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✧˖°. Pro Hero Dynamight + CamGirl!Reader

Content: Death of children, Bakugo emotional hour, smut, happy ending.

*Not proofread.

Bakugo comes home after one of the harder days of Pro Hero work, to find you streaming... he didn't know his routine with you would lead to a second chance.

Bakugo who comes home from another difficult day where he arrived at a scene too late - a family grieving tonight as the building collapsed atop their two smallest children lost in the chaos.

He couldn’t help the sparks that popped off in his palms, watching with wide, horrified eyes as he caught a final glimpse of one of the kids eyes before the darkness and heavy concrete fell. Trying his hardest to wrangle the family away to one of the sidekicks on scene to control civilians, Bakugo worked hard with other heroes and rescue personnel to uncover the tiny bodies.

Fuck!

He had hoped for a miracle, that there would’ve been a pocket in the rubble that the kids got trapped in, saved from the horrible end. Gotten a few scrapes and bruises, hell a broken bone would be better than the nightmare he watched pulled from the skeleton of what was once a high-rise building. He had stormed off that night, away from Kirishima and the sidekicks, away from his agency where he would’ve normally wrapped up his day. He had stripped down from his Hero costume to black sweats, a black hooded sweatshirt and a beanie to hide his signature hair, and a black facemask to add additional cover to keep him from being recognized. His body was buzzing with rage. Rage at the unfairness of a world where innocent kids die. Rage at himself for being ten seconds too late. Rage at the fucking villainous piece of trash that caused the chaos, caused the damage, that ended up taking that family’s two youngest away. Bakugo had felt the acidic bile rise in his throat, the adrenaline pumping through him suddenly snapping away to an all-consuming self-reproach.

Ding!

A familiar notification chimed on his phone. It was 8PM, and 8PM on a Friday made his pants instantly tighten as his cock tented in his sweatpants as he thought of you. You who he found by accident one day while scrolling through endless pages of porn videos, girls with obviously fake shrill screams and overexaggerated expressions that looked more pained than pleasured. It was when his mouse slipped, catching the corner of an add with an accidental click; Bakugo cursing under his breath as he waited for it to load so he could close it out when he heard you. Soft, airy panting paired with the sweetest moans he had ever heard, his cock instantly springing to life as he watched with rapt attention at the way your pussy swallowed a translucent highlighter pink dildo. He immediately went and signed up to the actual site you hosted your streams on, paid for a membership to be able to communicate with you, and curated his work schedule around your streams (as much as he could, within reason given the nature of Pro Hero work) thus beginning his relationship with your schedule, and you (in his head).

8PM on a Friday meant you were going to do a longer stream, one where you allowed donations to control your actions: how you stripped your clothing, asking you to twirl, pinch, poke or stroke all over your body, say requested things out loud, etc. Bakugo loved your Subs Control night as you called it - something he always found a lot of pleasure in when he donated to your stream and asked you to do things that, while not giving away his true identity, would only be for him in his head. The way your sweet voice called out to him with a thank you and a smile, your eyelids falling half-shut as you complied with his requests with a shy bite to your bottom lip. Gods - he wanted you so badly.

Tonight was different though, tonight Bakugo's heart was heavy and his balls, equally. He felt disgusted with himself that despite the raging emotions for the situation, and his failure, he still needed to have a release and enjoy his time with you.

"Hi guys!" Your soft voice called out happily over his computer speakers, the darkness of his room enveloping him as he lowered his sweats to his thighs to free his cock and balls, his hand lazily stroking at himself as he watched you, calming down if only a little, for now. "I know we usually do Subs Control on Fridays, but I just got over being sick and don't feel my best, but I wanted to come on and apologize to all of you face to face. I hope you'll forgive me and meet me for Sunday's stream! I'll make it up to you all, see you then!" A pastel sunset background with [STREAM ENDED] and some stars and a fuzzy yellow-white crescent moon greeted his widened eyes.

No.

No!

Bakugo knew he was being selfish but he needed this break, he needed you. He quickly shot you a $5,000.00 donation with the message: "Please come chat with me, nothing sexual since you're not feeling well... please." Bakugo didn't see your expression of shock and curiosity as you received the donation notification, expecting something small from one of your subs that was probably wishing you well, and to feel better, etc. which has happened before... what has not happened before was the notification and attached message with an amount you rarely made within a week. You swallowed hard, you were already changed into an oversized Dynamight t-shirt and cheeky undies, but your makeup was still done, and you decided to give in to the request. GEMGD420* was one of your favorite subs, someone who always sent in uniquely sexy requests, tipped you, and just interacted kindly in chat and interacted with you on Twitter. You accepted his room invitation and soon you were shown on the video screen while you were met with a dark room, and dark outline of a large, masculine form.

