for a moment, so sooo entranced by how beautiful your cunt is and how hot it looks stretching out on his fingers. How dare his buddy keep you all to himself for such a long time. There is no way he is holding back now.
“Oh my go-
You stop yourself by biting your lip as he nudges his fingertips into your needy gspot and he can’t help how his mouth drops open a bit as you subconsciously arch into his fingers to feel the prodding again. His mental restraints snap as he grips your asscheek to spread it apart to start cramming his fingers as far as humanly possible in you, curling into your most sensitive spot.
“Look at you, such a dirty bitch.” The harsh words mixed with the harsh fingering has you twitching while little moans start to fly out of your mouth. Your squelching is so loud that he almost misses the unlocking of the front door, almost. He stops abruptly and you whine loudly before you can even protest, let alone realize that you’re protesting, he is hopping off of the bed so stealthy. He shoves his hands in his pockets to bring out duct tape which he expertly rips and slaps across your mouth. After, he stretches his lean body out before looking down at you, “show time.”
You're shocked until he leaves the room, what follows is loud grunts and thumps before he kicks the door open with his foot, tsking “fuckin’ hell you both are a lot of work.” He has your boyfriend in hand, more like has your boyfriend's hands behind his back as he shoves him to sit in the desk chair. He makes sure it's directly facing you as he works to restrain him to it which proves hard since your boyfriend is fighting and yelling, “y/n d-did this prick hurt you?”
A laugh bubbles out of the masked man when you sporadically shake your head ‘no’ without even realizing how crazy you are being.
“See she likes it and I haven’t even done much. Why don’t I fill you in?”
With that he returns to the position on the bed over you, making sure to tug your ass back in the air all the while your boyfriend is yelling out protests to get his hands off and away from you. You’re wide eyed, staring into his beautiful eyes when you feel the anonymous man's fingers prodding at your entrance again. The way your eyes flutter can't be controlled as he skillfully remembers exactly where the spot is that makes you arch and twitch.
“We’ve gotten a bit acquainted.” The man chuckles as he slaps your ass aggressively which makes your boyfriend's eyes twitch. He can’t believe his eyes. He has never seen you like this in all the times he's ravished you, too scared to show you how nasty he has thought about treating you. But now seeing you all tied up, naked, and with your ass in the air while some stranger is two fingers deep in you stirs something in him.  
“Look how fast I make your whore girlfriend cum.”
Your eyebrows are furrowed inward as your eyes unfocus on your boyfriend. He knows that face too well, he knows you are cumming on that asshole’s fingers, almost on command which makes the man let out a low impressed whistle. When you are done and panting hard under the rough duct tape he smacks your pussy which is puffy and sensitive, causing you to squirm and hips to fall.
He smacks the side of your face as soon as the tops of your thighs meet the bed sheets and your boyfriend is yelling again, angrily, but the man just ignores him “did I tell you to fucking let your legs fall?” When you don't answer he smacks you again, adding a bit more force to the point where it stung and it's enough to pull you out of the shocking orgasm you just had. You're shaking your head rapidly and he hums in approval, watching as you arch yourself again.
“You see how she's getting ready for me? This is what happens when you don’t properly discipline a bitch.” He’s talking to your boyfriend now, but you whimper at how harsh he is being to you. What will it take for you to get some praise, you sickly think, as you wag your ass for him which even surprises him.  
“Looks like somebody wants to please their Master, huh? I didn’t know you were this nasty y/n. You must be a handful for your boyfriend. That’s okay, I'll teach him a thing or two.” With that you hear the bed creaking again before teeth are digging deeply into the swell of your asscheek which makes you squeal against the adhesive tape on your mouth.
“D-don’t fucking mark her!” Your boyfriend yells, but the strain in his pants betrays him entirely. He is enjoying this too, watching as the man sucked and bit the same flesh he often ran his hands, lips, tongue over. He is fucking tainting you so perfectly. You on the other hand are so deeply invested in how his teeth dig into you and how hard he sucks the skin into his mouth that you are reeling, drunk even, and waiting for what he is to do next.
Your eyes are squeezing shut when feeling his long tongue curl under you pussy to land on your clit, whole mouth open and drooling on you as he makes a show of quite literally having your whole sex within his mouth. His nose is bumping uncaringly against your ass as he starts to lap you all over. His mouth is so hot, nothing like his cold fingers and demeanor, as he greedily flicks his tongue over your bundle of nerves. You're moaning so hard now against the moistening duct tape that you can barely make out something constantly getting caught on your clit, so deliciously before he's pulling away and panting roughly. He is lust bound by the couple of minutes he took to lap you up, gulping down your arousal with and  neediness as he relished the taste and abundance.
He sits up quickly, straight on his knees and you can hear his belt unbuckling, “sorry buddy. I can’t seem to hold back.” He rasps as he shoves his jeans and underwear to the mids of his thighs which effectively is enough to snap your boyfriend out of the trance he was put in by watching you get eaten alive.
“Don’t you fucking dare.” He seethes seriously this time as he starts to pull on his restraints, but the man is too busy pumping his heavy cock in his hand. He yanks the gloves off to spread the pre all over his length before he presses it against your folds. You can feel how hot and heavy it is as he pulses against you which makes your legs wobble and give out. He growls now, “Useless whore. I told you to stay up, but since you like being down there so much-” He smashes your face into the bed sheets as he begins to rut his full rod like cock between your entire pussy. This time the duct tape does little to hide your noise when you feel it bump into your clit. It sends you reeling with the realization of just who you are dealing with, all suspicions confirming at the feel of the fat cockhead and the cool meta-
“You fuckin’ dick!” Your boyfriend is up in a flash, bopping the man in the head before yanking the damned mask off with anger.
“I told you not to get your dick anywhere near her pussy Touya! It’s too much when she doesn’t know who you are! It’ll scare her!”
“Listen Keigo, she's not stupid. She knows it’s fucking me. For fucks suck who else has a cock piercing.” Dabi groans annoyedly at the fact that he got interrupted.
“Move your damn hand you barbarian.” Hawks is yanking his hand off its spot on your head that was still pushing you into the mattress. He cups your pretty face while gently pulling the duct tape off.
“Is that true kid? Did you know it was him?”
You look into his golden eyes and nod slowly, “I kind of started to pick up on it, but I definitely felt the- the piercing.” You’re blushing at this, twitching against the cock that is still pressed firmly against your folds which makes Dabi bite his lip as he moves to grip your hip.
“Are you sure he wasn’t too rough? Your face is all red!” He pouts before throwing an angry glare at Dabi who only rolls his eyes and shrugs.
“Stop treating her like glass. She wants to be broken, sucha whor-
“Untie her arms at least, asshole.”
He is snickering before he starts to untie your arms and legs, while Hawks dotes on you like the loving boyfriend that he is, “are you okay with this? I tried to listen to what you told me last time. And well believe it or not he’s the only idiot that I would ever allow near you”
You're trying to catch your breath and compose yourself as Dabi’s nimble fingers graze your skin while he frees you, remembering how you told Hawks you would be down for this exact situation as long as it's with someone he trusted. It was said when you were trying to get him to understand just what you were okay with in bed since he often was afraid to get too crazy. You never thought he’d listen.
“I'm very okay with this. He wasn’t too rough. Just mean.” You pout which has the black haired man rolling his eyes as he pushes you back into the bed, catching you two off guard, and forcing you to arch again.
“Gonna let me stuff you now? For all my hard work. I’ll show you just how mean-
“You are not fucking her-”
“It’s not your choice. It's her body Keigo.” Dabi snarkily says, “so wouldya say y/n?”
You ponder for a moment before finally speaking, mind clouded with the feel of Dabi’s piercing cover cock, parting your sticky folds. “You told me how you’ve always wanted to w-watch, right?” You ask and Hawks can’t help but blush a bit at recalling how turned on he said he’d be watching you in this situation. His pants grow tighter as he licks his lips and nods. For the first time of the night you turn back to look at Dabi.
He has a cocky grin on his face as he begins to slap his heavy mass on your cunt, “go ahead” you breathily say. He grins now, pulling his shirt off with one hand while positioning himself at your entrance and pushing into you unabashedly like the barbarian he is. His goal is to stuff you to hilt in one swoop, you know to really knock the air out of you, but you are so damn tight that he can’t. Your sex cuffs his girth so snuggly that he can barely sink half way inside without being stopped as it feels you are going to snap him off.
“Agh! Keigo h-he’s so big!” You squeal, clenching even more which makes the man hiss and squeeze one eye shut. His fingers digging crescents into your flesh, “this is why I take it easy on her. You feel how tight that pussy is. It’s dangerous.” The dirty blond says smugly while watching Dabi try to control his emotions as he tries to push further, but your walls are just sooo unforgiving as they suction onto him even more.
“Fuckin whore, can’t move if youre being so desperate.” The cold man is astonished by the fact that he hasn't come yet.
“C’mon kid. Show Touya how good your pussy is. Show him that pussy that daddy just loves.” He coos as you struggle to accomdot the veiny intrusion, decorated with piercings, but you sniffly nod your head as you push yourself backwards, stretching yourself open around your boyfriend's friend's cock.
“W-wait.” Dabi sputters, but it's too late. You're so cute and determined and inching further and further onto him with much more vigor than before. As soon your ass comes flush with his abdomen, you both cry out at the feeling of his piercing knocking into your cervix.
“Keigo!!!” You moan loudly as you quiver and Dabi’s firms up as much as he can upon hearing this. Grounding himself as he yanks your face upwards by your chin as he bends over you so that your cheeks are touching, “ ‘the fuck you keep calling his name for?” His eyes are wild as he turns the tables on you, pulling out of you and back in so quickly that when he pounds into your cervix this time, tears wield in your eyes.
“Say my damn name, I’m the one in your fucking insides right now.” He growls as he starts to grind into you, positioned on his knees as he stays buried inside, grinding to repeatedly rub against your walls.
“Oh my--- TOUYAA!!” The squeal that he forces just bubbles past your lips and you gasp once you realize that you said his name, face going red as your eyes flick to your boyfriend who looks down at you with an almost sinful grin.
“That’s so naughty of you. Yelling out my best friend's name right in front of me?” The blond's eyes don't match his words though, they swirl with dark excitement as he gets more aroused.
“I-I Is that oh-kayyy?” Your sentence wavers as Dabi flicks your clit a bit, grasp finally leaving your face.
Hawks only hums as he takes in your lewd position, impaled so cutely on his friend's cock and still looking to him for approval. What a time to be alive, he thought, “darling I arranged for this.”
“He really did and I think it’s time to properly thank him.” Dabi growls as he shoves you back on all fours, fingers skillfully weaving in your hair so that he can pull your face up a bit to be eye level with your boyfriend's pants.
One look up to see how the avian man was staring down at you with low eyes made your pussy wetter, “c’mon Keigo use her mouth. It’s still available and she’s waiting.” He did not need any convincing, ridding himself down to the boxers before slipping his pretty cock out. You sigh contently when seeing it, throwing an adoring look at him before opening your mouth.
Both men are aroused by your show as Hawks puts himself in your mouth. You quickly make work of moaning around him while sucking and wetting his whole length up. Just when you throw a lewd look at him, Dabi retracts himself all the way to the tip before pushing fully back inside.
The moan gets stifled by how far Hawk’s cock lodges in your throat, the force of Dabi’s thrust propelling you forward on the other man. The sudden action makes your teeth graze more harshly along your boyfriend's length than you would have done, making him sputter out his own moan.
