i literally adore katsuki being submissive; people don’t really ever make him submissive in bed without making him submissive over all and completely disregard his character. i really like ur perspective on it including vulnerability aswell. or they make him ovveerlly freaky which i don’t really view him to have that many kinks besides degradation and tiny others that dare i say aren’t as kinky.
just food for thought and was hopefully wanting to see more of ur thoughts on switch katsuki :-)
bro this has been marinating in my drafts 4EVER. im so so glad enjoyed my interpretation ^_^ i do have a looot of thoughts…. beware of my yap
ft. switch!katsuki, themes of trust & vulnerability. talk of: mild humiliation/degradation, praise, bondage, mild breath play, rough ish sex. mdni!
i totally agree. katsuki is a really complex character, he has many contradictions within his personality. he's consistently foul mouthed and snappy, but beneath the bite he has quite a sensitive heart.
a big part of his development is coming to terms with being vulnerable and finding value and trust in others around him.
i do believe that it would take time to get him to be open to being submissive, so your dynamic starts off with him playing the more dominant role at first.
i feel like a lot of men in general are inclined to this because it's what's expected of them. and it's definitely what he thinks is expected of him — his biggest goal in life is to be the number one hero, and his image of heroism is strength and being the best.
(and does the best falter or show vulnerability?)
for all the applause he's gotten, it's all because of his quirk and the expected strength that comes with it. he takes what he sees as failures very critically, and internalizes it until it reaches a boiling point. he hates being perceived as weak, and in turn, needing of anything from anyone.
learning that flipping the usual switch isn't pitying, that love and praise aren't earned from perfection, AND that wanting such a thing isn't a weakness takes him some time.
i want to say the first time he indulged in playing a more submissive role wasn't planned at all. it was after a hard mission, a bad day. and you knew that, could see that he needed something that he didn't yet want to voice.
so he trusts you. that's the biggest thing. you're his person. and you're always so, so good to him. he lets you touch him like he's something precious. let’s you see him and remind him that he's loved even when he's not 'strong'.
he probably felt ashamed right after that first time. it's a feeling that crawls in slowly, because why does it feel like he lost?
he'd want to shut you out on instinct, pretend that feeling isn't there, bury it until it swallows him whole like most of his feelings do — but with a partner as loving and attentive as you, he wouldn't have to. because: aftercare !!!
very important. holding him close, not letting him retreat back behind his familar walls, reassuring him that letting go isn't a sign of weakness, that there is no winning or losing when it comes to love and sex.
you're there, you will stay, and you don't think or see him as any lesser. and that just means so much to him :(
so after that night, it becomes more of a thing, something he slowly grows to be more open to.
but just because he's indulging in submission and experimenting with that dynamic doesn't mean he does a full 180.
unless it's one of those tough nights like the first time, he's still mouthy, his pride and self preservation instincts never fully disappear. and he doesn't outright plead— i see a degree of begging but it's SO specifically him and it takes a LOT for him to say it.
i'm talking "fucking please.." through gritted teeth followed by his brows scrunching up in relief and a breathy, self-satisfied "ffuck.. yeah…" when you decide to give him what he wants.
i totally agree with him now being suuper freaked out. kink is a huuuge spectrum, and while i don't think he's completely vanilla, that the things that he'd be into don't fall anywhere near the freakier end of the spectrum lmao
degradation and humiliation to an extent because seeing that you get off on it does something to him. and it's not all that "you're a dirty slut" type shit…. (that would cringe him out goodbye)
the way he does it is more teasing, making you feel embarassed for something you want, making you admit it, say it to his face. maybe even really beg for it if he's feeling especially mean. but in the end he's very, very willing to give you what you want and do it well. he takes a LOT of pride in being able to deliver you the best.
i'm also gonna throw in praise as a kink because (begrudgingly) he does need reassurance, and he knows that his words of praise to you mean a lot— because what he says, he completely means.
i can see him dabbling in some bondage (handcuffs or the like), a degree of breathplay (like a hand at your throat perhaps), and some rougher sex in general at times (his fingers digging into your hips as he moves them to his liking, your nails raking down his back…) but he doesn't want to hurt you.. like honestly that's probably his worst fear, being at fault for your harm, so nothing too far ^^
may blabs: ok looking back at my prev post on this i def simplified and slapped the bratty sub label on him... which leans on just generically typing him buut it ok that was my first time (heh) posting smth smut-adjacent 🥹
so imma give myself sum slack. i keep things silly on here but TRUST ik there is always nuance and a lot of depth🤞
big thank u to my goat @updownandbatty 4 proofreading 😛
a/n, kinda toxic dynamic but whats new, katsuki has bigger boobs than the reader but whats new, sub katsuki, dom reader, 99% sure its gn but pls lmk if i gendered anything, degradation, semi public sex, interruptions, tell me if i need to add something please ! proof read once but im dumb as shit and usually need to proof read like five times. pretend i posted this on time
"katsuki if you dont shut up now I will seriously fucking kill you."
you felt his dick twitch twice rapidly before he whined and threw his head on your shoulder. it was just above a whisper, and way too loud for kirishima's thin walls.
your jaw clenched at the sound- as much as him being pathetic and needy turned you on, it pissed you off equally so. you hope they aren't correlated he was widely regarded as one of the strongest, and most who met him shuddered under his harsh gaze for months after meeting him.
"fuck. please. m' sorry, i swear m' sorry. just need it so bad, you get it, right ?" no. you didn't get it. at all. a few minutes ago, he was cussing out his friends for throwing such a 'stupid' party for his birthday, and looked so mad you assumed his dick was probably shrinking in on itself.
not to mention, you arent a submissive bitch. he clearly is. with the way hes pressing you against the bathroom door, hands threatening to bruise your lips, you'd expect him to be on a power trip. but no. all you had to do was sit around, look at him, and laugh when he came up with a particularly witty insult, and he was asking you to help fix his hair in the bathroom.
he hasn't fixed his hair since interning with best jeanist.
you sighed, a defeated one. you felt him perk up just a little bit. god, no matter how submissive he was, he was still just a little demanding and subtly controlling. of course, you notice this. usually this would've just resulted in you stepping on his dick and going back to the party, saving the group the tension. usually its only awkward because kaminari also gets hard, but if you ignore that they can honestly get past it.
but.. its his birthday. you sigh even louder, mostly just teasing him at this point. before he lets his guard down and gets too playful, you grab a fist of his hair and pull his head to look at yours. a louder, choked moan falls from his lips. you're genuinely weighing the pros and cons. youre trying to rationalize it by saying he deserves it for his birthday but.. the two are definitely correlated.
the more he begs and leaks against your shorts, the more the idea of shutting him up gets maddening. "fine." you roll your eyes and pretend you aren't looking forward to it just as much as he is.
he looks at you with the softest saddest eyes, an expression you wouldve never believed you'd get to see from him when you first met. "if you really dont want to, we dont have to." he began to pull away, but the rawness and vulnerability stirred something so deep within you you almost felt guilty. even more so, his genuine care for how you felt and what you wanted despite of how badly he clearly needed you melted your heart.
