He does, so this is no offense to the girlies that forget to eat, but his girl has to love eating.
Whenever he gets home he’s asking what do you want to eat whether it’s from the house or out to eat, but he prefers home cooked meals more.
His fatass loves eating just as much as you too.
Anytime he has food he’s hand feeding it to you to try, he always comes home with some kind of sweet treat. …..A few times after sex he’ll clean you up and give you both a drink and a little snack.
Bakugo gets a kick out of making dishes just to see the look on your face when whatever you try something new he makes. Especially if you’re a foreigner he’d attempt making foods from your culture/childhood and it’s the best thing ever to him when he makes it right the first try. It’s like his chest swells and his ego enlarges even more, “Did you make more?” You ask while looking over his shoulder in the kitchen, cheeks filled like a squirrel, you looked so cute to him right now.
“Yes, but finish—“
In a flash you slurp the rest of the broth like a 7 year old child, swinging your feet on the kitchen island he placed you on and hand him the bowl to give you another serving.
And what Bakugo never does is judge or even tease you about loving to eat, it’s comforting to see you enjoy yourself. You did noticed you gained about 4 pounds since dating him a year ago, but if you really want to lose it, he’s there for you to make healthier food choices, but…he really doesn’t mind loves the extra weight, he knows how women’s bodies work. He just wanna make sure you’re happy.
I don't know if you accept requests, but it doesn't hurt to try haha, since it would be an honor if you accepted🩷🩷🩷
Remember the part where Bakugou is kidnapped by the League of Villains? Well, I had a little idea based on that.
Bakugou and Reader don't know each other completely yet (Reader is known for possessing a Quirk similar to the Byakugan), but when he wakes up in the League, he sees Reader weak and unable to escape Because the League, besides obviously kidnapping her (Shigaraki is completely obsessed with her, so he took advantage of the situation to capture her as well), overloaded her eyes, so she couldn't escape.
So Bakugou helps her, acting like a good future hero, and when all this chaos "passes" at UA, she asks Kirishima to deliver a letter along with chocolates to Bakugou (not because she's in love But rather out of gratitude) so they begin to get to know each other little by little 💖
Thank you for your attention (I'm begging you....)
I'm sorry cupcake! But I don't take any requests at this moment but I'll definitely think about this specific short scene, also LOVEE the idea, Katsuki sure would try to engage himself with yn if yn took the opportunity to reach out to him as a thank you! I'm sure they would soon enough be sweet to each other <3
After the war settles in, the atmosphere changes drastically around your environment, places and people. The fight between Izuku vs Shigaraki had everyone on choke especially you and your classmates. Specifically Katsuki who always checks on him. That's his best friend.
A tragic experience happened to Katsuki during the war, his still warm dead body lying on the ground with his lifeless eyes, no shine—just empty. His right arm limp and broken on the ground while his face. Oh god. His face look horrible, blood splatter everywhere, his lookalike punched left eye squinting.
You were there.
You watched him getting ragdoll by Shigaraki.
You had screamed his name so loud. Clear. Begging him to stay alive but he is who he is.
Watch him lying on the ground, as his lifeless body displayed. You fainted.
Before you know it, you wake up in a hospital bed with the faint beeping of a heart monitor beside you, and sunlight bleeding gently through the curtains. The air smells like antiseptic and the sheets are stiff, but all of that fades when your eyes adjust—and you see him.
Katsuki.
Slouched in a chair next to your bed, arms crossed and chin tucked against his chest, fast asleep. His bandaged arm is in a sling, and the scar beneath his left eye catches the light. He looks exhausted, worn down to the bone—but he's here. Alive. Breathing.
Your chest tightens, not from pain this time, but from relief so sharp it brings tears to your eyes.
“Katsuki....” you whisper, voice hoarse.
“You—!” he bolts upright, nearly knocking the chair over, eyes burning. “You’re awake—holy fuck.?! Wait gotta call them nurses.”
His eyes snap open instantly—trained, alert. They widen when they meet yours.
You said quietly, "H-how are you still-"
Katsuki sat back slightly, his thumb brushing against your knuckles, eyes not leaving yours. There was something tired in his gaze—tired, but grounded. Present.
“I got up. ” he muttered. “If it weren't for Edgeshot, I would have been fucking dead.”
You blinked, throat tightened.
His jaw clenched a little. “Sorry.” He said as his eyes darted towards yours. "I heard you, but I still went with it."
Silence settled for a moment, but not an uncomfortable one. Just heavy with the truth of everything you both had survived.
“…You didn’t give up,” you said, tears gathering. “You always act so reckless but—”
“I didn’t want to die without seeing you again, idiot.” Katsuki’s voice was low, raw. “So I'm sorry.”
Your breath hitched.
A beat passed, then another. Your hand lifted shakily toward his face, fingers brushing the faded scar beneath his left eye.
He flinched, but didn’t pull away. he grumbled.
"Your scar looks pretty.." You said softly as you gently brushed his face using your fingers.
“…Tch.” He looked away, ears a little red. "You're annoying."
But his hand never let go of yours.
His scowl twitches, but something in his face softens. He steps closer, slower this time, and grips your hand—gentle, careful. His voice lowers. “Don’t ever do that again, dumbass. You scared the hell outta me.”
You squeeze his hand weakly. “You were the one bleeding out in front of me, remember?”
“…Yeah. But I got up.”
Before he could try to say another word you pecked a quick kiss on his faded scar, it was so sudden for katsuki. Too sudden. Katsuki looks at you with his red face that gives away his shook expressions as if you shook his world. Well technically you did.
"Dumbass, stop it." He said with his firm voice lashing out but he didn't move or flinch.
You exhaled a chuckle that rings his ears, your chuckles sound like a soft melody that stops his entire world.
After that? Yeah it becomes a habit for you to kiss his scar on his face, and he never bothers to stop you from it. Deep down he loves the way you caress his face and slowly leaning in to kiss his scar.
In which you are a college student who has a big crush on Professor Toji, you couldn't seem to take the next step. Hence, he takes the opportunity to take the next level.
Professor Toji x College student f!reader.
NSFW 18+ 3.5k words.
Writing.
Your pen dragged lazily across the page, the lined notebook in front of you slowly filling with half-legible notes. You were exhausted, back-to-back lectures and three hours of sleep the night before made it hard to even keep your eyes open.
But when the door creaked open, your body tensed instantly.
There he was.
Professor Fushiguro.
Toji Fushiguro.
The second his dark eyes scanned the lecture hall, you quickly straightened your posture, swiping a hand across your face to wake yourself up. Your tired, blank expression shifted into something more neutral, calm, focused. Normal.
But your heart wasn’t normal. It was sprinting.
You had no idea how it started, maybe the first time he gave a rare, quiet smirk while explaining something no one understood. Maybe the way he wore that crisp black button-down, sleeves rolled up just enough to show the veins in his forearms. Whatever it was, you’d been caught in it ever since.
And you hated it.
It was ridiculous. He was your professor. Off-limits. And you weren’t about to become some cautionary tale whispered in campus bathrooms.
Still, your eyes always betrayed you.
You didn’t even realize you were staring until Professor Fushiguro looked up from his desk, catching your gaze for a brief second.
Your heart stopped.
He raised an eyebrow subtle, questioning then looked back down at the papers in front of him.
You quickly turned to your notebook, cheeks burning.
God. Get a grip.
But behind your notes, you didn’t notice him glance back at you once more, thoughtful.
Like he’d noticed. Finally.
You scribbled something about economic theory in the margin of your notes, though your hand was moving on autopilot. The words didn’t matter. Not when you could still feel the weight of his gaze.
Had he really looked at you? Or was that your sleep-deprived brain making things up again?
You dared another glance.
Toji Fushiguro stood by the podium now, flipping through a stack of paper with one hand in his pocket, jaw slightly clenched in that usual way, sharp, unreadable, effortlessly intimidating.
He looked bored. Or maybe tired. It was always hard to tell with him.
That same tension knotted itself low in your stomach. You bit your lip and looked back down at your notes.
Focus. This class actually mattered for your major.
Still, it was impossible to ignore the way your skin tingled when he spoke.
His voice filled the room low, smooth, and calm like a warning that never quite landed. The whole class seemed to quiet automatically when he started. There was no need to raise his voice. He just had that presence.
And of course, today, he was explaining something complicated. It should’ve frustrated you, but instead, you found yourself watching the way his fingers traced the edge of the desk as he paced. The small frown that crept onto his lips when no one answered his questions. The deep sigh he let out when someone gave a half-baked response.
You loved the way he got annoyed. Even that was attractive. God, you were down bad.
“Yn."
You flinched.
Your name. He said your name.
Your head snapped up, eyes wide.
Toji had stopped mid-lecture and was now staring directly at you from across the room. “You with us, or are you planning to fall asleep in my class?”
A couple of students snickered under their breath.
Your cheeks burned. “I- I’m here. Sorry, Professor.”
His head tilted slightly. “Then answer the question.”
You scrambled, looking at the board. You had no idea what he’d asked. Zero. Blank.
Toji sighed again but this time, something in his eyes flickered. Not annoyance. Not disappointment. Something else. “See me after class.”
A lump formed in your throat.
He didn’t wait for a response. Just turned back toward the board and continued the lecture like nothing happened.
But for the rest of the hour, your hands wouldn’t stop shaking.
When the class ended, students filed out quickly, murmuring and laughing. Some gave you curious looks, others didn’t care. You stayed frozen in your seat, hands gripping the edge of your desk like it was the only thing anchoring you.
Why did he want to talk to you? Was he going to scold you for zoning out? Kick you from the course?
Or… had he noticed the way you looked at him?
God, if he knew… if he even suspected...
“Door.” his voice cut through your spiral again.
You looked up. He was standing near the classroom entrance, hand holding it open, nodding for you to follow.
Silently, you gathered your things and walked toward him, forcing yourself to breathe normally.
Toji didn’t say a word until the door closed behind you.
“You’re not usually that out of it,” he said casually, arms crossed now as he leaned against the whiteboard. “Rough night?”
Your throat was dry. “Didn’t sleep much.”
“Mmm.” His eyes scanned you once, deliberately. “Figured.”
You blinked. “Why?”
He shrugged. “You only get sloppy when your guard’s down. Normally, you’re too busy watching me.”
The words hit you like a punch to the chest.
Your mouth opened, then closed. No words came out.
Toji pushed off the wall slowly, closing the space between you by a step. “Something on your mind, 𝘺𝘯?”
He said your name like he was testing it.
You forced a laugh. “N-no, I just- You’re a really good lecturer, that’s all.”
Toji stared at you.
The silence hung there a little too long.
“I’ll do better next class,” you added quickly.
Toji leaned in just slightly not enough to be inappropriate, but enough that your heart picked up speed.
“I’m sure you will.”
And then he turned, walking away like nothing happened.
But that look he gave you over his shoulder?
That stayed with you the rest of the day.
The next day came quicker than you expected.
You tried to shake off the tension from yesterday’s class, but it clung to you like static. Every time you remembered Toji calling on you or worse, asking you to stay after, you cringed a little inside. Nothing happened, really. He just gave you a stack of notes to “catch up.” But the way he looked at you…
It lingered.
Now, seated outside under the shade of a campus tree, your lunch sat half-forgotten in your lap. You were trying to focus on the easy chatter of Shoko and Utahime as they bickered about some science theory from class earlier.
“You seriously believe that works on humans?” Utahime asked, half-laughing as she jabbed at her salad.
“Worked on you when I hexed your coffee last week.” Shoko replied coolly, sipping her drink.
You nearly choked on your rice ball laughing.
The breeze felt nice. The sun warmed your knees. For a second, you forgot all about a certain professor.
Then his shadow fell over the table.
You froze mid-bite.
“Now this is a strange gathering.” came that familiar deep voice.
Your spine stiffened. Shoko barely blinked.
Utahime looked up first, brows raised. “Oh. Professor Fushiguro?”
Toji stood behind you, hands in his pockets, casual as always. Dressed in dark slacks and a fitted black button-down, sleeves rolled. His eyes, sharp as ever, flicked over the group and landed on you just a second too long.
You swore your heart stopped.
“What are you girls up to?” he asked.
