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ermnmika · 1 year

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taming bakugou is a big challenge for you.

!warnings!: NSFW, MDNI. gn!dom!reader, sub!bakugo, light bondage, dirty talk, degradation, physical pain, handjob, choking (everything listed bkg receiving). reader is a bit sadistic.

he's pressed to the sheets under your strong torso, squrming and snarling. his hands are tied securely behind his back by your own tie you wore to work today, palms warm and sweaty as if he was ready to set off explosions at you at any given moment. as if you'd let him. you chuckle at the thought.

"katsuki." you murmur into his ear gently, so close, extremely close, your lips almost touching the lobe, and his breath hitches for a moment. he needs more, he craves it, but he won't admit it. you decide to give him a chance at first. "dear. be a brat again and i won't give you what you want."

"you better get off me and let me fuck you myself." he spits bitterly, voice soaked in usual irritation. your eyes widen in displeasure, nails digging into the skin of his strong shoulders, leaving pink marks. "i know how much you want my cock."

a scowl twists your face. not good.

"is that so?" you sit back, ass placed on his lower back, right above his throbbing dick, and you push your hips as hard as you can. his dick gets squished under your body weight, painfully so, and he lets out a muffled groan. "then why would you let me tie you in the first place, hm? why would you let me get on top of you? take control over your body?"

your voice is sweet, but filled with poison that beats all the air out of his lungs. he grits his teeth and wriggles in desperate attempts to get out of your grip, dick almost getting crushed and yet still extremely hard, but right now you are stronger, and you refuse to give him any opportunity to escape your punishment.

"admit it, bakugo." you lean forward, grab his hair in a hard grip of your fingers, and press his flushed face into the sheets. then, with your other hand you smack his back, making him flinch, feeling the muscles stiff under your harsh touch. he barely stifles a moan and you chuckle under your breath. "you like being treated like a slut. you like being owned. how will the world react if they see one of the top pro-heroes whimpering in pleasure from being hit?"

you hit again, and again, and again, and each time he shifts uncontrollably, whimpers through still gritted teeth, tears collect in the corners of his eyes. you tug at his blond locks so he raises his head and meets your blown out pupils. your gaze is dark, brows furrowed, but you seem very concentrated and he feels a small speck of fear tug at his heart. you notice it, but don't give yourself away.

"sh-shut up." he tries to intervene but he sounds so, so pathetic.

"you fucking brat." you let go of his hair but he's still looking at you, taking in your stern and unhinged expression and flushed face. your eyes fall on the bright red spot in the form of your hand on his back, right under his shoulderblades, and the wave of pleasure hits you again. "you love this. you love the humiliation and you love the pain."

grin paints your face as he hides his in the sheets, thus proving your point, so you decide it's finally time to turn him on his back. you flip him over and drag his stiff body to lean on the headboard, and cage his thighs between your legs.

he's breathing heavily, sweat drops falling from his face onto his chest, eyes dazed with a spark of anger, mouth agape. his lips are puffy and pretty, sparkling from wetness, and you want to kiss them so badly but you restrain yourself. he didn't deserve it.

"just touch me already, you damn- ahh," he doesn't get to finish his sentence when you wrap your fingers around the tip of his cock, not squeezing, just placing your hand on it. he moans loudly just from this small contact and you smile maliciously, taking in his fastened breathing and half-lidded eyes.

it was a trick. because right at the next second you remove your hand and slap his twitching dick, making him almost fold in half while shouting from the strike of pain.

you smile at him, innocently fluttering your eyelashes as if you didn't just smack the shit out of his cock. "does this count?"

he presses back against the headboard again, his legs now shaking. his wet hair clings to his forehead, you know it always annoys him but you purposefully don't remove it. you meet his gaze and there's a huge abyss of hate and resentment, but you know the motherfucker is thriving right now. he craves to be put in his place.

"your silence tells me it's still not enough." you hum, and bring yourself closer, almost towering over his form. he waits for a strike again, his whole body stiffening, but you take his cock in your hand and spread the precum over his length, agonizingly slow, rubbing over his veins. he relaxes after a few strokes, the features on his face smoothing out, his mouth falling agape again, and you take the opportunity to catch his lower lip between your teeth, biting and sucking on it. he kisses back, hips moving against your hand for more friction, and you swallow his moans.

you keep stroking him up and down, let go of his lips and nose his cheek, your movements becoming a bit faster now. "hmm... katsuki, would you like to be choked?"

judging from his fucked out expression, he can't think clearly right now, eyes rolling to the back of his head from pleasure. you grab his chin and turn his face towards you, your hand still moving on his length. "katsuki. yes or no." your voice is steel and demanding.

you wait for a few moments, searching for an answer on his face, until he mumbless a small "yes." and you nod.

you win.

he's already barely breathing, but you're about to make it worse. you shift a little to a more comfortable position, and to give bakugo some time to prepare himself. after that you clutch at his neck, slowly and carefully adding pressure while you brush over his cock wirh your fingers. he's squirming, not able to hold still, so you add more pressure and he wheezes, his cock twitching. you bite your own moans and move your hand faster, and faster, and he can't handle it anymore. he tries to breathe and suffocates under your touch, and you're breaking him, you're breaking bakugo katsuki.

you rub your own wetness against his limp thigh, watching his face become more pale, mouth completely open and trying to catch air.

"my little slut likes to be choked by me, hm? that's it, katsuki. know your place. know who you belong to."

and just like that, with his eyes rolling back and you removing your hand just in time, he inhales sharply and cums, white hot liquid falling on the muscles of his chest. you watch this beautiful view, taking it all in. he chokes on air, back arching in immense, overwhelming pleasure. his whole world is being destroyed in front of his eyes.

and you were the one who did it. with your own hands.

dedicated to all subby baku enjoyers. i stand with you.

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moon-is-a-cryptid · 1 year

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Sub!bakugou going into a piercing shop to get his tongue pierced with his “I can do what I want” attitude until he meets the piercer!Reader who grabs him by the jaw “open your mouth pretty boy” and his demeanor instantly changes as he opens his mouth and the reader lets out a “good boy”-

ROTTING MY BRAIN

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gglitch1dd · 2 years

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Surprise

Sub Katsuki x Dom Reader

Context: Your boyfriend has been acting strange lately and now you know why. But the last thing you expected to find him, was like this. But you aren't complaining

Note: Gender Neutral Y/N who uses the term Mommy, Nothing smexy happens to reader in this one, so body doesn't matter. Katsuki being a cute subby baby, ANAL! like a lot, like just butt play to be honest. Fingering (m receiving), Spanking (m receiving), light degradation, praise, FLUFF and Comfort at the end. KATSUKI IN A SKIRT! (but you can imagine him without it)

Dynamight was a lot of things. He was loud, ambitious, boisterous, strong. He held himself on a pedigree high enough to leave people questioning and to seem almost impossible. He was beyond comprehension sometimes. He was constantly saving people, always on the lookout, giving villains a run for their money and putting most said villains in Tartarus where they belong.

But at the end of the day, Katsuki Bakugou couldn’t always be the scary persona he built over the years. He couldn’t. He tried but it would often break him more than he what he needed.

As his loving partner you always paid attention to Bakugou. It was sort of hard not to pay attention to him. He would always demand it at the end of the day. Yet you had only been dating for close to a year and you noticed a few things. A few things you obviously never said aloud in fear of being exploded by your boyfriend.

First was the way he started softening in demeanour. Instead of the harsh unwavering self that he showed you the first few months of dating, he was rather... dare you say... compliant. Bakugou was still himself in the sense that he was still a grumpy Pomeranian but now he listened to you. He left most of his aggressiveness at the door to your shared apartment and often wanted to be coddled by you. You for one saw this as a win considering the type of person he was. He always did have trouble telling you he wanted affection.

Then there was the way he would shift whenever you took charge of things. You had a streak and known to be a bit as crazy (lowkey another demon) as him and that was another aspect to you that Bakugou fell for. But he never saw it directed at him often. Not unless you were in a bad mood, or he was acting up. Now it was really in the subtle things. The things you would shrug off. Like the way you would call him from another room and instead of shouting back or grumbling, he would appear. Or whenever you would notice he was having a bit of a rough day and have to force him to relax around you. Very little things.

There was also the sex. Now your sex life with Bakugou was probably the most fun you have ever had in any of your sex-scapades in life. Yet, being the amazing partner you are, you also notice a bit of drop in his aggressiveness to you. Now at first when you guys started dancing under the sheets, he was a menace. Pinning you down and basically rearranging your insides at any given indication. (A bit over the top in your opinion but you accepted it as is) but you noticed that he was more compliant with what you wanted. Anything top that you did was often left with the two of you coming undone harder than you would normally.

For example, when you ride him. His face would turn pinker and his eyes would dilate more. His groans would turn into whines that were borderline ready to turn high pitched at any second. He basically became a pillow princess at your will. The most fun night of your life in your opinion.

So, after noticing all this let's just say you weren’t very surprised when you came back early from work today.

You walked into your shared apartment after quite the day at work. Nothing bad but nothing good either. It was rather mundane but at the same time you were glad you could pack up early and head back home where your boyfriend was waiting for you. He had the weekend off and so spent most of his free Friday being your pretty little househusband and sending you texts like:

Katsu-bby<3: Iron your clothes properly, dumbass.

Katsu-bby<3: I’m tired of finding them folded and not ironed. They look weird.

You: Please Iron them for me bby

Katsu-bby<3: *Sent an Image*

Katsu-bby<3: Already done.

He was cute that way. So, when you arrived and noticed that he wasn’t exactly anywhere to be seen, you found that odd. You shrugged it off, thinking maybe he was taking a nap (unlikely cause he had the sleep schedule of an old man) but it was a possibility. When you went to go change out of your clothes, your feet stopped you.

