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morosis-haze · 10 months

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Bakugou slowly moving you into his apartment

𝐏𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: Katsuki Bakugou x fem!black reader

𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠: a curse word I believe that’s it

❒ Bakugou who doesn’t really want to admit it, but he’s been getting used to your presence on those days you come over to the point he wants you to stay the night

❒ Bakugou who was asking or coming up with excuses on why you shouldn’t leave “There’s a few more episodes til we finish the season” You might as well stay on the couch cuddled up with him only a few more episodes until you could leave, right?

❒ It was all a plan leading to the “It’s late you should stay over tonight” He says it like he didn’t have you stay at his place until it was pitch black. How could you argue it was normal to not want your girlfriend out late there were a bunch of dangerous things that lurked the night, even if you’re also a pro hero who could defend yourself fine until you get home

❒ Bakugou who heard you talk about how multiple mornings and nights he is ruining your routine so he gets stuff you need

❒ It started small with him buying another toothbrush paired with a cover on it, it stood next to his in the cup. If you ask about it he’ll only say “So? You’re over here so damn much complaining about not having a toothbrush.” He acts as if you’re the one inviting yourself over

❒ “Maybe I’ll come over less.. y’know actually sleep in my apartment” You see his gaze flicker for a second before he grunts out “Well that’s not needed anymore” he moves onto a different topic ignoring the teasing smile on your face

❒ Bakugou kept slowly trying to move you in never mentioning it to you. He’d rather not deal with you being smug. That wasn’t gonna help though.

❒ Next time you come over to Bakugou's apartment you smell the scent of your favorite candle that said man had previously complained about when he was at your place “I thought you hated this scent” he looks at you as if he doesn’t know what you’re talking about “What scent?” You point to the recently burned-out candle “It grew on me” he rolls his eyes seeing you smile about it, but you can see the slight pull of one on his face

❒ You were both coming from a party a class 1a reunion if you will though there seems to be plenty of those as the students all got close over the years. Bakugou was the one who picked you up and was gonna drop you off home though he had different plans.

❒ You were busy about to post pictures of Mina and you along with the rest of the girls when you finally look up onto the road “Isn’t this the way to your apartment?” You glance at him as he continues “ ’m too tired to notice… you wanna just sleepover?”

❒ Maybe he really was tired and used to all the times of you staying over it was becoming an instinct. You were able to see the weary expression on his face and you didn’t wanna make him turn back around to drop you home so you’ll stay over…again

❒ Used to all the nights over here you go into one of his drawers planning on wearing something of his own but you notice everything in it is different it’s not a lot, but there were now a few clothes in your size and there were three bonnets in different colors and patterns

❒ “Katsuki are you changing your style?” He goes into his room raising an eyebrow at your question “You know I didn’t really take you for the bonnet kinda guy, especially one of this color but you do.” You picked up a patterned one a smug look on your face

❒ He huffs electing to ignore your comment too tired to be bothered he mutters “It’s for you” before he goes back into the bathroom letting you change in his room

❒ You get done changing and head to the bathroom knocking on the door before being allowed in you brush your teeth alongside him as you both finish up he nods to something on the counter you didn’t notice it was your favorite cleanser

❒ You both continue with your routines before heading to bed he seems to have a small smile on his face maybe because you aren’t complaining or seeing you look even slightly happier from his actions improved his mood

❒ The weeks continue you stay a little longer in the morning and you’re not as reluctant on staying the night. Bakugou gets more things for you, anything to make you more comfortable so maybe you could stay longer than last time

❒ Your favorite snacks were in his pantry, a duplicate of your lotion next to his so you no longer use up your travel-sized bottle from your purse, but what you weren’t expecting is the new silk pillowcases

❒ Bakugou may have overheard Mina talking about her new pillowcases and how they’re so amazing, as he listened it sounded like it could benefit you so he looked into it

❒ Sure he could’ve just given them to you for your own bedroom, but he used them in his even though the purpose of them being here is for you

❒ “I can’t tell if you’re getting bougie or if you genuinely wanted silk pillowcases..” you joked looking at the man as he climbed into his bed with you “They’re good for your hair and shit” “Good for my hair… you got silk pillowcases because of me?” He doesn’t look at you as he answers “There are other benefits it’s not just cause of you...”

❒ There goes a smug expression returning back to your face “Careful I might just stay here forever, Katsuki” You give him his goodnight kiss before laying down as he turns off the lights you hear him say “Maybe that’s what I want”

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minimoxha · 10 months

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Swallow.

Summary: Big Bakugo dosent like when his orders go ignored. Where did you ever get the balls to disobey him? (Drabble)

Warnings: Smut!! (Idc if you’re under 18 reading trust ik but i really like these banners!) Talking about swallowing cum, Demanding attitude, Gender neutral!!

“Swallow” Bakugo said watchibg you with wide eyes. He had just got done taking his cock out of Y/n’s mouth when the bratty side decided to spring out of them randomly. He couldn’t stand the bratty side of them. Always getting on his nerves and shit. It pissed him off so much that this time, he was on his knees alongside them with their face in his hands. “Fucking swallow my cum.”

Finally understanding the danger between this situation, Y/n swallows and then smiles up at the fiery man who only rolls his eyes and roughly pulls them up from the floor. Y/n turned around as if they were going to get bent over and actually get dick like was promised but all They heard was the familiar sound of his pants zipping. “Kat?”

The blonde shakes his head before going to the closet door. “Nah, you can wait until we get home.” Bakugo closes it behind him, leaving a horny and flustered Y/n.

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jazzthatonewriterchick · 1 year

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DRABBLE: WHEN YOU WEAR GLASSES (MHA) (for Black!Fem!Readers)

Writer's Note: My very first drabble!!! I had this idea after my boyfriend told me how sexy I look in my glasses. Enjoy! -Jazz

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PRO!BAKUGOU – He swears to the Lord, something happens to him.

It’s like a switch in his body that controls how hard his cock gets automatically switches in his body the minute he sees you in those glasses. They’re the cat-eye kind and seem to bring out the pretty, brown shade of your eyes even more.

He barely noticed them the first day you came in after the weekend. He truthfully didn’t notice much when he was at work since shit around his agency ain’t ever done right. But when he was fixing himself some coffee in the employee breakroom, it was impossible to notice. It took him a while though because he was so hellbent on finding his favorite mug in the cabinet above the sink.

“Goddammit,” he grumbled. He was already irked from going hours without his morning fix of caffeine; now some dumbass was moving his shit? “Where the fuck is it?”

“Good morning, Bakugou,” you cheerfully said as you walked into the room. Though the sound of your sweet voice perked him up, he only gave you a grunt of acknowledgment. “Everything okay?” you asked, confused.

“Fuckin’ people keep movin’ my shit,” he growled, slamming the cabinet shut before looking in the one next to it. “You know where that All Might mug is?”

“The limited edition one?” you ask, a light giggle in your voice. He made a mental note to chew your ass out about making fun of him later. “Try the dishwasher. I think someone was here late on Friday cleanin’ up the dishes.”

Bakugou nearly ripped the dishwasher open and, sure enough, there was his favorite mug sitting on the top rack, nice and sparkly. He breathed a sigh of relief as you went about your business, taking a mug from the top cabinet to make your coffee. “Thanks,” he grumbled, turning to acknowledge you finally.

But as he did, he got one look at you in those cat-eye glasses that seemed to make you prettier and all of his brain cells seemed to explode. His eyes widened and his lips parted dumbly at the sight of you. It was bad enough that you looked so damn good in your blouse and pencil skirt, but the glasses set the whole look off. You looked like a secretary. One he’d love to boss around before punishing for not doing as he specifically asked; maybe bend you over his desk, pull up that skirt, and eat that pussy until you cried.

“You okay?” you suddenly asked, blinking at him in confusion. He realized he’d been staring. “M’fine,” he growled. “Where’d you get the glasses from?”

You blinked at him dumbly before going to touch your frames. “Oh, these? They’re new! Had to get new ones ‘cause the other ones weren’t doin’ what they were supposed to for my vision.” An almost insecure look crossed your face as you chewed on your bottom lip. Bakugou nearly jumped you right there. Were you trying to make him hard? “Do you…like them?”

