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a well mind, beautiful thinking

tags: daddy kink, dry humping/grinding, praise, degradation, thigh fucking, f!reader, comfort, softies, cum, creampies, aftercare, collars, choking, pet names, sex, cuddles, healthy relationship ™, switch!bakugou, switch!reader, light hair pulling, spanking, light overstimulation, pussy eating, nipple touching

pairing: Katsuki Bakugou x F! Reader

a/n: please forgive formatting I wrote and posted this on mobile lol anyways ( ˊᵕˋ )♡ read the tags pls and enjoy

18+ MDNI Please & Thank You

You walk down the hall, turning right and into the bedroom after an exhausting day. Your boyfriend lays across the room in bed, tired and half naked.

The cool air wafts around you, up the thin t-shirt you're adorning to brush over your nipples. They're hard, not that you notice. Goosebumps roll over the supple skin of your thighs and you hurry to the bed.

"Mhhh- you're finally in bed. That stupid skincare routine you have takes forever." Katsuki mumbles, adjusting himself to face you.

The blankets are warming the lower half of your body, basic black comforter trapping heat inside.

"Hey! I'll have you know, it only takes ten minutes and I'm going to look thirty when I'm FIFTY! " You bite out.

He snorts, eyes rolling before tugging you a little closer.

"You know what that means right?" His tone makes you squint. An arm drapes itself over your waste, rubbing little circles into your back.

"What?" You deadpan.

Mistake number one.

His hand snakes it's way under your Tshirt to the bare skin awaiting. The room is still cold, with a flirty breeze.

A tongue swipes over plush, pink, lips and he places a quick peck on your own. The blankets begin to rustle when he moves, hips now flush against your own.

"It means I'm going to want to fuck your pretty mouth for the rest of my damn life, darlin." Katsuki smirks, proud of himself.

You scoff.

"Oh puh-lease! You'd fuck my mouth if it was as pleasurable as a hollow piece of styrofoam."

You can hardly contain your giggles when the blonde rolls his eyes and frowns.

"Oh shut the fuck up, y/n. I would not!"

The both of you continue with playful banter for the next ten minutes before sleepiness takes over.

*:･ﾟ✧ﾟ･:**:･ﾟ✧ﾟ･:*

The next day goes with ease. Katsuki goes to work after wishing you farewell with a kiss to the forehead.

Not even an hour later you're cleaning and preparing for your own job. It's currently 7:30am and your eyelids still beg to shut. The smell of chemicals fills the air in your living room and you bid yourself a job well done.

Hot, unforgiving water rolls over your body as you pop the cap on body wash. It works your sore muscles up and down while you scrub yourself.

You quickly begin applying neutral makeup, as if only to enhance your natural features. Concealer, light foundation, a nude lip topped with gloss, and mascara.

The time reads 8:45AM and your eyes widen.

"Ope-"

You run out the door, bagel and tea in hand as you get in the car. The engine whirrs to life and you fiddle with the radio station before settling on a playlist.

When you get to work, the office is cold and stale. A stack of papers waits on your desk and you sigh before sitting on the leather chair.

Work goes smoothly but time drags on, taunting you with the invitation of your bed when you get home.

After seven grueling hours of slaving away for corporate, you finally stumble into the house.

The lock clicks behind you and your bags drop to the floor as soon as you get inside. Shoes discarded off to the side of the door as you throw what you prepped for dinner in a pan.

Preparing dinner ahead of time has been amazing for reducing food waste and costs. It doesn't take long, just throwing chicken and some sides in Ziploc bags and thawing it in the fridge. But it saves you on days like these, with aching feet and a sore head.

Katsuki gets home a little late, as you're sitting on the couch post shower in pajamas. The TV murmurs in the background while you flip through pages of a book.

Your eyes meet his own ruby orbs, lashes fluttering. The poor thing looks exhausted. Content, yes, but tired.

"Hey baby" You greet, padding across the vinyl floor to give him a peck on the cheek. Your fingers rub over his chest and down his tummy.

"'M kinda dirty right now lovey, I know you'l prolly already showered." He sighs into a kiss. His hand rests on your waist, thumb pressing into the soft skin exposed from lifting.

And it's true, there's dirt and grime smudged on his face and arms. His uniform looks battered.

He quickly kicks off his shoes and places them to the side with your own.

"Mmm.. Let me start the shower for you." You murmur, pulling away.

His hand drops from your waist and his arms stretch above his head.

You quickly turn on the hot water, waiting for him to follow behind you and begin undressing. Grabbing a lavender scented shower melt and tossing it into the bottom.