You heard moaning. But it didn’t really sound like Bakugou’s at all. Which made your stomach bunch in anxiety. You walked slowly towards your bedroom door, and you found a scene you were never expecting to see him in.

Turns out, it was your boyfriend moaning but he sounded so higher pitched and small. His eyes were strewn shut as he played around with a jewelled butt plug in his ass. He wiggled his ass around, biting down on his bottom lip in frustration but not minding the constant teasing. To top it all off he wore a black skirt that was bunched around his waist.

Now you found it a criminal sin that you hadn’t ever noticed just how round his ass was. You knew he had a great ass, but whenever you pointed it out, he would glare at you and look away, quickly dismissing it. Now you thought he was uncomfortable, so you dropped it but maybe you were wrong. You leaned against the door frame, your arms folded, and your legs crossed as you stood watching. The sudden heavy ache between your legs feeling extremely prominent.

“Ah! Y/N! Please~”

The way he moaned and whined out your name almost made it all so much sweeter if it didn’t make you feel ten times hornier as well. You were now pretty set on what you wanted to do if he allowed you. You also knew that maybe it was time to bring out your old friend into the playing field.

“Be careful Katsu.” At the sound of your voice, Bakugou’s head whipped to look back at you. His eyes comically wide as he froze. You were looking at him with a dark expression as you leaned against the door frame. His thighs tensed as he noticed the way your eyes were eating him up and how much darker they had turned than normal. “You don’t want to strain yourself, now do you?”

Bakugou scrambled to sit up on his knees pulling the skirt down over his hard leaking cock out of sight away from you. He ignored the feeling of the plug shifting as he sat up. His face turned red as he felt himself start to slightly panic. “H-how long have you been there? Why are you back home s-so soon?” He asked with a stutter.

You hummed as you shrugged. “I’ve been standing here for a good few minutes give or take.” You didn’t real care. You let out a chuckle as you walked deeper into the room, “I don’t think it matters, why I’m home early. I mean, look at you, Katsuki.” You say with your arms open motioning to the pretty man on your bed on his knees. He felt his face tingle in embarrassment as he looked away from you. A frown was on his face as he tried to deny that this was actually happening. You carefully brought your hands to his jaw and gently pulled him to look back up at you. The simple action making his eyes widen as his demeanour went slack slightly. You smiled down at him as you brushed some of his blond tufts from his face. “My pretty prince.” You complimented making him turn beet red. “Wearing a pretty butt plug and skirt, all while moaning my name?” You chuckled. You looked his body over. “I always knew you were beautiful, but this just hit the marker.” You let your thumb trace around his lips before pressing softly in. Absent minded and willing to please he opened his mouth to let you push your thumb in just a bit. You smirked at the way he was already responding to you. So he really need this, huh? You tilted your head and dropped your voice an octave. “What do you want Daddy to do for you?”

That made Bakugou lose all train of thought. The pitch of your voice making his breath stutter and his mind blank. He looked up at you wide eyed. “D-daddy?” He asked shocked and quieter than you thought.

You shrugged. “Or Mommy.” You chuckled. “Whichever you feel like you need my pretty boy. So, what do you want Mommy to do for you?” A shiver went down his spine at the use of the title. “Bingo!” You chirped out with a smirk. “I was really looking forward to be called Daddy, but Mommy works too.” You took a step back away from him. You looked at him seriously. You folded your arms over your chest. “Safeword?” You asked him dead serious.

Katsuki didn’t hesitate to answer you back with his own safe word. “Broccoli.” He almost glared at the word and scrunched up his face.

You withheld a chuckle. It never ceased to make you want to giggle at the meaning behind it but you remained serious. “If at any point you feel uncomfortable in a bad way or want everything to stop, say the safeword ‘broccoli’. Got it?” Bakugou nodded, a small pink blush on his face. He appreciated the fact that you reiterated his safeword in case things went way too wild for his liking. “Good boy. Now.” You clapped your hands. “Face down, ass up. I wanna see what I’m working with.” You instructed him as you rolled up your sleeves. He hesitated. You lifted an eyebrow. Bakugou clearly needed this, but it seemed as though you would have to actually pry it out of him. You shrugged. “Okay.” You walked over to him and pushed him down on the bed making him gasp. You spun him onto his stomach and pushed his knees under him. As much as you weren’t as strong as him, you did have your fair bit of power to you. You flipped his skirt up exposing his flawless ass to you. You noticed the way his cock twitched at your practical manhandling of him. You hummed noting that internally. “What a fucking slut I can make out of you.” You chuckled out for him to hear.

You placed both hands on his ass in front of you. How could you have not played with his ass until now? Sounded like a crime. You hummed as you gripped his sides and shook his hips watching as his ass bounced in front of you. Bakugou buried his face in the silk sheets under him. He felt as though he was going to die of embarrassment. You were currently inspecting and practically hypnotized by his ass as if it was worth the attention (it was). Bakugou grabbed the sheets harshly as his eyes shot open with a gasp. You had taken the buttplug out of him harshly, but it brought nothing but pleasure down his spine. You threw it over your shoulder and decided it was time to play around with your boyfriend. You had your finger moving around his puckered hole watching as he twitched under your gaze. You slipped in two fingers easily and you watched as he swallowed up your fingers easily.

He moaned as he arched his back deeper, trying to get your fingers deeper inside him. Although his face was set ablaze and he never thought he would get here with his partner finger-fucking his ass, he wasn’t going to complain. His eyes were closed in pleasure as he wiggled and writhed. A small whimper left him as you moved your fingers in and out of him, the lube that he applied for the buttplug aiding your movements.

You chuckled at his now relaxed state as well as the sweet sounds he was making caused by you. “You know I think it’s rude you were playing with yourself without asking me for permission, baby boy.” You tell him. “What’s mommy supposed to think?”

“I d-didn’t mean it.” He breathed out. You curved your fingers making him jolt forward with a high-pitched whine. There. You rubbed that spot inside him that had his thighs start to shake. “Fuck!” He closed his eyes as he started moving his ass to fuck your fingers. He clearly is experienced with anal, that was for sure. It made you wonder just how much you didn’t know about his sex life than you thought. You noticed his thighs start to shake more and how he was tightening around you. He must have been close before you interrupted him. You removed your fingers easily, stopping the build-up of pleasure in his abdomen. Making Bakugou whine out almost pitifully. He looked back at you with a glare and almost a hateful expression. You couldn’t help but chuckle sadistically at his look of anger mixed with betrayal. “Why did you stop?”

“Beg.”

Bakugou’s eyes went wide. “W-what?” He asked shocked.

You tilted your head as you looked down at him. You leaned forward, down to him condescendingly. “I want you to beg, Ka-tsu-ki.” You taunted him with a serious expression on your face. Your gaze and serious facial expression didn’t change. You were being serious. You wanted him to beg to get pleasure the else you weren’t going to do anything.

Bakugou’s eyebrows scrunched up. “N-no.” He stuttered out. “I’m not gonna beg. Just… just…” He tried pushing his ass closer to you, trying to tempt you into continuing. You didn’t fall for it, if anything you held your hands to yourself. Bakugou let out a small growl in frustration, his anger directed at you as he unconsciously tried to take control of the situation. “Come on dumbass! Just fucking finger my- AH!” A loud harsh slap went to his ass jolting him forward. A glow of pink left on his ass from the spank.

You shook your head in disappointment. “Tsk. What a shame.” You shrugged. You saw Bakugou shiver slightly at the sting that was left from your spank before turning his bead to look at you. He paused at the upset expression on your face. You looked so disappointed in him. “Here I was thinking you would be a good boy for Mommy. Hm? You’re a bad boy aren’t you.”

Bakugou stilled at the change in tone. He didn’t like that. He didn’t like that one bit. He wasn’t your bad boy. He wasn’t bad. He really wasn’t. He could be good. Just for you. Only for you. His hands scrunched up the sheets underneath him.

Before he could speak out to you, you forcefully pulled him up and off the bed. You sat down on the end of the bed and pulled him across your lap. Bakugou let out a grumble at how you were dragging him but frankly you couldn’t care. You made sure he was settled with his ass out for you, the skirt flipped over. “Now you are going to count every single one. Got that? This is what happens to bad boys, Katsuki.”

You didn’t wait for him to give you an answer as a hand went flying down to strike his ass firmly. He let out another shout at the stinging pain. “Fuck.” He let out. “One…” He seethed out with clenched teeth. You struck his again making him jolt forward. His hands gripped the sheets as he kept his eyes closed. “Two…” Another strike to the ass and you noticed something. He gasped, his ass sticking out a bit more. His cock was painfully hard and he was searching for more pleasure in the pain. “Three.” He whispered out this time. His walls crumbled down more and more with every spank. Spank after, spank you watched as his bratty demeanour dissolved and he was left breathing heavily and hiccupping with every hit. “E-e-” His eyes were glossy in pleasure as he hiccupped. “Eight.” He finally managed to say. Now all he could think about was how he couldn’t be bad. Yet here he was. Tears in his eyes as he shook his head not wanting to have disappointed you. Another hit and he was crying out, trying to rut against the bed underneath him, but forcing himself to stay put. He hiccuped. “Nine. Ten!” He whimpered.

You rubbed his ass soothingly with a small smile. “Good job, Katsuki.” You let out as you tried to comfort him. “You took that so well, didn’t you?” He didn’t answer as you felt him relax under your hands. You smiled down at him. “Such a good boy. I think you deserve to cum. Hm?” He nodded his head silently, tears in his eyes. You could see you had broken him down to where you wanted him. You easily slipped your fingers back in. His warmth swallowing your fingers eagerly. He released a moan as he relaxed on your lap. “You can cum whenever you want to, Katsuki.” You assured him. With every pump of your fingers, he gasped and wiggled trying to fuck himself back on your fingers. “My good boy.”

