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constantlyunlightening · 5 years

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Prove It (Part 2)

Fandom: BNHA

Pairing: Prohero!Bakugo Katsuki x F!reader

Genre: smut

Rated Explicit for: reader being bent over a desk, mostly

18 years of age or older! If you're under, do not read or interact.

Bakugo was a hero now. And while that’s what he had always wanted to be, he still wasn’t number one yet. So even though every day he worked with that goal in mind, he tended to get stressed about his short comings - a lot. He already had quite a temper in general, but knowing their was a hero above him had his own emotions overclocked when he had to think about it too much. And lo and behold, this chick just loved rubbing it in his face.

This wasn’t the first time she had decided to bring up Deku, and it probably wouldn’t be the last either. She just had such a way of pressing all the wrong buttons with him. Every time she did, he would day dream about ways to get her to shut the hell up. Namely, they were usually violent thoughts that he’d never dare act out. He could get pissy, sure, but at the end of the day she was a less shitty partner than most of the other heros here and he valued her as such. He didnt actually want any harm to come to her. But nonetheless, the thoughts of blasting that smug smirk off her face had wandered across his mind more than once.

But there were some days - some days - where he was in a different headspace. Some days, instead of blasting that smile off her lips, he imagined using another technique to shut her up. It was a more primal state of mind. It was a headspace he didnt want to ever admit to thinking about. But some days he thought about shoving her down onto her knees and putting those lips to a better use than talking shit. He wanted her mouth wide, while his cock stretched her cheek or rammed down her throat. Any attempt she that she would even try to make some smart ass remark would be nothing more than a muffled gag or a moan moan vibrating against his skin. She wouldnt dare look so smug choking on him like that….

It was days when he had thoughts like that, that he really wanted to keep away from her. He never actually planned on acting on it. No matter how attractive she was, he usually dismissed the idea. He was too focused on work anyway.

So in reality, Bakugo hadn’t been planning on getting his dick wet today - especially not in their pro hero office and not with his spit fire of a coworker. But hey, now that the opportunity was here, he wasn’t exactly complaining. Today she had pushed just a little too hard and he just had to act out. Initially, he was bluffing, pulling at his belt for show. He hadn’t been in a depraved headset when he had pinned her. But then she called his bluff, and that glimmer in her eyes as she challenged him again had flicked a switch within him. She was giving him the chance to stop her yammering. And while he may not have her gagging on him today, he could get her screaming until her throat was hoarse which would be just as effective in making her loose the attitude. Plus, he was due for some type of stress relief and physical worked for him.

His own pupils, now blown with a heated desire, locked on his partner’s glazed expression. Having his fingers toy with her mouth earlier had already caused a small string of saliva to run down her chin and he couldn’t help the smirk starting to flicker onto his lips. He had just started to touch her and she already looked all sorts of fucked up. Served her right for saying that blockhead Deku was a better fuck. What the hell did she know anyway? He was going to fuck that thought, along with every other thought, right out of that pretty little head of hers. And considering the way she was already squirming against his fingers made it clear itd be an easy win for him… She could have at least tried to give him a challenge.

He let his fingers toy with her, flicking against her clit briefly before sliding back down between her folds. It was a moment of reprieve before he’d move right back up to that sweet spot with just a bit more pressure. Work her up nice and slow so she’d be absolutely dripping. The wetter he got her, the easier it would be wreck her. His earlier frustrations with her were now starting to melt away the more he watched her body quiver underneath his touch. He wouldn’t admit it, but that face she was making worked for him. It was the best damn face she had made all day and the mental picture of it was most likely going to linger in his mind for days to come.

A longing ache began to swell underneath his pants as he watched her attitude dissolve right before his eyes. While their was still some fire flaring in her own glassy gaze, it was hard to take it seriously between the quake of her legs and the soft coos starting to fall from her. “I like those noises a lot better than you getting all smart mouthed with me,” Katsuki began, once again dragging his finger off her clit. This time he dropped down to hover over her entrance and inwardly had to bite back his grown. She was already this worked up? She was fucking leaking. He had to take a slight step back to get a better view of the wet that collected on his fingers and way it had started to slip down her thighs. “You really are a perv, huh?” He may have sounded angry if he had said it earlier, but right now he couldnt help being fascinated with his discovery. His fingers easily slipped back up her slit, gliding much better now with her natural lubricant and he continued to exam her pretty little cunt.

He caught the way her breath hitched, but he didnt have time to admire the sound when that nasty little attitude of hers kicked back enough to fire out a retort. “Then shut up and do something about it if you actually know how.” Her bark was pathetic with her words spaced out by huffy little pants, but the indignation at being teased was enough to rekindle her fighting spirit as she managed to make a halfway decent glare at him.

