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Nike Air Force 1 '07 «Black University Gold»
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Raw 7/17/23
Becky wore the Logo Pattern Track Top and Monogram Wide-Leg Track Pants from Adidas Originals x Jeremy Scott (sold out) and the Air Force 1 '07 Mid Sneaker in White/Pearl Pink/Action Green/Opti Yellow from Nike (on sale for $92.97)
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dippedanddripped · 1 year
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NIKE Air Force 1 07 Women's
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stylesloveclub · 9 months
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sunshine (sneak peak)
In which Harry's a dick and y/n is a virgin who cries a lot.
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“Harry!” Maddie calls out, making her way to the other side of the apartment. “Hey, Harry!” 
He’s sitting on a couch, next to a pretty girl in a tight black dress who has her legs splayed across his lap comfortably. There’s a furrow in his brow that makes him look pissed off, but his hand rests very comfortably on this girl's thigh and he makes no objections as she plays with the collar of his shirt. His head whips over to Maddie as she tramples her way over to him.
“What is it?” he snaps, voice closed off and irritated. 
“Can you drive y/n home?” 
He blinks. “Huh?” 
“Can you drive y/n home??” she says again, frustrated.
“Why?” 
“Cause I’m going over to your apartment with Blake and she needs a ride home.” 
He stares at Maddie unbelievingly, and peers over at y/n, who’s sitting all alone on the other side of the apartment. Her lips are pouted sadly, staring down at the floor with a far off look in her eyes. 
“Why can’t you take her home?” he grumbles, looking up at Maddie with a glare in his eye.
She huffs, impatiently stomping her foot. “Cause I’m going home with Blake right now! Come on Harry, it’s not that far! Please?” 
He shakes his head. “Fuckin’ unbelieveable,” he mutters under his breath, pushing the girl off of him as he stands up. 
“Thank you,” she sighs, dragging him behind her. “Y/n,” Maddie says, stopping in front of her. “Harry’s gonna drive you home.” 
She looks up, eyes wide and round. “H-Harry?”
“Yes,” she says harshly, “you guys are friends, aren’t you?”
“Um…” y/n doesn’t know what to say. She wouldn’t necessarily consider them friends just because they shared a pizza. 
Her night out with Maddie was meant to be fun, but right now, she just feels abandoned and kinda scared. And Harry doesn’t seem too happy about this either, which makes her feel even worse.
“Lets go,” he snaps, jaw clenching tightly as he swings his car keys around his index finger. She flinches at his tone and digs her nails into her palms nervously. 
She’s trapped. It’s either Harry takes her home, or she takes an uber all by herself. And she’s too scared to get home alone right now. 
With a final look towards Maddie, who stares back at her dismissively and shoos her towards Harry, she stands up shakily and follows Harry out of the crowded apartment. 
The air outside is much colder than the apartment, goosebumps immediately rising on y/n’s skin and making her shiver. Harry doesn’t acknowledge the way she stumbles over her feet, walking ahead of her briskly. She’s forced to keep herself composed, wrapping her arms around herself to keep warm and nearly jogging to keep up with Harry’s long strides. 
He unlocks his car doors and gets into the driver’s seat. Y/n opens the passenger’s side door for herself and takes a seat, buckling herself in quietly.
Turning on the car, he notices the way her arms are tightly crossed in front of her chest. He turns up the heat, and pulls out of the parking lot. 
They play no music and say nothing, driving in silence.
“Sorry you have to drive me home,” she says faintly after a few minutes. 
His turn signal blinks softly. “Can’t believe your roommate just left you,” he mutters irritatedly. 
She says nothing in response. She stares out the window, a lump growing in her throat as they drive past the streets of college houses and apartments. The red light and the name of the streets go blurry from the tears gathering at her waterline. She sniffles softly.
Harry whips his head to her. “Why are you crying?”
Her lower lip wobbles as the first tear falls from her lashes. She wipes it away quickly. “I don’t know,” is all she says with a watery voice.
