Escritora novata en Fanfiction.net y Wattpad (rexxy-hipster). Multifandom y recien perteneciente al BNHA. Shipeadora de tsunderes y bad boys, reciente Katsuki Bakugou y Yua Hoshino (OC mio)
Ok but imagine that dick got adopted officially when Talia and bruce were together (maybe they got actually married, if briefly) and Talia is legally dicks adoptive mother, but they broke up soon after and no one brings it up but dick is really her son
The whole heroes vs. villains fight and Talia gets angry and pulls out the "Angry Voice Command" card: Richard John Grayson Wayne, stop choking those useless henchmen with your hands because who knows what germs they have. Dick in son mode, grumbling and listening to his "No mother" and enduring the scolding that he has to visit Grandpa Ra's this afternoon. Everyone is in shock and Batman is grumpy because Dick pays more attention to Talia in her teenage rebellion.
…..not even six hours later i got an offer of a well paying full time long-term job with free room and board in queens in nyc, allowing me independence and a way to escape an abusive situation and an unhealthy environment
likes charge reblogs cast, folks, this is the good luck post
the last time I reblogged this post right before I got a great job, in a permanent work-from-home position, with benefits, retirement, and a salary literally 3x what I was making before, doing something I really like.
This?? Worked??? I swear I was stressing out about a major decision and was out of options. Today, I went from having 0 to 3 AWESOME ones to choose from😭😭 REBLOG MAN THIS WORKS
…..not even six hours later i got an offer of a well paying full time long-term job with free room and board in queens in nyc, allowing me independence and a way to escape an abusive situation and an unhealthy environment
likes charge reblogs cast, folks, this is the good luck post
the last time I reblogged this post right before I got a great job, in a permanent work-from-home position, with benefits, retirement, and a salary literally 3x what I was making before, doing something I really like.
This?? Worked??? I swear I was stressing out about a major decision and was out of options. Today, I went from having 0 to 3 AWESOME ones to choose from😭😭 REBLOG MAN THIS WORKS
Help me spread the word about what is happening in my country.I don't want to cry anymore thinking about what is going to happen to my family, or my friends. Many in my generation have committed suicide due to the desperation of the current crisis, others have left their university careers to go to work at an early age for a starvation wage. Please, I just want to stop suffering, I don't want to cry anymore, I just want a normal adolescence for all young people. My people need FREEDOM.
since someone asked for him but german shepard!bakugou who gets threatened with the snip because he can’t stop breeding his little bitch bunny :(
izuku’s tried everything, rut suppressants, hybrid behavioural camps— anything he can think of but no matter what he does, bakugou has always got you bent over the nearest surface, fucking into you with a foaming mouth and the speed of a feral dog.
he might not even be in rut but all he can think is breed breed breed, filling all of your holes with copious amount of milky seed, katsuki gets dizzy thinking about watching his cum drip down your thighs or your chin— he want’s it everywhere. messily smeared across your skin, which he marks and bites with his canines until he draws blood. god he wants to hear you cry out for him, gush against his cock so hard that you force him out of your clenching hole— god, fuck.
german sherpard!bakugou who whines when he doesn’t get the chance to fuck you, catching the scent of your dripping sex from his room across the house— on punishment until your owner figures out what to do with his insatiable appetite for lining your walls with viscous white. poor puppy humps his bed with roars of your name written across his lips. the scent of sex hangs heavily, poor little bakugou panting hard with the strings of saliva connected to the roof of his mouth snapping over his tongue at every drive of his hips into the pillow he has wrapped his cock.
“wanna cum, gotta cum, gotta fill m’pretty fuckin’ bunny with m’cream, please—fuckin’ please,” poor puppy begging alone in his room, german shepard!bakugou tears at his sheets, staining them with copious amount of translucent precum— doesn’t know who he’s begging to or why, it should be you needing him, falling into heat and drooling over his cock.
german shepard!bakugou is needier than he’s ever been in his entire life, brain foggy with the desire to fuck you. you’re his bunny, his prey and his appetite won’t be soothed until he gets his hands on you again.
omg omg can we get villain au katsuki👁👁 corruption kink is what i’m feeling baby
WEEE thank y for sending this in baby ow hope u liked it :((
cw: corruption!kink, knife!kink, villain!bakugou x fem!reader.