"no." you let go of his hair and caressed the back of his neck, gently playing with the small hairs that lead up to the spikes. if he knew any better, hed call the contrast in your touch terrifying. you pulled him closer, so close your breath was fanning against the shell of his ear. between his soft gasps, you said, "i like it when you're like this." you considered your words carefully, you usually wouldnt say something so traditionally submissive, but you didn't want him to feel like what he was doing made you uncomfortable. "please, dont go." you stared even deeper into him, hoping your eyes werent betraying how genuine you were trying to be. "i want you too."
you knew it was probably a little manipulative, acting so mean then throwing in a bit of how you really felt to keep him from leaving. but you also knew he wasnt stupid. the way his eyes lit up and pierced into yours like you were the only person on earth. the way his breath hitched and his dick was finally pushed fully against your stomach. you'd always sugarcoat it when putting it into words, but you knew it was downright manipulative and a pattern, but youd always do it because it made him so fucking happy.
because just like him crying and whining, being pathetic and bitchy made you want him, you being cold, calculating, manipulative, and mean made him feel so painfully good. "fuck. fuck i love you oh my god." his hips circled and humped into you with small but quick moments, and his voice became much more stuttery "thank you, oh fuck thank you. this was all i wanted today. only this. only you."
"you're so dumb." you hum, but theres not a hint of malice in your words. "youre welcome, baby" your hand slides down his neck, down his clothed chest, and over his pretty waist. you press a heated kiss to his mouth. his lips are soft like a girl's, and he always opens his mouth a little first, inviting you in. your hand is eventually at the waistband of his sweats, teasing the skin under it.
hes not quiet, just muffled. and as much as youd love to take your time and ruin him slowly and excruciatingly, the growing anxiety of kaminari playing dumb and trying to come in to 'make sure you guys are okay' was getting to you.
reluctantly, you pull away from him, but your hand stays provoking him. "here are the rules. if you want me to touch you, we have to finish it up quickly before it ruins the mood of that stupid ass party."
"so you do think it's stupid." he grins boyishly, eyes glinting with the same mischievousness that made you fall in love with him. his hips are leaning way more into your hand now that you're finally giving him the attention.
you sigh, but you can feel yourself smiling. you can't help but adore his antics, "sure, katsuki. if you think its stupid, then i think its stupid too. now tell me, how long are you going to let kaminari fantasize and add further details to what he thinks we're doing ? dont forget midoriya's puppy crush on you either, he might break and join in." you smile wider, but now its much more condescending.
if it weren't for how conniving you were, he wouldve been turned off just at kaminari's name. "yes, fuck, yes. i promise." he whined out, delirious at this point, "anything for you, pleasedontsayhisnameagain, anything. ill do anything please, please, please just touch me."
you laugh, you can't tell if he's trying to be funny, but youre amused either way. finally, you pull his pants down just far enough to reveal his boxers. the fabric was strained and stretched from trying to contain his hard on for this long, and you could see the distinct outline of his tip through all the precum leaking through. "soooo prettyyyy" you coo, praise being the ultimate form of humiliation for him. the pad of your thumb is circling his frenulum just soft enough to start building him up. his whining is just a little high pitched and slow but long. it almost sounds like he's in pain.
for whatever reason, a cord of reason and composure snaps within you. his eyes are gazing into yours like you just told him you put every grain of sand on the beach just for him, like you've given him the air he breathes. beads of sweat drip down his neck and forehead, while his ears and face are burning up. its all too much.
"fuck!" he's practically yelling as you suddenly switch your actions to fully pull cock out, letting your hand roam freely over its full body. he really didnt expect you to go for it just like that, even when you were keeping others waiting, you prioritized teasing him until he was as dazed as possible. "holy shit, thank you oh my god. thank you so much."
hes not even trying to whisper, and unlike most people, he doesn't really differentiate talking voicing and screaming. you kiss him roughly, letting your tongue roll over him and press his own around. you're basically bullying him. at this point, your fully jerking him off, using a harsh fast pace.
you're letting your hand go on autopilot, mainly focusing on collecting all the noise he was making with your own body. your other hand is cupping his cheek, holding him firmly in place, even though you know he'd never pull away. you want to feel him in your grasp, and he likes being held in it.
between breathes and small breaks hes crying out a small "i love you" with every one. his hands grip and massage wherever he can, flying from your chest, waist, hips, ass, thighs, anywhere he can find balance. his breath is getting broken and scarce, with his heart beating out of his quickly rising and falling chest.
the room is spinning, and you don't think there's any oxygen left anymore. for just a moment, it feels like its just the two of you laying together in your bed, only you, him, and this overwhelming feeling. you dont know why, but your chest feels so tight. like its about to explode all on its own, and you pull away just to admire katsuki as if it would help.
hes so pretty like this, cheeks stained with blush and tears, hair even more fucked up from getting dragged around and tugged. you move your hand down to the bottom of his shirt, and reach back up but under the material to his bare chest. you scratch relatively harsh down one of his bigger boobs, trying to imagine how the red marks look under his shirt. suddenly, his head tilts back, and your blood runs cold as you realize hes about to cum and his lips are totally not on yours.
well fuck ? it was worth it no matter what, how could it not be, when he was screaming your name for everyone to hear. now that shutting him up and killing him was out the window, you decided to focus on palming at his tip. it did nothing to stop his release from dripping down to the floor and onto your shorts, but atleast you saved your shirts from being totally ruined. you could probably figure out how to deal with that atleast.
relishing in his moans, you gave up on saving him the humiliation. it would make for an even hotter round at home anyway. "oh my god. i love you." he sobbed, throwing his head on your shoulder again.
you untangle your hand from its placement and softly but tantalizingly rub his shoulders. "what a pathetic whore, you can beg for me to touch you cant even look at me after you cum ? stop being a bi-"
before you could finish insulting your boyfriend, a knock was heard behind you, "oh god fucking damnit" he muttered. you were being so mean and of course it was getting interrupted.
"hey, are you guys okay ?" you hear kaminari's voice ring out, not a hint of concern to it. "I just wanted to make sure that you guys were okay you know, and.....
Mind empty, just bakugou send us a voice message of him moaning, whimpering, and grunting while he was getting rode by us, and we tease him and him getting flustered
That’s so hot 🫣🤭
His moans and whimpering would be so cute tbh
And him sending a whole voice message?? I feel like he wouldn’t know you could save it and you’ll play it randomly to tease him and make him red, calling him a whore jokingly until he begs you to call it again since he’s now hard (what a whore)
!warnings!: NSFW, MDNI. gn!dom!reader, sub!bakugo, light bondage, dirty talk, degradation, physical pain, handjob, choking (everything listed bkg receiving). reader is a bit sadistic.
he's pressed to the sheets under your strong torso, squrming and snarling. his hands are tied securely behind his back by your own tie you wore to work today, palms warm and sweaty as if he was ready to set off explosions at you at any given moment. as if you'd let him. you chuckle at the thought.
"katsuki." you murmur into his ear gently, so close, extremely close, your lips almost touching the lobe, and his breath hitches for a moment. he needs more, he craves it, but he won't admit it. you decide to give him a chance at first. "dear. be a brat again and i won't give you what you want."
