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you’re stretched across connie’s lap like you belong there, legs draped over the arm of the couch while your phone glows in your hand. the tv is on but he isn’t really watching the game. he’s watching you. his hand rests on your thigh, thumb moving back and forth in an absent rhythm. he studies the curl of your lashes, the way your lip juts just a little when you’re focused, and the shine of your gloss that smudges on the straw of your drink.
connie notices everything. he always does. when he leans closer and tilts your chin just a little, his eyes linger before he even speaks. “your lashes thinnin’ out, mami. time for a refill.” his voice is quiet, not teasing. it’s the same way he always says things when it comes to you—matter of fact, like he’s just reminding you of something you forgot.
you laugh under your breath, though the sound is soft and pleased. he always catches the small things. you can miss your own reflection in the mirror but connie never does. if your nails are chipped, he notices. if your hair needs a touch up, he points it out. not because he’s critical but because he likes keeping you polished. he likes knowing you’re his spoiled girl even if no one calls it that out loud.
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Contrary to belief Bakugo isn’t a huge hot headed asshole lmao, he’s a silly non chalant guy.
Well he is as a boyfriend.
He engages in your silly pranks and yappathons all day while also just sitting down and listening.
Laying down on your bed with his eyes going from your tv screen back to you pacing back and fourth about stuff that annoyed you all day—
“Like what do you mean people are trying to NORMALIZE CHEATING?? You know (insert name of a person you don’t like) fucking said that all relationships are pointless, because it’s only a manner of time before I get bored and fuck somebody else?”
“They’re fucking stupid.”
“I KNOW!!”
He doesn’t yell at you, he of course has his passive aggressiveness still, but he never showed any anger. His face constantly looking relaxed around you.
Sometimes he even has his moments of yapping and you sit and listen.
“Stupid ass fan tried to kiss me, but I GOT THE HEAT FOR IT WHEN I PUSHED HER DOWN. I thought no means fucking no in this stupid ass country why can’t people respect that shit.”
“You want me to find her and beat her ass. Because I can.”
He laughed, genuinely considering, “Nah. Save that for a fan that tries to kiss either of us. I think her falling on her ass was enough.”
You kinda turn off your brain around him. Acting careless and having your guard down while you are in public, because you know Bakugo will protect you. He knows this and doesn’t mind at all, he just watches you as you twirl and prance around the sidewalk yapping about whatever and still is able to recite every VOWEL you said back to you if you feel if he’s not listening.
You were his favorite person to just watch. Is it a bit obsessive how much he enjoys you being yourself and just simply living? maybe. who cares though you’re all his to admire.
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Warnings: smut, dilf bakugo, milf reader, afab reader, black coded! reader, mutual pining, baby mentioned, breast feeding mentioned, unprotected sex, creampie, lactation kink, pet name usage (ex. baby, mama, papa), excuse any mistakes, MDNI!
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Babydaddy!Bakugo who's stopping by to pick up his son Katsumi from your place. He scans the vicinity, still as quiet as usual but he does notice someone’s finally moved into the townhouse adjacent to yours.
He’s not sure if it’s a man or woman, and he’s not comfortable with it, especially since it’s just you and ‘Sumi here. He made a note to get someone at the agency to check them out.
He’s standing there for about a minute until you’re opening up the door with the baby attached to your tit in a tight fitting sun dress, just begging him to run his hands all over you. He’s undressing you with his eyes, not that the dress leaves anything to imagine anyway.
“Come on so you don’t let any flies in. He was fussing real bad so l'm feeding him, I'll be done in a second."
He just nods, it's all he can do as he stares, mesmerized. He doesn’t mind anyway, he isn’t in any kind of rush.
It never gets old—seeing you be a mommy. Seeing you care for the beautiful being the two of you created. Makes him fall in love with you all over again. It’s also a bonus being able to call you a milf.
He hands you a vanilla parfait from the cafe he gets his coffee from, remembers you used to love them before ‘Sumi, hopes you still do.
“Thank you.”
You didn’t have much of an appetite, taste testing your different dishes in the midst of preparing Sunday dinner has you a little full so you opt for picking the fruit off your parfait.
“No problem, you’re running a dairy farm over here, gotta keep ya fed.” “Are you calling me a cow?”
“I’m not wrong.”
Your kid has one breast occupied, the other is stuffed in the electric pump. You’re not sure if you’ve gotten used to being ‘milked’ as Katsuki usually calls it, but it certainly feels better than letting the milk swell inside.
It’s safe to say you got this parenting thing down fairly quickly, or at least it seemed like you did. Time moved fast, your baby nearing six months already. He doesn't see much of you anymore, just those days when it's time for him to get the little brat or drop him back off.
He's not sure how things got the way they were—seems like just yesterday you were about to be his wife and now, things were just complicated. The two of you were high school sweethearts, first everything’s, now well into your late twenties with a baby. There was no infidelity involved in the split, just a matter of you two not seeing eye to eye, butting heads far too often for comfort. He admits it’s his fault, but he truly meant no harm, just wanted to protect his family.
