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bakugou katsuki x reader.

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an. hi! this is a rewrite of one of my previous works before i deleted my old blog. please like and reblog if you enjoy! feedback would be appreciated :)

warnings. 18+ fem!reader, oral fem!receiving, praise, degradation? (use of whore is used once), katsuki spits in your mouth:), aged up bakugou. pushing my soft and whipped katsuki agenda.

synopsis. bakugou katsuki loves coming home to you :)

bakugou katsuki is a simple man.

he likes waking up early in the morning, and kissing your sleeping face before he leaves for his morning jog. he likes coming back to your smiling face, smelling your perfume and the scent of your hair when you walk past him to your closet.

the thing he likes the most, however, is coming home to you.

he remembers you whispering something about having off today, and your gleeful smile while you tell him all that you want to do. i might make brownies katsu’. maybe i'll even frost them for you. he remembers the way you wiggled your eyebrows at him then, adding a suggestive, only if you say please. he also remembers the way you suddenly broke off into a shriek when he responded by digging his fingers into your sides.

he smiles at the memory, but it grows even wider when he’s hit with the smell of brownies baking when he opens the front door. he can hear the soft croon of amy winehouse, along with your half-assed attempt at a duet.

when he walks into the kitchen however, he can feel the warmth in his chest spread to the rest his body while he watches you slightly sway to the music.

when you spot him, you start singing louder into the wooden spoon, reaching out to get him to dance with you. you're such a dumbass, you hear him whisper, feeling his strong hands move to your waist covered by your soft sleep shirt.

you’re the one dancing with me, you reply. katsuki just laughs, moving his hands to the small of your back while dipping his head to greet you with a kiss. the perfect picture of domestic bliss.

his kisses start to intensify, purpose flooding his actions. his hand moves to have a gentle hold on your chin, kissing the side of your mouth and moving down to your neck.

your hand trails up his workout shirt to feel his stomach tensing as he moves his pelvis to touch your tummy. he always showers before he comes home from the agency, which you always wrinkle your nose at. you’ve always liked the way he smells.

his moves his hands downward, patting your bottom to let you know to jump. he places you on the kitchen counter, kneading your hips as he continues kissing your neck.

you move a hand upwards to tug at his hair, eager to feel his lips on yours again.

he feels your hands tugging at his shirt, breaking away to look at your pouting face. “take it off katsu, please? wanna feel you.”

a small groan slips out of his mouth, eyebrows furrowing when he sees your soft eyes. he slips out of his shirt as quickly as he can manage, making a soft giggle leave your swollen lips.

he returns to you with surprising swiftness, your hands digging into his broad shoulders and feet crossing at the small of his back at the feeling of his tongue caressing your mouth.

it makes you shiver, feeling his big palms slide against your skin, fingertips digging into all the places where you're soft and pliant. makes you whimper against the push of his mouth, plead for him to make you feel good.

he listens, and he listens well. his big palm sliding down the front of your stomach, reaching past the damp patch of curls to thumb against your clit.

it makes you gasp, hips tilting out towards his hand as he palms you, middle finger sliding towards the place where you’re leaking steadily.

you pull back from his mouth slightly, taking a breath to really look at him. how soft he looks in the soft light of the setting sun, how good he looks when his face pinches as he feels how good and ready you are for him.

it makes you ache something fierce in between your thighs and somewhere deep in your chest. only something he can soothe. it makes you spread your legs, drawing him deeper into you.

it only intensifies when you feel him. hard and ready against your upper thigh, his hips moving slightly to help himself gain control. it makes you huff, smashing your lips back together, nails digging into the hard plains of his shoulders.

makes him smile, feeling how ready you are at the pull of your hands. his girl, like you were made for him. makes him slip two fingers into you, feel how soft and wet you are. “sh, baby. ‘s okay,” he mumbles, when he hears the hurt sound fall from your lips. “gotta get you ready for me, sweet girl.”

he curls his fingers, rubbing against that rough spot inside of you, makes your hips jolt and lips fall slack into a cry. he swallows it from your open mouth, and lets out a whimper of his own as he thinks about tasting you.

he does just that, removing his finger, and sucking them clean. katuski lowers back onto his haunches, tugging softly at your sleep shorts.

you can see the need in him, lifting your hips to let him tug them off. he spreads your legs wider, taking a look at your cute cotton panties, placing a kiss on your clit before he yanks them off too.

he opens his mouth, sticking his tongue out to place a sloppy kiss against your bare entrance. he licks his lips, savoring your taste as his eyes roll back in his head. it makes his free hand drift down to the front of his sweatpants, palming himself before slipping his hand inside. he tugs at himself, moaning into your cunt at your taste.

you arch your back against the counter top, feeling the vibrations and his nose bump against your bundle of nerves. it makes you reach for him, gripping his hair so tight you know that it stings a little. it only makes him needier though, using his free hand to shove you against his face, drowning himself in your cum.

you can only handle so much, however. feeling yourself ache more, quickly becoming frustrated at how unsatisfied you still feel. katuski, you whimper. your strained voice makes him stop, looking up to see your pleading eyes. makes him want to give it to you good so you’ll feel better, wants to make you feel so good you see stars.

