“A Dream Come True”
⎯⎯ ⸝⸝ synopsis: after a recent mission that left her sore, her mind began to wonder how a certain coworker of hers would help her relax;)
⎯⎯ ⸝⸝ contains: might be ooc!! , pro hero bkg x pro hero fem reader , third person pov , timeskip , workplace crush , smut, mdni!! , descriptions of explicit activity , oral (receiving) , reader had a wet dream (help) , grinding , slight penetration ö
she closes her door shut with her foot as soon as she enters her office, running a hand through her almost tangled hair from the patrol.
she was tired and sore, her body was aching all over since a certain villain put up a tough fight in the middle of the night.
aside from her other sidekicks, she was one of the few that was still present in the building of her agency. less people meant less disturbances, and she was relieved she didn’t have to face anyone on the way to her office. she was in no goddamn mood to listen to their reports, or be reminded that she has a meeting on saturday, or just talk to her about any other thing that was work-related.
she walks towards her desk, throwing her hero mask carelessly onto it. she plops down onto her chair, elbow propped onto the arm rest as her palm holds her head up.
for a moment, she closes her eyes, taking a deep breath as she settles in the quiet of her four walls. she wanted her mind to rest, wanting to forget that she has paperwork to finish early in the morning; wanting to forget that she has to go to every damn day of her life reaching the expectations they have for a pro hero that’s part in the top ten; wanting to just… let go of all the responsibilities tying and weighing her down.
in the two minutes of closing her eyes, she wants to shut everything out and be a free woman.
…
..
.
“tired?”
“yeah, very..”
his soft lips presses onto her neck, arms wrapped around her from behind as she could feel his hard chest against her back while they sat on the couch.
“these damn extras let my girl do all the work? hah, they really are useless.”
his hands roamed all over her body, from the curves of her waist up to the skin of her arms, until it stopped on her shoulders. his thumbs grazed her skin, almost as if testing the waters, before he began to ease her pain with a light and firm massage.
she hums, impressed by how careful and focused his actions were—a sharp contrast as to when he’s at work. each press and squeeze on her shoulders felt like heaven, her eyes close from how good he was.
“mhmm… that feels so good, katsuki.”
“you should stay home tomorrow, let me make you feel good.”
she hesitates for a moment. she liked keeping herself busy, but his massage was making it hard for her to think straight.
yet again, he makes such a good offer, she wondered just how much he’ll make her feel good…
“i’m not hearing a ‘no,’ so i’ll take it as a yes.”
his hands stop, then he pulls her back, making her fully lean against him as he tilts her chin up and over her shoulder to meet her eyes.
he was planning on making her forget her troubles for the night, starting with a soft peck on her forehead, then to her temple, her cheek, then finally her lips.
the kiss started off slow, but grew more passionate and hungry with each second. while he held her chin up firm, his other hand continued to roam around her midriff, his touch lingering as it slowly made its way down to her inner thigh.
his fingers were careful, teasing even. he seemed like he wanted to savor every part of this moment for her, knowing how it wouldn’t help her thinning patience.
she feels the heat in her core begin to be more noticeable, until it was something she couldn’t ignore anymore. but his fingers remained on her inner thigh only, grazing it with his fingertips, gently squeezing the skin… how much longer until he finally reaches the very part of her that she’s been waiting for?
she could never predict his next move, and she learned that the hard way when they first sparred together back then—but this wasn’t combat anymore.
he reads her like a book, and he knew which buttons to press and which not to. finally, his fingers slowly made it’s way to her privates, the fabric of her underwear wet with slick as he continues to tease her further.
muffled whimpers left her occupied lips, just as he expected. he used that opportunity to enter his tongue in the middle of the kiss.
he grinds up towards her from behind, his bulge on her ass as he chases the feeling of ecstasy from the friction of his sweats.
he pulls away from the kiss to let her catch her breath, letting out a chuckle as he positions her on the couch. he sets her to lie down while he hovers on top of her. both of his hands were propped up, caging her head as he buries his face back into the crook of her neck.
he nips and kisses her skin, sucking on it until marks started to appear. one of his hands move down to her shorts, his fingers hook the waistband of it along with her underwear, tugging it down in one swift move and tossing it carelessly.
“just relax, yeah? i got you.”
him and that damn smirk of his got her even more wet than she already was. he began to leave trails of kisses, starting from her chest, and all the way down to her thighs. he separates both her legs, positioning his head right between them as he began to lick. she immediately felt a jolt of pleasure throughout her body, it came back and forth like waves from each lick and suck he makes.
it didn’t take long her body to react from the euphoric feeling of getting eaten out. her back arches, one hand gripping on the cushions as the other finds its way to his hair.
“oh fuck, katsuki…”
a low rumble escapes his lips and it sent vibrations through her core, making her moan a bit. to think that these strong, muscular arms were now forcibly separating her legs, his broad figure hunched over just to please her, his crimson red eyes still as piercing as he looks back at her while she watches him.
the living room echoed with such lewd sounds of his sucking and her moaning, until she heard something familiar from the distance.
ring… ring…
ring… ring…
ring! ring!
her eyes fluttered open, an irritating and familiar sound waking her up from her seat. it was her ringtone that ruined her dream. she groans, annoyed as she picks up her phone from her desk, an unknown number displayed on the screen.
with a sigh, she swiped right and answered.
“hello?”
whoever this person was better have a good reason to be interrupting her heavenly fantasy. it turns out her little crush on this aggressive blonde was blooming into a bigger, and more overwhelming feeling she could never bring herself to admit to him.
god, she remembered his big and calloused hand holding hers when he pulled her aside from an low-level villain trying to ambush her one time, and how he used his muscular frame to shield her like she was the only person that mattered in that mission.
“come over.”
and with that, he hung up. her heart skips a beat, cheeks flushed in an instant as she hadn’t expected that it was katsuki who called.
she looks at her screen once more, a message coming from the same number that just called her. it was his location, most probably his apartment.
looks like she might have her dream come true, after all…
ovulation is gonna be the death of me. ts is my first time writing smut and it doesn’t even feel like it😔 i had to give up early bc like how do u do ts…
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