“that’s right sweet girl, look at that juicy fuckin’ pussy takin’ all that fat cock, s’fuckin’ good.”
good. you’d always tried to be good, a good girl for your parents, a good student for your professors, a good civilian— you never littered, helped the elderly cross the street, you were so good. so how is it that you found yourself at the hands of a villain, back to his sticky, sweaty and scarred chest, his cock pumping into you while he forces you to stare at the spot where your bodies meet.
wet, creamy, nasty.
“g-ground zero!” tears stream down your face, much to the villain’s enjoyment— ruining such a sweet girl who had been oh so kind to lend him a hand. you cry because it feels so good, feeling his cock stretch open your tight walls, unused and never filled like this. and for a moment you close your eyes to the white hot pleasure that pulses through your veins and tickles your finger tips.
“just look at that, look at how yer tiny lil cunt sucks me in just like fuckin’ that— squeezing’ down on me just right...made for takin’ villain cock.” he grunts sharply into your ear, nipping at the lobe. your breath hitches with every thrust as you jump up on bakugou’s dick, overwhelmed with pleasure you’ve never felt before.
and when bakugou presses the sharp side of the knife against your neck, barely enough to drawl blood— a hot flash of fear intertwines with the lust you feel, you don’t stop bouncing on his cock and giving into the sin, because you’re good. you’ve always been good. no matter who it’s for.
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with a muscled arm across your chest, holding down your bouncing breasts— bakugou lifts you up and down on his hardened cock, you can barely breathe nor think a thought of your own as the barbarian forces you down on him, breaching your ill prepared hole with harsh thrusts accompanied by slow rolls of his calloused finger tips over your raw, swollen clit.
“when the fuck are y’gonna gimme the brats i asked for, hah?” he snarls against your neck, laid bare and out on the open for him— katsuki bruises you, not caring if your body writhes away from him in overstimulation. sex raw and stuffed from the many loads of thick and potent seed he’s tucked into your snug and ripe little cunt. “i want’cha pregnant, bitch. s’stop squirmin’ away from me,” he tells you, breath and fur on his cape hot against your back.
your bodies move together in slick and fluid movements, your cries of desire hanging in the night air; a line of cream surrounds bakugou’s cock at the base from where he’s pushed rounds of his cum inside of you— he doesn’t care that you’re spent, rolling your hips against his and spreading his thighs so your own legs go with him. “c-can’t, s’too much...”
“c-can’t... t-too much,” bakugou grunts, large and warm hands pulling your legs impossibly wider, watching as white seeps from your hole and runs down to your ass— red eyes lined with furious lust dart to the view along with fingers that catch the cum and rub it back into your clit with ease. “shut the fuck up. you’ll take as much of my cum as i fuckin’ give ya. till yet swollen and round with my heirs, got that?”
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stepdad katsuki’s expecting his food to be delivered, and picks up the bag. rips it open in the middle of the kitchen, and the vibrator is just sat there. you’ve completely forgot that you got your friend to order it, and now you have to face the consequences of a hangry stepdaddy katsuki wondering what his little girl gets up to.
Okay, you need to stop sending me thirsts that I wanna turn into a whole ass fic I swear.
Warnings: 18+, pseudo-incest, stepdad Bakugou.
He’s confused at first. You’d always seemed so sweet and innocent when he’d gone into your room at night, poking around in your panty drawer when you’re out with your friends. You didn’t have anything like this in your room, so this must be your first one?
Then he starts thinking about how experienced you really are, are you sexually active without him knowing? He thought he’d successfully scared off your last few potential boyfriends but maybe there were more he didn’t know about? Maybe this was you preparing yourself for them.
Oh but now he’s fucking offended. How dare you even think about using a toy like this under his roof, letting it slide between those perfect puffy lips that should be his. Stretching you out on the pink silicone. You were his, it should be him stretching you out not this shitty piece of plastic.