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Nike Air Force 1 '07 FQ8103-133⁠
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Nike Air Force 1 Mid '07 LX (feat. Metal Sonic)  -Mock IDW Sonic Cover
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filmbyjy · 2 years
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BLACK CAT JAY (1)
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— main HYBRID masterlist
SUMMARY: it was dark out and you were walking somewhere creepy. you were worried about possibly getting cat-called (🥁) at night. you felt someone walking behind, you start to walk faster but the footsteps only got faster. suddenly, you bumped into someone. it was none other than park jongseong…your classmate who everyone dubbed was weird.
warnings: idk if there is any? it's tamed but jay does kiss your forehead. you'll get the context if you read it :D
word count: 509 words (short i know, the later episodes will be longer. i promise)
NOTE: sorry this took a while to write. semester 2 (school) just started and already have panic bc there are projects due in 2-3 weeks time. i will stress this again, life as a designing student👍
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normally you’d be smart enough to not go home late at night after finishing your studies but tonight was different. you fell asleep whilst studying and the next time you ever woke up, the librarian was tapping at your shoulder and forcing you to get out.
it was late, she probably just wanted to go home hence she was extra grouchy. you couldn’t really complain.
1:07 AM
the watch stated. you gripped onto your books and slung your bag over your shoulder. your way home felt pretty calming. well…that is until you could hear footsteps just after yours.
someone was following you home…
a stalker? a creepy drunk dude?
you only hoped that he wasn’t going to possibly murder you. so you quickened your steps but the person seem to only match your speed. your heart pounding on out of your chest. silently you prayed that you wouldn’t appear in the next unsolved murder case.
thud
you groaned when you realised you bumped into someone. someone’s hard…manly chest. your eyes widened as you realise who’s jacket it was. it was a jacket that anyone would know of since only he wore it.
park jongseong
jongseong looks back, a clear glint in his eyes. he could easily tell some mugger was trying to get your valuables. he looks down at you and slightly bends forward to whisper
“play along, little one.”
it gets your heart pounding even more. jongseong wraps his arms around you, pulling you closer.
“where were you? you got me so worried, princess.” he kisses your forehead.
oh he is pulling the boyfriend card to trick the person
“sorry, I just lost track of time and also fell asleep in the library.”
jongseong nods. suddenly, you hear the sound of someone running towards you. he pushes you behind him and you watch as cat like claws appear. you were shocked. you quickly looked up at him and noticed how his eyes (which were previously black and were now yellow) were glowing in the dark. a small fang sticking out of his mouth, they weren't there before. well you think so, you just didn't really notice it.
he hisses before lunging at the person. you could hear the person yelling, he scrambles out of jay's grasp as the boy scratches him with his sharp claws and quickly runs away. jay's hat falls off, it reveals his black cat ears. it twitches as it is being exposed to the cool air.
jay turns to look at you. he watches as you back up the more he walks closer. his claws retract.
"let me walk you home. it's dark out and there will be plenty more creeps like that guy." you nod slowly, afraid that if you reject, he might just scratch you.
finally you noticed his black tail swishing, it was long and a little fluffy. which was comedically a contrast to how he was. it made him look more cuter(?). you were simply stunned.
park jongseong was not weird, he was just a hybrid.
a cat hybrid
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tobegiggledat · 1 year
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To Live is to Serve
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18+ CONTENT AHEAD MDNI
✦pairing: Yandere!Midnight x afab!reader (no pronouns)
✦warnings: past kidnapping, dubcon, mindbreak, toys (vibrator, dildo, collar, nipple clamps, harness), masturbation, squirting, exhibitionism/voyeurism, cameras
✦word count: 1.5k
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A new week means a new beginning, but more importantly new rules, and as Nemuri’s pet you’ll be expected to uphold whatever instruction she has meticulously planned for that time.
There’s always been an elegance in her way of things, in the way she ensures her control extends past the windings of her whip and effortlessly seeps into the minds of those around her. It’s an influence one can desperately fight for an immunity against only to find each attempt that was made against it was evidence of that same control.
You were once a fighter too.
The moment the clock strikes 07:00, your body swiftly stirs from its sleep, although not a single alarm is to be heard as your awakening is the result of months of Nemuri’s rigid guidance to mold you into her pliant plaything.
A golden-lined, purple envelope she left for you rests on the mahogany of your bedside table. Your fingers tug softly at its glue to reveal the smoothly folded page inside before your bleary eyes scan over the glossy letters along it; relishing her usual, flowery paragraph at the beginning and glancing over the schedule provided.
It only takes a few rereads before her orders become intrinsic to you, with you noting her first rule by padding across the cold marble, and into your bathroom shower.
Your hands make graceful work of the silk robe along your body, daintily pulling at the strap in the center, then plucking at each button delicately as if it'll shatter from the slightest abrasive touch.
