vid_01.mov
[2.6k] smut, exhibitionism, spit, crude language, grown ass men watching a sex tape (bakusquad), afab!reader
“C’mon man, it’s my turn to choose what we’re watching for movie night, it was your turn last week!” Denki groaned, pushing Kirishima's shoulder.
“Fine, but we’ll have to use Sero’s laptop this time, because a certain someone broke mine last week. You know, with my shattered screen and all?” he turns back to Denki, scoffing. “Really dude? I told you it was an accident already!-”
“No way you guys, I have an essay coming up, I gotta use it as soon as I finish these dishes.” Sero quickly spoke up from the kitchen, hands in the sink, cleaning away. “Use Katsuki’s or something. He's not here anyway.”
Kirishima stares at the black-haired boy. “Absolutely not. There's private stuff on there… plus he only shares his laptop with his girl.”
“So?” Denki argued. “I'm sure he keeps his private stuff locked away considering he’s always keeping things to himself anyway, you know how he is. Besides, don’t y’all remember that he keeps a bunch of movies in a file for us?” Kirishima and Sero looked at eachother for a second. “You mean for them?” they argued. “No, i mean that he knows we have movie hangouts.” Denki rolled his eyes. Even though they told him that it wasn’t a good idea, he still gets up, fixes his shirt before going into Bakugou’s room.
“I’ll just go get it.”
A few minutes later, Denki comes back to the living room, sitting between Kiri and Sero, opening the laptop. The three of them groan as they’re met with a lockscreen, asking for a password.
“Ugh obviously….see? I told you we should’ve used Hanta’s laptop, Bakugou’s too private, man. I can’t even get in myself if I wanted to." Eijirou sighs, facing Denki. “Where's your laptop anyway?” he questions, emphasizing on ‘your’.
“Kyouka has it, remember? She won’t be back until tomorrow.” he says typing on the keyboard, thinking of the right password.
“Dude, if you keep typing wrong shit, you’ll lock his laptop forever and we’re all going to die." Sero grabs his arm, already annoyed. “Let's just use the TV.”
“Why does he need a password anyway?” Kaminari moaned.
"Of course there’s a damn password, Sero added. You think bakugou just leave his stuff unlocked?"
"Guys look, we can have a hint here." Kirishima interrupted, making the other two focus back on the screen.
A tiny sentence pops up prompting a simple question.
⃣ my best friend
Oh yeah, that’s easy, it’s obviously me!” Eijirou laughed, ready to type his answer.
The three men were met with a small ‘invalid’ pop-up screen. Confused, they tried Sero, then Kaminari, then Kirishima (once again, just in case), then Midoriya. Surely it’s him right? Hell, they even tried you! However, all those answers were still wrong, until ‘all might’ somehow unlocked the laptop, making them stare at the homescreen picture of you and Katsuki on a beach, on a recent vacation you both have been on.
"Well, that’s not a very good answer" Denki said, scratching his head.
“…all might? really?” Eijirou and Denki questioned at the same time. They looked at each other for a few seconds, exaggerated betrayal showing on their faces.
“I must admit i’m bummed, does he know who his best friend is? surely he forgot to change that answer." Kirishima rubbed his arm while Denki looked for Bakugou’s pirated movie file. “I’m pretty sure it would’ve been too easy if he chose Izuku man.” Sero added, rolling his eyes at his red haired friend.
“Dude, Kats not scared of getting caught having all those downloaded movies?” Kamirari asked, “There’s a shit ton of pirated stuff in there…” he continued.
The living room’s dorm silence is sometimes broken by “No not that”, “We’ve already watched this”, or Sero’s mocking tone of “We can’t watch horror movies because Kaminari is a baby and is scared of those!”
“Shut up!” he huffs. “t’least I'm not a psycho and watch murder videos all night like you!” he scoffs.
Thirty minutes pass and not a single movie was chosen for the evening.
Sero yawns. “ugh, alright guys let's just do something else instead, clearly we can’t decide on a movie.”
“Wait hold up,” Denki speaks up, intrigued.
“I think we’ve found our movie for tonight.”
“Ew, why is he into weird obscure movies? There’s not even a title to any of these.” Kirishima scrolls down the file. “Maybe it’s something illegal hahaha– Ow!” Sero hits his arm while Denki continues to laugh.
Denki then shrugs and clicks on the video, curiosity getting the best of him.
“Woah bro wait what are you doing?” Eijirou stops him, panicking. “What? he must’ve just forgotten to put a title on it, it’s probably just a regular movie, like Spider-Man or some shit.”
“yeah but it just says video.mov” kirishima adds.