Were you trying to gain experience was that it? Or were you just trying to get yourself off? Either way he can feel his cock stirring in his sweats as he thinks about you using the toy, crying out as you slowly turn the dial to increase the vibrations. Thinking about how pretty you’d sound crying out in pleasure. Wondering how long it would take you to come undone at the highest setting.
“Something you wanna tell your old man, Princess?” The way he held it up to you made it even more embarrassing. Willing the ground to swallow you whole as you watched your stepdad fist the toy in his palm.
Words couldn’t leave your lips, trying to work out what to say. How to explain this to your stepdad as his brows furrowed.
“Does your ma know what a little slut her daughter is?” He scoffed, leaning back on the counter as he waited for your explanation. Enjoying the way you squirmed for him. Holding onto the bottom of your shirt as you looked towards the toy in his hands.
“It wasn’t- I wasn’t-“ What were you supposed to say? “I just needed-“
Bakugou almost groaned at the words, “Needed what?”
“Something bigger.” You mumbled, looking down towards the ground.
Something bigger? What else had you had inside you? Bakugou was fuming as he felt rage boiling inside him at the insinuation that a spotty brat would have put his dick anywhere near his Princess.
“Bigger than what? You been screwin’ around?” Bakugou was ready for blood.
“No-“ You looked at him with wide-eyes, “I just meant… my fingers.” You mumbled.
You were sick of using your fingers, you couldn’t seem to hit the right spots and you’d leave yourself unsatisfied and horny. You needed something to help you get off.
Bakugou could’ve groaned at the mental image you gave him, thinking about you trying to get yourself off with those pretty fingers of yours. Rubbing circles around your little clit as you worked your body towards your climax.
A smug grin coming over his features as he realised that you needed more, and the toy you’d selected wasn’t as big as him.
“Do you even know how to use one of these?” He smirked at the way you worried your lower lip between your teeth, shaking your head no.
Cursing when the doorbell rang, signalling his food had arrived.
“Better take this upstairs, Princess.” He gave you a smirk when you took the toy off him without making eye contact. Hurrying up the stairs towards your bedroom as he watched the curve of your ass in those tiny shorts you liked to wear as you disappeared. The doorbell ringing again as he shouted “I’m fuckin’ coming,” towards the door. Hunger soon forgotten as he thought about something else—
JO!!!!!!!!!! I was rereading Going Down and I was inspired. Imagine, if you will: Bakugou’s virgin gf nervous about going down on him and doing it all wrong so of course she calls up her bestie Kiri for tips and he decides hands-on experience will be the best way to help
Are we talking about Kirishima coercing Bakugou’s sweet, innocent virgin girlfriend to practise sucking cock with him? To make sure she’s ready for Bakugou and she makes him feel good?
Kirishima convincing you that it’s alright because it doesn’t mean anything, it’s just practise and you wanna make Bakugou feel good right?
He’s such a good guy offering to help you out of the kindness of his heart. Such a nice friend. And he convinces you that there’s no one else Bakugou would rather help you with this, Kirishima is his best friend. He knows him better than anyone else right? So he knows exactly what to show you that he knows Bakugou would like.
“Don’t worry, babe. I’m gonna help you. We’ll make sure you’re a pro by the time you’re over at Bakugou’s, yeah?” You worry your bottom lip between your teeth as you shuffle on the couch beside him.
“I’m not sure Katsu would like that.” You mumble, but on the other hand you’re nervous.
“Oh? You don’t wanna make him feel good? That’s okay, I know Bakugou. He won’t mind-“ Kirishima strokes your arm in mock reassurance, but he knows that he’s got to you. Watching the way your brows furrowed slightly as the cogs in your head begin to churn.
“No- that’s not it- I wanna make him feel good-“ You feel Kirishima shift on the couch beside you, his palm moving to cup your cheek gently.
“He’s made you feel good right?” Kirishima asks, more so because he’s trying to find out exactly what you’ve done so far with Bakugou, “He’s touched you, hasn’t he?”
“A little.” You murmur, the words causing Kirishima to clench his jaw to try and keep his composure.
You were pure sin, and the best part was you didn’t even realise it.
