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hotdamnhunnam · 3 years

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Jax Teller: Fuck You Better

Part 1 | Part 2

A/N: Here’s Part 2 of your BFF Jax Teller giving you the best sex ever!! There is some fluff because the two of are you totally in loooove... but also lots of smut, now that Jax knows you like it rough 😜 Recommend reading Part 1 first—Part 2 picks up where we left off...

Pairing: Jax Teller x F!Reader Warnings: smut, swearing, dirty talk, rough sex, dom!Jax Request: This AMAZING anon request

Word Count: ~2.8k

... Continued from Part 1 [Read Here]

Bet you’d like that. Wouldn’t you, bitch.

The fact that he just dared to say that shit... so fucking savage. So damn stupid. Standing there and slaying you with his smoldering stare—then in the next split second, slamming you against the wall again, coming within an inch of swallowing the space that’s left between your lips and his—that sacred distance, all the safety that you cling to in resistance...

“We shouldn’t do this, Jax,” you try and fail to push him back, though you’re already soaking from how suddenly the beast in him attacks. “Jax, we just can’t—we can’t go there...”

Why does he have to be so fucking big and strong and tall? One forearm braced against the wall, his other hand rakes through your hair. “Oh, I ain’t going nowhere.”

It’s taking all your strength to keep your shit together. “I’m serious, Teller. We promised each other we’d never—”

Now he has both hands in your hair, which really isn’t fair. “I don’t... fucking... care.”

You dare to meet his clear blue stare, and all you see there in his eyes... is all the truth behind the lies: that he cares more than anything. And is no longer scared to tell you everything.

“You know what else we promised? To always be honest,” he fiercely reminds you; it’s true. “And I’ve broken that promise again and again, Y/N. For fucking years I haven’t told you what I really wanted. What I’ll always want.”

His name escapes you in a moan. “Jax, don’t...”

“Don’t what,” he interrupts. “Don’t tell you that it kills me every time I think about some undeserving dick fucking you up? Don’t tell you that your face is all I see whenever I’m inside another random slut? Don’t wanna hear it? I don’t give a shit. ‘Cause I am done keeping my mouth shut.”

Oh, this is too damn much. You fight against the impulse to dissolve to dust beneath his words, his touch, to just surrender and succumb. Fight desperately to keep your dignity intact. “Jax, you don’t really mean that! You just wanna fuck the only girl you’ve never had! Then once you’re done, I’ll just become...”

The thought of what you’re saying now completely shocks and sickens him. He looks like he’s gone numb. “My God, Y/N, are you that fucking dumb? You think I’m—”

“I don’t know what to think. I don’t know anything. Except that if this happens, Teller, I will never love another man again,” you tell him, honest as you’ve ever been. Somehow his touch upon your skin, here in this moment, rips your heart open and summons all the truth from deep within. “Jax, if I let you in... I’ll be ruined.”

The words have been spoken; there’s no turning back. Your heart is laid bare to be taken and broken by Jax.

And he takes it. He fucking attacks. “Ruined?” he repeats—yet when the word falls from his lips, heavy with heat, it hits so different. “You’re saying that like it’s a bad thing, Y/N. Trust me, it isn’t. That’s just what I’m planning on doing.”

Oh God. Oh God. Jax makes total destruction sound so fucking hot. Every cell in your body is melting with... fuck, you don’t even know what. You have never been so deep in love, and you’ve never been such a damn slut.

He goes on to tell you exactly what he meant. Exactly what he wants. “If this happens, Y/N... when this happens... I don’t want any other man putting his hands on you—holding you, loving you, fucking you—coming anywhere close to my woman ever again.”

His woman? His woman?! Did he just say the word ‘coming’? The submissive whore inside you has officially been summoned.

And the dom inside him knows just what he’s doing. “You ready to be ruined? If you let me in, I swear I’m going to destroy your cunt. I want you to be ruined for all other men. You understand?”

“Yes,” you respond, yielding to his demands, giving in to this god of a man just as fast as you possibly can. Never been such a mess.

“You want the guy who’s gonna fuck you best? And love you best? ‘Cause I promise that’s always gonna be me, Y/N,” your beautiful best friend professes his love again. “Whether you’ll have me or not, I will love you like I always have, more than anything, anyone else. I won’t stop.”

“Then don’t. Don’t stop,” you beg him, cradling his flawless face within your hands, so close yet never close enough. Not till he’s deep inside you, till the two of you are one. “Jax, you’re the only man I’ll ever want. Love you so much it fucks me up.”

His palm upon your cheek is so painfully soft, before the hot passionate sex that’s bound to be a hundred shades of hard and rough. And then he leans in toward your breathless lips... to kiss you for the first time now you’re finally fucking his. “Yeah, that’s my kind of love.”

By the time the kiss is done, you have no clue just how much time has gone. Two seconds? Twenty thousand? Doesn’t make a fucking difference. Time begins just as it ends: it doesn’t even, when you’re stuck so deep in heaven.

When Jax finally pulls back, it’s just because he knows how much higher the two of you can go. This kiss, as epic it is, is just part one. The trip to heaven’s only just begun. “Tell me what you want, Y/N.”

“You, Jax. I want you,” you effuse, still high on just how fucking good it feels to tell him something true. To give life to the love you’ve always tried to hide from view. “Always and only you.”

He smiles against your lips, and you can feel his while curling at the edges, into something of a smirk. The dirty devil deep inside him is about to get to work. “Yeah? And what do you want me to do?”

“Everything.”

The smirk flickers into a snicker, as he twines through your hair with his masterful fingers, until your toes are curling, insides totally unfurling. “Use your words, darlin’. Be fucking specific. Tell me what’s missing when you settle for some lesser dick. ‘Cause all those spots he missed... I’m gonna fucking hit.”

Oh, you don’t doubt it. He already is—how did you ever live before this? Haven’t even taken Jax’s dick yet and already you can’t fucking live without it.

He had commanded you to use words, but your brain is just a blur.

And so he orders you again, hand drifting down toward your dripping cunt, demanding a response. “Tell me... what you... want.”

Fuck. Holy fuck. Some kind of answer leaps off of your tongue, as you choke out the words in a stammering grunt. “J-Jax, I can’t—can’t even talk. I want... I need your fucking cock.”

The dirty bastard chuckles as your knees buckle. “To suck? To fuck?” he taunts. “Want me to read your mind, slut? Listen to your body, see the signs? Guess I can do that. Now that it’s all mine.”

As his big strong arms wrap around you now to lift you up and carry you to bed, one thing is spinning through your head: your mind is reeling from the fact that Jackson Fucking Teller just called you a slut. And not just as a joke, from friend to friend—no, as his woman. The truth is you’ve dreamt of this moment more often than you’d ever want to admit. But somehow Jax just knew it. And now that it’s finally happened, you want him to do it again and again and again.

“That turn you on?” he laughs, as if he has to ask, throwing you down onto the mattress flat against your back. Unfastening his jeans now as he stands between your knees, towering over your trembling body. “You like it when I talk dirty? You like knowing that you fucking belong to me?”

What even... are you in literal heaven? He is seriously godly.

Jax pulls down his jeans and boxers so damn slowly, knowing fully that you’ve never wanted anything so badly. “Then let me tell you, slut—you’re gonna love the way I fuck. You’re gonna love taking this big hard fucking cock.”