Did he like them? All Bakugou could think about was cumming all over the frames and fogging up your vision even more when he finally bust all over your pretty face, your kissable lips and tongue coated in his nut.

“Y-Yeah,” he muttered, flustered, and turned towards the counter to avoid you seeing his hard-on. “They’re…nice.”

The shy but happy smile that passed your pillowy-soft lips was enough for him to cum about three times into his hand hours later when he was finally alone in his office.

PRO!MIDORIYA – He is a little more discreet about his horniness when he sees you in your glasses.

But when he sees you, oh, boy, it takes everything in him to not fuck your ass all the way up.

When he first realized how gorgeous you look in glasses, it was a day after you spent the night at his place and you had a luncheon with your fellow pro hero friends in half an hour. “Baby?” he called from his bedroom, frustration taking over him.

“Yeah?” you called back from the bathroom. You had been in there for twenty minutes already. He wasn’t too sure what women went through to get ready for a special occasion, but you must’ve been doing something right to always come out looking absolutely perfect.

“Have you seen my wallet?” Deku asked, panic creeping into his voice as he tore through his nightstand drawers. “I swear, I had it last night but I can’t find it now.” The last thing he remembered from last night was coming home after dinner with you and ripping his clothes off before proceeding to fuck you into his mattress.

“You did,” you replied above the sound of TLC playing from your phone. “Check under the bed. That’s where your jeans were.”

Deku did as you said and, sure enough, there it was lying under his bed, all credit cards and money still there. “Ah!” he sighed in relief. “Thanks, baby. I would’ve been tearing my entire penthouse apart.”

“No problem,” you chirped as you suddenly walked into the bedroom. “What time are Shoto and Bakugou showin’ up at the restaurant? I still need to put some clothes on.”

Deku had looked up at you and his brain fucking shortcircuited. Anything he was about to say fades in his mind as he gets a look at you wrapped up in your towel and your bonnet with some very new glasses on your face. He swore you’d never had them before. Where the fuck did they come from? And why were they making him so hard?

You scowled down at him, confused. “What?” you asked. “Somethin’ on my face?” You went to glide a hand across your mouth.

Deku slowly shook his head, still staring up at you, dumbfounded. “Um…are those glasses?” he weakly asked. You eyed him confusedly, nodding. “Yeah; I had to switch to glasses ‘cause I didn’t like my contacts anymore.” You fixed the spectacles on your face. “Do they look okay?” you shyly asked, peering down at him with those big, brown eyes that looked so much prettier with the glasses on your face.

Deku didn’t answer. Instead, he used his actions to give you all the answers you needed. Minutes later, your towel was off and you were on your stomach, ass tooted up and pussy filled with his veiny, thick cock that stroked your walls so good that you began sobbing at the pleasure. “They. Look. Fuckin’. Perfect,” Deku growled, each word punctuated by a thrust that had your glasses nearly falling off your face from the force.

Lunch with Bakugou and Todoroki turned into dinner, let’s just say.

PRO!TODOROKI – To him, you look goddamn angelic. Like the prettiest teacher in the entire world.

And you are! When he first met you, you were teaching at an elementary school that he volunteered to visit for the school’s career day celebration. He didn’t mind as Todoroki had a love for kids; especially ones that wanted to become a pro hero.

He showed up earlier than was necessary–like, a whole hour earlier–, decked out in his hero gear. As soon as he walked into the colorful and inviting classroom, he was taken aback by the gorgeous woman standing at the whiteboard with the most beautiful skin and hair he’s ever seen. When you turned toward him, pausing in your writing, he went still.

The glasses you specifically chose that day were red and matched your pretty blouse and complimented your skin. It’s all he could do to not pop a hard-on. He knew if you were his teacher, he’d do nothing but stare at you, daydreaming about how beautiful you were when he should’ve been paying attention to the lesson.

“Mr. Todoroki?” Your voice, sweet like honey, pulled him out of his trance. You were giving him a concerned look that made a cute little wrinkle between your eyebrows. “Is everything okay?” you asked. “You’re very early. The kids won’t be here for another hour.”

Todoroki dumbly blinked at you and then flushed under his gear. Here he was, ogling at you like a horny schoolboy when he had a job to do! “Apologies, ma’am,” he said, bowing to you much to your shock. “I had shown up to prepare for today’s class and perhaps see if I could offer my hand in any help you needed.”

You giggled at his words, making his cock surge in his pants. “That’s very sweet of you,” you cooed, a sweet smile curling at your glossy, soft lips. “But that’s really not necessary! You’re a guest, after all.”

But Todoroki was persistent. “It’s really no trouble, ma’am. I’m honored to even be here. After all, I’m taking time away from your teaching.”

You pursed those lips up at him, giving him naughty flashes of his cock between them. “Well, if you want, I need help putting the crayons out on the desks. And you don’t need to keep callin’ me “ma’am”. Ms. L/N or F/N would do just fine.”

Todoroki smiled then, happy with the icebreaker. “Of course; then you can just call me Shoto.” He stuck his hand out for you to shake and you took it, causing a zing of electricity to shoot through his body at your touch. “By the way, you look nice in glasses.”

That little comment was enough to sweeten you up to give him your number once the classes ended.

AIZAWA – He fucking loves it, man.

He just can’t help but picture you in a little schoolgirl outfit, on your knees with his dick deep down your throat and your glasses fogging up every time he thrusts into your mouth. Or maybe even as a teacher, your glasses perched on your nose and one heel of your pump pressing lightly into his chest as he fists his cock.

Yes, Aizawa is a fucking pervert. But he’s very discreet about it. You didn’t know what he was thinking at all when he first saw you pull the spectacles out of your clutch one night at dinner. He was sitting across from you at the steak restaurant he insisted on taking you to on your first date.

He could barely keep his eyes off you, forcing himself to stare strictly at your face and not at your breasts that insisted on showing themselves off in your low-cut dress. “So what are you gonna get?” he asked, his menu in his hands.

“Hmm…” you hummed questionably as you took your menu and squinted at it, hilariously, Aizawa would add. “Hang on a sec,” you suddenly sighed. “I didn’t wanna wear these ‘cause they ruin my outfit, but…” You dug into your clutch and took out a pair of big, rimmed glasses that reminded Aizawa of an old woman’s.

When you put them on, you looked downright embarrassed. “I look ridiculous, don’t I?” you sighed. “I just can’t see the menu too well without them.”

When I see Aizawa was gone, he was fucking gone. He wanted to tell you how adorable you looked in the vintage glasses, but he couldn’t get passed the part about wanting to bend you over the table, fuck you in front of everyone to show them you’re his, and cumming all over those cute little glasses. Why were you so damn cute?

“Shouta?” you asked, scowling at him worriedly. “Are you okay?” Still, Aizawa said nothing, too entranced by how you looked. It was as if the glasses brought out the cuteness in you even more, making your brown eyes even bigger. And making him so goddamn hard.

A frown suddenly crossed your lips. “Sorry,” you weaky said, staring down dolefully at your menu. “I knew putting these on was a bad idea. I look horrible in ‘em.”

You went to pull them off, but Aizawa stopped you with a hand on your wrist and a firm, “No.” You stared at him, shocked. “Don’t take ‘em off,” he said softly, pleading with you. “You look…amazing.”

The joyful and bashful smile that crossed your pillowy-soft lips adorned in red shook him to his core. The rest of the night was filled with passionate kisses, endless praise, and him fucking you stupid to show you just how beautiful he thought you were.

Whether with the glasses or without.

#had this idea after my boyfriend said some nasty shit about my glasses #bnha smut #smutty smut #18+#drabble #bnha drabble #black reader #aizawa x black!reader #deku x black!reader #bakugou x black!reader #todoroki x black!reader #my works #my drabbles

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kettaise · 2 years

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Cookout with Bakugou

reader is black

You get up from the couch to go check on the baked macaroni you had in the oven. “I’m back with your damn stuff.”. You heard your boyfriends voice filling the house, he finally returned from the hair store which you sent him to to get combs, a new edge brush, gel and rubber bands.