You opened your mouth, but Shoko answered for you lazily. “Trying to brainwash Utahime with logic. You know, the usual.”
Toji gave a rare huff of amusement. “Good luck with that.”
Your lips twitched, but your gaze accidentally slipped, looking at his pants..that bulge. Just for a second.
You hadn’t meant to look down.
But when Toji shifted slightly and one hand left his pocket, your eyes followed the motion without thinking… and lingered a second too long.
You snapped your head up immediately.
Heat burned across your cheeks like wildfire. You could feel Shoko watching you now.
Toji raised an eyebrow. Just slightly.
“I-” you blurted, grasping your drink to cover your panic. “We were just about to head to the library.”
“No, we weren’t,” Utahime said blankly.
You nudged her under the table, hard.
Toji smirked faintly, clearly not buying it. “Hm. Don’t let me stop you.”
He gave a nod and turned to leave- too smooth, too unbothered. But as he walked away, Shoko leaned in and muttered just loud enough
“You’re not slick.”
You groaned, face dropping into your hands. “I’m gonna die.”
“Oh, you will,” Utahime teased. “If you keep staring at your professor’s bulge-”
“Don’t finish that sentence!”
But the memory of that glance and the smirk Toji gave before walking away, was going to haunt you for days.
You stayed longer in the library than you planned.
After the lunch disaster and the glance, your head had been a mess. You tried drowning yourself in notes, headphones in, eyes on your textbooks readings- but even Toji’s name on your textbook made your chest tighten.
By the time you packed up to head back to the dorms, the sun had dipped low, casting the campus in a dusky gold. You rubbed your eyes and slung your bag over your shoulder, ready to call it a day.
Until your phone buzzed.
Unknown Number:
“Lab room. Now.”
-Fushiguro
Your heart stopped.
You blinked at the screen. Once. Twice.
Professor Fushiguro. Toji.
It couldn’t be anyone else. And you had never given him your number. Had Shoko? Or- oh god, had he pulled it from school records?
You stared at the message like it might self-destruct. But after a moment, your legs were already moving.
The lab building was mostly empty this time of day. The overhead lights buzzed faintly, flickering. You found the right room near the end of the hall, half-lit, the door already slightly ajar.
Your pulse thundered in your ears.
You pushed it open gently.
Toji stood at the far end, back turned, arms crossed. The windows glowed with the last of the sun, casting long shadows across the floor. He didn’t turn around.
You stepped in, quietly. “...You wanted to see me?”
A long pause. Then-
“Close the door.”
You did. Slowly.
The click echoed.
When he finally turned, his expression was unreadable. Dark eyes scanned your face first, then down, then back up.
“I want to talk to you.” he said evenly. " Is that okay? Miss yn?"
Your throat tightened. “Okay...”
Toji stepped forward, just once. Enough to make you notice how large the space between you suddenly felt.
“You’ve been distracted lately,” he said, voice calm, but edged. “In class. Around campus. Even now.”
You shifted, suddenly aware of how small your voice might sound in the quiet. “I’ve been trying not to be.”
His brow ticked up. “Not to be… what, exactly?”
You swallowed. “Obvious.”
Another step closer. His eyes didn’t leave yours. “So you admit it.”
Your breath hitched. “What… what are we talking about?”
“Doll face. ” he said slowly, deliberately, “don’t make me spell it out.”
Your eyes widened as he suddenly uses that suggestive nickname on you. Blushes redder than before.
His gaze swept over you again, not crude, not rushed. Just… focused.
You stood frozen, unsure if your legs would move even if you asked them to.
“I see the way you look at me..” he said, voice a little lower now. “You think I wouldn’t notice?”
Your lips parted, but nothing came out.
Toji stepped closer and closer now than he ever should have been. His tone still level, but unmistakably intimate.
“You think I haven’t had to remind myself not to look back?” he muttered. “You think I haven’t thought about what you’d do if I did?”
Your heart pounded in your chest like it might give you away. He was towering in front of you now, the tension electric, suffocating.
“And now,” he added, “you’re here. Following orders. Looking at me like that.”
Like what? you wanted to ask. But you already knew.
His hand reached out, slow enough that you could stop him.
It settled gently on the door behind you,
closing the gap completely.
“Tell me to stop,” he said, voice a whisper now. “And I will.”
"Professor! wait isn't this wrong..." You murmur underneath your breath, your heart racing uncontrollably.
"Why would it be wrong. We both know that you got a crush on me, doll."
Your back hit the door with a soft thud, his hand still resting above your shoulder, caging you in without even trying.
The look in his eyes was heavy, smoldering but unreadable. That same unreadable look that kept you up at night.
“Thought I didn’t notice, huh?” he murmured, his voice like gravel and heat. “The way you stare in class, bite your pen when you're zoning out. You think I haven’t seen that look before, doll?”
You swallowed hard, your breath catching.
“I- I wasn’t trying to-”
“But you did.” he cut in, leaning just a little closer. “And now I can’t stop noticing it either.”
Your pulse was in your ears. You couldn’t look away even if you tried.
“Toji…” you said, barely above a whisper. You weren’t sure if it was a warning, or something closer to a plea.
His gaze flicked to your lips, lingering there. “You keep looking at me like that, saying my name like that, and you expect me to ignore it?”
His hand moved, fingertips brushing down your arm, barely touching, but enough to light your nerves on fires.
“I’m not here to play games,” he said lowly. “So if you don’t want this... now’s the time to walk away.”
But you didn’t move. You couldn’t.
And he noticed.
He smirked, dark and knowing. “That’s what I thought.”
He slowly reaches for your face, caressing it softly, facing face to face.
His lips met yours, firm and slow at first. Testing. Drawing out the moment like he wanted to feel every second of it. His hand cupped the side of your face, the other bracing against the door behind you, boxing you in without pressure, just presence.
You breathed into him, eyes fluttering shut, the world narrowing down to the heat between you and the way his thumb traced your jaw.
Exploring each other's mouth with passion, you give him the excess to explore deep inside. Tongues twirling- dancing on each other.
Salivas connecting as he grabbed your waist against his, hungry for more.
Sloppy sounds can be heard through the entire room. You couldn't care less if someone walk into, caught you for hooking up with A professor.
And he couldn't care less either.
He grinds his body onto you, trying to pick up the pace. Hot warm body hugs against you.
His dark eyes are locking in with yours, those lustful eyes, you could tell he needs you so so bad. He roughly carries you to seat you on the table, your eyes widen as he pulls away from the kiss. Sudden moves.
"Strip." He said seductively, his hands still on your thighs.
Your face flushed as he demanded you to strip your clothes.
There's no way to back down now. You thought. You slowly unbuttoned your button white long sleeves shirt, taking off pieces by pieces.
Only your bra and panties are showing off. His eyes quickly brighten, not so noticeable, but you notice it.
The tension thickens.
"Fuck, Doll...your body's made for me." Toji speak up, lowering his voice as he reaches out his hands, fingers playing with your lace panties, slapping it, making a wild loud sound as you whine under him.
He kept on going for a while, enjoying your reactions, tho he wouldn't mind seeing you on a bigger occasion. On his cock.
He stopped for a minute as tears were running down on your face, it's painful. But it's turning you on at the same time.
He pulled down your underwear, lifting your legs on his shoulder to see everything.
Your pussy glistening with slicks, folds wet and your cute clit twitching- begging to get touched.
Cute lil bush going on he could see that, the hair is damp with slicks.
"Holy fuck, the hottest thing I've ever seen in my whole life." He said hungrily.
You quickly cover your face with your hands, as he was about to feel, touch your pussy.
"Wait toji! It's...kind of embarassing, if I'm the only one naked.." You said embarrassingly, still covering your face.
Toji lifted his eyebrows, and chuckled loudly. "Alright doll, I'll be taking off these.."
"Remember when you stare at my bulge, must've been curious how big am i down there huh? Ain't that right, 𝘥𝘰𝘭𝘭." Toji smirks as he takes off his belts and pants, dropping it on the floor.
Your face couldn't get anymore redder as he mentions the incident at the lunch before.
You could see how hard he is inside the boxer. Thinking it probably doesn't fit inside.
He finally revealed his hard rock cock.
It's huge.
You gasp softly. "That's not gonna fit-"
He shush you down with a sudden sloppy kiss again.
"We're going to make it fit."
He quickly rushes your pussy with his fingers, playing with your folds and clit. He gives your clit a squeeze.
You accidentally let out a loud moan, before you could stop yourself from moaning he stuck his pointy finger inside, rubbing against your spongy walls.
Back arching for him beautifully, he grabbed your hips to be more close to him. "Aughh- toji! Fuck. " Moans and whimpers running your mouth, like a melody for Toji's ears.
He pushes another finger inside you, you lift your heads up on the ceiling feeling the pressure getting overwhelming.
"That's right, let me hear you doll. " He said as he bites his lips, getting rougher with his fingers.
"Somethin! I-is coming out! Stop! " You said loudly as tears ran down your face, those salty tears forming on your face.
"Squirts for me bae."
There it is, you can't hold it anymore, squirts everywhere spilling like a fountain, you arch your back quickly feeling the pleasure.
Toji quickly peck your cheeks.
"Good job, 𝘥𝘰𝘭𝘭."
As you were about to pass out on the table, toji quickly grabbed your fucked out face.
"We're not done yet."
In one shift moment, he swept off your feet, carrying your body with his, shoving you on the wall, back behind the wall, and legs still in his hold.
"I can't wait anymore.." Toji said pleadingly as he lines his cock into your pussy, giving it a few strokes before he pushes it all inside.
"Ahg! Toji, urh- too much!" You exclaim loudly as he digs it in deeper, till it hits your cervix.
It hurts.
Toji showers you with kisses on the cheeks as he grabs your thighs roughly.
He began to move his cock inside pushing it in and out, kissing to prevent you from making a loud sound.
You moan loudly into the kiss, feeling your pussy filled in with his monstrous cock, stretching you out roughly, he licks your tears as it falls down on your face.
Sounds of uh uh uh filling the room as he grunts in you deeper.
He growls hungrily, as he faster up the movements.
After a few thrusts, he finally found your sweet spot, abusing it deeper, like a punishment.
His excitement grew bigger. "That's the spot, 𝘺𝘦𝘢𝘩?"
"Yes, faster please!" Toji quickly took that as an order. To fulfill your wish, you whimper loudly the entire time, trying to cover your voice but he keeps on slapping your hands before you could cover it.
The sound of flesh meeting flesh echoed, filling the air with a tense rhythm.
Toji gripped your ass tightly, wanting to feel every single body of yours.
He groans, as he looks at your eyes lidded, mouth hanging open, hair is everywhere, messy. He for sure made a mess of you.
The painful feeling from earlier quickly flies away, after he finds the spot he's been searching for.
"Look at you doll, crying on my cock..like a good girl." Toji said as he let out his biggest groans ever while biting his lips.
"I'mma cum inside 𝘺𝘦𝘢𝘩?" He said as he carries you back flopping you gently on the table. Fucking you back.
You couldn't say anything, over stimulating because of the fucking, the rough sex you've been dreaming of since the first time you seen Professor Toji.
You got it now.
"Your pussy made for me."
His movements slowly becoming sloppy, after managing to fuck for like an hour. He couldn't take it anymore.
"I'm about to-"
He shoots all of his load inside, rope after ropes, white hot sticky coloured semen tracing your pussy with his cum.
Creampied your pussy so hard.
You moan as he let it all inside you, you couldn't say anything, he fucked out your brain cells, ovulating took over everything.
Toji stay deep inside, not pulling it out stuck it inside for a lil while before he pulls out revealing your cock shaped pussy filled with cum. Plenty of cum.
Almost like an art.
He immediately shifted his position letting your legs down, "Ha...h you good?" He asked.
No response, you tried to catch your breathing heavily, that brainwashed cock of yours cool down after a few minutes.
"Yeah..." You said as he gently carry you like a princess like.
"You did so good, 𝘥𝘰𝘭𝘭." He said softly with his raspy voice.
