dynamight is clearly trying to go unnoticed in the grocery store, but you recognize him, anyway, despite the mask and low-pulled hat. knowing makes you feel even worse about approaching himâbecause you'd be too afraid to, otherwiseâbut you're not sure what else to do at this point.
you lean in close to him as he's standing in front of the produce, poking through the same bin.
"ooh, we need to get an onion, too, remember?"
he startles enough away from you that you can feel the foundation of your last ditch efforts crumbling. even beneath his hat, his light eyebrows pull down hard, gaze narrowing, and on the other end of such a fiery glare, you're reminded exactly why you've never wanted to meet him before: he's terrifying, handsome as he is.
"hahâ"
you smile at him and hope it looks real, squishing into the space he's created even though your hands are shaking. "the guy by the juice followed me all around the store from the parking lot and i don't know what else to do." you widen your eyes, and you want to look, you do, but your facade is hanging on by a thread. "please help me."
dynamight swallows, and you hope his expression only seems so guarded because you're so close; enough to smell his subtle yet sharp cologne, to see the dark blonde wisps of his eyelashes. when he blinks, they brush against his mask, feather-light.
"okay," he nods once, and the gravel of his voice makes your stomach turn in some teenage way, that has your cheeks flaring.
(this is really not the time to be getting shy.)
he doesn't look towards the juice either, thankfully, and instead adjusts his stance, leaning into you in return, large and wide and formidable enough to nearly shield you from view. "an onion, huh? think we got one at home."
you can feel the warm press of his body against your own and it has you releasing a breath that had been trapped deep in your chest, has tears stinging behind your eyes. the sharp pain in your sternum lessens, and when you feel his hand come up to sit, carefully, against your lower back, dynamight murmurs,
"y'r alright,"
and you are.
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Realistically I could never get rid of tumblr because it gives me the illusion of a community of strange young women all around my same age, all slowly figuring out how to live too
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Katsukiâs birthday
âKatsuki Bakugo, if your ass isnât ready in the next 15 minutes, youâre gonna be sleeping at Eijirouâs house the rest of the week cuz you WONT be allowed in this house!â You tell him with pointed look.
âI told you, you shitty woman, that I donât want to go to some stupid birthday brunch. I want to stay home and I want YOU to cook for me while I do nothing. Itâs my fucking birthday.â He shouts back.
âBut thatâs what we did last year! And the year before that!â You try reasoning with him.
âYeah itâs called traditionâ he says even as he stands up and starts walking over to his closet.
âWell, love muffin, traditions were meant to be broken.â You go up to him and place a kiss on his cheek.
âWhat the hell ever. Iâm not paying for a damn thing and Iâm ordering the most expensive thing they have on this stupid menu. Donât forget your purse.â He grumbles.
Youâre dressed in a nice spring dress thatâs a flower pattern and all flowy. You look so adorable and then you see Katsuki and hot damn! You forget how good this man looks when heâs not in a black t shirt and joggers. Not that he doesnât look hot as hell in that but he looks edible right now all dressed up.
âDamn big man, you got a lady. If you do, I bet Iâd do stuff with you that she wouldnât dare.â Your voice oozes cheekiness.
âMy girlfriend would put your loser ass to shame! Just last night she did this thing in bed-â
You clamp your hand over his mouth. âOk ok I get it.â You can feel his smirk against your palm. âYou always take stuff to far.â
âI always finish the shit you start.â He moves your hand and wraps his arms around your waist. âI like this dress by the way. The only thing getting me through this brunch is gonna be knowing I get to take it off later.â
He bends down and presses his lips to you.
You have to pull yourself away and grab his hand to pull him behind you. âLetâs go before we are lateâ
âYou donât think those shitty ass friends of yours are gonna be late too? Iâve never seen them be on time for a goddamn thingâ
When you guys get to the car, you walk to the passenger side and open the door for him.
âMy kingâ and you do a little bow.