“Hi Kats, thank you. Can you start getting dressed?”. As he places down the bag on the table, he pauses,”Get dressed for what?”. You put the macaroni down on the stove and grab the foil, then turn to look at him. You give him the look. “Are you serious?” He nods his head and gets ready to ask again but seeing you cross your arms has him shutting his mouth and walking to the room.

“Katsuki Bakugou. I know you did not forget about the cookout. Remember? My mom told us. And I reminded you last week.” You enter your shared bedroom and look at him with crossed arms and a stank face. “I didn’t forget.” Yes he did, he did forget. He grabs a shirt and some shorts avoiding your gaze, he just knows you’re still giving him a look. You exit the room to wrap the Mac n cheese. After a few minutes Katsuki comes out the room finally ready. “Okay now that you’re finally dressed can you put this in the car? I need to put my shoes on.”.

Finally making it to your family’s house you have your boyfriend holding the macaroni as you greet everyone. Your mom sees Katsuki and hugs him, she takes the macaroni from his hands and sets it down the kitchen. A few hours in of loud music, dancing, drinks, and your favorite sight Katsuki, who has a plate of food on his lap and jerk chicken in his mouth. You walk up to him and sit beside him with your food in your lap aswell. He looks at you who is unconsciously smiling. “What’s so funny?”

You smile harder,”Nothin Kats, you just have some sauce on you.” You move closer to him and wipe it off him with a napkin then place a little kiss on the side of his lip. You see his cheeks turn a light shade of pink, you look down at his plate and realize he tore that thang up. “Damn, you was hungry bae.” You say as you take a bite of your mac and cheese. He mumbles a whatever and watches you eat. When you finish your food you can’t blame him, that food was good. After a few more hours y’all both are outside, his head resting on your shoulder and you look to him,”We can go home now if you wanna.” That has him grabbing the keys out his pocket and going to say bye to your family real fast. But before y’all enter the car he looks to you,”Go make another plate or two to go, be quick.”

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xnewbiewriterx · 9 months

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Not gonna lie, I could not think of a title for this. By all means, come up with your own, lol.

Anyways, this one is for my natural hair girlies. I'm going away to college in a few weeks and I plan on doing mini twists before the semester starts and it gave me an urge to write something. This is a small piece with adult!Bakugou x adult!black!reader where they're living together and he's helping her with her hair.

Tags: relationship fluff, interracial couple, light cursing, suggestive ending

WC: 1.7k

I sighed, placing my hands on the sink. I stared at myself in the mirror, my tired reflection staring back at me. I glanced up at my hair and sighed again.

I love my hair, but sometimes, I just wish that I didn’t have to take care of it.

I’ve been standing in the bathroom for about an hour now, putting my hair into two-strand twists and I only have about a third of my head finished. I just wanna sleep.

I stretched my arms over my head, trying to reawake my body after standing for so long. I placed my hands on my lower back and bent backwards a bit. I groaned in relief when I felt it crack. Need to get all the kinks out. 'Specially since we’re gonna be here for a while.

I opened my music app and shuffled one of my playlists. Grabbing the comb, I began to part off another section, wanting to get at least one more finished before I went to bed.

“Teddybear?” I heard Katsuki call from the bedroom.

I paused my music and cracked the door open. “In here!”

I heard him walking towards the bathroom and I went back to parting my hair, laser focused on the mirror to make sure the part was straight.

Kats knocked lightly before sticking his head through the door. I met his gaze in the mirror.

“Hi, my love,” I gave him a small smile.

Katsuki smiled in return before looking around at my “workplace.”

The counter was covered in scrunchies, combs, a brush, curling cream, leave-in conditioner, the whole nine. I tried to keep it neat, but that was next to impossible with such a small counter space. It’s gonna be fun to clean and put all this shit up later.

“You look tired,” he said.

I chuckled lightly. “I am.”

Kats opened the door and entered the bathroom completely. He shuffled his way in, making room for himself to stand behind me. I watched him in the mirror as he looked at my hair, gingerly touching the few twists I had already done.

“Careful,” I turned my head so he could have a better view. “Some of those aren’t dry yet.”

Kats didn’t appear to have heard what I said. “How do you do these?”

Aww. He’s curious.

“It’s not hard at all.” I pushed him to sit on the toilet, excited for this new teaching moment. “You really wanna learn?"

Kats nodded his head.

I almost squealed. "Okay, so you part off some hair, doesn’t matter how much; it just depends on the look you’re going for.” I showed him the part that I just finished. “ Just make sure that the part is straight, so that it looks neat.”

I spent the next five minutes showing Katsuki the products I use and what order I use them in. Leave-in, curling cream, then some oil. I told him why I used them in my hair, how they keep my twists in place, and leave them moisturized.

“So, after you part the hair, you’re gonna use either a brush or your fingers to detangle and spread the product.” I rake my fingers through my hair. “I prefer to use my fingers.”

I glanced down just to see him staring intensely at my hands. He’s really focused on this.

“Now, you’re gonna take the hair and separate it into two pieces,” I demonstrate. “Try to make the pieces as equal as possible.

“Then you’re gonna take the pieces and twist them around each other. You wanna make sure it's tight at the top so the twist isn't loose.” My fingers start working faster to complete the twist. “Finally, you continue twisting down until you get to the end, then you coil the ends around your finger, and viola!” I gently hold the twist up to the light. “You have a two-strand twist.”

I turn to look at him and see a gleam of wonder in his eyes. He looks amazed, like I had just performed a magic trick, or something.

A few moments of silence passed before Kats spoke.

“Can I try to do one?”

I raised my eyebrows. “Uh, sure.” I moved to switch places with him.

I sat down on the toilet and watched silently as he familiarized himself with everything on the counter; he seemed determined to get this right. I smiled to myself.

How cute.

Katsuki gingerly picked up the rat tail and turned to face me. He stared at my hair, almost nervous, but the emotion passed as soon as it appeared.

He glanced down at me. “Let me know if I hurt you or anything, okay?”

I shook my head. “You won’t.”

He just looked at me.

“Fine.” I rolled my eyes.

That seemed to have satisfied him because he finally started a new twist. He began to part my hair and I made sure to stay still, not wanting to distract him. But let’s play a little prank first.

Just as the comb touched my scalp, I flinched.

“Ow!” I started to rub my head.

Katsuki jumped back. “What’s wrong?” He squatted down to my level. “Are you okay? Did I hurt you?”

I tried to hold back my smile, but failed horribly. “I’m just messing with you.”

He glared at me. “Tch…dumbass. You play too much.”

I laughed.

He went back to finish parting my hair. I sat still once more, watching as he slowly became more comfortable with his new environment. He handled my hair delicately, almost as if he was scared to hurt me. My joke must have made him nervous…oops.

I watched and let him work at his own pace. He followed everything I showed him to a T, leaving no room for error.

After about five minutes, Kats finished the twist.

“Did I do it right?”

I stood up and moved to look in the mirror. Well, would you look at that? The twist looked great, almost as if he’s been doing this professionally for years. Maybe not, but still.

The part was clean and the twist appeared to be even. It wasn’t saturated in product either; he used the perfect amount. Okay, sir. I see you.

"This is pretty good.” I playfully scowled at him. “Did someone else teach you?”

Kats smirked. “I just got skills.”

I rolled my eyes.

“Do you really like it?” He caught my gaze in the mirror, eyes hopeful. “You think I did a good job?”

I smiled softly and nodded. “Yes.” I turned and booped his nose. “I think you did great.”

He ended up doing the rest of my hair. He asked and I thought, why not? Less stress for me and he's gaining new experience; it's a win-win.

I’m really thankful, though. Going natural was one of my favorite decisions, but it is definitely a hassle, I won’t lie. He has become a great help with my hair and I don’t know what I’d do without him.

***A couple days later***

I was shopping for a couple of new crop tops when I was approached by some random guy.

“Hey, gorgeous.” he said, winking.

I rolled my eyes internally. Please leave me alone.

“Hello,” I replied curtly, keeping my attention on the rack.

This seemed to ruffle his feathers a bit, as I saw his smile dim just slightly in my peripheral.

