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deexrah9

Mar 3

Streamer Katsuki bakugou x fem reader

this my first post so idk how to work ts 🥀

This will also include the parts from tt.

Not recommended for under 16s

May have some grammatical errors

Katsuki Bakugou doesn't lose.

It's not ego. It's statistics.

Top ranked. Verified account. Thousands of viewers per stream. His chat moves so fast, it's unreadable most nights.

His whole brand?

Brutally honest. Aggressive gameplay. Zero mercy.

He doesn't just win - he dominates.

Tonight's stream was normal.

Controller in hand, his headset on, the camera angled just above, where you could see everything about him.

The curve of his biceps, the way his shirt clung to his skin.

He loads into a new game with a level 2 player.

"Watch this," he mutters to the chat without looking up. "I'm about to end this in under three minutes."

Not even 30 seconds later does Bakugou snipe the guy 100 yards away. He leans back into his chair, the chair groaning under his weight. The chat goes absolutely crazy.

𝙆𝙄𝙉𝙂 𝙂𝙊𝘼𝙏 𝙁𝙍 𝙃𝙊𝙏𝙏𝙄𝙀

"Next." He calls lazily, spawning into a new match.

Opponent: 𝗥𝗿𝗿𝘀𝗸𝗿𝗿𝗿

Bakugou blinks at the screen, straightening up slightly. "Who?"

The map fully loads and on the other side of the screen, you sat with one leg up, chin resting on your knee as you held the pink console.

A small smirk crept on your lips as you glance over at your second monitor, where Bakugou sat, not aware that his opponent had been watching this entire time.

"Finally." You whisper to yourself, lifting your chin off your knee and positioning your thumbs over the joysticks.

You had been watching Bakugou for weeks, lurking in the shadows as you watched him play.

He was getting wins too easily, cleaning each opponent within seconds. So, you had to see for yourself if he was really as good as he looked.

After a while of waiting, you had finally gotten paired with him. Ad you werent about to waste a second of it.

Once the map finished loading, Bakugou immediately runs away to find a spot to kill you.

But you knew better. After watching him play for so long, you knew his strategies which were a bit unfair.

Your character slid under a pole and jumped before ducking as a shot flew past your head. You heard his breath hitch ever so quietly.

You turned around, sniping him square in the rest. Your eyes lingered to your second monitor to his chat where it was going berserk.

𝙉𝙊 𝙒𝘼𝙔

𝙒𝙏𝙁

𝙒𝙃𝙊 𝙄𝙎 𝙏𝙃𝘼𝙏?

Bakugou let out a 'tch' without looking at his chat. "that was luck."

"Sure it was." You remarked to yourself as you both respawned in different places.

Your character was crouching at the top of a building, the sky a pale blue filled with misty clouds.

Through your headphones, you could hear the faint footsteps approaching on your left side, just where the staircase to the rooftop was located.

Your index finger found the LT button and held it down, your viewpoint going from third person to the eyepiece of the sniper.

You spotted the tiniest movement going up the stairs and you immediately pressed RT.

𝗦𝗰𝗼𝗿𝗲: 2-0

You dropped the controller into your lap, leaning forward to use your keyboard. The chat opened up, the small box turning white.

𝗥𝗿𝗿𝗿𝘀𝗸𝗿𝗿𝗿: 𝘂 𝗽𝗹𝗮𝘆 𝗹𝗶𝗸𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗼𝗻 𝘀𝘁𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗺 𝘁𝗼𝗼?

His eyes darted to the chat. His jaw clenched as his eyes skimmed over the words repeatedly times before glancing up at the camera.

𝑳𝑴𝑭𝑨𝑶𝑶𝑶𝑶𝑶

𝑺𝑯𝑬𝑺 𝑾𝑨𝑻𝑪𝑯𝑰𝑵𝑮

𝑬𝑴𝑩𝑨𝑹𝑹𝑨𝑺𝑺𝑰𝑵𝑮𝑮𝑮

Bakugou kissed his teeth before leaning back in his seat, adjusting, his hand grabbing the mic to move it closer. "you typing or playing?"

The corner of your lip tugged upwards, your tongue rolling against the inside of your cheek before you made a popping noise.