âYouâre so fucking insufferableâ
The smile on your face doesnât disappear as you climb into the drivers seat.
âWhere is this place anyway?â He questions as your pull off.
âOn the outskirts of town. Itâs a place Eiji found a while ago. He said itâs 10/10â
âOh fuck, are we really listening to recommendations from that red head idiot?? He would eat toast smeared with dirt if you covered it in protein powder.â
â âSuki heâs not that bad.â
âTchâ
Eventually you pull up the place and you can see Katsuki looking at you like youâve lost your mind.
âDid you dumb ass get lost? This is not a restaurant.â
âSurprise!!! Itâs an adventure park! They have paintball, laser tag and zip lines and stuff. They also serve food but itâs like snack type things but I though thatâd hold us over til we get home so I can cook.â
You are wearing the biggest grin and your excitement itâs practically bouncing off of you.
âOh and I brought clothes for you to change in to. I didnât wanna ruin the surprise by telling you to dress casualâŠ.. do you like it??â You ask him.
âYouâre proud of yourself arenât you?â
âVeryâ
âIâŠ. Fucking love it. Are those tools still coming cuz Iâve got ass to kick.â
You bound over the seat and hug him. âYep they are probably already inside. I told Mina to get here early to check us in.â
He slides his hand over your face and gives you a small smile before you places a kiss on your forehead.
âYou did real good baby. Thank youâ
âYouâre welcome hot stuff. Not letâs get in there and give those guys a taste of Pro Hero Dynamight!â
âHell yeah!â
This asshole won every game you guys played except for laser tag and thats only cuz you guys cheated! But he deserved it, he was getting too cocky for his own good.
BUT by the end of the night, he had you feeling like the real winnerđ€
Katsuki Bakugo Masterlist
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Hot boxinâ w connie.â
!plug connie â yall jus best friends
âwhere is my mfnâ gloss?â
you were searching through your makeup bag before you heard your phone ring. You look over and see nothing but a big red heartâit was connieâ as the facetime connected you set your phone up, still looking in your makeup bag.
âwhatâre you doin right now ma?â
you lift your head to look at the screen. you see connie in his car, windows tinted and led lights on blue. âim looking for my lipgloss i just bought..where you going?".
âcoming to pick you up. be ready.â
before you could say another word he hung up. leaving you speechless.
But you knew connie drove fast and you had to get ready quick.
you slip on some black shorts. Your undercheeks very visible. Adding a light pink tank top. you admired yourself in the mirror before sitting down and fixing your lashes and edges nothing too extra. to top it off you put on some shiny lipglossânot the one you was looking for but this will do. As you sprayed yourself with perfume you get a text.
outside
you feel those butterflies in your tummy and tingling in your panties. connie was your best friend so why did he make you feel like this? you two shared kisses from time to time but that was it. this nigga got you in ya feels. you texted back with a simple ok.
you grabbed your small telfar bag and slid on some slides. you walk out and lock your apartment door behind you. connie was waiting outside of his car, opening the door for you. looking GOODT.
âyou just get finer every time i see yo assâ
your heart was doing backflips. you gave connie a hug and smelled his strong cologne with a hint of weed. âthank you connieâ you said as he led you into his car. the smell of weed literally punching you in the face. you hopped in the passenger seat and reclined the seat a little.
âthank you connieâ
connie shook his head.
ânaw i jus wanted to see you mamaâ
mann you just wanted to hop in the back seat and let this man twist your insides like a pretzel. he always knew how do make you smile.
Connie took his car off of park and began to drive. he gave you his phone to put some music on. you played a song connie only knew because of you.
playing : Leave em alone by quality control ft..
(u can replace that w any song.)
you smirk at connie knowing this song put you in your feels. you started singing acting like you was in a music video. touching connie n getting up and throwing some ass.
âfat butt sit down before you get us pulled overâ
you two laughed together as you sat down.
connie soon pulled into a almost empty parking lot.