“I love your hair,” I froze as he reached out to touch my twists. I know he did not just… “Did you do them yourself?”

“No, actually. I did them.” I heard from behind me. I huffed a quick sigh of relief. “They do look great, don’t they?”

Katsuki came to stand beside me, his arm wrapping around my waist. He gave me a peck on my forehead. “Hey, princess. Who’s your friend?”

I looked and raised an eyebrow at the stranger, who in return seemed as if he was ready to start running. “Oh. I was just, uh…we were…um-”

He cut him off. “Listen. If I ever catch you touching my girl, or anyone else for that matter, without their permission again,” He pulled away from me and stepped closer to the stranger, easily towering over him. I heard a few snaps and pops come from his hands as he spoke. The stranger was rendered speechless and was unable to move under Katsuki's death stare. “Well, I’m sure you can imagine what might happen. And we wouldn’t want that, now would we?” Kats slapped the stranger’s shoulder a bit harder than considered normal and I can only imagine how hot his hand was.

The stranger rapidly shook his head. “N-no. No, we don’t.”��

He chuckled darkly. “Good.” He gave the stranger a small, but rough shove. “Now get the hell out of our faces.”

God, that was hot.

The stranger all but tripped over his own feet to get away from us. I laughed as I watched him practically sprint out of the store. I went back to looking at the tops when I felt Kats' presence behind me. He rested his hands on my hips as he kissed my cheek.

“Sorry, teddybear,” He tilted my head back and leaned down to connect his lips with mine. “I didn’t mean to be gone for so long.”

I reached up to stroke his face. “It’s fine, honey. I knew you weren’t too far away.”

“Mhm,” Kats' lips met mine in another kiss. He stared at me for a moment before speaking again. “Let’s go. I’m hungry.”

My eyes widened. I turned around to face him completely. “What? Are you serious?” I shook my head. “We just…I’m not finish-”

He raised a finger to my lips, shushing me. I narrowed my eyes into a glare and pushed his hand away. “That was rude.” I turned back around and grabbed a top off the rack. “I’m not finished looking. You can go grab something and I’ll meet you.”

His breath tickled my ear. “I said-" His nose brushed along my cheek and down to the crook of my neck. "-I’m hungry.”

Oh.

My breath caught when I realized what he meant. I felt him smirk at my reaction.

Katsuki placed a featherlight kiss on my pulse. “Can we go so I can eat, princess?”

A/N: Let me know what you think. If you have any suggestions or requests, don't be afraid to reach out. xoxo

#anime #anime fanfic #mha fandom #mha x black reader #mha x poc reader #bakugou x black!reader #bakugou katsuki #mha bakugou #bakugou x reader #bnha bakugo katsuki #bnha x reader #bnha #black reader

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fairytsuk1 · 2 years

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just got my hair done nd … yeh. katsuki def paying for these twists LOLLL

“hairs all done!”

BAKUGOU SENT YOU 200$

“Nice, pic?”

and of course his hearts beating out of his chest because you look so pretty and your hair frames your face perfectly too. and you’re smiling, he saves it immediately

and your hearts beating out of your chest because your boyfriend is the best (and with the look your hairstylist is giving you, she knows it too!)

#bnha x black!reader #boku no hero academia x black!reader #bakugou x black!reader #bakugou katsuki x black!reader #bnha x reader #my hero academia x reader #boku no hero academia x reader #katsuki bakugou x reader #my hero academia imagines #bakugou katsuki x reader

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tigerlilyundercover · 2 years

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Can someone help me please? I’m looking for a bakugou x reader fic where bakugou gets second place to deku for number 1 hero and deku is nervous and stuttering when a little girl walks up to bakugou and bakugou says something like “I’m not giving out autographs kid” and the little girl giggles and says your so funny daddy, then reader comes and they have a cute family moment and that’s when deku realizes bakugou is already number 1 to his family. I remember the daughters name was kiarra or something like that. Anything helps! Please and thank you so much for your time.

#katsuki bakugou imagine #katsuki x y/n #aged up bakugou #bakugou katuski x reader #bakugou x black!reader #dad!bakugou #help #mha #dad bakugou #please I need this in these trying times

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princessfizzintine · 5 days

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dating katsuki .ᐟ𐚁

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morosis-haze · 9 months

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𝐂𝐨𝐮𝐩𝐥𝐞 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐬

Trying challenges with mha boys. Ft. Bakugou, Kaminari, Sero, Kirishima x Gn!Reader | Warning: slight implication of reader having an aim/gun quirk in Kirishima’s part, mention of drowning in Kaminari’s part

Examples of challenges will be linked with each of the boys

Katsuki Bakugou

- sock challenge

- you’re explaining the rules and he’s getting into a position to attack you

-like damn couldn’t wait for every rule to be explained without looking like you’re about to tackle someone

- when you’re done saying the rules, and you both agree on being ready he waits for a second, then is on you the next second

- immediately has one arm wrapped around your waist to keep you still, and he’s trying to lean down using his other available hand to grab at your sock

- now you’re trying to flip out of his hold

- if you’re a very determined person who doesn’t give up easily then this is definitely about to be a lot of back and forth

-each time you get a hold of each other you push the sock down by an inch before the other gets away

-after what felt like forever and even though it wasn’t, Kaminari came into the room about to ask for something of Bakugou

-When Kaminari came in seeing the weird ass position y’all seemed to be in while grabbing at each other's socks, he started laughing like a hyena while pulling out his phone to take a picture

-You used this moment to your advantage with Bakugou distracted, yelling at Kaminari, you grab off his sock all the way

-This lead to both you and Kaminari laughing as you high-five at the victory you made

-Bakugou calls you a cheater and demands a rematch

Eijiro Kirishima

-trust shot challenge

-brings it up to you and says it will be good practice for you

- reassures you if you shoot him that he’ll be fine with his quirk, but where was the reassurance on you not getting hit

- you go first getting behind the counter and aiming a nerf gun at the cup on top of your boyfriend’s head

-you tried a few times

-first two shots almost hit the cup

-til you finally got it knocking the cup down, 3rd time was in fact a charm

-now it’s his turn which is where the problem comes in

-he wasn’t good…

-one of the shots he took was an inch off from hitting your ear

-made you jump slightly seeing the nerf bullet go by from your side all close

- “I got it! I got it! don’t worry!”

- uhm lies you should be worried

- he’s hitting things all over next to you

-it was a shame when that pretty vase had to go

-next thing you know your back got hit

-you turn to face him not knowing this fool was shooting multiple times all quickly

-now he hit your temple

-when he realizes he gasps all dramatic

-“Babe, I’m sorry really! I did not mean to aim there”

-“Eijirou hand me the gun…now”

-it was time for revenge on the redhead

Hanta Sero

- lean challenge

- both of you saw it and wanted to make an attempt

- first time he wasn’t ready and you were about to slip out of the hold he had on your ankle

-quickly had to get you with his quirk before you just fell on the floor

-now you’re giving him a slight glare as he laughs nervously scratching the back of his neck

-try again and he gets it more together but you do swing a bit which made you think you were about to hit something

-eventually you get it together

-now it's your turn to lean him down and bring him back up

-yeah there were really no good first attempts from either side

-both of you falling on the floor

-laid out giggling at the failure to complete this

-takes a bit longer for you to properly keep him in your hold

-neither of you take it as a personal win just celebrate with each other for getting it done

Denki Kaminari

- high pour challenge

- brought it up to you

- he’s laughing already while positioning the camera just thinking about what might happen

- you didn’t fully understand what the point of this would be but you went along with it

-you didn’t go first arguing he was “about to drown you”

-he accepted it smiling not caring for the order he just wanted to try it

-when you first aim at his mouth you pour lightly

-“C’mon you do better than that”

-he’s egging you on to get it done faster what a mistake that was

-next thing you know he’s gargling and spitting it out

-“See this is why I didn’t wanna do it quickly.”

-you go to him patting his back for good measure, looking at him like he’s an idiot

-he only laughs and you feel slight concern for your boyfriend

-“It’s fine let’s just try again or we try on you now!”