“duh, mov means movie right?” denki replied, big smile on his face like he just solved a mystery.
Sero glares at his friends. He pushes his long hair back, looking at dumb and dumber next to him. “Uh huh. Well let’s hope it’s a movie we haven’t watched yet, I'm sick of you guys watching corny romantic movies.”
“Whatever man, just press play, we wanna see what’s that all about.” Denki yawns, already over this whole movie search.
The beginning of the video shows nothing weird of any sort, just a dimly lit room and a bed that kind of looks like Katsuki’s. Skeptical, but not really caring, they just keep watching.
“Ah shit, i’ll be back, my phone’s ringing. Sorry guys.” Sero gets up to his seat, excusing himself.
“We’re gonna keep watching without you!” Kirishima yells across the hall. “Don't care! This call is important!” Hanta yells back before closing his bedroom door.
The video continues, silence completely filling the room. “Is there even sound on this thing?” Denki whispers, hovering his ear on the side speaker.
Soon however, the awkward silence gets cut off by giggles and heavy breathing , making the two men question their choice of film.
“Hell no man, if that’s an adult movie i’m cancelling the whole hangout." Kirishima takes the laptop from Denki’s hands, ready to press the pause button but suddenly stops.
“What’s wrong? Why aren’t you pausing?” Confused but also pouts of the loss of the device in his hands, Kaminari looks closely at the screen, face changing from confusion to shock.
“Huh… it looks like her!“ he adds.
“I think, i think it is her dude.” Eijirou places the computer back on the coffee table, their interest coming back as soon as they lost it.
You’re barely recognizable, the camera shows you laying down on the bed, wrists tied up to the headboard and white silk sheets in a tangled mess. Drool drips from the cheap plastic ball around your mouth. Your legs are spread at your maximum and the camera is mostly focused on your used and bruised ass, but the most interesting thing is the black tape covering your cunt, making your other hole the star of the show, the only thing on display. The only sound anyone could hear from the speakers was your whining and moaning.
Eijirou and Denki stare at your trembling figure, unable to keep their eyes away.
“—this is what happens when you piss me the fuck off.” They could hear their friend's voice behind the camera, voice low and far from his usual loud tone. “Seeing you flirt with my friends, acting like nothing is gonna happen to you… I can’t let that happen now can I?” You shook your head, tears prickling in the corner of your eyes. He got closer to you, angling the camera to get a closer look at your holes. You whine as you feel his index and middle fingers on your taped cunt, eyes begging for him to fuck you.
“Alright sorry that took so long it was really important– what the fuck are you guys watching?” Sero interrupts, looking at the screen.
“You might wanna sit down for this man.” Eijiro mutters. “Fuck no! Why are you horny fucks watching some por-”
“Oh?” he stops.
Hanta does feels guilty for watching, but he’s fixed on the way your body is trembling in excitement, by the way your pretty face is covered in spit and dried tears, by the way you’re whining softly, and by the way your eyes fixed on Katsuki. You’re being so obedient, despite the obscene scene the screen is showing him.
They’ve never imagined or thought of you that way, the men do feel guilty about it but when they feel their pants tightening, they knew to keep watching.
Careful eyes are fixed on seeing you vulnerable under him, you usually looked so serious and always ready to fight villains, your personality strong and proud. How is it that Katsuki could easily turn you into a puddle of lust, a whole different person?
Bakugou holds the back of your thighs, stopping your wriggling underneath him. “Baby won’t you be a good girl and take what I give you?” you nod frantically, body shaking. “That’s my good girl.” He gives you a kiss on your forehead, then presses his tip to your rim.
You get dizzy as you feel Katsuki filling you up so nicely, never getting used to how big he is. You look at him with half lidded eyes, tears slowly falling down your eyes, wrists hurting from the restraints.
He pushes your legs to the back of your head, making him reach deeper inside you, each rough thrusts make your eyes swell with hot tears. The disgusting red ball in your mouth is muffling your begs while you try to reach for his arms despite your restraints. Your head falls back on the pillows, feeling yourself losing it more and more. He slaps your cheek a few times before removing the ball from your mouth, strings of saliva connected from your lips to the plastic. “You’re a messy bitch you know that? Am I making you feel good?” he grabs your jaw, forcing you to look up at him. You're lightheaded, you feel him everywhere, eyes barely focusing on him.
The faster he fucks you, the more you feel the tape slowly peeling off your cunt.
The boys groan at your fucked up state, they’ve never heard a better sound other than your moans and begging.
