get undressed, and bare yourself, for my eyes only.
warnings: wlw, gender swapped katsuki, smut, overstimulation, oral reader!receiving, top!katsuki, praise, thigh r!ding, finger svcking, fvcking infront of a mirror. masterlist link. not proofread.
authors note: this is not my best work been going through a slump rn, but had to get smth out for fem!katsuki since shes been taking up my mind baddd. reblogs + likes are much appreciated! word count 2k.
Thinking about fem!Katsuki, who absolutely hates the outfits you wear—not because they’re ugly, but because they’re inconvenient as hell. And she knows what’s coming, like clockwork: your sweet little voice drawing out a syrupy “babyyyy,” bottom lip jutted out in that way that makes her pussy ache, drives her wild, makes her wanna fuck you till you forget what your pretty mouth was even complaining about.
Maybe then you'll finally learn not to dress like that when you know it’s gonna be a whole thing.
Like earlier today when you insisted on doing a full beat before a hike. She watched, arms crossed, grumbling from the bathroom counter while you overlined your cupid’s bow and flicked your eyeliner just right. Your face already so damn pretty—and you’re still adding more.
She’d never admit it out loud, but she loves watching you do your makeup. Thinks you look so damn pretty, loves how focused you get, the steady hand when you do eyeliner, the cute face scrunch you do—it all makes her weak. But that doesn’t stop her from being a brat about it. She leans forward, grabs your chin, and plants a messy, tongue-filled kiss right onto your freshly glossed lips—then pulls back laughing as you gasp and swat at her.
“I did tell ya. Ain’t no point doin’ your makeup,”
“You don't need all that. Hot as fuck out, ya just gonna complain.”
Then when you walked out in a pretty light pink baby tee and mini shorts—
She had narrowed her eyes, scanning your bustful figure, then she scoffed, “Ya gonna regret that choice, baby.”
And what happened five minutes into the hike?
Exactly what she predicted.
You stumbled into a branch, fell into a patch of dirt, and let out that familiar whiny little whimper, “Sukiiiii…”
She sighed hard, boots crunching on the forest floor as she turned around, crouching beside you with a cocked brow. Her spiky blonde hair shifted with the movement.
“What’s the magic word?” she asked, voice full of smug amusement.
You glared.
She grinned. “C’mon. Use that pretty mouth—I know that tongue of yours works.”
You grumbled under your breath, cheeks flaming red. “You were right.”
“Atta girl,” she smirked before effortlessly scooping you up over her shoulder, hand patting your ass and dusting the leaves off all while doing so.
“Hmph. You don’t have to carry me like this!” you grumble in annoyance.
“And you don’t gotta be a pain in my ass, but you are,” she grumbled.
Annoyed, you bit her shoulder.
“Ow—brat.” She adjusted you with a huff, now carrying you bridal-style. “There. Better, you idiot?”
“So damn annoying…” she muttered, but yet her hold never faltered.
Back at the car, she set you in the passenger seat and knelt down between your legs, hands caging you in on either side as she reached into the backseat for the spare bag. She pulled out one of your comfier shirts and a pair of her basketball shorts—ones that hung low on your hips, just the way she hated everyone else seeing.
She held them up with a cocky grin. “Alright, princess. Lift up.”
You raised your arms, rambling on about how you “didn’t think you’d actually fall” and “it wasn’t that deep,” while she dressed you with gentle ease, no roughness apparent.
“S’fine. I gotcha.”
When you were done, you started pouting again, facial features crumbling like a kicked dog, as you whined, “I look ugly now.”
Her expression softened—eyebrows furrowed as she leaned in close, lips ghosting over yours. You could feel the warmth of her breath.
So close that if you were to exhale, your lips would touch.
“Dummy,” she muttered, flicking your forehead, then tugged you up by the waist. “C’mon. Let’s finish the hike.”
Yeah, she hated the inconvenience of your outfits. But that didn’t mean she didn’t love taking them off your pretty body.
Especially tonight.
Fresh from your shower, skin still dewy, you came out wearing a black dress, delicate lace adorning your chest, those thigh highs riding down just enough to tease the skin she loved biting. Sitting there, all done up and perfect.
She didn’t even let you leave the bathroom.
Before you could blink, she had you cornered against the bathroom counter, hands gripping your thighs.
“Ya look so fuckin’ pretty, y’know that?” she growled, nipping at the skin of your neck as her tongue swirled soothing circles over them. You giggled, soft and warm, the sound echoing inside her chest, turning her insides into goopy mush.
Your fingers ghosted up to brush the scar that bloomed over her cheek, admiring her flushed face and heavy eyes.
“You’re so pretty, Suki. My pretty baby.”
She groaned, burying her face in your neck, hands creeping up under your dress. “Stop sayin’ dumb shit like that.”
Normally, you’d argue. Lecture her about how it wasn’t dumb. But instead, you kissed her—letting her know with soft kisses, that you meant every word you said.
And that kiss turned into you sprawled out on the plush bed you both shared, dress hitched up, lace panties askew, while she hovered above—her baggy jeans and worn-out skull tee blocking your view from bare skin.
“Mph—off,” you mumbled, wriggling beneath her as you tugged at her shirt.
She caught your hands, and lifted the shirt off with a roll of her eyes—exposing her soft, milky breasts with hardened pink buds, Calvin Klein waistband peeking above her jeans before those, too, hit the floor. She climbed back over you, lips crashing to yours, one hand gripping your thigh and slowly inching up.
“Told you,” she murmured against your skin. “Told you not to wear that.”
“Suki,” you whined. “Not right now…”
“Nah.” She bunched your dress up to your breasts, kissing along your belly. “Lemme finish.”