When you were initially brought into her home, you weren’t as willing to comply with her oppressive practices; destroying every gift she bought in an attempt to please you and discovering blind spots in her surveillance whenever you got changed.
But you found that her withering insistence and disappointed expressions began to burrow wounds in your heart, after all, she hadn’t really forced you to do much had she?
As time went on, you grew more interested in accepting her lifestyle, and inevitably realized that the gleaming arrangement of her features whenever she came home to your adorned body was the only thing you looked forward to.
The part of you that was fearful of your compliance had eventually diminished with each of her affectionate, but calculated touches.
She knows how to stimulate every part of you, so she must know what's best for you overall…
1) Begin the day with a warm shower, but be sure to bring yourself to orgasm exactly 2 times, with only your fingers.
Thick steam clouds cascade in the bathroom air as you recall the first task you’ve been assigned. When the water reaches your ideal temperature, you step beyond the glass opening, swirling beneath the water’s stream to coat your skin in glistening droplets then reaching for a cloth and bottle of soap to begin lathering your skin.
As the fibers brush over your breasts, you imagine the gentle swipes to be that of Nemuri's grazes, like the feel of her pointed nails tip-tapping along the curves of your neck and spine. It ignites the beginning flickers of heat needed for you to trail your fingers between your damp thighs, shamelessly caressing the outer lips of your sex in scissoring motions while your other hand presses against a wall to keep you balanced.
While your hands are occupied, your mind drifts to devise picturesque renderings of the curves of Nemuri's body—recreating the glow of her porcelain skin within the confines of your skull—imitating the past messy collisions you’ve had with it, all from the firing of arousal-driven neurons.
The pace of your fingertips begin to quicken with each thought before you’re frantically twisting your clit between your thumb and forefinger, rubbing along the slick sides of it until the building electricity seems to run down your legs, to the very soles of your feet. Your knees tremble as sharp jolts of pleasure saturate your nerves and surge through your limbs in prickling waves.
Your arousal reaches its peak with more erotic depictions flashing behind your eyelids. Despite the intensity being enough for you to hurl over and quiver from, the circular motions of your hand continue, parting your throbbing folds with glides then placing a curled finger into your opening and stroking along the ridges.
The desire for her consumes you, flesh to bone, it seeps into your lungs until you’re gasping at the lack of her presence.
Your next climax comes much quicker than the first as your senses have been heightened to spark from even the dullest touches. A brazen cry bleeds from your parted lips while the pressure in your core thrashes against your skin for escape, winding the convulsions of your walls before releasing them with a booming snap that sends you folding once more.
A stream of your tears mix with the dew on your cheeks to collect in a small drop at the base of your chin. You swipe at your puffy eyes before rinsing the remnants of your arousal off your thighs with a shallow stream of hot water and running a rag over your tender sex softly.
Once thoroughly cleaned, you bring the running faucet to a stop then reach for the nearest towel to begin skimming it over your shuddering, orgasm-fatigued body.
You make hurried steps toward your wardrobe, gaze glossing over the selection as you scan for the items mentioned in Nemuri's letter;
2) Put on the following items in the listed order; a leather collar with a ring, a red full-body harness, and weighted nipple clamps.
Your choice for the leather collar is a soft beige one with a small aluminum ring at the center. It fits snugly at the base of your neck, complementing your undertones and pairing well with the vermillion stripes across your hips and chest. You fiddle with the little charms dangling from your nipples as you pose teasingly for the monitor above your dresser, wondering if your body stirs Nemuri’s desire for you the way her mere viewership alters your arousal and every thought.
3) Open the box beneath your bed.
4) Use the small vibrator to the very left; cum once then use the vibrator and middle dildo to cum two more times.
The rich violet box was tucked where expected, you gather the contents inside before placing a velvet towel underneath you then reaching for a bottle of lube on your nightstand.
Your bare legs part in preparation of what’s to come, and with your exposed folds presented to the air, you grab the toy and untuck your swollen clit for better contact.
The vibrator is flat and tucks securely into the crook of your fingers as it’s placed softly against your peeking nub. When the raging vibrations begin, your thighs snap around the sides of your arm in a stifling embrace, trapping it with the strength of a starving predator's jaws that has a meal between its teeth.
You briefly ponder what her alluring cerulean irises would look like as she ogles at your display from behind a screen.
Would she be amused at the desperate contortions you make of your body just for a morsel of the sweet coos she purrs when you’ve been so obedient for her?