But, he still loves the hell out of you. Hopes you still love him too. And even if you don't, he'll still love you. You gave him his child, after all.
That little boy is his pride and joy. He's the cutest thing he's ever laid eyes on, a chunky little nugget with rolls everywhere and now he has a double chin. Obviously didn’t miss any meals.
Katsumi's the perfect mix of the two of you. His complexion has settled as the months passed by, darkening to a deep golden tan, a head full of thick curly hair and of course his daddy's angry red eyes and ever present scowl. He looks like a mean little shit just like his daddy did at his age, except he's literally the sweetest baby, always ready to show those two little teeth in a big smile.
He can't believe he helped create something so precious and most of all he can't believe he created him with you.
“You haven't been sleeping much lately, I can tell."
Time apart didn’t change much, you still knew him like the back of your hand and vice versa.
Babydaddy!Bakugo finds himself seated in one of your bar stools, looking around at your home.
It looks like you’re almost done decorating, and you actually did get that dumb couch you’d been raving about. He takes in the shades of green and cream, the earthy tones accented in, the plants, fluorescent lighting, it’s all so you.
He loves it. Wishes he lived in it with you. Fuck he missed you so bad.
"Schedule change. I work a week on-week off now." Truth is, he hasn’t had a good rest since you left, on top of his new crazy ass schedule he’d be lucky if he got three consecutive hours of sleep a night. And some nights when he had ‘Sumi, he had to forgo sleep completely.
“Damn, that’s a lot. It’s not too much for you? What if you’re too tired for ‘Sumi, he’s rolling over and shit now so you really gotta watch him.”
“Yeah yeah, I’ve been a baby y/n, I know what babies do.”
“Don’t piss me off, that’s not even the same thing.” You take a jab at the side of his head with your finger. “I’m just saying, he’s real active now, I catch him trying to do backflips off the bed at least ten times a day.”
You feel his sucking on your breast slowing, signs that he’s done with his feeding.
“I hear ya, y/n. I‘m not gonna let him crack his skull open on my watch.”
“Good, best daddy ever.” You roll your eyes playfully but you mean your words wholeheartedly. Regardless of the situation between you two, Katsuki was so helpful and supportive now that ‘Sumi was actually here, and he made this co-parenting thing so much easier than you thought it’d be.
Katsumi pulls away from you, easing his head away until your nipple is no longer in his mouth. He hears Katsuki but he can’t see him, tossing his head back and moving it side to side until he finally lays eyes on his daddy.
One of his tiny hands is clinging to the thin strap of your dress while the other makes grabbies at Katsuki.
“You wanna come to Papa?” He asks, the big grin on his face is so precious.
Bakugo washes his hands with cold water, drying them off before he gently grabs him from you, laying him over his shoulder to burp him. He catches the little bit he spit up with the bib, and hands it to you to swap for a clean one.
He sits Katsumi on the counter, pretending to punch him with his own little fists and it sends him into a fit of giggles and screams.
"You got anything going on today?" You’re leaned against the counter, just watching the two of them. It brings a smile to your face, one you quickly drop before he could realize it cause it almost feels wrong to enjoy it.
"Nah, mom wants to see em' so we're gonna head over. That's all though, you?"
“Nothing today, but I’m going clothes shopping for ‘Sumi soon, tomorrow or Tuesday.”
“Yeah? Already?”
You nod your head as you lift the lids on your pots, stirring one more time before turning the burners off.
“Yeah, I didn’t think he’d be growing out of all his stuff so damn soon. I was thinking we could pick out some of the neutral stuff for Denki and Jirou. Donate the rest to the hospital.”
Now that he’s really looking at it, the onesie is a little tighter around his thighs. His baby boy is growing so fast it almost brings tears to his eyes. Soon enough he’ll be crawling, then walking and then college—he couldn’t even fathom the thought of his little nugget going to college!
He disregards his manic thoughts when he hears your voice again. “Maybe we can go together..you can hold the bags like you used to…if you want to, and if you have time, of course.”
“Of course I do, I’ll make time.”
You’re shocked at his enthusiasm because this couldn’t be the same man who’d ‘rather take a slug from Kirishima than get stuck shopping with you.’
But who could blame him, coming home to an empty house for the past couple of months had him going damn near insane. He was craving any kind of contact with you.
Babydaddy!Bakugo who just can't resist your cooking, especially when it meant being in your presence even longer than usual. Now standing at your kitchen island eating the hefty plate you made him, watching you wrap the ones you’re giving him to go for him and his parents. Next you’re tidying up the area and putting the rest of the food up in tupperware bowls.
He's stalking your every move, watching you like a hawk. Like prey. And don't think for one second that he doesn't notice the way your dress gets stuck in between the cheeks of your ass when you bend down to put your clean pots and pans in the cabinet.
He thinks you’re teasing, bets you’re not even wearing panties. Maybe you're innocent, but either way he takes the bait, pressing his crotch against your ass while you’re still bent.
“Katsuki.” You try to keep your voice stern but it doesn’t phase the crimson eyed devil behind you.
“Y/N.” He says your name back just as serious, but you can hear it, the lust oozing from his tongue. It sends chills down your entire being as he rubs up against you, and god you hate being so weak.
