An Explosive Blonde, a Red Haired Riot, and a Little Witch
KiriBaku x Reader
(Kirishima x Bakugo x Reader)
Series masterlist First chapter
CW- May contain smut, not for sure yet but if it does it will be easily skippable I promise. Language (Bakugo and his mouth 😪), violence (It’s MHA, nobody knows joy), death threats/ jokes (again, Bakugo), may be more depending on the chapter
Authors Note- It is an Fem/AFAB reader, although I originally wanted to make it GN for ✨inclusitivity✨, but it just wasn’t working 😭😭😭. So here is my apology to all you gender neutral, queer gender, male, ect readers 😪. Also, I will be referring to it as Little Witch Project? IDK, unless y'all come up with something better. As always, remember to have a good day and take care of yourself, Lovelies. You are important and you matter more then you may ever know 💙
Preview
Bakugo Katsuki and you were best friends for as long as you could remember, thick as thieves as the people say. The two of you had always had the dream of going to UA and becoming heroes together. And it is there that you meet the ray of sun and manly joy that is Kirishima Eijiro.
But what happens when you and Katsuki, who have been dating for over a year, slowly fall in love with this red haired delight. Figuring out relationships between two people is hard enough, but add a third and it feels almost impossible to navigate. To make matters worse, villains keep attacking your class at every step, which seems to be one of the many rising problems in this hero society.
Will you be able to make things work? Will Eijiro reciprocate your feelings? Will you be able to navigate the difficulties that come with being in love with not one but two of your closest friends? And most importantly, will you even be able to survive in this ever growing battle between good and evil?
Reader’s quirk- Enchant
When saying or singing something that has rhythm and rhyme you can control objects and make them do whatever you are telling them to do. Can also work on animals and weaker willed humans, although you are still mastering it on other humans and creatures. It can cause you to get sore throats and headaches from all the talking or singing you have to do.
When it is a near rhyme rather than an actual rhyme the effect will be weakened. So if you are attempting to put a magnetic pull onto an object, the radius will be 5 meters vs the 10 it could be if it rhymes perfectly. It could also have the same effect of a monkey’s paw wish. So if you enchant a phone to never run out of battery, it will begin to run off of another energy source, making the battery useless.
Words/chants must be repeated over and over for the spell to last, and it can last so long as you are voicing the rhyme. Also, because singing is better on voice- you might often use that for long battles/ uses. Additionally, when reader sings it strengthens the effect of quirk rather than just chanting it. So if you sing a near rhyme, it may cancel out the effects of it not being a perfect rhyme.
tags: wholesome & silly, fluff, tsundere!bakugou, katsuki secretly crushing on reader, katsuki doesn't know about your quirk, reveal
katsuki seemed like the type of guy who would just say out loud what he thinks, but only you knew that this wasn't the case
he would often deny he had feelings for you, even call you names to let people think he hated you
but you could read his mind – something he wasn't aware of when he first fell in love with you – and you knew the truth
you knew that everytime katsuki pinched your cheeks and called you an ugly hamster, he was only thinking about how cute you looked up close
he was melting just by touching your soft cheek and being this close to you
you didn't tell him about your quirk for the longest time, always waiting for the right moment to reveal to him that you had been able to read his mind all along
and when mina invited you one day to hang out with her, katsuki and the other boys, it seemed like the day of the reveal had come
mina was the one who let it slip what your quirk was, when denki asked her about it
and katsuki of course overheard it, given he stood right next to the two of them
immediately, he started to panic!
all those times he thought about how cute you looked, how nervous he was about being close to you, how in love he was with you – you knew about them!
when his head whiped to the side, staring at you in shock, he found you already looking at him, with a sly smirk on your lips
you knew! you were reading his thoughts in this very moment and he was trying so hard to think of anything except you!
it didn't take long for the boys to notice the panicking katsuki, his face red as his bit down on his bottom lip frustrated
sero was the one who put the pieces together first, turning to you and grinning amused
"was bakugou thinking of anything embarrassing right now, y/n~?" he asked
you just locked eyes with katsuki, grinning at the boy before turning back to sero
Warnings: unprotected sex, implied! age gap (like she's in her second year of school and he's about to graduate), stalking mention, panty stealing, masturbation, enabling, tw: dubcon, tw: noncon, tw: stepcest, tw: voyeurism, he fucks your best friend, mitsuki knows everything..