“Suck him properly or else.” Dabi threatens as he begins to rhythmically fuck into you tight heat, each thrust parting your gummy walls while each retraction rubbed them teasingly slow. Your boyfriend's hand is snaking down to your throat as he begins his own snapping of the hips.
He’s groaning loudly as he feels where his cock falls in your throat upon each thrust as you gag and slurp around him, eyes teary as you begin to moan too. It’s dizzying and you almost feel like it isn’t real, being able to take both men’s actions, but then Dabi lands a painfully hot slap to your ass and you’re all there again.
“Don’t you start to fuckin going dumb yet, we haven’t even fucked you at the same time.” Your body jerks at this as you try to look at your boyfriend in shock, but he almost ignores your bewildered looks as he lazily smirks and shrugs his shoulders. He’s still plunging into your throat when Dabi chuckles at your weak attempts to talk.
He pulls out of you before collecting all of the slick you’ve produced on his cock and slathering it on your asshole which makes you jump, “you’re lucky I’m prepping you.”  With that he begins to circle his pointer finger around your ass and inches inside slowly, but when seeing how fast it plunges in he throws a quick glance at the other man.
“She’s a nasty girl, she doesn’t need the prep. She’s taken stuff up the ass.” He grunts as you start to play with his balls, but when registering what he said you’re shaking your head. You’ve certainly never taken anything as big as Dabi and you want to voice that, but he cuts you off soon thereafter.
Pierced tongue circling around your puckering hole which makes you gasp loudly, Hawks’s member coming out of your mouth with a loud ‘pop’.
“I-I haven’t taken anything really b-
It’s your boyfriend's turn to grab you by the face roughly, firmly squeezing your cheeks between his hands as he gives you a stern look. “You can take it. I say so.”
Your eyes gloss over at the sight and sound of your man being so dominant and you nod in a trance which makes him smirk, pulling you forward to plant a soft kiss on your lips. He doesn’t stop there though he’s turning his head to the side to slip his tongue in your mouth which you happily allow.
You get lost in his mouth having missed his sweet lips, but are torn from the delicacy when you feel Dabi’s member placed at your asshole. You’re about to pull back, but the blonds hand flies to the back of your head to keep you in place as your eyes fly open. His mouth consumes your whimpers that turn into squeals as Dabi pushes himself inside your quivering asshole.
Even with him having lapped you up back there and slathering the slick from your vagina on you, it still feels utterly helpless as he stretches you to the max. By the time he is fully inside, you have tears streaming down your face because of how weird it feels. It hurts but not as much as you anticipated, how full he is making you feel is what has you squirming and hiccuping.
“I know I know. It just feels so good right? You don’t know what to do with your dumb self.” Dabi mocks as you cry against Hawks’s lips to which he finally releases the hold on your head.
“Let’s get these legs of yours up too.”
With that the black haired man is hoisting you up so that he has your legs up on your shoulders, back flush against his chest as he full Nelsoned you- exposing you fully to your man who growls.
It is the Pro Hero’s turn to mount the bed, positioning himself on his knees right in front of you as he grips his dripping erection. He quickly spits on your pussy before he fixes himself at your entrance, “w-wait I don’t think I ca-
You're red in the face when the fiery man smashes you against him tighter, daring you to protest “something you wanna say?”
In the short time it takes you to think about defying him, the blond is plummeting through your silky needy walls with his own desperate vigor. He doesn't stop until he bottoms out and when he does you yelp, feeling his fat cock knock into Dabi’s who sucks in his own rush of air.
“F-fuckin shit kid it’s a real tight fit in here now that you have a cock stuffed in that hot ass too.” Hawks sputters, but you’re too busy trying not to cum to even register his words. It’s not until Dabi starts to move that you’re pulled back into this moment while Hawks starts to thrust in time with his friends.
The cloak of pleasure that washes over you makes your toes curl as you start to finally try and verbalize how you’re feeling. But you can’t even get a sentence out before Dabi’s mocking your weak attempts at speaking.
“You see that Keigo? Seems she's trying to formulate sentences.” He strains and the blond is laughing.
His fingers immediately find your puffy, sticky clit which he starts to run tight circles around, “it’s okay this will get her babbling. She loves when daddy plays with her pussy right?” He states as he grabs you by the face and you mewl loudly while nodding.
That’s just what you start doing too, babbling about how they’re mean for making you feel this good as the man continues to rub rough circles around your clit. His pace starts picking up when the two start to trade thrust. One pounding fully in while the other is pulling out just to shove inside while the other starts to pull out.
There is quite literally no depth of you not getting fucked and you start to see white, legs shaking by your ears as they course with pleasure and pain from Dabi’s hold. Just as you thought you couldn’t get more fucked, Hawks starts to coax you to turn your head so that you can see Dabi.
You’re about to plummet into the depth of your strongest orgasm ever when the blond starts to whisper about how you should kiss his best friend. Teary eyes laced with obedience, you press your wet puffy lips to the man’s cold ones silencing what would have been his protests which shocks him completely.
His hips stutter while he lets out a low whiny moan against your lips as you kiss him passionately. Absentmindedly moving your lips against his as you start to convulse, getting lost in his skillful flicks and their thrusts. Your orgasm has your holes clenching, but the feel of your lips on his has Dabi pumping your asshole full of his cum.
Losing his composure as he drops your legs, which are quickly caught by Hawks who holds them by the backs of the thighs to continue to fuck into you, while Dabi favors holding your face in his scarred hands now. He doesn’t want you going anywhere as he continues to fuck you through his and your orgasm, hands clamped on your face as you start to try and squeal about being overstimulated.
It doesn’t matter. Dabi is too lost in the feel of your lips and the thought of even being able to kiss his friend's girlfriend that he doesn’t mind his own cocks cries of overstimulation much less yours. Hawks on the other hand is just nearing his nut, having basked in the bliss of watching you two kiss each other so passionately.
You’ve since gone limp on Dabi as he finally coos praises about how “you are actually such a good girl, taking both of us. Such a pretty doll for us to wreck.” He encourages Hawks to praise you while snaking a cold hand around the man’s shoulders until he can harshly mess with the upper base of his wings.
He lets out a shocked and broken moan, head thrown back as he cums violently. Shaking and all and you can only whine as your body drinks up all that your boyfriend offers as he pantingly twitches while Dabi chuckles out, “good boy.”
The after care is a blur for you, but both men take it seriously. Washing you up and rubbing you down with lotion before putting you in soft clothes and cleaning up the sheets. Hawks has to quite literally convince Dabi to stay, saying you’d be upset if you woke up and he wasn’t there.
You were more than eliated to wake up sandwiched in between both strong chests, their light snores making you curl into them more. It seems that you may have gotten yourself another boyfriend...
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Good grief loves, this shit was hard to write. My first multi characters piece so sorry if it was bad. Also sorry that it was late, I’ve been going through it-- what else is new amr.
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bakugous-sandbag · 2 days ago
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Kinktober Day 22 - Sadism
[ cw: Use of alcohol ]
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Katsuki’s lips taste like whiskey when you kiss him, and when his tongue swipes out to lap at the corner of your mouth, you comply without much complaint to the invitation. He doesn’t waste a single second before he’s delving into the warm cavern of your mouth, claiming every inch with a muffled, hungry moan.
He gets more urgent—desperate and demanding—after he’s swallowed down several shots of Jack like it was nothing. Merely hissing with satisfaction after the burning sensation slid down his throat, all so it can settle nicely in his stomach. Flooding his bloodstream with a pleasant, buzzing warmth that made the tips of his fingers and his cheeks tingle. Dusting his face with a handsome, ruby blush.
But a pretty blush wasn’t the only thing that happened to Katsuki whenever he drank. As soon as the blonde downed half a bottle, sometimes even drinking straight from the bottle, he’d become handsy, hot and bothered with his those palms heating up and searching every inch of your skin. He’d paw at your body, his nails digging into tender flesh with a mission. Katsuki pinned your back to the cushions of the couch, nipping at your bottom lip before he pulled away with a wolfy huff and hooded eyelids.
“Can I be rough with you tonight?” He asked, red eyes searching yours for permission. You nod without an ounce of hesitation, all too eager to give in to the blonde’s excited arousal. One word of acceptance from you, and Katsuki’s fingers that have been petting the back of your head gently, instantly fist a handful of your hair and drag you towards the bedroom with a throaty growl. He isn’t gentle in the slightest when he tosses you over the mattress, then he’s pouncing on you with that manic grin and fishing out the handcuffs from beneath his pillow.
“You know the safeword,” he says, “right?” You nod, and Katsuki hums with his head full of thoughts and scenarios, all containing you spread out and sobbing and squirming in pain until your voice went raw and your limbs ached.
There was something about the mutual trust between the both of you; that filled up Katsuki’s bloodstream. He loved you, adored you, to the very core of his being. So when you trust him enough to indulge in his sadistic fantasies, he’d lovingly stroke away every single tear with a padded thumb and a heavy purr.
There was something that reduced him to his most primal state when his bruises would blossom along your body. Thick and purple, painting you like a pretty canvas. And you wore his bitemarks so fucking well. When he had you settled over his lap, with your ass in the air, cheeks red with welts after every open palmed slap when he’d spank you. Your lips quivered so cutely when you’d whimper after every strike, and he’d eat you up if he could.
When you tremble like a leaf beneath his body, tears streaking down your heated face, Katsuki cooed about how beautiful you are. How good you were behaving. And how well you took everything he gave you. Then he’d fold your body in half, pounding you into the bedsheets with is cock nestled nice and deep, wrapping one of his hands around your throat, just to see the outline of his fingertips left in your skin in the morning. Of course, he’s attentive with the aftercare, always praising you with a lovesick look in his eyes, knowing you could handle just about everything he threw at you.
But it was the trust and the devotion that made his heart flutter. You stared up at him with stars in your eyes, and he wanted to keep you close, always. And it was always so pretty when you’d break for him. Beneath his ministrations. When he’d have you crying out his name, over and over again like a mantra.
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mrszackfoster · 2 days ago
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Married!KatsukiBakugoxThick!Reader part 3
Part 2
Genre: Angst, fluff,
Warnings: mention of abortion, cursing, cheating, Reader is female
Summary: Katsuki is married but has taken a liking to his newest employee.
To be frank the whole thing was quite awkward. Watching your boss’s soon to be ex-wife pack her bags and exit the home the two of them had built together.
Probably even more awkward for her to see you standing there, Katsuki’s arm snaked around your waist, as you patiently waited to replace her presence with your own belongings.
But that didn’t stop the corners of your mouth from curling upward as she handed Katsuki the keys. A full on toothy grin when he immediately passed them to you.
“I can come in two weeks to get the rest of my things from my study-”
“No, that’s not going to work.”
“Why not?!” Katsuki’s wife asked, offendedly.
“It has to be gone sooner. We’re turning it into a nursery.” Her eyes widened.
“A wha- Katsuki, you cannot be serious.” Silence gave her an answer. Though it wasn’t the answer she wanted. “You got her fucking pregnant?!” You couldn’t imagine the hurt she was experiencing but let’s be real; it wasn’t your problem. “What the fuck is wrong with you?! We are MARRIED and never even SPOKE of children! Did our relationship mean anything to you Katsuki? Huh!?!”
“I’m not arguing with you. You need to leave.” The woman couldn’t believe her ears. The audacity of the man who once claimed to love her. She turned to you. Shock turned to fury when she met your eyes.
This was your fault.
“Why, you- you little bitch!” She raised her hand and swung it back. Powering up for a hit that could make you lose teeth.