âget in the backâ âwhat?â âyou heard meâ
connie got out of the car to get in the back while you just crawled to the back.
his seats in the back were comfy and warm. he pulled out a small bag and started to roll up.
âget comfy ma, you with meâ
you slid your slides off as you put your legs over connieâs. you never felt scared around connie, you knew he would keep you safe no matter what. once he was done licking and wrapping, he lit it up and took the first hit, then giving it to you. you put your glossy lips on the blunt but connie didnât care. his mind was on something else. he was focused on rubbing your thighs n feet.
you and connie talked for a while, going back and fourth with the blunt. But the car was getting hot and smokey. âcon i need some airâ
connie just ignored you and suddenly pressed his lips on yours. desperate whines coming from you as his tongue slithered into your mouth.
in between the kiss, you straddle him as you snake your arms around his neck. You could feel connie get hard under you. you knew where this was going. you hear connie inhale. âyou smell so fucking good.â
in one quick motion connie flipped you on your back. dropping his head between your thighs. âlet me taste youâ
you were already soaked from the touching n kissing you didnât want nothing more than for connie to make you cum. you slid your shorts and panties off, throwing them into the front. Legs open in front of connie. he used two fingers to spread you open, your slick lubricating his fingers as he went down on you. his pink lips kissing your pussy before he started to lick your clit. you were drowning in pleasure and ecstasy. connie was eating like it was his last meal.
âfuckkkâ was the only word you could let out. as his warm wet tongue flicked your bean , your mind went blank. your legs began to shake-you knew you were coming to your breaking point. you bucked your hips on connieâs mouth as he swirled his tongue over your pussy. he held onto your thighs stopping you from moving. if the car wasnât hot before, it was extremely hot now.
connie slid two fingers into your hole, hitting the right spot over and over again. Your orgasm building up in your core. You came all over connieâs fingers. âconnieeâ you cried out. he did not stop , over stimulating your cunt. you shakily pushed his head away. his chin and lips just glistening with your cum. âround 2?â
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i love you albums! i love you listening to the songs in the original order! i love you intros and outros! i love you interludes! i love you concept albums! i love you music!
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This is also so fucking hyper specific but can we talk more about when men fuck you from behind and they put their thumb on your asshole because that is enough to send me to an early grave.
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sometimes peak romance is just two people covered in blood while kissing
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your boyfriend, katsuki bakugo, loves you dearly, but you're scared you'll never be deserving of him
cute lil dabble. lowkey songfic. fem! reader. angst to comfort. fluff. established relationship. any au. overthinking! reader.
warnings: there are none :D
a/n: picture a "too sweet" by hozier girl x "i wanna be yours" by arctic monkeys boy relationship !
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katsuki is always characterized as hostile yet calculating, a man who knows exactly what he wants. he's destined to be the top of the food chain, everyone knows it. he's powerful man with a deadly gorgeous face, his fangirls would describe.
& in comes you. plain old you.
you honestly have no idea what katsuki sees in you. like, if you're digging deep in yourself, maybe he likes your for your dark, crude sense of humor that always seems to make him belly laugh.
it's said that he's an early bird. he's awake before you every single day, asleep & sound by 8:30-- on the weekends, he'll push it to 10:00. before you've said your first words of the day, he's already made his side of the bed, made & ate breakfast, put away the laundry, & is off to his morning run after his morning workout. his good habits he's developed early in life has benefited him in every way.
he never procrastinated on chores, his paper work is flawless, & you could learn a thing or two from his time management skills. he's always making time for spontaneous dates you wanna go on, festivals you wanna visit, & he makes sure that the pantry is stacked with your favorite snacks. any of your interests are his interests, even if he doesn't fully understand it.
when it comes to katsuki, you ought to wonder if he ever wants to experience something different from his strict, repetitive lifestyle. you sometimes feel stupid for wanting more out; you want to travel somewhere far away, you want to go out clubbing with a bunch of strangers, you want to move to the country side & live in a cottage. katsuki always reels in your dreams, encouraging you but also reminding you that you need to stay consistent to achieve them. you're jealous with how fast he can accept reality.