"Hey Gem," you shortened his username, calling him what you called him in your head when you were streaming and saw his name. Bakugo's mouth went dry seeing you wearing one of the original merch shirts he designed when he first started his agency and rose to the top of the charts.

"Hey Bun," a deep voice said back, shortening your username HunnyBunny03. You didn't expect him to sound like that but the reverberation of his voice through his mic gave you goosebumps. You did have auralism. "M'sorry for dragging you back on, but I really needed a break from my mind tonight and you usually help me with that."

"I may not be as high-energy as I am on stream," you said, feeling yourself relaxing in your chair as you smiled at the screen, even if you couldn't see him. "If you don't mind that, I'm happy to talk with you about what's weighing on your mind, if you want... or we can just ramble on about whatever else you'd like," you didn't expect to hear what sounded like heavy breathing... but not the creepy he's definitely touching himself kind but accompanied with soft sniffles like someone trying to keep from crying. "Hey, c'mon Gem tell me what's going on?" Your voice was soft, coaxing him.

"I... I work as a Pro Hero," he admitted, wondering how far he wanted to take this with his identity - he could always send you a non-disclosure agreement with a payment if he had to. "Something really awful happened today, and I couldn't stop it from happening. I failed," Bakugo choked on a sob, trying to hold himself back from fully losing it over audio where you'd hear him. "I failed."

"Hey now," your voice was soothing like a Mother would do with her child. "I don't know a lot about what all Pro Heros deal with behind the scenes, but I know you guys deal with more than any one person should shoulder... even people who go through all of the training you Pros do, you still shoulder too much. You're still only human, no matter how strong your quirk - and humans aren't infallible." You heard him let out a few soft sobs, watching the darkened outline of his body shake over camera as he said something that nearly stopped your heart.

"Kids," he struggled out between gasping breaths, trying to calm himself down again. "Two kids were crushed by a building right in front of my eyes, and I only fuckin' missed them by ten damn seconds!" You didn't know how to comfort him with this, this was something heavier than you had experience with. A thought started swirling around in your head, a thought that caused a knot of anxiety to form in the pit of your stomach as you considered your options before you broke the silence.

"How..." you took a deep breath in, steeling your nerves with your decision. "How long ago did this happen?"

"It's been..." Bakugo looked at his clock reading 8:27PM. "It's been like four or five hours, I'm sure if you turned on the news you'd see them reporting on the villain attack that happened downtown."

"Twenty-four hours," you finally said after a pause on your end. Bakugo had been watching you, noting the change in your face as he wondered if he was telling you too much, how could he ever expect you to relate to his problem and not feel bad about it? He felt so guilting but then he was confused, watching you as you continued. "My quirk limits me to twenty-four hours..." your quirk? Bakugo had never heard you talk about having a quirk on stream, and while there wasn't really a lot of chances for you to talk about something like that between when you stripped, played games or fucked yourself on your myriad of silicone toys you had also been super personable with your subs, and shared a lot about your life.

"Your quirk?" Bakugo finally says, wondering what it had to do with anything.

"I can give you another chance," you said, the finality in your voice and the hard look on your face froze Bakugo. You weren't kidding, but what the fuck did you mean?

"W-what do you mean another chance? I don't-" you cut him off.

"I can rewind time up to twenty-four hours, and I can control who is affected by it by touching them." Your whole body was tense... you've never told anyone about your quirk, not since high school where people would always use you to redo their tests, or fix a social mistake and seem cooler the second time around... petty shit that exhausted you. You weren't a person to them, you were a time-machine for people with regrets... but this... this is something you'd feel better about helping with. "If you tell me where to meet you... if you come prepared in your gear ready to go back into that fight I can rewind to a point and you can take over and redo your rescue."

Bakugo was frozen in his chair. He never expected this would be the outcome of one of the worst nights of his life. Were you fucking with him? No... he couldn't claim to know you personally, but you just didn't seem like an intentionally cruel person. He was already standing up from his chair, shouting his phone number to you and telling you to meet him in an hour at the location of where the building fell, where the kids had been only hours before. He killed his end of the chat and you were left in the aftermath, sitting in silence as you sent him a text to let him know from your location you could get there in forty minutes. You killed the chatroom and turned off your computer as you got dressed in black joggers, a black jacket over your Dynamight shirt, and a bunny-eared knit hat. Grabbing your bag and running out of your apartment to meet a stranger you hoped wasn't lying to get you alone somewhere, but you were willing to take the chance if everything turned out to be true. You could truly feel like your quirk wasn't meant for useless tasks, instead doing something that you could feel good about... something you could help Gem feel good about.

