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bakugo x black!fem!reader • nsfw • this was def inspired by @sleepy-moons and @whoneedssubtitles <3
let's talk about bakugo on wash day––
honestly, when he wants to be (which is like whenever he's not too injured,, and even then you basically have to physically restrain him to stay put,) he'll be the biggest help on wash day.
he'll put on your favorite show or your favorite songs in a queue while he has you sit between his legs on the floor (on a cushion, of course) while he sits on the couch, sectioning your hair to detangle it before you wash it.
he did his own research when you started dating on how to take care of your hair and honestly it almost seems as like he cares more than you do, whoops–
he's extremely gentle, like more than you thought humanly possible and he physically cringes when he sees the way you have to wrestle with your hair sometimes, taking over immediately, snatching the comb or whatever out of your hands with a snarky but clearly concerned (in his own way,) "tch, give me that before you rip your hair out."
when it comes to actually washing your hair, he likes to help with that too. he'll hold your head or neck while you tilt your head back under the shower, making sure you don't strain anything or get any cramps, swiping the shampoo away from your forehead before it makes it's way into your eyes. his touch is loving and gentle but firm when it needs to be.
but there are some days where you can just tell he's going to be an absolute menace––
his trail is hot on yours as you step into the shower, and you turn with a raised brow as you take note of the glint in his eyes and the smirk on his face.
"can i help you?" you narrow your eyes and he just tilts his head up cockily as he looks down at you.
"i think we can both help each other, sweetheart."
he can be such a tease when he wants to be, letting his hands slide up from your hips, grazing your nipples as they come around your front to come together around your throat, just for him to lock eyes with you and give you a painfully slow kiss that neither of you want to break away from.
there's just something about seeing you all shiny and wet while the shampoo slides down your body, tracing your figure before it slips through your lower lips and cheeks. it has him going feral.
"you need to control yourself, katsu." you scold him jokingly and he just licks his lips.
"with you looking like all that right in front of me, fat fucking chance."
you can't help but laugh, your hair is in messy twists (they didn't need to be perfect just keep your hair detangled) and in your opinion you just don't look your best right now, so you can't take him seriously. there's just something about the way you look when you're doing your natural hair that throws you off, "you're kidding–"
but he rarely lets you voice that, you don't need to speak it into existence in his opinion. "do i look like i'm fucking joking, baby?"
you look into his eyes and you can see the pure, unfiltered desire in them as he steps closer to you and you bite your lip, suddenly starting to feel yourself. there's just something about the way katsuki looks at you that makes you confident (he knows and he fucking loves it).
you keep watching him with lidded eyes as your hands run through your hair to wash the shampoo out and his eyes follow a line of the white bubbles as they slide down between your breasts, down your stomach and finally past your puff of curly hair down to your slit.
he takes in a sharp breath and barely shakes his head almost in disbelief. he has no idea how he managed to hold himself back for this long. not when you look like that. you're practically shining in front of him, every part of you is practically inviting, calling for his touch.
you're needy for sure and you can feel the heat between your thighs and you hate to admit it but the way the water slid down your slit definitely did not help you calm yourself down.
you bit your lip sheepishly, watching him cheekily as you change your stance, putting your legs together. "maybe i should close these––"
"uh uh," he shakes his head, "your legs should never be closed around me, you know that."
you roll your eyes but you definitely feel a throb between your legs and it's almost like a sixth sense for katsuki.