“So don’t you wanna make him happy too?” The cute way you nod your head has his cock throbbing. “Don’t worry, babe. You will. Let me show you what he’ll like, yeah?”
Kirishima groans at the way you nod in affirmation, not expecting you to agree with such little argument. His thick cock stirring beneath his sweats at the way you look up at him with those wide, curious eyes. Eager to learn to please your boyfriend, but first you’d be pleasing him.
His thumbs slipping beneath the hem as he pulls his sweats and boxers down in one move, letting them bundle around his thick thighs as his cock springs free. The gentle gasp that leaves your lips is so fucking cute, the airy noise making him throb as he watches you look down at him in awe.
“Eijirou, you’re so big-“ His fat cock is so heavy it doesn’t stand upright, instead resting against his abdomen as he pulls his shirt up. Exposing his muscular frame to you. The dark black hairs that sit at the base of his cock and scatter along his lower body, creating a trail up to his belly button as you see the glistening bead of pre sitting at the tip of his meaty cock, “I don’t think I can-“
Kirishima shushes you softly, his large palm holding your neck as his thumb brushes your jawline. Whispering reassuring words as his other hand moves to wrap around his cock. Giving himself a teasing tug as he begins to use his grip on your neck to push your head down towards him.
“Just take it slow, babe. You’re gonna do such a good job. We’re gonna turn you into a pro for Bakugou, yeah?” A hiss leaving his lips at the innocent way your tongue peeks out from between your cherry lips, giving the smallest kitten lick to the tip of his cock as you swipe away the pre that leaked from his slit.
“Fuck.” He groans when you slip your tongue back inside your mouth, tasting him as your throat bobs, “Do that again.”
“Did it feel good?” Your eyes glance to the side, looking at him from your position on the couch as he nods his head in affirmation. A smile appearing on your face as you move to repeat the motion. This time licking the pad of your tongue against his slit a few times, collecting the fresh pre that dribbles from the tip.
“Fuck, you’re such a good girl.” Kirishima coos, watching as you shift your position on the couch beside him. Tucking your knees under your body as you lean over. Pushing your ass out for him perfectly, oh how he wants to pull up your skirt for a better view but he doesn’t want to push you- not yet.
Kirishima’s deft fingers pressing you down harder, watching as you open your mouth and wrap your lips around the tip, “That’s it baby. See, you’re a natural.”
He groans when he feels you begin to suck his tip lightly, your cheeks hollowing as he feels your tongue roll around the underside. His hand gripping his cock at the base roughly as he squeezes. Trying to prevent himself from losing it all too early.
“So good, keep going- make it nice and wet.” He groaned as you pulled back to spit onto his tip, the moisture gliding down his length and pooling against his fist.
There was something so sinful about the way you eagerly took his cock into your mouth, trying to please him even though it wasn’t just for him, not really. You were trying hard because you were so desperate and eager for his praise. And he was going to give it to you-
“Fuck, sweetheart. You’re doing so good. Think you can take more?”
Kirishima watched the way you tried to nod around his cock, pushing your head down further on his length. A little too quick as his bulging tip hit the back of your throat, making you cough and splutter as tears began to pool in your pretty lashes, pulling away from his length to breathe.
Kirishima wishes he could take a picture of exactly how you look right now. A silvery string of your spit and his cum connects your lips to his cock. Breaking off against your face and his thighs as you pull back. Drool spilling from your lips and down your chin as you look so debauched without even doing much.
“Hey, you’re okay. You gotta take it slow.” Kirishima coos down at you reassuringly, keeping his grip on your neck as he begins to push you back towards his cock, “Try and remember to breathe through your nose, yeah?”
“Yes, Eiji.” You reply so obediently, the sound making him groan as you move back into position.
This time you’re more confident, feeling his cock hit the back of your throat as you try to fight the urge to splutter. Muted gagging noises coming from deep in your throat as Kirishima tries to keep you down on his cock.
“Fuck, yes.” He hisses, “That’s it baby. You’re doing such a good job. Bakugou’s gonna be so fuckin’ pleased.”