"babe? you listening?" katsuki questioned, snapping you out of your thoughts. you blinked a couple of times then nodded almost-too enthusiastically. he let out a little chuckle & stroked your cheek with his thumb. "what're you thinking about?"
"nothing, i'm sorry," you sighed with your hands in your lap. you both were on the couch, doing your own thing. he was on his phone, & you were supposed to be doing some work on your laptop, but you found yourself spacing out again.
"don't apologize. i'm just curious about what's going on in that pretty, little head of yours," he told you before he took your hand & pressed his lips against your knuckles. you thought to yourself, i'm not good enough for this man.
you debated whether or not to tell the truth. on one side, he has been your devoted boyfriend for years now, but on the other, he could just be asking out of curtesy. like, what if he actually does not care at all- "(y/n)? talk to me. i know you have something you wanna say," katsuki commented, scooting closer to you. he set the pillow that you placed your laptop on the coffee table so he could get your undivided attention. he caressed your thigh to help ground you.
you stayed silent for a moment, & he waited patiently. you swallowed, your eyes darted from his piercing red ones to the floor to his hands. finally, you said, "you're too sweet for me." he laughed & laughed, & you couldn't help but crack a smile. "what? what's so funny?" you pouted.
"sorry for laughing, princess. it's just no one ever calls me sweet. like, ever," admitted katsuki as he settled down from his fit of laughter. what he said was true though, he didn't have a problem with it. he was not sweet at all, he was rough around the edges & egotistical with the skills to back him up. he only ever thinks about himself & you. "but what makes you say that, hm?"
"well, for one, you always treat me out & take me anywhere i want. we never go where you wanna go," you pointed out, jabbing your finger in his toned chest playfully.
"that doesn't make me sweet. i have the money, & i don't fuckin' care about where we go to eat."
you chose to ignore him, rolling your eyes at him because that was his excuse every time. "two, you're literally in the prime of your life, & you choose to go to sleep at 8:30? how do you sleep so well?"
"(y/n), what is this really about?" he questioned. katsuki brushed your hair away from your face, tucking the silky strands behind your ear. "& don't lie to me, i know you."
"ugh, fineee," you groaned as you threw your head back. maybe it was for comedic effect, or to gather your thoughts & regulate the tears that started to well in your eyes. "do you think i'm like, worthy of you?"
"worthy of me?"
"yeah, do you think i'm good enough for you?" you rephrased, pulling your hands away from him to rub your upper arm. it's embarrassing to admit something, it's scary too. what if, once you point it out, he'll agree & leave you?
"'course i do! i'm the best around & i got the best fuckin' girl, why are you thinking this shit?" katsuki exclaimed, his passion that you wish you had seeping through to his tone. a moment of thick silence followed, you took a deep breath. you suck at emotions.
"you're too good for me, okay! you're so much stronger than everyone, & if that wasn't enough, you're insanely smart! i'm just... here. average at best. people praise you like the morning after an eternity of darkness. you're the rain after a heatwave. everything works out for you, & i'm just the one holding you back from even better things-"
"babe, you're not holding me back or whatever. you've never held me back," he stated like it was a fact, but you felt as though he was just saying that to calm you down. it angered you, & you were ashamed that you were angry because it wasn't even directed at him, it was directed at the fact you felt unworthy.
"no, you don't get it! i aim low because it's realistic for me, i can't afford to aim for anything else because i'm destined to fail. you, on the other hand... you have so much potential. don't you get embarrassed about having a girlfriend like me?"