-“Denki, no absolutely not, you’re not trying that on me.”

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“ATTITUDE PROBLEM” - bakugou x reader

summary: a match made in hell heaven: a sassy man w a sassier gf. while you’re trying to be productive you end up getting annoyed with him, with how irritating he can be. but, your attitude is nothing new to him. katsuki definitely knows to- no, enjoys putting you in your place.

warnings: college!au, little to no plot, unprotected sex, degradation, dry humping, overstimulation, bakugou talks a lot, reader is black ofc, slight exhibitionism

“what’s the attitude for?”

bakugou dragged you to his dorm after you being all pouty the whole day. it’s currently the afternoon and you’re supposed to be studying, but instead he decides to deal with you. you both studying together is never a good idea, simply because you both have a smart ass mouth.

“cause you keep trynna act like i’m stupid or somethin’ and we’re doing the same thing, won’t even let me check my phone without sayin’ shit.” you nearly mumble, purposefully to show you don’t even wanna explain yourself. he rolls his eyes and you smack your lips, making a “mmcht” noise. “‘n there you go.”

he looks at you, ready to open his big mouth. instead, he looks at you for a good few seconds. he examines your little stank face, your eyes looking at him with your fresh set of lashes done, his beanie that you stole from him on your head. your brat attitude at the moment. so fucking adorable… he thinks to himself as his eyes can’t help but catch your plump lips. “maybe if ya actually got somethin’ done i’d be off yer lil ass but ‘xcuse me.”

just as you’re getting ready to retort back, he cuts you off with a kiss before you can even speak. you stare blankly at him, trying to hide how easily flustered he can make you. but he already knows.

“now can we do this shit so we’re not clueless on our next patrol?”

“who is we?”

this earned you him rolling his eyes again, before swiftly lifting you out your chair and into his lap. “fix this lil attitude you got before i fix it for you, lil bro.” he says with a stern, yet not completely serious tone. he’s messing with you right now, but if you don’t stop he’s about to, how do you say, stand on business. “lil bro is crazyyy.” you reply in a fake annoying tone. just like he likes this, you like agitating him because you know exactly where it leads. no matter if you’re still annoyed or not you’re still having fun.

“and what if i don’t fix it, the fuck? you don’t scare me.”

with that you find your lips smashed onto his, his hands fiercely gripped the side of your face while the other is gripping your waist, moving you on his lap closer to him. “watch who you talkin’ to.” he mutters into the kiss. his voice is still calm, but much lower in tone and more serious. you smirk into the kiss, hands disappearing into his hair. you go to unbutton his pants and he grabs your hand. “nah, watch out.” he instead turns his chair and places you on his bed, climbing on top of you shortly after. his lips travel to your neck, and he revels in the soft noises spilling out your mouth. you can feel him biting down on the flesh, sucking dark spots wherever he wants. you can also feel him grow harder on your crotch through the fabric of your leggings. “kats-”

he stops, and looks down at you, so vulnerable for him already. “hmm? what happened?” he makes himself seem so oblivious, even though he knows exactly what’s he’s doing to you. he becomes even more amused when you start to chase him lips and softly grind on his erection, slowly becoming so needy for him. he simply laughs, then begins to pull down your leggings. his fingers brush past your clothed wetness and the smirk on his face grows wider. “that easy? ain’t even touch ya yet and you makin’ a mess through your panties?”

“shut up..” you can’t respond properly. any smart remark has flown out your brain through your ears, he won and he knows it. “just do somethin’ about it.” and he does just that. he pulls your underwear to the side, and his thumb finds your clit. you whine at his touch, feeding his ego. “like that?” you nod frantically and he chuckles, keeping a dreadfully slow pace that has you feening for more. he looks down, seeing your slick being to drip out your sweet cunny, landing on his bedsheets. “damn..” he sounds breathless, admiring what he caused. “so wet f’ me, princess.”

his hands immediately go to unzip his pants, and he throws off his hoodie. you instinctively slide off your underwear, biting your lip as you keep eye contact with the bulge in his boxers. “yeah take that shit off f’ me.” his voice is making you hotter by the minute. you look up at him puppy eyed, and he smiles at you. “what’chu want?” he asks tauntingly, already knowing the answer. “i need you now, please.” you whine, pulling him closer

he follows that command, pulling down his boxers. his dick springs out of them and you swear your mouth actually starts watering. his hands spread your legs wide open, and he begins to push himself into your sopping entrance. “fuuuck..” you moan, feeling every inch of him go in. he wastes no time pumping into you, hand placed on your lower stomach. “you still got an attitude? huh? you wanna be a fuckin’ brat? you- ah shit- you still wanna get smart with me, slut?” he looks down at you, looking at your closed eyes. you shake your head, leaning into the pillow. he can’t help but fall weak to how wet and warm you feel on his dick as he slips in and out of you. “look at me, baby.”

his pace quickens, thrusting harder into you while looking you straight in your eyes. you moan out his name and it sends him flying inside. “yeah… yeahhh take that shit.” his hand moves to your hips, pushing you down further onto his dick. “fuck, b-baby..i- can’t..” you cry, feeling the knot in your stomach form. but, he doesn’t care one bit. you were gonna stand on how you were acting. “take this dick, be a big girl.” he says, voice much deeper the second time as he presses his hand back on your lower stomach. his begins to pant with his thrust as he feels your walls tight around him. your hand tries to hold onto his stomach in at attempt to push him back, but you can’t even get yourself to reach because he’s too much. “uh huh, such a big girl. take it f’ me like a good lil slut.”

your moans grow louder as your orgasm begins to creep up on you. “kats i’m close- fuck!” you throw your head back in pure bliss. “yeah, you gonna cum? huh baby?” he grips one of your asscheeks and squeezes it. “yess…fuck kats i’m gonna cum..” you can barely speak through your moans. “mhm, let everybody in that hallway know who my little slut is.” shivers begin to flow down your spine as you begin to do what he has said and cream all over his dick, practically screaming and crying out his name as he continues to drill into you. this sends him over the edge as he chases his own high, leaning his body onto yours. he buries his face into your neck as he pounds into you, overstimulating your soaking cunt. “shit.. ah shit- fuck baby, i’m close.” strings of curses flow out his mouth into your ear. the combination of your lewd, near pornographic moans and your warm walls fluttering around him is almost too much for him. then, he starts to let out a sharp, low moan that lingers on as his orgasm comes over him. he pulls out, letting go on your stomach and moans becoming more breathy as his seed spills out in heavy loads.

he immediately shifts up off you, grabbing multiple tissues out the box he has on his nightstand. you’re still fucked out, breathing heavy and eyes barely open so all you can do is lay there as he wipes you off. after both of you are cleaned off with your underwear back on he plops over next to you, then pulls you on top of him. you both take a second to catch your breath, then he locks eyes with you. one hand finds your ass, softly massaging the skin while the other cups your cheek. “you’re a real brat, y’know that?” you look back at him for a second, then smile lazily at him “i know.” he smacks his lips and you giggle into his chest, purposefully unconsciously shifting on his lap. “stop playin’ before fuck the shit out of you again.”

spoiler alert, he did. about three more times actually.

#bakugou katsuki #i’ve had this draft for months #bakugou x black reader #bakugou headcanons #bakugou smut #bakugou katsuki x black reader #katsuki bakugo x reader #katsuki smut #katsuki x reader #mha #mha smut

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jazzthatonewriterchick · 28 days

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Are you taking request? I saw someone on here ask for a JJK man request. Just would like to know so I know when and where to send my submission bestie. 🩷🥹

What Spoiled Girls Get (Pro!Bakugou x Dabi x Plus-Size!Black!Fem!Reader) [REQUEST FILL]

Pairing: Katsuki Bakugou x Touya "Dabi" Todoroki x Black!Plus-Size!Fem!Reader

Synopsis: You get whatever you want as Bakugou and Dabi’s shared GF. You’re their pretty princess. Their baby. Their spoiled little girl. You wouldn’t have it any other way and don’t know any different, so when they take you shopping to get some clothes for your birthday and you see a dress in the window that costs a bit out of their bracket, they get it for you…but not without you showing how thankful you are.