Her lips pressed lower, mouth hot and wet against your skin. You squirmed and gasped, full of need—she looked up through her lashes, pupils blown wide, lips pouty and red, face flushed.
She looked cruel in the amber glow of your bedroom, sun slipping behind the clouds.
“Don’t ever stop wearin’ that stupid shit,” she muttered between kisses. “Fuckin’ love it on ya. Love takin’ it off ya.”
Then she nipped at your thigh and you let out a breathy yelp, fingers tangling in the sheets as your hips bucked.
“Don’t stop,” she rasped out again, against the skin of your thighs.
She trailed lower, one hand sprawling your thighs apart, leaving your glistening pussy pink and pretty for her eyes. She hiked your legs over her shoulders, her lips curling into a cruel smirk only adding to the pool of wetness between your legs, as she cursed low and raspy under her breath, her hands grabbing your dress and pulling it off your body with need.
“Wanna see those pretty tits bounce when I get you screaming,” she growled, crawling back down and positioning herself between your legs. “You’re fucking soaked for me, huh?” Her voice was rough with desire. “Such a needy girl.”
She moved back down, settling between your legs, breath ghosting over your soaked core.
“So wet for me already,” she murmured, lips brushing slightly against your folds.
She lowered her head fully, her tongue swiping through your slick folds, muffling more curses and praise as she devoured you like she could never get enough. Her hands gripped your thighs, keeping you still as your hips bucked into her face, desperate for more.
“Fuck, you taste so fucking good,” she muttered against your core, her tongue diving deeper as her eyes locked on yours, filled with hunger. “Can’t get enough of this sweet pussy.”
Your hands tangled in her hair, tugging her closer, and you gasped, “Suki—more, please, fuck, please, more…”
She sucked your clit hard, making your thighs tremble. You were unraveling, breaths choked out between whimpers and gasps. But she didn’t let you release—not yet.
“Beg,” she growled, lips brushing your soaked cunt. “Come on, baby. Wanna hear you really beg for it.”
You whimpered, grinding against her mouth, voice fractured and incoherent. Your body squirmed, overwhelmed. And then—she stopped.
Abruptly.
She crawled up your body in a haze of heat, her chain dragging cool metal over your fevered skin. You shivered. Her hand caught your jaw and guided your mouth open, slipping her thumb past your lips.
“Missed you,” she whispered, before kissing you hard, biting your bottom lip until you tasted iron and her spit and yourself.
Her mouth dragged lower, teeth scraping your collarbone, tongue swirling over your nipple until it puckered. Then she latched on, sucking until your back arched off the bed.
“Suki—f-feels so good—fuck—”
You moaned, clutching her hair tighter, grinding your cunt into her stomach. Her mouth wet on your breast.
Quickly She moved back down, to your needy, sopping pussy, and you spread your folds eagerly. “Look at you, so fucking perfect,” she growled. “Gonna ruin you again, don’t worry.”
You moaned in response, your body already trembling as she dove back in, her tongue flicking and thrusting into you with wild abandon. “Fuck, Suki…” you gasped, gripping her hair tighter, feeling the tension build inside you.
“Fuck—can’t take this,” she moaned into your cunt as you came, crying out, your slick coating her mouth. She didn’t stop. She licked you clean like it was worship, like she was starving for you.
“So fuckin’ ruined for me. Just how I like you.”
She lifted you easily, fingers digging into the fat of your ass, and set you onto her thigh. Her eyes burned with want.
“Ride me, princess. Wanna see you make a mess all over me.”
You whined, exhaustion creeping in your bones. overstimulated with tears welling in your eyes.
“Suki, please—wanna feel you inside me.”
You reached for her hand, guiding it down, but she pulled away with a slight turn of her lips, slipping those fingers into your mouth instead.
“Suck.” she demanded, and you obeyed eagerly. Which shut you up. As you You begin grinding against her thigh, your wetness smearing on her skin with every rub. Her fingers dug into your hips as she groaned, head tipping back.
“Fuck, baby… just like that.”
She brushed your hair from your face, her palm warm and soft against your cheek.
“My pretty girl,” she rasped, eyes locked on your flushed, needy face. “So fuckin’ pretty. Don’t ever say otherwise, you hear me?”
She smacked your ass, making you yelp and ride her harder, breasts bouncing with every desperate roll of your hips.
“So fuckin’ gorgeous—can’t take it—gonna show you just how pretty you are.”
You whimpered, clinging to her, exhausted and full of need for her fingers in your pussy.
Then she hoisted you again, muscles rippling as she carried you in front of the mirror.
settling behind you, your back to her chest, her slick pussy pressed against your ass. Her arms wrapped around your waist, keeping you open and on display.
Her fingers trailed slowly down your front.
“Look at you. Look how fuckin’ beautiful you are.”
She kissed your neck, teeth nipping your skin with feverish bites, and whispered,
“Say it. Say you’re pretty. I wanna hear you.”
You turned your head shyly, voice muffled in her neck, cheeks burning.
“I’m so pretty…”
“Again.” Her voice was rough, her fingers hovering just at your soaked entrance, teasing.
“Pretty. Pretty. Pretty,” you repeated, breathless.
Then she plunged two fingers inside you, curling them just right.
“Good girl." Her praise sent a rush of heat straight through you, your mouth falling open as you tried to ride her hand.
She added another finger, fucking you hard and fast, your wetness slicking her knuckles. Your head fell back against her shoulder as you came, pussy spasming around her fingers.
She pulled them out with a wet pop, sucking them clean.
“Taste so fuckin’ good.” She rasped out around her fingers, licking your sweetness clean off them.
She turned you around to face her, sitting you in her lap, fingers still glistening with your cum.
“Taste yourself, princess,” she cooed, sliding them into your mouth. Watching the saliva drip from the corners of your lips, as you sucked on her cum coated fingers.
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