[takaholic]

Him lying prone on the bed, desperately humping his throbbing cock against the mattress, fists gripping the sheets, the tip of his tongue resting on his bottom lip, perhaps drooling a little bit as he pants and whines at the fantasy of lapping up your pussy

[becauseth3internet]

Sweet subby men who fuck you like their life depends on it

[cali]

this is how they used to have sex back when everyone was smooth down there and when metaphors weighed more than truth or logic

[scenareos]

Is it so wrong of me to believe men don’t deserve to get head

[sacred-portal]

[thoughtcascades]

i want to be touched like i’m something worth keeping

[sunday-bug]

[piixsuke]

18+ bf!katsuki bakugo wants to be you personal 'handy man'

"this what you did all day, hm?"

you whine - eyes rolling into the deepest part of your skull, as two of his slender fingers trace the precise arch etched into your spine. he buries his hands into the plush of your hips, dragging your body implausibly closer to his crazed, animalistic thrusts.

"workin'? bein' all self-reliant and shit? — oh, fuuuck" his hips brutally stuttered against the bare, jiggly flesh of your ass as the doughy, gummy texture of your walls, quivered all around him. "assembling shit that I should've built for you?" he snarls, sending his open palm straight into the smooth, pristine surface of the newly assembled vanity.

one of his massive hands sails over your unclothed body. his fingers roam freely over your flesh - trailing candid, intricate patterns all over you.

you gasp, slowly grinding your ass back into his pelvis, the moment he frames your throat in his hand. "mhm, my independent girl," he murmurs, fixating his crimson orbs over the frantic, almost desperate motions of your ass. "bein' fucked so good aaall over her hard fuckin' work" suddenly, he snaps. closing his fingers, in a barbaric hold, around your neck, he forces your torso away from the vanity - guiding your back straight into his chest. "but, it doesn't work like that now, does it?"

you're forced to look into the small, circular mirror. your bottom lip trapped beneath the weight of your teeth, as his scarred hand slowly dips in between your parted thighs.

"you call me," his middle and ring finger feebly move onto your swollen nub - drawing faint, almost torpid circles all over your clit. "from now on, you fuckin' call me" he drawls, emphasising every word with a wicked, cruel drag of his hips. "you rely on me — fuuck, 'cause I got you, baby — shit, allow me to be your goddam man, yeah?"

heat coils like venomous flames in your stomach. you eyes slam shut, as the real meaning concealed behind his words merge into the massive weight of his thrusts.

"need to hear you," he practically whines, hiding his reddening face into the crook of your neck. "say it back to me. say you'll let me in — nngh! — say you'll need me — fuckfuck, just say it, baby"

[eikyuuni]

katsuki bakugo ᭝ mdni ᭝ ᨳଓ breast/nipple play, dirty talk

"you're so fuckin' needy, huh?"

katsuki's voice is rough against your neck as he sits back on the couch—legs spread, hands gripping your hips, your bare thighs straddling his lap. he's warm, solid beneath you, and you're already panting, skin flushed, shirt shoved up and bunched just beneath your collarbones.

"sat on my lap like this," he mutters, dragging his thumb along your waist. "fuckin' squirming already."

"i'm not—" you start, breath hitching. but the second his lips close around your nipple, all that defiance dies on your tongue.

you whine. high-pitched. fingers flying into his hair.

he groans in response—a deep, possessive sound vibrating right against your chest—and sucks harder, tongue flicking, lips pulling, his hands gripping your waist.

"yeah," he pants between kisses. "gimme me those sounds."

your back arches, pressing you closer, and his mouth welcomes the pressure. your fingers tangle tighter in his hair—dragging, tugging—and he grunts again, switching sides without a word.

he mouths at your other nipple, his tongue tracing circles. sucking soft, then hard, until your thighs twitch around his hips and your voice breaks on another sweet little ah— hah— katsuki—

"fuckin' hell," he breathes, pulling back just enough to look at the spit-slicked mess he's left across your tits. "you make the prettiest fuckin' sounds while i do this."

he leans forward and sucks again, alternating between. licking and sucking, messy and devoted, until your whole body is moving in his lap.

squirming... grinding... begging.

your voice comes out more desperate. whines, gasps, incoherent little words and noises that make his cock twitch under you—obvious now, thick and hard, pressing up between your thighs.

he doesn't need to talk because his mouth is too busy, glued to your chest, completely addicted to the way you're falling apart just from his tongue and lips.

your hands clutch his hair tighter as his teeth scrape just slightly, and he growls at the sting.