He nodded his head. “Your good boy. Mommy’s good boy. Only for Mommy.” You couldn’t help but admire how cute he was like this. He wanted to be your good boy so badly. He continued to moan, and push back against your hand until finally you brushed his prostate just right and you wrapped a hand around his cock. Unable to stop himself, he arched his back with a loud whine.

“I… fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. FUCK!” Back arched, head thrown up and muscles tense, he was pushed over the edge. “Mommy!” His body shivered and jolted in pleasure as he came on the silk sheets underneath him. His body shivered with a hum as he felt the warm bliss of an orgasm. One of the most beautiful sounds you have heard came out of his mouth as his body shook in pleasure. Eyes rolled back and chest heaving. You easily guided him through it, softly moving your hand up and down his cock. Gosh he was beautiful. With a sigh, Bakugou relaxed, his eyes closed. You chuckled at how pretty and docile he now was.

With a glisten of sweat on him and a breathless tired and flushed look on his face, you could swear that he was the most beautiful man you had ever seen.

“Good boy, my pretty princes. You did so well. Still want to continue?” You asked checking in on him. He shook his head. “Okay sweetheart, just say the safeword for me so that Mommy is a hundred percent sure.”

He opened his mouth but let out a hiccup. “Broccoli.” He whispered.

“Alright.” You quickly settled into caretaker mode, wanting to comfort him as soon as possible. You threaded your hand through his hair softly. “What a good boy. You’re so good for Mommy.” You told him in a soft and caring voice. You pulled him into your arms, got your footing and stood up. He was heavy but not too much that you couldn’t manage. You walked him over to bed and put him under the covers, taking off the skirt so that he wouldn’t be uncomfortable. You took the water off the bedside table. You helped him sit up a bit. “Come on, drink some for me please.” He nodded his head pliant, as he opened his mouth allowing the water to flow in. He took a few sips before not wanting anymore. He turned his head away. “That’s alright, you did so well.” You told him honestly. You joined him in bed, your arms wrapping around him, as he buried his face in your chest.

He opened his eyes to look up at you. His pupils round and big. “You didn’t-”

You shushed him softly. “This was about you baby and what you needed, not about me. Not today.” You placed a kiss on his forehead. You looked down at him lovingly. “My perfect Katsuki… why didn’t you tell me, you need to sub?” You asked him.

Bakugou looked down away from you, his face hidden by your chest as heat bloomed on his face. “I… I didn’t want you to think… little of me.” He voiced out quietly.

You understood what his fears were. “Well, you are still my Katsuki.” You voiced rubbing his back. “And I don’t mind being in control if that’s what you want, because I’ll still have my Katsuki and that’s what matters to me.” You placed a kiss on his nose making his eyes flutter shut. You grinned at how soft he was now. How eased and not raging. You wrapped your arms tighter around him and started giggling. You littered kisses all over his face. “My beautiful Katsuki! You’re so cute. I love you so much.”

He started laughing trying to escape your practical headlock, forcing him to stay put with kisses. “Hey!” He let out with laughs and giggles too. “Let me nap! Get your lips off of me!” You knew he didn’t mean it and you just kept on kissing his flawless face. Then you leaned back against the pillow with an adoring smile. His cheeks were pink and his red eyes a bit sleepy but he was focused on you. He buried his face in the crook of your neck and sighed. “I love you.” He whispered. “Thank you.”

You smiled. “Anything for you, Katsuki.”

-Glitch1d

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cultherent · 1 year

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Caught in the Act [Pt.2]

Word Count: 1815

TW: Anal, Overstimulation, Nipple Play, Female Domination, Tentacles

“I want to hear you cry Katsuki,” you smirked sadistically. “You’ve picked a sadistic dom to fall in love with,” you chimed as you placed a kiss on his cheek.

Pressing your chest against him as you sucked on his neck, you felt his hands travel up and down your spine. His warm hands felt nice on your skin. Breathing him in, that scent, the taste, it was mesmerizing. He tasted so sweet, like sugar, literally because of his quirk. You couldn’t get enough as you moved from his neck to his chest, leaving a trail of saliva from your tongue.

“Y/N,” Bakugou called as you looked at him, your eyes full of desire. You tilted your head, “You’re still being shy, huh?” You could tell he was flustered by the pink tint painting his cheeks. “If you want something, ask. And make sure to address me as master or Y/N.”

For a moment, you thought he’d play nice, you thought he followed instructions. “I’m not doing that shit,” he grumbled as he grabbed your hips and started grinding on your cunt. You were shocked by this and let out a moan. Bakugou smirked at this, his dry humping getting faster. You gripped his shoulders, staring directly into his eyes, having enough.

His pace slowed, “Wait, your eyes are turning yellow. Hey-!” In an instant, he was suspended in the air by your quirk. “This is not fair, Ursula. PUT ME DOWN,” he demanded.

You strolled over to him, your tongue clicking, “Oh, Bakugou… I’m the one who gives orders. You have to ask permission to do anything. So, what you just pulled there, the dry humping, I never said you could do that pervert.” His eyes grew wide at your comment, your eyes still glowing yellow.

You smirked, getting close to his face, “Not unless you say Pineapple, and you haven’t said the word so it seems you want to keep going.” Looking at his body, you grabbed onto his throbbing cock over his boxers, “And it doesn’t seem like you want me to stop either. You’re really a fucking perv.”

“Now, you will do as I say. Unless… you actually want to stop, then say pineapple,” you spoke softer. “Anyways!” You used your quirk, black tentacles that seeped out of your spine, to place him a little suspended on the bed. One of your tentacles held his arms above his head for you; another, spreading his legs.

“Shithead, put me down!”

Ripping the condom wrapper and placing the condom on, you glanced at Bakugou to see him in bliss. “I’m going to fuck the shit out of you, even if you got me tied up with your stupid tentacles,” he smirked, almost like he thought did something. You rolled your eyes as you sat on his abdomen, which made the blondie raise an eyebrow.

You looked around, “You got a condom?”

His eyes lit up, “Um, yeah. It’s in my drawer.” You chuckled to yourself, knowing that you weren’t going to give him what he wanted. “What’s so funny?” He retorted.

“Oh, nothing. You just seem so eager.” Using one of your free tentacles, it went to get the condom. You slowly peeled his boxers off, slowly watching it turn from skin to blonde pubes to shaft. You giggled at his dick wagging like a tail after you tore his briefs off.

You leaned down, leaving kisses around his areola. He gasped, “What the-” You continued your actions, getting similar noises out of him. “Why, why does this feel so good?” He exhaled as you chuckled into his skin. As you kissed one of his nipples, you took your free hand to massage the other. He moaned loudly, his head leaning back.

“Please, keep doing that,” he whined. I grabbed my other hand and pinched his side.

“Please, keep doing that, who?” I began to correct him as I stopped all my motions.

“What the fuck asshole, keep going.”

I slapped him, “You don’t speak to your master like that. Address me properly,” I chastised, my hand pulling at his nipple.

“Ah~-!” He whimpered, feeling the pain of my fingers. “You fuck- Sorry, master.”

I smiled, “Good boy.” I planted a kiss on his cheek, and for a second, he smiled. I went back to his nipple, but this time, I used my tongue to make circles around it.

Katsuki squirmed underneath you, “Fuck, Y/N, that feels so fucking good~” he moaned into the warm air.

You thought about caving, but no, you had to stick with the plan you thought up in only 3 minutes. Your inviting smile turned into a malicious one. You pressed your tongue against his already sore nipple and went to town. He cried out due to the overstimulation. At the same time, you rubbed yourself on his cock and had a tentacle caressing his balls.

As you continued to pleasure his nipples, you took the time to have one of your tentacles hold his dick in place. You slowly backed up and started rubbing your clit against his tip. You both moaned to the feeling of one another.

“Shit, please, master, please ride my dick,” he whined as he looked at you. He gave you a look you’d never thought you’d see from him, puppy dog eyes. You smiled brightly. It was so cute. You advanced further, teasing his tip with your warm and wet entrance.

He moaned, he squirmed, he grunted; wanting some form of release. He wanted to be inside you, feel how warm you were and how tight you were. Those thoughts ran rampant in his mind, and he started to get impatient. “When are you going to do what I asked? You said if I asked, you’d do it, nerd!”

You sat up on him, “I never said I’d grant every wish.” You swiftly turned yourself around, pressing your already wet pussy to his face.

He stopped licking your pussy for a second, “Fuck, Y/N, you really know what you’re doing. Shithe- Master, I could cum any second.”

“Eat me out, Cocksuki,” you ordered as you removed the condom from his dick.

You let spit drip from your lips. The instant the saliva touched his tip, you felt vibrations on your clit. You let his arms free and they wrapped around your waist, holding you in place. You moaned as you put his length into your mouth.

“Gosh, Bakugou, you really know what you’re doing,” you complimented as you caressed his gooch with your fingers.

You paused your actions, “Why thank you. I don’t mean to ruin the mood in any way, but have you ever done anal?”

He raised an eyebrow, “Like fucked someone in the ass?”

I chuckled, “More like a finger up your ass.” His eyes grew big, and he stopped looking at me. “I need an answer, Katsuki.”

“SHUT UP Y/N!! I’ll stop all this right now and blow your fucking face off!!!”

He coughed, “I… I may have….”

“NO WAY, THE Bakugou plays with his ass?”

“No need for that,” I instructed, “I just want to overstimulate you.”

“Oversti-?” His word was cut off by the moans that flew out of his mouth.

You sucked on his dick fast, your tongue swirling around his tip as you did. You, also, used one of your tentacles that you had put lubricant on, that Bakugou had in his drawer while everything was happening, and entered Baugou’s asshole. You had two other tentacles rubbing his nipples as they lifted your body slightly to do so.