You honestly can’t think. Cannot fathom the fact that this happening. Cannot believe your luck.

When Jax’s massive meat is finally unleashed... your eyes go wide just at the sight, and he smirks down at you with pussy-soaking pride. And he has every fucking right. It’s everything you need. It’s so ridiculously huge, throbbing and thick between his strong muscular thighs, and you have no clue how it’s gonna fit inside you, but you want it to destroy you all damn night.

“Told you I fuck the way I fight,” he says, staring into your eyes as he swiftly and easily strips off your dress. “I fuck to win. To fucking ruin. By the time the night is done, you’re gonna think you fucking died.”

Sweet Jesus Christ. You’re finally naked on the bed, and you have never been so wet. You need that big hard cock to drive between your legs, to treat you to the world’s most epic sex. And yet you’re also desperate to give him head, because his dick looks honestly delicious. What you need is for this man to fuck all your holes, to feed your shamelessly slutty soul. And so the words escape you in a needy, greedy splutter. “God, just—just fuck me, Teller.”

His smirk is so dark as he teases you with the promise of his big perfect cock, and it’s really the hottest thing ever. The force of his dominance fills your heart, tears you apart, as it holds you together. “Mmm, baby, I can tell you’ve never been wetter. Knowing nobody can fuck you better.”

Holy fucking hell...

Jax finally gets himself onto the bed, straddling your chest, reading your mind so well. Ready to feed your thirst. “Face first?”

You give him the obvious answer. “Yes, sir.”

The word earns you another smirk. Taking his cock in his fist, the wet tip of it hovering over your lips, Jax begins to jerk. “Sir, huh?”

“Jax—” you gasp, but before you can even attempt to say anything else, your whole mouth is stuffed. “Unphh...”

Mother of God—his cock tastes so insanely good. Tastes even better than it looks, better than you had thought it would. It doesn’t even make sense for a dick to taste like this, but from the first second Jax first let you taste the tip, you know you’ll never get enough. You’re so fucking in love.

“Yeah, that’s it. Good girl,” your lover snarls in approval as he starts bucking his hips, shoving his thick shaft deeper past your panting lips. “Dirty little slut. So fucking desperate for my cock. Now suck.”

Jax takes a firm grip of your head and fucks your face into the bed and you are well and truly dead.

You might honestly get off from the sounds out of his mouth alone. The way he growls and grunts and groans. Calls you his filthy fucking whore, cocksucking bitch. It isn’t long before his breathing starts to hitch, and you can feel his length inside your mouth begin to throb and twitch.

As desperate as you are to take his load, to swallow all his cum down your devoted throat... before you can, your man has other plans. He slides his dick out of your mouth, positioning his body further down. Groping all over you with his dominant hands. And you’re all set for him to spin you right around—given the rough tone that he’s set, seems only natural he should take you from behind—spanking your ass until it’s red, yanking your hair, making you arch your spine, as he bends you over the bed and plows his dick inside, taking you there, and blows your goddamn mind...

But no, at least not yet—instead, Jax keeps you on your back just as you are, his gorgeous body hovering above yours on the bed. Kisses you passionately on the mouth until you’re seeing stars, and reads the mess of thoughts swirling around inside your head.

“It’s our first fucking time, Y/N. You think I wanna miss a thing?” he breathes into the kiss, grinding his dick against your soaking pussy lips. “Eyes open, babe. I won’t ever forget this moment. Want you to see everything. Feel everything. Because that’s what you are to me, and always have been. Love you more than anything.”

...This cannot be real life right now? Just... how? What the actual fuck is even happening?

“Don’t worry, darlin’... making love still can still be good and rough,” he speaks the words just as he starts plunging inside you without warning, till you’re fucking stuffed. Then he reminds you of the silly thing you’d said before. The stupid words that sort of started all of this, for better or for worse... scratch that, most definitely better. “Said you wanted my balls to kiss your ass. Remember that? This good enough, you filthy little whore?”

Oh fuck. Oh yes. Your pussy stretches open for his perfect cock, so full it feels it’s gonna bust, now as his balls slap up against your ass with every perfect thrust. And all you want is fucking more. His hips are moving in a rough, ravaging rhythm, as you savor every second of this perfect pleasure with him.

All the while, Jax whispers dirty words into your ear with his devilish smile—taking this dick so good... yeah, that’s it, bitch... so fucking tight, so wet... ugh, such a filthy little slut—mixed in with sweet nothings that seriously fuck you up—you are so fucking perfect... you have no clue how long I’ve been wanting this, wanting you... God, babe, I love you so much...

You both want this to fucking last. To ride as many waves as possible higher and higher, building on the fire of your shared desire, till you finally hit your climax.

But it’s not long before both you and Jax lack any more strength to hold back. You explode in the same exact moment, both screaming and moaning, hearts open, as you finally give yourselves over to everything you had been dreaming and hoping. Both so scared till now of what you might have lost—but whatever it was... this is well worth the cost. Now that you know it’s more than just lust.

You and your best friend Jax Fucking Teller are officially fucking in love.

You find yourself drowning again in his kisses—they’re fucking delicious—with no sense of how much time passed once you’re both finally finished. Lying back on the pillows to catch your breath, coming to life after loving each other to death. God, so fucking in love...

Once your senses have somewhat come back, you glance over at Jax, not quite sure what to make of the question he asks. “Did we just take the ‘F’ off?”

You blink up at him in confusion. “Huh?”

His luscious lips curve up into a boyish little grin. “You know—BFF... BF...”

Finally getting what he means, you cuddle in closer with the lifelong man of your dreams. “Are you saying you want to be my boyfriend, Jackson Teller?” you playfully tease. “Are you asking if this means that we’re officially together?”

This badass biker looks so damn sheepish and shy right now you might honestly die. “I mean, I’ve never fucked someone I love before... isn’t this how it works?” he murmurs. “Just making sure.”

You’re now convinced, as if you weren’t before, that you could not possibly love him any more. Jax Teller is a fucking treasure. Exists to be cherished, adored. “You’re so cute when you’re clueless,” you tell him, softly nuzzling the tip of your nose against his. “So you really wanna do this?”

“Did I stutter, bitch?” he huffs. “I want to take the ‘F’ off. Told you I’m in love.”

“I love you too, Teller. But I dunno—I really like the last ‘F’ for ‘forever’...”

“Hmm, yeah so do I...” he sighs, and you can see the color of forever in his eyes, true and blue as the sky. “But you know what—just fuck the labels. Fuck the letters. None of that shit matters.”

Nothing matters but the love that you’re so blessed to share with your best friend forever, Jackson Fucking Teller.

So he tells you, for good measure. “All you need to know is this: you’re fucking mine, and I am yours. I fucking promise... every day that we’re together... gonna love you more... and fuck you even better.”

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Hope you enjoyed this!! Would love to hear if you did! 🤗❤️

I think one of my other fics – Louder, Bitch – makes an especially great sequel to this! ✨

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comfyswitcherblanketfort · 3 years

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Slutty Christmas Elf

~with softness~

@electricrituals hit me with this delightful prompt : “Hey babe! <3 I have a Christmas prompt idea if you're interested... I'm thinking Geralt is a Mall Santa (unwillingly, probably because he lost a bet, most likely to Lambert) and Jaskier is one of Santa's Elves. Sparks fly and things get NSFW in a... broom closet? Bathroom? Anywhere they absolutely should NOT be ;)” and you bet your ass I sat in the corner of the living room after Thanksgiving dinner listening to Mariah Carey and Kelly Clarkson sing Christmas songs while writing some hoey Christmas smut on my phone.