18+ 𝘞𝘢𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘧𝘪𝘤 𝘪𝘯𝘤𝘭𝘶𝘥𝘦𝘥 𝘤𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘮𝘱𝘪𝘦, 𝘯𝘰𝘯 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘵𝘦𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘴𝘦𝘹, 𝘢𝘭𝘤𝘰𝘩𝘰𝘭, 𝘯𝘪𝘤𝘬𝘯𝘢𝘮𝘦𝘴, 𝘯𝘰 𝘥𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨, 𝘶𝘯𝘦𝘹𝘱𝘦𝘤𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘴𝘦𝘹, vaginal sex, p in v.
You always come to the party.
𝘗𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘺.
It was last night when you attended Reiner's party, the air suffocates your nose. The smell of fluorescent filling the entire house, it was chaos. The memories of it slowly coming back, little did you know.
You slept with Reiner.
.
"Reiner! I'm here, thanks for inviting me to this party!"
Reiner turned at the sound of your voice, a drink already in hand, his golden eyes lighting up with that familiar warmth. “Hey! You actually came,” he said, his usual low voice touched with genuine surprise and maybe something else.
You offered a small smile, brushing a hand nervously through your hair. “Wouldn’t miss it.”
The place was already buzzing, a mix of cadets, familiar faces from the Corps, and music playing just loud enough to feel like a celebration, not a distraction. You followed Reiner inside, noting how his arm briefly brushed against yours. Your heart jumped at the contact.
“You look nice,” he said casually, throwing it out like it was nothing but you caught the flicker of his gaze as he looked you over.
“You too,” you replied, a bit too quickly. “It’s… a cool place.”
He chuckled, scratching the back of his neck. “Not really mine, actually. Bertholdt found it. But I figured, why not?”
You stood there for a beat too long, neither of you speaking, the air between you charged with something unspoken.
“I’m glad you came,” he added, more sincerely this time.
You felt your cheeks heat. Maybe tonight was the right time to tell him. Maybe.
You've been crushing on reiner since the first time the two of you met, it was love at first sight for you.
Something about the way he carried himself confident, grounded, with that quiet strength behind his eyes. He wasn’t loud like some of the others, but when he spoke, people listened. And when he smiled rare, but real it made your heart skip.
Back then, you didn’t even understand the feeling. You’d glance at him during training and feel your stomach twist. His voice, his laugh, the way he pushed everyone to do better it all hit you hard. But you never said anything. You thought it was just a phase.
But here you were now, standing at a party he invited you to, heart racing just from being close to him. His arm brushed against yours again, whether by accident or not, and it made your breath hitch.
“You want a drink?” Reiner asked, watching you closely.
You nodded, maybe a bit too eagerly. “Sure. Whatever you’re having.”
As he walked toward the kitchen, you let yourself smile small and nervous. Maybe tonight, finally, you’d tell him. Or maybe… you’d just get a little closer.
Oh. A little too closer.
"Ahg! Reiner.." you moan softly as he caresses your chest, moving your boobs up and down slowly in motion. To make you feel. Feel good.
"Yeah? You good down there bae?" Reiner said as he took quick changes in his movements, drowning himself into your plushy boobs.
Your face heats up at the sudden nickname, you weren't expecting him to call you bae....the alcohol must've gotten to him.
Reiner muttered "Fuck, I actually can't wait. Need to have you now." He said as he pulled down his pants to show his hard rock cock, waiting, begging to stick it in somewhere.
You were about to stop him with your hands but he gripped your hands onto the bed.
"Shush.. I'll take good care of you bae." Reiner's soothing voice echoes in your ears.
He kissed your cheeks, trailing all over your face, until it hit that spot. Your neck. He suckles on it gently. Expecting voices from you.
"Reiner, just give it to me."
Reiner stopped, "Anything for you bae."
He pulls your underwear down, eyes widening as his throat grows dry, watching the arousal split from your underwear. That black lace panties.
He needs you, he needs you so bad. He moves down, head level to your soaked cunt, before licking a strip up from your dripping hole to puffy clit. He heard your voices louder now. He has to find your soft spot.
His golden brown eyes snap up to watch your back arch up slightly, and the soft stirring of your head.
"Feels ssoooo good, urgh." You said while he eats you out like dinner.
He digs his face into your soft plush thighs, and overwhelmingly quickly takes a toll on you. You lock him up, he keeps on going knowing you will only get louder each time.
"Fuck, I'm cummi-" Before you could finish your sentences, your pussy flutters as a cord snaps in you and a wave of pleasure gushes out.
It splashes all over his face as you ride his face into your gushing pussy.
Reiner licked his painted face, slowly raising your legs back to his shoulder, exposing everything to his eyes.
"I'm still hard." Reiner seductively said.
Your eyes are dilated, He lines his hard rock cock into your pussy, playing with your numb clit.
He teased his tip in and out, your clenching not helping your overwhelm mind as you gripped the sheets.
Reiner finally pushes it all in, you arch your back beautifully, as he deep inside you.
He grunts as he looks back at your gorgeous face panting, the face that says it all.
his head lifts, instantly pressing a soothing kiss to your lips that feels more condescendingly than praising. it muffles the whimpers that leaves your mouth, your lower lip wobbles into a pout as you kiss and pant into his mouth. he lets your hand clutch his blonde hair knowing you needed it.
In and out, repeating the same movements punishing your cunt, He wants to mark your pussy his. He stretches you out roughly this time. Whining can be heard from you.
"I'm gonna cum, alright bae? Can I please cum in your pussy?" Reiner finished his sentences while grinding in you aggressively.
"Yes!"
With that response. He became faster, chasing, to cum in your sweet pussy. His movements are slightly different from before.
his arm is locked around your torso, facing you while he pressed his chest against yours. He immediately shifts your legs up his shoulder, fucking mean thrusts into your squelching pussy. heavy balls slapping your round ass with every thrust.
"A-rgh, fuck.. Gonna pound you so hard."
You couldn't think anymore, only his needy cock.
Reiner grunts. "Fuck." There it was, rope after ropes of hot cum squirts inside your pussy.
you’re both shaking in pleasure. covered in sweat, and sticky liquid coming out of your shaped cock pussy.
You let Reiner catch his breath, breathing into the atmosphere of sex, he couldn't stop growling for pleasure, His libido finally cooled down.
He lasts long inside you before he pulls his cock out, revealing your stupid fucking cunt full of his cum.
It was a rough night, you couldn't stay awake the entire time after the sex, passed out like there's nothing wrong going on.
"Holy fuck."
As the party shuts in the morning, everyone is gone, you quickly take your bra, panties, and clothes to run away.
Maybe the next time you should've talked to him about this incident. And not run away.
18+ 𝘞𝘢𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘧𝘪𝘤 𝘪𝘯𝘤𝘭𝘶𝘥𝘦𝘥 𝘤𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘮𝘱𝘪𝘦, 𝘯𝘰𝘯 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘵𝘦𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘴𝘦𝘹, 𝘢𝘭𝘤𝘰𝘩𝘰𝘭, 𝘯𝘪𝘤𝘬𝘯𝘢𝘮𝘦𝘴, 𝘯𝘰 𝘥𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨, 𝘶𝘯𝘦𝘹𝘱𝘦𝘤𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘴𝘦𝘹, vaginal sex, p in v.
You always come to the party.
𝘗𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘺.
It was last night when you attended Reiner's party, the air suffocates your nose. The smell of fluorescent filling the entire house, it was chaos. The memories of it slowly coming back, little did you know.
You slept with Reiner.
.
"Reiner! I'm here, thanks for inviting me to this party!"
Reiner turned at the sound of your voice, a drink already in hand, his golden eyes lighting up with that familiar warmth. “Hey! You actually came,” he said, his usual low voice touched with genuine surprise and maybe something else.
You offered a small smile, brushing a hand nervously through your hair. “Wouldn’t miss it.”
The place was already buzzing, a mix of cadets, familiar faces from the Corps, and music playing just loud enough to feel like a celebration, not a distraction. You followed Reiner inside, noting how his arm briefly brushed against yours. Your heart jumped at the contact.
“You look nice,” he said casually, throwing it out like it was nothing but you caught the flicker of his gaze as he looked you over.
“You too,” you replied, a bit too quickly. “It’s… a cool place.”
He chuckled, scratching the back of his neck. “Not really mine, actually. Bertholdt found it. But I figured, why not?”
You stood there for a beat too long, neither of you speaking, the air between you charged with something unspoken.
“I’m glad you came,” he added, more sincerely this time.
You felt your cheeks heat. Maybe tonight was the right time to tell him. Maybe.
You've been crushing on reiner since the first time the two of you met, it was love at first sight for you.
Something about the way he carried himself confident, grounded, with that quiet strength behind his eyes. He wasn’t loud like some of the others, but when he spoke, people listened. And when he smiled rare, but real it made your heart skip.
Back then, you didn’t even understand the feeling. You’d glance at him during training and feel your stomach twist. His voice, his laugh, the way he pushed everyone to do better it all hit you hard. But you never said anything. You thought it was just a phase.
But here you were now, standing at a party he invited you to, heart racing just from being close to him. His arm brushed against yours again, whether by accident or not, and it made your breath hitch.
“You want a drink?” Reiner asked, watching you closely.
You nodded, maybe a bit too eagerly. “Sure. Whatever you’re having.”
As he walked toward the kitchen, you let yourself smile small and nervous. Maybe tonight, finally, you’d tell him. Or maybe… you’d just get a little closer.
Oh. A little too closer.
"Ahg! Reiner.." you moan softly as he caresses your chest, moving your boobs up and down slowly in motion. To make you feel. Feel good.
"Yeah? You good down there bae?" Reiner said as he took quick changes in his movements, drowning himself into your plushy boobs.
Your face heats up at the sudden nickname, you weren't expecting him to call you bae....the alcohol must've gotten to him.
Reiner muttered "Fuck, I actually can't wait. Need to have you now." He said as he pulled down his pants to show his hard rock cock, waiting, begging to stick it in somewhere.
You were about to stop him with your hands but he gripped your hands onto the bed.
"Shush.. I'll take good care of you bae." Reiner's soothing voice echoes in your ears.
He kissed your cheeks, trailing all over your face, until it hit that spot. Your neck. He suckles on it gently. Expecting voices from you.
"Reiner, just give it to me."
Reiner stopped, "Anything for you bae."
He pulls your underwear down, eyes widening as his throat grows dry, watching the arousal split from your underwear. That black lace panties.
He needs you, he needs you so bad. He moves down, head level to your soaked cunt, before licking a strip up from your dripping hole to puffy clit. He heard your voices louder now. He has to find your soft spot.
His golden brown eyes snap up to watch your back arch up slightly, and the soft stirring of your head.
"Feels ssoooo good, urgh." You said while he eats you out like dinner.
He digs his face into your soft plush thighs, and overwhelmingly quickly takes a toll on you. You lock him up, he keeps on going knowing you will only get louder each time.
"Fuck, I'm cummi-" Before you could finish your sentences, your pussy flutters as a cord snaps in you and a wave of pleasure gushes out.
It splashes all over his face as you ride his face into your gushing pussy.
Reiner licked his painted face, slowly raising your legs back to his shoulder, exposing everything to his eyes.
"I'm still hard." Reiner seductively said.
Your eyes are dilated, He lines his hard rock cock into your pussy, playing with your numb clit.
He teased his tip in and out, your clenching not helping your overwhelm mind as you gripped the sheets.
Reiner finally pushes it all in, you arch your back beautifully, as he deep inside you.
He grunts as he looks back at your gorgeous face panting, the face that says it all.
his head lifts, instantly pressing a soothing kiss to your lips that feels more condescendingly than praising. it muffles the whimpers that leaves your mouth, your lower lip wobbles into a pout as you kiss and pant into his mouth. he lets your hand clutch his blonde hair knowing you needed it.
In and out, repeating the same movements punishing your cunt, He wants to mark your pussy his. He stretches you out roughly this time. Whining can be heard from you.
"I'm gonna cum, alright bae? Can I please cum in your pussy?" Reiner finished his sentences while grinding in you aggressively.
"Yes!"
With that response. He became faster, chasing, to cum in your sweet pussy. His movements are slightly different from before.
his arm is locked around your torso, facing you while he pressed his chest against yours. He immediately shifts your legs up his shoulder, fucking mean thrusts into your squelching pussy. heavy balls slapping your round ass with every thrust.
