okay but asking bakugou what his ultimate fantasy is and he's too embarrassed to tell you 🤭
"it's nothing special," he grits out, barely looking at you. "why you wanna know that badly?"
all you do is kiss the tip of his nose in response. he blushes red-hot.
"because it's your fantasy, katsuki."
his eyes shift over your face like he's trying to read the truth in your expression.
"you'll think it's weird."
you rock against the stiffening column of his cock.
he exhales out of his nose like a bull.
"fuck. fine. ya wanna hear so fucking bad? i'll tell you."
he pulls you close, one broad palm skimming up your back.
"i think about coming home to you. seeing you readin' some shit on the couch in your pajamas or cooking in the kitchen - what you're doing doesn't fuckin' matter - it's the fact that it's my house you're doing it in."
he rakes his teeth over your neck and fills one hand with your breast, smiling into your skin when you shift needily in his lap.
"what else happens in this scenario?" you ask, breathless.
you pull away and see that his ears are bright pink.
"well, that's not really helping your case here - "
"fuck, woman." he tackles you and pins you underneath him. "i think about coming home to you. to my wife. to my pretty, annoying, spoiled wife who kisses me when i get home from patrol and then begs me to put a baby in her. happy now?"
you're about to fucking combust.
katsuki mistakes your silence for something else. "shit. this is why i didn't wanna tell you; i knew you'd think it was weird - "
"oh yeah, real freak behavior to want to start a family with me."
"only joking, baby." you pull him down on top of you. "practice with me tonight, kay?"
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