Warnings: well its smutty so 18+ plz, anal fingering, anal sex, gentle dom vibes (no i currently cant write Jask any other way), trying (and failing) to keep quiet, v inappropriate use of a mall storage closet lmao, not a whole lot of up front communication but what is consent if not showing up to a closet for a booty call? A shitload of swearing - as usual

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"You promised, Geralt. Sit your ass down and get the fat pads on your thigh. They'll get sore if you don't." Lambert dangled the red Santa hat in front of Geralt's face with a devious grin.

Geralt snatched it out of his hands, "Technically, I didn't even lose the bet…"

Lambert had been walking away but he turned around when he caught the mutter, "Oh, I'm sorry? How many wings did you eat?"

Geralt rolled his eyes and shoved the hat over his hair.

"How many? Couldn't hear you!"

"Twelve…" Geralt sighed.

Lambert grinned, "That's RIGHT. Don't bet your Saturday on hot wings with me," he damn near skipped back behind the camera.

Geralt sat for light tests and someone slapping him with a makeup sponge full of blush before he was finally allowed to go get his coffee.

In the green room all the elves were lounging around, most on their phones, but one was hopping on one foot trying to get those stupid little booties on.

He only barely had time to set his coffee down before he had an arm full of swearing elf.

"Fuck! Shit, I'm sorry. The cunts just don't fucking fit." The elf stood himself up, using Geralt's shoulder to keep upright as he finally yanked the bootie on.

Geralt chuckled, "You know this is a kids event right?"

The elf straightened up, hand formerly gripping Geralt's shoulder now sliding down his biceps as his bright blue eyes sparkled, "Then why'd they hire such a handsome Santa?"

Geralt blushed, sure the makeup wasn't going to hide his embarrassment, "Lost a bet," he stammered.

"Good thing we both have more wholesome friends," the elf winked, nodding over to a blonde girl with a guitar on her lap, "I'm Jaskier."

"Geralt!" Lambert hollered from the hall and Geralt deflated, his eyes nearly rolling out onto the ground.

"That's me," he squeezed Jaskier’s elbow before walking away, "You gonna stay standing without me?"

Jaskier grinned, "I'm already swooning."

Geralt did his best to keep himself from giggling as he jogged back over to Lambert.

Jaskier, it turned out, was actually very good with kids, especially the ones who were scared but Geralt absolutely didn't pay close attention to him at all. He most certainly didn't look at his ass when he bent down to tie a kids shoe, and he would never glance over at him whenever he heard a particularly musical peak of laughter. Nope. Not Geralt.

Jaskier caught him looking more than he'd like to admit, winking every time. It sent a little swarm of butterflies through his insides and he'd only just met the man. Honestly who the fuck did Geralt think he was?

When lunch break was called Jaskier made an excuse to sashay up to him and lightly hip-check him, "Hey there big guy. Enjoy your show?" he asked, wiggling his eyebrows.

Geralt nearly lost his breath, "So that was intentional?"

Jaskier rested his elbow on Geralt's shoulder and lowered his voice as Geralt instinctively placed a hand at his back, "We've got an hour and forty minutes before lunch is over…"

Geralt's eyes bulged but he felt a heat shoot through his body at the suggestion, "How do you want to spend the break?"

Jaskier licked his lips and stood on his tiptoes to whisper in his ear, "Supply closet past the bathrooms. 5 minutes."

Jaskier snagged his wallet before he jogged out of the greenroom and down the hall. Geralt was frozen in place.

Was he really gonna do this? He didn't even know Jaskier’s last name. He might not even have a condom on him. Unless there was one in his gym bag? Yep. He was definitely gonna do this... maybe.

Lambert appeared out of nowhere while he was rifling through his bag, "Hey! Wanna get lunch at the taco place? My treat."

Fuck.

"Uh… rain check? I have uh… have to let Roach out." Geralt snagged his keys and wallet, praying Lambert didn't hear the little crinkle of foil he's hastily tucked into a card slot.

Lambert quirked an eyebrow at him but shrugged it off, "Long as you're back on time."

Geralt was speed walking down the hall, internally debating just how good of an idea this was. He might just walk past to his truck and actually go let his dog out. Nope. He glanced up and down the hall before cracking the door open.

It was dark. Fuck.

Before his self esteem could take a nosedive the door next to it opened and Jaskier leaned out, "That wasn't five minutes. Get in here. If Lambert finds us that's on you."

Geralt cupped Jaskier's face and pressed their lips together, kissing him back into the dimly lit room and closing the door behind him, "He's caught me doing worse."

"Mmm! Top or bottom?" Jaskier squeaked between kisses as he unzipped Geralt from the ridiculous Santa suit.

He pulled back to step out of the onesie, left in his briefs and undershirt, "What?"

Jaskier was already peeling off his green leggings, "You wanna fuck? Or be fucked?"

Geralt's cock twitched to life as he sheepishly admitted, "Be fucked."

Jaskier groaned and bit his lip as he dug a condom out of his wallet, "Merry Christmas to me."

Geralt chuckled, tossing his condom to Jaskier, "You're getting my hopes up."

"Oh, darling," a dangerous look flashed in Jaskier's eyes, "pants off, face the door."

Geralt shivered at his tone and did as he was told, pressing his hands to the cold metal and glancing back over his shoulder. Jaskier tore open one of the packs and rolled the condom over his fingers before coming to stand behind Geralt.

"Are you going to be good and stay quiet for me?"

Oh fuck. Geralt's breath hitched at his words and his cock ached to be touched. He bit his lip and nodded vigorously.

Jaskier ran his other hand over his shoulders and back, guiding his feet back a bit so his ass was better presented, "You like that? Being told what to do? Giving up control?"

Geralt pressed his forehead on the door, his breath coming in gasps already, "Yes, just don't call me 'honey'."

Jaskier pressed a kiss to his shoulder, "Wouldn't dream of it. Ready?"

Geralt nodded and Jaskier dragged his two fingers over Geralt's hole, making use of the lube on the condom as best he could. Geralt shivered, and pushed out a breath to keep from moaning as Jaskier massaged his rim.

"That's it, just relax. Let me make you feel good." Jaskier whispered in his ear, stroking his side and kissing the back of his neck, "Do you want to touch yourself?"

Geralt hadn't even realized he was waiting for permission but fuck did he want to, "Please?"

Jaskier stepped to the side a bit, still massaging Geralt while he tipped his chin toward him and kissed him, "Do what you want, love."

Geralt gripped his cock and pumped ever so slowly, stifling another moan. Jaskier mouthed at his jaw and behind his ear as he slowly pushed one finger in, just to the first knuckle. Geralt's rhythm faltered and he gasped, "More."

Jaskier's breath was shaky as he began pumping and curling his finger, looking for that lovely little spot.

"Two," Geralt gasped, "you won't reach it without two fing-ehmm!"

Jaskier did exactly as he was told and a wave of pleasure rolled through Geralt's body, "Like…. This?" Jaskier curled his fingers again and held the pressure on Geralt's prostate for a few seconds while Geralt trembled.