"A-rgh, fuck.. Gonna pound you so hard."
You couldn't think anymore, only his needy cock.
Reiner grunts. "Fuck." There it was, rope after ropes of hot cum squirts inside your pussy.
you’re both shaking in pleasure. covered in sweat, and sticky liquid coming out of your shaped cock pussy.
You let Reiner catch his breath, breathing into the atmosphere of sex, he couldn't stop growling for pleasure, His libido finally cooled down.
He lasts long inside you before he pulls his cock out, revealing your stupid fucking cunt full of his cum.
It was a rough night, you couldn't stay awake the entire time after the sex, passed out like there's nothing wrong going on.
"Holy fuck."
As the party shuts in the morning, everyone is gone, you quickly take your bra, panties, and clothes to run away.
Maybe the next time you should've talked to him about this incident. And not run away.
[ SUM ] - club owner!toji teaching his short-tempered waitress that she’s his favorite. (possessive reader x a manipulative toji)
[ PAIRING ] - club owner!toji x waitress!reader
[ WORD COUNT ] - 6.2k
[ TAGS] - dubcon, daddy kink, age-gap (39 + 20s), spit kink, dacriphilia, slight breeding, boss x employer, pet names, riding, spanking, sloppy oral m!receiving, cockdrunk, exhibitionism, kinda manipulative toji, reader has a short temper, possessive/needy reader.
[ A/N ]- ꒰ᐢ. .ᐢ꒱ i neeeeeed him badddd
MINORS DO NOT INTERACT. MINORS DO NOT INTERACT.
“ya, doesn’t it feel good?” toji coos, eyes heavy as he continues to rub your clit over your drenched panties.
you have to stifle a moan with the back of your hand as you nod, “mm,” you squeak out. especially when you’re propped up on his desk, legs spread open and skirt pushed up to your waist as he sits reclined in his chair, bulge obvious against his pants.
“you can tell me to stop, y’know?” his eyes flick up to your flushed face and the nervous tears that swim in your lidded eyes. “I’m not gonna be mad.”
“b-but,” you swallow your stutter, “you said I’m not…your favorite.”
fuck me.
the immediate heat that swarmed your body at your own words had the older man clenching his jaw tight to control himself. and maybe he was being manipulative. maybe he didn’t need to tell you that the other waitress that sucked him off a month ago wasn’t his favorite, but he only needed the relief after the argument you had with her that got him riled up.
you also didn’t need to know that he’s already fired her and she’s not actually on a leave of absence because of a family emergency these past weeks.
you also didn’t need to know how much he’s been yearning for you ever since he’s hired you around seven months ago. especially when you’d follow him around the first month as you were learning. just a college student working part time here, but you cared so deeply about his opinion and doing a good job. and it wasn’t hard to find out that you liked the praise.
so maybe when you walked in on the older waitress that you despised sucking your boss’s cock, it made your blood boil like no other and the immediate thought that you weren’t mr. toji’s favorite had you seething and breaking internally. and he caught onto that quick.
so when you asked for a meeting to talk about your performance report for this month, he immediately responded and that’s how you ended up sitting in the chair in front of him asking if you’d done anything wrong.
“now why would you think that?” toji softly asks. you bite your cheek trying to stop these embarrassing tears from falling. you’ve never cried over anything this small, you definitely weren’t sensitive, and it wasn’t like he was going to fire you. but the fact that he was treating others differently…it made your mind go haywire.
“c’mere,” he lifts his palm out for you to come too. moving around the desk you take his hand, cheeks warming as you feel his rough palm close around yours as he looks up at you. “you’re doing an excellent job.”
“but—“
you stop yourself, biting your cheek.
that’s when he decides to stand up, his free hand gently cupping your cheeks, thumb softly caressing you as he leans forward. you can feel your heart hammering against your chest the closer he gets until you feel his lips press a kiss to your forehead. that’s it? you feel your hand unconsciously grab onto his shirt, and if he wasn’t doing his damn fucking hardest not to lose it, well shit. instead his lips move downward.
kissing your temple.
then your cheek.
then the corner of your mouth.
“mr. toji,” you softly plead, unsure of what you’re even asking, and that’s when he gives you a gentle kiss to your lips. your fist tightens around his shirt as you lean up chasing his lips once he pulls away.
his emerald eyes glance between yours noticing the mix of anxiety, confusion, and need in your gaze.
he gently guides your hips back until your thighs knock against his desk. and you barely have time to register what’s happened because he’s already lifted you up on the surface, his hand guiding your own to his chest as he leans forward. his face inches from yours as you glance between his hooded eyes. his expression only made your heart race even more, he wasn’t angry, right?
“you’ve been more squeamish around me this week. did something happen?”
his question only had your blood boiling remembering the events of last week, and luckily for toji, you were too fucking easy to read with that bored and angry expression that flashed across your adorable features, immediately side eyeing the memory.
“hey,” his firm commad had you glancing back at him.
“I saw you,” you start, licking your teeth. “and Ruby, last friday.” your eyes narrow with frustration. “why did you do that with her?”
toji has to bite his cheek to surpress his smirk, because this is the first time you’ve ever given him attitude. yes, he’s seen you be rude as fuck to customers and people that have hit on you, and he’s had to step in multiple times before you threw a bottle at a customer. but still, even with all that, when it came to him, you were a fucking angel. too good for your own good that it was like a completely different person. he knew you adored him.
“why did i do what?” he pushes. maybe, he wants to see you angry. see you frown at him.
he notices your jaw clench momentarily. your fingers caressing the hairs on his forearm as you meet his eye. “do i have to say it?”
he smiles. “indulge me.”
you inhale sharply before exhaling slowly, clearly he’s getting under your skin by playing dumb. but still, you bite. “why did you let that bitch suck your dick?”
toji’s dimples press in as he holds back his smile again, his heat slowly disappears as he walks a step back to plop down on his chair. you frown even more at the silence that follows as you sit up to look down at him. the way you cock your head to the side in annoyance only seems to egg toji further, but unlike you, he can practice a bit of patience.
“well?” you snap.
“well what?”
“well, why did you do it? she’s a horrible manager, and she’s a fucking bitch, and-and ya.”
“and ya?” toji is beyond amused at the embarrassment that floods over your face. but not at all surprised that you hold your ground. and he has to reward you for that at least. he rolls his chair a bit closer, lifting your foot on his knee, hand gently caressing your ankle.
“do you let anyone suck you off then?” you’re not amused, not even when his calloused hands are caressing up your bare calves.
and that’s when he decides to bite. “just my favorites.”
he feels you tense in seconds. and he would feel bad if he didn’t meet your stern, but hurt expression. and it almost felt like he dropped a precious jewel and watched it shatter when you glance away.
“so I’m not your favorite?”
fhuck.
he inhales. you’re killing him. actively twisting the knife because he just couldn’t stop his twisted smile.
“you just started workin’ here. and you’re only part time, kid. I’ve got a lot of good girls workin’ just as hard as ya,” oh how easy it was for him to lie. as if any of his other waitresses could even come close to you.
you bite down on your jaw again. this was frustrating. too frustrating. the uncertainty that swam inside you, the hurt that you wished was behind you. it all became too overwhelming. the emotions you’ve never experienced before was terrifying and something you’d rather run away from now.
“mr. toji?”
“yes?”
“i wanna quit.”
woah, what?! toji blinks, of all the things he was expecting to hear, this was definitely not one of his calculations. “hold on.”
“I hate working here.” oh….a tantrum. “i hate that you let that bitch suck you off. and I fucking hate how it makes me feel now,” you ramble, no tears in sight, just pure confusion and frustration. you were slightly out of breath as you continue on. “I don’t want to ruin your club, but I don’t think I can—I can’t be here….” you pause, “I can’t work here and….not be your favorite.”
well fuck me, toji thinks. ya he knew how you were with being praised, but fucking hell, you definitely have some needy validation kink or you’ll spiral. exhibit A. but only for him.
luckily for him, this just made it even better. he stood up, letting his hand rest on your thigh as he stood between your legs. tilting your chin up to meet his eyes. “let’s take a breath,” his voice was low and firm. his hand gently caressing your thigh, unbothered by how your skirt was riding up. he leans down to kiss the spot right below your ear. “you’re gonna throw a tantrum the second you don’t get what you want?”
your hand grips his bicep, almost bruising if it was anyone but him. “it’s not fair.”
“what’s not fair?” his words were clipped, harsh, but his lips continued to kiss your neck as you squirmed, feeling him suck your skin. “tell me.”
“it’s not fair that I’m treated differently,” you tug on his sleeve, angry, even when he lifts his head to meet your eyes. your breath catches. you’ve never seen this expression on him. he looks angry. you frown even more, adorable brows pushing together even when he grabs your face.
he can feel the ache between his legs, the uncomfortable stretch in his pants. the urge to just give you what you want, so fucking eyes. and yet, he composes himself. he wants to drag it.
his eyes glance at your glossy wet lips, and he has to stop himself by putting his thumb against your lips instead. “open.”
you do.
and he forces his thumb in. you grip his forearm, and he forces himself forward, pressing his thumb down on your tongue as your eyes fill up too quickly. you hate how stupid you feel, but feeling not only his eyes on you, but every bit of his attention on you, it was beyond exhilarating.
enough that when he sat back down on his chair, you weren’t upset. or when he rolled forward, rough palm caressing your thighs before he lifted your legs up to prop them on his spread legs so he can lean in and kiss your knees. even as your chest rose and fell, you held yourself up, letting him put your feet on the edge of his desk and spread your legs apart completely.
hell, you fucking loved it, the attention, and he knew.
“cute,” he comments, eyes dark as he looks at your panties and your cute wet mound sticking to the material. his thumb stroking your inner thigh. “you still mad at me?”
his question had you slightly irritated. your eyes deciding that the wall in the corner was far more entertaining.
“really, doll?” he tsks, hand grabbing the inside of your thigh, hand so close to your core you sucked in sharply, preventing a gasp. “I’m givin’ ya special treatment right now,” he continues sliding his hand until his thumb pressed right against your clit.
your back immediately arched and the hand holding yourself up curled into a fist behind you. his eyes widen just a fraction, you were far more sensitive then he’d thought.
the heat curled up the back of his neck at the thought of your innocence. was he corrupting you right now? he bites back a groan, watching you grapple with your emotions, scanning your tense features. lets see how long it’ll take till you break.
he continued massaging circles over your panties, it didn’t even feel like any friction because of how wet and see through they’ve gotten, but you were definitely cracking, especially with his unapologetic and uncalled for comments. “you’re just a kid getting upset that your boss is handling private business in his office.”
“you didn’t lock the door,” you huff, getting hurt the more he spoke about what happened.
“it’s my fuckin’ office. everyone respects that, well except for,” he pinches your clit making you gasp out a moan. eyes filling up faster.
“mister—angh toj…ah,” you’re leaning up, face flushed and eyes swarming with hurt.
“yes?”
you bite your cheek. a tear slipping down and it was almost too satisfying for the older man too see, if it wasn’t followed by the glimmer in your eyes slowly dying off.
“doesn’t it feel good?”
your lip trembles, but you nod. “mmm, yes.” you cover your face with the back of your hand looking away. and toji almost wants to stop.
“you can tell me to stop, y’know?” his words cut deeper than you’d like to admit. and you’re already shaking your head sputtering out your true thoughts, no matter how embarrassing it may sound.
“b-but,” you swallow your stutter, “you said I’m not…your favorite.”
toji blinks. his hand stopping as he stares at you. seriously, you’re still on that. your adorable doe eyes waver, maintaining eye contact with him, because that’s all you’ve always had over him. that look. the same one you’d give him when you refused to work a table with disgusting frat boys. or when you’d ask to leave a few minutes early so you could catch the train home. it was so easy for you to look at him and only him like that, that it was impossible to refuse.
the tears glimmer on your waterline, slowly sliding down your cheeks and it makes him crack.
he easily, flawlessly, hooks a finger and slides your panties to the side, leaning down, tongue sticking out as he licks a wet strip up your sweet pussy.
you gasp loudly, leaning back on your hands, whining as toji slurps up your arousal that had been collecting the second you walked in and that he purposefully caused. “toji,” you grab his shoulder, nails digging in, but he doesn’t stop. instead he wraps his arms around your thighs, shoving his face even deeper making you moan louder than ever.