Bakugo had gotten to the location in under thirty minutes, pacing as he realized he gave a full hour and might have to continue to wait, the pit of anxiety in his stomach growing as he stood in his Hero costume, full ready to go like he was back in the fight earlier... he worried that you were just playing an elaborate prank, that you lied about what you can do and was just trying to meet him. He didn't think you knew who he was, though, and again, he didn't think you were capable of being so cruel. It was only five more minutes when a small black car pulled up, and a shadow moved out of the car and toward him. Bakugo watched as you approached him, sucking in a breath as you were still wearing the Dynamight shirt, peaking through the open part of your jacket as you stopped suddenly in front of him.

"Dynamight?" Your voice shook a little, eyes wide. Yeah, you definitely didn't know who he was when you agreed to this. "You're GEMGD420?"

Bakugo let out a sigh, dragging a hand down his face at the mention of his username, uttering an embarrassed, "yeah, s'me." He watched as you pulled the front of your jacket tighter in an attempt to hide your t-shirt but he just chuckled and you walked forward, eyes turning away from him to stare at the rubble of the building. The skeleton of the high-rise was imposing, still smoking from an earlier fire and the smell of cement dust and blood hung heavy in the air.

"I thought a lot about how to do this on the way here, and I think I have a good plan." Bakugo listened as you asked where the kids had been, you both walking toward the edge of the building where the kids had been running out at the last minute, but not fast enough. You asked Bakugo how far back he wanted to go, and he just wanted an extra five minutes to grab the kids. He wasn't in the mood to relive the whole fight - he just wanted enough time to grab them and get everyone to safety. You nodded, standing a few meters back from where Bakugo would be able to run toward the kids. "My quirk knocks me out the further back in time I go... anything over an hour will incapacitate me. I will be fine; I want you to ignore me when I collapse because you will only have that five-minute window to get them. You said no debris falls this far back so I should be good here. Are you ready?" Bakugo looked at you and nodded. Taking your hand as a white-blue light began to surround you both and he watched with wide eyes as the previous activity of the day passed by them in a lightening rewind. Your grip on his hand tightened as you kept your eyes closed, focusing on the exact time you needed to reach. Bakugo watched as the other Heros buzzed by, emergency cleanup crews, police... Bakugo watched as the moment he was waiting for approached, the building beginning to rebuild itself before his eyes. It was when he caught sight of the children running from the lobby to where they were crushed underneath the canopy of the luxury building. Bakugo's body buzzed with anxiety and anticipation, waiting to spring when he saw out of the corner of his eyes time beginning to slow down, and your body crumpling to the ground. He fought his instinct to check on you as he remembered what you told him.

Don't worry about me. You have limited time to save the kids.

Bakugo rushed forward, knowing exactly where he needed to go as the familiar pleading screams of the parents, and the sounds of eruptions and crumbling cement surrounded him and overtook his senses. He saw them as he rushed forward toward the glass doors that had been blown out earlier, scooping each small child up under his arms as he carried the crying toddlers out from under the building just before he heard the deafening crack of the foundation as the familiar sight of the building collapsing in on itself replayed in front of his eyes again... but this time he was holding two crying kids, setting them down on the ground by the parents and paramedics as he bended and fell to his knees, crying there in the middle of the madness as relief washed over him. Kirishima had caught up to Bakugo, kneeling beside him with a large hand on the blonde's shoulder as he patted him reassuringly.

"Hey, c'mon Bakugo!" Kirishima's voice was reassuring, celebratory, but also held the weight of what they had dealt with all day. "You got everyone out of the building, that last minute save you did on those kids was amazing." Bakugo just nodded, his eyes drifting over to where your body lay on the ground, covered in a thin layer of cement dust and dirt as the buildings collapse sent debris all around them. "Shit, are they hurt? Did we miss someone?" Kirishima got up, helping Bakugo up as well as they walked over to you, Bakugo kneeling forward to pick you up and take you over to an ambulance.