He whined as he nodded, canting his hips back.

Jaskier stilled his ministrations and gathered Geralt to his chest to whisper in his ear, "I thought you said you'd be quiet for me?"

"I can," Geralt whispered, "I promise."

Jaskier hummed and pressed his palm over the center of Geralt's chest, "I'm going to add another finger. But you have to keep quiet."

Geralt's hand pressed over Jaskier's, "I will. I will." He panted.

Jaskier did as he'd said and Geralt bit down on his lip, finally feeling almost full. Jaskier began pumping again, pressing his own erection against Geralt's hip, "Good boy."

Geralt rocked back against Jaskier's bulge, fucking himself on his fingers, "I'm ready."

"You sure?"

"One hundred percent."

Jaskier pressed against his prostate one more time before slipping his hand out, making Geralt shudder and bite his knuckle to suppress a groan. Jaskier had the second condom out and ready almost immediately, lining himself up at Geralt's entrance as he ran his hands over his back in long soothing strokes.

"You tell me when," Jaskier cooed, "pause for pause, stop for get out, work?"

Geralt nodded and repeated the code before leaning against the door on one elbow with his palm flat against the metal, "Go ahead."

Jaskier moaned as he slowly and steadily pushed in. Geralt twisted his hand over the head of his cock and almost forgot how to exhale he was so full. Jaskier slowly began rocking back and forth, maybe a centimeter or two at a time. As he started to thrust in earnest the bells on his costume started to jingle in time.

Geralt tried to ignore it, but it was just so ridiculous and he was going to start laugh soon, "Jask, p-pause," he chuckled.

Jaskier froze, a hand coming to Geralt's neck and jaw, asking him wordlessly to look at him, "what is it?"

"The bells. Its- fuck it's too funny."

Jaskier laughed as he peeled his shirt off and tossed it in a heap with his leggings, "Thank gods, they’re annoying."

Geralt huffed in amusement as he rocked his hips a bit but his breaths quickly turned to pants as Jaskier picked up his pace again. For as quiet as he'd told Geralt to be, Jaskier was moaning wantonly whenever Geralt clenched or hummed as he brushed his prostate.

Geralt had given up stroking his cock in favor of squeezing at the base for a while when Jaskier finally said he was close, staving off his orgasm as long as he could. The sweet slick fullness mixed with the near panic of constantly being on the edge was intoxicating and Geralt wanted to hang onto every second.

Jaskier held his hips and squeezed like he'd really wanted to dig in and Geralt wished he would, "Are you-?"

"Yes," Geralt really wasn't sure how he formed words, his whole body was pulsing and shaking.

"F-fuck! Oh, Geralt. Sonofa-hmmm." Jaskier came with rough thrusts, keeping one hand wrapped around the base of the condom as he rode out his orgasm.

Geralt gave himself three good pumps and that was all it took to send him over the edge. He barely kept his legs under him as he shook and groaned while Jaskier pulled out to dispose of the condom. He pressed his cheek against the door and sighed at the relief on his slightly sweaty skin, only mildly aware of Jaskier getting dressed behind him.

"Geralt, how do you feel?" Jaskier brushed some stray hairs out of his face.

"Hmmm."

"Good hmmm?"

Geralt nodded and pushed off the door, running a hand through his hair to pull himself together.

Jaskier didn't seem to be in a rush though, helping him get dressed and clean up in his rather hazy afterglow. He lead Geralt over to one of the benches and sat down, pulling Geralt into his lap, straddling his hips. His arms wrapped around Geralt's waist and pulled him close, one hand snaking into his hair and lightly scratching little circles on his scalp. Geralt hummed in exhausted pleasure and laid his head on Jaskier's shoulders, wrapping his arms around his ribs.

"For as scary as you look, you're a big softie," Jaskier laughed, giving him a little squeeze.

Geralt heaved a sigh as if raising his head from Jaskier's shoulder was a monumental effort, "I thought you said 'handsome'?" He teased, looking to Jaskier's lips as if to ask permission.

Jaskier pressed a soft kiss to his lips, overwhelmingly gentle for a quickie in a supply closet, "Scary good-looking," he mumbled between kisses.

Geralt let out an amused huff and before he could stop himself, asked, "Wanna go get lunch?"

Jaskier pulled back to look at him in bewilderment.

Geralt scrambled to take it back, failing miserably, "Unless- I mean. We fucked in a mall closet I'm not saying- i- fuck, I ruined it."

Jaskier placed a finger over his lips and smiled, "I'd love to."

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koi-has-joy · 4 years

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My Chubby Little Bunny...

Tamaki Amajiki x Fem!Reader

Words: 1,749

Warnings: Smut, male dom, praise, affection, slight angst

It had been a long day for you both. He had been patrolling since early in the morning and you had been called into work on your day off. But that was the life you both signed up for and honestly you didn’t expect anything less.

Finally arriving home you saw Amajiki lounging on the couch in your shared apartment playing Slime Rancher. Noting his dripping hair and the way his clothes clung to his physique you were already becoming impatient. With the stealth of a panther you shifted between rooms without alerting your boyfriend of your presence. Swiftly you changed into the most comfortable and sexy pair of panties you owned as well as one of his hoodies and some baggy sweatpants. Glancing at the mirror in front of the bedroom door you fixed your glasses and tied your hair into a messy bun.

Walking across the hallway into the bathroom you then spent a little time washing your face, putting on perfume, brushing your teeth and cleaning your various piercings. After you were finished you decided it was time to go greet your lazy suneater.

Strolling into the living room where he was laying you chose not to say anything, but you did want to be close to him. Standing in front of the screen that he was so fixated on he paused his game and opened his arms. You found yourself between his arms and on his lap in an instant. When he wrapped his arms around you and pulled you into him he began to rub your back. With a sigh of relaxation you spoke into his chest “Hi honey, how was your day?” You tried to sound as normal as possible.

“My day was alright. What’s wrong bunny?” His voice was like honey, sweet and smooth. Of course he noticed, he always does. Right then you wanted to cry, but for what reason?

“Today some hate mail came through the agency directed at me.”

“Oh baby, you know what they say isn’t true. They’re just trying to make you feel bad.” Hugging you tighter he spoke directly into your ear.

“That’s the thing Tama. I think this time they’re right. And I know I shouldn’t be bothered by something this juvenile, something this childish but- ” You were rambling and speaking too quickly for him to understand. So, with a sigh you slightly shook your head as you thought for a moment. “They said that I was too fat to be a pro hero.”

“W-well they don’t know shit, that’s why they aren’t pros themselves.” He tried to make you feel better but he knew you weren’t going to budge. Moving his large hands to cup your cheeks he turned your face to look at him. “You are not fat, period. You are all muscle and could probably kick anybody’s ass if you wanted.” That alone made you chuckle. Slightly lifting the weight of doubt from your heavy heart.

Looking at the ceiling to hide your reluctant smile from his previous comment. Tamaki seized the opportunity and started to kiss your neck, moving his hands to your hips to keep you in place. Light, feathery kisses that made your skin tingle, every now and then he would stop to suck or lick a particular spot.