And it would have, if it had connected.
Katsuki’s reflexes proved as good as ever when he caught and wrapped his hand around the woman’s wrist, stopping her from harming you.
“If you lay a finger on her, while she’s carrying my child or otherwise, you will spend the rest of your days rotting in a cell. I’ll make sure of that.” He dropped her arm. “Your belongings will be on the curb outside tomorrow. Get them or don’t but don’t blame me for missing items. Now get out of my house.”
You found it exhilarating. The way he could throw away his whole marriage for you and your baby. It was attractive, yes, but it also scared you. Now that you’ve moved up, your old position was open. Would he do it all again just because he’s afraid of commitment? And then what would that mean for your brand new baby?
“What’s wrong?” Katsuki looked at you worried. You had been spacing since she had tried to swing on you.
“Huh? Oh, yes I’m fine.”
“What is it? Did I scare you?” You shook your head.
“No, it’s not that. I’m just wondering… What’s your plan Katsuki?”
“My plan?” He asked as he took a seat in one of the kitchen chair at the table.
“For us. And the baby? Do you want me to get rid of it?” He shook shook his head and pulled you into his lap.
“Of course not, sweetheart. I honestly hadn’t thought of a plan per-say. But I do know one thing. I don’t want you to worry. I’ll take care of you and the brat. I just want you to do one thing for me.”
He lifted your chin, bringing your eyes to his.“What’s that?”
“Bare with me? I made a mistake in my first marriage. I didn’t love her. I was with her because it was smart not because I wanted to be. I want us to take our time. So we can both be sure that this is what we want. Can we do that? I want to be sure we’re making the right choices.”
“And if we decide we’re not?”
“I’ll still take care of you. And we’ll both raise the kid. Even if we aren’t together. Is that okay with you, shortcake?”
You thought about it for a second. Were there any cons to this agreement? Nope!
You smiled “Yes, Katsuki that’s perfect.”
He pressed his forehead to yours. Could you guess at what he was trying to say?
“Now,” he lifted you in his arms, bridal style. “Let me show you around your new home.”
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omiyatsu · 3 hours ago
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defenseless bakugō katsuki
LUXE’S SLUTOBER.
— word count; 1,760.
— synopsis; bakugō can’t resist his best friend’s little sister.
— content warning; 18+, MDNI. all characters + reader are of age. non-hero au -> college au, f!reader, mentions of izuku, sleazy!katsuki, NONCON, dirty talk, coercion, spit/drool, crying, size kink, teasing -> condescension, degradation, mentions of virginity, a sprinkle of misogyny, MIND BREAK, talk of free use.
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There’s only two people in the world who have keys to Izuku’s apartment. You and Bakugō Katsuki. His darling, little sister and his menace of a best friend.
You stay at Izuku’s often. Because being all on your own is scary, isn’t it? Why would you stay in your cramped dorm when you could live comfortably in your big brother’s apartment? You’re always protected by not only him but Katsuki, too.
At least that’s what you’ve been lead to believe.
Katsuki might be somewhat handsy at times— sure, he drags his rough fingertips over your soft skin in passing and squeezes or pinches the swell of your thighs whenever the opportunity is presented to him (whenever Izuku isn’t around), but it’s simply a tender display of innocent adoration.
Even when he tugs you into his lap and murmurs against the back of your neck, making your face hot ‘n your mind blank. “Don’t tell your brother, got it?”
That’s all it must be. Innocent adoration.
Just like when you zone out while studying and glance at him for a bit too long while he’s lounging around with his thick thighs spread and a bulky arm thrown over the back of the couch. And when he catches you staring, he never fails to grumble something along the lines of, “What is it, brat?”
“Nothing, ‘Suki.” You always sing back.
It’s nothing, you’ve ultimately decided.
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It seems to be a usual Thursday afternoon for you. Your notes are sprawled out in front of you on your bed, littered in neon pink marks and scribbled annotations. You swing your legs in the air behind you as you lay on your tummy, humming to yourself while you try to understand all of the material.
The sound of the front door suddenly being unlocked with a barely there click before it swings open makes your ears perk up— “Izuku?” You call out. You could’ve sworn he had class around this time.
Instead of Izuku’s usual cheerful yet gentle voice, you hear a gruff one hollering back to you, getting closer, “It’s me, dummy.”
Your eyebrows pull together and nearly meet. You look over your shoulder to see Katsuki standing in your doorway. There’s an expression on his face that you can’t quite place, but the glimmer in his eye that you always manage to catch is present.
“What are you doing here?” The question falls from your lips in a way that’s much more rude than you were intending. Regardless, he lets it slide.
Katsuki doesn’t really answer you. He huffs, as if that’s enough to shush you. His eyes remain trained on your thighs and the bit of ass that’s peeking out beneath you skirt. Which pair of panties did you decide on today? He’s only seen all of them by now in the laundry room. You look like a daydream, so close to being sprawled out for him.
Once again, Katsuki is handsy. Yes, it’s something you’ve come to accept… however your breath still gets caught up in your throat when he saunters closer to your bed, ducking underneath the princess canopy Izuku had lovingly hung up for you and kneads his fingers into the plush, exposed flesh of your thighs. You feel more pressure in his fingertips than usual. Something about his already scandalous touches have a new sense of determination.
And you’re right about that. He had hoped you’d be home alone, doing whatever a sweet girl like you would be doing, during his entire drive to the apartment. He hoped he would find you just like he did, ready to finally be taken and ruined by him without your brother getting in the way.
“‘Suki,” Your sweet drawl coaxes him out of his head. You repeat yourself, “What are you doing here?”
“Just wanted to see my favorite brat.” He’s kneeling on your bed now, looming over you while you twist around and pout up at him. His face is suddenly centimeters away from your own. When did he get so close? He continues on, “Is that such a crime?”
But his hands are now on your waist and keeping you pinned down before you can squirm ‘n wriggle away.
Katsuki kisses you— gentle but sloppy.
It’s heady and you’re left no choice but to lift your smaller hands up to the sides of his neck and take it. His tongue works it’s way into your mouth in greedy licks, making you squeak. This is wrong. You glide your palms down to his strong chest and push. As if you have any power over him and his stature.
Breathless, Katsuki pulls away from your lips with a lewd, wet smack sound. You’re dazed, but that doesn’t stop you from trying to shove your way out from beneath him, babbling as you do so, “We can’t do this, ‘Suki. You can’t do this. You know that.”
You’ve set him off. He narrows his eyes, spit slick lips spread into a dangerous snarl that you’re surprisingly unfamiliar with, right against the curve of your jaw, “I can do whatever the fuck I want, ya got that? Don’t give a fuck about what your brother thinks at this point— what’s he gonna do? ‘ve been dreaming about your pretty body for too long. Lemme have it.”
The implication of his words has you trembling in his hands. You thrash beneath him, fighting off the mind melting, gasp inducing feeling of his plump lips traveling down your sensitive neck. Your eyes are squeezed shut by the time his thick fingers stroke over the cotton hiding your pussy away from him.
He’s sitting back up on his knees, clearly amused at the wet patch spreading over the soft material his thumb is gliding against, “I can’t do this?” He mocks your pitiful tone through an exaggerated pout, “Why is your lil’ pussy this messy just from kissing me, then? Hm? Be a big girl ‘n tell me.”
His berating is all it takes to reduce you to tears. You turn your wet, burning face to the side to hide from his harsh gaze. You sniffle nice and loud, making his cock throb in his jeans, “No, no— I don’t want this, ‘Suki! Just go! I promise I won’t tell Izu!”
“Yeah, you’re right.” He scoffs, “You won’t tell him a fuckin’ thing.”
It’s a struggle for him to tug your disgrace of a skirt and panties down your thighs with the way you’re kicking your legs and wiggling around, but the glossy strings sticking to the cotton aren’t lying to him. You’re huffing, fully exasperated while Katsuki fumbles with his belt and removes his cock from his jeans that we’re starting to feel entirely too tight.
Too tight for his fat cock to handle, but he’s sure your little cunt will have the same affect. 
Your pupils are blown wide. Tears cling to your lashes as you watch him stroke his cock in a fluid motion. Big doesn’t do him justice, and words are falling off of your heavy tongue before you even know what they are.
“It won’t fit, ‘Suki,” you hiccup, choking on the mixture of spit and tears that’s been clinging to your swollen lips, “‘s gonna hurt! Don’t want it!”
Katsuki tsks. His tongue pokes out and swipes over his bottom lip, gaze remaining trained on his hefty cock as he lays every inch of it over your tummy. The tip brushes over your belly button, your whole body twitches when you feel it. He coos, “Don’t want it? Are you sure, baby? Don’t wanna cream all over your brother’s best friend’s cock like a good girl?” 
You blink. Once, twice. Staring up at him while more tears slip down your cheeks and your pretty mouth hangs open, bottom lip trembling due to how sugar-coated and absolutely honeyed his tone is. It’s just your ‘Suki, isn’t it? It’s just him— he’d never do anything to hurt you. That’s what you’ve ultimately decided, yet again.
But he’s already making that decision for you by sinking the first few inches of his cock into your awaiting cunt, squishing your thighs beneath his fingers and pushing your knees up to your shoulders. You try your hardest to bite on your tongue and swallow down your sobs at the stretch, gripping onto his hands. He’s crooning once more and it’s your downfall, “Be a good girl for me, yeah?”
Yeah. You’re nodding dumbly, humming out the exact sounds Katsuki has been dreaming about night after night. Finally, he gets to split you open on his cock and make you forget about any other boy. You only need him— not even Izuku.
“So fuckin’ tight,” he hisses through his teeth, “my baby isn’t a virgin is she? Can’t be— you’re always beggin’ for it with those little skirts.”
It’s true; you’re not a virgin, but your hands still reach down and try to push on his lower abdomen.
He’s fucking into you with little to no restraint.
The sound of skin on skin rings throughout the room. Growls vibrate and rumble in his strong, sturdy chest, blunt nails dig into the delicate skin underneath them. You whimper pathetically with every single drive of his hips, eyes crossing each time the fat head of his cock presses up on your previously un-abused cervix. Your fingertips graze the subtle veins trailing down to his dick, before he snatches your wrists up and presses them down into your bedding next to your reeling head.
“You’re mine now. All mine,” Katsuki is rasping his words out past another toothy snarl. His lips drool ‘n move over your own, “My pretty cocksleeve. All mine to fuck ‘n use up whenever I please, until all you can even fuckin’ think about is me. Only me. No one can stop me— not you, not Izuku. Am I understood?”
And then you feverishly babble what he’s always wanted to hear, “Yes, ‘Suki! Only you!”
In that moment, you mean it. You mean it with every fiber of your fucked out being— completely cockdrunk in a way you’ve never been, thanks to your brother’s best friend.
“That’s right. My good, little free use whore, huh?”
You nod, keening ‘n squeezing your eyes shut, more or less giving Katsuki permission to defile your mind and body further. He nearly wrings your wrists beneath his palms and dips his head down to glue your lips to his, in a mess of saliva and built up desire.
After all, there’s still forty-five minutes until Izuku comes back home from class.
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bihwhatever2 · 11 hours ago
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Hi! I love your writing! Whenever you’re able to, could you do a scenario where a female reader and Aizawa are chilling in bed before she decides to have some fun/tease him? He’s still half asleep (it’s their day off so he got extra rest before waking up) but she decides to grind her hips against him until he’s riled up and unable to think straight. Then she stops completely, but he’s ready to go now, so he punishes her with domination/using her til her mind breaks. Overstimulation for the win
Slumber Sex (Shouta Aizawa)
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Rating: smut Pairing: aizawa x fem reader (she/her) TW: overstimulation, consented somnophilia
-english is not my first language-
The way her husband had both of his arms over his head, one covering his eyes and the other hidden beneath his thick strands of hair, was almost like a bait meant to trap her.