She could fight back all she wanted now though. Katsuki had a very, very tangible proof of just how he was affecting her. And while her words did manage to irk him a smidge, they didnt hold even half as much power over his emotions as they had earlier. He wasn’t letting his upper hand slip. Not a fucking chance.

It was only a second more of letting his hand linger on her body before he pulled it completely away from her, his only touch to her now was the firm grip around her wrists to anchor her in place. “You’re not the one who gets to make commands here,” He growlee, taking a sinful pride in the drawn out whimper that he had dug out from her. No way for her to be so high and mighty now, was there? “So wanna say that again, brat?”

“I said-” she cleared her throat a little, forcing her gaze to steel against his as she tried to collect herself despite the heavy pants dancing between her words. “Shut up and do something about it.”

A brat the whole way through, huh? He felt heat beginning to rush to his palm at the stroke of annoyance she sent through him but he held it together, stepping closer to her, hovering over her further still. Intimidation usually didnt work on her, but he supposed it was worth a shot anyway now that she was naked and wet like a bitch in heat. “Well, there goes any chance you had at me being nice to you.”

She scoffed. Immediately. “You’ve never been nice to me-” her voice cut off as he pulled back and yanked her off the wall by the grip on her wrists. She couldnt even think about resisting as he almost instantly pushed her against the edge of a nearby desk with her back to him. He repositioned her hands so they were now folded behind her back and he used his other hand to press against her shoulder to force her chest against surface. It left her bent over the desk with her butt now pressed against Katsuki as he leaned over her, keeping her in place. Another moan escaped her feeling his bulge now pressed tight against her. She had tried to hide it, but he had heard and he was all sorts of satisfied.

“I may be proving my point for you, but if you’re dead wrong if you think I’m gonna let you talk to me like that.” He straightened back up but kept his hold on her forearms so she was rendered trapped. He took in the sight, soaking in the way she was now bent over for him- exposed and at his total exposal. He could dive into her right now and absolutely destroy her - ruin that sweet pussy until she couldnt even dare think about anyone else inside of her. The way her hips were slowly trying to rut back against him made it clear she wanted it just as bad too. But that would be letting her off easy. And there was no way in hell he was allowing that. “Better start apologizing if you want it.”

“What?!” Her neck craned, trying to get a look at him over her shoulder as she huffed her cheeks. Was she pouting now? It almost would have been cute if she didnt get under his skin so much… But it did give him an opening to mess with her some more. “You’re joking!”

He responded with a smack of his hand falling onto that plush ass of hers, causing a yell to escape her lips. Huh. Now that sound he would describe as cute. He wasnt doing enough to actually damage her. But a little bit of rough housing may get her to comply. Besides, the idea of leaving at least a mark or two on her was more appealing than he initially realized. She was a hero. She could handle a bruise or so. And the way her eyes seemed to roll back into her head may him pretty sure she liked it anyway. “Do I really sound like I’m joking, dumbass?”

Her hips jolted back, trying to egg on some kind of response, seeing as she couldnt break his restraint. “Jerk! You sure you’re not just trying to stall? Worried you wont measure up?”

Another smack, just a tad harder this time, causing a bloom of red to appear on her flesh. She was asking for it now. It was like she wanted him to be mean. He was better at that anyway. “As if.” His voice was uncharacteristically calm compared to the blow he had given to her backside. He was going to let her know damn well he was serious. He’d give her what she wanted and blow her expectations out of the water but it would be on his terms. “But if I need teach you some manners first, then I got all damn night. How long are you going to hold out?”

He baited her, letting his clothed hips roll into her, rocking her further into the desk and drawing out another round of sounds. She was all bark, but her body was betraying her. She knew it too. Her pride had her biting her bottom lip, trying to conceal her noise. Still trying to call the shots. Katsuki was good at bringing the heat though.

He brought his hips back from her, and then used his free hand to quickly yank his pants open, the metallic sound of undone belt and zipper rattling in the air around them. He pulled the fabric down just enough to get himself free and he instantly pushed himself between her thighs, slipping against her slit. “Bakugoooo.” It was a whine from her, needy, helpless and betraying of her desires. He was hoping she’d be easy to crack because if he waited too much longer, he was worried he’d end up exploding first. Fuck, her body was so warm.