"They're fine," Bakugo said, "looks like they might've taken a hit from something..." he needed his friend not to pry, as he set you in the ambulance and they began to check you over for injuries. They stated they would be taking you to the main hospital. Bakugo nodded, promising you in his head he'd come see you as soon as he could. He stayed behind with Kirishima to assess the rest of the damage, and gather all of the civilians, helping to triage injuries as they evacuated the area for the cleanup crews to come in and take care of the building debris. "C'mon Red, let's go wrap up." Kirishima nodded, following behind with Bakugo as they headed back to the agency for paperwork, and to get themselves cleaned up. Bakugo was riding a high, unlike anything he had ever felt before, his body on fire with an electric buzz of adrenaline and excitement... his heart full of appreciation at what you did for those kids, for him... he had to get back to you as soon as possible.

The few hours Bakugo spent at his agency wrapping up incident paperwork, showering and making sure everything was in order for his days off felt like an eternity when he was waiting to hear back from you. He had texted your phone in reply to the one you had sent him earlier but hadn't heard anything back from you. He called the hospital and got your room number, grabbing his things and dressing down in civilian clothes as he headed out to meet you once again.

Bakugo stopped at a specialty flower shop, remembering from one of your stream Q&A's you mentioned one of your favorite flowers was an Apricot Alexis Chrysanthemum... stupidly specific but when he saw the flower, he understood... it shared the same dusty pink color some of your cozy cute outfits had in common... and when he got a bunch of them in a simple clear vase it brought a small tip-up to the corner of his lip, imagining it in the background of one of your streams... maybe he should start sending you flowers weekly, if you'd let him - would that be too much? Bakugo had a hard time rationalizing what would be too much with the combination of his feelings for you as they grew as he watched your streams for the last six months, or the absolute gift you gave him of a second chance he never imagined possible after one of his hardest days as a Pro Hero.

Flowers would be the least of what he'd want to do for you... or to you.

Bakugo arrived at the hospital within ten minutes, hurrying to the elevator and the third floor where he knew you would be. Shuffling uncomfortably as people's gazes lingered a little too long... but he was in his usual disguise of all black casual workout clothes, a hat to cover his hair and a mask to cover his face (which luckily in a hospital wasn't all that suspicious). Bakugo finally arrived to your room, number M5309, luckily a single room so he didn't have to deal with avoiding a roommate or their visitors. Bakugo stepped through the door and shut it behind him with a soft click! as he saw you, eyes shut and breathing calmly, hooked up to some i.v. fluids and a heart monitor. The soft beep, beep, beep keeping him calm as he set the flowers down near the window, half-in half-out of the sun for you to see when you open your eyes.

"Hey Gem," your voice was quiet, soft and hoarse as you cracked your eyes open to see Bakugo frozen at the foot of your bed. "Sit down, you're making me uncomfortable."

"Sorry," Bakugo muttered, opting to pull the seat from against the wall at right beside you as he rested his arms on your bed, taking your hand in his as he played with your fingers and shifted your bones around like he was making sure they were all there and connected. You let him have his strange little ritual, whatever this was. "How're you feeling?"

"M'good," you mumbled out, stretching your limbs from lack of movement except the hand Bakugo was holding. "Feel super fatigued, that was one of the longer time-jumps I've done in a while but it's not all that bad... just the longer I go back the longer I'm out for - otherwise unscathed."

"Thank you," Bakugo's usually harsh, deep baritone was a quiet reverberant that sent a multitude of tingles across your body. "Thank you for doing that, that family doesn't have to bury their children now."

"I'd be lying if I said I didn't partially just do it for you because I consider you a friend," you let out honestly, and Bakugo froze. "I've grown way too fond of you over the past year and to find out you're..."

"Fuckin' Dynamight," Bakugo finished for you.

"Yeah," you swallowed, looking straight at him. "Though I didn't decide to do it for Dynamight... I did it for Gem... and for the kids, because it seemed to be weighing heavily on you. Out of all the losses I'm sure you've had in your career, this seemed to be the hardest."

"I-I had never lost a kid before, let alone two with such a close margin... if you hadn't helped me, I'd still be living with this failure... that my best isn't good enough. My best is short by ten fuckin' seconds." Bakugo was shaking but you shifted in bed, using your other hand to pull him up out of the chair and into your arms as you enveloped him, his large body shaking with quiet sobs as he hugged you around your neck tightly. You could make out another choked thank you, but you ignored it. Just letting him get out everything he needed to get out, the wet spot on your hospital gown shoulder only growing but you held him tighter, having pulled him so hard he curled his body against yours on the bed as you happily made the room.

You never thought you'd have a chance to meet someone from your streams that you considered a friend, let alone that that friend was your favorite Pro Hero. It felt like a fever dream.