Lifting your torso to stand completely and turn around, you're met with a half naked Bakugou with his back to you.

He tosses everything into the laundry bin and begins pulling off his socks. Then go his pants, dropping to the tiled floor.

Bakugou's forearm rests on the bathroom counter, other hand reaching to snatch his bottoms from around his ankles.

Your eyes drop to his ass, admiring it as he stands. His ass is plush, round and firm. All the deadlifts and hip thrusts he does in the gym pay off tremendously.

He turns around and you hear a laugh when your eyes snap back up to his grinning face.

"Like what you see, dumbass?" Katsuki smirks, closing the distance between you too.

"Oh you know I damn well do." Your hands reach around his abdomen to grab at his firm bottom.

Lavender fills the room and you sigh, watching as he rolls his eyes.

You press a quick kiss to his chest, pat his butt and separate. He strolls toward the running water, pulling the door open and entering the steaming glass shower.

Leaving the bathroom to give him some space, you begin heating up dinner for him. While that circles through the microwave, you begin flicking through all the streaming services to find something he'll enjoy.

There's a new viking-esque show that seems interesting and to his liking. You had your time to indulge in Rick & Morty while he worked, so it's only fair.

A beep travels through your ears and after pressing the pause button, you stretch your limbs out. The Tshirt and shorts your in are more than comfortable, light and relaxing.

Quickly, you pull the simmering food from the microwave. Coconut chicken, rice, and asparagus were often a fan favorite of his. The meal came to be after many searches through Pinterest foodie boards, when you'd decided to experiment one night.

Thin fingers wrap around the freezer handle and you grab a coconut popsicle as a quick treat.

You place it on the black living room table and plop onto the couch, popsicle in hand.

Katsuki trudges in wearing grey sweats, sitting beside you and snatching his plate off of the table to eat. He presses a kiss to the side of your face, thanking you.

A man on the television screams, stomping towards the other very angry man. The two begin arguing, speaking of trades.

Cool air drifts over your legs and you shiver, grabbing the throw blanket set off to the other side of the couch. You scoot closer on the soft grey couch to your boyfriend, whom is gobbling food down like a mad man.

"What's this?" He asks, looking at the television.

"Mmm I thought you might like it. There's vikings." Your pink tongue laps at the popsicle, eyes trained on the screen.

"Hell yeah, how was work today?" Katsuki asks, shoving the last asparagus spear in his mouth.

"T'was okay as always. I'm a little tired of paperwork but otherwise nothing eventful came to be. You?" Your tongue slides up the side of the cream-coloured treat to slurp up excess coconut milk.

Bakugou stands, sauntering over to the kitchen, where he places his plate in the dishwasher on instinct. He gulps down the rest of his water.

You feel the couch dip and his skin pressed against your side. A thick forearm wraps around your middle as you lean into his touch. Your eyes are still trained on the screen, licking at the popsicle without thought.

"Same, honestly. My muscles are a bit sore though." He says.

The screen now shows a bunch of women and men, chanting and lifting glasses in what appears to be a bar.

"I'll have to give you a massage tonight then." You state.

Bakugou's eyes are trained on your face, watching you lap at the popsicle in your mouth, sucking. It disappears in your mouth, white drops of flavoring and coconut milk pooling at the corners of your lips.

He feels the room begin to heat up, cock beginning to twitch in his pants. Oh, boy. You're going to be the death of him.

You turn towards him, looking up at him with big doe eyes. You pull the popsicle out of your mouth and give him a confused look. A bead of coconut milk drips from the corner of your mouth.

Katsuki feels hot. Hot and heavy. His mind is going blank, all he can think about is your innocent eyes staring into him while he watches you lick at your lips.

His mouth presses to yours with vigor, just enough pressure to startle you. His tongue swipes over the corner of your mouth to take in the liquid before he pushes it between your lips.

You kiss back softly, submitting to his movements, coconut popsicle damn near forgotten. His hand reaches to your thigh, where he digs his fingers into the flesh there.

A coat of damp sweat begins to blanket over his skin. Your mouth tastes so good, so sweet. Lips soft and pliant against his own.

He pulls back -"god"- before he dives into your mouth again. This time he pulls you into his lap, you whimper, and his cock twitches underneath his sweats.

You break away, "'suki m popsicle is melting" you mutter out. Lips now plump from being nibbled and toyed with. His fingers are pressing into your ass, having slid under your loose shorts.