The room was filled with both of your moans. Bakugou gripped your waist harder than before. His body soon tensed, but he continued to lick at your clit.

“Hugh~ Y/- Plea- Omg~” he whined, his body feeling every type of overload.

The tentacle that was in his ass kept moving in and out, making sure to hit his prostate every time. Your head doing the same, bobbing up and down. Bakugou’s only goal was to try to withstand it all, even if it was hard, so he could make you cum.

Remembering his arms were free, Bakugou took one of his digits and entered you. You cried out to the unexpected pleasure. You didn’t protest, so he moved his index finger around to find that special spot. He found it when he felt you gripping his sides tightly. He curled his finger towards this spot and wouldn’t give you a break. That’s when you went full force with your tentacles.

“Fuck~” you both moaned. Both your heavy breathing is heard.

“Y/- I-.... I’m. get- I’m close~” he whimpered, tears slowly running down as his whole body locked up.

Grabbing his sides, you breathed, “Me too.”

Coming back into reality, you felt a warm liquid in your mouth and you noticed you both weren’t in the air anymore, but fell onto the bed. Your tentacles disappeared.

You both continued your actions, and you both finally reached your climaxes. “I’m going to cum,” Bakugou exclaimed.

“Me too, let’s cum together,” you said.

You kept your lips on his cock as you felt your body shut down, your eyes rolling back, that amazing feeling of euphoria. For a second, you didn’t even know where you were, you felt completely content.

The both of you rested in his bed for a little, cuddling, trying to come down from your highs. Katsuki cleaned himself off with some tissue and you did the same. After a while, you opened your eyes to find Bakugou asleep. You chuckled quietly to yourself and got up out of his bed, your legs still a little shaky. You put your clothes on to go to the bathroom to properly clean up.

You turned around, Bakugou’s cum still in your mouth, and kissed him. You let go of the cum and spit it into his mouth. His eyes widened.

“Swallow,” you commanded, and he did as told. You smiled, “Good job, Katsu.” You planted a kiss on his cheek. He smiled again at the praise.

“That’s so sweet. But, yeah, no one told me.”

Walking slowly to the bathroom, you see everyone entering the dormitory. “Hey, Y/N! How was being here alone?” Mina asked.

“Where were you guys?” You grumbled.

“Didn’t someone tell you? We went out to the grocery store. We’re going to have a small dinner tonight. We’d thought it’d be a nice surprise for Bakugou since he’s the one always cooking.”

“I’m so sorry, totally did not mean to exclude you!” She frowned.

“It’s all good, I’m just going to use the bathroom. I’ll keep Bakugou distracted for you guys.”

“Aw, thanks Y/N, you’re the best.”

After finishing up in the bathroom, you went back to Bakugou’s room, making sure to close the door, then cuddled up with him.

A/N: I kinda wanna draw Bakugou in this scene with the tentacles 😳

FanArt:

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submenarehotties · 1 year

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“ 𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙡𝙮 𝙗𝙞𝙧𝙩𝙝𝙙𝙖𝙮 𝙥𝙧𝙚𝙨𝙚𝙣𝙩! „

submissive! katsuki bakugou x dominant! female! reader.

(does not follow the plot of the mha/bnha manga or anime)

cw’s + tw’s: nsfw, explicit language, nipple play (bakugou receives), overstimulation (bakugou receives), mean! reader, slight angst, bakugou wears lingerie, slight blowjob (bakugou receives).

timeskip: “❀ ❀ ❀”

summary: Who says Bakugou can’t have an early birthday present? But - does he even deserve it? After all, he just pissed you off. But, you're pretty generous.

note: bakugou is 18+. you & bakugou are pro-heroes. not proof-read.

word count: 1.4K+

Katsuki Bakugou had been an asshole lately and his birthday was coming up. It was certainly pissing you off. Did he even deserve a present from you?

“Hey dumbass Deku! Where’s my girl?” Bakugou accuses, stomping into Midoriya’s room.

“Hey, Kacchan! And (y/n)? I don’t know where she is.” Midoriya replies with a hand resting on the back of his neck awkwardly.

Bakugou grabs Midoriya by the collar of his shirt, “Don’t call her that, only I get to call her that, shitty Deku.”

“O-Okay… Sorry!” Midoriya apologizes.

“Hey, Izuku, I was wondering if you ha—” You walk into Midoriya’s room, pausing at the scene before you.

Bakugou immediately drops Midoriya at your sudden voice.

Ignoring Midoriya who was on the ground, Bakugou stomped his way over to you, his gaze worried, “Where the hell did you go?”

“Are you hurt?” Bakugou rasped as he scanned you.

“Why would I be hurt…?” You question.

“You weren’t in your room last night.” Bakugou explained, his hands resting at the small of your back, holding you close.

“I was only training Izuku. His skills need to be more refined while fighting, so I offered to help.” You reply confusedly.

Bakugou turned to Midoriya furiously.

"You lied to me? You fucking asshole! You knew exactly where she was—"

A loud slap echoed throughout the room. Everything and everyone in the room froze but you. You roughly grabbed Bakugou's chin and made him look you in the eye.

You were furious. You thought Bakugou had learned and agreed to stop fighting with Midoriya at every chance he could get.

You leaned over his ear and whispered, "I swear Katsuki, if you pull a stunt like that again, I'll leave you hot and bothered, no one to touch you - at all. I don't give a fuck if it's close to your birthday. So do me a favor and shut your goddamn mouth."

When you looked at Bakugou again he had a flushed face.

"Yes, m-ma'am," Bakugou murmured.

“W-What is happening right now?”

Bakugou’s head whips over to Midoriya and he almost bursts out with something stupid that would’ve got him in trouble.

But, Bakugou simply says, “Be quiet, you damn nerd.”

Bakugou’s quiet, but more respectful than you’ve ever seen him.

Midoriya had a blush of his own. Now that made you smirk.

“You’re free to join—if you’d like.” You tease.

You could’ve sweared you saw a flash of green from Midoriya’s fists that were held tightly. Hm…

“Please s-stop. Enough teasing.” Bakugou grumbles under his breath, before storming out of Midoriya’s room.

You chuckled to yourself before calmly walking out of Midoriya’s room, you give Midoriya a wink. Man, it’s so easy to make him blush.

“Damn it—” Bakugou grabs you by your waist and slams Midoriya’s door, pressing you against his shut door. “I can’t leave you alone for a fucking second. Was this your plan? To make me jea—never mind…”

You hummed with a very sweet smile on your face, “I’m getting bored - you’re boring me. Put on a show or I’m moving on.”

Bakugou flinched as if he had been slapped again. You hadn’t even slapped him.

You lied. Bakugou could never bore you. Thrashing against you as you made him give into extreme pleasure. He denyed the pleasure until you proved him wrong.

You wanted to toy with him. Make him hurt, just like he hurts the feelings of others. For no damn reason at all.

“Whatever.” Bakugou murmured, his shoulders slumping, a low sigh escaping him.

Bakugou simply walked away.

You couldn’t contain your smile any longer. It was lucky that he had just left.

One thing you also noticed before you saw Bakugou leave was… He was shaking.

Bakugou couldn’t stand that he couldn’t read your feelings. You didn’t let anyone see.

Bakugou wanted to be the first one.

Bakugou watched you from a distance as you talked with pro-hero, Hawks - as if you hadn’t just hurt his feelings a few minutes ago.

Bakugou thought he was doing a good job for you. But… He was boring you?

He needed to fix that.

❀ ❀ ❀

You and Bakugou shared a house. You had easy access to him. You liked it that way. You took your ‘frustrations’ out on him.

Bakugou heard the door shut and flinched even though he knew the exact time and second you came home.

Usually you’d greet Bakugou. Of course, he always gets home before you.

You rolled your shoulders and let out a tired sigh. You needed a drink. You poured yourself a glass of wine and scrolled through social media.

You heard the bedroom door open then close.

“Hey.” Bakugou whispered in greeting.

Without looking up, you continued to scroll through your phone, glass of wine in your other hand, “Hi.”

You heard Bakugou come closer, but you didn’t dare to pay attention to him. You were ‘mad’.

“‘m sorry.”

“For what, Kats?” You question.

“That you’re bored of me…”

You sighed, finally looking up at Bakugou, shocked at the sight before you. Bakugou in your lingerie.

Just from your stare, Bakugou’s head popped through the panties. He swallowed nervously.

“Come here.” You commanded.

Bakugou listened and moved in front of you.

“You think dressing up as a whore is gonna get me going?” You ask, running a hand down Bakugou’s chest.

“Yes…?” Bakugou sounded unsure as he shuddered from your sudden touch.

Hell yeah it was.

You stand up and grab your wine, walking to the couch, before sitting yourself down comfortably.

“Come sit. Now.”

Bakugou was there in an instant. His hands were shaking, his body covered in goosebumps. You knew he wasn’t cold. He was like a bitch in heat.

“Do you deserve it?” You ask, circling a finger around the head of his cock.

“Deserve what—hmghh…” Bakugou moaned, his hips instinctively thrusting up for friction.

“Fuck, this is so e-embarrassing.” Bakugou murmured his eyes on you, sweat already clouding his sexy face.

“Why not make it more?” You tip your wine glass down his chest, the wine painting his chest red like art.

Bakugou’s eyes were glued to you as you lowered yourself on your knees. You watched Bakugou in return. You spread his legs wide.

“Don’t close your legs. Got it, Kats?” You state.

Bakugou let out a weak whine and gave you a slow nod. He was already in a pleasured state. Just your attention was enough.

You leaned up and placed kisses all down his chest, licking and sucking at any remainder of wine. Bakugou whimpered, his hands all in your hair, his legs shaking trying to keep them open for you.

You flicked his nipples with your tongue. Bakugou was shuddering uncontrollably under you.

“Been a while, hm? Since I last played with you.” You taunted, putting pressure on his dick with your hand.