Authors note : i haven't finished mha so if he's ooc it's literally because all i've done is read smut about him lmaoo .. also this is half ass edited, as per usual <333 have fun reading this lmaooo
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Your life had been going smooth up to this point. Though your parents finally divorced fully last summer after 3 long years of fighting, things this year seemed to have been looking up for you. You've received a nice scholarship for your art school that paid 2 years of tuition full, you and your father moved into a nice house that had way more room than needed and you finally got your own art room. Fully yours with the closet down to the floorboards. You could never have been more happy in your previous years of living, so necessarily, you were not wrong in going out to celebrate tonight with your friends.
Noise canceling headphones against your ears as your fingers soaked in the dirty dish water below, humming along to your music a slight sway as you moved around the sink. You had a couple of hours before your second year graduation party and the couple of chores you had to do was not going to get in the way of your plans tonight. As you finished rinsing the last dish you heard the front door close indicating your dad was home. The excitement in your veins grew, the anticipation of tonight coursing through your veins and releasing almost too much dopamine compared to these last few years. You turned off your headphones and were met face to face with your dad, startling you a bit.
"Awe, sorry. I was going to get your attention-"
"Oh don't worry it's fine." You cut him off. "I was actually about to tell you about the graduation party, and probably a couple of other things.. such as finishing my laundry?" You mused and he just chuckled nervously for a second, and then took a brief moment to think before he said his next sentence.
"..We can see about that, and, if it's alright, I actually have something to talk to you about first- I mean show you!- first..." He trailed off nervously, at this moment you could just feel the excitement leaving your veins as he turned around and started walking to the living room muttering something on 'here this goes' as he kept going. When you followed him you were greeted with two new faces and auburn eyes now burning along into yours along with your semi-worried father. "T-This is that lady i've been talking to... I wanted to make it official, I'm sorry for-..." He trailed on but you were no longer paying attention to him but more at the blonde boy who's eyes bore into yours and his mother, who was paying attention to your father with adoring eyes. There was little worry from her but this boy reeked of trouble. His mother got up and interrupted him, putting your stuttering father to a halt and bringing your attention back to her.
"What he means is, we're ready to be apart of your family!" She mused giving a reassuring squeeze and kiss to your father. "Right Katsuki?" She giggled, too focused on the little honeymoon phase happening between herself and your father to even notice the mischievous nod towards you. You slightly cringed in disgust as his eyes trailed up and down your form, amused.
"A-Anyways!" Your dad said snapping out of his trance. "Help him take up his stuff please." He said before grabbing her stuff and heading up to the room, snapped back in his little love trance. She giggled again before coming to you. "My name's Bakugo Mitsuki, and my sweet devil spawn is Bakugo Katsuki and I heard about your grad party! I'm willing to do your laundry once i'm done unpacking if you'd like. " She trailed off walking behind your father, leaving you alone with Katsuki. Both of you eyeing each other slightly before you muttered a small. 'i'll show you to your room.." and picked up 2 of his bags out of the 8 that lie there. Walking upstairs with him on your tail you showed him to the extra room. You felt his glare on your back as you were opening the door and placing the bags next to the bed.
"This is your room." You stated walking past him and to your room door. Pointing at the bathroom door and the necessities in the nearby closet and then going back to your room yet of course when you turned around he has your art room open.
"What about this room?"
"That's my art room-" You tried going past him, and grabbing the door but he laughed at your attempt with a smug;
"I want this room instead."
You almost had a small asthma attack from the audacity of this man. Before you could even say anything to object he was already going in to grab the paint off the shelves.
"Now wait a damn minute." You argued grabbing him from your shelf and shoving him out of the room. "This room has paint everywhere! A- And it's already owned, by me-" You cut him off trying to push the paint back. Though you were taller than him by a sliver, his body could stretch more than yours, his athletic form easily overpowering yours.
"So you have a room." He stated nonchalantly.
"Okay? And, what does that have to do with anything? My art room is like my study, you can't have it just because I have another room."
There was a pause. Not a good one though as he just looked back at you... like you were dumb. His smug face painting annoyed
"But... you can use the other room as a study."
"The other room won't fit the big ass clay heater that's in the orner of this room-"
"What are you, a weak artist? So artistically creative that you don't know how to move things?" He laughs but fate had other things in mind for you as your father interrupted your bickering. A stead at your side as his palm clamped over Katsuki's shoulder.