Katsuki looks and sure enough, there's cream or whatever the hell is in that popsicle dripping down your fingers. There's not much of it left, though.

"Finish the rest really quick." He says, taking the stick out of your hand and pushing it into your mouth. You swallow down the rest, hand still wet and sticky with sugar and coconut milk.

He tosses the stick to the side and you can feel how hard he is pressing in between your folds. If you roll your hips, it'll push against your clit and just feel so-

Katsuki grabs your hand, thumb on your palm and the rest of his fingers wrap around your wrist. He takes your fingers into his mouth and sucks.

Oh.

Oh fuck.

It's hotter than it should be. Ruby eyes stare into yours, tongue lapping the last bits of white liquid off of of your fingers.

"You've been such a good girl." He murmurs.

The room is suddenly ten degrees hotter, your breath quickening.

His tongue is in your mouth in a flash, hands now roaming up and down your body as your own take purchase on his chest. He's so thick and firm and hot up and down.

Katsuki always smells of salted caramel and vanilla cookies. He always feels so good. You begin grinding your pussy down on his clothed cock. A moan bubbles in your throat, threatening to escape between hot and sticky kisses.

Your thumb brushes over his nipple and his cock jumps when you push down harder. Your clit feels like electricity just shot through it and traveled through your body.

Katsuki can hardly think.

Really. You're beginning to soak through your flimsy shorts and letting out muffled little whimpers when he grips a little harder in certain areas. He takes time to lick his way up and down your neck, crooning to the side to bite and suck.

That really begins to do it.

Your hips get frantic, you no longer care how loud you are. He can feel how wet you are through his sweats and his own precum is slick and dampening them.

You push down harder and jerk back.

He lets out a moan. It's rough and strained and his hands begin to guide you and keep your soaked pussy pressed against him the entire time.

"Oh fuck- god, god, god- haaahh-" You whimper.

"You're so fucking slick and needy for me princess." He murmurs between kisses.

His thick hand slides up your torso to your throat, squeezing at the sides. Your head begins to loll to the side, hair messy and lips damn near bruising now.

"Daddy I need- I need-" You start, gripping hard on his shoulders pushing harder in search of release.

His cock is so hard it fucking hurts now. A bead of precum just slid down his dick and he's watching you fall apart without his hand even near your heat.

You feel as if someone's got you strung up by a single thread, hanging in the air waiting to be released to fall into the abyss. And fuck, he's so pretty.

The back of your head stings a little and you realize with excitement he just tugged your hair at the roots. You're so fucking high on this and he knows it, too.

"Needy slut."

A hand comes down with a crash onto your right ass cheek, other keeping your hips steady. It quickly goes back to your throat where you go back to feeling heavy and like you're walking on fucking clouds.

Your hips kick forwards and you let out this wet, filthy whine. You hear him muttering expletives while your folds soak his sweatpants in slick.

The friction just feels so good.

And Katsuki knows you're starting to get close when your fingers begin to shake.

"Fuck, princess. You're so fucking good. So good. Such a needy slut for me. All mine." He half whispers half moans, hand reaching for the back of your head.

Lips crash onto yours, teeth clash, and he bites your lower lip. The sting from your hair being pulled makes you whine and grip him harder.

You're trying so hard to keep it in, not to cum. You know you shouldn't without permission.

And just like that, he makes you fall apart.

"Be a good girl and cum for me baby." He mutters, left hand still on your hips while the other travels to push into your mouth.

You coat his fingers in spit and suck as hard as you can before nodding frantically.

It hits you like a fucking wave, your head drops back, and he catches it while your thighs quake and quiver. Your entire body pulls into itself and drool begins to froth at the corner of your lips.

Sweat beads down your forehead and back, your thighs are sticky and hot and uncomfortable and you whine through it.

"Shhh.. good girl, you're doing so good." He kisses up and down your neck and face while your eyes are rolling back.

The shaking stops, and , he's whispering that he'll be right back, laying you on your chest on the couch. The sofa is all too comfortable but your pussy won't stop convulsing and clenching and everything just feels so limp and fuzzy.

"I'm back princess." Katsuki whispers, and begins helping you sit up on your knees.

The collar wraps around your throat. It's black and a small chain dangles. At the end, "Katsuki" is engraved into a small, metal oval that hangs off a ring. The back clicks together, with a little heart that requires a key to unlock it.

You whine and he chuckles.

His cock strains against his grey sweats, now dark in the center from the both of you being filthy and all over eachother.