The sound of you possibly making Bakugou feel good makes you more eager, increasing your pace as you move one of your hands to join his at the base of his cock. Kirishima moving his hand away to let you take over.
“Fuck, you got it.” Kirishima wonders if he can reach for his phone without you noticing. Pulling his shirt up higher on his chest so the fabric isn’t blocking his view of you taking more of his thick cock inside you, “Stroke it while you’re sucking- yeah, that’s fucking it- keep doing that-“
You’re so obedient, doing everything he asks of you. So eager and willing to learn.
“Use your other hand to play with my balls.” Kirishima murmurs and he notices you hesitate. Your hand bracing on his muscular thigh as you shift beside him, “It’s okay, I can help you-“
His hand takes yours in his own larger one, pushing your palm down around his sac, tightening around it as he makes you squeeze him. The sensation causing a loud groan to leave his lips as he’s unable to stop himself from bucking his hips up into your mouth. Taking more of his cock than you expected as you pull away again. Gagging and spluttering as spit and cum stream down onto his cock. Fresh tears pooling in your eyes and gliding down your cheeks, ruining your mascara as you try to catch your breath.
“‘m sorry sweetheart. I’m sorry. You okay?” You nod in affirmation as you try to wipe the mascara lines from your cheeks with the back of your hands.
“‘m fine.” You sniff, “Can we keep going?”
“Of course, sweetheart. Keep practising, yeah?” Fuck, you had no idea what you were doing to him. His cock throbbing as he eagerly told him that he could continue.
Kirishima knew he wouldn’t be able to last much longer, his hand moving down to your ass as he stroked over the roundness. Squeezing slightly as you took him deeper inside your mouth. Eager for more praise as you began to suck harder, your sweet fingers fondling his balls as you worked him towards your release. A low hum leaving your lips and sending pleasurable vibrations coarsing through him.
“Fuck, I’m gonna cum, sweetheart. Gonna cum inside your mouth, that okay?” Kirishima’s palm moved to the back of your head to keep you down on his cock as he felt you nod, so willing to please him as he began to feel his hips stutter, “Fuck, don’t swallow-“
Kirishima thew his head back with a grunt as he came, spilling his warm cum inside your eager mouth. His fingers still on your head as you spluttered slightly, some of it falling onto his crotch as you pulled back from his length.
You were completely dishevelled, your hair in disarray as his cum dribbled down your chin and onto your shirt. His hand wrapping around your neck to pull you closer.
“Show me, sweetheart.” Your mouth opening eagerly as you curled your tongue, trying to stop the warm liquid from falling out of your mouth, “Oh, fuck.”
“You know how happy you’ll make Bakugou if you swallow after, don’t you?” Your watery eyes nodded in affirmation as you waited for his instruction.
“Show me.” Kirishima groaned as you closed your mouth, your throat bobbing as you swallowed his release. Opening your lips again so your tongue could slip out, showing him your empty mouth as he stroked your thigh, “Good girl.”
“You sure you going to be ready for his cock though, babe? He’s gonna be big… maybe even bigger than me. You wanna show me how you’re gonna ride him?” Kirishima stroked your naked thigh gently as his thick fingers slipped beneath the hem of your skirt as you sat there looking so debauched.
“I can’t, Eiji. We shouldn’t.” You spoke, wide-eyed as you tried to pull back, “He said he was happy to wait for me to do… that.”
Of course, Bakugou would say that. But there was no fucking way he meant it. Bakugou was far from a saint and Kirishima knew he was just as desperate to get into your pants as he was. You were such a fucking tease too, you probably left him all riled up on a near constant basis.
“But you wanna make Bakugou feel good, don’t you?”
You did, you really did. Nodding your head as your lips curved into the cutest pout.
“But I don’t wanna cheat on him, that’s wrong.” You huffed, shifting your thighs as you leaned into Kirishima’s warm touch.
“Well, let’s give you some practise without doing it properly, yeah?”
“How can we do that?” You cocked your head to the side, the motion already had Kirishima’s soft cock throbbing back to life.
It’s not cheating if he doesn’t put it in—
“C’mere.” He murmurs, pulling your legs over his thick thighs as the back of his knuckles graze against your soaked panties.