You both respawn yet again. You take a second to adjust yourself in your seat before setting off into a nearby building. You entered a room, accidentally cornering Bakugou.

RT.

𝗦𝗰𝗼𝗿𝗲: 3-0

You opened the chat again, your fingers hitting the keys.

𝗥𝗿𝗿𝘀𝗸𝗿𝗿𝗿: 𝗼𝗺𝗴 𝘄𝗮𝗶𝘁

𝗥𝗿𝗿𝘀𝗸𝗿𝗿𝗿: 𝗮𝗿𝗲 𝘂 𝗮𝗰𝘁𝘂𝗮𝗹𝗹𝘆 𝘀𝘄𝗲𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗿𝗻

A bead of sweat had in fact grown on Bakugou's forehead, trickling down his cold skin.

The muscles in his jaw tense, he leans forward, his grip on his console tightening.

"I'm not sweating."

𝑾𝑨𝑰𝑻 𝑯𝑬𝑺 𝑨𝑪𝑪 𝑺𝑾𝑬𝑨𝑻𝑰𝑵𝑮

𝑵𝑨𝑯𝑯𝑯𝑯𝑯

𝑵𝑶 𝑾𝑨𝒀

But he ignores the chat as he was too focused on trying to kill his opponent who was too good for him.

The characters respawn and Bakugou doesn't move until you had.

He lunged at you out of nowhere, firing a shot too close to your arm. You ducked, shooting at him but the bullet missed him.

He fires another shot at you, you side stepped just in time, firing a shot right at his leg.

His character slumps dramatically onto the floor, the screen flashing bright blue '𝑽𝑰𝑪𝑻𝑶𝑹𝒀' for you.

While his screen flashed red in the word '𝑫𝑬𝑭𝑬𝑨𝑻'

The corner of his eye twitched, chest heaving while his chat went crazy.

𝙒𝙊𝘼𝙃𝙃𝙃

𝙁𝙄𝙍𝙎𝙏 𝙇𝙊𝙎𝙎???

𝙒𝙏𝙁 𝙉𝙊 𝙒𝘼𝙔 𝙃𝙀 𝙇𝙊𝙎𝙏 𝙏𝙊 𝘼 𝙂𝙄𝙍𝙇

𝙎𝙃𝙀𝙎 𝘼 𝘽𝘼𝘿𝘿𝙄𝙀

He ignored the chat. He wasn't going to give up just yet. Bakugou doesn't take a loss just like that. That is what you have learnt from his past streams.

You leaned back in your chair, console in your lap as you eyed Bakugou down, watching his every movement.

He ripped his headset off halfway, looking at the camera. "𝒓𝒖𝒏 𝒊𝒕 𝒃𝒂𝒄𝒌.”

He sends a match request, staring intently at it while glancing at the chat. You slowly accepted it, just to build the tension.

The map is randomized then loads into an abandoned city.

Once it fully loads, bakugou is already moving, hammering onto the buttons while you walked into a building.

Coincidentally, bakugou found you and had you cornered but you ran for the window, the glass shattering beneath you as you rolled onto the concrete. Mid roll, you crouched, positioning your rifle to the window and sniping him in the shoulder.

He sucked in the air sharply, his forearms flexing, the veins popping out.

You grabbed your keyboard, hitting the pink keys.

Rrrskrrr: is this the part where u hit ur desk

And just as you clicked sent, Bakugou slams his controller into his lap, slapping his hands over his face.

The chat went absolutely crazy.

NAH SHE CALLED IT

SHES A BADDIE

SHE OWNS HIM

He doesn't even glance over at the chat- out of the corner of his eye, he could see them going feral.

The next round begins, your character spawns into a bedroom which gave you only one exit which was through a window.

She jumped out, clinging onto a pipe, sliding down and swinging into another room. She runs through the hallway just to be shot in the head.

Rrrskrrr: ok pop off king.

Rrrskrrr: that was almost impressive.

You leant back into your seat, kicking your feet off the ground and tucking them beneath you.

It was easy to get under the skin of guys like Bakugou.

The next 2 rounds go on and you had won both of them. The game reloaded you both into your own lobbies.