“you’ve been playing me like a fucking fiddle,” he growls, biting down on your clit only for you to tug his hair, hard.
“i wasn’t—angh!” he bites down again. your pussy was practically pouring with arousal as he shoves his lips back in. he’s never tasted something so good in his life, the sweet syrupy taste of your juices had him moaning against you. fuck you were sweet everywhere. “toji, please,” your nails dig into the back of his neck, forcing him to continue eating you out. if he wanted too, he could pull away, easy. but having you force his head between your thighs had him yearning, grateful he doesn’t need to beg on his knees because he could’ve done so without hesitation if it meant he’d get to taste you.
your chest was rising. your cheeks were flushed as toji leaned back, almost growling when he pushed your legs wider to take a better look at that glistening pussy.
“you’re so fuckin’ cute,” he groans, rubbing his thumb through your arousal.
“what’re you—“
toji hums, opening you wider. “just looking,” he smiles, leaning down, eyes flicking up to meet your eyes as he spat down on your pussy like a pro, and dove right back in.
he didn’t stop. his tongue slid into your hole, and you literally felt your body rise of the desk for a second. “angh—you’re—inside—mmm fuck—“ you were a fucking moaner, and not in the porn typa of way. but in the adorable squeaks and gasps that have him rolling his eyes back in pleasure. he just wanted to drink everything up,
“close…so close mmh toji,” your moans, so airy and smooth, toji sucked your clit, tongue stroking the bundle of nerves edging you closer and closer until your hips were lifting up with his arms as you came. he almost lost his footing as he held your squirming body, tongue still moving against you.
“toji! s’ too much, anghh!” you cry, nails pulling his hair until it really began to hurt and pulse.
“fuck me, baby, that hurts,” he growls, holding your wrist as he looks up at you. and that’s when he notices how flustered you really were. your thighs trembled as they slid off his shoulders a bit and your chest was rising and falling.
you were fucking breath taking. fuck, you were looking at him with so much confusion he was close to moaning.
he slowly turned your wrist over, his lips pressing a soft kiss on your pulse before he it slowly came up. he stroked your chin between his thumb and forefinger. “you’re adorable,” his compliment almost felt demeaning. your eyes narrow and turn away, frowning.
“fuck is that supposed to mean?”
“means exactly what i said,” he grunts, turning your cheek so you’re looking at him. “you want my approval. is that gonna make you stay?”
you hate to admit it, but ya maybe. “whatever.”
“s’not whatever, i want you to stay. so tell me what you want,” he’s caressing your cheeks again. his presence was overwhelming as he towered over you. “I’ll give you this one even if you’re acting like a fuckin’ spoiled ass brat.” you frown even more, but he continues. genuine, eyes holding no alter motive when he says, “anything you want, pretty girl, cmon’ i know you liked being spoiled.” he tsks.
your eyes seem to light up, “anything?”
he traces your jaw, humming with a nod.
“strip.”
toji blinks, really? but looking at your face, even you’re blushing furiously, but still nodding.
“in here?” he clarifies. you nod. “you’re fuckin kinky.” he chuckles but begins with the first button of his dress shirt until he’s shrugging the material off revealing his wide sculpted chest. he definitely couldn’t be real. his arms were huge, muscle everywhere as you blushed at the sight of his naked torso, and you blew a fuse when yiur gaze traveled down the expanse of his chest to his dark happy trail. it made you even more excited when he unbuckles his belt and unzips his pants.
“stop,” you command as the last item on is his boxers. His muscular thighs only framing the large bulge that’s pressing hard against his thigh. toji can’t contain his smile at your ogling, not even when you slide off the desk and step down to kneel in front of him pushing him to sit back in his chair. “can i?”
“it’s your game,” he smirks.
your small hand starts to palm his cock, as you lean in, kissing his covered tip. the choked grunt your boss lets out only spurs you on as you suck through the material of his boxers. the long work day still stuck to his skin as your eyes fluttered shut as his scent filled your nose making you drip even more.
toji bites back a groan at the sight, “dirty girl,” he watches.
you don’t respond, too busy nosing his cock. you definitely were no ruby, but seeing your less experienced self explore and worship him was worth so much more. especially when he lifts his hips up, letting you slide his boxers down his thighs, blushing furiously when the real thing bobs in front of you. your pupils dilate at the sight. ten inches, heavy as it hovers between his muscular thighs. his happy trail is dark and leads to a well trimmed base of dark black hair that makes you flush. his musk was strong.
you lean forward, pressing your lips against his tip taking a lick, then another, you lick your hand and spit on his cock, eyes large as you wrap your palm around him and pull the skin back seeing his engorged tip come out. fuck me.
toji bites back a pathetic moan as he watches silent.
if only he knew all his cute little waitress wanted was to see his big fat dick.
“it’s so big,” you mutter to yourself, as you lick up over and over like it’s some damn popsicle. and toji lets out a low sigh deep inside his chest. his hips rising spreading his legs further for you, hand gently caressing your head.
“take me inside your mouth,” his quiet command had your doe eyes fluttering up at him for more instructions. all dolled up, with runny mascara from your tears, and flushed cheeks from your previous orgasm. he needed to take picture and make it his lockscreen. “open wide, like a big girl—yes, mmm just like that—“ toji groans watching you suck his fat tip into your mouth, tongue circling his slit.
he gently guides you down. “you can take sum’ore, nghh—“
his hand pushes his loose strands back, biting his cheek to prevent the noises threatening to come out.
but fuck, he swears watching you slobber all over his dick as you bob your head at your own pace. the lewd squelching of your mouth sucking him was cussing his stomach to tighten, abs flexing when your hand begins to wander to his inner thigh.
your cute face was covered in drool, lashes kissing your flushed cheeks as they remained closed when you took him just a bit deeper. your throat tightening on instinct, “christ—“ toji grunts low and rough, thighs spreading even more, fingers lacing through your hair. “you just wanted to suck my dick, mmm ‘s that it?”
you hum pathetically loud around him, making his jaw clench.
“look up at me, baby, let me see you,” he gently gives your hair a little tug making you whine, slowly coming off his cock, tongue hanging out like a little slut as you catch your breath. your small hand is remains wrapped tightly around his base lazily rubbing his giant member across your tongue. unable to part with it even for a breath.
“hah, y’know,” toji licks his lips, chiseled chest rising with each breath as he takes in this sight. his cock twitches, pre-cum oozing out and easily swiped away by your greedy tongue.
you hum, glossy eyes doting up at him as your lashes flutter like a seductress.
his expression is pinched, thighs flexing as he keeps your head still so you were only giving him cute kitten licks, controlling himself. “ya should’ve told me sooner that you just wanted this.”
you pout up at him, kissing down the side is his cock, holding it against your sticky cheek unbothered by the mess. he exhales sharply, an airy laugh escaping him.
“what?”
you frown, sucking and licking at his base, then slowly dragging your tongue back up.
“fuck,” his back arches, barely, head thrown back as he grips your hair.
“i thought…i just…i didn’t want you to hate me,” you finally respond, adorably glancing up at him like you weren’t smothering his cock like it was popsicle. you peck his oozing tip, over and over, before swallowing him again. you whine around him, eyes teary as you stare up at your boss.
“shit, you fuckin’ brat,” his abs tense even more as you pick up the pace, gagging occasionally, but still stroking his base at the same speed. his eyes struggle to stay open, the pleasure making his mind foggy as you choke more of his cock into your tight hot mouth.
“f-fuck,” toji stammered, jaw loosening as his abs flex. the sound alone has you choking a bit as a moan leaves your throat. he doesn’t mean too tug your head, a low grunt escaping from deep in his chest when you start whining.
his heavy eyes were seconds away from rolling to the back of his skull. “good fuckin—fhuh-ck“ his cheeks were stinging, too stubborn to admit how this is probably the best fucking head he’s gotten in years. and it’s simply because it’s you.
his sweet sweet waitress with the biggest attitude and so quick to throw something at customers, having you desperately gagging on his cock as tears stream down your cheeks with determination. fuck he found the sight of your lips bulging around his thick cock—
“ya like having your throat stuffed? eh, was this all you wanted,” he bites his lip, slowly thrusting his hips into your mouth, you gag even more but remain determined, whining around him barely as you grip his thighs.
his chest was covered with a layer of sweat, his darkened green gaze bore into in the lewd sight.
another moan threatened to slip past his lips, he covered it with his hand, his other hand pressing a palm against your forehead, brushing your sweat with his thumb.
you pull off, gasping for air, but immediately latch onto him, his hips jerk in surprise, you weren’t giving him a second to rest. your tongue swiped against that one vein that sent immediate jerks throughout his body.
“fuck—watch it,” he grunts hoarsely.
your eyes are so big and glossy as you notice the shift in his expression. his cheeks flushed as he tries to control your head. but you want it. you want to taste him in your mouth, the victory of making your boss cum would quench your infinite desire to please him.
toji swears under his breath as a loud grunt leaves him when you swipe your tongue over the vein again and again, your cheeks hallow. “what’d I fuckin’ say you brat,” his hips stutter, cheeks flooding pink when you bat your pretty thick lashes at him.
he’s so fucked.
once again, your tongue swipes against the sensitive vein, but lucky for him, you come off to breathe. your cheeks flushed, mouth open and panting as sticky strings of spit and cum connect your bottom lip to his drooling tip.
toji huffs, partially frustrated and partially surprised, until a deep groan comes out from deep in his chest that sends shiver down your spine and cheeks flushing because you’d decided to wrap your pretty little hands both around his cock and start jerking him off.
“fuck!—hold on—“ toji chokes, his once laid back position has moved to a better seated posture, with his hand gripping your wrist, mentally deciding whether he should pull it off and stop you, or if he’s really enjoying this.
you pout at him like you’re the most innocent little thing, and not like you’re unraveling his entire existence this very second.
you continue jerking his twitching cock, his jaw tenses, thumb rubbing your wrist. his neck was completely visible as it strained with pressure. the sweat that beaded his chest had your pupils dilating at the sight. why was your boss so fucking hot?
and so your lips returned to his fat tip, it was definitely an addiction. like a baby to a pacifier. sucking his tip was so gratifying. you whine, hand sliding down to play with your boss’s giant cum filled balls.
toji lost control the second he allowed you to get on your knees. he was letting you do as you please and was desperate to control his orgasm, if that’s even possible with the way you’re reluctantly licking that vein.
“fuckin’ christ—baby haah!”
he hunches forward, abs fully tensing as he grips your hair and spasms in your mouth.
his groans and grunts had your thighs clenching tight, and once you tasted the first spurts of his thick cum hitting the back of your throat, did you feel something flush through your veins.
“shiit—“ toji pulls you off his cock, holding his base with a tight grip, jaw tight, keeping his tip on your flat tongue. “this what you wanted—mmm shit—“ he grunts, slightly rolling his hips up into his hand, letting his chubby cock clench up and spurt more ropes of cum on your tongue and face.
you blink, lashes fluttering like a princess as your boss bites back another grunt as he covers your face in cum.
“fuck,” his slow exhale is met with his cock tapping your tongue, smearing his cum across your glossy lips. “you—“ he chokes, cheeks unbelievably flushed when you lick his tip and suck the remnants of his cum. “baby.”
his calloused hand stops your actions, grabbing tissues on the side as he affectionately holds your face and cleans his cum off.
you remain still. pretty lashes closed until he finishes. his thumb caressing your cheek, then your glossy lips, and nothing else was stopping him from tilting your head up, and when your eyes blinked open, his lips crashed against yours.
a gasp slips out, but easily turns into a whimper as he deepens the kiss. it felt like second nature, his tongue desperate as you meet him. rising up, you easily climb onto his lap. arms locking around his neck, kissing him with every fiber of your being.