Babydaddy!Bakugo who should've only been there to pick up his kid, but instead has you in his lap, palms planted on the round globes of your ass while you’re bouncing on his cock like your life depended on it.
It’s hard to keep a steady pace when he’s lifting you and dropping you back down so hard and fast. You're forced to bite your lip to keep your moans at bay, your son just a few feet away, sleeping in his swing.
“Kid can sleep through an earthquake, lemme hear that pretty voice."
Babydaddy!Bakugo who's still the hot headed idiot he's always been, is only gonna tell you one time. Gives you about a minute or so before he's holding you taut, bucking his hips up into you with the meanest, most devilish grin on his face.
Now you're whining and moaning like an absolute slut.
It makes his dick throb and his balls tighten, pussy clenching around him like a vice.
"Fuck, I miss hearing those sexy sounds."
He's licking and sucking on your nipple, squeezing and kneading until he's tasting that sweet liquid gold coating his taste buds.
"St-stopppp." You're whining and pushing at his head, doing nothing but egging him on. “You're wasting it."
"Nah, Papa's gonna drink it all up." He’s holding you tight, licking at the white beads that dribble from your nipple and fucking up into you so good you start to see spots of white in your vision. He feels the way you go rigid in his arms, the first syllable of his name stuck in your throat, and he knows you’re cumming for him. He doesn’t stop—his strong hips keep bouncing your stiffened figure like you weigh nothing, fucking you through your first orgasm.
Your pussy leaves him coated in your milky white cream, still dribbling onto his lap when he lifts you off.
“Made a mess of me.”
You’re nodding like he asked you a question, it makes him chuckle. “I’m sorry.”
He surely doesn’t mind, especially not with the way he swipes his two fingers through the folds of your cunt, gathering more of that creamy wetness on his hand to stroke at his cock. The loud squelch of his hand rubbing up and down, using it like a lubricant and coating himself in your essence, your scent. It all should’ve been disgusting. Lewd and indecent.
Except it wasn’t.
If anything it turned you on more, an indirect laying of claim, reminding you that he was still yours. God knows you shouldn’t be having those kind of thoughts, not until you two have reached a common ground, but Katsuki knew every which way to push your buttons.
He’s got you on your back now, panting like a dog as he drills your cunt with remnants of your milk trailing down the bottom of his chin.
A hand between your thighs and thumb strumming at your clit while he fucked you had you in a trance. Eyes rolled into the back of your head and your plump bottom lip pulled tightly between your lips. The sheer force and friction of every thrust has your bonnet slipping and sliding until the luscious jet black locks of your wig are free. Fuck it’s so long and pretty and you look like a fucking goddess underneath him. He wishes he could have you like this all day, everyday.
He's not letting up, both of those big hands of his now palming at the back of your thighs as he pushes them flat against the couch, pounding you to oblivion, digging you out like this might be the last time. You pray it's not the last time. You also pray your couch comes clean, he's got your pussy gushing, dripping all over your sage colored cushions.
Katsuki sees your eyes trailing over to Katsumi, the swing is still going, you wonder how long he set the timer for.
"Eyes on me baby, he's good. I promise."
He is. Mouth slightly open and he’s snoring a little, still sleeping like the little cherub he is while his daddy bullies your cunt, fucking you like he hates your guts.
"Just focus on me." He's peppering kisses all over you in between his speaking. "I know you miss me fucking you. Tell me how much you miss this dick."
It's been almost five months since you've been fucked like this, or fucked at all for that matter.
"So so much! Miss you so much papa." You’re pulling his face down towards yours, pressing your lips together, legs wrapped around his waist. This scene probably resembles the one that got you pregnant in the first place.
"Yeah? Talk to me, mama.” He hopes you mean it. Prays it isn't just cock-drunk babbling cus he misses you too. So fucking much.
"Yeahh.” Your brows are scrunched together as you nod furiously. “I haven't fucked nobody else. This pussy's still yours baby."
God he misses you like this, so cock-drunk and cute.
He leans in to kiss you again, tongues fighting for dominance against each other’s. “Haven’t fucked anybody either. This dick is always gonna be yours baby.”
He feels you clenching around him and that’s all the confirmation he needs as he shoots his seed deep in your pussy.
The both of you lie there together, there’s no telling how many minutes have gone by—just skin to skin basking in the afterglow of eachother until Katsumi let’s out a yelp that startles the both of you, whining a little as his swing comes to a stop. He’s stretching his tiny arms and smacking his lips, both signs of a great nap, making those weird baby noises.
Katsuki smirks to himself. He knows his kid like the back of his hand and wants to hit you with a big, fat ‘I told you so’ for doubting him. Instead, plants a kiss on the side of your face before he gets up.
Babydaddy!Bakugo who has you blinking back tears as you stare at his retreating form exiting the threshold of your home.
“Be safe.” You call out just before the door closes. It’s always bittersweet every single time, watching the two of them leave, praying they both returned to you safely. It makes you yearn to have your family back. Back under the same roof, and back to the way things used to be.
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