The shower she took earlier didn't calm the arousal streaming through her pumping veins. She let out an impatient whine at the sound of Aizawa’s snoring.
Impatient and extremely horny she drops the bathrobe from her shoulders, making it hit the floor with a soft thud.
Her teeth biting down her bottom lips, prevented her from letting out the soft sighs as she straddled his rigid body. Shouta was wearing nothing but light grey boxers, it clung beautifully on his hips and accentuated his v-line.
Y/N exposed clit pressed right against his glans, grey cotton being the only barrier between their bodies. Her breath was shaky as she raked her nails down the faint blocks that would be his muscles, all the way down the thick happy trail that disappeared into his boxers.
Experimentally, she rolled her hips. Her wet and pulsing clit twitched on impact and a jolt of pleasure made her sigh softly.
“Aaah.” Again, she rolled her hips. Shoutas face contracted slightly, his eyebrows knitting toward each other.
Her chest was rising and falling with an attempt to hide her moans. Her beautiful and perfectly colored eyes trailed down to the bulge in his boxers. But she couldn’t contain the gasp slipping past her lips at the sight of her clear pussy juice drenching the cotton.
“Fuuuck,” each drag of her clit against his girth tollef her head. She lacked the strength to contain her moans now, and though they were soft the pleasure was building up and so were the sound of her moans. Her eyes fluttered shut in bliss, allowing herself to get off on top of her husband.
Two pairs of strong hands gripped her hips. Y/N’s eyes shoot open and her stomach jumps with both surpise and pleasure. With terror and embarrassment gleaming in her beautiful eyes she watched how Aizawa sleepily smirked.
“Go ahead.” He gestured toward his bulge. “You were so greedy before that u didn't even care that I was asleep.”
Slender fingers wrapped around his wrists in an attempt to pry them off her hip bones. “Why are you not moving now? Huh? You embarrassed? You better be.”
“I-…Oh!” Y/N tried to make an excuse but Shouta moved faster; he flipped her off quicker than she can process, roughly pulling her onto all fours.
“You got me all worked up now and you’re gonna take care of it too.” Aizawa moved on his knees to the nightstand grabbing a condom from the drawer.
“Baby—…” she pressed her hips back whining when it came in contact with his cock again. She fell into the pillows face first and he settled to stand behind her, clothed cock brushing against her panties rubbing the place that gave her the most pleasure.
Fiery lips soon found her neck again, the position a little awkward but they made it work, showering the richly sweet skin with delicate kisses. She allowed the pleasure to take over her conscious mind, eyes fluttering shut in bliss. His lips trailed to the stretch marks that decorated her shoulder blades, the flesh thick against his delicate lips.
“I- I’m sorry I didn’t mea-mean to wake you. ” She spoke, quiet as if she were talking to herself. But the smirk she felt against her skin indicated that he did hear her. He snuck his free hand to her waist, stopping where those delicious rolls above her wide hips started to give the meaty flesh a well deserved squeeze. He withdrew, both panting like animals in heat.
“No, you selfish bitch? You dumb horn slut… should I just give you what you want?” He rasped in a lust filled voice.
Y/N was starstruck when she twisted her head to look at him, unable to answer such a vile question (and also slightly impressed by his trained physique). And when Shouta found that he was waiting way too long for an answer and pressed his stiff bulge against her crotch. She let out a breathless moan and threw her head back in a squeaky whimper.
“Please.” The plea only could sendt the birdman into more of a frenzy than he already was. He lifted one hand and trashed it down her firm ass that jiggled like jello on impact,resulting in a loud splat. She moaned as a sign that she loved whatever he had planned next. He rubbed the pain off the irritated flesh before giving it yet another slap.
“F-fah-fuck!” she struggled to keep herself steady on her hands, her blood rushing with pure lust only from getting spanked. “Please. Please Please.”
The repetition continued until she felt his nimble fingers hook around her lacy underwear, tearing them off easily.
“I’ll give you what you want, baby. Be patient.” Shouta swallowed the curse word at the sight of her pussy. It was wet, pussy lips fat and glistening on impact and when he parted her knees they opened revealing her delicious pearl begging to be sucked. Her arousal dripped down her meaty thighs and tinted the air deliciously. Aizawa shuddered when he moved on his knees so he was eye level with her quivering opening. It was clenching around air, greedily calling to him to put his dick in it.
“Fuck, you’re already so wet for me baby,” he stated, amusingly trailing his fingers through her sticky folds. “You wanted this bad, didn’t you?”
“For so long, S-Shouta. P-please don’t make me wait a-any– oh god– more.”
His fingers soon found her neglected clit that was burning with heat, massaging it in figure eights. She let out a moan and a strangled syllable of his name.
“S-Shouta, please just-…” She was embarrassed to say it. “Put it in.” she looked back at him, desperation readable off her face.
Grinning, his hand pulled the growing seven inches out. It was thicker than it was in her dreams; hairs around it neatly trimmed, throbbing veins visible, starting from the underside of his cock and trailing down to his filled balls pumping heated blood through the girth, translucent precum bubbling out of his reddened urethra.
“You’re my little fuck toy, right?“ he cocked his eyebrow up, rolling his wrist at an agonizingly slow pace after his fingers curled around the girth. With parted lips and half-lidded eyes, she gave him a nod, pushing her ass back until it touched his hairy thigh.
Just to be extra sure - and merely out of habit- he spat in his palm and lubricated himself. With his other hand, he propped her hip up in the slightest and made her arch her back, forcing her in the perfect position until his glans was probing against her entrance.
In one harsh and firm thrust, he was inside of her, easier than he expected. Fucked open by someone other than him, anger bubbled up within him instantly. “Mine.” Thrust. “My fuckin pussy.” Thrust. “Only mine.”
Putting his bubbled-up anger to use, he pulled his hips back and pressed them back against her perfectly shaped body with great force resulting in a string of rough, anger-filled thrust in a perfect beat.
Her mouth fell open in a silent gasp and she instantly fell apart. Shouta’s tip hit the smooth g-spot with each violent snap of his hips, earning high-pitched whines and pleas for him to slow down.
The build-up of her orgasm started within the pit of her stomach and she was almost embarrassed that it was coming so quickly. Y/N wanted to keep quiet to listen to the erotic grunts and groans he let out but the pace of his thrust wouldn’t allow her to. Moans and mewls escaping out of her lips that were surely gonna issue another complaint from her neighbor.
"Fu- Oh god,” she threw her head back and involuntarily clenched her pussy lips around his cock. She started to tremble on her hands as she became dumbified with pleasure.
He grunted lowly at the carnal feeling of her pussy sucking him in deeper. Eventually, his grunts turned into dragged-out moans as the strings in his stomach started to tighten. Sweat built up above his brows as he snaked a hand between their bodies and touched her where they were connected to each other.
She cried out his name and shook on her wrist, close to the edge of collapsing in the pillows. With each rotation his fingers made on her thickened clit, she gave him a lewd moan again clenching her muscles around the cock.
“Fuck Y/N!!.” He groaned, eyes squeezing shut as he forced more speed onto his fingers. He held on tighter on her wide hips, thumbs perfectly fitting in the dimples of her back. He pulled her jiggly ass back with each thrust he forced forward. The pro hero hoped he could stay in the moment forever, the scene too perfect to forget.
“Sho-Shouta---Shouttaaaaa.” She sobbed out and collapsed in the pillows but he didn’t show her any mercy.
“What’s wrong baby? Tell me -fuck- tell me what’s happening to you.” He grunted in her ear, lowering his chin on her shoulders. Thrust were now turning shallow and slow, occasionally rolling his lips to twirl his cock in her tight love canal whilst the circles on her clit came with more speed. She tried to lift herself back on all fours, eager for the roughness again, but collapsed as the seizing pleasure took over.
“I’m close. I’m close!” her mouth fell open and a string of drool came drizzling out, the writhing and gripping of the sheets got angstier, as she issued another loud moan of her name out of pure and nothing other than desperation. The sight too erotic to ever forget.
“Cum for me baby, it’s okay. I’ve got you.” He purred lowly in her ear. And with that, she let out a drag of his name and shuddered with an out of worldly pleasure as her orgasm took over her body. He slowed down ever so slightly, taking in the feeling of her pussy contracting around him.
Shouta waited for her trembles of the aftershocks of her orgasm to subside before he perked her ass up again and restarted with the perfect beat again. Her moans turned louder than they were before as he chased his high. “ ’M too sensitive! Oh god!” She pleaded, reaching back until her hand bumped against his pelvis trying to push him back desperately. The way she was trying to run from the pleasure was the most satisfying thing Shouta had ever witnessed.
“Hold on baby– Just a lil’ more.”
“Fuck fuck fuck!! ’M gonna make a mess! Shouta- sl–aahhhh- slow down… I-please!” She was babbling endlessly, her hands scrambling desperately in search of something to hold on to. His cock slushed in her pussy, the wetness and warmth it enveloped him in made his eyes roll in the back of his head. Shouta dug his teeth in her shoulder blade, hard enough to draw droplets of blood whilst he picked up the speed, chasing his orgasm in a shamelessly needy way, not caring if he was overstimulating.
It didn’t take long until every single nerve within Y/N came alive again and she’d let out an elongated moan whilst another spray of her cum wettened their thighs. She seized violently as she fell down in the pillows again, mind went blank, vision reduced to nothing but a faint blur. She kept trembling like a leaf in the wind and whimpering sweet ‘thank you’s’ in the pillow as the orgasm faded slowly.
With parted lips, Shouta pulled out and gave his drenched cock the necessary pumps until his body finally gave in to his orgasm. He came a lot. The thick and gooey substance oozing through his fingers and landing on her back.
“Shit.” he panted, head rolled on his shoulders as he recollected himself.
Slowly both Y/N and Shouta fell back into reality. The room around them felt real again and the buzzing silence surrounding them became prominent.
“Baby.” She called out raspilly, eyes struggling to remain open. “Shouta?” Every muscle worked together to look back, only to find her boyfriend sound a sleep with the pillows over his head.
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deadpoolsvodka · 14 hours ago
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WHERE is that bakugou manhandling fic where its him vs reader in training fight, he has her up against the wall and hes like oh my god u like this bc if i dont find it im actually gonna die
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kingkatsuki · 18 days ago
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Gloryholes | Bakugou Katsuki x Reader
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Kinktober masterlist.
This is another Kinktober fic that was supposed to be non-con but ended up soft as fuck. I am down so bad for this man I just can’t help myself-
Summary: Sick of his constant angry outbursts damaging his hero ranking, Dynamight’s PR team insist he attends one of the city’s “hush hush” clubs to try and blow off some steam. Bakugou thinks he has absolutely no interest being there, until he wants to find out who is on the other side of the wall.
Pairing: Bakugou Katsuki x f!reader
Warnings: 18+, glory holes, spanking, marking (burns), squirting, slight mention of belly bulge.
Word Count: 4.5k.
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Bakugou did not want to be here, shocked that these private institutions even existed for Pro-Heroes. Sure, he realised sometimes they could be a necessity, having learned all about them in his training as a young sidekick. Just last month Kirishima had to be taken into one of the quirk rooms when he got hit with a nasty sex pollen quirk by a villain he was apprehending. The woman saving his life as she gave the hero Red Riot relief, but this? This was ridiculous.