Wherever she is, you hope she’s watching diligently—oh god—you hope she’s watching you.
“My, my”, she’d murmur into the crevices of your ear if she were lying beside you, her plump lips curving upward with want. “All this for me?”
The thought alone sends your head spinning, with white consuming your vision as you’re suddenly propelled past the cusp of your climax. Breathy pants escape your mouth in broken pieces, but your pussy is still begging for more stimulation, so you lather the girthy dildo in your fluids and a bit of lube, and start to nudge at your opening.
Lust kindles in your abdomen until it outbursts from behind your teeth in a soft shriek as the silicone head stretches your flexing walls around it.
Cool beads of sweat coat your skin in a faint sheen, trickling salt onto your already tightly sealed eyes with the growing heat.
Your free hand tugs at the pulsing tips of your breasts as you’re lost in the blooming tickles of your arousal, and the coupled sensations mesh into something far more tantalizing than you ever could’ve imagined.
“My body is yours”, you whimper devotedly for ears that may not be listening.
Your hips delve into the bed to brace for impact as your sex succumbs to the continued pokes against it. A flare of pressure shoots through your cunt to spurt a clear, shimmering fluid onto the towel below you as the final flitters of your orgasm rip and tear into the surrounding nerves of your overstimulated pussy.
As the tingling subsides, you press a cloth to your damp cheeks and forehead before gathering yourself for the next step.
5) Insert the final toy, turn it on the lowest setting, then wait for me.
The insertable vibrator clicks to life inside you with the strength to turn your insides into a blended mess, despite being at the lowest intensity. That familiar aching and yearning for Nemuri sweeps through your chest and sinks there with the weight of stone.
But, you’ll wait for her as long as it takes.
You’ve come to realize that your aspirations prior to serving her were void of fulfillment.
She’s saved you from a life of hollow endeavors, but you were too stubborn to accept it at first.
You offer yourself now as a plea for forgiveness of your earlier transgressions, a passionate act of submission to make her adore you more than she already does.
So, yes you’ll continue to wait for her, even if it means an eternity.
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Monster High Clawdeen Wolf fangtastic roadtrip shoes » Nike Air Force 1 ‘07 High
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ecliptiz · 9 months
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MARAUDERS╰► PINTEREST BOARD’S
Including ➛ James Potter, Regulus Black, Remus Lupin, Sirius Black, Severus Snape & Peter Pettigrew 
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James Potter ➛
( ʟᴏᴠᴇʀ ʙᴏʏ - Qᴜᴇᴇɴ )
0:56 ━❍──────── -3:07
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ᴠᴏʟᴜᴍᴇ: ▁▂▃▄▅▆▇ 100%
— The haunting notes of the music filled the room, an ethereal melody that seemed to emerge from the depths of another world. The scent of coffee hung in the air, intertwining with an enigmatic fragrance, as if an ancient secret was concealed within it. A gentle breeze whispered through the slightly ajar window, causing the crimson curtains to dance mysteriously, hinting at unseen forces at play.
The music player, seemingly of its own accord, played the song at a tempo that defied time, as if tapping into a forgotten rhythm from an age long gone. The lyrics, soft and almost whispered. In the midst of the room stood a figure wrapped in an red sweater – tufts of curly brown hair framed a face adorned with round glasses and a sly, enigmatic smile that seemed to hold untold secrets.
˗ˏˋ ★ ˎˊ˗
Remus Lupin ➛
( ꜱᴛᴀʀᴍᴀɴ - ᴅᴀᴠɪᴅ ʙᴏᴡɪᴇ )
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— Crickets ceased their chirping as the haunting hoots of owls pierced the night sky. The eerie symphony of nocturnal creatures echoed through the air, enveloping the Hogwarts courtyard in an otherworldly ambiance. Bathed in the ethereal glow of a half-crescent moon, the once shrouded grassy expanse now revealed its mystical charm.
Amidst the nocturnal enchantment stood a figure shrouded in a tattered brown sweater, the sleeves rolled up to reveal weathered forearms. In his scarred hands, he clutched an ancient book whose pages seemed to whisper forgotten secrets.
A music player, seemingly out of place in this magical setting, perched silently on the ledge of a fountain. From its depths, a haunting melody filled the air, its soft voice cutting through the night like a siren's call.