“fucking’ tease,” he muttered between kisses, tracing the seam of your lips with his tongue.
your lips curl, earning a chuckle from the older man, his hands gripping your ass as he had you rock against his chubby cock.
he easily slide between your folds, grinding you back and forth. his tongue playing with yours, eyes half lidded as he watched your expression. “ya, you like that?”
you hum, exhaling against his kiss, “ya.” your tease sent a wave of heat through his body, his grip on your ass almost painful as he grabbed his cock. his lips finding yours again, humming in delight, slapping his hard cock against your ass, spreading your juices around.
“you gonna take it like one of my girls,” he exhales, calloused palm holding your ass apart as he feels the heat from your pussy.
however you pull away from his lips, warm breath fanning against his face as your chest heaves lightly. he bites back a groan, pressing himself against your ass again, watching you closest as your gaze narrows at him.
“only girl.”
he snorts. not mockingly, but in teasing agreement.
“only girl, eh?”
you nod. eyes studying his reaction as you cup his jaw, l fingers digging in as you stare him down. he doesn’t break eye contact, his tongue running across his lips, touching his scar as he swallows a groan.
“just me,” your voice is lower, stern. like you can tell him what to do.
he hums, lifting your ass up, and your body following suite, lining his cock against your tight hole. your lips hovering over his his, small breath escaping as he keeps his eyes locked on you.
“you telling me what to do?” his question was teasing, but the way he was staring you down was definitely a test. at least in your little brain. you hum, whining just a bit when he pushes his tip through your tight opening. your walls immediately stretching as your nails dig into his nape. “is that what’s happenin’ here?”
you choke, eyes fluttering, jaw momentarily slack as he rocks you on his tip.
“you forgot how to speak, baby? you wanna be a big girl?” his jaw tenses when your tight cunt squeezes him. “shiit—“ his grip tightens on your ass as you still hold his jaw, head pressed against his. eyes shut. “tight fuckin’ cunt,” he loosens his grip on your ass and brings a hand cracking down.
“angh!” your loud yelp has him grunting as he pushes more in, your lips press against his again. “it’s wait—haah-“ you choke against his lips as he tries to kiss you. but your breaking off into moans, unable to keep up with the unbelievable stretch. in this delirious state you don’t even realize he’s opened up your work shirt open revealing your breasts. “fuck I miss those bras that would unclasp from the front,” he mutters as he kisses the tops of your breasts. his fingers easily sliding up your spine sending shiver down your spine as he flicks over the clasp watching you bra slip down.
your fingers tangle in his hair as he sucks a nipple into his mouth. he moans around you, squeezing your ass with both hands. your eyes flutter shut, body heating up before he’s suddenly lifting you up, so just hit tip remained inside your right walls.
“deep breath, baby,” he huffs, biting his jaw as your eyes glance down at him.
“what’you—“ the sentence immediately dies on your tongue, as he slams you down on his cock, thrusting up at the same time, making sure all nine fat inches of him are stuffed inside you.
“fuck—there we go,” toji exhales, groaning when you clench and shake over him. “you okay, baby?” he soothes a hand down tour spine, your face buried in his shoulder, shaking. “baby?”
you hum, choking slightly as you hug him tighter.
he massages your ass gently rocking you. “ya haveta talk to me, pretty girl—shit,” he tenses underneath you when your wall clench his fat length. you whimper again, feeling your boss’s cock twitching inside you.
“it hurts,” you whine, luckily he hears your small voice. his lips turn to kiss your temple as you hold him tighter.
“it’s big that’s why, but it’ll feel much better in a few minutes, don’t you feel full?” he coos, speaking so gently you’d almost guess he didn’t have his monstrous cock stuffing your little hole full.
you hum, wiggling in discomfort. toji hums, lifting your ass, biceps flexing as he spread his legs, and he drops you back down. “fuckk,” his groans sends a new wave of heat down to your core.
it took a few more thrusts, until you were rocking down, humming as you continued riding him. “haah yaa, just like that baby,” his praises easily fueled your confidence.
you moaned, bouncing with his help, your ass clapping down against his legs as he continued helping your movements. your lips find his again in a messy kiss.
“hmm angh more—“ you whine, growing dumber as his palms dig into the flesh of your ass, his own cheeks flushed red as you drool into his mouth, the squelching of your pussy sucking him back in with every thrust.
“more?” he snorts, but nonetheless, spreads your ass before he starts thrusting up at an unrelenting pace.
“nmah hah t’ji! Angh!”
your pitched moans immediately sent toji into a frenzy. if you couldn’t get even more breathtaking, his teeth sunk into your neck as you whine, nails digging into his nape and shoulder.
“fuck—tight fuckin’ cunt sucking me to—shiit“ toji grunts out more curses as he licks over the deep bite mark on your neck.
your mixed cum is webbed between your plush thighs, as he thrusts harder, and you can’t help leaning to his lips again whining his name like a prayer until he meets your kisses.
too caught up in the moment, toji missed the repeated knocks on his office, until one of the bar tenders opened the door, the loud music from the club downstairs filling in the room. and the sight of the short tempered waitress crying and whining as she rode the boss’s fat cock left him frozen in his tracks.
toji immediately sensed the door, eyes sharp and unforgiving as he met the poor man’s gaze. he kept his rhythm not wanting you to notice and freak out.
“angh toji—pleas—so big—fhuck—“ you moan, unbeknownst to you, your boss is flipping off the man at the door, and mouthing ‘get the fuck out’. because in seconds the man disappears and toji is back to a quicker pace.
“so good—ji—“ your eyes are glossed over, lips smeared with salvia as he slaps your ass again.
“gun’nu cum, baby? haah feel ya tighten on me, cmon—“ his grunts are starting to waver, a layer of sweat shining across his forehead as you whine louder, eyes filling with more tears as you kiss him.
“gun cum—fhuck—i—“ your lips form an o, as you feel your body loose strength and a the build up deep in your core. the stimulation of your clit rubbing against his hairy pubes had your eyes rolling back as tears slipped down the flush of your cheeks.
“ya, haha cumming’ pretty girl, my favorite girl,” his continues praising had your orgasm crashing over you. legs shaking as he slaps your ass again, thrusts relentless. edging himself closer to his orgasm as you shake and hug him tighter, face pressed against his shoulder as you cry. “aww baby —“ he grits, breathless as he feels his core tighten getting so close as the lewd squelching filled the room. “my baby, look at me—wanna see your pretty face when I cum.”
your small body is shaking, before you left your face, orbs glossy and face wet with tears as you pant, lips hovering over his, face so close to his, he was ready to bust right there, but instead you decided to kiss him again, absolutely fucked dumb. rocking back into each thrust even as it sent your body shivering with overstimulation.
“mine,” you kiss him, desperate. he hums as you continue whining, much softer and needier than before. “cum—please—fuck your cum in me t’ji—haah okay, okay?”
“shit,” a throaty groan escapes his lips at your words. “ya can’t fuckin—“
“please please,” you cry, sniffling with a moan, “i love you, I love yo—angh!” the sharp thrust immediately knocks the wind out of you and you feel the loud rumble underneath as toji groans. the deep groan rocks your core as you feel the hot sensation fill you up.
toji’s head is thrown back, hips locked up, chest heaving as another animalistic groan comes out along with another heavy spurt of cum.
you whimper, face pressed into his shoulder, hugging him tightly as he lifts your hips again, just for another wave of cum to crawl up and spurt inside you. you whine lowly, feeling so full as toji exhales sharply, before he moves to pull your ass up, his softening cock slipping out along with the cum that oozes out in fat messy globs.
toji shivers holding his cock as he smears his cum again and then slowly pushes in. fuck you’re so warm.
“baby?” toji sighs out, hand caressing your back.
you hum gently.
he nudges you gently, but you remain still hugging him tighter, just like a spoiled little girl. toji exhales, head tilted back in the chair, arms wrapping around you as he appeals to your post-sex nerves.
“I’m your favorite,” you mutter it like a command instead of a question.
toji hums.
“just me,” you say it firmly, arms tightening.
“just you,” he gently caresses the back of your head, petting you.
“i don’t wanna quit,” you confess.
toji holds back a chuckle as he smiles, “ya, i know.”
“so I’m gonna stay,” your voice is slightly hesitant.
“is that a question?”
you finally peel your face from his shoulder. sitting up, looking down at him as he smirks. hand brushing your side.
“you promise it’s me. I’m your favorite,” you wipe some tears with the back of your hand as you glare at your boss.
his gaze flicks between yours, because he regrets it. not fucking you now. no, that was the biggest fucking thing he’s done in a long time. and he’s almost sure you were a virgin too, which made him have another feeling swell inside him. but what he regrets was making you feel this uneasiness.
he should’ve kept it in his pants and not let ruby suck him off, because now his precious girl was convincing herself to trust him.
he knows he’s disgusting. he knows you’re much better than him in every way. but he still leans up, kissing your hand then your lips, soft…sweet and whispers.
“you’re my favorite. that won’t change. I promise,” he waits for your eyes to find the truth written on his face, and feels a weight gently lift off his shoulders when your pout adorably, brining a pinkie up. and he takes your pinkie shaking it with his.
to say that toji kept his word was an understatement. everybody knew that you were dating the boss. not only because unbeknownst to you, that bar tender told everyone how he caught you both fucking in the office, but also because of the possessiveness expressed on your end towards your older boyfriend.
you were always latched onto him. glaring at anyone that starred too hard, or tried to speak to him unprofessionally. it was cute having a cute little kitty thinking she’s a bulldog barking at everyone, but only seemed to draw the opposite affect on him, as he’d come up to you grabbing the bottle you were ready to throw at some man that tried to pick a fight with your boyfriend.
“there there, i got it, baby,” he’d calmly speak into your ear with a chuckle. your nostrils flaring as hum in agreement, loosening your grip on the bottle and watching with arms crossed as he handled it swiftly.
[ a/n ] - i wanna right more fics w short tempered reader :p
toji is such a pervert freak when he is alone without you nowhere near his sight.
Nsfw, toji is a pussy eater.
Toji Fushiguro x fem reader!
"Toji! Come here I want to show you the new dress I bought earlier." you excitedly shouted as you walked inside the apartment door holding a lot of paper bags in your hand from the earlier shopping spree.
Toji, of course the kind husband he is always lends you his credit card to buy whatever you want.
"Toji? Where the fuck are you lurking right now." You huffed out, while you searched for him since he didn't casually appear right the first time u called him out.
Eventually you heard a sound of grunt in pleasure in your shared bedroom. Your eyes started to look for more. Sweat forming on your forehead. The nervousness in your system suddenly flies away after peeking inside to look at what he's doing in there
Toji there on your oversized king bed sniffing your dirty underwear, Inhaling it like the air he breathes. The one that you thought you had lost it somewhere. Black lace panties in his hands.
stroking his hard rock cock using his left hand, the one he used to finger your wet glistening pussy. He looks like a complete mad man as he dive into another one of your dirty underwear.
Repeating the whole situation back and forth, stroking his red veiny foreskin popped out.
"where'd you get those toji." You said as you lean into the bedroom door watching him precisely stop getting himself off.
"Shit. Well I miss you girl, God forbid her husband masturbate himself to her dirty underwears." he said with his cocky smile, as he stood up from the bed to get close to you.
"Don't bring god to this for fuck sakes toji!" You squeak embarrassedly shoving his broad shoulder from wrapping your waist with his arms.
He groans, before you can process what happens, he grabs your waist and pulls your body closer to touch his erection. You can feel the twitching of his cock slowly grinding against your stomach.
"Did you call me out earlier, babygirl?" He said with his flushed face remaining on his cheeks.
"Yeah but you seem busy jerking yourself."
"Alright doll, I'm sorry I can give you something in exchange for it..what do you say, huh?" Toji asked you as he trails his lustful eyes at your clothed breasts.
"Fuck you toji." You said as u grab his face to kiss him hungrily. Toji leaned into the kiss passionately, he couldn't keep his hands off you. Slowly undressed you himself. He loves the way you moan into the kiss as you stroke his dick down.
"You drive me crazy babydoll, please let me eat you out." He said pleadingly as he put you down on the bed waiting for your answer. Looking like he never had your pussy in his face for the thousandth time now.
"You better start working yourself if you want me to accept your apologies toji." You answer him, giving him your usual fucked out sly grin.