"It's okay now," you kept repeating soothing mantras to Bakugo as his breathing hiccupped, until it was a barely shaky intake of breath, and stuttering exhale... but calmer than before. "You're okay, those kids are okay, everything is okay."

"M'sorry," Bakugo said, his first instinct always being to apologize for his emotions being 'too big' as it had been said to him before. You wanted to punch whoever made him think he had to apologize for crying, even if it was himself.

"Shut up," you scolded him softly, pulling your arms around him tighter... well as around as you could since his muscled body was large enough to completely cover yours. "You're allowed to feel things and express those feelings... especially when it was something so horrible." Bakugo shifted his body until he was partially lying on his side, partially on you, resting his chin on your chest as he looked up at you like a puppy begging for snuggles. He couldn't believe he actually had a chance to meet you, his crush, and that you gave him the most amazing second chance. He watched a sudden change in your expression as you looked away from him that sent a knot of anxiety twisting in his stomach, wondering what he could've done to make you upset... he didn't expect the tear to slip from your eyes that sent him into a panicked state, his mind working overdrive to try and find a solution to fix whatever he fucked up, until you stopped him dead in his tracks.

"You remembered my favorite flowers..." you were staring at the sparkling clear vase and a bunch of your favorite flower. "I don't remember talking about them before."

"Your Q&A stream back in... June?" Bakugo mused, remembering how much fun that stream was. He had the day off and you blessed him with an 8-hour stream, raffle, and one hell of a masturbation show in celebration of you reaching 100,000 fans. "That was a hell of a lot of fun, and you mentioned your favorite flower back then. It was the question I asked." You were watching him with such an intense stare Bakugo had to look away, he didn't know what you were thinking. If you thought he was a perverted freak, a stalker, a weirdo for remembering something so stupid for four months... his incessant negative train of thought was broken by you pulling him up by his jacket as you kissed him. Sweet and soft, but with such an underlying intensity it took his breath away. He stayed still, trying not to scare you off but as he heard a soft hum leave your throat, he couldn't help but need your lips with eagerness matching the sun. He cupped your face and pulled you to him, you both laughing a little at your teeth knocked together in the heat of the moment.

"Thank you," you pressed your forehead against his, both of you catching your breath from the fervor of the kiss. "They're beautiful, and you remembering my favorite flower is the nicest thing anyone has ever done for me." The look Bakugo gave you made you shrug with a sheepish look on your face. "There's a reason I'm a streamer and not out going on vacations with my boyfriend... I have a habit of dating shitheads."

"How about I change that?" Bakugo said it so instantly it even shocked him. Your mouth was open in a small 'o' as you blinked up at him.

"W-what?" Your mind was racing a mile a minute as your heartbeat fluttered in your chest like a trapped hummingbird.

"Sorry, I just meant," the blush that took over Bakugo's cheeks up to the tips of his ears as he stuttered over his words made your heart flutter. "I know it's weird, that I'm just some pervert that watches your streams, you don't even know m-" you cut him off with another heated kiss.

"Shut up," you said again. Bakugo's mind buzzing with the fact that no one has ever told him to shut up before, and you've done it twice now. "I think I'd like to get to know you..." you pulled him back in for a quick kiss, punctuating your words each time with a soft peck. "My friendly," kiss, "perverted," kiss, "weirdo internet stalker," kiss.

"You really mean that?" Bakugo whispered, looking up at you. "You'd want to get to know... me?"

"Yeah, is that so hard to believe?" You asked, giving him your best fake offended face. "I know there are a lot of stigmas around sex work, and cam girls, but I thought the almighty Dynamight wouldn't be such a prude-" you were silenced with a kiss.

"Shut up," he grumbled at you, pulling you close to him as he closed his eyes to take in the moment while you tried your hardest to kill the increasing beep! of the heart monitor you were connected to, telling all of your secrets.

"Are you sure you're ready for this?" Bakugo's voice was almost a deep purr, the reverberating depth sending a shockwave straight to your pussy.

"You literally tipped on the stream I fucked myself with the Pro Hero dildo line, Katsuki," you rolled your eyes as you sucked in a breath, Bakugo running the thick, spongy head of his cock along your slick pussy, taking extra care to occasionally slap the weight against your clit. "I've basically fucked you already." At that statement Bakugo barked out a condescending laugh.