Bakugou swam in his own loss with the chat egging his ego. He had lost on stream. To the same person. To make matters worse, he had lost to a girl. Who was ranked beneath him.

I LOVE HER

WHO IS SHE

ADD HER

He let out a deep exhale, his hand finding the camera while his eyes glow red. "streams over." and just like that, the screen turns from him to the homepage of twitch.

A smirk danced on your lips as you were almost amused by the control you had over him.

Bakugou doesn't leave the game just yet. Not when he couldnt face the fact that he had lost numerous times to one person.

So, he went through his history of matches, eyes skimming over the names until he found the name.

You last played with Rrrskrrr 5 minutes ago!

He hovers the cursor over your name before clicking X to send a friend request.

The small ping of a notification rang in your room. You glanced up from your phone to see the words BlitzKats01 has sent you a friend request! sprawled in the bottom left corner.

With one hand, you used your console to press accept, finding the chat box and typing in it.

Rrrskrrr: Why did u leave so soon?

Rrrskrrr: I was just warming up

He was typing almost immediately after you sent the first text.

Blitzkats01: u were watching my stream, weren't u

Rrrrskrrr: maybe I was

Rrrrskrrr: or maybe I js like to watch u get mad

BlitzKats01: u think ur funny?

Rrrskrrr: very

BlitzKats01: u play like that on pyrpose

Rrrskrrr: yeah

Rrrskrrr: u rush when ur ego gets touched

Rrrskrrr: ur predictable.

Behind the screen, Bakugou was clenching his jaw, teeth gritting, cracking his knuckles.

It's not like you were being dramatic about the whole thing. More like factual.

He leans back into his chair, arms stretched out as he continued to type.

BlitzKats01: run another match.

Rrrskrrr: off stream, hm?

BlitzKats01: what, u scared?

Rrrskrrr: hah, sure

You paused mid way as you typed out half the thing you wanted to say.

Rrrskrrr: but I'm only running it back if I get smth in return.

Bakugou raised an eyebrow slightly, breath hitching as his patience runs thin. His fingers slam onto the keys, eyes glued to the screen.

BlitzKats01: wth do u want now?

You smirked as you slowly typed it out.

Rrrskrrr: if I win, you send an ab pic

Bakugou froze for a good 5 seconds, his eyes darting from each word. The impatient that vibrated in him with rage slowly dissolved into confusion.

BlitzKats01: what?

Rrrskrrr: I wanna see if ur actually built like u act

He sucks in some air, frowning at the words. Why the hell was some random girl beating his ass for an ab pic?

But he wasn't backing out just yet.

BlitzKats01: and if I win?

Rrrskrrr: won't happen but what do u want?

Bakugou hesitates for a second. He didn't even know your name. Nor what you looked like. For all he knows, you could be a 60 year old horny man impersonating a young girl.

Worth the risk, he told himself.

BlitzKats01: I wanna see that pretty little face that keeps fucking around with me.

Your cheeks rose upwards as your lips formed into a snicker. You truly had pissed off the king and it was hilarious.

Rrrskrrr: deal.

He starts a new match. You readjusted yourself in your seat, putting both feet onto the ground.

The maps loads and you both are already off. He shoots at you but you dodge, diving under a truck and standing up to jump, shooting him from over the truck.

Even though you could no longer see or hear him, you could hear him groan from frustration.

You won the first round which meant only 3 more to win.

Your character respawns in an abandoned hospital, Bakugou just outside it.

You hadn't seen him yet as you were distracted by a notification that had popped on your phone. You quickly glanced at it, moving your character at the same time but ended up with a bullet through your head.

Score: 1-1

The air pierced through your nose as you respawned. Its not that you didn't want him to see your face; you just couldnt lose the dominance you had over him.

Rrrskrrr: make sure the lighting is good so I won't be disappointed.

Bakugou glanced at the chat but was caught off guard and immediately ended up dead on the floor.

Rrrskrrr: and don't let urself get distracted. I wouldn't blame u if u were thinking abt my pretty face.

Bakugou let out a small 'tch' as he missed his next shot.