God, you were pure sin.
“Has Bakugou ever touched you here?”
“A few times.” The response has his head falling back onto the back of the couch. His cock already hard again as it sits between your bodies.
“Show me,” He rasps, his hands moving to your hips as he pulls you against the underside of his length, “Show me how you’re gonna ride Bakugou, yeah?”
“I can’t.” You whine, the sound only making him want you more.
“Yes, you can. Come on, Princess.” Kirishima’s hands begin to grind your clothed cunt along his length. Feeling how soaked your panties are against him. Wanting to tear them off you so he can feel your naked slit against him. Shocked at how wet you were making him even through the thin fabric, “Like this, yeah?”
Kirishima smirks in victory as you move your hands to his shoulders to steady yourself, rolling your hips as you begin to stroke your cunt along his cock, pressing harder against him as he felt your lips begin to split around his cock.
“Good girl.” He growled through gritted teeth, his pre soaking his chest as he moved his hands to the round globes of your ass. Squeezing the soft skin as he began to help you grind against him.
“Usin’ my fat cock to get yourself off? Yeah you are-“ Kirishima groaned, moving his lips forward to press against your neck.
“Eiji, no marks!” You gasped, trying to pull back but his grip was firm against your ass.
“I know, baby. I know.” He cooed softly, moving his fingers between your thighs to pull your panties to the side. Hissing when he felt your bare lower lips pressing snug against his cock.
“Is this good, Eij?” You mumble, “Am I making you feel good?”
“So good, baby. You’re gonna make me cum again.” Kirishima groaned as he watched you selfishly trying to get yourself off on his cock, chasing your own release.
Oh how he wished he could pull your clothes off and see what you looked like beneath, wondering if there was a way he could convince you to do so that made it seem like he was being a good guy. Already trying to angle your body to get a look at your puffy folds, loving the delicate whines that left your lips as your clit caught against the thick veins that scattered along his cock.
“I feel funny.” You whined, the noise making his cock throb as he began to use his grip on your ass to rub you against his cock with more vigour. Seeing the creamy lines your essence had left against him as he ground you against his cock.
“Yeah, you gonna cum for me baby?” Kirishima felt himself throbbing at the thought. Watching the way your face contorted in pleasure as you chased your own high, “Come on sweetheart, cum all over my cock.”
You felt your body tremble as your orgasm surged through you, your toes curling as you threw your head back in a loud keen, fingertips squeezing his shoulders as your hips spammed. Kirishima finding his own end as he came with a grunt. His cum spurting out and coating his chest and shirt as he looked down to see the mess between your bodies.
“Do you think I’ll be able to make Katsu feel good, Eiji?” The sweet sound of your voice, so eager for praise already had him throbbing again.
Did you have any fucking idea how lewd you really were?
“I’m not sure, sweetheart. I think you might need more practise. You wanna make him feel real good, right?”
Okay first of all how the fuck did you just pull this outta your arse like it came outta nowhere WITH NO WARNINGS. I cannot be surprised like this my poor beating heart cannot take it. What the fuck I LOOK SO FUCKING CUTE!!! And look at Bakugou he looks so soft and blushy I’m sobbing. You really really didn’t have to do this for me but I’m so over emotional. Thank you so fucking much, you’re so kind🥺💕
author’s note(s): inspired by this fanart and everyone being horny on THE DASH !! dedicated to @honeykeigo n @lady-bakuhoe for enabling my horny behaviour ok ok. also this turned out longer than i expected so ,,, have fun?
warning(s): mdni, 18+, smut, dubcon, mentions of drinking, uhh sniffed and stolen panties, slight!exhibitionism, power play dynamics, fingering, pussy slaps uwu, fem!reader + pro hero!bakugou.
“y-you uh, you don’t haf’ta do this mishta—?“
“dynamight.”