Warnings: Smutty Smut; 18+; Polyamorous; Aged-Up!Bakugou; Musician!Dabi; Ex-Villian!Dabi; Reader is Described as Having Rolls & a Tummy; Sugar Baby/Sugar Daddy Undertones; MMDoms/fsub Relationship; Spanking; Double Deepthroat; Spit Play; Hair-Pulling; Multiple Creampies; Doggystyle; Spitroast; Orgasm Denial/Control; Facials; Dabi Has a Tongue Piercing; Aftercare

Disclaimer: I own none of the characters mentioned in this fic. However, as this is my writing, I do not give permission for my work to be reposted on any other sites that are not from my own accounts. Thank you!

Writer’s Note: Thank you for choosing me to do your request fill & especially for giving me the okay to just do your request for Dabi & Bakugou (just to make it clear for the readers too). I hope you enjoy this! -Jazz

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“So what does my baby wanna do next?” Katsuki whispers to you, his hand on your thigh like you aren’t sitting in a public space.

Or right next to your second boyfriend who isn’t too keen on Katsuki keeping you to himself when this is a “shared effort”. “Our baby,” Dabi corrects him, scooting his chair closer to you and putting a tatted hand on your other thigh. His fingers, adorned in rings, gently squeeze the soft flesh there.

Katsuki’s vermillion eyes flick to Dabi’s ice-blue ones, a secret rivalry between them despite having been with you for over a year now. “Our baby,” he growls out. “It’s your day after all.” The scents of his and Dabi’s cologne begin to cloud your senses, the two bottomless mimosas you consumed at your birthday brunch.

“Um…” Your mind wanders, short-circuiting as your boyfriends squeeze between you between their big, muscular bodies at the table.

The two smirk at each other, for once not bickering or shooting each other dirty looks when one of them gains your attention over the other. “What’s up, doll?” Dabi purrs into your ear in his raspy, graveled voice. “Too shy to tell us?”

Katsuki, too, leans in closer, pressing his big, tatted arms against yours, his pecs pressing against his white tee. He looks so good in white, especially with the chains hanging from his neck and the rayban sunglasses clipped to his collar. His platinum blonde hair is cut into an undercut, making him look sexier and more mature. Very appropriate for one of the most prominent and wellknown pro heroes in the world.

Dabi looks just as fine for your birthday, his black tee and leather jacket standing out against his snow-white hair. You’ve always loved how the bright, white locks contrast with the black ink coating his arms and body. Though older than Katsuki by a couple of years, he is just as handsome and is always turning heads, mostly because of his prior status as a villain who turned into a famous rock musician.

And despite these men both being wealthy and hot, they are completely infatuated with you. You, who works a regular degular 9-5 job and isn’t a celebrity or a model. And you couldn’t be happier with them. They were floored by your beauty and your body the moment they met you. After you got closer to both of them, they agreed to both date you at the same time, spoiling you with their riches.

You could barely believe your luck and almost thought it was a dream. It took some time to get used to things and the way your boyfriends spent their money on you. Katsuki loves you being is passenger princess, dropping a bag on your nails and any clothes you want. He is a “I’ve got it, baby” kind of partner, always paying the check at dinner and taking you on expensive nights. Nothing is too good for his baby.

Dabi is the same way, always surprising you with a trip here or a random weekend at a five-star hotel there (Katsuki is usually there too so both of them can spend the weekend fucking you stupid into the hotel mattress again and again). You once spent a month traveling with Dabi on a tour around Japan, sight-seeing and watching him perform on stage.

Over time, you started feeling more comfortable asking for things. You want money to get your hair done? “Sure, baby.” You want some new kicks? “Okay, but not those ugly ass Yeezys. I see in those and you’re gonna get it bad.” You want to get a pretty skirt to make your plump ass look plumper? “Of course, doll; just as long as I can take it off later.”

You love them. And they love you, especially how easy it is you tease you. “You know I can’t think straight with all this attention,” you whisper, squeezing your thighs together under your pink dress. They love it when you wear your tight, short dresses and skirts. Anything to show off your rolls, ass, hips, and soft, pudgy belly that they just love to kiss, squeeze, and bite on.

“You sure it ain’t them mimosas? You downed those like they were water, baby.” Katsuki snickers at you, Dabi joining in. As if telling on you, the waitress comes over to clean your dishes of your two mimosa glasses and plates from a delicious brunch. “Hey, it’s my birthday!” you scoff. “I can drink all I want to.”

Katsuki’s eyebrows raise, a playful and mischevious look appearing in his eyes that makes you feel hot. “Oooh, there’s that mouth we both love so much. Maybe you need a third drink, huh?” He goes to wave down the waitress, but to stop him. “Stop,” you giggle. “Besides, I don’t know what else I want. Y’all have already done so much for me today.”

And they have. Between surprising you with a flower delivery this morning, picking you up for a brunch date at an expensive bistro, and driving you around in Dabi’s range rover (which he insisted to drive), you don’t know how much better your birthday can get with your two rich boyfriends.

“And it’s just the beginning, babe,” Katsuki says, taking the bill from the table while Dabi reaches into his jeans for his wallet. “Just think. What’s something we can absolutely do for you?” You think about it for a moment, wondering what haven’t you done lately that would make this birthday extra special. “Um….maybe take me shopping?”

Your boyfriends stare you down, creating a tingle in your core. “Please?” you add, staring up at them both through your lashes. Dabi practically groans at your sweetness. “I do love a polite girl. It’s fine by me, doll, but let’s just hope this chihuahua has enough in his pocket to one up me.” He smirks at Katsuki over your shoulder.

The blonde glares daggers at him as he smacks down his black card. “Bitch, you’re actin’ like I didn’t pay for the rounds,” he scoffs. “Why don’t you try matching up to my birthday gift? Did you get her another stupid trinket you thought she’d like from your tour?” He grins maliciously at Dabi who you can tell is simmering.

“Guys, no fighting,” you sternly say, placing a hand on their hard chests. “Not today. It’s my day.” The two look at you as if realizing you’re still here. “Yeah, your day,” Katsuki sighs, pecking you on the cheek. “We can’t help fighting over our baby though.”

Dabi presses a kiss to your face too, both of their lips making your heart leap and your pussy throb excitedly. You just love their kisses! “We’ll make it up to you later, babe. Right now, let’s get you in some stores.” You smile and take each of their bigger, calloused hands in your smaller, softer ones.

“Thank you, Daddies,” you whisper, low enough for only them to hear. You see their gazes sotften before molen lust takes over. “Such a good girl,” Dabi says, giving your ass a smack when you stand. It catches the eye of an old couple who glare at such an inappropriate display, making you jab Dabi in the stomach while he laughs.

For the next hour, Katsuki and Dabi take you shopping after leaving the bistro. They take you to a small strip on the richer side of the city where designer stores line the block. You pick out bags and clothes, shoes and jewlery. While you don’t keep too many items in fear of overflowing your closet, you do pick out some nice keepers: Jimmy Choo and Saint Laurent heels; Prada sunglasses; a couple of designer dresses that fill out your curves; a Fendi purse; a set of earrings and a diamond anklet to make your French tips looks even sexier.

Through it all, Katsuki and Dabi patiently follow you around and carry your shopping bags for you in one hand. In the other, they hold you by both of yours, making you feel small between the two of them despite your size and weight. As a plus-sized girl, you always feared that they would someday reject you, but they remind you every day how sexy and cute they think you are.

Finally, after stepping out of a Versace store and putting your bags in Dabi’s car, Katsuki grabs you by the waist, his hands grabbing a handful of your ass. “So where to next, baby girl?” he asks, staring down at you from behind his designer shades.

You would say his or Dabi’s place judging by the way he’s palming your behind, but something catches your eye. “Um….oh!” You break away from him much to his dismay and walk over to the boutique window where a beautiful, sexy red dress stares back at you. You marvel at it, pressing your hand adorned in pink nails on the glass.