“Tama that tickles!” Pushing lightly on his shoulders he leaned back, allowing you to look into his loving eyes once more. Glancing between his lips and his eyes you surged forward and captured his lips into a searing kiss. Unconsciously you rolled your hips against him, luring a deep moan from within his chest. Swiping your tongue against his bottom lip, he quickly returned the advancement by dominating your tongue. He’s normally not this demanding. As you were thinking to yourself Tamaki moved his hands to grip your ass. Breaking the kiss with a slight gasp you wrapped your legs around his torso as he stood and carried you into the bedroom.

Setting you gently on the bed he cupped your face and nuzzled his nose against yours before taking a step back to remove his shirt. Running his fingers through his indigo locks you thought to yourself once more. How did I get so lucky? Interrupting your thoughts of admiration he spoke more confidently than you ever thought possible. “O-okay, y/n. I’m going to show you h-how much I love my chubby little bunny.” With a smirk he pounced, his hands were on you massaging, squeezing and caressing all over.

A flood of heat rushed to your core as he desperately striped you of your sweatpants and discarded them to who knows where. Sucking in a deep breath as he noticed the lacy indigo colored panties that covered your heat. “Is this what you wanted Bunny? For me to s-show you how beautiful you are? Is that why you wore my favorite, Bunny?” He didn’t need a verbal response because you had covered your face with your forearms. Laying on your back you felt his hands slip beneath his your hoodie. “And no bra? What a s-slutty little bunny I have.” He took your pert nipples between each thumb and rolled it. A soft moan came from behind your arms causing Tamaki to do it again and again.

The slew of appreciative mumbles and moans gave Amajiki the confidence boost he needed to do as he wanted. Lifting your shirt he plunged beneath it, licking and kissing all around your stomach and up your chest. Taking a nipple into his mouth he grazed his teeth over the mound relishing in the way you arched off the bed and into his touch. Wrapping your arms around his head as he sucked on your breasts you were driving him crazy. A particularly harsh bite just above the swell of your breast caused you to yelp and bite your lip. Finally retreating from under your shirt Tamaki removed the remaining garments from you both.

“Tama, you’re too good to me.” You held his face and saw nothing more than pure, inclusive love. When he slid his hot member across your dripping slit you nearly choked on the breath that you were unconsciously holding.

“You’re wrong you k-know. You deserve everything and more baby.” Placing one hand on your hip, the other guiding his aching member to tease your hole. Collecting your juices more and more as he would insert the head only to immediately retreat. The amount of self control Tamaki was showing was insane, he wanted so badly to fuck you into oblivion. Until you forgot what was making you upset, until you could think only of him. Tired of his relentless teasing you pushed your hips down onto his length a little releasing a grunt from him. “I’m in charge here.” He flashed you a smirk before he completely sheathed himself inside of you.

“Ah-fuck, Tam-” he covered your mouth with his now free hand before he whispered into your ear.

“You’re fucking t-tight bunny.” He painstakingly pulled himself from within you. Clawing at his back as he slowly began to move, you were moaning against his large hand. “You take me so well. What a good little bunny.” Feeling a wet stripe against his palm he leaned back to look at you. Your eyes were begging him to go faster, to make you feel good. Unable to resist he withdrew once more before slamming his hips against yours. The sound of skin against skin filling your ears behind the symphony of grunts and praises from Tamaki.

Uncovering your mouth he used his hand to caress your body. Every curve, scar, stretch mark was acknowledged and praised. He loved every bit of you and that was clear. Through every passionate thrust, pant and mumble, Tamaki showed you just how much he appreciated you for who you are.

Wanton moans and feeble attempts at sentences permeated through him. Feeling the way you were clenching around him, Tamaki gripped your hips with both hands to hammer into your cunt with a newfound vigor. “Are you close Bunny?” He had found the soft spongy spot in your core and he continued his assault. “God, I can feel you drawing me deeper into you. Can you cum for me? Cum around my cock, please baby.” With sudden urgency he began to rub circles into your clit, freeing a scream of pleasure as he pushed you closer to your release. Capturing your lips with his, he swallowed your sounds reveling in the way he made you a mess for him. You tangled your hands into his hair to keep him devouring you.

His ministrations slowed as you came, guiding you through your high and softly coaxing you back to this moment. “Thank you for being such a good girl.” he punctuated each word with a grunt and a particularly rough thrust. Growling your name he too, reached his high as removed himself from your core and thick, white lines sputtered onto your stomach.

Taking in the sight of your blissful and relaxed face Tamaki stood and went into the bathroom only to come back with a glass of water and a warm towel. He cleaned you off first, taking extra care to make sure everything was gone, then he wiped himself. Stepping into the closet in the corner of the room he grabbed a very large blanket and headed back toward you. Wrapping the blanket around you, softly he picked you up and carried you back into the living room setting you down on one end of the couch. He retreated into the bedroom once more and came back with his underwear on and the glass of water in hand. Pressing the cold glass to your lips you sipped gently, with a hum Tamaki set the glass down in the kitchen before joining you in the living room.

Turning the TV on he put on your favorite romance movie and parted the blanket and your arms as he rested himself between them. He rested his face against your bare chest, wrapped his arms around you as best he could and lightly nuzzled into you. Closing your arms around him you were both snuggled warmly into the blanket and with a warm sigh you kissed the top of his head before drifting into a restful sleep.

Once he was sure you were asleep and snoring softly he breathed in your scent deeply as if it gave him courage and uttered “I love you y/n.”

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BakuDeku Lemon Fics

(*) Indicates my most suggested read.

Blinding Brilliance by SecretKiwi

Rating: Explicit Archive Warning: Underage Relationship: Bakugou Katsuki/Midoriya Izuku Characters: Bakugou Katsuki, Midoriya Izuku Additional Tags: Canon Compliant, Pre-Relationship, Explicit Sexual Content, Dry Humping, Blow Jobs, Anal Sex, Anal Fingering, Masturbation, Awkward First Times, Praise Kink, top!Midoriya, bottom!Bakugou, Post kacchan vs deku Summary: The fact that Katsuki could even think Izuku looked down on him was mind-blowing. Baffling. He’s only ever looked to Katsuki with stars in his eyes; with a wide-eyed fascination that could only be rivaled by All Might himself. “Y-you thought of me that way…?” Izuku’s voice is soft, unsure, and honestly? Hurt. He couldn’t see how his constant commendation and devotion could ever be seen as something negative. _ Deku and Kacchan work out their feelings towards each other, and Izuku proves to him that his admiration was always sincere.

Orange Lace by Devasta

Rating: Explicit Relationship: Bakugou Katsuki/Midoriya Izuku Characters: Bakugou KatsukiMidoriya Izuku Additional Tags: Daddy Kink, Lingerie, Fluff and Smut, Established Relationship, Anal Sex, Anal Fingering, Bottom Midoriya Izuku, Top Bakugou Katsuki, Anal Plug, Tooth-Rotting Fluff, Praise Kink Summary: He'd pressed it in with wet noises and his lips brushing Izuku's ear, promising a good, hard fuck if his kitten kept it in the entire time. Katsuki definitely isn't a liar.