“r-right, dy-ma-might!”
katsuki had rolled his eyes the first time you spoke to him, a sweet, darling little girl too drunk on whatever shitty alcohol you’d been served at the bar on friday night. you obviously didn’t drink much, maybe even drunk too much— the hero would tell by the way your eyes crossed with your legs as you walked and the fact that you couldn’t remember the right way to spell your own name and it was clear your friends were a bunch of assholes for abandoning their shit faced friend to find her own way home.
he hated, this part of the job but he’d have felt bad if the guy following you home had done something bad to you and besides— the way you pressed yourself to the explosive hero, breasts spilling out of your tight black dress, thick and juicy thighs exposed to the fresh night air makes the whole ordeal worth it. oh you’re so cute, got katsuki’s cock stirring in his pants— his baggy hero costume suddenly becoming way too fucking tight for his liking. you’ll pay him back, he knows that you will, all of his fans do in some way or another.
you’ll be special though, if the smell of your saccharine cunt is anything to go by. slick dripping down your shaky thighs while he guides you down the empty street, and of course you’d be attracted to him. bakugou will have to indulge in you; his reward for being such a gentleman, for being your hero. “this ish me,” you squeak when the pair of you arrive at the door to your apartment complex. your words are smooshed together by your own drunken haze while you unlock the door to let yourself in.
how rude of you, forgetting all about dynamight who’d basically saved your life tonight. without much of a fight, bakugou pushes you against the door, effectively keeping it closed, his eyes cloud over— a storm thick with lust as you look up at him so innocently he could break. “not gonna invite me up, sweet stuff?” he coos, amused at the shiver that runs laps down the base of your spine. your thighs jump apart only just, giving the hero an opportunity to shove his hand up your dress to cup your sweet little cunt.
“i— i didn’t know—“ your mouth opens and closes like a fish out of water, confusion etched so prettily across your face it makes bakugou want to bend you over and fill your hole to the brim. he’d save that for later though. “didn’t think you’d want to—“
the blonde growls, thick fingers easily finding your panties under that short dress of yours. the black lace is soaked to the bone, a sticky mess spreading across the digits that now pinch at your puffy clit. you jump and bakugou growls hungrily. “s’awfully rude don’cha think, sweet stuff? that’s okay though, i think you can reward me right fuckin’ here, don’chu?” a toothy smirk tugs at the hero’s lips when you dumbly nod in agreement, your body trembling from a mix of cold, neediness and excitement. “atta girl, spread those needy fuckin’ thighs for me then.”
you seem to have sobered up quickly, listening well for the hero that saved you and part your meaty thighs to let bakugou push your panties to the side and give him more access to your runny cunny. “p-please dynamight, d-do somethin,” comes your whiney voice as he lowers his to get a better view of your spread your pussy lips; he watches as your hole oozes just for him, desperate to filled and fucked. it’s too early for his cock, he needs to give you a taste of something else before you get drunk on him.
without warning, he pushes two of his expert fingers past your puckering entrance, immediately curling them in a come hither motion as his heated red eyes flicker up to watch your face. your ruby painted lips hang open in a silent moan while your fingers dig into bakugou’s shoulders so hard your nails form tears in his hero suit. “fuckin’ look atcha baby, barely even touched ya ‘n you’re already suckin’ down my fingers so greedily.” he snarls, sharp teeth coming down on your barley clothed breast.
bakugou’s thumb massages rough circles into your clit, pulling more honeyed cries from your lips as your eyes screw shut. “f-fuck, dynamight, need more of your touch, ‘m begging you please!” is all you can say, mindlessly babbling as you fail to keep yourself up right. the explosive pro hero steadies you with an arm wrapped around your waist, fingers curling again to explore more of your velvet walls.
“it’s katsuki, to you,” he barks out, using the arm around your waist to smack your sloppy cunt, the wet sound echoing across the street. “needy little thing, beggin’ me like this, who am i to deny your wishes?” bakugou grins, mercilessly scissoring his digits into your tight heat to stretch you wide open for him. he can’t believe his luck, the way you’re so pliant and responsive to him and him alone.
it’s too soon for him to be this addicted to your cute moans filling the crisp air but he can’t help himself, not when you clamp around his scarred fingers with every pump of them into your silken heat. not with the way your own fingers now curl in sun kissed blonde hair— pulling the hero upwards to suck on his bottom lip, followed by his tongue.
you cry out, the most beautiful sound katsuki’s every heard in all twenty years of living when his fingers press down hard on that gummy pleasure spot inside you, and like the good girl you are for him, you keep your shaky thighs open for him. “you’re such a good fuckin’ doll, letting me finger you out in the open like this, anyone could see us but you wouldn’t care, not when you’re creamin’ your panties for dynamight, right sweet thing?” bakugou’s lewd words go straight to your cunt, entangled with the squelching noises as he moves within you.