The friction of the pattern on the panties and the pressure, just felt so damn good to him.

“I-I can’t—!” Bakugou’s head was spinning.

“Going to cum so soon? You’re more desperate than I thought. Hm… Go ahead. Cum for me, Katsuki.” You say, continuing to tease his cock and torture his chest with your mouth.

Splurts of his cum coated your hand and you pulled down the panties and you used his cum as lube to continue to jerk him off. The pleasure quickly ended and turned to a tickling, painful feeling.

“N-No!” Bakugou cried out, trying to close his legs, his hands shakily trying to remove your hands from him.

“I’d like to see you try, you whiny bitch.” You taunt, quickening your strokes on him.

Bakugou was always bad at overstimulation. Just after one time cumming is hard for him. That’s exactly why you chose to do this to him.

“Fuck, I can’t anymore—mghh—nooo!”

“If you can’t anymore, why is your cock still leaking then, hm?”

“I-I—”

Your mouth connected to his cock and he couldn’t hold any sounds from coming out of his mouth even if he tried. Your mouth was so warm. He started to feel pleasure again.

“Feels good. Oh~!” Bakugou started to thrust his hips again.

You teased his cock with your tongue, running your nails down his chest.

He came a second time and was extremely tired and sluggish. You cleaned yourself and him off, changed him, and helped him walk to your shared bedroom.

“‘m forgiven?” Bakugou slurred as you both got into bed.

You smiled.

“Of course you are, Kats. Pretty sure you wear my lingerie better than me.” You tease, as Bakugou buries his head in your neck.

Bakugou only blushes and buries himself further into your neck embarrassedly.

a/n: this was supposed to be posted april 18, but i was lazy and i didn’t have any time to actually write it, but it’s probably already bakugou’s bday anyway. so hbd, you rude bitch!

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crimsonlikeshellsing · 1 year

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Just thinking about teasing Bakugo’s nipples…Like the man has fuking tits, what am I supposed to do, not suck them?!?

So I was wondering if you could write something of that? 😅

EEK so this is the first time I am writing an ask so lowkey a bit excited don't mind me but. YES YES YES. the things I would do to that man's tits.

Nswf! Of course .

Warnings : pet names, nipple sucking and slight mentions of lactation.

It takes some time to get him to agree. He would just look at you confused the first time and say :what I'm not a girl-. But then he finally tries it and my god are you in for a fun time.

Just imagine having him sitting in your lap with his legs wraped around your waist as he is trying not to fall apart under your touch.

D-doesnt eaven feel that go-O-d. He would say as he is trying not to let out the sluttiest moan you have ever heard. His cheeks would be bright red.

He would have one hand at the back of your head and he would lowkey pull your hair on accident but you are willing to put up with if it means you get to have him like this for a while .

If you make some comment like :i wonder if I'll get any milk from these . He would absolutely look the other direction trying not to let you see his flustered gaze.

He clould cum just from you suckong his nipples . (And he has.)You sometimes bite his nipples to tease him and his back makes the most beautiful arch that pushes his chest further in to your mouth!

Lets just say he always has some marks on his chest that force him to wear his winter uniform during the summer. He isn't mad about it though. As long as you're happy that's what matters to him and you are lucky that he's so in love with you that he is willing to let you do these types of things to him.(also he actually loves it when you do it but would rather die then to ever tell you)

Welp that's all! I hope this was what you were expecting and don't be shy to ask for more ! And for other characters as well!

#sub!bakugou #bakugou smut #bakugou x y/n #bakugou headcanons

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prettyboykatsuki · 2 years

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attention-seeking | k. bakugou

☆ tags ;; imbalanced power dynamics, dubcon!!!, caning, punishment, ambigious relationships, handjobs, reader is implied to be 'master of the house', bakugou is a brat kinda, age gap but reader is older, gn!reader, bkg is meant to be like 20ish, 18+

☆ wc ;; 1.3k

☆ a/n ;; sorry for being a sicko (lying). i know this is indulgent. leave me alone man.

☆ synopsis ;; you punish the maid boy who keeps acting out in your presence.

"Lift your skirt, boy."

This is beyond the realm of what you're supposed to be doing. As master of the house with duties to attend, important ones, one of the first things you learn is relegating to tasks to capable staff. Your head maid is a capable woman, one who looked after you near birth.

And she's never once made you intervene in house affairs. She takes cares of the maids and all the other servants, and only asks for assistance to sign off on new hires or something else administrative.

For her to talk to about some new hire is strange. More strange for her to complain. Apparently, he's the only son of the Bakugou family. A family of tailors which apparently their son doesn't wish to inherit. That his mother called in a favor for job in the house. He wasn't suited for other duties, he excels at housework and when he's not blowing a fuse - is very capable at that job indeed.

Your head maid seems very fond of him, exceptionally so. He must be a little younger than you, no older than 20. He's got the temperament of a spoiled brat, his face is all screwed up with tears. He swears often and only respects the hierarchy in the house when he wishes to.

And if he wasn't so adamant on disrespecting you specifically, you'd be willing to let him off without giving it much thought. The truth is you don't really care what people say about you. All sorts of rumors spread about you bedding men and women often, about your supposed gambling and drinking problem, about your cold temperament.

If you were a little younger, you think it'd hurt your feelings. It doesn't though, not really. It all just seems sort of silly. As long as people respect you in your presence, you're willing to let them sort out their own feelings.

But this maid, this brat - is insistent on getting on your nerves. Has been from the minute you met. You can't really understand why, what the reasons been for as long as he's been in the house. You're told he behaves well when he's not around you, but when he is around - he can't keep his snark around. And that's forgivable, passable when no one else is in the house.

But not in front of your esteemed guests and important clients. That just won't do.

This is beyond your realm of duties. Telling a maid off and disciplining them like this isn't something you enjoy. You've never had to do it before now, so his impudence and bad attitude is really starting to grate on your nerves.

"I have a name," He grits. You scoff, picking up the cane again. The room is dark, the moon illuminating the raised welts on the back of his calves. You want to smooth your hand over his skin, pristine and pale and red.

He looks a little like the moon. Beautiful as much as he is frustrating, you really aren't sure what compels him to be here. You're not stupid enough to think he simply wants to be a maid, but his motives are odd.

"So do I. I have a title too. You've yet to use either,"

He scoffs as he turns over to look at you.

"Titles are earned through respect,"

You frown.

"Respect is mutual. Maids I respect can call me my name if they wish, most just don't. I don't mind it. But they've earned it. What have you earned other than disciplinary action?"

"You're a scumbag,"

"Really? I thought you must find me quite charming since you always act out for some attention?" You must, holding the cane in both your hands. "That's the only good reason I could think of your attitude,"

He's silent at this. Easy to read, the tips of his ears are red.

"Step down from there and lean over that. Pull your skirt all the way up,"

"W-What?"

"I know you heard me. If you want to act like a petulant brat, you can get punished like one too. Now move,"

His movement is begrudging but he follows instructions hastily.

His skin is red when he pulls his skirt up. He's toned. His thighs are clenched with tension as the fabric pulls up over his ass. You aren't sure what you thought he'd be wearing, maybe briefs. The panties are pretty, white and lacy against. You resists reaching your hand out and touching it. Instead, you position your cane and tell him to count to 15.

The sound of the cane hitting fills the room, the dull thud echoing down the halls. You have to commend him for taking it well, that his sobs are soft even when it's painful.

When you're ready to excuse him back to his quarters, your eyes catch on something you don't think you're supposed to see.

Pitching a tent in the fabric of his panties, his cock is tucked and leaking against the back of your couch. You stare at him slackjawed.

"....That's unexpected, I must admit." You say, amused, "Getting aroused from being caned. Even for you, that's..."

"Shut up," He croaks, voice dripping with arousal. He makes no effort to move.

For your entire life, you've been nothing but good to your staff. Nothing but kind. You never fraternized or used your position, it always felt slimy. Against your better judgement, you fall victim to your temptation.

"Would you like some help?" You pose, gently, "Rather, is that you've been seeking out? Did pushing my buttons satisfy for your urges?"

He lets out a mewl, so pitchy you can't believe it's him.

"Turn around,"

He hesitates, but does so. His face is dripping with tears, spit pooled in the corners of his mouth. He's a pretty crier, and he can't bring himself to look at you. You cup his jaw, scratched your manicured nails along them until he's shivering.

"Would you look at that," You hum, glancing at him "You were acting like this because you wanted special attention, is it?"

"Fuck you,"

With your hand reaching up, you pull his skirt up over the top of his thighs till it's pooled at his stomach. His cock is hard, and there's a dark-spot right at the tip. You glance at him, than back down - reaching your hands to pull it away. The tip is pink, angry. It curves left, heavy in your hand.

Hesitant, you wrap your palms around the shaft. With your thumb over the slit, you watch him squeeze his eyes shut.

"I nearly can't believe it's the same person," You jerk him off slow, entertained by how easily he feels pleasure. Coming from a strict family like that, you'd bet he's never had the time. That he doesn't know "What a good boy you're being. I always thought you were incapable."

He moans, head dropping back throaty and hoarse. He's twitching in your palm like just a little more will push back. Saying good boy makes him harder in your hands, hotter.

"Oh, that's all it takes? You needed a little encouragement and you're eating out of my palm? You haven't earned it at all, but you want it anyway?"

He hiccups.

"N-no, I'm" He stops like he can't get the rest out "Fuck, please, it's—please,"

"Swallow your pride and ask for what you want this time,"

"Make me cum,"

"And tell me I'm—I'm good,"

"Good boy," You coo "Go ahead and cum,"

You watch as he spills into your head with a desperate hiccup, turning to tuck his head in your neck. You click your teeth a little, unsure of what else to say.