"no." he answered so quickly, like it was rehearsed, like he knew what you were going to say. "i've never felt embarrassed of you ever. you're so fuckin' dense, you know that?"
you paused just to stare at him. katsuki sure had a way with comforting people. even after years of being a hero, he never learned how to traditionally comfort people. tough love, everyone would call it. but with you, he forced himself to be tender because you deserve treatment no one else gets from him.
there were so many things he wanted to say to you. don't you realize what you do for him? god, katsuki would go mad living without you now that he knows what life is like with you, his missing rib. the two of you are meant to be, you're two sides of the same coin. so what if he's as bright as the morning? you were his darling night, the very universe was visible through your eyes.
"you must be dense if you really thing you're just average. would i go for an average girl?"
"i mean-"
"no, the answer is no. you're deserving of love, my love. everything you've accomplished, everything you've overcome, you're just diminishing it because what? you think you're dumb or something? you- you..." you're the reason my world goes round, you are so talented, he was so desperate to shout these praises at you.
he was never one for romantic gestures through words. if he did, he would've been the best damn poet in the game. "i am yours."
it was such a simple sentence, yet it shook you to the core. you stared into his lively, crimson eyes. the look he gave you in return made your breath hitch; he was so deeply devoted to you, as deep as the pacific ocean.
you leaned in, capturing him in a kiss. tears rolled down your cheeks, your despair melting away. you felt like the two of you were kids again, sharing your first kiss. how could you doubt a man who so clearly, who so desperately, loves every bit of you.
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Sheâs like âeveryone on?â
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i hate when girls feel dumb for trying to see the best in people and then end up hurt or disappointed like no!! itâs those people that were dumb for misleading you. they took advantage of your kindness and generosity, and theyâll rot for itÂ
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The real barbie is Y/n.
Y/nâs a doctor, a cop, a scientist, an agent, vet, hero, villain, astronaut, lawyer, spy, criminal, artist, chef, engineer, psychologist, architect, journalist, firefighter, event planner, mechanic, photographer, musician, actor, interior designer, bartender, fashion designer, barista, florist, forensic scientist, flight attendant, profiler, tour guide, translator, etc.
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inspired by a text i sent
âwe should call out of work together one day, just spend a day fucking.â you suggest to bakugou one day when he returns from work as youâre setting food down at his place on the table. âwhat do you say?â
bakugou grunts and points out that you and him have sex on the regular, that thereâs no need to take time off just to fuck for a whole day. he doesnât pay your suggestion much mind at first. he works, comes home, spends time with you, and then he rests.
however there comes a stressful period from his agency. things are slightly fucked with an underground villain organization that his team is trying to keep tabs on so his schedule gets rearranged as he helps lead the case on the activity. suddenly heâs not seeing you as often, coming in unreasonably late at night when youâre already asleep, or youâre coming home just as heâs leaving. youâre only able to have a few minutes with each other before he has to go. maybe even a quickie if the two of you are really lucky but even those leave the both of you slightly unsatisfied.
itâs just not enough time together.
itâs a whole month of this fucked up routine, and itâs when he sees your engagement ring sitting in your little jewelry tray in the bathroom when bakugou recalls your words and decides that he needs it.
he trudges into his home again at four in the morning, dropping his work bag by the couch and running his hands down his face thatâs coupled with an exhausted sigh. his eyes are tired, his back aches a little, and heâs a little hungry but canât be bothered with eating a meal at this time. all he wants to do is rest next to you.
bakugou wants his old schedule back.
after heâs showered, bakugou is careful to not jostle you too much as he joins you in bed. his heart clenches a little as he sees you curled up on his side of the bed, your face smushed into his pillow and even wearing one of his shirts are your pajamas. fuckâhe misses you.
so he picks up his phone, using the last of his energy to send a text to kirishima and a sidekick in a small groupchat.