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Sirius Black ➛
( Qᴜᴇᴇɴ - ʙᴏʜᴇᴍɪᴀɴ ʀʜᴀᴘꜱᴏᴅʏ )
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ᴠᴏʟᴜᴍᴇ: ▁▂▃▄▅▆▇ 100%
— The vast common room lay deserted, imbued with an eerie stillness, the only sound a faint echo of a music box's calm but rushed melody that seemed to linger in the air like a ghostly presence.
As the fire crackled in the hearth, the rain outside gently tapped against the windowpanes, adding to the ambiance of mystery that enveloped the room. The night moon cast a dim glow, its faint light seeping through the large window, casting elusive shadows upon the floor.
Party streamers sprawled haphazardly, their once vibrant colors now a faded, chaotic mess. Red solo cups lay strewn on the ground and tables, some still bearing traces of spilled alcohol, while others stood empty, their revelry long spent.
Amidst this post-celebratory scene, a solitary figure reclined on the crimson couch, his body sprawled in a relaxed manner. A black leather jacket hung nonchalantly from his shoulders, accentuating his striking collarbones. With eyes closed and mouth slightly ajar, pulled into a peaceful slumber.
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Peter Pettigrew ➛
( ʜᴇʀᴇ ᴄᴏᴍᴇꜱ ᴛʜᴇ ꜱᴜɴ - ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴇᴀᴛʟᴇꜱ )
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ᴠᴏʟᴜᴍᴇ: ▁▂▃▄▅▆▇ 100%
— In the heart of a breathtaking flower field, a gentle breeze danced among the vibrant wildflowers, painting the landscape with a kaleidoscope of colors. Amidst this floral splendor, a boy found his place, nestled in a flattened haven surrounded by the bloom's delicate embrace. His blonde hair swayed like strands of golden silk, mirroring the playful rhythm of the wind.
Beside him, a music player spun gracefully, emanating an enchanting melody that blended soft lyrics and ethereal instruments. The music seemed to weave a spell, harmonizing with the serenity of the scene. As the sun neared the peak of its descent, its warm rays enveloped the boy, casting a golden glow that illuminated the blossoms and breathed life into the entire field.
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Regulus Black ➛
( ꜰᴀᴍɪʟʏ ʟɪɴᴇ - ᴄᴏɴᴀɴ ɢʀᴀʏ )
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— In the dimly lit room, the soft caress of a breeze rustled the dark green curtains, hinting at a world beyond the shadows. A crumpled black blanket adorned the bed, while pillows lay scattered, bearing witness to an unknown turmoil that had unfolded within these walls.
Amidst the enigmatic ambiance, a haunting melody played softly, its origin concealed like a whisper in the wind. The figure of a young boy, his hair as dark and curly as the night, sat perched at the edge of the bed. His slim, pale fingers tangled together, a mystery in their own right, as they gripped his head, shielding it from prying eyes. His shoulders hunched, and subtle tremors ran through his body, like the echoes of secrets yearning to break free.
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Severus Snape ➛
( ᴛʜᴇ ɴɪɢʜᴛ ᴡᴇ ᴍᴇᴛ - ʟᴏʀᴅ ʜᴜʀᴏɴ )
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ᴠᴏʟᴜᴍᴇ: ▁▂▃▄▅▆▇ 100%
— Within the hushed confines of the classroom, a symphony of subtle sounds played in harmony. The occasional scratch of quills, the gentle creaking of chairs, the soft bubbling of cauldrons, and hushed whispers created an atmosphere of focused concentration.
In one corner, a boy stood, a mysterious figure obscured by long, greasy black hair that veiled his face like a curtain. His dark, intense eyes remained fixed on the bubbling potion before him, a cauldron filled with secrets waiting to be unlocked. Methodically, he stirred the concoction, his movements deliberate and purposeful as he added ingredients with quiet precision.
Amidst the ambiance of academia, a soft song played discreetly in the background, the student having sought permission from the professor. The melody floated through the air, its gentle rhythm blending seamlessly with the subdued sounds of the classroom. Soft lyrics whispered in the boy's ears.
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PROBABLY WILL Add as I go on, just things that remind me of these characters, there story’s and things.
Ps. The links are to the Pinterest board, not the song.