"Nope Buddy, she actually moved all this up here by herself! She's going to college, and she makes quite a good amount of money for this household. She's earned this room." He joked coming over and kissing your head. "But just because you can't have her super cool room does not mean you can have something from it. Last week, y/n and I painted a desk-"
"That was for him?"
"Yes y/n, but Katsuki, we painted it so it will match your room, and your mother and I have picked paint for you room and-" Your dad went on, ushering him away and towards his room about the new paint plans. You were agitated, paint still in your hands as you looked at the desk. You laughed to yourself, the desk was wobbly and so strong stepbrother's going to try to move it without picking it up no doubt, so though you could've fixed it like you planned before the party, but his bickering took up so much of your time anyways that you walked out of the room and went back to preparing for the party. You left the bathroom door open as you got ready, matching your jewelry, makeup and what not and you tried to stifle a laugh as Katsuki did exactly what you expected and broke the arm of the table. Your eyes locked as you, finished and ready for your party, came over to the doorframe. "I'll fix it after the party!" You said cocky as you walked away from him.
He fucked your best friend on that broken ass table that night, making sure that the door to your art room was open just a creak so that when you went upstairs looking for her you got a nice sight of her getting split open on his dick in your own art room. The smacking of skin echoing down the stairwell when you went to check but his hands around her throat to keep her quiet as he locked eyes with you as you walked past got you more than anything. Especially when he bottomed out inside her at the sight of you cumming with shaky hips as your friend whined like a bitch in heat, squirming against him, unknowing about your presence. The 'war' with your new stepbrother starts there.
The next morning the table is back in parts on his new bedroom floor, screws being thrown a screw across his floor, startling him awake at 4 am and throughout the next week thumbtacks are put in your bed, paint is thrown on him while you were painting his room, and at the end of the week all of the paint in your art room is thrown on the floor. Red and purple paint seeping through the ceiling and onto the fresh plate of Mitsuki's grand dinner for the supposed to be family fun night. Which has led you to a new situation. Both of you covered in paint and cleaning up hundreds of dollars in colors in your art room. Both of your parents going out to dinner as you guys clean up your mess. It was silent for a couple of hours as you two attempt to soak up the paint, and pick it up from the previously wooden floor.
The floor wasn't perfect anyways, from it being your art room for years but it was most definitely now ruined because of the paint that you were struggling to pick up before it dried, the two of you. It was 3am when you they came back home and you guys still weren't done. Both of them going to their room and arguing, as if they've been doing it all night. It was 5am when they were finally quiet downstairs, Cans of paint slightly refilled and your floor slightly clean and Katsuki laughed. You turned to give him a death glare and he was just smiling looking at you. The sun was rising on both of your paint covered bodies and both of the colors on your body was aesthetically beaming around the room, he looked away from you quickly laugh diminishing to nothing but a flush on his cheeks that you could only see from his ear. Both of you were exhausted and covered in paint and you probably would've went to tease him but you dropped it, relaxing on the now painted floor. What you two couldn't get off was kinda cool looking. Marble like colored paint stuck in the wax of the floor, never to be moved again unless the floor was totally re-done. You both let out an exhale and Katsuki muttered something about a shower walking out of the room but you were too focused on the floor.
You were for the next couple of weeks too. University work taking up most of your creativity time and yet the time you stood in your art room, all you could look at was the floor. Something so irritating made something so beautiful. So beautiful that, your brain was stuck on it. The color patterns in every single painting that you tried to do consisting of the same palette of colors. Over and over again, for weeks. Katsuki wasn't that much of a nuisance as he was when he first arrived most definitely but it could be to the fact that he's been busy. You rarely ever see him, the only time you pass glances is early in the morning, when he's heading out for his morning exercise and you're going to drive for an hour to the campus.
Your pencils twirled as you stayed in deep thought about those colors, tapping and spinning around on the eraser. You weren't even focused on any of your work for the day, your art classes the only thing bringing you out of that thought. Guiding you as it always does, your professor yelling out to the class about feeling your art with all of your senses and somehow that thought has you squirming away for creativity on your bed. Vibrating toy rubbing away at your clit as your brain went silent for a bit, your cunt dripping down the toy a bit too much as flashes of white pass your vision. Creativity was potent the next day, your project earning you the highest score of your class, so it began a routine. The routine of once a week turning to, 3 times a week turning into every day once you got home. Your orgasms always pushing you to be productive and succeeding. Maybe you could be manifesting, you thought during dinner in the late week of the month. A soup with homeade bread sitting in front of you, everyone eating and preoccupied. With everything going so right recently, maybe you've started praising yourself a little too much. Your one toy turning into a collection of twenty and your paints and clay products all being of high quality.