You won once again, sniping his shoulder from the side. Now all you had to do was win or else it would be a draw. And you wasn't bothered to play another match against this guy.

He was proper focused now and you could tell. He missed you by centimetres and you had missed him by inches. Both of you were neck to neck.

Until-

Rrrskrrr: Send it pretty boy

The red banner flashed in front of bakugou, screaming defeat.

He rips his headset off as you both reloaded back to lobby. He throws the headset onto his bed, grabbing his keyboard and typing away.

BlitzKats01: u planned that

Rrrskrrr: obv

BlitzKats01: u hustle every streamer u watch?

Rrrskrrr: nah

Rrrskrrr: only u

BlitzKats01: why me

Rrrskrrr: cuz u get mad in a fun way

He huffs out a quiet chuckle, rereading the messages.

BlitzKats01: ur trouble

Rrrskrrr: picture

BlitzKats01: what's the insta?

Rrrskrrr: ladies first

Rrrskrrr: im messing w u

Rrrskrrr: its mang0es_83

BlitzKats01: do u like mangoes

Rrrskrrr: no I hate them

He suppressed a small smile, grabbing his phone and typing the name into instagram, finding your profile and following you. You followed him immediately before sitting in silence.

He didn't type in the chat, or on instagram. You sat on his profile, going through some of his posts. They were all mostly in the gym or at his old school.

The small vibration of your phone went off on your thighs, the notification of instagram coming through.

Katsuki sent you a photo

(lets ignore how blurry that is)

Bakugou leaned back in his chair, heart racing as he thinks about it.

Were you as pretty as you were acting?

You had screenshotted the picture and stared at it for a while.

His abs glimmered perfectly in the lighting, the faint light of sweat gleaming off them. His muscles were tensed, arms flexed as well.

You found yourself biting your bottom lip to stop yourself from smiling. and now, you couldnt wait until tomorrow. You lowkey wanted to lose but if you won, what else could you get?

The next day came around pretty fast. You were an EMT trainee but had a day off due to an emergency. So you had spent your time going shopping for food and clothes and hanging out with some friends.

You lounged in your seat, Bakugou's stream on your second monitor as usual. Every now and then, your eyes flickered from your phone to him.

He seemed distracted today. His eyes kept finding the camera before being glued to the screen.

The click strikes 10:15pm. He moves his hand towards the camera.

"Maintenance," his eyes glow a dangerous red before he adds on "go touch grass."

The screen goes blank, returning you to the homepage of twitch.

You frowned slightly at the sudden disappearance as his usual call off time was 11pm.

Your character stood in the lobby, shootings taking place in the background.

Then, a small invitation popped up in the corner.

BlitzKats01 has requested for you to join his lobby!

A small smirk crept onto your lips. You put your phone down on your desk, leaning to grab your console and pressing A to accept.

Rrrskrrr: ready to lose again?

BlitzKats01: watch it.

BlitzKats01: I aint loosing.

Rrrskrrr: whatever u say pretty boy

BlitzKats01: shut up

He started a fresh new match, the screen when white before slowly loading into the game.

You leaned back into your chair, hitting your signature pose with one leg perched on the chair.

Did you feel like losing?

Once the map loaded, Bakugou straightened in his seat, leaning forward as he moved his character.

The map was of an abandoned neighbourhood and you had spawned in the middle of it.

Your character ran into the nearest home just as a bullet flew into the wall.

You quickly moved to shut the door, crouching beneath the window. You clicked LB to peek above the wall, looking out into the depths of the neighbourhood.

In your headphones, you heard footsteps slowly approaching you from the right but before you could move, blood splattered your screen, the words 'you died! better luck next time, eh?' displayed in bold red letters.

"fuck." you mumbled under your breath.

You couldnt afford to lose to him just yet.

The next round happened and you won effortlessly.

By round 4, both of you had tied. You got sent back to the lobby and Bakugou immediately texted in the chat box.

BlitzKats01: u have got to be kidding me

BlitzKats01: that doesn't count

Rrrskrrr: it does, bud

BlitzKats01: so?

Rrrskrrr: so, no one wins.