"you wet, baby?" his voice is husky and deep and it makes your thighs squeeze together on their own accord.
you don't answer him and his smirk widens into a grin. he places his hands on your waist and bends down, keeping his eyes on yours as he licks your nipple and wraps his lips around it before sucking, letting his eyes flutter shut for a moment when your mouth drops open from pleasure, letting out a quiet moan.
his hands slide up to squeeze your breasts and you arch into his touch as a reflex, making him let out a breathless chuckle against you. "these fuckin' tits, baby. can never get enough of them. they're just begging for me to put my mouth on em."
he stares you down as he sloppily licks and sucks your nipples, letting his teeth graze them gently. "you know, i really wanna put my mouth somewhere else, though."
it took you longer than you'd like to admit but you lightly push him back with one hand and smile cheekily when he practically growls but still moves away immediately, respecting your wishes. "i need to do my hair, babe."
he shrugs but stands still as his eyes trail over your body. "i won't get in your way. i'm sure you're pussy's dripping for me, just aching for me to lick it."
you shake your head, willing your hands to keep washing your hair. "stay back, you heathen."
"oh i'm a heathen now?" he licks his teeth, watching you like you're his prey, "then you're definitely fucking wet."
he tries his best to persuade you to just spread your legs for him, even offering to bounce you on his cock himself––"you won't have to do any work baby, i'll take good care of you."
but you stand your ground, not wanting your hair to take longer than it has to––it gets real draining.
"we'll do that later when we're out of the shower."
he raises a brow, "there's no point if we're just going to be back here three hours later to clean up."
you laughed, "three hours?"
he tilts his head and you can tell he didn't like the insinuation behind your laugh, the questioning of how long he can last and please you for. "fuck you laughing for?"
you smiled and shook your head, "nothing baby," leaning forward and up on your tiptoes to give him a kiss which he gladly accepted, bringing you in closer by your waist.
"that's what i thought." he calms down but the look in his eyes is still barely contained lust and you sigh playfully.
"how about i turn around?" you face the water, "is that better?"
his eyes trail down your body and he groans, "jesus fucking––no it's not better, you brat. you know damn well."
you laugh and turn back around, shrugging. "just trying to help."
eventually you convince him to lay off a bit since he knows how stubborn you are, even if you're needy, you love to tease him. so he decides to help you wash the conditioner out of your hair to speed up the process. he just wants to fuck his girl good.
his fingers are gentle as they massage your scalp you let your eyes shut "oh god, that feels really good baby." you can feel him glaring at you behind your closed eyes and you can't help but laugh, digging an even deeper hole for yourself. it'd all work out in your favor in the end. "mm, you're so good with your hands, katsu."
he stays silent while you tease him and part of you finds that curious, but you don't question it.
you're completely lost in his touch a few minutes later when he leans in and traces his nose along your jaw before whispering in your ear. "hey princess, your hair's done."
before you can even respond, your eyes fly open as he flips you around, your hands immediately finding the wall in front of you as he spreads your legs and leans over you, biting your shoulder softly.
his left hand squeezes your waist, his other slapping your ass before he grabs his cock and groans as he slides it along your slit, rocking his hips along with yours. "f––fuck baby, you're killing me." it doesn't last long before he's needy for more.
"need to slide in this pussy, can't take it anymore."
and when he does slide in, you both let out a chorus of moans as you grind into each other, desperate to feel each other.
"such a tight fucking pussy, so wet too," you feel him grin against your shoulder, "knew you wanted me just as bad."
you smile and tilt your head back to look at him, throwing his words back at him. "how could i not, when you look like that?"
his eyes grow a shade darker and he slides a hand up your front to grab your throat and smash his lips against yours while pounding you harder, the sound of his hips slapping against your ass echoing through the bathroom, your moans and his groans muffled in each other's lips.
his other hand slides to your stomach and presses down, heating up slightly, making you whimper. "you feel me there baby?"
you whine and nod your head and he smiles into the kiss, cocky as ever. "yeah you fuckin' do."
and when his hand slides back down, this time resting between your thighs to rub and pinch at your clit, his hold on you tightens as you jolt and squeeze around his cock, your high hitting you before you know it.
you cum over and over again, bakugo joining you on the third climax, groaning as he pounds into you brutally, filling you with his cum.
but when his hands find their way to your breasts, pinching and squeezing your nipples, his cock still hard inside you, you know you have a long day ahead of you.
so yeah...wash day with bakugo is a time, to say the least.
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