It is what you deserve for being so smart and good with yourself, it was selfish. The way your own thinking made you start seeping through your pajama shorts, you had to excuse yourself from the dinner table, hurrying yourself away to your room and not even bothering to shut the door as your legs became jelly. It didn't take you longer than a couple seconds to find your toy and start plugging yourself deep and twisting it until your eyes crossed and on the other side of the door stood Katsuki. Balancing your soup, bread and juice while watching you through the creak of your doorframe, plunging your fat toy into your dripping cunt. Your ass was facing towards the door and you had your shorts slipped to the side and your hand was dripping with your arousal. He accidentally slipped out a groan as your toes almost slipped from the floorboard when you trembled from a slow thrust all the way out and back in. When you turned around a creak in the floorboards was all you heard, but nothing was there. You still stood on shaky legs to finally close your door all the way.
He was right there besides your fingertips when you touched the knob to close the door but you don't know. You know absolutely nothing, you know not of the constant nights of him fisting at his cock from just the whiff of your scent around the house. You know nothing, and he can't help it honestly, not when you can go a half hour by yourself, bed creaking from your hopeless grinding and thrusts. He can hear your wetness every night. Even through the door closed and he can hear it much better through the vent in the bathroom. He peeked through the keyhole of your door instead, soup left discarded on the small table besides him. He's pumping at his cock harshly, fingers spreading his pre um his shaft as you sat back down on your toy with a moan. His hips stuttered just at the sight. You grinded the two into your cunt, hips moving as you keep yourself in a sitting position with your knees. Your cunt is stuffed with the flimsy toy and you're bouncing so nicely on it, expertly if he could say himself. You're so desperate to cum that when you flip over on your back to reverse cowgirl the toy in your cunt that you shook at the new angle.
Katsuki could just see how you were dripping and he was envisioning that dumb toy of yours was actually his cock, and those pathetic whines were actually spilling his name. He was too deep into the fantasy, eyes away from you as he tugged his cock that was dribbling to the floor, but you on the other hand was frustrated. You stopped and pulled the toy completely out of you. Unsatisfied and going to grab your new toy, a suction cupped dildo with a curved tip. Your mouth watered at the sight of it as you slammed the drawer to your toys. Katsuki on the other side of the door was startled out of his fantasy as he went to peek at you again only to see you coming to the door, and with the only thinking he could up with he slippedd into the bathroom behind the door. Not expecting you to slip past the door completely unknowing and slipping off your soaked shorts and step into the shower. He's also not expecting the new toy in your hands to be suctioned to the bathroom wall and you bending over over so nicely, not even noticing the intruder behind the shower curtain. You're so unfocused on him that you're slipping the toy in so nicely, gushing down the wall,. He can see so clearly because of the poorly closed curtain at just good enough that he can see you already dripping down the wall. He maneuvered himself to a better sight, so that he could still see you pushing your ass against the wall, aching to be filled deeper with each whine and thrust.
Oh and you actually started moaning putting your hand on the wall for a bit of stability, he couldn't get enough of the sight. Your 'show' already bringing him back to cummimg harder than he has in awhile, and when you bring yourself to squirt with a high pitched whine he followed quickly. He groaned quietly under your moans as his cum filled the toilet spurting on the seat and into the bowl. Thick and healthy as it dripped smoothly into the bowl a bit. You came awhile longer than he did, your thighs shaking in the shower as you were coming back to reality. But as per every night, your clean-up isn't his problem as he slipped out of the bathroom. He heard the shower curtain open and the shower turn on as soon as he stepped out and he was so ego was boosted at his timing.
You notice the cum on the seat when you're out of the shower, and you scold yourself for not noticing it when you came in the bathroom, but you didn't mention it that time, because you felt too hypocritical to say anything, but when you wake up a couple of mornings with cum on the floor and and cum on even your door handle. You knew something was up. But to him, you noticed.. these small things a little too late, you still haven't even noticed that he's been stealing your panties and cumming in them before they hit the washer. You don't notice that he has a cum stain on the corner of your bed. You don't notice that your door doesn't creak anymore because of the WD-40 he put in the hinges. You, know nothing to him and you agree. You don't even know of any evidence to put against Katsuki. You barely even see him throughout the day so there's no way he could be doing anything.