Sucker Punch by guess ill die (richkid_asshole)

Rating: Explicit Relationship: Bakugou Katsuki/Midoriya Izuku Characters: Midoriya Izuku, Bakugou Katsuki, Todoroki Shouto, Jirou Kyouka, Yaoyorozu Momo, Iida Tenya, Uraraka Ochako Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Rock Band, Sex Drugs and Rock and Roll, Porn With Plot, Finger Sucking, Rough Oral Sex, Oral Fixation, Anal Sex, Anal Fingering, katsuki's in a band, izuku is bad at being spontanious, Bakugou Katsuki Swears A Lot, Dirty Talk, writing these tags is more embarrassing than writing the fic itself wow, spot the life is strange reference lol, momo and kyouka are together but they're barely there so im not gonna tag their ship Summary: Izuku never did anything without a plan, without forethought, without looking into every possible outcome and weighing the pros and cons of each. But something about Katsuki made him want to be impulsive.

To Break Down His Walls by Alistairz

Rating: Explicit Relationship: Bakugou Katsuki/Midoriya Izuku Characters:Bakugou Katsuki,Midoriya Izuku Additional Tags: bakudeku, Smut, Fluff and Smut, Senior year, blowjob, handjob, makeout, Anal Sex, Anal, Rimming, Orgasm Delay/Denial, Accidental Stimulation, Romance, Overstimulation, Aftercare, Oneshot, Piercings Summary: A warm and breezy night as spring fades into summer, Bakugou Katsuki and Izuku Midoriya spend their evening together laughing away their worries playing their favorite childhood video games. (Innocent enough, right?) But things take an unexpected turn when a daydreaming Izuku reaches for a bottle of soda, and their lives are forever changed.

Give Me Strength by CounterKnight291543

Rating: Explicit Relationship: Bakugou Katsuki/Midoriya Izuku Characters: Bakugou Katsuki, Midoriya Izuku Additional Tags: Smut, Blow Jobs, Face-Fucking, Praise Kink, Plot What Plot/Porn Without Plot, Bakugo likes to feel superior, Midoriya just wants to make him feel good, References to Canon, But UA is more of a university, Aged-Up Character(s), i'm sorry for this sin Summary: Seeing how much Midoriya has grown is making Bakugo feel weak. Thankfully, his childhood friend is on hand to change that.

Be Good by Whinyskeleton

Rating: Explicit Relationship: Bakugou Katsuki/Midoriya Izuku Characters: Bakugou Katsuki, Midoriya Izuku Additional Tags: BDSM, Edgeplay, Vibrators, Dom!Izuku, Light Bondage, Tears, good ones though, Finger Sucking, Praise Kink, Lingerie, whats the tag for being stepped on, basically katsuki gets wrecked, OOC Summary: Katsuki was naked except for the leather collar on his neck and the ropes on his arms, binding them behind his back. He was sitting on the edge of the bed, Izuku between his legs, rubbing his hands up and down Katsuki's thighs reassuringly. His hands were warm, strong, confident. He slowly grabbed a bottle of oil off the bed and began rubbing it over Katsuki's chest while whispering into his ear. "Are you going to be good for me today?"

Soft Spots by Saysi(Lots of chapters)

Rating: Explicit Relationship: Bakugou Katsuki/Midoriya Izuku Character: Class 1-A (My Hero Academia) Additional Tags: Blowjobs, handjobs, lots of porn, Lots of plot, Making Out, Masturbation, Anal, D/s undertones, Long, Canon Universe, Possessive Bakugou Katsuki, Because some people misunderstood this is NOT set in first year Summary: Midoriya and Bakugou don't have the best of relationships - except when they find themselves alone. Bakugou quickly finds himself developing a soft spot for the nerd.

Stopping All Stations by glamour_weeb

Rating: Explicit Relationship: Bakugou Katsuki/Midoriya Izuku Characters: Bakugou Katsuki, Midoriya Izuku Additional Tags: Consensual Non-Consent, Exhibitionism, Rape Fantasy, Public Sex, Verbal Humiliation, Established Relationship, Crossdressing, Rape Roleplay, Anal Sex Summary: Izuku begs Katsuki to roleplay as a pervert that feels him up on the train. Katsuki only agrees if Izuku wears a slutty school girl uniform. They both get a little bit too into it.

Shelter in the Storm by baku_bean

Rating: Explicit Relationship: Bakugou Katsuki/Midoriya Izuku Characters: Bakugou Katsuki, Midoriya Izuku Additional Tags: Aged-Up Character(s), Established Relationship, Characters Are Pro Heroes (My Hero Academia), Snowed In, Anal Fingering, Anal Sex, Riding Summary: After his first plans for Katsuki's birthday fall through, Izuku surprised him with something else. When THAT goes awry and he tries to blame himself, Katsuki reminds him of what was really important from the start.

Body Talk by erza_mikazuki

Rating: Explicit Relationship: Bakugou Katsuki/Midoriya Izuku Characters: Midoriya Izuku, Bakugou Katsuki, Kirishima Eijirou, Ashido Mina, Uraraka Ochako, Todoroki Shouto Additional Tags: Clubbing, night club, Strangers to Lovers, Love at First Sight, Anal Sex, Oral Sex, Top Bakugou Katsuki, Bottom Midoriya Izuku, Love Hotels, First Meetings, Sexual Tension, Resolved Sexual Tension, Flirting, Porn With Plot, Plot What Plot/Porn Without Plot Summary: Izuku Midoriya loves letting lose on the weekends. Dancing the night away at the night clubs with friends and drinking. Izuku is a tactile person. He gets high off of attraction & flirtations acted out via body language. That raw desire for close physicality; no words exchanged. Letting the body handling unspoken words. It was just another night out with friends; until he locks eyes with crimson red eyes that seem to want to eat him whole. The attraction between them is instantaneous; drawn to one another like magnets. Izuku just wants to dance with him.

Sweet Nothings by LoveOn_970

Rating: Mature Relationship: Bakugou Katsuki/Midoriya Izuku Characters: Bakugou Katsuki, Midoriya Izuku Additional Tags: Established Relationship, Aged-Up Character(s), Light BDSM, Fluff and Smut, Marriage, Body Worship, Anal Sex, Bakugou Katsuki Swears A Lot, Top Midoriya Izuku, Power Bottom Bakugou Katsuki Summary: Katsuki would never admit it aloud. He thought his husband was strong, of course. Being Number One does that to a man. But... he would do anything for Deku. Anything.

Safe Haven Massage by SurelyHeavenWaits *

Rating: Explicit Relationship: Bakugou Katsuki/Midoriya Izuku Characters: Bakugou Katsuki, Midoriya Izuku Additional Tags: Pro Hero Bakugou Katsuki, Quirkless Midoriya Izuku, Massage Therapist Midoriya Izuku, Massage, Aged-Up Character(s), Smut Summary: Kirishima and Kaminari have been badgering Katsuki for weeks to accept this gift certificate to their favorite massage parlor until Katsuki finally and grudgingly accepts, despite his suspicions. Which is how he finds himself here, naked as the day he was born and getting rubbed down by a man with the voice of an angel.

You Wonderful Motherfuckers by BeyondPhantomhive

Rating: Explicit Relationship: Bakugou Katsuki/Midoriya Izuku Characters: Bakugou Katsuki, Midoriya Izuku, Sero Hanta, Kaminari Denki, Ashido Mina, Kirishima Eijirou Additional Tags: Pranks and Practical Jokes, Fluff and Crack, Smut, Dirty Thoughts, Dirty Talk, Anal Fingering, Anal Sex, Getting Together, POV Alternating, Gift Fic, I Wrote This Instead of Sleeping Summary:In which the Bakusquad unwittingly get Bakugou and Midoriya together through a series of pranks.