"That was a poorly modeled assumption of what they thought my cock looked like," Bakugo murmured, stopping his movements to let the heavy weight of his cock slap against his thigh with an audible sound. You gulped, looking at the monster he was going to be stuffing into you. "Does this look like your dildo even came close?" His smirk told you he already knew the answer: fuck no.

"N-no..." you breathed out, watching with wide eyes and a watering mouth as Bakugo leaned over you, one of his hands guiding himself to your waiting hole as he pressed forward into you. The stretch that came with just his cockhead had you squirming and whimpering underneath him. "F-fuck, Katuski! S'too much, too big! F-fuck!" Bakugo was living his fucking dream of having you writhing beneath him, of the way he knew your pussy would clench around him tightly as he bullied his cock into you. It had been a month of dating before you both caved into your desires, after one particularly good arcade date and a steamy make out session in a photobooth, you couldn't wait any longer - you couldn't keep going back up to your apartment alone to fingerfuck yourself to frustrated completion knowing your hands, your toys, couldn't come close to how you knew Bakugo would make you feel. Your imagination didn't even come close to the jarringly full sensation that left you panting as Bakugo bottomed out in your pussy, pressing painfully against your cervix as it gave away to an itching pleasure you couldn't quite describe.

"Gahhh-!" The deep grunt that came out of Bakugo as he felt your pussy clench around his girth was almost too much. He wouldn't last long with you feeling this good. "Fuck baby, s'too good... pussy feels too good around me, clenching like a little slut for me." Bakugo pulled back his hips, snapping them forward as the force shifted you on the bed, little wanton cries leaving your lips as he picked up his pace, and continued his assault. You'd never felt so much pleasure in your life and Bakugo had you seeing stars five thrusts in. "I don't think I'm gonna last long in this perfect little pussy, baby, feels like fuckin' heaven." Bakugo lifted your hips, large hands gripping the plush flesh of your hips as his cock began to drag across your sweet spot, a wet squelching sound filling the room as your body responded to his movements. Bakugo damn near fainted when he saw a mix of your juices and his pre-cum mixing in a creamy white ring at his base, he wanted to fucking taste it, taste what you both made together.

"K-Katsuki, gonna c-cum!" You had never reached a climax so soon without using a high-speed vibe on your clit, but here you were melting under someone's touch in as little as ten minutes.

"Yeah baby? Gonna cum on this cock, hm? Cum for me then, show me how good I'm making you feel," you damn near screamed with the power of your release as your pussy clamped down and milked Bakugo for all he had. You cumming sending Bakugo into his own release as his hips stuttered in their powerful movement, fucking you through the seemingly endless muscle contractions as you shook and shuddered beneath him, tears springing to your eyes and spilling down your cheeks as you looked up at the sweat-covered wet dream that was your new boyfriend. "Fuck, c'mon baby, gonna fill up your pussy, yeah? Gonna give you everything!" Katsuki nearly blacked out with how your pussy milked him, your body convulsing with sensitivity as he pushed forward, his balls hitting your ass as he flooded your pussy with ropes of hot, white cum. You had never felt so full in your life, between the sheer size of him and the size of his load you could swear you felt and tasted him in your throat.

Bakugo slipped his softening cock from you with a slow drag, your breath stuttering as he left your warm depths. He dropped forward onto the bed, moving onto his side as he pulled you into him, stroking your hair and kissing your temple as your body buzzed and tingled still. Your legs tangled together as you snaked your arms around his neck, pulling him down for a soft kiss before looking up at him through wet lashes.

"Wow," you breathed, a mischievous look in your eyes. "If that's how good sex with one of my subs is, I should start raffling off-" Bakugo cut off your joke with a harsh growl and a hungry kiss as he claimed you, holding onto your cheeks as he squished your face in-between his pointer finger and thumb.

"Ha. Ha." Bakugo looked at you with a seriousness that let you know he knew it was a joke, but his answer wasn't. "If anyone but me ever touches this pussy I'll kill 'em."

"Love you, Katsuki," you murmured, kissing away his frown as he pulled you closer into him, nearly wanting to crawl into your skin to feel closer to you.

"Love you too, jerk," Bakugo mumbled, his heart full of love for you but his mind thinking of ways to murder an invisible threat as he marinated in the aftermath of your joke. "You weren't really going to-?"

"No, asshole!" You hit him on his chest, laughing as you pinched his nipple. Taking the moment, he made a yelping noise to give him another kiss. "Just you, only you." You reassured him, knowing this joke would get you bent over his knees later, but you didn't mind that punishment as you fell asleep together in a mix of sweat, cum and soft kisses.

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