“yes! yes! wouldn’t care, don’ care...j-jus wanna cum for you, s-suki—fuck, please—“ you mewl into the night, doe eyes shimmering with tears as the knot in your lower tummy gets tighter and tighter until you can’t bare it anymore.
bakugou grins, curling his fingers once more to send you hurtling off of the edge. he can’t stop thinking about how soaked your little lace panties must be, about all the things he’s going to do with them once he gets them off of you.
“cum.” your pussy follows his orders for you, white flashing behind your eyes as a scream rips in your throat and shoots out into the quiet night. the knot in your stomach snaps, release splashing out against bakugou’s hand and hero suit— he makes you cum so hard you almost black out, a twitching mess in the hero’s arms.
when you finally come to, bakugou’s slurping your nectar off of his fingers, head cocked to the side as you shakily look up at him. “i, uh...t-thank you!” you breathe, blinking away the buzzing noise in the back of your head. “for...uh...”
you’re so cute, flushed with heat and slick dripping from between your legs. you obviously think that was a one time thing, but bakugou hasn’t finished cashing in his reward. the hero shakes his head, using a thumb and forefinger to tilt your own up to meet his ruby gaze. “give me your phone and take off your panties.” he orders, voice authoritative and never wavering— you’re confused, but don’t question him, just as a good girl should.
rooting around in your now discarded purse, you pull out and unlock your going for katsuki, who busies himself with your contacts. embarrassment crawls up your spine when you reach for your underwear, still wet with your arousal and release, you look to bakugou hesitantly. “do i have to—?”
“off.” he grunts, barely looking up from your device as you shimmy out of the lace garment and hand it to him. bakugou gives you the same evil smirk from earlier while you collect yourself against the door, sniffing the flimsily, wet material before shoving them into the pocket of his pants. his cock is hard as a fucking rock, but he’ll be able to deal with it appropriately after his patrol. “i’ll be keeping these. this is where we say g’night sweet stuff.”
the way you curl in on yourself, perhaps a bit humiliated at the idea of your panties being taken by the number two pro hero is adorable, and if he didn’t have patrol, katsuki would have eaten you up right then and there. “goodnight dynamight— i mean, k-katsuki, thank you for everything and h-have a safe night.” you squeak out quickly, moving to open the door again.
“not a problem, honey,” bakugou whispers with a lowered voice, pulling you in to swipe his tongue across your bottom lip, shoving his tongue down your throat in a kiss goodnight. “now get your cute ass upstairs, don’ want anyone to see your leaky cunt like this. that’s fuckin’ mine.”
you do as you’re told, bidding the hero one last farewell before dashing up the steps and into your apartment. your heart and mind race a thousand miles a minute, crazed with the fact that you had just been fingered to the best fucking orgasm of your life by the number two pro hero. you have to force yourself to shower, mapping out all of the spots that bakugou had touched you and growing giddy at the small burn marks he’d left against the inner workings of your thighs.
that night, or rather, early morning— you settle into the sheets, mind still plagued with thoughts of katsuki bakugou, when your phone pings with a text.
to: yn.
from: unknown.
— never got your name sweet stuff, care to tell me who’s name i’ll be moaning tonight?
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your heartbeat thunders in your ears, familiar warm pooling between your legs yet again as you open the image— knowing that there can be only one person that it’s from. a quiet moan slips past your lips as the picture loads to reveal bakugou in your very same black lace panties from earlier— the slick from your release pressed up against his barely covered cock, while he jerks himself off, precum oozing from his blistering red tip.
you exhale, typing back your name and hitting send— thanking whatever higher power that lead katsuki bakugou to steal your fucking panties.