"you better get off me and let me fuck you myself." he spits bitterly, voice soaked in usual irritation. your eyes widen in displeasure, nails digging into the skin of his strong shoulders, leaving pink marks. "i know how much you want my cock."
a scowl twists your face. not good.
"is that so?" you sit back, ass placed on his lower back, right above his throbbing dick, and you push your hips as hard as you can. his dick gets squished under your body weight, painfully so, and he lets out a muffled groan. "then why would you let me tie you in the first place, hm? why would you let me get on top of you? take control over your body?"
your voice is sweet, but filled with poison that beats all the air out of his lungs. he grits his teeth and wriggles in desperate attempts to get out of your grip, dick almost getting crushed and yet still extremely hard, but right now you are stronger, and you refuse to give him any opportunity to escape your punishment.
"admit it, bakugo." you lean forward, grab his hair in a hard grip of your fingers, and press his flushed face into the sheets. then, with your other hand you smack his back, making him flinch, feeling the muscles stiff under your harsh touch. he barely stifles a moan and you chuckle under your breath. "you like being treated like a slut. you like being owned. how will the world react if they see one of the top pro-heroes whimpering in pleasure from being hit?"
you hit again, and again, and again, and each time he shifts uncontrollably, whimpers through still gritted teeth, tears collect in the corners of his eyes. you tug at his blond locks so he raises his head and meets your blown out pupils. your gaze is dark, brows furrowed, but you seem very concentrated and he feels a small speck of fear tug at his heart. you notice it, but don't give yourself away.
"sh-shut up." he tries to intervene but he sounds so, so pathetic.
"you fucking brat." you let go of his hair but he's still looking at you, taking in your stern and unhinged expression and flushed face. your eyes fall on the bright red spot in the form of your hand on his back, right under his shoulderblades, and the wave of pleasure hits you again. "you love this. you love the humiliation and you love the pain."
grin paints your face as he hides his in the sheets, thus proving your point, so you decide it's finally time to turn him on his back. you flip him over and drag his stiff body to lean on the headboard, and cage his thighs between your legs.
he's breathing heavily, sweat drops falling from his face onto his chest, eyes dazed with a spark of anger, mouth agape. his lips are puffy and pretty, sparkling from wetness, and you want to kiss them so badly but you restrain yourself. he didn't deserve it.
"just touch me already, you damn- ahh," he doesn't get to finish his sentence when you wrap your fingers around the tip of his cock, not squeezing, just placing your hand on it. he moans loudly just from this small contact and you smile maliciously, taking in his fastened breathing and half-lidded eyes.
it was a trick. because right at the next second you remove your hand and slap his twitching dick, making him almost fold in half while shouting from the strike of pain.
you smile at him, innocently fluttering your eyelashes as if you didn't just smack the shit out of his cock. "does this count?"
he presses back against the headboard again, his legs now shaking. his wet hair clings to his forehead, you know it always annoys him but you purposefully don't remove it. you meet his gaze and there's a huge abyss of hate and resentment, but you know the motherfucker is thriving right now. he craves to be put in his place.
"your silence tells me it's still not enough." you hum, and bring yourself closer, almost towering over his form. he waits for a strike again, his whole body stiffening, but you take his cock in your hand and spread the precum over his length, agonizingly slow, rubbing over his veins. he relaxes after a few strokes, the features on his face smoothing out, his mouth falling agape again, and you take the opportunity to catch his lower lip between your teeth, biting and sucking on it. he kisses back, hips moving against your hand for more friction, and you swallow his moans.
you keep stroking him up and down, let go of his lips and nose his cheek, your movements becoming a bit faster now. "hmm... katsuki, would you like to be choked?"
judging from his fucked out expression, he can't think clearly right now, eyes rolling to the back of his head from pleasure. you grab his chin and turn his face towards you, your hand still moving on his length. "katsuki. yes or no." your voice is steel and demanding.
you wait for a few moments, searching for an answer on his face, until he mumbless a small "yes." and you nod.
you win.
he's already barely breathing, but you're about to make it worse. you shift a little to a more comfortable position, and to give bakugo some time to prepare himself. after that you clutch at his neck, slowly and carefully adding pressure while you brush over his cock wirh your fingers. he's squirming, not able to hold still, so you add more pressure and he wheezes, his cock twitching. you bite your own moans and move your hand faster, and faster, and he can't handle it anymore. he tries to breathe and suffocates under your touch, and you're breaking him, you're breaking bakugo katsuki.
you rub your own wetness against his limp thigh, watching his face become more pale, mouth completely open and trying to catch air.
"my little slut likes to be choked by me, hm? that's it, katsuki. know your place. know who you belong to."
and just like that, with his eyes rolling back and you removing your hand just in time, he inhales sharply and cums, white hot liquid falling on the muscles of his chest. you watch this beautiful view, taking it all in. he chokes on air, back arching in immense, overwhelming pleasure. his whole world is being destroyed in front of his eyes.
and you were the one who did it. with your own hands.
dedicated to all subby baku enjoyers. i stand with you.
summary: Who says Bakugou can’t have an early birthday present? But - does he even deserve it? After all, he just pissed you off. But, you're pretty generous.
note: bakugou is 18+. you & bakugou are pro-heroes. not proof-read.
word count: 1.4K+
Katsuki Bakugou had been an asshole lately and his birthday was coming up. It was certainly pissing you off. Did he even deserve a present from you?
“Hey dumbass Deku! Where’s my girl?” Bakugou accuses, stomping into Midoriya’s room.
“Hey, Kacchan! And (y/n)? I don’t know where she is.” Midoriya replies with a hand resting on the back of his neck awkwardly.
Bakugou grabs Midoriya by the collar of his shirt, “Don’t call her that, only I get to call her that, shitty Deku.”
“O-Okay… Sorry!” Midoriya apologizes.
“Hey, Izuku, I was wondering if you ha—” You walk into Midoriya’s room, pausing at the scene before you.
Bakugou immediately drops Midoriya at your sudden voice.
Ignoring Midoriya who was on the ground, Bakugou stomped his way over to you, his gaze worried, “Where the hell did you go?”
“Are you hurt?” Bakugou rasped as he scanned you.
“Why would I be hurt…?” You question.
“You weren’t in your room last night.” Bakugou explained, his hands resting at the small of your back, holding you close.
“I was only training Izuku. His skills need to be more refined while fighting, so I offered to help.” You reply confusedly.
Bakugou turned to Midoriya furiously.
"You lied to me? You fucking asshole! You knew exactly where she was—"
A loud slap echoed throughout the room. Everything and everyone in the room froze but you. You roughly grabbed Bakugou's chin and made him look you in the eye.
You were furious. You thought Bakugou had learned and agreed to stop fighting with Midoriya at every chance he could get.
You leaned over his ear and whispered, "I swear Katsuki, if you pull a stunt like that again, I'll leave you hot and bothered, no one to touch you - at all. I don't give a fuck if it's close to your birthday. So do me a favor and shut your goddamn mouth."
When you looked at Bakugou again he had a flushed face.
"Yes, m-ma'am," Bakugou murmured.
“W-What is happening right now?”