“Uh-huh… please don’t stop Suki, want’ more!” you mumble, hiccup through your tears. You don’t really know what you’re saying to him as you feel him everywhere. His weight on you, his hands on the back of your thighs, forcing your legs open, his eyes piercing through you. His cock was splitting your ass open, the pressure almost making you pass out. “More?” he scoffs. “Me fucking your tight little ass isn’t enough? You’re just a greedy whore, always wanting to be stuffed full of cock is that it?” You nod over and over again, making him chuckle. “Use words.” He spits. “Yes! I’m a greedy whore! God– I love your cock so much just… please-” You feel out of it, eyes rolling to the back of your head. You feel Katsuki’s thick cock stretching your asshole so hard you start to feel the tape slowly peeling off.
It was obvious that the men wondered how it would feel to be inside you, it’s not like they haven’t thought of it, maybe except Kirishima, who was always so respectful of you and your relationship with Bakugou. In the back of his mind, he still felt bad for watching. Today though, his perspective of you changed for good. You really were nothing but a filthy slut, who’d give any of her holes, just for the sake of pleasure.
“God, look at how well she takes his dick.” Denki confesses, hand eagerly stroking his tip, groaning at the sight of you. Muffled moans and cries are the only thing heard in the living room. The three men were mesmerized by your expressions, Sero slowly pulling his sweatpants down as he strokes his own cock.
“I just… this so wrong man, we have to stop watching this—can you please put your dick away?” Eijirou asks. “If he finds out we’ve watched this, it’s over for all of us.” He continues, holding himself back to join his friends in their pleasuring session.
You gasp when Katsuki suddenly rips the tape off, making you wince in pain. He leans towards your neck, whispering something no one could hear even if you got close to the screen. “Useless cunt, can’t even hold this fucking tape right from how wet you are.” You look at him as he pushes hair out of your face. “Open up." A warm glob of spit hits your tongue as you thank him, his burning palms leaving a slight burn on your ass.
He frees you of the handcuffs before you’re suddenly flipped onto your stomach, lightheaded from the way he manhandles you. “Ass up.” is all he says as you obey, though struggling to keep your knees still, legs shaking. You feel his cock on your ass once again, an indication that you’re not quite done being used yet.
He positions the camera closer to your entrance as he slowly gets inside you, making you both sigh. “Want my cock in your cunt so bad huh? Can’t just get enough of one hole huh?” You don’t answer him, harsh words telling the truth. “That’s too bad, you’re not getting what you want even if the tape is off.”
Denki is a mess, he’s getting closer to his release, while Kirishima tries to look away from the screen, forcing himself up to get water, as he sighs uncomfortably at his tight shorts.
Sero on the other hand, is so focused on you that he comes in his hand without realizing it.
Katsuki groans, out of breath. “I’m close baby. You’re gonna take all I give you right?” His thrusts get sloppier, whining more and more as he gets close to his release, feeling your tight hole milking him. “Cum inside me!” is all he needs to hear needed before you felt his warm load inside your ass. He collapsed on top of you as you cry into the pillow at the feeling, letting him use you without having the chance to cum once.
The three boys groan at the sight of your abused hole, tape crumbled up somewhere on the bed, cum leaking down from your ass onto your neglected cunt. Your legs soon give out, making you fall flat, but Katsuki picks your legs up, picking up the camera to show your leaking hole.
“What an ungrateful girl.” You look back at him, tears drying on your swollen face, "’M sorry sir…” You roll on your back, reaching to scoop the cum off your hole, bringing your fingers to your mouth before releasing them with a slight ‘pop’. “That better?” you wink. He grabs your jaw making you giggle. “My good girl.” he spits in your face once again before the video ends.
“Ugh. You’re fucking gross Denki, better hurry up before he comes back and see your perverted ass on his computer.” Kirishima tells him, as if he’s any better. The bright blonde curses under his breath before running off to the bathroom, shorts barely hanging on his legs.
Sero wakes up from his daydream to his sticky hand, shaking his head before sighing and quickly pulling his pants up, heading to the kitchen to wash his hands.
Eijirou stares at the wall, feeling more guilty than ever, with a raging boner that he has yet to touch.
As Kirishima starts cleaning around him, the door unlocks. He sees Bakugou enter with a few grocery bags, mumbling to himself. Kirishima is too late to shut the laptop off before his friend sees.
Katsuki looks at his (basically stolen) open laptop, screen frozen exposinh your leaking holes and spit covered face on full display. He stares at his red haired roommate, then Sero, then Denki coming out of the shared bathroom. His expression unreadable.
“What the fuck are y’all doing on my laptop?”
for @flwrbo <3
+ @tokkushin
a/n: idk when i’ll stop procrastinating but i’m also moving so i’m super busy… anyway this fic has seen like 4 fandoms but this time it’s the one… i hope. -nami
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