Dynamight had far better things to do than this complete waste of his time, did his PR team really think he couldn’t get laid? He could go out and have any woman on their knees in an hour tops, but he had better things to do. His PR team insisting that another scandalous headline with leaked pictures on Twitter wouldn’t be good for his hero rankings, another Dynamight one-night stand already ready and willing to sell her stories to the tabloids. But why should he care? He was still going out and saving lives on a daily basis, the media talking about his dick wouldn’t change that.
Bakugou’s PR team booked him in for a session at one of the most prestigious clubs in the city, a place where Pro-Heroes could blow off some steam without any dirty laundry aired in public, the workers were discreet which meant the club had the price tag to reflect it.
Of course, his immediate answer was no. Until Kirishima had convinced him to try it out once.
“Just one time, Bakubro. If you hate it you don’t have to go again. But I know you won’t— there’s this one girl that’s so fucking hot man. She can make you cum in under a minute.”
“Pretty sure that’s your shitty fuckin’ stamina, and how do you even know she’s hot if you haven’t seen her.”
“I— look man, I can’t explain it but she just sounds hot.”
“Tch, whatever.”
This had to be the most ridiculous thing he’d done as a Pro-Hero, stood in a fancy bar with a bottle of beer as a deep bass tone played in the background. Waiting to be escorted into their room for the evening as he checked his watch, the quicker he could get in and out the quicker he could go home. Necking back his bottle of beer as they were called for their room.
You could hear laughing on the other side of the wall as you lay spread and exposed through the hole, listening intently as the Pro-Heroes chose which hole they were going to take. Trying to slip into the same headspace you liked to frequent whenever you started your shift, trying to push what you were about to do to the back of your mind and remind yourself of the hefty paycheck that waited for you at the end of the night. You were slowly paying off all your debts and truthfully, some nights weren’t even that bad. When you had your favourite clients in it sometimes felt as though you shouldn’t be getting paid for this, enjoying yourself so much that it no longer felt like a job. But other nights were hell and you ended up crying as you cleaned yourself off in the back rooms before going home. Your friends trying to remind you that it was just a job.
“Aw man, come on Denks. Didn’t you get her last time?” A man groaned as you heard them playfully banter.
“No, you almost tore her apart with that thing remember?” The man replied, instantly exposing the voices to be Chargebolt and Red Riot. You remembered your friend saying she felt like he’d split her in two as his thick cock slipped inside her tight hole. Worried for her safety but she insisted he was now her favourite client, you couldn’t deny you were curious but the thought terrified you. Hoping the red-headed Pro wouldn’t make it to your hole, your safety more important to you than morbid curiosity.
A gasp left your lips as warm palms brushed along your thighs, stretched out and ready for him as the upper half of your body was hidden behind the black wall. Unsure whether you preferred days where you had your lower half exposed or the days when you had Pro-Heroes slipping their cocks inside the holes for you to suck. Sometimes lucky enough to catch a glimpse at the Heroes that you were servicing through the small openings. You’d even learned to recognise men by their dicks, often excited when certain Heroes would come in because you knew you would be able to get them off quick.
You heard grunts of pleasure from the other side of the partition as the men had obviously begun their session, expecting the Pro-Hero that chose you to quickly follow as you braced yourself.
A squeak leaving your lips as you were caught completely off guard by his next movements. His hands smoothing along your inner legs to the apex of your thighs. Thumbs spreading your labia as even through the wall you could feel him staring at your bare cunt. You felt warm fingers graze along your exposed folds, sticky lube coated their digits as you felt well and truly exposed. Almost as though you could see his eyes staring at you, the same slight touch that had caught you off guard. 
No Pro-Heroes that were brought into the club were ever interested in pleasing you. The calloused pads pressing down on your clit as you eased your hips into his touch, the tense muscles in your thighs relaxing as you felt pleasure beginning to form inside you. He was so gentle compared to the other Heroes that frequented the establishment. So used to having men pushing their lengths inside your depths without notice, using your body for their own needs. The excessive amount of lube there to help soothe the ache when they plunged inside you without notice, to try and quell the burn inside you as they used your body as they pleased.
“F-fuck.” You spluttered, feeling your face heat up when you realised you’d spoken out loud. The rules of the glory hole were that you were to keep silent, speak only if spoken to. The clientele didn’t want their transgressions spreading like wildfire, and you were just here to be used.
“Tch, you like that?” The voice on the other side of the wall spoke and you felt your cunt clench around nothing, his fingers still pressing tight circles against your puffy clit.
“Yeah.” You whined, already breaking one of the first rules about the club. You weren’t allowed to talk to the clients, but rarely did any of the Pro-Heroes that frequented this establishment ever care about whether you felt good. Simply seeing you as a means to an end, paying their exorbitant fee and then leaving. You already felt your cunt beginning to drool with your slick and mingle with the lube that you’d slathered on before climbing into position.
“Yeah?” He mimicked, sliding his fingers lower to prod against your tight entrance, feeling your walls fluttering as they desperately tried to pull him inside, “Barely even fuckin’ touched you.”
The tips of his fingers caught against your hole as you tried to roll your hips to push him inside, your body trembling as you felt the heat begin to rise inside you.
“What’s your name?” The voice persisted and you paused, biting down on your bottom lip as you tried to work out how to answer. You weren’t even supposed to be talking to him, never mind telling him your name.
“We’re not supposed to talk—” You whispered but he was quick to cut you off.
“I don’t give a fuck what you’re supposed to do, Princess.” He goaded, adding a second finger to your slick heat as a grunt left his lips.
You mumbled your name in response and he repeated it through the drywall, the sultry sound of it had your entrance fluttering around nothing as he grazed the hole with his digits.
“Are you as pretty as your name, I wonder?” It wasn’t even a compliment, not really, but the words had your cheeks scorching with heat as he continued to pay attention to your naked sex.
“How are you so tight?” He groaned as the tip of his fingers pressed inside you, curling them to focus against the spongy spot inside you as he languidly began pumping in and out of your heat. Absolutely no sense of urgency in his movements as he watched the way your body reacted to his touch.
“What about you?” You mumbled, confused as to why he wasn’t getting himself off after paying so much to be here.
“I thought we weren’t supposed to be talkin’,” You could hear the teasing tone to his voice as he pushed his fingers as deep inside you as they would go, scissoring them as he pulled a surprised whine from your lips, “Well, what about me, Princess?”
You were certain you recognised the voice but you couldn’t quite place it, the gravely undertone sending gentle shockwaves directly to your clit.
“Don’t you want to get yourself off?” You whispered, your chest heaving as you felt his thumb graze your swollen clit, already feeling yourself edging closer to your release.
“Who says I’m not?” He probed as he continued swirling gentle circles against your clit, your inner walls pulsing around his digits.
You wondered whether he was touching himself on the other side of the wall, suddenly jealous of his hand as you imagined his thick fingers wrapped around his cock. Trying to picture it in your mind as he worked your body with precision, or maybe he meant that this alone was enough to satisfy him, but it couldn’t be that. This was the first time you’d ever had someone looking to satisfy your needs.
“Aren’t I the paying customer?” He continued, his fingers inside you speeding up as he moved to press them against your soft walls with each roll of his wrist, “Aren’t you supposed to do whatever I say?”
“Yes,” You cried out, your hips rolling into his touch as you eagerly tried to grind your clit against his thumb, feeling the coil inside you so close to snapping.
“Then cum for me.” He commanded simply, the tone to his voice had such an air of dominance over it that you found yourself complying. Your body began to shake as you felt your orgasm flow through you, your toes curling as he continued pumping his fingers in and out of you to prolong the sensation.
“Fuck,” He snarled on the other side of the wall as you came undone, making you wonder whether he was shamelessly staring at his fingers buried deep inside your walls. Making your body heat up at the thought of him staring at you so unabashedly without you knowing, “Good girl.”
You keened at his praise as he continued swiping slow, gentle circles against your clit. Feeling your body writhe beneath him as you rode out your release, chest heaving as you felt him slowly pull his hand back. Hearing the familiar jingle of his belt buckle on the other side of the wall, fingers tearing the foil packet of a condom as a formal requirement inside the glory hole as he lay the heavy weight of his cock against your pelvis.
He was big. He had to be from the sheer mass that was now resting between your thighs. Feeling the tip almost graze your belly button as you imagined just how deep he would be inside of you. Your cunt clenching in anticipation as he began to stroke the fat tip of his cock between your messy folds. Feeling them part for him as he nudged against your sensitive clit, making you cry out for him as he repeated the motion.
“So messy;” He mumbled, dragging his cock along your folds as the head caught against your entrance, shifting your hips to try and get him inside you. Annoyed that your thighs were bound against the wall so you couldn’t wrap them around his waist to trap him, “You’re drenched.”
That’s how you knew he was looking at you, imagining his intense gaze as he continued to tease your slit, coating himself with your creamy slick as he tapped the tip against your puffy clit. Your entrance still pulsing from your climax as he finally pushed himself against it, groaning when he felt himself slip past the first ring of muscle. A saccharine smell of burnt caramel lingered in the air as you felt the black dividing wall shake as he slammed an open palm against it with a grunt, the sweetness mingling with a smoky musk as your eyes widened in realisation.
There was only one man you knew with a quirk like that, you’d spent more than enough time searching his name over social media to know it. But you’d never known the explosive man to frequent establishments like this, judging by his socials he had no hardship finding sexual partners.
So why would he be here?
“Fuck, quit your clenchin’” He grunted on the other side of the wall as you flushed, focusing back on the man as you realised your cunt had been squeezing his cock like a vice at the realisation, “You want me to cum quick or somethin’?”
“No,” You whined, feeling as though someone had poured freezing cold water on top of you as he snapped his hips. Finally burying himself inside you to the hilt.
You’d never felt so full. His trimmed pubes tickling your clit as his balls rested snugly against the curve of your ass, your legs quivering as you heard the sharp intake of breath he made on the other side of the wall.
“Shit, look at you.” He groaned, bringing his thumb and index finger down to spread your lower lips so he could see his cock buried deep inside you, “Wish you could see what I can see, Princess.”
You did too, wanting to see the Pro-Hero on the other side of the wall so you could finally confirm your suspicions. If it was the explosive blond you knew he would be a marvellous sight to behold. Wishing you could run your hands along his chest and leave pretty red nail marks along his back.
“I wish I could see on the other side too,” You felt your cheeks heat at the implication. He wanted to see what you looked like, the words causing a ruffle of butterflies to erupt in your chest as you felt his warm hands begin to run along your thighs again as he started a soft pace.
Each forward thrust of his hips had you jolting inside the wall, your breasts bouncing inside your black bra as the tip of his cock hit deep inside your cunt. The engorged tip kissing your cervix as he began to increase his pace, the lewd sound of his balls slapping against your skin filled the room as it mingled with the noises coming from the other Pro-Heroes who were at the other walls.
“So noisy,” Bakugou smirked smugly as he heard the crude sound of your slick walls squelching around his cock, leaving creamy rings of your slick around the base of his cock and his blond pubes as he fucked into you, “You always get this wet for the Pro’s fuckin’ you?”
“No,” You answered honestly, you couldn’t remember the last time you felt this way. Possibly the occasions that Pro-Hero Grand would visit, his quirk giving him away in an instant as he sent so many vibrations through your core that you couldn’t feel your legs afterwards. Your cunt completely numb from the pleasure as he always bid you farewell with a kiss to your clit.