"Who knew you'd be so needy afterwards? I guess I do have a type after all,"

"Shut up,"

Your heart squeezes with unmistakable fondness. You close your eyes, beyond fucked. You let him cling to you anyways.

#writing tag #bakugou x reader #sub!bakugou #bakugou smut #i kind of dont even want to tag this #I FEEL LIKE IM GONNA GET BURNED AT THE STAKE FOR EVEN WRITING THIS #but alas i like writing whatever i want </3 #dubcon cw #ask to tag

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paralyze-fic · 6 months

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Paralyze.

Chapter 60

Warning: sex between minors, rimming, fingering, protected sex. Long chapter, 3000+ words.

Right in front of the front door, I stopped. I was going to grab my keys, when I felt what I bought with my money. Quickly, I hid the condoms in my pants pocket and the lube inside my hoodie, being held by the waistband of my underwear.

I made sure nothing was visible or looked too suspicious before I opened the door.

I took off my shoes and placed my keys on the table by the door. My feet took me to the kitchen, my dad was still cooking, so I just placed the milk on the fridge and the flour on the cabinet.

"Dad," I called him as I handed him his wallet, he smiled and took it, putting it in his pocket.

Without saying anything, I went up to my room and released a breath I didn't know I was holding. My heart was beating fast and I quickly took off my hoodie, hiding the lube and condoms in my underwear drawer, under everything.

Now, I went down to the kitchen, so I could get the pancake batter ready for tomorrow.

//////

When I finished mixing it, I covered the bowl with some film to put it inside the fridge, and I helped my dad cook dinner, even though there wasn't much that was left to do.

Right as I placed the plates on the table, the twins and mom walked in.

"You can go take a shower if you want, (M/n)." I smiled and nodded, excusing myself and going up to take a quick shower.

I did have a private bathroom, but with so many things on my mind, I forgot. It was good that I did.

After like ten minutes, I walked out, wearing my sleepwear, otherwise it would've been suspicious to be wearing normal clothes this late.

//////

During the entire dinner, I didn't say a single thing, the nervousness didn't let me. But I did snap out of my daze when I heard my name being called, "(M/n)...?" It was my mother.

"Sorry, I was... thinking about something." I showed her a grin, and she just nodded at me.

"How have you been at U.A.?" It took me a while to answer, but as I thought about my response, the images of Katsuki flashed in my mind, making me smile like a love-struck teenager.

"It's been amazing," my eyes moved down to my food, and I kept eating when nobody said anything else.

//////

When the clock hit ten-fifty, I got a message.

BabySuki;

You can come over, (M/n).

I'll be waiting for you~

I let out a breath, and silently I got up, changed out of my pajamas and grabbed what I needed. My phone, too. And I mentally cursed to myself when I remembered that I left my keys downstairs.

But anyway, I moved my window blinds and looked out. My bedroom was on the second floor, so I was searching for somebody outside to stop their legs and be able to jump out of my window.

Bingo.

I saw a man walking and talking on his phone from the street across my house, I stopped his legs and I heard his groan from here. I enhanced my legs and sat on my window, getting ready to jump.

My fall wasn't as noisy as I expected, so it was easy to just speedwalk from here to Katsuki's house.

On my way there, my hands were shaking and I was almost sweating. I was beyond nervous, like, you have no idea how fucking scared I am right now. Setting an alarm on my phone proved to be quite difficult.

But when I saw the Bakugou's household, I knew I couldn't back out now. So, trying to calm myself down, I got my phone out to text Katsuki.

;I'm here.

Before even a minute passed after my text, the front door was opening, and Katsuki was there.

As I got close I noticed his appearance. He was wearing a tight tank top and loose sweatpants, but his face was red and he seemed to be almost drooling.

For an instant, I got worried that he might be sick or something, but when I stood in front of him, he just yanked me inside his house and jumped on me, wrapping my hips with his legs.

I closed the door behind me, and I placed him against it. He smirked and bit his bottom lip, making me lick my lips instinctively.

"You can do whatever you want to me, (M/n)." Katsuki muttered and his legs tightened his grip on my hips, making me get closer to him, "I'm yours tonight~"

My hand moved up to his face, and I cupped his cheeks, smiling at him sweetly, "I'm going to make love to you, Katsuki." I kissed him slowly, parting my lips to let my tongue out, caressing his plump lips.

Katsuki let me in, and as our tongues collided I walked us to his room. When I reached the stairs, unfortunately, I had to back away, but Katsuki leaned down to my neck, where he left plenty of kisses and a few bites.

It felt good, and every time his lips or teeth touched my sweet spot a shiver ran down my spine, making me hold him tighter.

After I opened his bedroom door, I laid him down on his bed, going back to the door to lock it.

When I turned back around, the sight in front of me made my blood boil south. Katsuki had his hand under his pants and underwear.

But he wasn't touching his dick.

"(M/n)... I want you... here..." he said between gasps as his body squirmed around on his bed.

Letting out a heavy sigh, I got out the lube and condoms, placing them on his nightstand so I could take off my hoodie and shoes.

I got in between his legs and leaned down to kiss him again. He hugged me, and I felt the heat of his palm against me, but my t-shirt was tugged away from my skin, and I felt it falling off me.

When it was dangling from my shoulder, I snickered and pulled back.

"You could've told me to take it off, I loved this shirt," he chuckled and sat up, making me do it too.

"I liked it too, but it was covering the view of my hot boyfriend," I laughed at his comment, remembering a previous conversation.

"I am not 'hot', Katsuki." He groaned and sat on my lap, wrapping my neck with his arms.

"You do, but nobody knows because I'm the only one allowed to see it," Katsuki kissed me and I held his thighs, squeezing them every time his hips moved against mine.

We parted for a second and I took off his tank top, throwing it somewhere in the room. I slipped my hands inside his sweatpants and squeezed his ass, Katsuki moaned against my lips and laid down, taking me down with him.

"Undress me, (M/n)." I licked my lips as I slowly pulled down Katsuki's pants, caressing his smooth skin on the way.

I threw them somewhere too, and I noticed Katsuki looking down at my lower body, the tent inside my pants was noticeable and the want in his eyes was too. He wanted me and that made me flustered, but also a bit relieved.

I leaned down to kiss him again. His hand pushed down on my lower back to make me press against him. My hips moved on their own with Katsuki's, and we grinded on each other for a while as I wondered how I should prepare him, and I pulled away when I decided.

"Turn around, Katsuki." He looked at me confused.

"What for?" I gulped nervously and stroked his face.

"I have to prepare you, puppy." Katsuki blushed and shook his head.

"I-I can do it on my own, y... you don't need t-to..." I smiled softly at him and pecked his lips.

"I know, but I want to do it. Would you let me?" His blush remained, darkening even, but he nodded, and hesitantly, he turned around.

I held his hips and made him lift them, keeping his upper body pressed on the bed. My fingers hooked on the waistband of his boxers and pulled them down.

A pink and puckered entrance greeted me. I bit my lip and my breath quickened. I heard Katsuki groan and I looked at him.

"This is so embarrassing..." I grinned and moved over him to kiss him in between his shocker blades.

"I know baby, but I'll do it as fast as I can, okay?" He nodded pressing his face on the pillow and gripping the bedsheets.

I moved back to my previous position and took a deep breath... Okay, here I go.

My head lowered and I poked my tongue out, slowly dragging it against his hole.

"Wha-!" Katsuki turned his head to look over his shoulder, "(M/n) that's d-dirty, don't... do that-ah!" I interrupted him by pressing my tongue harder, penetrating him.

Katsuki was whimpering a lot, covering his face with the pillows and gripping the bedsheets. His hips were thrusting back at me, only fueling my confidence and allowing me to keep going.

"Ahh! Yes, t-that's so good... your tongue is... amazin-AH! (M/n)~"

Without backing away, I looked at Katsuki's body. He was trembling and whining quite a bit, so I moved my tongue around a bit more, before pulling away.

Katsuki's legs gave out under him as he struggled to steady his breath, and I reached out to grab the bottle of lube. I opened it and squeezed, getting some of the transparent and sticky substance on my fingers. He was already wet inside, so as I pressed my index on his entrance, it went in with ease.

Katsuki groaned, and with shaky legs, he raided his hips again. I moved my finger around a bit, loosening him enough before pressing my middle finger, and pushing it in.

"Gh... ahh~" Katsuki moaned quietly as my fingers stretched him out slowly. I leaned down to plant kisses on his shoulders and back, trying to relax him. I had two fingers inside of him, while my free arm was over his shoulder.

Katsuki gripped my bicep and the bed sheets, gasping every few seconds.

But, where was this spot...?

I moved my fingers around experimentally, pressing randomly against his tight walls, feeling around as I searched for small a bump, until-

"GAH~!" Katsuki's back arched as he moaned out loudly, and I kept pressing there, thrusting my fingers in and out of him. "Ah! (M/n)!" His forehead rested on my forearm, the moaning muffled by the pillow.

But I wanted him to keep moaning like that.

So I put in a third finger and pressed hard on his prostate.

"Fuck!" Katsuki was moaning nonstop now. I couldn't really see his expression, but with the noises he was letting out, I knew how good he was feeling. "Yes yes yes! There... please, do it... there-ah!"

A sudden stinging pain filled my arm, and when I looked over Katsuki's shoulder, I saw why. He was biting my arm, harshly. Probably drawing out some blood. It was weirdly arousing, seeing Katsuki attempting to cover how good he was feeling.

Now my sadistic side was coming out.

My fingers curled constantly against his prostate without giving him a break, making his body tremble with pleasure.

"Shit! Fuck! I'm-Ahh! I'm cu-cumming..." his moans and whimpers were music to my ears, and I moved my fingers quicker, "(M/N)!"

His body shook underneath me, and I rode out his climax, slowly stroking his prostate. When his breathing was normalizing, I pulled my fingers out of him and made him turn to look at me.