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snkrbonbon · 7 months
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Raw 8/14/23
Candice wore the AE Ne(x)t Level Ripped Super High-Waisted Jegging Crop in Fresh White from American Eagle (no longer sold) and the Air Force 1 '07 Mid Sneaker in White / Black from Nike (on sale for $88.97)
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dippedanddripped · 1 year
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linahopeeeee · 2 years
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Behind the bleachers
ღ Pairing: Bakugou Katsuki x Reader
ღ Summary: You and Katsuki mess around behind the bleachers
ღ Words: 900
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Part 2
Katsuki 11:02: Babyyy
Katsuki 11:04: Babyyyyyy
Katsuki 11:07: y/n! I know you see my messages, stop ignoring me.
A few more text messages popped up on your phone but you just continued to ignore them like you have been doing, Katsuki knows you’re in class right now so why the hell does he keep texting you?
With each new notification you receives you glances down at your phone before looking back up at the board where your professor is writing stuff down on the board.
your phone vibrates against your desk again and you almost choke on air, there’s a picture attached to this one.
Katsuki 11:10: Baby, I’m so hard for you. 1 attachment.
you click on the picture and your phone screen lights up with a photo of your boyfriend. his shirt is raised slightly and the bottom of his stomach is showing, tan and toned and perfect.
your focus immediately goes to Katsuki’s hand which is wrapped tightly around his dick, the tip an angry red with a bead of precum, and your mouth waters.
God you want him in your mouth.
Another text comes in and you have to force yourself to stop staring at his dick to read what it says.
Katsuki 11:12: please help me baby
You raise your hand to get the professors attention, everyone’s heads turning to look at you.
“uh can I go to the restroom?” you asks and your professor nods, telling you to just take your bag with you since class will be over in less than 10 minutes. you quickly send Katsuki a text to find out his location before heading there.
its hot outside, too hot and you wish Katsuki would’ve just gone to his dorm room or at least somewhere inside where there’s air, but no, Katsuki decided to send nudes from behind the bleachers.
You quickly look around to make sure no one will see you, there are a few people out today, but nobody seems to be paying attention to you. You quickly make your way over to where Katsuki said he was.
you find your boyfriend laying on the grass, eyes closed. his shorts have been pulled up but you notice the slight bulge in the front. He hears the rustling of footsteps and opens one of his eyes, smiling widely when he sees the face he’s come to know and love.
“I missed you” is the first thing he says when you sit down next to him, he leans over and places a soft kiss on your lips.
“missed you too”
Katsuki is already grabbing your hands and pulling you to straddle his thighs, hands finding the back of your head and pulling you in for a kiss.
You moan as Katsuki tongue swipes across yours, the familiar taste of coffee and toothpaste floods your mouth. You slowly begin grinding your ass down on Katsuki’s already hard erection.
You both know that you can’t go too far right now since you are outside in public but you definitely want, no need Katsuki in your mouth right now.
you slowly climb off of his lap, giggling softly when Katsuki makes a noise at the loss of your body on your. you grab Katsuki’s hoodie from a few feet away and kneel on it.
Your fingers find the waistband of Katsuki’s shorts and you tug them down just enough that his dick springs free, hard and thick as you take him in your hand and pump slowly a few times, smirking to yourself when you hear Katsuki hiss.
you lean down and lick at the tip before taking it into your mouth. The sounds Katsuki is making below you pushing you take more of him into your mouth, thick cock stretching out your mouth just the way you like. you moan around him when you feel him hit the back of your throat.
You pull away to catch your breath, hand still pumping him. you look up at him through your lashes as you attach your mouth back onto his dick and what a beautiful sight you’re met with.
Katsuki stares down at you, eyes clouded with lust. His bottom lip is red from his constant biting to help swallow his moans. his hair is a mess and some parts are sticking to his forehead and your heart just swells because you love.
You love him so fucking much.
“fuck baby, I’m gonna cum” Katsuki warns right before he cums down your throat, you swallow it down quickly before your pulled into a kiss. Katsuki’s tongue licks into your mouth, sucking on your tongue.
his hand slowly makes its way down your body before you stops him. he looks up at you, a confused expression takes over his face, when the fuck have you ever turned down a orgasm?
Never, that’s when
“lets head to my dorm, we can’t do what I want to do outside on the grass” You says standing and grabbing your bag from where the left it earlier, Katsuki bites his lip at the thought of you bent over and naked for him. His tongue thrusting in and out of your tight whole.
Fuck he was getting hard again, he needed to get you inside and get inside you as quickly as possible. He grabs your stuff before you both make your way from under the bleachers. You and him quickly rushing towards your dorm room to continue where you left off.
A/N: I wrote a part two for this, should I post it? Let me know in the comments!
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