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crybaby-bkg · 1 year

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Bakugou who makes it a habit of FaceTiming you out of the blue because he’s horny. Your friend group and his own have had to bear witness entirely too many times to answering the phone and he’s exposed somehow—they always just wanna say hi, ask him how his recent mission is going. They learn after enough times, that when he FaceTimes you out of the blue, to steer clear of your phone until you give them the okay. there’s just been too many times with you answering and then screaming to the top of your lungs as you clutch the phone to your chest and tell him that there are people around.

but does that stop him? of course not, the little whore. he’ll call you after he’s gotten out the shower, so his body is still wet and glistening. he’ll call you while he’s away in some other country, with his dick in the camera and a pout on his lips because he misses your stupid face. he’ll call when he’s this close to orgasming, because seeing you will always push him over the edge.

he calls you one day while you’re working at home, typing away at your computer, your phone propped up beside you. you answer without looking at him, smiling, asking how everything’s going so far and it’s not until you look up, when you gasp.

“Katsuki!” You yell, a little giggle tearing through your words in surprise. “What if someone was around? Again?” You ask him, but it’s hard to remember why you’re this upset when he looks so pretty in front of you. He grunts, still jerking his cock as he sits on the edge of the bed, his phone propped up on what you believe a nightstand, as you can see the way his stomach curls in from how raggedly he breathed.

“You’re alone, right?” He asks in a huff, eyebrows screwing up as he takes in your wide eyes and slightly gaping mouth as you stare at his form. You nod absentmindedly, already feeling your inner thighs starting to get slick, shifting a little in your seat.

“Show me a tit, or something. I miss you.” Bakugou mutters, eyebrows pinched as he twists his wrist over his tip before he slides back down his shaft.

“When don’t you wanna see my tits?” You tease him, but oblige, lifting your shirt, eyes rolling slightly at the downright filthy noise that leaves his mouth at the sight. You don’t even have to play with them, just sit them on display and he’s already so quick to burst all over himself.

You take it a step further though, pushing back in your chair until he can see most of your body where you sit, slipping out of your bottoms and underwear until you’re on display for him. You put your knees to your chest before settling back, thighs on either side of the arms as you spread yourself, smiling at him all the while.

“So fuckin’—shit!” He sounds damn near strangled as he cums all over himself, eyes squeezed shut as he jerks at his cock. you can’t help but laugh when you hear the crackling of his quirk going off, watch how the sheets beside him char and start to smoke in his intensity. He’s always so easy, you think to yourself with a little laugh as you began to get dressed, and you love it.

#hc that he never used to jerk off this often until he met you bc you just make him feral and insatiable #also almost everyone has seen his dick atp bc of how often he does this lmfao #and the funny part is HE DOESNT EVEN CARE #‘mfs shouldn’t be in the camera when I call YOU it’s their fault’#and in a sense he’s right #I hate when someone calls me and someone else jumps in before I can like HELLO #what you might see is your fault after that lol #anyway this was based loosely on a very blurry dream I had #kinda clear kinda not but I remembered the general idea bc it was funny to me seeing everyone go #‘oh heyyy bkg—OH MY GOD IS HIS DICK OUT?!’#so 10/10 dream lmfao #im so tired of today tho it’s gonna be raining all day so I just wanna lay down all day :(#bakugou treats! 🍬#—new treat in the streets! 🍫

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msbyomimi · 8 months

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visiting your doting husband at work

Osamu Miya x fem!reader

wc: 1565 words

contains sexual content (oral m! receiving) MDNI

“Ohhhh baby slow down” A moan ripping from his throat as his head tilted back, sweat gathering along his forehead lightly from the strain of holding back. “Hah…mmmm…you’re gonna hurt yourself pretty” his voice straining and thick with desire that had a wetness pooling in your lacy panties.

The same lacy panties and matching bralette you decided to show up wearing to surprise your husband with at work.

He was swamped handling a lunch crowd. As you entered the doors of Onigiri Miya, the soft bell jingling to indicate your arrival, his head whipped around to see you. A beaming smile spread contagiously across his handsome face, his hair tucked messily under his black cap, eyes gleaming with eagerness to see you. “Angel! Ya stop by to get some food?”

You swiftly go up to the bar area and plop down in your usual seat. Your casual clothes made you look so organized and simply enjoying your day off. However that couldn’t be further from the truth as underneath the clothes lay your husband's favorite lingerie pair. The pair he bought for your first anniversary, practically pleading with you to put it on since “ya’d look so gorgeous in that shade of pink” and “I’ve been dreamin’ of ya wearing’ this for months”.

The man himself, dressed in his tight black shirt that hugged his biceps just right, black Onigiri Miya hat atop his head, looked down at you from behind the counter.

“Hi baby, I was just bored at the apartment and wanted to see you. I didn’t mean to interrupt you during lunch rush. I’ll wait till it slows down to talk with you~”

A lovesick smile spread across your face as you looked at your husband. Who simply stared back at you with the most awestruck expression. “Angel-“ he started to whisper, voice dripping with a promise of spoiling you for hours before being cut off by one of the patrons at the restaurant.

“Excuse me sir, could I order some food to go?”

Osamu swallowed thickly, pulling himself together and turning to the man asking him a question. “O’course! What’d ya like to try?” Slipping easily back into the role of simply running his establishment. What he’s been doing with practiced effort and devotion for the past 2 years.

Customers came and went as the time flew by. Osamu ran around helping take care of everything, not being able to stand still for hardly a couple moments. Until finally, as the last person left through the door, he sighed heavily, taking off his cap and wiping across his forehead from the hard work. He stalked over to the door and flipped the sign to Closed. Indicating that another day’s wrapped up and that he would be able to focus his attention back to you.