I inspected his body and then the bedsheets, but I found no semen stain.

"Did you just have a... dry orgasm?" He nodded weakly and I smiled at him sweetly, leaning down to kiss his red cheeks. "Do you want to stop, Katsuki? You seem already worn out."

He shook his head eagerly from side to side, "I want this... and you want it too... I'll be fine, (M/n)." His arms wrapped around my neck, pulling me down and kissing me.

Katsuki's hands trailed down to my chest before going lower to grip the hem of my pants

"Take them off," he mumbled against my lips, and I got up from him, taking off my pants and underwear.

When I was completely naked, Katsuki's eyes widened as he stared at me up and down, I felt kind of conscious about my body, but I tried to push that feeling away.

I got in between his legs again, and as soon as I did, Katsuki held my neck and wrapped his legs around my waist, pulling me down in an instant to kiss me. He was moving his hips towards me, my hardened dick gracing his entrance, making us gasp.

"Katsuki, wait... I need the... condom..." I said in between breaths as he wouldn't stop trying to get my dick inside of him.

"I want it in... now, I don't care about the fucking condom..." he muttered desperately in my ear, his warm breath on my skin making me tremble, "(M/n), I need you~"

Closing my eyes tightly and breathing heavily, I calmed myself down. When I thought about this situation, I imagined a calm and loving scene, I never would've imagined Katsuki would be this desperate... for my dick.

I reached out to grab a condom, and I opened it, prying myself away from Katsuki's hold and put it on. Now, the lube-

"You don't need that," Katsuki growled as he pushed me, making me sit on his bed, he leaned down and kept his hips raised before looking up at me and smirking. "Enjoy my mouth, (M/n)."

What...?

A groan escaped my mouth when Katsuki wrapped his swollen lips on my shaft. I gulped and stared down at him.

He was taking my cock so greedily... but if he keeps going I'll be cumming soon. I let him bob his head a few times, as I gasp and hold onto my self-control.

"Katsuki... t-that's en-enough..." I held his shoulder and pushed him away, he groaned around me, making me bite my tongue at the pleasure it sent through my body, but I made him sit up.

"I was just-" I interrupted him as I kissed him, slowly and carefully, conveying to him how important this moment was, and how we shouldn't rush anything because of our hormones.

Katsuki moaned against my lips and hugged my neck, his fingers playing with my hair as I made him lie on the bed once more.

"Now," I whispered on his lips when we barely separated to take a breath, "I'll be doing the rest, it'll hurt but... I will be gentle, okay?" Katsuki looked into my eyes, his crimson-coloured ones looking so soft and vulnerable as he nodded once.

"I love you, (M/n)." My breath hitched, every time I heard him saying that, it set my heart on a race. I smile brightly at him.

"I love you too, puppy. With all my heart." We kissed again, and while we did, I moved my hand to align my member with his entrance.

Slowly, I pushed the tip in and Katsuki gasped, digging his nails into my scalp making me release a low groan. It hurts, but Katsuki was in worse pain than I was so I won't complain.

"S-shit, it... burns," Katsuki hissed, and when I looked at him he had his eyes closed tight, biting his lip hard. I leaned down and traced his face with kisses, whispering uncountable 'I love you's' after every single one, he growled and pushed my head into his neck. "You're making me feel... more embarrassed, shut... up for a bit."

I snickered but shut up nonetheless, I trailed my hands to hold his waist, caressing his soft skin with my fingertips. Katsuki moved his hands too, holding my face and making me look at him.

An instant loving smile plastered my face when we made eye contact. He blinked quickly a few times, before looking away with a huff, but stared back at me again.

"You can move now," he mumbled, his cheeks getting darker and his eyes glistening. I graced my bottom lip with my teeth and leaned down to kiss him again.

My hold on his waist tightened a bit, and very slowly started thrusting inside of him. Katsuki gasped and turned his head away, a pained expression on his features. I moved until my dick was all the way inside of him, making me gasp as I felt his tight walls around me.

Shit, I want to move-

"Gngh..." -but Katsuki wasn't ready yet, so I stayed still for a while longer and I distracted him with kisses on his lips, on his cheeks and down to his neck, where I left bite marks and small hickies. "(M/n)~"

His moan sent shivers down my spine and I was sure my hands were going to leave bruises on his body. He kept moaning as I played with his neck and collarbone, but when his legs wrapped around my hips I went back to his lips.

And I kissed him as I moved my hips against his again.

"Ngh!" He held me closer with his limbs, and I placed one of my hands by his head to keep myself up.

Whenever I went in completely, Katsuki tightened around me, making me groan deeply, so I placed my mouth on his neck, muffling my noises on Katsuki's skin. He was moaning a lot, but it wasn't loud, it was more like breathless moans, and I thought it was cute, but I needed more.

So I shifted my hips a bit, kneeling on the bed and making Katsuki's hips raise. One of his hands was tangled in my hair while the other was wrapped around my back, pushing me closer to him.

"(M/n)... move f-faster, please..." he whimpered and I growled.

"As you wish, puppy."

"Ahh~ F-fuck! Yes yes..." my hair was pulled harshly and I felt a stinging pain on my back.

My teeth gritted as I began thrusting faster and harder inside Katsuki, his moans getting louder with each passing second. And he was becoming more aggressive too.

The hair pulling was arousing to me and the scratches were too, but his fangs were piercing my skin.

"Katsuki, that... hurts," I hissed trying to back away from him for a moment, but he kept me trapped with his limbs.

Okay, he wants it rough, I'll give him rough.

I gripped his hair and tugged it back, his mouth released my shoulder, and I held him down by his wrists.

When I looked down at him...

"Fucking shit..."

Katsuki was breathing heavily, moans escaping his lips and his dick was leaking with pre-cum. He groaned when I stopped moving and he squirmed around.

"Katsuki?" I called out to him and we made eye contact.

"D-don't stop n-now, (M/n)... it feels so g-good..." I felt my dick twitching inside him and he gasped loudly, "You're still... getting bigger? F-fucking asshole."

I let go of his wrist to grip his hips, pressing his body to mine. He whimpered as I went in deeper, and his hands held the pillow under his head desperately.

"Goddamn it, (M/n), y-you're even deeper inside me now." Katsuki's dick twitched and it leaked even more.

I smirked down at him, "Get ready for the time of your life, puppy."

What followed my words was an unstoppable chain of noises. Moans, gasps and whines left Katsuki's throat as I rammed my hips into his. I was grunting as Katsuki's insides wouldn't stop squeezing me whenever I pressed on his prostate.

But my thrusts were getting sloppy, and I felt my breath become irregular.

"K-Katsuki... you're so fucking t-tight..." Katsuki extended an arm and I leaned down, resting my forehead on his collarbone.

"A-and y-you're- Ah!... Too big."

Katsuki dug his nails on my back again, but I didn't pay any mind to that because a pair of pink, hard nipples, caught my attention.

I went down to them, reaching a hand up to rub the right one and lick the left. Katsuki whimpered my name, keeping my head on his chest.

I pinched it as I sucked on the other, barely gracing my teeth on it. And when it was perky, covered in my drool, I swapped.

"Yes, (M/n)... I'm-shit! I'm going to cum... please, go faster, fuck~..."

I growled and hugged his waist, my arms completely wrapping around him, having his entire lower half off the bed, and resting my body weight on top of Katsuki's body, "Goddamn it, Katsuki... I love you, puppy." He gasped and wrapped me with his limbs, his palms heating against my back.

"I-I love y-you too, (M-M/n). I love you..." With his words, my heart felt like it was going to explode, sending a shiver from my head to my toes.

I felt my quirk activating on its own and I tried not to look at him, even when Katsuki moved my head to kiss me, I just closed my eyes. The kiss was sloppy, but it was a kiss that conveyed our feelings perfectly.

I got control over my quirk back, and I opened my eyes. Katsuki's eyes were glossy with tears, some of them had already dripped down his temples, and there was some drool peeking from the corner of his mouth.

I pressed our foreheads together, and we stared at each other while moans and groans filled the room.

"I love you..." We whispered in unison and we instantly smiled together.

"(M/n)..." Both of his heated palms cupped my face, but he wasn't burning me, it was rather nice.

"Katsuki..." As if we were reading the other's mind, we leaned in to kiss.

A slow, loving and caring kiss.

But Katsuki's climax made him arch his back and openly moan my name. I reached my own orgasm too, and I muffled my growl biting the crook of Katsuki's neck.

We were both panting when we got down from our high, but before we fell asleep I pulled out of him and took off the condom, I tied it and went to his bathroom so I could throw it away.

When I walked back in, Katsuki was covering his lower body with the sheets, but I saw the cum still on his abdomen. I chuckled and walked back into the bathroom, grabbing a towel and wetting it a bit.

Katsuki stared at me with half-lidded eyes, and I realized I was still naked, but it didn't make me feel self-conscious. I wiped his abs clean but before I could get up to wash it, Katsuki grabbed it from my hand and tossed it somewhere.

"Sleep with me, (M/n)..." He whispered and I smiled, nodding and getting in the bed by his side.

He wrapped his arms around my waist and pressed his face on my chest.

"I love you, puppy." He looked up at me, smiled and pecked my lips, getting back to his previous position.

"I love you too, hun."