Party Wall by TheBadIdeaBears

Rating: Explicit Relationship: Bakugou Katsuki/Midoriya Izuku Characters: Bakugou Katsuki, Midoriya Izuku, Todoroki Shouto Additional Tags: Meet-Cute Neighbors, Masturbation, Alternate Universe - No Quirks (My Hero Academia), Mutual Masturbation, through a wall, it's a weird arrangement, like Pyramus and Thisbe but with masturbation, there's a reference no one will get, Misunderstandings, Kissing, Boys Kissing, Anal Fingering, Anal Sex, Wall Sex Summary: Izuku moves to a new building and half of his stuff is missing. Thankfully he has a hot new neighbour he can ask for help.

TGIF by Tokiji(Part 1 of the Tickets Straight to Hell series)

Rating: Explicit Relationship: Bakugou Katsuki/Midoriya Izuku Characters: Bakugou Katsuki, Midoriya Izuku, Dabi (My Hero Academia), Kirishima Eijirou, Ashido Mina, Kaminari Denki, Sero Hanta, Todoroki Shouto Additional Tags: mentions of tododeku, mentions of todobaku, College AU, Party, Aged-Up Characters, No quirks Au, Drinking, Penetrative Sex, Rough Sex, Lord help these dorks, Mentions of Kirimina, Mentions of Kamijirou, Dirty Talk, Sex Jokes Summary: “If tonight was a one-time thing, I get it. But, I dunno, you look decent enough to hang out with, so.” “How flattering.” The arms around him tightened ever so slightly. “I don't… Um.” Deku leaned back until they sunk into the couch together, like a small escape from the world spinning around them, and whispered against his lips, “I really, really don't want this to be a one-night stand.” Katsuki hummed and bumped their noses together. “Do you think we have a chance?” “At this?” Katsuki waved a hand at the non-existent space between them. “I… honestly don't know.”

A Million Answers by Tokiji(Part 2 of the Tickets Straight to Hell series)

Rating: Explicit Relationships: Bakugou Katsuki/Midoriya Izuku, Side Kirishima Eijirou/Ashido Mina Characters: Bakugou Katsuki, Midoriya Izuku, Kirishima Eijirou, Ashido Mina, Kaminari Denki, Sero Hanta, Todoroki Shouto, Uraraka Ochako, Iida Tenya, Shindou You, Jirou Kyouka Additional Tags: No quirks Au, College AU, Fluff, heavy smut, Angst, Why do all of my fics have angst, Semi-Public Sex, Established Relationship, see you all in hell Summary: “Oh?” Katsuki grinned, a mixture of disbelief and bewilderment. “And how the fuck do I look at you, Deku?” “Like I’m the dumbest, shittiest, dorkiest nerd on the planet.” Deku laughed. “And like I’m… Like I’m worth the world.” “And a shirt.” “Yes. The world and a shirt.”

Go Hard by hottamale

Rating: Explicit Relationship: Bakugou Katsuki/Midoriya Izuku Characters: Bakugou Katsuki, Midoriya Izuku Additional Tags: Aged Up, 17/18 - Freeform, technically underage i guess, Sneaking Out, Anal Sex, 69, Power Bottom Midoriya Izuku, late night adventures, Car Sex, Blow Job, eating ass Summary: They always say being a teenager is the time to make stupid decisions, but no one talks about the laughs and good times that go hand in hand with them. With the cool metal of his dad's car keys resting heavy in his hand, Katsuki is more focused on that dumb, bright smile and shitty green hair than the possible consequences of their actions.

rabid. by SageMasterofSass

Rating: Explicit Relationship: Bakugou Katsuki/Midoriya Izuku Characters: Bakugou Katsuki, Midoriya Izuku, Kaminari Denki, Kirishima Eijirou, Ashido Mina, Sero Hanta Additional Tags: Smut, this is rly just porn yall theres a plot but it ain't much lmao, Werewolf!Katsuki, Knotting, Biting, Drooling, Xenophilia, as in Katsuki is shifted but aint an actual wolf, Cum Inflation, Rough Sex, Anal Sex, as always in my fics izuku has a size kink, and also as per usual katsuki has a filthy mouth, Dirty Talk, Size Kink, Possessive Behavior, Breeding Kink, knotting dildo, it doesn't get used tho, why use a toy when u can have a real dick? :) Summary: “Does this mean someone wants to fuck Bakugou?” Kaminari asks curiously. “I think it’s the other way around,” Mina says with a grin, and throws Katsuki a wink when he glares at her. “Obviously someone wants his giant werewolf co-” “Hey!” Katsuki snaps, cutting her off. “Knock it off, I’m not fucking anyone!” Famous last words.

Online: Grind Zero by chocolatechipplague *

Rating: Explicit Relationship: Bakugou Katsuki/Midoriya Izuku Characters: Bakugou Katsuki, Midoriya Izuku, Todoroki Shouto, Kirishima Eijirou, Kaminari Denki, Endeavor (mentioned) Additional Tags: Camboy Bakugou, Makeup Guru Bakugou, Prohero Deku, Makeup Sex Test, lipstick stains, Blowjobs, Rimming, Sex, Anal Sex, Cum Eating, Messy, Endeavor_Sucks, BOTTOM BAKUGOu, top midoriya, Aged Up, NSFW, Sex Toys, Cock Ring, Plugs, hint of fluff, Grind Zero, Quirkless Bakugou Katsuki Summary: "Listen, you want your eyeliner sharp enough to fucking kill a man and there's no fucking point going out if your highlight ain't poppin’," Grind Zero commented as he brushed powder across his cheekbones, adding a soft shimmer to his face. He looked into the mirror and pushed his lips into a pout, just to see how it would look before dragging his brush through the powder again, a little more to the top of his cheekbones for the dramatics. He reached for his eyeliner pencil and pointed it to the camera. He pushed his lips into a pout just for the effect before lining the dramatic wings he wanted to create on his eyes over top the smoky eyeshadow he had finished a few minutes prior. "If you're not thinking about murder as you strut in the club, just go the fuck home, Becky. You're embarrassing yourself." Katsuki bakugou is Japan's most loved camboy, taking a focus on makeup and testing its durability with help from his boyfriend prohero Deku, not that Grind Zero's fans would know that little detail.

Caught Up by Mikacrispy *(2nd in the 'Get On My Level' series. Can be read as a standalone. I do suggest reading both because quality.)

Rating: Explicit Categories: F/M, M/M Relationships: Bakugou Katsuki/Midoriya Izuku, Ashido Mina/Kirishima Eijirou, Jirou Kyouka/Kaminari Denki Characters: Bakugou Katsuki, Midoriya Izuku, Class 1-A (My Hero Academia) Additional Tags: Age Difference, Aged-Up Character(s), Canon-Typical Violence, not slow burn, Bakugou Katsuki Swears A Lot, Sassy Midoriya Izuku, BAMF Midoriya Izuku, Bakugou Katsuki Can't Catch a Break, Smut, Bakusquad (My Hero Academia), Pro Hero Midoriya Izuku, Pro Hero Bakugou Katsuki, Characters Are Pro Heroes (My Hero Academia) Summary: Midoriya Izuku returns home after living three years away from the country to become the best hero he can... But it is not just his fighting style that improved, the young man now is handsome, assertive and very straightforward. Bakugou Katsuki was not ready for it. (This work is sequel to my other fic Get On My Level, but it can be read on its own.)