Bakugou’s head whips over to Midoriya and he almost bursts out with something stupid that would’ve got him in trouble.
But, Bakugou simply says, “Be quiet, you damn nerd.”
Bakugou’s quiet, but more respectful than you’ve ever seen him.
Midoriya had a blush of his own. Now that made you smirk.
“You’re free to join—if you’d like.” You tease.
You could’ve sweared you saw a flash of green from Midoriya’s fists that were held tightly. Hm…
“Please s-stop. Enough teasing.” Bakugou grumbles under his breath, before storming out of Midoriya’s room.
You chuckled to yourself before calmly walking out of Midoriya’s room, you give Midoriya a wink. Man, it’s so easy to make him blush.
“Damn it—” Bakugou grabs you by your waist and slams Midoriya’s door, pressing you against his shut door. “I can’t leave you alone for a fucking second. Was this your plan? To make me jea—never mind…”
You hummed with a very sweet smile on your face, “I’m getting bored - you’re boring me. Put on a show or I’m moving on.”
Bakugou flinched as if he had been slapped again. You hadn’t even slapped him.
You lied. Bakugou could never bore you. Thrashing against you as you made him give into extreme pleasure. He denyed the pleasure until you proved him wrong.
You wanted to toy with him. Make him hurt, just like he hurts the feelings of others. For no damn reason at all.
“Whatever.” Bakugou murmured, his shoulders slumping, a low sigh escaping him.
Bakugou simply walked away.
You couldn’t contain your smile any longer. It was lucky that he had just left.
One thing you also noticed before you saw Bakugou leave was… He was shaking.
Bakugou couldn’t stand that he couldn’t read your feelings. You didn’t let anyone see.
Bakugou wanted to be the first one.
Bakugou watched you from a distance as you talked with pro-hero, Hawks - as if you hadn’t just hurt his feelings a few minutes ago.
Bakugou thought he was doing a good job for you. But… He was boring you?
He needed to fix that.
❀ ❀ ❀
You and Bakugou shared a house. You had easy access to him. You liked it that way. You took your ‘frustrations’ out on him.
Bakugou heard the door shut and flinched even though he knew the exact time and second you came home.
Usually you’d greet Bakugou. Of course, he always gets home before you.
You rolled your shoulders and let out a tired sigh. You needed a drink. You poured yourself a glass of wine and scrolled through social media.
You heard the bedroom door open then close.
“Hey.” Bakugou whispered in greeting.
Without looking up, you continued to scroll through your phone, glass of wine in your other hand, “Hi.”
You heard Bakugou come closer, but you didn’t dare to pay attention to him. You were ‘mad’.
“‘m sorry.”
“For what, Kats?” You question.
“That you’re bored of me…”
You sighed, finally looking up at Bakugou, shocked at the sight before you. Bakugou in your lingerie.
Just from your stare, Bakugou’s head popped through the panties. He swallowed nervously.
“Come here.” You commanded.
Bakugou listened and moved in front of you.
“You think dressing up as a whore is gonna get me going?” You ask, running a hand down Bakugou’s chest.
“Yes…?” Bakugou sounded unsure as he shuddered from your sudden touch.
Hell yeah it was.
You stand up and grab your wine, walking to the couch, before sitting yourself down comfortably.
“Come sit. Now.”
Bakugou was there in an instant. His hands were shaking, his body covered in goosebumps. You knew he wasn’t cold. He was like a bitch in heat.
“Do you deserve it?” You ask, circling a finger around the head of his cock.
“Deserve what—hmghh…” Bakugou moaned, his hips instinctively thrusting up for friction.
“Fuck, this is so e-embarrassing.” Bakugou murmured his eyes on you, sweat already clouding his sexy face.
“Why not make it more?” You tip your wine glass down his chest, the wine painting his chest red like art.
Bakugou’s eyes were glued to you as you lowered yourself on your knees. You watched Bakugou in return. You spread his legs wide.
“Don’t close your legs. Got it, Kats?” You state.
Bakugou let out a weak whine and gave you a slow nod. He was already in a pleasured state. Just your attention was enough.
You leaned up and placed kisses all down his chest, licking and sucking at any remainder of wine. Bakugou whimpered, his hands all in your hair, his legs shaking trying to keep them open for you.
You flicked his nipples with your tongue. Bakugou was shuddering uncontrollably under you.
“Been a while, hm? Since I last played with you.” You taunted, putting pressure on his dick with your hand.
The friction of the pattern on the panties and the pressure, just felt so damn good to him.
“I-I can’t—!” Bakugou’s head was spinning.
“Going to cum so soon? You’re more desperate than I thought. Hm… Go ahead. Cum for me, Katsuki.” You say, continuing to tease his cock and torture his chest with your mouth.
Splurts of his cum coated your hand and you pulled down the panties and you used his cum as lube to continue to jerk him off. The pleasure quickly ended and turned to a tickling, painful feeling.
“N-No!” Bakugou cried out, trying to close his legs, his hands shakily trying to remove your hands from him.
“I’d like to see you try, you whiny bitch.” You taunt, quickening your strokes on him.
Bakugou was always bad at overstimulation. Just after one time cumming is hard for him. That’s exactly why you chose to do this to him.
“Fuck, I can’t anymore—mghh—nooo!”
“If you can’t anymore, why is your cock still leaking then, hm?”
“I-I—”
Your mouth connected to his cock and he couldn’t hold any sounds from coming out of his mouth even if he tried. Your mouth was so warm. He started to feel pleasure again.
“Feels good. Oh~!” Bakugou started to thrust his hips again.
You teased his cock with your tongue, running your nails down his chest.
He came a second time and was extremely tired and sluggish. You cleaned yourself and him off, changed him, and helped him walk to your shared bedroom.
“‘m forgiven?” Bakugou slurred as you both got into bed.
You smiled.
“Of course you are, Kats. Pretty sure you wear my lingerie better than me.” You tease, as Bakugou buries his head in your neck.
Bakugou only blushes and buries himself further into your neck embarrassedly.
a/n: this was supposed to be posted april 18, but i was lazy and i didn’t have any time to actually write it, but it’s probably already bakugou’s bday anyway. so hbd, you rude bitch!
“I want to hear you cry Katsuki,” you smirked sadistically. “You’ve picked a sadistic dom to fall in love with,” you chimed as you placed a kiss on his cheek.
Pressing your chest against him as you sucked on his neck, you felt his hands travel up and down your spine. His warm hands felt nice on your skin. Breathing him in, that scent, the taste, it was mesmerizing. He tasted so sweet, like sugar, literally because of his quirk. You couldn’t get enough as you moved from his neck to his chest, leaving a trail of saliva from your tongue.
“Y/N,” Bakugou called as you looked at him, your eyes full of desire. You tilted your head, “You’re still being shy, huh?” You could tell he was flustered by the pink tint painting his cheeks. “If you want something, ask. And make sure to address me as master or Y/N.”
For a moment, you thought he’d play nice, you thought he followed instructions. “I’m not doing that shit,” he grumbled as he grabbed your hips and started grinding on your cunt. You were shocked by this and let out a moan. Bakugou smirked at this, his dry humping getting faster. You gripped his shoulders, staring directly into his eyes, having enough.