Luck is not always on Katsuki's side though. His week being terrible, bad circumstances coming up left and right, the only thing he wanted was your used panties, warmed and being stroked against his cock. You aren't following your schedule though for some odd reason, instead you have your art apron on in your art room, ideas booming through your paintbrush. He can easily sneak into your room but stepping in he's realizing, there's a door connecting to your art room. He wouldn't let his step-brother move in the room next him either if he was her, and he he's realizing more and more that there's so much information that you're leaving out to him. Including how wet you actually get, there's a nice spray of squirt next to a dildo that you left on your bed. Why you were so forgetful he couldn't understand but he was so grateful towards it. He was, so curious to your taste and his tongue did not think twice about liking up your leftover essence.
You on the other side of the room were also having a shitty week, another horrifying project from your professor leaving you brain dead and with every orgasm you had, no creative ideas spewed into your brain. So what could it hurt if you just went back.. one more time. Even after you came twice this morning and once a half hour ago. It's not your fault that you're not satisfied and it's not your fault when you catch Katsuki cleaning up your dildo with his tongue. When both of your glances caught together, there was a second of planning going on in both of your heads, but 10 seconds of leaving and thinking you're gonna get out of the room of course was your downfall. Katsuki was behind you in a second instead pushing you into your mirrored dresser and bending you over it. Your glances caught each others again, but this time through the reflection. There was a bit of guilt hidden behind his eyes in that quick second you sae as he moved against you. You were slightly struggling to make him let go, but instead you were rubbing your still messy cunt on his clothed dick, slick making noises even through your panties. Him trying to pull away was now out of the question. If anything it had him pulling himself closer.
Now his dick was hopelessly bending against the confines of his sweats as his dick positioned itself at your entrance even from outside of the flimsy material. His fingers dug pass your art university uniform and his hands rubbed up your stomach as he shamelessly humped against your clothed cunt. With every grind of his dick, your body arched against his. You could tell that he's been waiting to touch you too long. Your buttons flew off as he ripped your top open, pulling your tits out and rubbing at your chest. His dick felt too good just grinding against your puffy sensitive cunt. His desire was taking control of his hips and he was shakier than you ever seen him. His usual composure gone as he's hiding his face in your neck. You could've swore that he's trying to hold himself back. He's rubbing his hands against your clit but he's holding himself back at the same time. You felt your body get hot with embarrassment but you knew what he wanted. Though you seem to know nothing about concealing yourself properly and are struggling just to do a simple project, you knew exactly what he wanted.
You stopped your struggling and let a moan slip, his shaky exterior grinding against you harshly at just the sound, accidentally fully bending you over the dresser. You made sure to look at him when you slipped to bottom part of your uniform off in a fluid motion. His hips pulled back a bit to watch the strings of your sloppy cunt detach itself from your underwear and rip down to the floor. "P-Please suki.." You muttered pulling your dripping pussy lips apart and pushing a wet spot above his dick on his shorts. He didn't even bother with foreplay and instead shoved you to the base of his cock in one fluid motion. His composure back in an instant and his ego fueling the harsh thrusts that had your dresser banging into the wall. You tried getting him to stop but you couldn't, your arms instead being pulled behind you as he arched your back down further to fully take his dick. He filled you up better than anyone has in your entirety of living, better than any toy. His dick flexed and twitched inside you as his hands went to rub your clit. You both came faster than either of you have, him filling you up with his cum but the fatigueless settled fast as well the thought not even registering. Katsuki just pulled you two to the bed where you guys fell asleep for the remainder of the night. You didn't quite remember it when you woke up though, the only thing reminding you being Katsuki's grip on your waist. A knock at your door both woke you up quickly, and when you tried to go answer it Katsuki didn't let you go.
"Y/n honey have you heard from Katuski? Y/n?" Mitsuki asked outside of the room. You couldn't focus on her though, neither of you even bothered when her pervy son was pressing his morning wood on the curve your ass and rubbing your clit with his mouth on your neck. It was too early for all of this, you honestly weren't even fully awake. You tried to respond to her but he covered your mouth his other hand. A cocky look on his face as he dug his fingers in your cunt. His seed from last night spilling off of his fingers. He made a nice show of wetting his dick with his leftover cum before he lifted up your leg with his wet hand and bottomed once more, filling you to the brim beautifully. You couldn't stop him, not with your brain already being so empty from the morning haze but him just going back to digging inside you, glands catching against your own and creaming your wetness in and out of you. He's almost devouring all of your reactions. Once Katsuki thinks his poor mother has walked away, his hips are snapping against your ass and he's pushing your head into the pillow. Sounds of wet skin slapping against each other and echoing out of the room.