“No?” You could hear the exulting tone to his voice as he kept his consistent pace, “This is all for me, hah?”
You could already feel another climax swiftly approaching, your cunt gripping him like a vice as your toes began to curl. A motion that didn’t go unnoticed by the blond as he began to focus his motions directly towards the spongy spot inside you, bending his knees to change the angle as the forking veins of his cock caught against you with each movement.
“Fuck,” He snarled, “Gonna cum for me again already?”
“Yes,” You hissed, jolting when you felt him press his calloused thumb to your clit as he began to torture it, flicking it side to side in a frantic motion as you writhed beneath him. Your bound lower half keeping you in place as you came with a squeal, your cunt gushing all over his crotch as you squirted.
“Oh fuck yes— that’s it, baby.” He continued taunting your clit as he watched the clear liquid escape your slit and soak his slacks, continuing to piston his cock in and out of you as he prolonged your climax, “Make a fuckin’ mess on my cock.”
You pressed your hands against the wall, unable to stop him from torturing your clit as your body thrashed on the other side. Your cries turning to screams as he continued his assault, pressing it side to side as he continued to languidly pump his cock inside your clenching walls. Throwing his head back in pleasure as sweat began to head against his temples, blond hairs sticking to his skin as his eyes rolled back.
“S’too much, please.” You whined through the barrier, trying to get him to grant you a moment's respite as your body trembled. Finally giving you a second to recover as he pulled his thumb away from your throbbing clit.
“You’re so fuckin’ good,” Each word was met with a sharp thrust of his hips, a deliberate action to pull more sweet sounds from between your lips.
A harsh smack to your ass caught you off guard as the noise sounded in the room, your cunt clenching around him at the motion as your skin began to prickle, another gasp leaving your lips when he repeated the action against the other cheek.
You felt elated at his praise, your heart pounding against your rib cage at his words as he continued his long, slow thrusts. Each forward motion had the full length of his cock buried inside your depths.
“Can ya feel that?” He murmured, pressing his palm against your pelvis as he pushed down on the slight bulge his cock was making inside your walls, “‘m so deep inside your little pussy.”
Bakugou kept his palm there as he continued thrusting in and out of your tight heat, feeling the way you reacted to his touch, “Such a good girl for me.”
Bakugou smirked at the way your walls clenched around him whenever he praised you, laying his forearm against the wall as he pressed his sweaty forehead against it. Trying to calm his body down to stop himself from cumming too soon, the other Pro’s that had shared the room with him were now dressed and gone as he stayed firmly buried inside you. Not wanting this to be over so soon.
“Please,” You mumbled on the other side of the wall, your voice so quiet he wasn’t sure he’d heard it at first, feeling his cock throb at your desperate tone, “I need it—“
“Good lord,” He snarled, moving his hands to the fat of your thighs, fingers dipping into the flesh as he squeezed hard for leverage. Pulling his hips back so only the tip of his cock stayed buried inside you before pushing forward, bottoming out inside you with one sharp thrust.  
A motion that almost knocked the wind out of you as you let out a silent moan, lips parted in pleasure as he began a frantic pace. Tears began to cling to your mascara’d lashes as the sound of skin against skin filled the room, the barrier shaking with how hard he was pounding your cunt.
“You think this flimsy fuckin’ wall is gonna separate us?” Bakugou scoffed as he continued fucking into your tight cunt, feeling your walls spasm around his cock at his words. The suggestion that his brute strength could bring the partition down so you could see him, feel him.
“Shit,” He barked, his pace becoming sloppy as his cock began to twitch inside you, “‘m gonna fuckin’ cum.”
It was at that moment you wished it wasn’t a requirement to wear condoms, wanting to feel him paint your walls white with his release, to feel him fill you to the brim with his essence as it mingled with your own. His hips stuttering as he found himself coming undone, his grip on your thighs tightening as he came inside the condom. Giving a few more languid thrusts into your slick cunt as he slowly pulled out. Your thighs ached as you felt a scorching sensation against your skin, it shouldn’t have made your cunt throb but it did. A pain that swiftly morphed into pleasure as you cried out, arching your back as you felt the warmth spread along your thighs.
A muted ‘shit’ sounded from the other side of the wall as he noticed what he had done, he’d marked you.
“You okay?” He rasped, so gentle compared to his previous actions.
“Y-yeah,” You mumbled back, spent after what was probably the best sex of your life, “Thank you.”
“Tch, I think I’m the one that should be thankin’ you, Princess.” You felt his lips press gentle kisses against the darkened marks he’d left against your thighs, mumbling the softest ‘sorry’ against the skin as you wished you could reach out to touch him.
You wanted to speak to him more, to share his presence a few moments longer but you heard the door open on the other side. A noise signalling the end of his appointment in the private room, feet shuffling as you listened to his footsteps as he left.
When you got back into the changing rooms on wobbly legs you knew you were in trouble, the glare your boss was giving you enough to knock someone dead as you stood in a simple black robe.
“What have I told you about not letting the clients leave marks? I won’t be able to work you in any of the lower holes until you get rid of it, and you know they pay more. I’m going to have to put you on the small holes.”
You groaned internally at that, the holes where patrons paid to have their dicks sucked didn’t pay nearly as much as the lower body holes. Your bills already piling up as you felt the skin on your thighs tingling from the marks that Bakugou had left. You should’ve felt more upset but how could you when you’d just had sex with the Dynamight. Of course, you hadn’t seen his face but you knew it had to be him.
“—and you should know better, I have half a mind to dock your pay for tonight for your sheer stupidity.”
A knock at the door broke your boss from his rant as you were met with the piercing vermilion gaze of Dynamight. Your stomach doing backflips as you stood in his presence, the person you wanted to lay your eyes on all this time now standing in front of you. You couldn’t help but stare, the suit he wore clinching him in all the right places, his tie loose and hanging around his neck.
You were right, it was him-
“Sorry, Mr Dynamight, sir. This area is strictly for employees only. I can show you to our VIP lounge—”
Bakugou ignored your boss completely as he reached into his pocket, pulling a wad of cash from his wallet, "I’ll pay for however much her next week's shifts woulda been."
Your boss’ eyes widened at the wad of cash the Pro-Hero was holding out to him as though it was the daily newspaper. Quickly taking the notes out of his hand as he began to thank him, incessantly talking at the blond who didn’t pay him any mind, his gaze still completely focused on you.
“What are you doing now?”
“She has another client booked, but I can show you another one of our girls—“
Moving to pull more money out as he thrust it in your boss’ face, “She’s done for the night.”
“I’m sorry, Mr Dynamight, sir. That isn’t a service we offer here-”
Bakugou’s nostrils flared as he pulled out another wad of cash, thrusting it into your boss’ face as he accepted it with a greedy smirk.
“Have a good evening, Mr Dynamight.” He smirked as he tried to push you out of the changing room, still clad in just a robe without your shoes.
Bakugou growled as he told him to get out, your boss obeying in an instant as you were left alone in the room. Suddenly feeling extremely self-conscious as you began to busy yourself to leave, grabbing your clothes from your locker as you slipped your panties up your thighs.
“Why did you do that for me?” You mumbled, unable to look him in the eyes now as you faced the wall, “It was so much money.”
“It was my fault I ruined your income.” He shrugged as though it was nothing, “I’ve never lost my shit like that before,” his eyes drifting down to the distinct marks against your legs. “You should put something on those—”
“I’ll be okay,” You’d most definitely had worse, “You didn’t have to do that though, I could’ve made it work.”
He let out a low ‘Tch’ as you continued grabbing your clothes to change.
“What are you gonna do the rest of the night then?”
“I dunno— maybe get ramen.”
“Okay, let’s go.” You raised a brow as you turned to look at him, dropping your robe as his eyes stayed focused on your face. Somehow the action making you want him more as you slipped your shirt over your head.
“You’re going to come with me to get ramen?” You laughed slightly as you moved to pull your jeans on, his face morphing into a scowl as you pulled the denim up your thighs.
“What’s so fuckin’ funny?” He glared at you.
“I just didn’t think you’d wanna go and get 500¥ ramen with me at-“ You picked up your cell phone to check the time, “1.30am.”
“I can make you way better food than the shit they make in those places anyway,” He scoffed, “And you won’t die of food poisoning.”
“Oh yeah?” You smiled, picking up your bag as you eased it onto your shoulder.
“Come home with me.” The way he worded it was more of an order, but you could hear the questioning tone to his voice as he waited for your reaction.
“What?” This was insane, going to get ramen at a seedy all-night restaurant was one thing, but there was no way a Pro-Hero wanted to see you outside work in his own home, never mind the number two Hero Dynamight.
“You heard me. Come home with me.” His palm came forward to cup your cheek, turning your head to face him as his intense gaze met yours. “I’ll make you ramen, but after I want to actually see your face when I split you apart on my cock.”
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levworship · a day ago
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more meanie!bakugou before i go to sleep <3
cw: toe stuff (light), recording
imagine enjoying your lazy sunday together in your dorm, lounging on opposite ends of the bed and scrolling silently through social media to catch up on the latest pro hero gossip together. you’d occasionally poke and prod at his pretty face your feet, only ever being met with a sneer and a huffed “knock it out.”
katsuki gets sick of your shit fast though. doesn’t even look up from his phone before shoving his big toe right into your mouth without warning, smirking as he envisions how shocked your expression must’ve been. switches over to the camera app and starts recording as he shoves the appendage further into your mouth, admiring the way your drool dribbles down to his heels. leaves the flash on too, to make sure the video really captures the sloppiness of your saliva. his dick cant help but twitch at the discovery of his and your new kink <3
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thirsts and requests for haikyuu and bnha are open.
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lady-lauren · a month ago
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Call Me Daddy
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Pairing: Dilf!Katsuki x Reader
Warnings: daddy kink, breeding, age gap, authority/power dynamics, praise with a dash of degradation, rough sex, mention of bruising, claiming, belly bulge, size difference, creampie 
Word Count: 3.5k
A/N: Well. I don’t know what to say. I have been literally so god damn horny with thoughts of Dilf Bakugou today, so I said fuck it, let’s be bred. Special thanks to @whats-her-quirk​ for helping me brainstorm and thirst today, and to @mindninjax​ and @lookslikeleese​ for reading over it all and giving me the love and validation to know I did Katsuki right 💕
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It’s a sweet surprise for Katsuki to find you sleeping on the couch when he returns home. An exhausting night of hero work has left him drained, sans for the adrenaline still snaking through his veins. The sight of you makes his heart hammer in the confines of his chest, his cock twitch against the spandex of his hero suit.
You’re not supposed to be here.
You should’ve been gone hours ago, should’ve taken your cute little sundresses in your overnight bag onto the train after his ex-wife came to collect the rowdy kids he pays you to watch over. Instead, you’ve rolled onto your stomach, throw pillow clutched underneath your face, hem of your dress hiked to where he can see the curve of your ass, the fat of your thighs.
The news is rolling on the flatscreen, accounts of his heroic deeds flashing across the pixels. Your dewy skin catches the colors, blues and yellows dancing across your shoulder blades and sinking between your spread legs.
Katsuki’s hands are itching to touch you. The spaces between his fingers feel empty, eager to touch soft skin and the cotton of your panties.
He debates waking you with a hand between your thighs.
You’ve tempted him long enough, spent nearly a year holding his babies in your arms and running around in your shirt and stupid little thongs in the morning to get them fed and dressed. You’re practically a live-in nanny, he might as well reward you with something special for all your overtime.