BlitzKats01: so now what

Rrrskrrr: well I don't owe u a face reveal

BlitzKats01: and I don't owe u wtb dumb thing u were planning

Neither of you sent another message after that. 3 minutes had passed of absolute silence. You thought, if he wasn't going to do anything, you would make things fun.

Rrrskrrr: hop on call

Rrrskrrr: ik ur dying to see me

BlitzKats01: wth no I'm not

Rrrskrrr: shush

You requested to call him and surprisingly he accepted.

"Why did you want to call?" his voice husked through the mic, catching every vibration. He turned his camera on and leaned back, showing that he was wearing a white vest with black joggers.

"Cause I'm nice so I'll give you want you asked for." you said, leaning to turn your camera on.

With a click, your camera flashes white before accustoming to the room.

You sat in your chair wearing a black square neck top that shaped your breasts perfectly, with a necklace that read your name and grey sweatpants. Your hair fell on the sides, silky and shining against the lamp you had next to your monitors.

From the camera, you looked at your second monitor to see Bakugou staring at the screen, mouth barely agape.

"like what you see, pretty boy?" you grinned, folding your legs on the seat and hugging your knees to purposefully push your boobs closer.

"Don't get ahead of yourself, mangoes." he hissed, the muscles in his jaw tightening.

"name is y/n." you say, tilting your head at the camera.

If he was going to be honest, he had half expected you to be a bit ugly. But now that you were on screen, he was glad he had expected it because nothing could hold back the bulge slowly growing in his boxers.

"so that's the face that keeps biting my neck off." he said rather smugly. His hands go to the back of his neck, his biceps growing visibly bigger, the veins popping out.

His eyes snap to you who had been staring at the screen with such pry. "you thought I was gonna be ugly?"

"nah... well a bit. But damn."

"woah, pretty boy, you aint getting all this for free, y'know?" you put your legs back down, leaning forward to grab your console.

"What?" he grunted, snapping out of his state of awe. "That's not fair."

"I think it is."

"relax. You don't even know act I'm about to say."

You turned the position of the camera so that it was above your second monitor where you could see and look up at him properly.

He follows your movements then leans back.

"What do you want then?"

"we both plat against each other. But only this time, the person who looses the round has to take off a piece of clothing."

You watch him shift in his seat, his eyes darting between the camera and you.

"and what does the winner get?"

"The winner has to tell the loser what they want them to do."

Bakugou thought deeply about this. He had literally just met you yesterday and learnt your name and what you looked like a few minutes ago.

But if he was going to be honest, he wanted more to come out of you.

The corner of his mouth tugs upwards, a hand running through the back of his hair.

"lets play then, mangoes."

He sets up another match and you both load in.

First round flashed in blue before dissolving; your character stood on the top of a building that was in the middle of a city.

She immediately crouched, heading towards the fence and leaning down. She positioned her gun, peeping through the eyepiece of the sniper, looking through the streets.

The smallest movement caught your eye and you immediately shot it.

Score: 1-0

You heard Bakugou cuss under his breath. You turned to your second monitor, eyeing him down. "go on pretty boy. Show me what's underneath."

"Fuck sake." he groaned, his fingers travelling to the bottom of his vest. He pulls it effortlessly off him, throwing it onto the floor.

His abs were perfectly shaped, some sweat glistened on it while his chest heaved slowly, his skin looked soft and delicate. It looked even more perfect than it did in your camera roll.

"you gonna keep staring or what?" he barked, re-adjusting himself in his seat.

"You stared first. Plus, I'm just enjoying the view."

He let out a small 'tch' in response, hoping you wouldn't see his ears turn a light shade of pink.

He hastily moves his thumbs on the joystick as you both respawn.

You rounded a corner, sliding underneath a half open garage door just to be shot in the head.

Blood splattered the screen as you let out a low sigh.

"come on, mangoes. You were talking all big earlier. Where did all that go, huh?" he cocked an eyebrow, smirking at you.

"Watch yourself. You dent wanna lose again, right?" you say, reaching for the hem of your shirt and tucking it off.

You threw the top onto your bed. You wore a black laced bra that cupped and lifted your boobs.

Bakugou being the man he is tried not to stare for too long. And you caught him doing it.