And now, if special guest Mitsuki didn't know about all of her son's shenanigans throughout the past couple of your months, your poor father could've been hearing his daughter get fucked by his step-son. Mitsuki, she's been prepared, cleaning up after her son's messes and making sure every single pair that he steals is in her dresser by the morning and making sure that even now, your dad was fully distracted downstairs, TV blaring against the noises coming out of your room. Her ego, probably stemmed into her son clearly as her own wetness started dripping out of her. Proud of being such a good mother to her son. She just skipped downstairs and fucked your dad on the living room couch as he begged her to stop so that the two of you couldn't see. What she would give to actually let you know everything about your son, to let you know all of the stuff her son's been doing to you behind your back. But it seems that you have everything together. The idea of the project becoming reality, you had earned so much money that you had sent everyone but yourself out of the house on vacation while you held a party in the house to show off your project. Katsuki, wished he was coming back to you in probably a new bed or new paints that you bought, but he didn't like seeing what was in front of him as the family pulled back into the driveway. Most of your stuff was in the driveway and he just grabbed his suitcase and a couple of his mother's as he shuffled into the house, eyes scanning for you.
He walked up the stairs and there, your door was open bedroom empty. he turned to look in the art room and there you were. You had been avoiding him since that morning, more due to the fact that what the two of you did was entirely wrong. He had something he really wanted to say but all that came off his tongue was "So, can I have that room yet?". You sighed and closing your last box you nodded.
"All yours... b-bro.." You stammered off pushing past him and out of the house. He was stunned when you moved past him, your final project in the house was actually amazing as it caught his eyes. You had made the colors on the floor stretch to the walls and you had actually broke the wall to the connect the rooms. Those colors stretched under to where your bed previously was and the room... was too spacious for him. He was, panicking? He went to go out after you, but you were gone, moving van and your car driving down the street and away from his neighborhood. He knows that actions always have consequence, but this a consequence that seemed to burn a hole in his heart. Even when he turned around to his mother's open arms, he just was empty but so overwhelmingly full. Just, full of emptiness.
Turns out one of my talents is taking what is supposed to be happy songs and making them angsty.
So here's lil' angsty POV for you based on Mine by Taylor Swift
"I missed you, you know."
You say quietly, looking up into eyes that you could have sworn changed shade with every season that past. It was funny, the things you notice in moments like these.
"Oi. Don't go getting all sappy on me now."
Katsuki grunted, lowering to the ground beside you. You laugh quietly, the corner of your mouth curling into a sad smile.
"2:30am."
"Huh?"
"That's when it happened. It felt like everything was slipping away from us. You never yelled at me, that's how I knew something wasn't right."
He huffs a sigh and tries to interject, "it wasn't-"
"I ran out crying, and you- you followed me. You said that no matter what, you'd never leave me alone."
Katsuki scrubbed a hand under his eyes roughly and took a shallow breathe, sniffing. He carefully took your head into his lap. You winced, pressing the hand to your chest tighter. "I won't."
The blood soaks through your fingers and it's red, too. But not the same red as his eyes, that red you could get lost in.
"Y'know, I remember how we felt sitting by the water. And every time I look at you, it's like the first time."
Something wet lands on your cheek, and you feel your own drip down the side of your cheek. You shush him softly, he's strong. He'll be okay.
"You're gonna make it now-"
You touch his cheek, eyes hazy as they begin to flutter closed. You are the best thing that's ever been mine."
summary: katsuki's management wants him to date a fan to help his image and you're the lucky fan who gets to play his girlfriend!
dynamight had been the number two for years, always a little behind deku in terms of victories and popularity
he just seemed so unapproachable compared to deku, who was always taking pictures with his fans after the battle and chatting with them
in an attempt to change bakugou's image, his management came up with something
pro hero dynamight was supposed to date one of his fans, to show them that he's just like everyone else and that even his fans have a chance with the number two hero
and you just so happened to be the fan that was chosen to play the number two hero's girlfriend
you had been a big fan of katsuki for a while now, so when you got the chance to meet him in person, you of course agreed to it
but when you arrived at his agency, his manager and lawyer were there as well and what you thought would be a meet and greet with fans quickly ended with you signing a contract to play his girlfriend
just a few days later, the two of you were playing a couple in public for the first time
katsuki had been fighting a villain, while you were standing in a group of other bystanders, cheering for him
and after he had won, your boyfriend hurried to check up on you
once he knew you were safe, he pulled you into his arms and kissed you passionately – to the surprise of everyone around!