[04:47] calling out for two days. keep it together until i get back or else.
kirishima will be unquestioning to his request seeing as bakugou had done a similar favor for him when he was getting burnt out from the agency too.
his phone is put on do not disturb and is set with the screen facing down on the bedside table. bakugou is careful to move you back to your side of the bed, pressing a kiss to your temple to soothe you when you groan unpleasantly. heâs happy to sink into the warmth of the bed and he pulls you in close, falling asleep quicker than he could have anticipated.
you normally wake up at seven and youâre pretty good at hopping out of bed to start your day. this morning is not as easy, not when you wake up to bakugou having practically trapped you against him. itâs nice though, so so nice considering the schedule heâs had lately. he has to rest though from his late night and you have to be ready for work, so you try to peel his arms off you.
oh his arms⊠so fucking strong and built, they feel so good to be wrapped around your waist but you have to go.
when you attempt a second time to get out of his hold, you let out a small yelp when your fiancĂ© tightens his hold and grunts, âstay.â
âkatsuki, i canât,â your voice rasps with sleepiness, trying to shake it off along with your hulking hero soon-to-be-husband off you, âgotta get ready for work.â
âstay.â bakugou repeats himself a little more firmly.
you sigh out loud and attempt a third time to get out of his hold. youâre surprised when he pushes you to lie back on the bed and he cages you with his body, looking down at you with dark bags under his eyes. almost fed up, youâre about to yell at him but he speaks first, âcall out, i miss you and iâm gonna fuck you all day.â
his words are familiar but in the moment, you canât recall from when you heard them. it has a reaction on you, has you aching and clenching your legs together as you look up at him. âyou need rest, you got home late.â
âiâll sleep when i feel like it. i just fucking miss you.â he croons, leaning down to nose at your cheek and then inhale the scent of your lotion that he can still smell faintly on your skin, âcall out.â
oh god, you are tempted but you want him to sleep and you have a scheduled call with all the other managers for your work today. âkatsuki, get some sleep baby. i can make dinner tonight when i get home and-â you try to convince him to get rest but he speaks over you.
âcâmon, fuck on my cock and show me how much you miss me.â
youâre finally convinced.
it only takes thirty seconds to send a text with a reasonable excuse to your lead manager that you wonât be in for the next two days. you know that theyâll say no problem to you since youâve hardly called out of work since you earned your promotion within the last year. and besides, thereâs always other people calling out anyway so now itâs your fucking turn.
plus you know⊠youâre dynamightâs fiancĂ©e so you should get to flex that occasionally.
everything is frenzied now that the two of you know you have the next 48 hours with one another. no work, no meetings, no emailsâjust the two of you finally together.
the kisses are desperate, clothes are flung off and thrown somewhere on the bedroom floor, and bakugou is lying on his back as he grabs your hips to have you sit on his face. to have him hold you like this again has you excited, moaning loudly in relief as your fiancé eagerly eats you out. your hips roll to glide his tongue along your pussy, his big hands sliding up from your hips and cupping just right underneath your tits, one of his thumbs leisurely petting just right underneath your breast.
âoh god, oh god! fuck, sâgood!â your breath is low, speaking more to yourself and lewdly moaning when bakugou roughly grabs your tits.
âmissed this pussy on my face,â bakugou groans from beneath in between licks, âmissed my fucking girls right here.â
ugh itâs so corny how he refers to your breasts but in the moment you find it grossly endearing. sometimes when you were cooking, bakugou would come up behind you and put his hands under your shirt just to grope at you. sometimes you would get genuinely annoyed at him for intruding in your space but with him being so busy in the last month, you had missed it more than you thought you would have.
itâs almost embarrassing how easily you cum on his tongue but bakugou has no complaints, practically drinking it up as he continues to eat away at you. as much as you relieved to get eaten out again, you were aching even more for his cock in your mouth. hopping off his face, you feel your mouth drool upon seeing your fiancĂ©âs hard cock flushed a rosy red at the tip as it twitches against his lower stomach.