You tilt your head back to look at him, lips glossy and eyes spacy. He gives you a quick kiss before laying you on your chest on the couch.

His fingers grip the inside of your shorts and he yanks them down, pulling them off your body and tossing them to the side.

"Fuck- babe- god you look so wet." He groans, palming his erection.

Your ass is straight up in the air, wiggling side to side as he chuckles and slaps your ass. Your fists are balled up near your head, turned to the side while you stare into space and wait.

His fingers push between your folds and coat themselves with your juices. You're so sensitive. It feels so good and he's hardly even touched you.

"Yes, fuck, you're soaking." He whispers, thrusting two fingers inside of you. He begins pumping them in and out, muttering praises and you feel his lips press against the curve of your ass.

"Daddy you're being mean!" You whimper out, pushing your hips back, frustrated.

"Don't be a needy fucking whore, princess." He grits out, placing a harsh slap against your already red ass cheek.

"Ohh- oh fuck- m sorry m sorry!" You moan, spit leaking onto the couch. Your eyes and ass both sting at the contact. Surely it's going to hurt to sit tomorrow.

"M gonna fuck these pretty thighs, gonna make a fucking mess of you." He says, and you hear him pump his cock a few times.

Katsuki's mind is fuzzy, just as high on you as you are on him. His fingers continue gathering slick, wet juices all over them before he pulls them out.

He rubs your clit in little circles for aoment to watch you clench down, overstimulated. Your hips rut forward and he watches your tongue sweep over your lips.

You're so pretty like this, he thinks, and probably says outloud. He can't help it. Your ass is a little raw from the spanking, pussy leaking down your thighs and sticking to everything. The collar has always looked so good on you, always suiting you so well. He loves watching you.

After throwing his pants to God only knows where, he pushes his cock between your thighs and lets out a slutty moan. He licks one of his fingers and then shoves them into your mouth. Chest pressed over your back as he slips between your folds.

You moan, sucking on them, cleaning them off for him like a good girl.

"Shit." He moans, cock slipping in and out of your folds as he fucks your thighs.

You're squirming under him, you can feel it pushing against your clit and sliding between your thighs over and over. It feels so good, being wanted by him. You want his thick throbbing dick to fill you to the brim.

"God, you always feel so- so fucking good."

You push your hips back and forth and he starts feeling electricity ignite across his skin like tiny fireworks.

Little "oh"s tumble from your lips while he tries to keep sanity in his line of sight. It's so hard, with your pussy coating him in such a warm, wet substance. You always taste so sweet on his tongue and he longs for that high again.

He grips your thighs, palms heating up a little, and opens them wider.

Katsuki pulls his cock from between your supple skin and palms at your ass, diving his face into you.

His tongue laps at your clit and slips inbetween the crevice of your lips. Sucking and gathering everything he can.

You moan louder, thighs spreading and closing, pussy clenching.

"Don't stop, don't stop, don't stop-" You force out, feeling that familiar pool of heat in your belly.

He pulls away, flips you over on your back before you can complain and starts shoving his cock inside you.

It's so thick. It always is. He's slow, gentle about it. You know how much restraint he's using by his furrowed brows and rolled back eyes.

His head lolls forward, forehead touching your own. He licks his lips one, two, three times. Soft, bruised lips meet your own before you hear him.

"Such a good girl- fuck- always so good for me. One more baby, you can do it I promise." Katsuki moans out, gently rolling his hips to adjust you.

Your hands find themselves on his back, nails dragging down. His hands adjust your legs, calves thrown over his shoulders now. His chest is to yours, now fully flush and to the hilt inside you.

Your minds go blank, falling into the madness of pleasure that wraps around the both of your bodies. Lips find their way all over your face, peppering you in pecks.

And then he moves.

Head of his cock pressing against your gspot. It's too much, he's too warm. He's too good. It hurts. It feels amazing. You're fucking losing your mind.

Your hands slam to the couch, gripping the coushion and the stupid throw blanket. You feel the need to rip everything and throw it.

He's pumping into you, moaning. His voice is so pretty.

Katsuki is so goddamn pretty. He's so fucking pretty. All muscle and smooth skin and and-

Fuck.

"Oh God, take it, take it, takeittakeittakeit. Goddamn whore, princess, such a good girl." He spits, no longer thinking. His voice pitch is getting higher.

Thrusts becoming more frantic, you take this as your chance to be bad. Even if it does feel better than anything you've ever felt.

You reach, wrapping your hand around his throat, squeezing gently. His hips stutter in response.

"My turn." You moan out.