rumors started to spread the next few days and his name was on the front of every newspaper and he was the topic in every late night show
around a week later, the two of you were finally showing yourself in public again, holding hands and walking through the city, with everyone's eyes on you
and by the end of that week, katsuki had his first appearance on television, where he finally told the world about his relationship with you
of course, it was all just a big lie, but you couldn't deny that your heart was beating faster when you heard him talk about you on tv
his eyes lit up and he was smiling. he was practically bragging about you to anyone who would listen
you couldn't help but wish what he was saying was real. that this wasn't just an act but that he had actually caught feelings for you
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nsfw under the cut
even since the beginning, of you two meeting, your body has always hypnotized the man in front of you into a different submission that it seems that no one has seen but you. whether it’s you simply re-dressing in the morning, or watching your sweat slicked skin shine against the sunlight from the morning sun as you did the rest of your set. you watched as he struggled to focus on his own workout routine, scratching at the back of his neck, shaking his head and trying to focus on the bar above him on the bench only to be catching his lower lip between his pearly teeth the next second while watching you do the last of your pull ups. your waist looked very small at that moment, almost begging for his large hands. honestly, he wanted to push you up against your home gym’s mirror and fuck you til you couldn’t form a proper sentence, but he refrained from looking at you a second time and wrapped his hands around the bar before starting to do his reps. you dropped down to the ground from the high bar and grabbed your towel and wiped away the sweat along the back of your neck and forehead as you watched as katsuki’s arms flex as he lifted the bar up and down to his chest. with a small huff you came over to his eyesight and gave him a smile. “you know babe, you have a camera on your phone, you can capture the moment at any time~” you teased causing him to huff and drop the bar back into the holders sitting up and locking eyes with you.
a small hither of his fingers and you were already moving your legs awkwardly over the back pad until you finally sat down in his lap. his hands are gripping you closer and almost embracing you as he slightly lifts you up by your hips so you can kiss him playfully, the two of you laughing. it's mornings like this that could make you believe that katsuki wasn't daydreaming about your tits in his face at the moment. that through the laughter all he could really think about was moving your hips until you hovered over his face, begging for his mouth. you distracted him in the worst ways possible, yet just sex between you two can call for a workout anyways. the kisses turning sexual too fast, fingers running across both of your bodies and running through hair and under clothes.
“n-need you.." is all he'll mutter between sloppy kisses. your mouth already draining him from a sane rational thought and only keeping his mind on the way your hips are struggling beneath his grip. squirming against his hard cock through his gym shorts as you both struggle to breathe. it doesn't take long for his forearms to take you back in his hands as his tongue swiped across your chest. suckling with every other breathy kiss just to draw out needy whines from you. you'll both squirm and kiss at each other until both of your gym shorts are soaked with pre and your underwear are in scrambles on the floor. neither of you are bothered by the security camera in the corner, catching everything in high hd detail along with a beautiful mic that can catch any sigh that slips from your lips. the file of that camera has more than this specific scene and most definitely scenes even worse than now. even though your squirting all over his cock at this angle and almost preaching to katsuki's choir. he always fills you up, making sure to keep himself lodged deeply as he pushes his cum into you with breathy grunts. it doesn't stop there either.
it's been all day with him being on edge, begging to touch almost every other hour. being fucked next to the smoothie machine, then in the shower, then on the way to the grocery store. after the grocery store in the back alley. needy begs becoming almost annoying towards the end of the night. begging to make you a mommy, to make you all his. he's so protective even know as he hovers over you. his frame fully hiding you from anyone around the only bit of your presence being your tired, sore legs wrapping around his waist as a pathetic way of holding yourself up against his rough thrusts. cum soaked the sheets beneath your hips and he still continued to pour into you, even at 3am he's overstimulated and whining more begs to keep going. apologizing with praises because he knows he can't stop himself for some odd reason, that he has to dig against your cervix for the rest of his life it seems. but you're all his to dump into anyways and you'll proudly take all of him greedily through your cum filled dripping cunt.