âpumpkin, hold on i want to you toâfuck!â bakugou wanted your cunt right away but he throws his head back against the pillows when you immediately deepthroat his cock. just as he had eagerly eaten you out to show how much he missed you, you were enthusiastically taking him into your throat. bakugou almost feels like a virgin with the way heâs reacting, finding himself a little sensitive that he hadnât gotten properly sucked off in a while thanks to those shitty villains that showed on the radar for some real serious shit.
bakugou swears heâs gonna rip them apart with his own hands once theyâre located for keeping him and his fiancĂ©e apart this long.
his chest rises and falls quickly, one of his hands clenching a fist as we he wills himself to not cum. but god, your mouth feels so good on his cock and he hasnât had a proper nut in a while. the quickies he had with you along with the secret hurried fisting on his dick while on the job just werenât cutting it. finding some semblance of control, bakugou grabs you by the back of your head and pulls you off.
âkatsukiiii!â you whine out his name in a small drawl, letting out a petulant little noise that makes him coo over you, âi want more!â
bakugou hushes you gently, guiding you back over to him until heâs got you hovering over his cock. âsit on it baby, give that fucking pussy to me.â he urges you with a tone of desperation in his voice, âcâmon, fuck!â
slowly you ease onto his cock, your eyes fluttering as the tip breaches you and the stretch of your fiancĂ© has you excited. a month isnât necessarily a long time but when neither of you hadnât been able to not even spend at least fifteen minutes together in the entirety since his fucked up schedule, it ends up feeling like a lifetime has passed.
your hands rest on bakugouâs pecs, needing the leverage as you sit back fully onto his cock, gasping in surprise when you already cum on him.
âoh fuck, ya missed me that much sweetheart? you only put it in and youâre already cumming again?â bakugou breathlessly laughs, using his strong hands to lift you up slightly and slamming you down. he relishes in your gasp and how your cunt is already soaking wetâitâs dripping right whereâs got you plugged and onto his balls. one would think that itâs a little cruel that he repeats the motion a few times, still getting the same result as you start to lose your mind from becoming sensitive already, but heâs been missing this and missing you.
you manage to get some semblance of your brain back, pushing off bakugouâs hands and put in the work of riding him yourself. thereâs no work that you need to get to later onânothing thatâs going to get in the way between you and him!
âmissed you, katsuki! missed you, missed you!â your words are desperate and your cunt is eager to milk your fiancĂ©âs cock. you ride him hard, even as your legs start to tire and you can feel a thin sheen of sweat start to form on your body, you donât want to stop. you take him in, watching bakugou become equally overwhelmed. his eyes shut and his mouth drops open to groan, but when he attempts to open his eyes it seems that he doesnât know where to look.
he loves watching your cunt swallow his dick, he loves how your tits bounce in his face when you fuck him like this, and he loves looking at your face as youâ
smack!
âah shit, the fuck was that for babe?â bakugou curses but he was actually exhilarated from you slapping him. normally heâs the one slapping your cheeks, but itâs not unheard of for you to give him the same treatment occasionally.
âyou-you missed tasting wedding cakes with me! it was scheduled this month and you couldnât make it!â you huff out, sitting back again onto his dick and this time shaking your hips. the little motion makes his eyes roll back but he manages to hiss out âm sorry babyâŠ
oh fuck, youâre right. he had it marked off in his calendar three months prior but this stupid schedule wrecked everything! and who knows if youâve had to reschedule or postpone certain things that are needed for the wedding all because of him.
once bakugou is back to work, he is definitely going to kill those stupid villain fuckers.
he stutters apologies, canting his hips up to meet yours and fucking you from the bottom. âsorry, fucking sorry baby⊠tell me everything that i missed. everything.â
âr-right now?â you shudder and then yelp when bakugou seizes control, putting you on your back and leaning over you, âtell you now?â
âno stupid, tell me when weâre not fucking.â bakugou tuts, deciding that youâre way too coherent with his dick in you. so he rams himself into you, deep into cunt and hearing another wet squelch that drips onto his cock and is gonna make a wet spot on the bed. heâs got plans to make you cum more, to make you squirt, to make you lose your voice from screaming for him but only after he listens to all the updates heâs missed for the last month.
he is going to fuck you as much as he can for the next two days.