so, he returns to your arms. his big palm rubbing soothing circles on your lower tummy as he lowers his sweatpants enough to slip himself out.

you push yourself up on your elbows as you watch him rub the head against your leaking entrance, covering himself in your cum. he moves the head up to your clit, giving you some teasing smacks, the soft pap pap’s make you whine.

you see it in the way his grin grows, the way his eyes go a bit more unfocused. you know he wants you just as bad as you want him. makes you go insane with it, reaching to take his cock in your hand to push it into you yourself.

it proves to be too tough for you though, the pleasurable ache of bakugou katsuki makes you flatten against the counter top, eyes closed as you release little hurt sounds with every exhale.

it makes him crazy all the same, his eyebrows furrowing and palm slapping against the countertop to keep his overeager hips from rutting into you. makes him groan, moving his thumb to rub your clit and feel your fluttering walls trying to take him.

“‘s okay, honey. sh, sh, take it.” he shifts his hips closer, feeling you slowly give way to let him slide fully inside. the push makes you scramble, grip quickly onto his hand on your lower stomach.

he finally bottoms out, releasing a shuttering groan to match with your shrill whimper. makes you breathe out a weak “okay,” then “okay, okay, okay.” soothing yourself and getting used to the feeling inside of you.

his left hand moves then, pushing up your sleep shirt to thumb at your nipple before finding its home against your ribcage. he sees the furrow of your brow, your breasts heaving and your hips grinding your clit against the coarse hairs on his pelvis. it makes his head drop, resting his forehead against yours as his hips jerk.

“you’re so pretty, sweet girl.”

“thank you, katsu,” you reply, voice soft. ever so pliant and sweet. that’s where his favorite nickname came from, looking at your soft eyes and sweet smile whenever you’d do something for you. always remembering your manners, just such a sweet girl.

he pulls his hips back slightly, feeling your walls grip him and suck him back in. makes you moan, soft and sweet, harmonizing with his shuddering groan. he thrusts back in, hard, jostling your body and pulling a startled ah! from your throat.

he pulls back again, and again, and again until he establishes a steady rhythm. katsuki spreads your folds, watching himself slide in and out with a squelch, listening to the moaning coming from your mouth and watching you clutch at his hand and your breast.

rolling his hips slightly upwards, he angles himself to hit that rough spot inside of you every. single. time. it makes you feral, twisting your upper body, and scrambling to place your palm on his toned lower stomach to try and control his thrusts.

he dips his head, trying to kiss at your slack lips, laughing into your open mouth as he grabs your cheeks to spit in it. he leans back slightly, pulling himself out, and slaps the tip of his cock on your clit, laughing at the way you squeal. “you’re so pretty honey,” he mumbles, bringing his head down to mouth at your hairline as he pushes himself back in. “such a sweet girl, baby, my sweet girl. my whore,” he says, his hips going faster and faster, creating a repetitive slapping sound.

you feel delirious, sparks sizzling just underneath your skin, the burning in the pit of your stomach intensifying with every thrust. constant streams of moans and babbled declarations of love bubbling from your mouth, begging for something you can’t place.

your body feels taut, slowly curling in on itself as the fire grows stronger. your legs begin to shake, eyes growing blurry with tears and your moans grow higher in pitch.

katsuki isn’t faring much better. his big hands digging into the softness of your hips, feeling his balls pull up tight as the knot in his stomach grows tighter and tighter. he watches as a lone tear falls from your eyes as your eyes roll slightly into the back of your head and your back arch -

he feels the way you clamp down, can hear your breathing stutter as stars erupt behind your eyes lids. it sets off a chain reaction, him whimpering out a final love you as he finally reaches his end.

you like to watch him as you come down, like the way his neck stretches and the way his adam’s apple bobs with a final elongated groan. makes you smile, feeling the warmth of him escaping around his cock. you stretch, feeling like the cat that got the canary.

with one final shutter, katsuki opens his eyes to look at you, smiling with you as he catches your eye. he leans down, clutches the side of your face as he gives you a sloppy kiss, humming into your mouth.

the afterglow is shattered, however, when you hear the shrill tone of your alarm, signaling the brownies are done. you go to move to take them out, but katsuki just smiles. he pulls out swiftly, ignoring your small hiss of discomfort, and throws you over his shoulder to walk you bare ass naked to your shared bedroom.

“katsuki!” you shriek, more worried about the brownies burning than anything else.

he slaps your ass to silent you, barking out a laugh as a responce to your startled hey!

he deposits you onto your shared bed, ignoring your wrinkled nose at the idea of cum getting onto your clean sheets.

“don’t worry, i'll take care of it,” in response to both the brownies and the sheets. “ just focus on regaining your strength after i just fucked your brains out.”

he moves to leave the room, throwing his head back in a laugh at your flustered attempt at scolding him. he returns to the kitchen with a dopey grin on his face, looking for the oven mits.

he wonders silently if this one will finally stick.

fin.

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