"oh yeah, that drive you crazy?" he mutters against your skin. "wanna fuckin' cry just from me sucking your tits, huh?"

"y-yeah," you breathe, voice breaking again.

"good. sit pretty. i ain't done."

because katsuki lives for this.

for the weight of you on top of him, your thighs shaking, your chest flushed and heaving, your skin slick with his spit, your shirt bunched and forgotten... and your mouth open, head tilted back—making all those desperate little noises just for him.

just from his mouth. just from his tongue. just from the way he worships you.

a/n a repost from my old/inactive blog yuunisvault so if it looks familiar, that's why! ♡ likes & reblogs are much appreciated! | mha masterlist

[lunebrew]

sighs wistfully and forlornly and woefully and

[chillyfemme]

nonchalance turns me off so badly. give me obsession on the brink of depravity or give me nothing

[makingimages]

[loveletters2myself]

[dogpuppy]

[carbonfiction]

frank would kiss it thru the panties mhm mhm

Oh dear anonnn you are SO fucking right!!! This is the biggest of frank things!!

It doesn't matter how it starts- slow touches and stripping eachother bare or frantic feelings and half dressed desperation. Frank is always taking that extra moment to endulge. To let you envelop his senses.

It doesnt matter how quick or slow the mood is, frank is resting down between your legs and grinning at you. Cooing and looking so.. Adoringly. Theres no shame that can come with the way he looks at you.

"Soakin through the fabric honey.. Want it that bad huh?"

"Know you're so pretty down here sweetheart?"

"Swear you're tryin to kill me with these pretty panties angel"

"Oh my poor girls all needy aint she.. Drippin into the fabric. I know.. Droolin for me as much as i am her ya know that?"

All said while his palm offers the lightest of presure as it rests on your mound. Franks lips gently pecking and laping at the fabric just barley covering your slit. Taking his time trailing over the damp spot with careful sucks until hes at your clit. The taste of you on his tongue from the slick hes pulled from you. Yet the friction isnt quite enough, teasing in intension, as he finally envelopes the covered bud into his mouth, further soaking your panties.

Infact, he'll play and spit at your covered center until the fabric rests totally soaked and your squirming. Begging and pleading in that soft tone, desperate to feel the press of his face bare against you, to feel the perfect lap of his tongue.

Between your legs is Franks favorite place to be and he always has the time, energy and enthusiasm to show it.

[rose98000]

i’m sick

[lolnothankyouplease]

And speaking more on the cockwarming bc whoever said that was out to get me

he would also love the teasing of it, knowing that he was nudging himself deeper as you opened up but tutting and shushing you to go back to sleep as if he’s not about to start begging too URGH

18+, MDNI

ugh yeah because he really just wants to be close to you, but he can’t help himself. when he gets deeper inside you he’s gotta just hush you and maybe stick some fingers in your mouth to keep you quiet because the more noise you make, the thinner the thread he’s holding on by becomes.

he’s probably leaking like a faucet too, filling you up without even trying. then he might rock his hips for just a second and when you protest and try to point out that he’s driving you insane, he just shakes his head and tells you he’s “not doing anything”.

fuck, maybe he decides to play with your nipples a little just to see how much he can get you to tighten around him. it’s a lot. he tells you so, murmuring “so soft” “so warm” “gripping my cock so tight” and “keeping me so warm, baby”.

when you inevitably rock back on his cock he lets you use him like a toy, fucking yourself silly until you’re coming and finally settle. then he’s probably just a little condescending like “my baby just needed to come - can lay still and keep my cock warm now?” which, of course, makes you clench around him again.

eventually, clark gives in and rocks into you deep but slow, letting you feel every drag of his cock against your walls. he comes inside you and buries himself back in your warmth “just for a minute” he says, but you know he would stay inside you forever if he could.