#paralyze fic #bakugou katsuki fanfic #bakugou x male #bakugou x male reader #male reader #reader insert #x reader #smut #top male reader #sub!bakugou

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abeitriz · 11 months

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about that dragon king bakugou fic

well, I passed the last 2 days writhing almost non-stop and today i did one of the smut parts of the fic and well.. uhhhh

just the smut part is

heh, that was my first smut, so.. idk if it is thaaat goood, but-- its is really detailed, maybe you guys are going to like it? The entire fic has this until now.. im gonna keep writing tomorrow

Idk.. follow for updates

#bakugou smut #bakugou x reader #bakugou angst #bakugou fluff #bakugou katuski x reader #bakugo smut #bakugo #bakugou #bakugo drabble #dragon bakugou #sub bakugou #sub bakugo #sub!bakugou

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chaepink · 10 months

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Stripper!Bakugou HCs ♡

wc: 710+ words | masterlist

dom!reader, stripper!bakugou, begging, prostitution, teasing, lap sitting, mention of a strap/dick, hair pulling, suggestive, dry grinding

note: also there's a drabble cause why not

3rd repost...

stripper!bakugou who catches your eye as you walk in the club and continues to peek over where you're sitting throughout the night

stripper!bakugou who steps up his routine, purposefully showing more skin than usual, hoping to catch your eye, unbeknownst to him that you already had your eye on him the moment you walked in

stripper!bakugou who looks over to you only to see you already looking at him so he lifts his skin tight shirt up, exposing his small waist and abs to everyone, eyes on you the entire time

stripper!bakugou who gulps when he sees you glance down at his body, eyes narrowing as your grip on your drink tightens. You know he's teasing you.

stripper!bakugou who ignores all the other onlookers near his stage and instead chooses to pay attention to you and you only

stripper!bakugou whose heart is beating so hard when you walk over to a worker a little later, your eyes on him the entire time as you talk to the worker and point to him on the stage

stripper!bakugou who tells himself to calm down when the same worker walks up to him and whispers for him to go to a specific room, telling him that someone paid for the special package

stripper!bakugou who, when he walks in the room and sees you on the couch all spread out, knows he's in for a long night.

"do something please"

He's begging already and you haven't even touched him at all yet. From the moment Bakugou walked into the private room, he saw you sipping on a glass of wine and he felt himself getting hard. God are you hot.

So when you had put down the glass and told him to sit on your lap, he didn't hesitate. Usually he would but with your good looks and seemingly stoic demeanor, a voice in his head told him to not deny the offer of a good night. At least he's getting paid right?

He's kidding himself. He knows that he's a whore and would do the same exact thing for free if it's with you.

"are you usually like this for all your clients? A dumb slut?"

He shakes his head at you. Though he's telling the truth, it doesn't seem like it considering his job and where you two are currently. With a leg on both sides of your body, he feels something poking through your pants and to his ass. He has to force himself to not whine out loud.

"n-no... just for y-you"

It's for the money, he keeps telling himself. That that's why he's acting so bold. But he knows he's lying. Shit, he probably drank too much earlier. Yeah, that's why he's acting this way.

It's not like he's already addicted to you and your touches or anything.

He feels you put your hands on his bare thighs, giving them a squeeze before they travel to his ass (giving that a squeeze too) until they reach the part of his waist where his shirt had rode up previously, making him shiver from your rather cold hands. Or maybe it's just because his body is hot all over.

Doesn't matter. He loves it either way.

"then why are you already hard? Kinda hard to miss back there when you were up on stage." Bakugou flushes even more but decides to stay silent, his eyes darting down to your lips every couple seconds.

Its until one of your hands sneakily makes it way up to his neck and push his head down towards yours that he lets out a whimper, eyes closing shut. His lips are almost touching yours and he hopes you don't hear his loud heartbeat. The way you're pulling on the strands of hair on his neck doesn't help either. He has to hold back whines each time.

He can't help but grind down against your lap, slowly to test the waters. He holds back from letting out a whimper. But as he's about to do it for the second time, he feels your other hand that's still on his waist squeeze his side, making him halt him movements.

"well, how about you put on a show for me first and i'll decide what happens afterwards."

ty for reading to the end! ❤ - chaepink

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scruus · 8 months

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playful slutty boys who send videos of them jerking off or fingering their tight hole on days you are busy in office. a lazy grin on their face with their legs spread wide apart for you to stare wide eyed through the screen while their hands rub up and down their sensitive chest, moaning out loud. they say the nastiest shit, “my hole is feeling so empty without you” or “my poor cock needs to be roughly slapped mommy”, while shamelessly wiggling their ass towards the camera. and when you get home all dizzy and extremely fucking horny, he sits on the couch all pretty in your hoodie with a tub of ice cream. eyes blinking innocently up at you, feigning the question, “what did i do?” before you drag their ass into bed to rail them hard.

ASMODEUS, CHILDE, suguwara, OIKAWA, atsumu, marius, GOJO, howl, KAEYA, venti, ayato, bakugou, DENKI, SAMPO

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cultherent · 1 year

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Caught in the Act [Pt. 1]

“Ughhh,” you groaned as you twisted and turned in your bed.

The dorms were surprisingly extremely quiet even though it was only 7 pm. Having finished all your schoolwork for the following days, you decided to head to Katsuki’s room to fuck with him. Stepping out of your room, the halls were seriously deserted. You wondered if you missed something and that everyone was out. You checked the kitchen and common area to no avail.

You weren’t sure if anyone was in the dorms, “Where did everyone go?” You entered Momo’s room, which was left open. Eventually, you had gone through almost every room and found no one.

You huffed in confusion and found yourself walking toward Bakugou’s room. You could hear the silence so clearly until you got a little closer to his door. That means someone is here.

Is it Bakugou?

As you approached, you heard heavy breathing and noises. You weren’t exactly sure what was going on, but you now stood to the side of his door. You were taken aback once more, his door was ajar. You noted the bright light on your side of the door, so you crouched down so there wouldn’t be a noticeable shadow coming into his room.

What the actual fuck- You caught the shock in your mouth as you watched the blonde groan and puff to his strokes. His face was completely flustered, his cheeks red, and his head kicked back. You could see the sweat accumulate on his skin, and you held back a giggle.

What if I barge in? Barging in would be something you’d do, and now you had more material to hold over his head. A devilish smirk morphed your previous shocked expression.

As you peeked, you were baffled by the sight. The Bakugou, the little fucker you always annoyed was m a s t e r b a t i n g. Not only m a s t e r b a t i n g, but masterbating with the door o p e n.

Before you picked yourself off the floor, you heard Bakugou’s pants form a word. It didn’t take you long to realize he was saying your name under his breath. Your eyes popped out of their sockets as you stood beside the door once more, not wanting a shadow to be cast.

Did he- I- Did he just-... You configured your thoughts to the newfound information.

You rubbed your face, reminding yourself of the plan you just devised. All you have to do is barge in there like you never saw or heard anything. You breathed in and breathed out quietly as you gained the courage.

It’s now or… well, I could do it in 2 minutes- NO-! It’s now or never!

With that, you barged in as fast as you could and spoke as if you never witnessed anything, “So Bakuwhore, where is every-” You stood in front of him and held back your sadistic smile.

“(Y/N), what the fuck are you doing!?” He barked as he covered himself.

“I could ask you the same thing, but I already know the answer. I guess you truly are a Bakuwhore. Y’know, I’d never expect you to do something of this nature.”

He shot daggers into your eyes as you remained standing in front of him, nothing causing you to stagger. You grinned at his angry expression as he tried to cover himself and move you away.

“Oh no, Katsu,” you cooed at the boy as you placed your hand on his thigh when he tried to stand.

His eyes darted to yours, completely distraught. “What the hell do you think you're doing?” He inquired angrily.

“I mean… you tell me Katsuki,” you replied as you moved the sweater he threw over himself. “Explain the massive erection your dick still has.” His eyes darted to the ground as his fist clenched. “Oh, let’s not forget that I heard my name slip out your lips.” You grabbed his chin, forcing him to face you. “Nothing to say?” You waited, “Backtalk?” but he remained silent. “It’s quiet, ain’t no back talk.”

You chuckled to yourself as you continued, “But wow, THE Katsuki Bakugou is a pervert that jerks off to me of all people.” You smiled widely, “Now I have more things to hold over you, Katsuki. When are you going to have more things to hold over me?” You bent down, resting your knees on the floor. You were quick to place a pillow underneath them and move your hair away.

“Dumbass, just get out of my room.” He ordered as you ignored him. Your hands traveled up his legs, swiftly removing the shorts he didn’t take off. “(Y/N), stop,” he stated.

Your hands neared his erection that stood tall, but you halted when you heard the words. He groaned at the action, and you asked, “Are you sure you want me to stop? Your body says otherwise…”

You waited to see what exactly he wanted and kept your hands in their place as you caressed his skin with your fingers. You watched as he bit his lip, “Oh Katsuki, this ain’t gonna work. You’re very vocal and always share your opinions, I won’t let you get away with being silent in this little predicament.”

You waited, but you were getting antsy, “Ah for fuck sake,” you muttered as you wrapped your hand around him and pulled him. You knew it hurt and it forced him to stand.

“What is wrong with you?” He blurted out.

“Look Cocksuki, tell me what the fuck you want. I’ll leave right now if you don’t say shit.” You started to make your point as you walked towards his door.

You were about to twist the knob to open it, but he spoke, “Come back…” He stated hoarsely.

“I’m sorry, did you say something?” You were turned around by the boy as he pushed you against the door. He pressed his lips against yours, hunger and lust tangled in every kiss. His hands roamed your body as you did the same.

How did it end up like this? Soon enough, you found yourself underneath the boy as he tried to devour you on his bed. Your dominant nature couldn’t stand the fact that Bakugou was devouring you in this way. You were a switch nonetheless, but oh boy, it would take all the strength in the world to let this blonde bow dominate you. So, you turned the tables on him. You wrapped your leg around him and flipped your positions around.

“It’s going to take a lot to get your way with me, Katsuki,” you whispered, your lips inches away from his skin. You saw his body shiver, which sent butterflies down to your core.

“I want to hear you cry, Katsuki,” you smirked sadistically. “You’ve picked a sadistic dom to fall in love with,” you chimed as you placed a kiss on his cheek.

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