"its okay to stare. I know this is your first time seeing them." you teased, watching his ears grow a brighter pink shade.

You could tell you had set off the alarm but he wasn't going to give you the satisfaction of it.

Because all he wanted to do was win the next to rounds just to see you squirm under his control.

The next round begun and you both were head in the game. You dodged his shots while he backfired yours.

Until-

"fuck!" you shouted, throwing your console into your lap as your screen covered in patches of deep crimson.

"Cmon now, where did all that big talk go?" his eyes flickered to you. You groaned, sliding your hands from your thighs to the waistband of your sweatpants.

Slowly, you slid them off, letting them drop to the floor. Bakugou watched with intent, subconsciously tightening his jaw and spreading his legs out in hope to hide his big, noticeable bulge forming through the joggers.

"fuck..." he mumbled, but you hadn't heard him. You sat back in your seat, crossing your legs, hoping he didn't see the wet patch that had appeared on your panties.

"Don't lose your mind just yet." you say, grabbing your controller and moving your character to hop over a fence.

Bakugou snapped back to his screen, putting his complete focus to win.

He slid under a truck and ran into a nearby building. He slowly crept through the halls, waiting for you to come out and face your defeat.

You smashed through the window, rolling onto the floor. He pointed his gun at you, pressing RT but he had forgotten to click Y to reload.

"FUCK." he yelled, clicking Y but it was too late.

You shot a bullet through his skull. The screen popping with the word 'DRAW'.

You let out a breath of relief while Bakugou sunk in his chair, hands clapping over his face.

Both loaded back into the lobby, Bakugou shirtless and frustrated while you were bare and cold.

Neither of you had moved. His chest moved faster, your legs grew closer.

After a few minutes of silence, you spoke. "how about a rematch. But whoever loses this time, loses every piece of clothing. And is the loser."

He didn't say anything for a few seconds. Then, his hands ran down his face, finding his controller. "Bet."

The lobby was replaced by the loading screen. You sat with your legs pressed against each other, huddled in your seat while Bakugou sat in his boxers, leaning back with a visible bulge.

As soon as the map loaded, you moved your character which he followed.

She slid under trucks and cars, hopped over broken walls while Bakugou hid behind them.

Neither of you had seen each other yet. The background music grew quieter, the sound of shoes hitting the concrete echoed through your headphones.

You could feel yourself growing nearer to him. But where was he?

You slowly walked up the stairs of an abandoned office, aiming your gun around.

But he was nowhere to be found.

Meanwhile Bakugou was sweating his balls off in the corner of a warehouse that was located on the opposite side of the map.

This guy was stressing over the footsteps of mice.

After another 5 minutes of searching, you hear the sound of a gunshot. You accidentally crouched but fortunately for you, that had saved you.

"FUCK!" Bakugou yelled, pushing himself away from his desk, his character sprinting into a nearby building.

Your character spun around, aiming for the back of his head but the bullet missed.

You cussed under your breath, hiding behind. wall as a shot blew past your leg.

Then he was gone again.

"come out, pretty boy." you glanced over at the second monitor to see he had turned his camera off.

"Why did you turn the cam off? Now I can't see that face get mad." you pout. The second you had said that, something rustled behind you.

You spun your character round, aiming it at everything but nothing was there.

Your instinct told you to turn around and shoot. So you followed it.

BOOM.

The screen flashed blue, the word VICTORY sprawled in the middle, blurring the background.

You heard the slam of a controller hitting off a table then the push of a keyboard.

"fuck, no, rematch-" he rambled, turning his camera on, sweat gleaming off his skin.

"too late. I won." you smirked, watching him throw a tantrum.

As he continued to push things off his desk and nearly break his monitors, you called out.

"You done?" You leaned back, crossing one leg over the other, head resting at the palm of your hand, elbow propped on arm rest.

He crashed into his seat, hands finding his face again as he let out a growl.

"Fuck sake." He grumbled, hands sliding down and onto his shoulders.

"Come on, you weren't so hesitant when I suggested it." You said smugly, smirking at the camera. His eyes found you, his neck growing red.

"Yeah, well- ugh, fuck, fine!" he shouted, hands sliding down to the waistband of his boxers.