“Sorry about that darlin’. It was so busy” he muttered, walking back towards the counter, stopping right in front of you and trapping you in your seat by placing his arms on either side of you. Your back pressed against the lip of the countertop, eyes peering up at him softly, licking your suddenly dry lips.

“Wasn’t as bad a rush today seeing your pretty face there the whole time. Couldn’t help taking glances at ya gorgeous.” He whispered hurriedly, leaning in towards your chest, eyes lidded and gazing down at you. His muscular frame was a hair away from pressing against you, the two of you locked in a sizzling gaze that expressed just how much you missed one another.

“Samu…” the desperate call of his name tumbled out of your mouth before you could stop it. His name a helplessly plea you sent him, begging him to understand what you mean, what you need from that one single word alone.

A deep chuckle reverberated against his chest, a lazy smile spreading across his face. His brown eyes glowing with the promise of a good night together.

“I got ya baby~ I’ll take good care of ya”.

His deep voice uttered the words as he slowly leaned in, trapping you against his chest and the counter, leaving no place to run. His soft lips getting dangerously close to your own, before stopping. Confused, you let out a soft whine of frustration, opening your eyes only to see him staring down at you, ravenous.

“Tell me what ya want baby~ I’ll do anything ya just gotta tell me”.

That cheeky bastard, he knows what you want. A pout and glare were sent his way holding no malice whatsoever. He let out a laugh at your expression, hand coming up and cupping your face gently. His thumb tenderly caressed across the skin of your cheek.

“Don’t give me that~ Please love? I wanna hear ya say it.”

Your eyes peered into his own sensual gaze that was transfixed on your lips. Teasingly, you slowly took your tongue and wet your bottom lip, teeth sinking into it purposefully. Casting an innocent gaze towards Osamu who looked just about ready to cave and take all his desires for himself. A soft groan escaped his lips at your teasing and his voice dripped with desperation as he raggedly spoke “Please say it, need to hear you say what you want”.

Finally giving him the satisfaction, you spoke softly looking deep into his eyes “Kiss me~ I want you Osamu, need all of you so bad.”

A relieved sigh left his lips hurriedly as he pulled you in for a searing kiss. Messily slotting his lips against yours, swallowing all your moans as he licked your mouth tasting you desperately. “Mmmf. So good baby” He pulled away suddenly, not being able to keep up with the rush of his desires. He reached behind you, lifting you by your ass suddenly. Causing a yelp to leave you as you scrambled to wrap your legs around his torso, letting him take you wherever he wanted.

He kissed you rushed and full of soft mewls and wet lip smacking until you ended up in his office. He sat you down on his desk and locked the door behind him. There was no one else there but it could never hurt to be safe.

“Angel can ya suck me off please?” His voice left him with a pathetic whimper at the end. He was so desperate to see you in front of him on your knees, looking so damn adorable while pleasing him.

Your body moved on its own down to the be kneeling in front of Osamu. Taking off your top to reveal the bralette you had originally planned to surprise him with this whole time.

A loud moan ripped through his chest as he soaked in the sight before him. You with your honey sweet gaze looking up at him from the floor, face right in front of the tent in his pants. Your gorgeous tits pressed appetizingly together by the soft baby pink bralette he bought you.

“Oh fuck! Angel oh!” His body almost crumbled as his knees buckled. He held himself up thanks to his desk behind him. “I love ya. Oooo I love ya so much” the words tumbled past his lips in between heavy pants in a wave of emotions. Lust and devotion swirling, mixing together to create a heady cocktail he could never get enough of.

Sensing your husband's patience thinning you got to work quickly. Your greedy hands made quick work in removing his belt and pants. Shucking them down his legs leaving him in his boxers, hard dick restricted against the fabric. A wet spot of pre-cum showing up through the gray material.

“Is this all for me Samu?~” You teasingly spoke, words drowned in teasing lust for the man panting above you. He’d pulled up his black t-shirt, teeth biting into the fabric to muffle his loud noises. Leaving you with a view of his glistening abs and pecs. Until he couldn’t resist and ripped off the t-shirt, chest panting, and eyes wide looking down at your flushed face.

“Mmf!~ hah hah course it’s for ya, no one else could make my body go this crazy-Oh fuck!”

A loud groan slipped past his lips as you took your sly tongue and licked across the bulge in his boxers. Eyes peering up at him to witness his beautiful reactive face. His hands were gripping onto the desk so tightly now it would have hurt if not for the adrenaline rushing through his veins.

“Wanna taste you Samu~” you purred out, fingers tracing along the taunt skin at the elastic band of his boxers.

“Go ahead baby, taste me. I’m yours”

Hearing those words you finally brought down his boxers, allowing his hard cock to bounce up, thick veins coating it, and a drop of pre-cum dribbling down the side of it. He was twitching and desperate to feel you in any way he could. A loud sigh of relief left his throat as your tongue licked a burning swipe up the side of his dick.

“Angel please- ahhh Oooo just like that~ your mouth feels so damn good baby fuck”

The sounds leaving his lips were downright sinful. Nothing but a panting mess so drunk off of pleasure to say anything remotely sensible. You suckled sloppily on the head of his cock, bringing it eagerly into your mouth and moaning at the salty taste of his pre.

Judging from the blissed out look he cast down at you, your husband loved your little surprise today. The two of you were in for a long night together, where Samu will show you just how much he appreciates your surprise. He does need to return the favor after all.

might eventually make a part two to this, we shall see <33 hope ya enjoy

#osamu miya #osamu miya smut #hq osamu #hq osamu miya #haikyuu smut #hq smut #haikyu smut #~smor writes sometimes~#god Im sorry for the end but ya know I could always do a part 2 #its 3am plz Im tired lol

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