His pace slowed, “Wait, your eyes are turning yellow. Hey-!” In an instant, he was suspended in the air by your quirk. “This is not fair, Ursula. PUT ME DOWN,” he demanded.
You strolled over to him, your tongue clicking, “Oh, Bakugou… I’m the one who gives orders. You have to ask permission to do anything. So, what you just pulled there, the dry humping, I never said you could do that pervert.” His eyes grew wide at your comment, your eyes still glowing yellow.
You smirked, getting close to his face, “Not unless you say Pineapple, and you haven’t said the word so it seems you want to keep going.” Looking at his body, you grabbed onto his throbbing cock over his boxers, “And it doesn’t seem like you want me to stop either. You’re really a fucking perv.”
“Now, you will do as I say. Unless… you actually want to stop, then say pineapple,” you spoke softer. “Anyways!” You used your quirk, black tentacles that seeped out of your spine, to place him a little suspended on the bed. One of your tentacles held his arms above his head for you; another, spreading his legs.
“Shithead, put me down!”
Ripping the condom wrapper and placing the condom on, you glanced at Bakugou to see him in bliss. “I’m going to fuck the shit out of you, even if you got me tied up with your stupid tentacles,” he smirked, almost like he thought did something. You rolled your eyes as you sat on his abdomen, which made the blondie raise an eyebrow.
You looked around, “You got a condom?”
His eyes lit up, “Um, yeah. It’s in my drawer.” You chuckled to yourself, knowing that you weren’t going to give him what he wanted. “What’s so funny?” He retorted.
“Oh, nothing. You just seem so eager.” Using one of your free tentacles, it went to get the condom. You slowly peeled his boxers off, slowly watching it turn from skin to blonde pubes to shaft. You giggled at his dick wagging like a tail after you tore his briefs off.
You leaned down, leaving kisses around his areola. He gasped, “What the-” You continued your actions, getting similar noises out of him. “Why, why does this feel so good?” He exhaled as you chuckled into his skin. As you kissed one of his nipples, you took your free hand to massage the other. He moaned loudly, his head leaning back.
“Please, keep doing that,” he whined. I grabbed my other hand and pinched his side.
“Please, keep doing that, who?” I began to correct him as I stopped all my motions.
“What the fuck asshole, keep going.”
I slapped him, “You don’t speak to your master like that. Address me properly,” I chastised, my hand pulling at his nipple.
“Ah~-!” He whimpered, feeling the pain of my fingers. “You fuck- Sorry, master.”
I smiled, “Good boy.” I planted a kiss on his cheek, and for a second, he smiled. I went back to his nipple, but this time, I used my tongue to make circles around it.
Katsuki squirmed underneath you, “Fuck, Y/N, that feels so fucking good~” he moaned into the warm air.
You thought about caving, but no, you had to stick with the plan you thought up in only 3 minutes. Your inviting smile turned into a malicious one. You pressed your tongue against his already sore nipple and went to town. He cried out due to the overstimulation. At the same time, you rubbed yourself on his cock and had a tentacle caressing his balls.
As you continued to pleasure his nipples, you took the time to have one of your tentacles hold his dick in place. You slowly backed up and started rubbing your clit against his tip. You both moaned to the feeling of one another.
“Shit, please, master, please ride my dick,” he whined as he looked at you. He gave you a look you’d never thought you’d see from him, puppy dog eyes. You smiled brightly. It was so cute. You advanced further, teasing his tip with your warm and wet entrance.
He moaned, he squirmed, he grunted; wanting some form of release. He wanted to be inside you, feel how warm you were and how tight you were. Those thoughts ran rampant in his mind, and he started to get impatient. “When are you going to do what I asked? You said if I asked, you’d do it, nerd!”
You sat up on him, “I never said I’d grant every wish.” You swiftly turned yourself around, pressing your already wet pussy to his face.
He stopped licking your pussy for a second, “Fuck, Y/N, you really know what you’re doing. Shithe- Master, I could cum any second.”
“Eat me out, Cocksuki,” you ordered as you removed the condom from his dick.
You let spit drip from your lips. The instant the saliva touched his tip, you felt vibrations on your clit. You let his arms free and they wrapped around your waist, holding you in place. You moaned as you put his length into your mouth.
“Gosh, Bakugou, you really know what you’re doing,” you complimented as you caressed his gooch with your fingers.
You paused your actions, “Why thank you. I don’t mean to ruin the mood in any way, but have you ever done anal?”
He raised an eyebrow, “Like fucked someone in the ass?”
I chuckled, “More like a finger up your ass.” His eyes grew big, and he stopped looking at me. “I need an answer, Katsuki.”
“SHUT UP Y/N!! I’ll stop all this right now and blow your fucking face off!!!”
He coughed, “I… I may have….”
“NO WAY, THE Bakugou plays with his ass?”
“No need for that,” I instructed, “I just want to overstimulate you.”
“Oversti-?” His word was cut off by the moans that flew out of his mouth.
You sucked on his dick fast, your tongue swirling around his tip as you did. You, also, used one of your tentacles that you had put lubricant on, that Bakugou had in his drawer while everything was happening, and entered Baugou’s asshole. You had two other tentacles rubbing his nipples as they lifted your body slightly to do so.
The room was filled with both of your moans. Bakugou gripped your waist harder than before. His body soon tensed, but he continued to lick at your clit.
“Hugh~ Y/- Plea- Omg~” he whined, his body feeling every type of overload.
The tentacle that was in his ass kept moving in and out, making sure to hit his prostate every time. Your head doing the same, bobbing up and down. Bakugou’s only goal was to try to withstand it all, even if it was hard, so he could make you cum.
Remembering his arms were free, Bakugou took one of his digits and entered you. You cried out to the unexpected pleasure. You didn’t protest, so he moved his index finger around to find that special spot. He found it when he felt you gripping his sides tightly. He curled his finger towards this spot and wouldn’t give you a break. That’s when you went full force with your tentacles.
“Fuck~” you both moaned. Both your heavy breathing is heard.
“Y/- I-.... I’m. get- I’m close~” he whimpered, tears slowly running down as his whole body locked up.
Grabbing his sides, you breathed, “Me too.”
Coming back into reality, you felt a warm liquid in your mouth and you noticed you both weren’t in the air anymore, but fell onto the bed. Your tentacles disappeared.
You both continued your actions, and you both finally reached your climaxes. “I’m going to cum,” Bakugou exclaimed.
“Me too, let’s cum together,” you said.
You kept your lips on his cock as you felt your body shut down, your eyes rolling back, that amazing feeling of euphoria. For a second, you didn’t even know where you were, you felt completely content.
The both of you rested in his bed for a little, cuddling, trying to come down from your highs. Katsuki cleaned himself off with some tissue and you did the same. After a while, you opened your eyes to find Bakugou asleep. You chuckled quietly to yourself and got up out of his bed, your legs still a little shaky. You put your clothes on to go to the bathroom to properly clean up.
You turned around, Bakugou’s cum still in your mouth, and kissed him. You let go of the cum and spit it into his mouth. His eyes widened.