Tentatively, he slid the boxers down, letting them fall off his ankles. He leaned back, his cock standing up.

It was long, looked about 6.8 inches, thick, bright pink tip as veins pulsed through it. It was hard as fuck and looked like it was begging to be tucked.

You felt something tingle just between your legs. Instinctively, you bit your bottom lip to stop a small moan from escaping.

Just looking at him turned you on. You wanted to feel him. To know how he felt inside you.

For a long time, you had always thought about it. You watched as his fingers moved on the xbox controller, imagining those fingers pacing inside you. You watched as he bad mouthed people, hoping one day, he was talk down on you too.

"Now what?" he hissed quietly, not exactly knowing what to do.

"Hm. Let me think." you answer, head still in palm.

"Have you ever touched yourself, Bakugou?" You asked, picking your head up while both arms rested on each of the arm rests.

His breath hitched sharply as he chokes on his answer. "What the- why would you ask me that?"

"Lets play a game, hm?"

"Another game, what is-" He started, but you cut him off.

"Im gonna ask you a few questions. If you get it wrong, you have to stroke yourself. If you get more wrong, you have to go faster. If you get one right, well, I'll take my bra and thong off and touch myself too."

Bakugou stared at you as if you had lost your mind. But he didn't say he would NOT play.

"Okay, let's start. Let's start with something easy. When's my birthday?"

"How the fuck am I meant to know that?!" he exclaimed, his cock clearly growing harder.

"That's a shame, isn't it? Well, get to it." You say, uncrossing your legs.

His nose twitches, he leans his hand down to grab the end of his shaft, slowly moving it upwards. He let out a low grunt as he slowly stroked himself.

"Good. Now, next question. What's my name?"

"Y/n." He growled, inhaling air through his teeth.

"Correct." Your hands move to the back, unclipping your bra in one swift movement, letting it fall from your shoulders. You picked it, rolling it off and dropping it onto the floor.

Your tits fell slightly, perfectly round and big. He stared at the screen, feeling himself increase his pace without realising.

"nuh uh, i haven't asked a question." You pointed out. He blinks, slowly going back to his slow pace, his cheeks growing pink.

"Next question. Hm. When did I first join twitch?"

"What- how am I meant to know??" he almost barked, feeling himself grow inside.

"It's on my profile if you bothered to check. Now you can go a bit faster."

"Fuck." He murmured, gradually going faster. He bit his bottom lip to bite back a whimper that almost slid out.

"Next question. Am I pretty?" You smirked, leaning forward, pushing making your boobs cover up most of the camera.

"Fuck- yes. Yes you are." He said, now he was panting.

"Correct." Your fingers found the loop of your thong. You dragged it down your thighs, letting it fall to your ankles, contacting the floor.

Your other hand found your breast. Slowly, you kneaded it while looking at him. You both maintained eye contact, him stroking himself while you fondled with yourself.

"Next question. What's my favourite song?"

"Fuck-- I don't know--"

"Wrong answer."

Without you needing to tell him, he stroked faster. He felt himself grow close to his breakpoint. But you weren't done just yet.

"I'll let you have something just because I feel nice." You lifted your legs, feet resting on the edge of the desk, one hand going down to your clit, your index and middle finger slowly rubbing the nib of your clit. The coldness of your fingers feel delicious against you. You quickened your pace, biting back moans.

"Next question-- what's my favourite fruit?"

"Fuck, mangoes??"

"No." You moaned, leaning your head back as you watched him lose his mind.

"I don't care anymore-- you look so good like this-- shit--"

You both were so lost, you had forgotten the sole purpose of the whole thing.

You whined, rubbing faster while fingering yourself while Bakugou stroked himself faster.

"Im close. And you better-- fucking be too--" He groaned, his tip growing pinker as pre cum leaked out, glistening his length.

"Im close too--" You whimpered, your fingers digging into you, hitting the sponge.

The next second, both rooms filled with your moans and Bakugous growls.

White, sticky substance squirted out of your clit, trailing onto your fingers. Bakugous stomach was covered as well as his thighs.

"Fucking hell, y/n."

ts so bad

Hope u guys liked my first full oneshot.

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