Somehow, you manage to get the upper hand. He puts up a mild struggle, but you get your legs around his middle, flipping the both of you over as you start bouncing on his cock.

He's searching for something to grab onto now. One hand wraps around his throat, rhythmically clutching and releasing grasp. Just enought o keep him fucked out and off in a daze.

"Oh- hhmnnn fuck baby-"

You giggle a little inside, his thick member pushing against every sweet spot you have. Loud squelching, filthy noises fill the room with clapping.

One of your hands runs up his abs and to his chest. Nimble fingers reach for a nipple and begins rubbing in circles and pulling lightly.

He gasps, eyes flying shut as his head hits the grey fabric. Hips bucking up into yours. You notice his hands shaking.

"You're such a naughty boy for me. You like being choked huh" You murmur in his ear, slowing down into a nice gentle grind.

Katsuki nods frantically, spitting something jumbled that sounds like "I'll be good". He's chewing on his bottom lip, making light whimper and desperate gasps while you continue to toy with his nipples.

"Princess- fucking brat- m gonna cum." He groans out.

You speed up, bouncing and pinching harder. Shoving a thumb into his mouth for him to lick and suck on is his undoing.

White thick cum spills inside you and fills you to the tippy top as he moans out curse words and praises. It spills out of you, forming a frothy ring at the base of his cock and you whine and hump your cunt on him.

"Oh fuck- yes- fill me daddy. Fuck, oh fuck-"

You're on your back. It happens before you can blink.

His cock is still throbbing, cum making everything louder. It leaks from your pussy to your asshole as he starts pounding into you.

A firm hand comes down onto your ass, slap ringing through the living room.

"You fucking whore." He grits, free hand going to rub rough circles on your clit. He speeds up, quickening his pace, angling his hips up.

The collar is jingling with every bounce of your tits. Every thrust he makes brings a grasp or moan from your lips.

The world stops momentarily.

Your pussy wraps around him so tightly it almost hurts. Your body is wrapped into a cocoon of blank space. Almost as if you are a blank piece of paper.

When you come back to planet earth, he's already pulled out of you. Peppering light kisses up and down your body.

You feel his arms up under you and suddenly you're limp and off the couch.

"Shhh, it's okay baby."

You mumble something and hear him chuckle. Your back is slowly placed onto the sheets of your bed.

The bed dips and you look over, starting to come back to your senses. Bakugou is in a new pair of sweats, laying directly beside you and watching you.

His hand smooths over your your tummy and you roll, curling into his chest. He presses a kiss on top of your head.

"Miss you-" you murmur, pressing your face into his chest further, arm wrapped around his waist.

"I'm right here, dumbass. Do you want to take a bath with me or just sleep?" He whispers against the top of your head, fingers rubbing circles into your back.

"Neither. Cuddles."

You feel his chest vibrate as he laughs.

"Okay baby. You know how much I love you, right? You know I don't think of you as a whore or a slut. You're so pretty. I love you." He murmurs, gently working your muscles.

"Mhmmm! I love you too bunny." You mumble, pressing your fingers into him to dig knots out aswell.

Your hand travels to his ass cheek, where you give it a firm squeeze.

"God I love your butt! It's so nice and soft and firm."

His fingers dig into you a little harder, but he relaxes into your touch regardless.

"Oh I know you do princess, I know you do. Are you doing okay? Would you like some water?"

You shake your head no but thank him for his thoughtfulness. Instead, you roll over and grab the tv remote. He's already turned the TV in the other room off, thank fuck.

"Baby, you need to go pee. You're going to get a UTI otherwise." He says, brow raised.

You huff but do as told. When you come back, there's water beside the bed regardless and you notice a bottle of lotion on his nightstand.

You flop back onto the bed beside him, having found a large shirt of his to get comfortable in.

"Wanna watch anime?" You bring the doe eyes out again, pouting. Your hair sticks up in all kinds of ways that will be hell to get unknotted in the morning.

He has tomorrow off, so you know he'll help in the shower. Part of you giggles at the red and blue splotches all over him from kisses and sex.

"Of fucking course, soft shit or do you wanna watch horror?" He asks, turning towards the screen.

You pick horror, for whatever reason, knowing you'll get to make him watch SpongeBob with you afterwards. The screen comes to life and you curl into his side.

Through the night, you take turns massaging eachother up and down. Talking about clothing you want to buy, house decor, among other things.

You make him watch cartoons after the horror anime. Everything about him screams happiness at the end of the night. Relaxed face, soft features and even breathing.

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