"Fuck, I'm gonna fucking cum in my pants if you look at me like that again babydoll." he said
"Spread"
You spread your legs just like he told you to do, exposing your cute numb clit and folds. Slicks can be seen, your fingers start to twirl his hair down to get you off just by licking your hot pussy.
Toji without any further ado, sinks his face into your hot wet pussy. You groans as he licks your folds gently, making out with your lips. "He-h.. F-fuck...!" You moaned softly as he explored you deeper inside.
He is circling your cute clit, it twitches every time he touches it, to make u faster cum in his mouth. He kept on sucking your pussy to soothe you out. He pushes one finger into your wet cunt, You gasp for air as he pushes it in and out.
"T-toji! Urgh- m gonna cum." You moaned beautifully.
"Fuck yes baby cum in my mouth." Toji responds as he slapped your clit, you whine cutely slowly locking toji's head against your pussy to keep him going using your plushy thighs.
The orgasm built up before you could get him the fuck away, you spurts uncontrollably splashing directly onto his hot, flushed face, that scar on his lips. Toji lick his painted face, while your back arched by itself feeling the pressure of your orgasm coming. You dropped on the bed, face red like a strawberry, pussy still leaking.
Without you noticing toji grabbed the underwear you wear from earlier into the drawer hiding it so he could use it for his next session again.
"You look beautiful in my mess, baby." Toji said as he crawls on the bed grabbing your thighs back. Lining his cock in front of your wet pussy, giving it a few stroke.
Nsfw, minor dni, pegging, anal fingering, nickname calling baby boy/pretty boy/mommy, nipples sucking, strap on, dacryphilia mentions.
Katsuki bakugo x fem reader!
It all started two weeks ago when you suddenly thought of switching positions with katsuki in bed out of nowhere. The feeling of katsuki blowing your back definitely feels beyond heaven, the way he would abuse your spongy walls, thrusting his big fat cock inside until it hits your cervix is pure satisfaction. But tonight you wanted to see how katsuki would react to you jumping on him.
"Katsuki, i want to try something different tonight." You huffed out while at the other end of the table katsuki eating his breakfast with annoyance because of a mess he made earlier after wetting his pants using the bathroom water. He is usually grumpy waking up from bed.
"Huh? If this relates to you getting wrecked in bed it's a no problem." his grins grew wider figuring you all out giving you an embarrassing reaction. "What! No- well yes.. But tonight it's different!" you said with full confidence while katsuki raised his left eyebrow in confusion.
"What is it you wanted to try?" A question popped out.
"Well you'll have to see baby.." You answer him as you stand up to wash the dishes and rinse it to its place.
Later that night, katsuki is already in your shared bedroom, eager to find out what you've been preparing for sex tonight.
It was a real surprise to see you're the one who approaches for sex, usually you would be the one who is too shy or let katsuki take the lead in everything. But tonight? It's different.
"Hey baby.. Did u wait for too long?" You said while walking boldly towards the bed to get his attention from whatever he was doing earlier.
"Tch, what were u doing in the bathroom for too long, huh?" Katsuki said as he caresses your cheeks and leans in to kiss your gorgeous face.
You give in to the kiss, hungry to taste him, eager for more. You place your palm on his clothed chest, tug his shirt to get more into the tension going on. "Hah.. Wait katsuki" You pulled away from the kiss to prevent him taking the lead. Katsuki is still holding your waist while you murmur something underneath your breath.
"I want to take the lead tonight." You said while you get on top of his lap.
"Baby, you can always take the lead. I love it when you bounce on top of me." Katsuki said while smirking devilishly. "Well yes. But I'm not talking about riding you. I want to peg you." You bark back.
His eyes widened open, pupils dilating as if you’d thrown him off balance. For a second, the confident smirk vanished, replaced by a flicker of surprise. He blinked, caught completely off guard, and stayed silent, something he rarely did.
"What." Katsuki said as his words tremble before he could even speak again.
"We can stop if you don't want to do it, we can just do what we usually do alright baby?"
"Wait, no no no I'm just surprised that you want to do this shit." He muttered without realising that his ears are slightly red, Covering his blushy face with his hand. This is unusual for katsuki. He is shy now.
"Can we do it?" You said as you lean into his ears whispering it, your voice melts like honey to his ears.
"Yea..Whatever, but I better get to wreck you after all this shit finishes." Katsuki said in a pissed off tone, you know deep down he is not actually pissed off, he's just embarrassed. Cute.
you get closer to his face and give in to another kiss, more sloppy, finally catches his tongue, sucking on it aggressively. Katsuki loves making out with you, both of you break into a moaning mess escaping into each other's hot mouths.
You slowly reach his nipples to play with it as u caresses his chubby face. "Take it off, oh and I have something for you bae.." You said ordering him to take off his shirt, slowly drifting away from bed to get the things you've been hiding, katsuki was already a moaning mess after the kiss.
"WHAT THE FUCK, u got the strap on too?" Katsuki screamed immediately after he saw what you were holding. You giggled as he was losing his mind, probably imagining how you would look giving him the best orgasm ever. It'll happen soon enough since you're eager to touch him."Sh.. Baby boy u might want to listen to mommy." You flirtatiosly said, grabbing his hard cock under the boxers, katsuki breath shaken up the moment u grab his hard cock, already spilling pre cum.
You get on top of him once again and start kissing his neck, you know katsuki has his sensitive spot hidden there, you leave a deep red hickey there on his bare neck.
Katsuki gasps each time you kiss him on the neck. You pulled away and met his eyes again just to start massaging his chest. His nipples are quite swollen after being played earlier.
You catch one of his nipples inside your mouth and start sucking on it as the other hand keeps on flickering and circling his swollen nipples leaving katsuki moaning like a bitch in heat. "I knew you would like this pretty boy.."
A few minutes passed and you still haven't stopped sucking on his cute brown nipples, you moan into the mess you made.
You pulled away leaving a pop sound from his cute nipples, saliva everywhere on his chest. It's a mess. "Hah.. Did u feel good baby.." You said cupping his red cheeks. To look for answers, want him to praise you for how good it felt getting sucked by you.
"Tch, it feels good..almost thought u gon bit my nipples off." Katsuki said as he looks away avoiding your eyes to hide his bright red cheeks.
"Mhm..i can make u feel even better.." You said as you trail down to his hard cock clothed underwear. "You want me to suck you off again?" You said as you slowly drag his boxers down to reveal his big hard cock twitching because of the feeling of being touched by the cold air.
"Yeah? What do you say katsuki?" You ask him demanding for an answer that you're looking for.
"Please..." Katsuki murmurs underneath his breath.
"Good boy." You said as you stroke up and down his hard cock. Using his pre cum as lube
A few stroking already got him grunting and whining at how good u make him feel. "Ahh.. Please I want your mouth bae..." Katsuki moans your name begging you to use your filthy mouth.
Without any hesitation you give him kittens lick on the tip, slowly going all the way until his ball sack, eventually pressed against under your jaw.
Katsuki groans in relief, his hands guiding you to suck him off. Playing with your hair.
"I'm gonna fucking cum, wait urgh-" Katsuki warned you before he loaded all inside your mouth, that sticky white coloured semen shot inside your hot mouth, you stick out your tongue to show him. "You're such a good boy aren't you katsuki?" You said as you show him the load in your mouth.
Katsuki is now lying there in bed, with his fucked out face, the face you've been dreaming about. "Come on bae, I'm still not done yet" You said. "I want you to get on all four for me please?" You said giving him orders, you knew katsuki would obey your orders no matter what happens all because of your puppy doe eyes. He looked at you giving you a glare saying 'you're gonna be next'. You chuckle as u grab his face to kiss his soft lips.
Katsuki on the other hand hiding his face into the pillow "S-shut uph." He said into the pillows with some harshness in his voice.
You giggle as u shove in one finger inside his hole. Katsuki immediately groans into the pillow feeling his ass getting used by you.
"Does that hurt katsuki?" You ask him with concern in your voice. Don't want to hurt him halfway through this.
Katsuki grunts once again, "it's n-nothing keep moving" He speaks between those shaky voices he let out.
"You drive me crazy kats, i love you so much" You said exclaiming your love for him out loud for him to hear. You slowly start to move inside his hole, stretching it out for what's coming next. You could hear his moans louder each time you shove it in and out, the sound of squelches filling the entire room.
Without any warning you added two fingers inside, he started to tremble in his words.
You started to massage his g spot inside once u find it, abusing it brutally, until your fingers are tired from moving. The sight of his ass getting fucked by your fingers is a real satisfaction to your eyes.
You couldn't stop praising him for how good he is to you, submitting himself to you. Oh how you love him so much.
"Kats you feeling good baby?.. My baby boy is doing so well for mommy." You said comforting him with your honey melt voice.
You pulled out your fingers before he could cum once again. His cock twitching like crazy, his tip looks swollen and red, begging to stroke his foreskin.
He whines when you pull out the fingers from him, he looks like he has been fucked for 3 days straight, eyes tearing up. You thought about how you might have a fetish for people crying. He looks so hot with his lidded eyes looking at you.
You already got out of the shirt you've been wearing, revealing your plushy boobs, and start wearing the strap on.
"I'm gonna fill you up" You said as his eyes rolled back at the feeling of you thrusting the pink coloured dildo into his hole, he broke into a moaning mess, gasping for air as he smashed his head into the pillow he had been holding for a while.
Each thrust you can hear his uh uh sounds he's making, this is the best decisions you have made so far, you thought in your head.
"Ah fuck-" Katsuki whimper as you slow down and thrust into him deeper want him to feel every inch of the dildo inside his hole. "Hah fuck! Wait urgh, I'm gonna cum ah.." He said breaking each word he let out.
"Come for me."
The sound of your voice made him cum, spurts everywhere on the bed, ropes of hot white semen came out of the tip of his cock. Katsuki grunts and hump his dick into the air, his back arching so beautifully defining his slender waist and back muscles.
You pulled out of his hole slowly, lubes and slick leaking from his hole, the glistening look drives you crazy over him. Katsuki flop on the bed and start taking a deep breath to recycle what happens just now.
"That was the best thing ever." You said as u flopped beside him on the bed, katsuki looks at you. "Did I make u feel good kats?" You ask him a question looking for praises from him at how you are such a good girl to him.
"Fuck...that felt good..WHERE'D YOU LEARN THIS?"He screamed at you for making him say such an embarrassing thing such as begging to be full and played with in the ass.
You chuckle softly. "Awee so you want to do that again next time?" You said playfully before you could say the next sentence katsuki manhandled you on the bed turning you around exposing your wet pussy to his eyes.
"My turn next, baby." He said looking at you full of lust in his eyes.
"Bring it on, babyboy" You whisper into his ear with your seductive voice while smirking.
In which katsuki bought your fav gummy to fulfill your pregnancy cravings
Katsuki Bakugo x pregnant fem! reader.
Katsuki stood in the middle of the convenience store aisle, eyes narrowed at the wall of colorful candy bags in front of him. His phone was wedged between his shoulder and cheek as he scanned for the right one.
"You said sour peach rings, right?" he grunted into the phone.
Your laugh rang softly through the line. “Yeah! The ones with the sugar coating, not the jelly ones. You always get the wrong ones.”
“Tch. I don’t get things wrong, brat.” But his eyes scanned harder now, more precise. His free hand grabbed the exact brand you’d described, and a smug look spread across his face. "Got 'em."
“You sure?” you teased. “You always say you got them, but then come home with sour worms instead.”
A huff came through the line. “This kid’s turned your brain to mush, I swear,” he muttered. “I’ll be home soon. Try not to eat the damn couch while I’m gone.”
You laughed again. “I’ll try. Drive safe, Kats. ”
He hung up without another word, but his smirk lingered all the way to the checkout.
Later that evening, you were curled up on the couch, cradling your belly and half-watching TV when the door opened.
"I'm back," Katsuki called out, voice rough but warm.
You turned, eyes lighting up. "Finally! Did you—"
Before you could finish, he dropped a small paper bag onto your lap and kissed the top of your head. "I told you I got it right."
Opening the bag, your heart leapt. The right gummies. Your absolute favorite, the kind you hadn’t been able to stop thinking about for days.
You looked up at him, already chewing, sugary powder on your lips. “You’re the best.”
He sat beside you and pulled your legs into his lap. “Yeah, I know.”