“I knew you’d have your eye on that,” Dabi chuckles, puffing on a cigarette next to you. He laces an arm around your plump waist, gently rubbing your side. “What? You wanna try it on?” Your eyes trail down to the price tag on the dress, gaping at it. “W-Well, it’s kinda…”

“Pricey?” he finishes, smirking at you. You flush, biting your lip. “I was gonna say small. You usually don’t find bigger sizes in dresses like these.” Katsuki narrows his eyes at you from behind his shades. “Dummy,” he scoffs. “Don’t do that. We always find the cutest shit for you in your size. This dress is no different. Now, come on.”

His tone makes it clear he ain’t up for debate, so you walk inside with boutique with Dabi (after he puts out his cigarette). The place is small but high class-looking with marbled floors and walls, champagne flutes set out on lounge seats, and racks and racks of designer clothes, bags, hats, and accessories. A woman greets you three at the front desk, immediately going wide-eyed at the sight of Katsuki and Dabi.

“She wants to try that dress on in the window,” Katsuki gruffly says, nodding at the red dress. “Please,” you add sweetly, knowing that your men can seem rude sometimes.

“And any bathing suits you have,” Dabi adds. “Add a round of champagne on that too.” You furrow your brows in confusion at this. “Why do you want me to try on bathing suits too?” The two men give each other a secretive look, making you feel like they know something that you don’t. “Just to see this sexy body in somethin’ small,” Katsuki chuckles, once again grabbing a palmful of your ass. “Now be a good girl and go model for us, babe.”

How could you deny them? The employees gather together all the bathing suits they have that will fit you and guide you to the try-on section where Katsuki and Dabi sip on champagne and wait while you try on the clothes. You try on a pink bathing suit first that is low cut in the front so your juicy breasts look enticing and has a thong bottom that makes you want to squeeze your own ass.

With a deep breath, you step out of the small try-on room and model for your men. “Um…how do I look?” you carefully ask, popping a knee up and putting a hand on your hip. They stare at you, not saying anything for a moment. “Like you need to get fucked,” Dabi finally answers, nearly making you choke. “I had alcohol, so I don’t wanna say….I’d much rather show you.”

Katsuki jumps up and has his hands on you before Dabi can do so himself. “You look absolutely stunning, baby,” he sighs. “Just look at you.” He turns you around to face a mirror, wrapping his arms around your waist. And he’s right: you do look stunning. “I still don’t get why y’all want me to try on bathing suits in spring,” you laugh. “The summertime isn’t for another two months!”

“Well, you’ll need new bathing suits for our trip,” Dabi says, downing the rest of his champagne. “Especially since it’s Mexico.” You look at him, confused. “Mexico?” you parrot. “When are you going to Mexico?”

The two share a look, just as confused as you. “You deaf?” Katsuki asks, pinching one of your cheeks. Not us, baby. We are going on Mexico.” He then reaches into his pocket and hands you an envelope. You open it and find a plane ticket to a resort in Cabo, Mexico in it. “Happy birthday, Y/N,” Katsuki says with a smile.

“Oh, my God!” you gasp, immediately throwing yourself at your men. “When did you–“

“We planned it for June so you’ll have time to put in your PTO,” Dabi explains. “And if your boss has a problem with it, he can talk to us. Either way, you’re going. You deserve a little break.” He smiles adoringly at your joy, both of them always wanting to see you happy. “Daddies,” you gasp. “I don’t know what else to say.”

Katsuki’s gaze turns firm, making your stomach flip in excitement. “Try on the dress then,” he orders. “And don’t say shit about the price to your Daddies, got it?” You button your lip and nod, too aroused to speak.

You then hurry back into the room to try on the dress that you carefully take off the hanger. After taking off the bathing suit, you put on the dress and immediately fall in love with how soft, flexible, and sexy it feels on you. Your thighs look juicy and despite your stomach not going anywhere, you don’t care and you know your boyfriends won’t either.

So you walk out to them and drap yourself across the wall, posing for them. “I love it!” you squeal before they can tell you what they think. “I look so, so cute in this!” Both of them walk up to you and squeeze you between their bodies, theirs hard while yours is soft. “Then it’s yours,” Katsuki whispers against your cheek.

“And you don’t have to tell us thank you, doll,” Dabi says, “but you’ll have to show it later.” Pressed against your back, you feel his hard-on pressing against your backside. Katsuki ruts his hips into your front, giving you a taste of his hard cock too. All for you.

You shiver in delight, relishing the fact that they want you just as much as you want them. “Why later?” you purr. “Why not right now? After all, I need to make sure you know how much I appreciate you both.” You run your hands over Katsuki’s biceps while you press your ass in Dabi’s bulge. “Whose place?” he growls, his sel-control quickly leaving him.

You decide to go to Katsuki’s place since its closer and twenty minutes after leaving the boutique with some new shit, you find yourself on your knees still in your new dress on Katsuki’s king-sized bed with your boyfriends’ big, hard, throbbing cocks in your hands and in your mouth.

As soon as you got into Katsuki’s penthouse after a long day of shopping and being pampered, your men had their lips and hands all over you. Squeezing your tits and ass. Leaving hickeys on your neck. Kissing your lips so much that you got drunk. They couldn’t wait to finally have you all alone, feening for it.

Which is why they can’t tear their eyes off of you now as you slobber, spit, and slurp all over their cocks, loving how much their bodies contrast you. Katsuki is beefier due to many years of training as a pro hero with smooth, tanned skin, hard, pierced nipples, and a smooth V-line traveling down to his thick, throbbing cock where a happy trail of blonde hair lies.

Dabi is leaner with his entire body inked in tatts and covered in staples, but they don’t scare you away. His cock is longer and cures slightly, protruding from a cut nest of white curls. “What a thank you so far,” he hums, his black painted nails curling in your hair. “Such a big girl takin’ two big dicks at the same damn time.”

You pop him out of your mouth and instantly take Katsuki’s cock into it again. He takes a handful of your titty hanging out of your dress like fruit dripping from a tree, slowly grinding his hips into your hot, wet mouth. “Fuckin’ greedy thing,” he grunts. “We spoil your ass too much.”

And spoil you they do. To have two hot, loaded men with big dicks and skillful hands all to yourself? What more could you ask for? Katsuki slips his cock out of your mouth, leaving a trail of saliva connected from the tip to your bottom lip. “Open that mouth up,” he demands. You do so, sticking out your tongue like they like and allowing them to tap their cock heads against your tongue.

“Spoiled litle girl,” Katsuki taunts you while Dabi relishes how slutty you look right now. “You gonna suck these dicks like a good little slut for us, hm?” You swallow the pre cum you collected on your tongue and obediently nod, leaking all over your panties and the bedsheets. “Yes, Daddy,” you whimper. “I promise.”

That’s all they need to hear. Despite always bickering, Katsuki and Dabi know how to share you in the bedroom. They take turns fucking your mouth off its hinges, fistfuls of your hair in their hands and filling your tongue with the salty taste of their pre-cum. You love this. You love being used by them. You love being the only one to make them feel good.

Katsuki makes sure you know this as he fucks your throat, making your mouth sloppier and wetter the more he pumps into it. “Fuck, baby,” he moans, his handsome face flushed. “You’re so good at this shit. You make me feel so good!” Dabi slides his dick out of your hand and shoves the blonde out of the way.

“You’re takin’ too long,” he growls. “C’mon, doll, don’t forget about me. Lemme fuck that pretty face.” He slides his dick in this time and nearly touches your vuvula with how long he is. Though you gag and your eyes sting with tears, you take his cock like a champ down your throat, relishing his breathy swears and groans.

“Time’s up, dickhead,” Katsuki growls, pushing Dabi away. “My turn. You ain’t the only one who wants to see that mascara run.” He tilts your face up to meet his eyes, making you show him your glassy eyes and ruined makeup.

“Open that mouth,” he demands. You do so and he leans in as if kissing you. A glob of saliva drips from his mouth onto your tongue, much to Dabi’s delight and arousal. “Now spit it back on my cock, nasty girl.”

You do just that, spitting Katsuki’s saliva onto his dick before he shoves himself deep into your mouth, his balls hitting your chin. For a while, they take turns fucking your face and watching your cheeks fill with their cocks until they’ve had their fill and finally want a taste of you. Dabi shoves you onto your back, exposing your sodden, wet panties to them.