“Swallow,” you commanded, and he did as told. You smiled, “Good job, Katsu.” You planted a kiss on his cheek. He smiled again at the praise.
“That’s so sweet. But, yeah, no one told me.”
Walking slowly to the bathroom, you see everyone entering the dormitory. “Hey, Y/N! How was being here alone?” Mina asked.
“Where were you guys?” You grumbled.
“Didn’t someone tell you? We went out to the grocery store. We’re going to have a small dinner tonight. We’d thought it’d be a nice surprise for Bakugou since he’s the one always cooking.”
“I’m so sorry, totally did not mean to exclude you!” She frowned.
“It’s all good, I’m just going to use the bathroom. I’ll keep Bakugou distracted for you guys.”
“Aw, thanks Y/N, you’re the best.”
After finishing up in the bathroom, you went back to Bakugou’s room, making sure to close the door, then cuddled up with him.
A/N: I kinda wanna draw Bakugou in this scene with the tentacles 😳
FanArt:
Inspired by Caught in the Act Pt. 2
You should go read 😉
Word Count: 1815
TW: Anal, Overstimulation, Nipple Play, Female Domination, Tenta
Warning: sex between minors, rimming, fingering, protected sex. Long chapter, 3000+ words.
Right in front of the front door, I stopped. I was going to grab my keys, when I felt what I bought with my money. Quickly, I hid the condoms in my pants pocket and the lube inside my hoodie, being held by the waistband of my underwear.
I made sure nothing was visible or looked too suspicious before I opened the door.
I took off my shoes and placed my keys on the table by the door. My feet took me to the kitchen, my dad was still cooking, so I just placed the milk on the fridge and the flour on the cabinet.
"Dad," I called him as I handed him his wallet, he smiled and took it, putting it in his pocket.
Without saying anything, I went up to my room and released a breath I didn't know I was holding. My heart was beating fast and I quickly took off my hoodie, hiding the lube and condoms in my underwear drawer, under everything.
Now, I went down to the kitchen, so I could get the pancake batter ready for tomorrow.
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When I finished mixing it, I covered the bowl with some film to put it inside the fridge, and I helped my dad cook dinner, even though there wasn't much that was left to do.
Right as I placed the plates on the table, the twins and mom walked in.
"You can go take a shower if you want, (M/n)." I smiled and nodded, excusing myself and going up to take a quick shower.
I did have a private bathroom, but with so many things on my mind, I forgot. It was good that I did.
After like ten minutes, I walked out, wearing my sleepwear, otherwise it would've been suspicious to be wearing normal clothes this late.
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During the entire dinner, I didn't say a single thing, the nervousness didn't let me.
But I did snap out of my daze when I heard my name being called, "(M/n)...?" It was my mother.
"Sorry, I was... thinking about something." I showed her a grin, and she just nodded at me.
"How have you been at U.A.?" It took me a while to answer, but as I thought about my response, the images of Katsuki flashed in my mind, making me smile like a love-struck teenager.
"It's been amazing," my eyes moved down to my food, and I kept eating when nobody said anything else.
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When the clock hit ten-fifty, I got a message.
BabySuki;
You can come over, (M/n).
I'll be waiting for you~
I let out a breath, and silently I got up, changed out of my pajamas and grabbed what I needed. My phone, too. And I mentally cursed to myself when I remembered that I left my keys downstairs.
But anyway, I moved my window blinds and looked out. My bedroom was on the second floor, so I was searching for somebody outside to stop their legs and be able to jump out of my window.
Bingo.
I saw a man walking and talking on his phone from the street across my house, I stopped his legs and I heard his groan from here. I enhanced my legs and sat on my window, getting ready to jump.
My fall wasn't as noisy as I expected, so it was easy to just speedwalk from here to Katsuki's house.
On my way there, my hands were shaking and I was almost sweating. I was beyond nervous, like, you have no idea how fucking scared I am right now. Setting an alarm on my phone proved to be quite difficult.
But when I saw the Bakugou's household, I knew I couldn't back out now. So, trying to calm myself down, I got my phone out to text Katsuki.
;I'm here.
Before even a minute passed after my text, the front door was opening, and Katsuki was there.
As I got close I noticed his appearance. He was wearing a tight tank top and loose sweatpants, but his face was red and he seemed to be almost drooling.
For an instant, I got worried that he might be sick or something, but when I stood in front of him, he just yanked me inside his house and jumped on me, wrapping my hips with his legs.
I closed the door behind me, and I placed him against it. He smirked and bit his bottom lip, making me lick my lips instinctively.
"You can do whatever you want to me, (M/n)." Katsuki muttered and his legs tightened his grip on my hips, making me get closer to him, "I'm yours tonight~"
My hand moved up to his face, and I cupped his cheeks, smiling at him sweetly, "I'm going to make love to you, Katsuki." I kissed him slowly, parting my lips to let my tongue out, caressing his plump lips.
Katsuki let me in, and as our tongues collided I walked us to his room. When I reached the stairs, unfortunately, I had to back away, but Katsuki leaned down to my neck, where he left plenty of kisses and a few bites.
It felt good, and every time his lips or teeth touched my sweet spot a shiver ran down my spine, making me hold him tighter.
After I opened his bedroom door, I laid him down on his bed, going back to the door to lock it.
When I turned back around, the sight in front of me made my blood boil south. Katsuki had his hand under his pants and underwear.
But he wasn't touching his dick.
"(M/n)... I want you... here..." he said between gasps as his body squirmed around on his bed.
Letting out a heavy sigh, I got out the lube and condoms, placing them on his nightstand so I could take off my hoodie and shoes.
I got in between his legs and leaned down to kiss him again.
He hugged me, and I felt the heat of his palm against me, but my t-shirt was tugged away from my skin, and I felt it falling off me.
When it was dangling from my shoulder, I snickered and pulled back.
"You could've told me to take it off, I loved this shirt," he chuckled and sat up, making me do it too.
"I liked it too, but it was covering the view of my hot boyfriend," I laughed at his comment, remembering a previous conversation.
"I am not 'hot', Katsuki." He groaned and sat on my lap, wrapping my neck with his arms.
"You do, but nobody knows because I'm the only one allowed to see it," Katsuki kissed me and I held his thighs, squeezing them every time his hips moved against mine.
We parted for a second and I took off his tank top, throwing it somewhere in the room. I slipped my hands inside his sweatpants and squeezed his ass, Katsuki moaned against my lips and laid down, taking me down with him.
"Undress me, (M/n)." I licked my lips as I slowly pulled down Katsuki's pants, caressing his smooth skin on the way.
I threw them somewhere too, and I noticed Katsuki looking down at my lower body, the tent inside my pants was noticeable and the want in his eyes was too. He wanted me and that made me flustered, but also a bit relieved.
I leaned down to kiss him again. His hand pushed down on my lower back to make me press against him. My hips moved on their own with Katsuki's, and we grinded on each other for a while as I wondered how I should prepare him, and I pulled away when I decided.
"Turn around, Katsuki." He looked at me confused.
"What for?" I gulped nervously and stroked his face.
"I have to prepare you, puppy." Katsuki blushed and shook his head.