You leaned in and kissed his cheek. “No, really. You went out just for these?
Katsuki looked away, ears slightly red. “You wanted 'em. And… you’re carrying our lil gremlin. Of course I did.”
You smiled, your fingers reaching up to gently brush his cheek. He turned his face toward your palm, eyes softening as they met yours.
“Y’know,” he muttered, “you make me real soft sometimes. Kinda hate it.”
You giggled. “You love it.”
“Maybe,” he mumbled and then kissed you, slow and sweet, his hand resting protectively over your belly.
The candy may have hit the craving, but Katsuki? He was the real sweetness.
theme : you’re crushing on bakugo, but he just doesn’t get it ♡︎
you’ve been crushing on bakugo for months now, while mina and ochacha both have questioned your mental sanity after you told them about this. you understand where they’re coming from though – bakugo isn’t exactly the brightest or the most charming guy out there. but you just can’t help yourself.
often you try to follow bakugo around and have casual chat with him, even subtly flirt with him. however, even though how straight forward you try to be with your flirting, it just seems like this guy is completely clueless about the fact someone could be interested in him like that.
one time – no, for the millionth time – you followed him after another training session. he was walking with kirishima next to him, but you quickly caught up to them. ”kats, hey!” you exclaimed and touched his shoulder gently. you were blushing and your heart was pounding at the sight of his bare, round, muscular shoulders under the tanktop.
”what, extra?” he sighed and didn’t even bother to look at you, as if he was fed up with your antics.
”um, i-, i was just wondering, you wanna hit the gym tomorrow with me?” you asked. kirishima was snickering next to him, obviously realizing what was going on here.
bakugo turned his head to you, a shocked look on his face. as if you had done something illegal, asking such things from him.
”huh?! why are you even asking that? of course not! i prefer going alone, you idiot!”
yup. why did you even like him?
you often also tried to sit with him at lunch and 'accidentally' have physical contact with him. today you had abandoned mina and you were glued to katsuki’s side in the cafeteria, your knees subtly touching. he was sitting at the edge of the bench, so he had nowhere to move.
”have you heard about a concept called personal space? why are you acting like that?” he asked through gritted teeth, those red eyes piercing through you.
”i can sit wherever i want” you said back and held your head high, not moving an inch.
he rolled his eyes. ”ugh. brat.”
kirishima was sharper than bakugo (not that it required much intelligence to notice your feelings for him) so he easily noticed the way you got flustered wherever you were near katsuki. the way you held back your smirk whenever his shirt raised to show a teasing amount of his abs, or the way you blushed every time katsuki said a word to you.
”have you really not noticed?” kirishima asked bakugo one night when they were alone in the common room.
”yes, i’ve noticed she’s gone insane or something. such a nuisance” bakugo hissed and crossed his arms, referring to the fact how much you had been clinging to him recently. kirishima laughed.
”no, idiot. she has a crush on you. are you seriously that blind?”
bakugo’s eyes widened and a grimace appeared on his lips.
”huh?!” he snapped, eyebrows furrowed.
”yup. dude, you’re so slow.”
after that conversation, bakugo looked at you differently. he started to reasses the situations and moments you two had had together, and he quickly understood that kirishima was right. there was no other possible explanation to the way how desperately you were acting around him.
since then, he had been a little, a little, nicer to you. he didn’t yell or snap at you anymore – if he was annoyed, he merely grumbled something under his breath and crossed his arms like a petulant child.
he started to notice you were actually quite… good looking. the way your eyes sparkled with something innocent, something sweet every time you looked at him. the way your outfits during practice always hugged your body perfectly, the way you were so determined to be the best hero out there.
after weeks with his conversation with kirishima, bakugo became the flustered one around you.
you were blunter and more straight forward now since you realized he was finally catching on. your flirty smirks and seductive words about his appearance and the subtle touches to his hair and face made him feel like a little boy who had no idea how to act around a girl.
bakugo found a new attribute about himself that he didn’t like that much – blushing. it was as if he blushed every time you spoke to him and he hated the way he felt so awkward and helpless with you smoothly flirting with him.
however, he also loved it. he was curious yet also a little scared to see where this would eventually lead.
❀ lmk if you're interested in a part two / small series
synopsis: a quiet night turns chaotic when familiar faces crash the scene. even so, his focus never strays far from you.
pairing: barou shoei x f!reader
⊹ ࣪ ˖ notes: bet you didn't expect this huh
barou shoei is many things. ruthless. driven. scary, if you ask his rivals. a walking monolith of muscle, pride, and simmering death threats.
but tonight, under the low hum of neon lights and the glow of a near-empty bowling alley, barou is something else entirely.
he’s yours.
he doesn’t say it out loud—he rarely does. but it’s in the way he drapes his hoodie over your shoulders without a word when he notices the goosebumps on your arms.
it's in how he holds your favorite drink in one hand and your bowling shoes in the other when he picks you up.
it’s in the way he adjusts the laces for you, silently tugging the knot snug and giving your ankle a once-over like you might trip and fall if he doesn’t.
he won't say you're fragile. he just acts like it.
“try not to gutter this one,” he says, sliding into the booth beside you, thigh knocking gently into yours. “I don’t wanna be seen next to someone with a zero score.”
you blink at him, deadpan. “you’re the one who said you liked bowling with me.”
“regret it every time,” he replies with a small quirk of his lips that betrays him.
you huff, tugging his hoodie tighter around yourself. it’s warm and smells like his body wash. the sleeves are far too long, and you hide your hands inside them as you nudge your shoulder against his.
“I think you like having me here so you can show off.”
barou snorts, turning to reach for a fry from the shared basket between you. “you think I need to try to show off?”
you grin, watching him dip the fry into your favorite sauce and hold it out to you without even glancing.
you take it with a quiet “thank you,” and he rumbles something under his breath that sounds suspiciously like “don’t talk with your mouth full.”
“you’re always such a gentleman, sho,” you tease.
his widen slightly, and he scoffs. but his ears are already turning red. “shut up.”
“did you remove the crust for your sisters today?”
he pauses.
“…you know they don’t like the crust,” he mutters, but the truth betrays him in his voice.
you giggle, leaning your head against his shoulder. “you’re so cute.”
barou catches your expression and glares. “wipe that look off your face.”
“hmmm, no.”
“oh? you wanna go?—"
the doors slam open like the start of an anime fight scene. you both turn.
“there he is! the king of strikes!”
bachira’s voice is unmistakable—sharp, excited, a little too loud for the dim neon-glow ambience of your peaceful date.
the door clatters shut behind him as three other familiar silhouettes shuffle in behind him: isagi, chigiri, and nagi.
“yo, barou!” isagi calls, already grinning as he spots the two of you huddled in your little corner lane.
barou groans under his breath. “no. no. no.”
you snort beside him, nestled in his hoodie. the sleeves cover your hands and the warmth still lingers in the soft fabric—it smells like citrus body wash and the quiet comfort of home.
you’re nursing a nearly-empty soda and stealing fries from the basket he brought over earlier. he’s been letting you have all the crispy ones without comment, which is how you know he’s in a good mood.
at least he was.
“found you, king!” bachira sings, practically skipping over the edge of the lane. his eyes dart to you immediately. “oh my god. she’s real?!”
“woah,” isagi breathes, catching up to him. “you weren’t joking.”
“I thought she was made up!” chigiri laughs, eyes dancing between you and barou. “like, ‘leave me out of it. I am taking my girl out.’ sure.”
“she’s wearing his hoodie,” nagi says bluntly, blinking down at you like you’re a rare species. “huh.”
“she is real,” bachira whispers, eyes wide. “and she’s so pretty.”
barou’s arm shifts. his body leans ever-so-slightly in front of you.
“leave,” he mutters lowly. “now.”
nagi tilts his head, taking in the cozy atmosphere, the empty plates, the half-finished drinks. “looks like a date.”
“it is a date,” barou snaps.
“bold of you to assume we'd leave you alone,” bachira grins.
“yeah, we came all this way,” nagi hums, flopping dramatically into the seat across from you. “you should share the vibes, king.”
you watch, amused, as they continue teasing. it's funny, really—how barou handles them. he growls and glowers, sure, but there's a quiet patience under it.
he doesn’t actually push them away. not yet. because no matter how loud they are, they’re still his people.
but the moment bachira leans forward and reaches toward the fries—
barou’s hand slams down.
right beside yours.
“touch it and die,” he says.
bachira’s fingers freeze mid-air.
chigiri slowly stands up straighter.
isagi lets out a soft whistle.
nagi, who was halfway through grabbing a fry of his own, just lets his hand drop.
barou turns to them now. his eyes are sharp, his jaw tight, and there’s that glint that he usually reserves for the field.
“if any of you say another word,” he says, enunciating with the calm of a man moments away from violence, “or come within five feet of her again—I'll make sure the next match we play ends with you crawling off the field. broken.”
the silence is instant.
you blink.
chigiri lets out a short laugh, like he’s trying to play it off, but even he looks slightly pale.
“noted,” isagi says quickly, hands raised in surrender.
“we’re gonna go…not die,” bachira nods, bouncing back to his feet.
“yeah,” nagi adds. “living sounds good.”
as they begin to retreat in a fumbling mess of backward steps and awkward coughs, bachira shoots one last grin over his shoulder.
“king wants alone time with his queen!” he teases, skipping away before barou can growl again.
“shut up!” your boyfriend snaps, watching them go like he’s calculating who he’ll crush first in their next scrimmage. then, slowly, his hand retracts from the table.
you glance up at him, and you can see the way his blush creeps in. it starts near the collar of his hoodie and travels upward like a fire he can’t control.
you lean in, smiling so hard it hurts. “you really scared them off.”
“they were pissing me off,” he mutters, eyes averted.
“they were teasing you.”
“don’t need them to ruin our time together. won't take it.”
you pause, taking a moment to look at his face. he looks so ticked off, downright pissed over moments wasted not with you.
so you reach up and press a soft kiss to his cheek. he flinches—not out of discomfort, but because he wasn’t ready. you see the way his pupils dilate, just for a second.
“you’re adorable,” you whisper.
“don’t call me that,” he says automatically.
“but you are.”
he scoffs, but when you snuggle into his side and nuzzle your head beneath his chin, he wraps both arms around you without hesitation.
his hands are warm, big, and steady as they hold you against his chest. you try to look up to say something, but he gently presses your face into his hoodie with a quiet grunt.
“don’t look,” he mutters.
“are you hiding your blush?”
“no.”
“you’re totally hiding your blush.”
“shut up,” he says, shoving your face closer as you laugh.
You had run into an old friend while grabbing coffee. He was always a little too flirty, but harmless. Unfortunately, katsuki saw the tail end of your conversation. The casual laugh you gave, the way the guy leaned in slightly, it was all it took to ignite the fuse.
When you got home, the silence hit harder than any explosion. Katsuki didn’t yell. He didn’t even glare. He just… ignored you.
"Hey, Katsuki," you said softly that evening, stepping into the kitchen where he stood rinsing dishes.
"What?" he said without looking at you in the eyes, it was very obvious that you did something that upset him to the point he is irritated by you.
You frowned. "Are you mad at me?"
Nothing.
He walked past you like air.
That night, you lay on opposite ends of the bed. You didn’t sleep much. He didn’t either.
By morning, you had enough. You cornered him by the hallway, tugging his shirt. "If you’re mad, talk to me. Don’t shut me out."
His jaw tightened. "Fuck.... It's nothing serious just..the other day I saw you giggling with that guy. Thought you were flirting with him." He huffed out.
Your eyes widened. "You thought I was flirting?"
He looked away.
"Katsuki, he’s just a friend. I didn’t even want to talk to him, he approached me and I was trying to be polite."
He stayed silent for a moment before muttering, "Looked like more."
You reached out, wrapping your arms around him. "Idiot. I only want you, i could never replace you with anyone else."
He finally looked down at you, eyes softer now, arms slowly wrapping around your waist.
"Yeah? Then don’t smile at other guys like that, dumbass."
You smiled softly and teased him a little bit "Jealousy doesn’t look good on you, Katsuki."
"Shut up." as he said with a taint of red appear on his chubby cheeks.
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