“Fuck, look how wet she is!” he cackles. “Just from gettin’ that pretty face fucked! What a little slut we got on our hands.” He gently brushes his finger down your slit, making you shudder. “Does that pussy need somethin’, doll?” he whispers, pressing his knuckles into your clit.

You pathetically moan, shivering in pleasure. “I…I need you,” you beg, staring into your boyfriends’ eyes. “Please, Daddies, touch me.” Your soft voice forming those dirty pleas do it for them. Katsuki dives in immediately, hiking up your dress and ripping off your panties. “W-Wait, the dress!” you protest.

He gives you the evil eye as yanks your panties down your luscious thighs and legs. “Fuck the goddamn dress,” he snarls. “If we ruin it, we’ll just wash it or buy you a new one. Now shut the fuck up and get your legs up.” Helpless to argue, you put your legs over his shoulders and all thoughts cease to exist the minute he gets his tongue inside of you.

Katsuki and Dabi take turns slurping on your cunt, each one having their own fun with you while the other sits between your thighs. Katsuki drowns in that pussy, putting his whole face in it while his hands pin your thighs apart, forcing more out of you. His tongue is magic, doing all kinds of tricks as it swirls around your clit and pussy lips, making you drip increasingly more than before.

While he does this, Dabi holds you down, watching your cute face contort in pleasure and your plump lips form Os as you moan and whine against Katsuki’s tongue. “So loud for him, little doll,” he chuckles. “You’d better be this loud for me.”

And you are. You can’t not be when Dabi gets between your legs and gets his tongue on you. Your favorite part about his pussy eating skills is his tongue piercing that feels cool and hard against your clit while he sucks on it, drinking in the way you move under Katsuki’s veiny hands as he holds you down. “Take it,” he growls. “Take his fuckin’ tongue, slut. You wanted this so bad, right?”

You whine, unable to form words, grinding your cunt shamelessly into Dabi’s skillfull mouth. When you cum, you cum hard and fast. “F-Fuck, Dabi!” you whine, your voice bouncing off of the bedroom walls. “M’cumming!” You make an absolute mess on Dabi’s tongue much to his delight who moans appreciatively into your cunt.

“No fair,” Katsuki grunts, irked at Dabi’s cocky smile his way as he continues to slurp at your creamy pussy. “You make a mess for him, but not for me?” He wraps a hand around your throat, somehow making your orgasm more intense as it rocks through your body. “That ain’t gonna fly with me, baby girl. We’ll have to fix that.”

That isn’t the only mess you make. Your boyfriends also take turns filling you up and letting you cream on their cocks. Again and again and again. And like Katsuki wants, you make a huge, sloppy, creamy mess for him. You can’t even count how many times you cum or how many positions they put you in.

They fuck you in missionary, your legs on their broad shoulders and eyes staring into theirs as they put you into the mattress again and again. Their cocks fill you up to the brim, making you see stars. They fuck you with your head hanging off the bed, their balls making your clit tingle. They fuck you on your stomach, their hands massaging your ass and causing delicious sparks of pleasure to explode in your core.

They fuck you doggystyle, hands smacking your ass, loving the recoil and the way it jiggles as they slam their cocks into your sobbing, wet pussy like they’re trying to hit a home run. Katsuki is particularly fond of this position. He grips your hips for dear life as he nails your shit with every pump of his cock, loving how pathetic and needy you sound. He especially loves fucking you in your new dress.

Dabi stands on his knees in front of you, fucking your mouth and watching you take the blonde’s cock, hypnotized by your jiggling tits and ass. It should be illegal to be this hot.

“You gonna cum for me, mama?” Katsuki grunts into your ear. “You gonna cum on this cock while I fill you up? You gonna take it like a good girl for me?”

You can’t speak through your moans, so you nod. It’s enough though and Katsuki rams into you until he lets out a loud moan worthy of audio porn and explodes inside of you. It triggers your own orgasm and you cream all over his cock, your pussy walls squeezing him tight.

“Shit, boy,” Dabi chuckles, watching you both cum at the same time. “I can’t wait to feel her pussy do that to me too.” And you do. Without a moment’s hesitation, he turns you around and fucks your wet, dripping, sore pussy into the mattress, relishing your mews and whines of protest. “D-Dabi, wait!” you sob. “Too much, Daddy! Too much!”

“Almost there, doll,” he pants, his hand on your throat. “Don’t disappoint me. C’mon, be a big girl for me and take that dick.” You have no choice in the matter anymore. You’re forced to take his cock while Katsuki spanks you, mixing pleasure with pain and making you howl. For two men who argue, they sure know how to work together in the bedroom.

But when it comes to making you beg, scream, and cry? Of course, they do.

“Oooh, I can feel that pussy gettin’ tight,” Dabi groans, putting his foot on the bed to get a better angle so he can fuck you even dumber on his cock. “You gonna cum again, slut? You wanna give me that nut?” Katsuki bends down to whisper to you, his lips at your ear. “Talk to him,” he demands. “Say something now or you ain’t cumming.”

Tears spring into your eyes and a wail of pure desperation leaves your mouth. “Yes, Daddy!” you moan. “Yes, I’m gonna cum! Please let your baby cum!” But Dabi slows down, making you cry in pure agony. “Say thank you then,” Dabi demands. “Tell us thank you for all that we did for you today. Say it, you spoiled little brat.”

You then feel Katsuki’s fingers on your clit and damn near lose it. “Thank you!” you scream. “Thank you for the dress! Thank you for the shopping! Thank you for everything! You’re both so, so good to me, Daddies! I love you both so much!”

Both men audibly groan at your hot and sweet confession and profession of love. “And we love you too, baby,” Katsuki says. “Now fucking cum. Give it to us like a good girl.” Unable to hold back anymore, your walls clench around Dabi’s cock and you cum again, your orgasm making you and writhe against him.

“Ah, shit, I’m gonna cum!” Dabi warns and grips your ass as he explodes deep inside of you, filling you up with his cum. There is so much that it drips out of you, mixing with Katsuki’s and creating a creamy ring around Dabi’s shaft when he pulls out of you. “Shit,” he laughingly pants. “Such a good girl.” He gives your ass a feeble squeeze.

But they’re not done quite yet. They turn you over and like desperate men who haven’t had sex in decades, once again lap at your cunt. They take turns doing so, busying themselves fucking your mouth. While one is between your thighs, overstimulating you, the other straddles your chest and pumps their cock in your throat like it’s a flesh light. “You don’t gotta do a thing, baby,” Katsuki says. “Just let us do everything.”

You gladly do so, too exhausted to move or complain that they’ll ruin the dress. You let them do as they please until they’ve finally had their fun and both kneel in front of you. They begin stroking and pumping their cocks in your face, your body and face the best porn they could ask for. “Look at us,” Dabi demands. “Take our cum again like the cumslut you are.”

Without a warning, both he and Katsuki cum together, their moans, grunts, and whines of pleasure echoing throughout the bedroom. Their cum, warm and sticky, spurts out of them and onto your face, tits, and unfortunately, your pretty dress. You are coated from head to toe in them and their scent. “So pretty!” Katsuki grunts. “So fuckin’ adorable! How the fuck are you this cute?”

You don’t answer, too exhausted to do so. You can only weakly mew and pant in response. Finally finished, the two quickly begin aftercare. They strip the dress off of your tired muscles, wipe the cum off of you with lavender-scented baby wipes, and rub you down with oil that smells like mangoes and pineapples.

Finally, the two get into bed and snuggle you on either side. Dabi tosses one arm around you while Katsuki snuggles your head into his chest. “Sorry about the dress,” he chuckles. “But I’m sure we can wash it out. We’ve done it to all your other pretty shit.”

“And then we’ll ruin it again,” Dabi adds, making both men cackle evilly. You softly moan into Katsuki’s chest, half in protest and half deep in sleep. Exhausted from getting your shit beat, it doesn’t take long for you to drift off…

But not until after you feel your boyfriends press two soft kisses to your lips. “Happy birthday,” they whisper to you and you sleep with a smile on your face.

THE END.

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