"I-I can do it on my own, y... you don't need t-to..." I smiled softly at him and pecked his lips.
"I know, but I want to do it. Would you let me?" His blush remained, darkening even, but he nodded, and hesitantly, he turned around.
I held his hips and made him lift them, keeping his upper body pressed on the bed.
My fingers hooked on the waistband of his boxers and pulled them down.
A pink and puckered entrance greeted me. I bit my lip and my breath quickened. I heard Katsuki groan and I looked at him.
"This is so embarrassing..." I grinned and moved over him to kiss him in between his shocker blades.
"I know baby, but I'll do it as fast as I can, okay?" He nodded pressing his face on the pillow and gripping the bedsheets.
I moved back to my previous position and took a deep breath... Okay, here I go.
My head lowered and I poked my tongue out, slowly dragging it against his hole.
"Wha-!" Katsuki turned his head to look over his shoulder, "(M/n) that's d-dirty, don't... do that-ah!" I interrupted him by pressing my tongue harder, penetrating him.
Katsuki was whimpering a lot, covering his face with the pillows and gripping the bedsheets. His hips were thrusting back at me, only fueling my confidence and allowing me to keep going.
"Ahh! Yes, t-that's so good... your tongue is... amazin-AH! (M/n)~"
Without backing away, I looked at Katsuki's body. He was trembling and whining quite a bit, so I moved my tongue around a bit more, before pulling away.
Katsuki's legs gave out under him as he struggled to steady his breath, and I reached out to grab the bottle of lube. I opened it and squeezed, getting some of the transparent and sticky substance on my fingers. He was already wet inside, so as I pressed my index on his entrance, it went in with ease.
Katsuki groaned, and with shaky legs, he raided his hips again. I moved my finger around a bit, loosening him enough before pressing my middle finger, and pushing it in.
"Gh... ahh~" Katsuki moaned quietly as my fingers stretched him out slowly. I leaned down to plant kisses on his shoulders and back, trying to relax him. I had two fingers inside of him, while my free arm was over his shoulder.
Katsuki gripped my bicep and the bed sheets, gasping every few seconds.
But, where was this spot...?
I moved my fingers around experimentally, pressing randomly against his tight walls, feeling around as I searched for small a bump, until-
"GAH~!" Katsuki's back arched as he moaned out loudly, and I kept pressing there, thrusting my fingers in and out of him. "Ah! (M/n)!" His forehead rested on my forearm, the moaning muffled by the pillow.
But I wanted him to keep moaning like that.
So I put in a third finger and pressed hard on his prostate.
"Fuck!" Katsuki was moaning nonstop now. I couldn't really see his expression, but with the noises he was letting out, I knew how good he was feeling. "Yes yes yes! There... please, do it... there-ah!"
A sudden stinging pain filled my arm, and when I looked over Katsuki's shoulder, I saw why. He was biting my arm, harshly. Probably drawing out some blood. It was weirdly arousing, seeing Katsuki attempting to cover how good he was feeling.
Now my sadistic side was coming out.
My fingers curled constantly against his prostate without giving him a break, making his body tremble with pleasure.
"Shit! Fuck! I'm-Ahh! I'm cu-cumming..." his moans and whimpers were music to my ears, and I moved my fingers quicker, "(M/N)!"
His body shook underneath me, and I rode out his climax, slowly stroking his prostate. When his breathing was normalizing, I pulled my fingers out of him and made him turn to look at me.
I inspected his body and then the bedsheets, but I found no semen stain.
"Did you just have a... dry orgasm?" He nodded weakly and I smiled at him sweetly, leaning down to kiss his red cheeks. "Do you want to stop, Katsuki? You seem already worn out."
He shook his head eagerly from side to side, "I want this... and you want it too... I'll be fine, (M/n)." His arms wrapped around my neck, pulling me down and kissing me.
Katsuki's hands trailed down to my chest before going lower to grip the hem of my pants
"Take them off," he mumbled against my lips, and I got up from him, taking off my pants and underwear.
When I was completely naked, Katsuki's eyes widened as he stared at me up and down, I felt kind of conscious about my body, but I tried to push that feeling away.
I got in between his legs again, and as soon as I did, Katsuki held my neck and wrapped his legs around my waist, pulling me down in an instant to kiss me. He was moving his hips towards me, my hardened dick gracing his entrance, making us gasp.
"Katsuki, wait... I need the... condom..." I said in between breaths as he wouldn't stop trying to get my dick inside of him.
"I want it in... now, I don't care about the fucking condom..." he muttered desperately in my ear, his warm breath on my skin making me tremble, "(M/n), I need you~"
Closing my eyes tightly and breathing heavily, I calmed myself down. When I thought about this situation, I imagined a calm and loving scene, I never would've imagined Katsuki would be this desperate... for my dick.
I reached out to grab a condom, and I opened it, prying myself away from Katsuki's hold and put it on. Now, the lube-
"You don't need that," Katsuki growled as he pushed me, making me sit on his bed, he leaned down and kept his hips raised before looking up at me and smirking. "Enjoy my mouth, (M/n)."
What...?
A groan escaped my mouth when Katsuki wrapped his swollen lips on my shaft. I gulped and stared down at him.
He was taking my cock so greedily... but if he keeps going I'll be cumming soon. I let him bob his head a few times, as I gasp and hold onto my self-control.
"Katsuki... t-that's en-enough..." I held his shoulder and pushed him away, he groaned around me, making me bite my tongue at the pleasure it sent through my body, but I made him sit up.
"I was just-" I interrupted him as I kissed him, slowly and carefully, conveying to him how important this moment was, and how we shouldn't rush anything because of our hormones.
Katsuki moaned against my lips and hugged my neck, his fingers playing with my hair as I made him lie on the bed once more.
"Now," I whispered on his lips when we barely separated to take a breath, "I'll be doing the rest, it'll hurt but... I will be gentle, okay?" Katsuki looked into my eyes, his crimson-coloured ones looking so soft and vulnerable as he nodded once.
"I love you, (M/n)." My breath hitched, every time I heard him saying that, it set my heart on a race. I smile brightly at him.
"I love you too, puppy. With all my heart." We kissed again, and while we did, I moved my hand to align my member with his entrance.
Slowly, I pushed the tip in and Katsuki gasped, digging his nails into my scalp making me release a low groan. It hurts, but Katsuki was in worse pain than I was so I won't complain.
"S-shit, it... burns," Katsuki hissed, and when I looked at him he had his eyes closed tight, biting his lip hard. I leaned down and traced his face with kisses, whispering uncountable 'I love you's' after every single one, he growled and pushed my head into his neck. "You're making me feel... more embarrassed, shut... up for a bit."
I snickered but shut up nonetheless, I trailed my hands to hold his waist, caressing his soft skin with my fingertips. Katsuki moved his hands too, holding my face and making me look at him.
An instant loving smile plastered my face when we made eye contact. He blinked quickly a few times, before looking away with a huff, but stared back at me again.
"You can move now," he mumbled, his cheeks getting darker and his eyes glistening. I graced my bottom lip with my teeth and leaned down to kiss him again.