He removes his gauntlets and mask by the door before crouching down in front of your sleeping form. The way your lashes curl against your cheeks, how glossy and plump your lips are, how smooth your skin is—it all reminds him how fucking old he is. Grey peppers his temples, crows feet kiss his eyes, he’s got scars lining thick muscles.
How young you are just makes you more appetizing. He could teach you a few things, if you let him.
Katsuki holds his fingers next to your ear, grinning as he sets off the tiniest spark of an explosion in his palm that makes you jerk awake and look at him like bright-eyed prey.
“Havin’ sweet dreams after watching me on the TV, kiddo?”
You’re so startled that your tits are heaving, a strap of your dress hanging limp down your arm.
“Fuck, I’m so sorry, sir, god it must be late, I—”
“Save it, it’s fine. And cut it out with that sir shit, you know I don’t like it.” Because it makes him feel old, reminds him that he pays you and has some weird authority over you. The authority part he doesn’t mind, even makes him a bit hard because he’s always loved having a dash of power, but the old part grinds at his ego.
“I was scared when I saw you fighting that villain not too far away. I got worried and started watching the news and I guess I fell asleep.”
“Scared?” he shifts his weight forward on his toes, arm reaching to latch onto the back of the couch, “sweetheart, you’re in my house, ain’t nobody gonna be hurting you here.”
Epinephrine is rushing through his body still, making his ears pound and crimson eyes pool with lust. He’s got you all alone, all to himself, no crying babies calling for your attention.
“It’s past your bedtime, anyway, kid.” But he doesn’t move to let you stand, instead he creeps forward, hand on the couch moving to toy with the strap dangling on your arm.
Delicate as you are, you don’t back away from his advances.
“I’m too old to have a bedtime. Besides, you’re not my daddy.”
“Is that right?”
Katsuki chuckles as he cocks his head, making a show of looking you up and down, gaze lingering on your chest, taking notice of how your thighs are clenched together. You smell sweet, young, like fresh roses in rain and whatever girly shampoo you use. Your nails are pricking into the pillow, anxious, waiting.
He’s played with you a few times before: trapped you between him and the kitchen counter just so he could feel your breasts squished against his chest, touched your knee one too many times whenever he sits next to you, hell, he once even grabbed the entirety of your perfect ass as an excuse to help lift you off your toes to reach a book on one of the kid’s shelves. You’ve never pushed him away, only gotten a little flustered and batted your lashes.
You want him. He can practically smell that, too.
“Well, daddy has had a long, hard day. And he thinks it’s time for bed.”
There’s a retort bubbling in your throat, he knows, but he doesn’t care.
He takes the plunge, grabbing your waist and hoisting you up and over his shoulder as if you weigh nothing. And you do, to him. He’s stronger than you could ever imagine.
The way you squeak a quick “Katsuki!” as he marches toward the stairs makes his pants too tight around his thighs. Your dress bunches around your hips and he’s quick to capitalize, large palm cupping the meat of your ass as he follows the well-worn steps to his room. He doesn’t even consider the guest room. No, he wants you in his bed, where you belong, where you’re going to stay.
“This is what you’ve wanted, yeah? Always bein’ such a good girl and tryin’ to get my attention,” he doesn’t even bother to shut the door, just drops you and lets you bounce on his sheets.
“I think this is what you’ve wanted,” you sit up on your knees and reach for him, tugging him closer by the orange straps on his chest, “always teasing me, touching me.”
He likes the way you giggle, how your small hands pull apart his costume piece by piece. He likes how your nails scrape against his chest when you peel the black fabric away from it.
The scars, pink and marred and arching into the sparse blonde hairs across his pectorals, his biceps, he wonders if they bother you. You seem to pay them no mind, too eager to pry at the green leather of his belt.
Age has taught him to be more patient, but he’s too hungry for you to take your time undressing him.
“Oi, quit it,” he brushes your hands away, following the routine he’s memorized of removing all the clunky bits and pieces of his costume.
You watch him intently, like you’ve wondered what all it takes to get him out of his gear.
“Don’t just sit there and stare, take that fucking dress off.”
By the time your flimsy little piece of clothing hits the floor, he’s naked.
Katsuki crawls over you without a second thought, capturing your jaw between thick fingers so he can kiss you like he wants. You’re so receptive that it makes him groan, lips and legs parting like the fucking sea. He always knew you were submissive, breedable.
You match his pace, meld your mouth against his and arch your back, whiny and greedy like a little cat in heat.
“Oh yeah,” he growls as he rolls his hips between your legs, hard cock nestling against your wet panties, “Daddy’s gonna fuck you so good tonight, sweeheart. Pound a baby right into your perfect little cunt.”
“Oh god, please, that’s all I want.”
One of your legs loops around his side, fingers sinking into his hair and urging him to kiss you again. And again. And again. He loves the way you taste, how your tongue twists around his and your mouth slants just right. Perhaps you’re more experienced than he thought, but he still knows the steps to this dance better than you.
“What a little slut,” he drags his lips down your jaw, finds where your pulse is humming in your neck and sucks, “daydreaming about being bred n’ drippin with cum.”
He likes the way you react to the sound of his voice, tits pressing against his chest and whimpers filling your mouth. Katsuki spends his time with the delicate arch of your throat, drinking in your skin and sucking until blood wells just below the surface. He’s going to mark you, claim you. He’s thought about it so many times, how you’d look so fucking pretty with handprints on your ass, hickies on your neck, wearing them with pride around the house because you’re his.
Your nipples are already puffy, sensitive from dragging along the plush muscles of his chest. He sucks the fat of your breast between his teeth, eyes flashing up to watch your face as he does. Bliss tinges your cheeks, has your lips, wet with his spit, parted and moaning. God you look sexier than he imagined.
And he has imagined this, too many times to count. Fucked his cock into his hand at night thinking of your thighs, thinking of what your tits look like beyond the thin layers of clothes you wear. He’s thought about you whispering daddy please over and over again as he takes anything and everything he wants from you.
“Gonna fill these up with milk,” he soothes your nipple with his tongue, hot and flat. He cups your tit, kneads into the flesh, rough and greedy and it makes you sing. Your panties soak as he sucks your nipple into his mouth. He rolls his hips, your slick smearing against his cock, even coating his balls.
Spit clings between your tit and his mouth as he dives for the other, lavishing it in the same attention as the other.
“Oh, daddy, fuck, fuck!”
If he wasn’t so keen on showing off his experience, he’d push you down and fuck into your tight hole this very moment. But he keeps his composure, despite the fact that pre is dribbling down his cock.
“Atta girl, calling for your daddy. Now let’s see how fast I can make you cum.”
The threads of your panties splinter so easily, just a flick of his wrist and they’re ruined. Not like you hadn’t already soiled them.
Katsuki settles between your thighs, grinning so hard it hurts as he spreads the folds of your pussy with his thumbs.
“Can’t believe you’ve been hidin’ this pretty pussy from me.”
He could stare at you all night, watch the way your muscles clench and your slick pours from your tight little hole. Hishole.
You mewl as he runs a knuckle between your folds, uncurling his index finger to toy with your aching clit.
“S-sorry, sir, I—!” He shoves two thick fingers into you, having to bite the inside of his mouth at how fucking hot and tight you are around him.
“I said fucking cut it out,” he plunges his fingers in and out to make a point, “with the sir shit.”
The way you whine makes his cock thump against his lower stomach, all high-pitched and blissed out. Your hips grind down against his hand, one of your hands flying into his hair for stability while the other clutches his pillow. You’re babbling a string of sorry daddy, I’ll be good, promise, promise, and he can’t help but swirl his thumb over your clit and watch how your thighs shake.
Oh he’s going to fucking wreck you.
He doesn’t even have to put his mouth on you to make you cum. Normally that’s his trump card; quick kitten licks over your clit while he curls his fingers just right. But you’re wound tight, so tight he can feel all your walls clenching with every push of his fingers. He’s thrusting hard, fast, purposely pressing against a spongey, ridged spot deep inside of you that has you moaning like a whore. And his thumb is relentless, like clockwork against your clit in perfect tight circles that has you lit like a flame.
Your legs clamp around his wrist as you scream, tummy spasming over and over as ecstasy crawls over every nerve.
You look so pretty when you cum, eyes squeezed shut and your tits heaved to the sky. It’s like he can see the heat traveling over your body, feel the waves crashing over you.
He can’t wait to make you do that again. And again. And again. He’ll make a mess of you, tonight and any night he wants.
“That all it takes?” He chuckles, keeping his fingers lodged inside of you as you come down from the high. You blink a few times and catch your breath, smiling like an idiot.
“You’re good at that,” you muse.
“Of course I fucking am. I’m twice your age, sweetheart. I’ve fingered more girls than you’ve had orgasms.”
You sit up on your elbows and watch him with glassy eyes as he sucks the juices from his fingers.
“Oh I don’t know about that, daddy,” you’re up and moving quicker than he expected, hands on his shoulders as you push him back, straddling him, “I’ve made myself cum so many times thinking about you.”
A hot flash twists through his chest at your admission. The thought of you playing with those pretty tits and burying your fingers into your cunt with his name on your tongue makes his lips part. He grips your hips meanly, strong fingers gripping hard enough to bruise as he pulls you down and drags your messy cunt along the length of his cock.
“Yeah? And what’s a young thing like you doin’ thinkin’ about an old man like me?”
You lean over him, tucking your face into the crook of his neck to mimic what he did to you earlier, kissing and sucking at his skin until he groans. Your nails sink into his musculature, dig into his obliques, skim over his abs. He’s not as cut as he once was, but he’s stronger than he’s ever been, spent years sculpting himself into a powerhouse.
And now he’s moaning beneath a little girl, hips rolling just to get another kiss from your cunt.
Your face comes to hover over his, darling eyes taking in the lines of his face. Your hips rise and he bites back a groan at the loss of contact, only to feel your hand grasping at his cock and lining him up with your entrance.
“I think about having blonde babies,” you start sinking down on him and he has to hold himself back from crushing your hips, “think ‘bout being your little whore, your fucktoy you keep locked away in—”
He slams his mouth against your to shut you up, mind already fucking dizzy just from feeling your pussy slowly suck him in.
The moans you release into his mouth drive him wild, make him arch his hips off the bed and spear his cock into your depths.
That makes you fucking scream.
Your palms slam into his chest as you sit up on his cock, sinking down more as he fucks up into you. Head falling back, you keep moaning from your chest, vibrations tingling over his skin. He can tell you want to match his rhythm, but he won’t let you. He keeps his grip tight on your hips, bucking up into you and fucking you just how he wants.
“You love daddy’s cock, don’t cha? Take it like a fuckin’ champ, too.”
And he means it, he can’t keep his eyes off where your sweet flesh takes him in, a ring of cream already pooling at his base and dripping down his balls. He’s mesmerized by the scene of young, pliant flesh sucking him in. Your lower tummy is bulging from his girth, head of his cock visible with every fresh plunge.
“Gonna fuckin breed you, sweetheart. Pump you full of seed and watch you swell with a baby.”
Nails dig into his chest enough to hurt, making him groan. All you do is nod your head in response, too busy trying to keep your breath while he fucks you at a maddening pace. A triumphant, hearty laughs claws out of his chest, so damn pleased with himself to be fucking such a pretty thing.
A tumble of curses rains down from your mouth, smothered by the sounds of his balls barreling against your ass. You’re getting tight again, your clit being pounded by a thatch of golden curls and fit muscles with every thrust he gives you.