bakugou misses your tight walls clinging onto him, sometimes clenching so hard that he has to wait for you to relax a little so that he can keep on moving. soft and wet and warm, heâs been obsessed with your pussy since the first date he had with you. heâs been in love with you for the last three years and heâs going to keep on loving you forever.
right now though, he just really really wants to fuck you for himself.
the frenzied fucking is everything that heâs been missing, watching as your head digs into the pillow and your body starts to shake. you were babbling a little earlier but now youâre so fucked out that you can only make sounds, no discernible words can be formed in your head or out loud. heâs got you suspended in ecstasy, drowning in a sea of rapture, and just absolutely stupid from his cock.
âmissed this sloppy lil, pussy. fucking love this pussy, all fucking mine.â
bakugou reaches in between your bodies, knowing that heâs about to make you undone. he rubs the pad of his thumb against your clit in tandem with his thrusts. itâs like youâre renewed, your eyes widening in a brief moment of clarity at the new stimulation, taking in the onslaught of pleasure thatâs surging up and down your body.
you wail for him, your toes curling and your back arching high off the bed. your cunt spasms around his cock, hugging him tightly before your orgasm crashes hard onto you. one of your arms manages to clutch onto bakugou and pulls him in close, your nails dragging down hard against his back.
that makes him come undone, fucking hard into you still as thick ropes of cum fill you. even as he cums, his fingers still work on your clit but you can barely manage to take anymore before slapping his hand away instinctively to stop overstimulating you.
your fiancĂ©âs body is a pleasant weight that drops on you, the both of you catching your breath after some mind blowing sex. bakugou feels your hands soothe over his back. your touch is relaxing and what heâs been needing this entire time. he decides to stay like this until his cock finally softens inside you.
bakugou pulls out and rolls over to his side of the bed, pulling up the blankets to help cover you up while you still try to get yourself in order. he basks in the glow that heâs sure is radiating off of him, like a knot thatâs finally massaged out of his neck, like a joint that finally cracks and gives you some relief when you stretch.
yeah⊠heâs been needing this.
the two of you are up on your feet and hour later, barely clothed in your own home as you walk around in an oversized sweatshirt and he leaves the bedroom only wearing his favorite sweats. bakugou is at the stove as he cooks breakfast and youâre catching him up on some of the things heâs missed on your side while you make a dirty chai for him.
âi can order a wedding cake sampler and have it delivered here, how does that sound? seeing as you missed the actual tasting.â you offer to your fiancĂ©, stirring up his chai for him before setting it to the side, âcomes with twelve flavors for us to try.â
âyeah, why not? i donât think weâve ever sat around just eating cake before.â bakugou agrees as he plates the second omelette thatâs meant for you.
âitâs not just cake weâre eating, katsuki! itâs for the wedding! we need to choose what we think everyone will enjoy.â you chide him playfully as you set up the table for the two you. bakugou likes the setup of the little breakfast nook, but he leaves for the bathroom to fetch one thing that will make everything complete.
he picks up your engagement ring from your jewelry tray.
although bakugou is the one who decided to call off work suddenly, he canât help but glance at his phone anyway for any updates. and he gets a single text from kirishima-
[9:01] good news! weâre off the hook for now with the caseâmanaged to get todorokiâs agency to help rotate the watch too. enjoy your days off bro!
bakugou is grateful but he only sends it in the form of a thumbs up reaction to the text. he knows that kirishima appreciates it anyway and is probably just as relieved.
so he walks back to have breakfast with you, deciding to withhold the news from you for now as he tells you to put your ring on. and it feels right again to sit down and eat with you, drink from his favorite mug, and to be actually relaxed for the first time in a month.
âmmkay, the cakes are gonna be delivered by one! and i know itâs us choosing together, but i really liked the strawberry mousse with white cake as an option.â
heâs still got the next 40-something hours with you to fuck you as much as he wants and to make up all the time heâs missed.
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mating press is so objectively ugly ... embarrassing
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