My hold on his waist tightened a bit, and very slowly started thrusting inside of him. Katsuki gasped and turned his head away, a pained expression on his features. I moved until my dick was all the way inside of him, making me gasp as I felt his tight walls around me.
Shit, I want to move-
"Gngh..." -but Katsuki wasn't ready yet, so I stayed still for a while longer and I distracted him with kisses on his lips, on his cheeks and down to his neck, where I left bite marks and small hickies. "(M/n)~"
His moan sent shivers down my spine and I was sure my hands were going to leave bruises on his body. He kept moaning as I played with his neck and collarbone, but when his legs wrapped around my hips I went back to his lips.
And I kissed him as I moved my hips against his again.
"Ngh!" He held me closer with his limbs, and I placed one of my hands by his head to keep myself up.
Whenever I went in completely, Katsuki tightened around me, making me groan deeply, so I placed my mouth on his neck, muffling my noises on Katsuki's skin. He was moaning a lot, but it wasn't loud, it was more like breathless moans, and I thought it was cute, but I needed more.
So I shifted my hips a bit, kneeling on the bed and making Katsuki's hips raise. One of his hands was tangled in my hair while the other was wrapped around my back, pushing me closer to him.
"(M/n)... move f-faster, please..." he whimpered and I growled.
"As you wish, puppy."
"Ahh~ F-fuck! Yes yes..." my hair was pulled harshly and I felt a stinging pain on my back.
My teeth gritted as I began thrusting faster and harder inside Katsuki, his moans getting louder with each passing second. And he was becoming more aggressive too.
The hair pulling was arousing to me and the scratches were too, but his fangs were piercing my skin.
"Katsuki, that... hurts," I hissed trying to back away from him for a moment, but he kept me trapped with his limbs.
Okay, he wants it rough, I'll give him rough.
I gripped his hair and tugged it back, his mouth released my shoulder, and I held him down by his wrists.
When I looked down at him...
"Fucking shit..."
Katsuki was breathing heavily, moans escaping his lips and his dick was leaking with pre-cum. He groaned when I stopped moving and he squirmed around.
"Katsuki?" I called out to him and we made eye contact.
"D-don't stop n-now, (M/n)... it feels so g-good..." I felt my dick twitching inside him and he gasped loudly, "You're still... getting bigger? F-fucking asshole."
I let go of his wrist to grip his hips, pressing his body to mine.
He whimpered as I went in deeper, and his hands held the pillow under his head desperately.
"Goddamn it, (M/n), y-you're even deeper inside me now." Katsuki's dick twitched and it leaked even more.
I smirked down at him, "Get ready for the time of your life, puppy."
What followed my words was an unstoppable chain of noises. Moans, gasps and whines left Katsuki's throat as I rammed my hips into his. I was grunting as Katsuki's insides wouldn't stop squeezing me whenever I pressed on his prostate.
But my thrusts were getting sloppy, and I felt my breath become irregular.
"K-Katsuki... you're so fucking t-tight..." Katsuki extended an arm and I leaned down, resting my forehead on his collarbone.
"A-and y-you're- Ah!... Too big."
Katsuki dug his nails on my back again, but I didn't pay any mind to that because a pair of pink, hard nipples, caught my attention.
I went down to them, reaching a hand up to rub the right one and lick the left. Katsuki whimpered my name, keeping my head on his chest.
I pinched it as I sucked on the other, barely gracing my teeth on it. And when it was perky, covered in my drool, I swapped.
"Yes, (M/n)... I'm-shit! I'm going to cum... please, go faster, fuck~..."
I growled and hugged his waist, my arms completely wrapping around him, having his entire lower half off the bed, and resting my body weight on top of Katsuki's body, "Goddamn it, Katsuki... I love you, puppy." He gasped and wrapped me with his limbs, his palms heating against my back.
"I-I love y-you too, (M-M/n). I love you..." With his words, my heart felt like it was going to explode, sending a shiver from my head to my toes.
I felt my quirk activating on its own and I tried not to look at him, even when Katsuki moved my head to kiss me, I just closed my eyes. The kiss was sloppy, but it was a kiss that conveyed our feelings perfectly.
I got control over my quirk back, and I opened my eyes. Katsuki's eyes were glossy with tears, some of them had already dripped down his temples, and there was some drool peeking from the corner of his mouth.
I pressed our foreheads together, and we stared at each other while moans and groans filled the room.
"I love you..." We whispered in unison and we instantly smiled together.
"(M/n)..." Both of his heated palms cupped my face, but he wasn't burning me, it was rather nice.
"Katsuki..." As if we were reading the other's mind, we leaned in to kiss.
A slow, loving and caring kiss.
But Katsuki's climax made him arch his back and openly moan my name. I reached my own orgasm too, and I muffled my growl biting the crook of Katsuki's neck.
We were both panting when we got down from our high, but before we fell asleep I pulled out of him and took off the condom, I tied it and went to his bathroom so I could throw it away.
When I walked back in, Katsuki was covering his lower body with the sheets, but I saw the cum still on his abdomen. I chuckled and walked back into the bathroom, grabbing a towel and wetting it a bit.
Katsuki stared at me with half-lidded eyes, and I realized I was still naked, but it didn't make me feel self-conscious. I wiped his abs clean but before I could get up to wash it, Katsuki grabbed it from my hand and tossed it somewhere.
"Sleep with me, (M/n)..." He whispered and I smiled, nodding and getting in the bed by his side.
He wrapped his arms around my waist and pressed his face on my chest.
"I love you, puppy." He looked up at me, smiled and pecked my lips, getting back to his previous position.
Just thinking about teasing Bakugo’s nipples…Like the man has fuking tits, what am I supposed to do, not suck them?!?
So I was wondering if you could write something of that? 😅
EEK so this is the first time I am writing an ask so lowkey a bit excited don't mind me but. YES YES YES. the things I would do to that man's tits.
Nswf! Of course .
Warnings : pet names, nipple sucking and slight mentions of lactation.
It takes some time to get him to agree. He would just look at you confused the first time and say :what I'm not a girl-. But then he finally tries it and my god are you in for a fun time.
Just imagine having him sitting in your lap with his legs wraped around your waist as he is trying not to fall apart under your touch.
D-doesnt eaven feel that go-O-d. He would say as he is trying not to let out the sluttiest moan you have ever heard. His cheeks would be bright red.
He would have one hand at the back of your head and he would lowkey pull your hair on accident but you are willing to put up with if it means you get to have him like this for a while .
If you make some comment like :i wonder if I'll get any milk from these . He would absolutely look the other direction trying not to let you see his flustered gaze.
He clould cum just from you suckong his nipples . (And he has.)You sometimes bite his nipples to tease him and his back makes the most beautiful arch that pushes his chest further in to your mouth!
Lets just say he always has some marks on his chest that force him to wear his winter uniform during the summer. He isn't mad about it though. As long as you're happy that's what matters to him and you are lucky that he's so in love with you that he is willing to let you do these types of things to him.(also he actually loves it when you do it but would rather die then to ever tell you)
Welp that's all! I hope this was what you were expecting and don't be shy to ask for more ! And for other characters as well!