His hips bucked slowly, riding his twitching length against her folds as he withheld his own noises. “Come on, say it if you want it.” He gave another sharp smack to her ass, using the sound to hide the small groan he released. He didn’t want to hold back any longer, but he refused to let her have her way, especially when she was already so close to breaking. Her dripping cunt was leaking onto him which every deliberate thrust, letting him glide right against her. He hunched back over her, pressing his chest down onto her as much as he could without breaking his hold on her arms. “I better hear a please, too.” She whined, once again jerking her hips back against him; trying to provoke him, get him inside, get him to speed up, anything. “Whimpering doesnt count.”

His pace was torturous for the both of them. It was a battle to see who could break their composure first and he was about to go fucking berserk. But finally, finally, she lost it. It wasnt until he had pulled back and dragged his tip to the entrance of her sopping cunt that he finally heard her gasping breath as he slowly prodded against the heat. “Fine! God, I’m sorry, Bakugo, just please,” she got out as he had to yank up against her arms to keep her from rocking back and fully sheathing him inside.

He had been about to break himself, but hearing her cave in with breathy whines gave him just enough willpower to drag out his victory briefly. His hand snaked up, curling into her hair at the base of her neck and yanking, dragging her head up so his lips were at her ear. “Can’t. Hear. You.”

If she had been in a better state herself, she may have realized he wouldnt have been able to hold up much longer himself. But she either didnt notice, or was too lusty to care about pride anymore and she finally let out a shout that was absolute fucking music to his ears. “Katsuki, please fuck me!”

Hot pleasure shot through them all at once when he finally pistoned his hips inside her, all at once. He didn’t bother with an adjustment period, instead settling on a fast and hard rhythm that had the desk rocking beneath them. She was going to have bruises on her thighs tomorrow along with the one on her ass due to the way he was ramming inside of her. But fuck, he couldn’t control himself. She tight hole seemed to be squeezing the very life out of him as it clenched around him. He gave into the ecstacy of it all, giving into the primal part of his mind as he fucked her - heated cries filling the air between wet sounds, skin slapping against skin and the creaks of the desk.

He had released his grip on her hair and her hands, finally giving her an inkling of freedom. She was too lost in his thrusts to put up a fight anyway. Instead, he opted to clamp onto her waist while his other snaked between her hips and the desk to find it’s place against her folds. He’d take slamming it into the desk if it meant being able to hear more of her sweet screams as his fingers found and abused her sweet, little clit. Her body was heaven and he was loosing himself in it - his pace starting to become sloppier and erratic. His hips would pull almost completely away from her before snapping right back into her, chasing his own orgasm as well as hers.

“Katsuki!” Her cries rang out into the air as she finally tipped over the edge, grasping out onto the edges of the desk so hard that her knuckles were whitening. Her body clamped down onto him like a vice grip as waves of sweet, sweet release rushed over and he continued his assault into her cunt through the whole thing. It wasnt until her body seemed to be done spasming that his own breaking point hit and he yanked himself out of her, opting to release himself over the canvas of her back. Markings happened to look damn good on her.

He gave a feral groan, eventually having released all of his seed and he pulled away from her completely, opting to yank the closest office chair over to him before plopping down into it, taking the time to idly admire the handiwork he had left on the girl. She was positively quaking, breaths labored, eyes closed as she tried to regain herself with her whole upper body practically melting onto the desk to keep her supported.

He’d never, ever say it out loud, but she was a sight for sore eyes. Especially like this. Especially knowing he was the one who had done this too her. And damn, did he feel good.

He wasnt sure how much time had passed them in the quiet office when his partner finally found it in herself to push herself off the desk, dark eyelashes fluttering as she opened her eyes. She pushed off the desk with shakey legs, making a small moan of discomfort as she accessed their surroundings a little. “I…. I should find my clothes.”

Interesting first thoughts afterwords, but Katsuki supposed she was more embarassed than anything. Maybe their session had snapped her back into her senses. Hah, he really had fucked the attitude right out of her. However, he still hadn’t gotten her to officially take her words back yet. His eyes quick made a scan to the clock. It was starting to hit early morning hours, but they still had plenty of time before the office was opened.

She made a move to get past him, but she didnt get far enough before he reached forward, grabbing her by the waist and yanking her onto him, positioning her to straddle his waist as she had to grab onto his shoulders instinctively for balance. “B-bakugo?” She began, eyes widening before she cut off in a gasp as he easily lined her body back up against his, pushing his hardening cock into her body once more.

“Proving I’m the best means proving I got better stamina too,” he declared, his crimson eyes gleaming as he dropped her hips all the way down onto him, a devilish smirk forming on his lips. “We’re just getting started.”

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douchebagbrainwaves · 5 years

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