“Yeah you like this? Like gettin’ fucked dumb?”
“Ah-ah, yes, yes daddy, yes!”
Music to his fucking ears.
Katsuki needs more leverage, wants even more control. He keeps himself rooted inside of you as he rolls you onto your back, never missing a beat with his thrusts as he changes positions. He sits back on his knees and pushes your legs back, strong hands folding you practically in half so he can watch himself slide in and out, in and out. That bulge in your belly is even more prominent when you’re on your back.
“So fucking good, sweetheart,” he can feel sweat beading down his back, a familiar sweet scent like candy filling the room, “you want babies? My babies? You better start fuckin’ beggin’.”
He loves the way your back arches at his words, tits bouncing and cunt clenching.
A calloused hand snatches your jaw, pulls your face to look at him while he fucks you. Tears are pooling in the corners of your eyes, overwhelming pleasure taking its toll all over your supple body.
“D-daddy please,” your eyes roll a bit as he fucks into you deeper, his hand pulling your hips down so he can grind into you.
“Louder, want the fuckin’ walls to remember what you say,” he digs his fingers into your warm cheeks to cement his point.
“Fuck, daddy, please! Want your cum so bad, want you to make me a mommy!”
Even his balls tighten at your words. Thoughts of making you a fucking mommy, watching you ripen with his child overtake every space in his brain. Your little body is so willing, practically begging for it with the way you’re creaming around him.
Katsuki’s instincts go into overdrive, both hands grasping at your hips and pulling you down with every snap of his hips. He doesn’t even care that sweat is dripping from his brow, that blooms of bruises are welling up underneath hands that look too worn to be on your skin, all he cares about is forcing every ounce of cum from his balls into your cunt.
“Such a good little slut for daddy, aren’t you? Gonna make you mommy, give you babies that look like me.”
He’s racing up that euphoric mountain, can feel it heavy in his shoulders, in his stomach. Your pussy is twitching, squelching, pleading for another release. His thumb takes residency on your clit again, pressing far too hard than he should, but he needs to feel you come undone around him. He deserves it.
The moment you cum again, he loses his goddamn mind. Immediately he has to take his hands off you, his quirk unleashing in his palms as he spurts hot cum into your depths. He’s seeing stars, colors, orgasm shattering over him like an earthquake under the ocean.
He can’t remember the last time he came so hard. His chest aches, heart pounding as he gasps out your name in the last seconds of his release. But you’re not done, your hands have taken hold of his forearms as you keep your pussy sheathed over him, legs closing in around him as you cry out from the devastating euphoria cracking over your senses.
His knees ache by the time you’ve both fallen from your highs.
It almost hurts to pull out of you, cock still raging with blood. Your whimper when he leaves your cunt, like you’ve lost something.
“You alright, sweetheart? Didn’t break you?”
You nod numbly, a too-pleased smile etched into your cheeks.
He’s been around the block enough times to know that your hormones are racing, that it’ll take far more time for you to come back to earth than him. He flops onto his back and throws his arm over his forehead, groaning when he feels you wind yourself around him, tucking one of his thighs between your legs.
Cum drips onto the downy hairs of his leg and he couldn’t be more satisfied.
“Meant what I said, kid.”
You hum and raise your head to look at him, chin tucking onto his chest.
“I’ll give you any fucking babies you want.”
Your laugh actually makes him feel warm, like it’s a sound he’ll never get tired of hearing.
“We have time, Katsuki. Besides, you already have two that I need to take care of.”
His fingers trace circles onto your back before he pulls you in even closer.
“Nah, I’ll hire a new nanny. You have new fucking job.”
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dilf-uc · 21 days ago
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bakugou who rips through the condom as he cums inside you so he goes down on you and eats your pussy out mixed with his and your cum so you don't get pregnant :(
OH MY GOD WHXBRBF you’d still get pregnant though :/
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warnings » nsfw. minors dni. afab!reader. 1.4K of cum eating :> protected to unprotected sex, accidental condom breakage, heavy cursing, oral (f receiving), cum eating, overstimulation, squirting, etc. bakugou also uses his quirk against reader’s thighs so they keep them spread open for him <3
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BAKUGOU who doesn’t realize the extent of his own strength when it comes to fucking your tight pussy that just drives him feral; the sweet feeling of roughly having his way with you and you letting him because you’re a helpless mess in his arms, letting his cock find a home in you like always.
and he’s already rough at sex due to the way he’s always boosting his ego by making you cum with just his dick. prepping you with his fingers doesn’t count.
but perhaps it’s a mistake every once in a while to go that fast to the point where the one form of protection against his rough ramming would be ruined in the spur of a moment where he’s not supposed to spill inside you.
“ah, shit, it ripped!” bakugou breathes out, groaning and agitated as he comes down from his high; sweat prickling at his forehead as he leans over you. “fuck.”
he’s irritated at himself for it, but he can’t do much about his strength and stamina, and you of all people should know that. you knew the way his hips were ramming into you from behind would have consequences as such.
but still, he doesn’t seem to hold it against you that the condom broke. and why should he? he was the one going rough on you, it’s not your fault your tight pussy swirled with his fast movements caused the latex to rip.
“i-i told you to go slower—hmph,” you whine, breathing out when you feel the way his fat cock pulls out of you; leaving you with immense emptiness as you come down from your own high, feeling him shift to get beneath you and your breaths slow down.
“‘s fine, i’ll handle it,” he murmurs gruffly and you’re taken by surprise when his head is leveled at your thighs; suddenly when his fingers begin tracing over the lightly bruised skin from his hands. don’t underestimate him, ever.
“huh? w-what are you doing?” you raise a brow as your chest heaves up and down seeing the way his brows furrow before his calloused hands spread your sticky legs apart; seeing some of his cum had already leaked out down the inner area of your thigh, licking his lips at the sight.
“i said i’d take care of it,” he looks up, teeth seething as his vermillion eyes look up into yours with more anger than before within his rough demeanor; hand roughly at both sides of your thighs. “just keep ‘em fuckin’ spread for me.”
“ah, w-wait i just came!” you try to clasp your thighs together to close them but his much stronger hands spark lightly at your skin to make sure you keep them apart and you gasp; wincing at the light pain that came from his palms.
“tch. this can’t wait— ‘m not ready to have kids,” bakugou grunts against your folds and you squeak at the tiny stimulation of just his nose bumping against your clit.
“katsuki, that’s not how it wor-oh!” you throw your head back against the pillow, eyebrows furrowing at this sensation of being stuffed prior to being emptied out of you with a few flutters of bakugou’s tongue into your throbbing creamed hole.
the way bakugou’s brows furrow and his eyes squint, makes you think that he doesn’t like this; doesn’t like the taste of your creamed cunt but in truth, he’s trying to slow down. but he’s unable to.
“s-slow down, katsuki— ‘m sensitive!” you look down at him with glossed eyes, thighs shaking at how fast the pace of his tongue is inside you and against your puffy clit, elbows that prop you up against the pillow shaking.
not with the instinctive way his tongue laps at it as if he’s been starved this entire time while fucking you; as if this is something he should have done a long time ago in the many times he’s cum inside you like this on accident— makes him mad and not fully satisfied.
you want to clamp your thighs around his head badly and you’re terrified it’ll cut the circulation to his lungs but you’re unable to stop yourself from trying to close them around him and he grunts loudly; cursing against you.
“p-please you’re going too f-fast again!” your lips wobble, breaths sharper as you feel the way his tongue slides up further into your cum slick walls; feeling him eat out and swallow the mess the more he grunts and groans against your sensitive lips. there’s no time wasted. “i can’t—AHH!”
the burning and explosive sensation from bakugou’s palm against the skin of your thighs makes you flinch hard and buck against bakugou’s tongue even more; he did it again. he just nearly fucking detonated your thighs to keep them open.
“tch. i told you to keep fuckin’ still,” bakugou pulls away for a second; pressing a kiss against your clit, making you moan. “got me fuckin’ wasting my time if you’re gonna keep being a brat.”
you’re afraid that he finds it disgusting; that he feels like he has to do this because the condom broke…
but something about the way you’re fisting the bed beneath you, hand moving up to tug at his spiked hair, wanting to pull him off with the relentless way he’s eating the cum out of you and swallowing it; is nothing but a lewd sight he enjoys menacingly when his vermillion eyes dart up and see tears slip past your cheeks. it’s hot to him.
no. nothing about it is disgusting; in fact, it only speeds up his appetite for your cunt even more like this.
despite your thighs being forcibly spread, you’re still undeniably sensitive, bakugou’s lips latching onto your swollen ones and his tongue looping circles inside you and feeling the way his throat bobs up and down when he swallows against your clit; it’s driving you closer to a rushed orgasm that wasn’t even intended for that sole purpose. was that even his goal? to make sure you don’t get pregnant from doing this? or did he have other plans that are evident in the way his vermillion eyes are dilating at your sensitive self shaking like this against him.
perhaps he shouldn’t have gone too rough or perhaps he should have— he’ll never know. he doesn’t want to know.
all he knows is the sight of you getting close like this; the way you’re chest heaves up and down and your fingers tug at his hair with your sped-up whines, makes him desire to make you cum against his mouth anyway. the way you’re being eaten out dumb like this you can’t even think back to why his tongue is so deep inside you; scooping out your and his swirled arousal.
“hngh— ‘m getting closer, please— y-you’re too fast!” you whine, hands tugging a little too harshly in his hair, making him groan angrily; as if you’re trying to provoke him by doing this.
“then fuckin’ cum, don’t waste my time.”
bakugou simply grunts against your cunt and curls the muscle of his tongue against your sweet and sensitive spot one last time; making you cry out in a screaming manner as you fist his hair and close your thighs around his head— he closes his eyes when you finally squirt and gush around his tongue; arousal slipping down his chin with his own mixed cum he was scoping out. your lewd smell overwhelmed his senses as he speeds up his tongue’s fluctuation to help you ride out your high; lightly detonating his quirk into the skin of your thighs once more, making you scream as your orgasm dies down. he’s left grunting against you when your thighs are gripping his head like this until you’ve calmed down.
you’d never waste his time.
“k-katsuki?” your soft and breathless voice causes him to look up and hum.
bakugou slips out his tongue for a moment to catch his breath and swallow what remained on his tongue; knowing full well that he had accidentally pushed up some of his cum into you, without meaning to.
he wants to coo at the sight of your legs still shaking, thighs making a small ringing in his ears lightly; he went a little rough but this is worth it. this fucked out expression of yours is worth it.
“stop fuckin’ shaking,” he crawls his head out from your thighs and leans over to press a wet kiss against your parted lips; tongue slipping into your mouth you can taste both of your arousal on your tongue and feel it in his grunt that vibrates into your throat; pulling away to kiss your cheek. “you did good.”
you sigh when he grabs a hold of your waist and pulls you against him; hand going over to smooth the side of your thighs in an attempt to stop them from shaking against him. it’s no use of course.
“just get on fuckin’ birth control or some shit next time,” bakugou grunts gruffly before lightly slapping your slick and messy cunt after lapping you up; making you whimper before rubbing his other wrist against his chin. you simply nod and hum, still shaking against his body while your brain is still hazed from your high. “you know i won’t go easy on you.”
but, really, at this point it shouldn’t matter if his cum spills out of you like this more often. condom or not, birth control or not— he wouldn’t mind, but wouldn’t say it. because he’ll always be here to clean it up while making you orgasm so hard you’ll forget the condom ever ripped.
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