Stupid Twink Finds Another Way to Pay Horny Mechanic by decadentbynature

Rating: Explicit Relationships: Bakugou Katsuki/Midoriya Izuku Additional Tags: Some Kind of AU idk, Extremely Dubious Consent, Blow Jobs, First Time Blow Jobs, Public Blow Jobs, mechanic Bakugo Katsuki, Dirty Talk, Short One Shot, Drabble, Plot What Plot/Porn Without Plot, Kissing, Rough Oral Sex Summary: Izuku gets a flat tire and being unprepared for such an event, is forced to call for a tow truck. One arrives, being driven by an aggressive, loudmouthed mechanic who introduces himself as Bakugo. Everything is going smoothly...up until Bakugo asks for payment and Izuku realizes that he doesn't have his wallet. That's alright, though, Bakugo has another way for him to pay.

Addiction by MiraChaDoodles

Rating: Explicit Relationship: Bakugou Katsuki/Midoriya Izuku Characters: Bakugou Katsuki, Midoriya Izuku, Kirishima Eijirou, Uraraka Ochako, Kaminari Denki Additional Tags: Pro Hero Bakugou Katsuki, Porn Star Midoriya Izuku, Denial of Feelings, Bakugou Katsuki is Bad at Feelings, Shameless Smut, Porn With Plot, Porn with Feelings, Fluff and Smut, Getting Together, Eventual Happy Ending Summary: An abundance of freckles smatters his sun-tanned cheeks, and dark green waves curl around his face. But Katsuki gets hung up at his eyes. They’re huge and green, innocent and filled with tears, just li— Wait. Holy shit. Is that... Deku? --- Or... the first time that Katsuki gets off to a porno, Deku turns out to be the star.

Side by Side by Mikacrispy

Rating: Explicit Relationship: Bakugou Katsuki/Midoriya Izuku Additional Tags: One Shot Collection, Original Character(s), Fluff and Smut, Domestic Fluff, Age Difference, Established Relationship, Aged-Up Character(s), Characters Are Pro Heroes (My Hero Academia) Summary: Series of oneshots where we see moments of the lives of Katsuki and Izuku now that they are side by side.

Sequel to Caught Up.

Secret Touch by OneDayShipping *(Updating/Incomplete)

Rating: Mature Archive Warning: Underage Relationship: Bakugou Katsuki/Midoriya Izuku Characters: Bakugou Katsuki, Midoriya Izuku Additional Tags: hinted non-con, mentions of wet dreams, language because bakugou, Masturbation, my own breed of crack psychiatry, loads of assumptions and BS on my part, Minor Original Character(s), some other characters from the series are scattered throughout, Hand Jobs, Coming In Pants, blowing loads on shirts Summary: Quirk Discovery AU. Quirks manifest up until the age of four. After no quirk seemed to manifest within him, Midoriya went about his frantic studies of heroes, meeting All Might, receiving One For All and attending UA. However, this seemingly quirkless teen is about to discover that he had a quirk after all.

oak tree by crunchrapsupreme *(Author says they intend to finish this fic this year.)

Rating: Explicit Relationship: Bakugou Katsuki/Midoriya Izuku Characters: Bakugou Katsuki, Midoriya Izuku, Ashido Mina, Kirishima Eijirou, Kaminari Denki Additional Tags: Bottom Bakugou Katsuki, Top Midoriya Izuku, Smut, Plot What Plot/Porn Without Plot, Choking, Rough Sex, Dirty Talk, Alcohol, Alternate Universe - College/University, college party, midoriya has big hands and bakugou has a tiny waist, Light Dom/sub, Light Bondage, Recreational Drug Use, Riding Summary: Bakugou's words die in his throat as he glances into the archway of the living room to see a small crowd of people surrounding a guy with unruly green hair. His back is towards him, so Bakugou can’t see his face, but Bakugou's eyes widen as he sees the dude actually lift a girl up in the air over his head, then back down, and then up again - and it’s then Bakugou realizes the dude is legit bench pressing a fucking person. "Yeah, I'm gonna ride that," Bakugou says.

The Benefits Between Us by dat_heichou *(Updating/Incomplete)

Rating: Mature Relationship: Bakugou Katsuki/Midoriya Izuku Characters: Bakugou Katsuki, Midoriya Izuku, Class 1-A (My Hero Academia), Bakugou Mitsuki, Bakugou Masaru, Midoriya Inko, Midoriya Hisashi, Yagi Toshinori | All Might Additional Tags: Future Fic, proheroes au, Aged-Up Character(s), they're 24/25 in this, Friends With Benefits, Mild Sexual Content, Sexual Humor, Canon-Typical Violence, hurt/comfort elements, Bakugou Katsuki is Bad at Feelings, Emotional Slow Burn, Mutual Pining, side ships include iichako kirikami miritama, references manga spoilers in the plot, Alcohol Summary: It was never meant to be a serious suggestion. But of course, Deku has always been someone to rise up to Katsuki’s challenges. It’s both his best and worst feature, after all. In which the Wonder Duo agrees to release the stress of being pro-heroes together and discover that sometimes being friends-with-benefits can mean being better friends.

Crybaby by lalazee(Updating/Incomplete)

Rating: Explicit Archive Warning: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationship: Bakugou Katsuki/Midoriya Izuku Additional Tags: Phone Sex, Dirty Talk, Smut, Secret Identity, Identity Reveal, Power Play, Romance, Comedy, Romantic Comedy, Drama, Childhood Friends, Alternate Universe - Different High School, Shiketsu High School Students, Phone Sex Operator Bakugou, Canon-Typical Violence, Blood, Stitches, Semi-Public Sex, Character Study Summary: That awkward moment when you have phone sex with your childhood best friend and neither of you realize who is on the other end. A love story.

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The True Meaning of “Punk” Ch. 1

Pairing: Dan/ Phil; Phan Genre: High school AU; chaptered Warning: NSFW (see tags for more specifics) Word Count: 3029/ ? Summary: It is Dan’s last year of sixth form and he is ready to just say ‘fuck it’ and be himself for once. He meets a sinfully attractive (but actually dorky) uni student named Phil who helps him in his quest to embrace and express himself. Notes: This is a work in progress and will be updated regularly (It will help if I have some people cheering me on!). This isn’t going to have a lot of complex plot, honestly. I just want Dan to… explore. Tags: smut, fluff, high school AU, university AU, slight age difference, pastel!Dan, punk!Phil, drinking, eventual kinkiness, sub/dom, bdsm, daddy kink, feminization, mild homophobia (some of which will happen during sex), pain play

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Dan stared at himself, contemplating his face and naked body through a mirror dripping with condensation. He was glad that his skin was cooperating today; it was pale, but smooth and unblemished. His eyes traced the beauty marks and tiny freckles that dotted his cheeks and jaw. He wouldn’t need any concealer.

Dan reached under the sink and pulled out a small, unassuming black bag full of makeup products. He started with mascara, pumping the wand into the silver tube and covering it with black product. He had been blessed with long, thick eyelashes as it was. But, mascara lengthened them even more. His eyes looked bigger, more feminine. He smiled at his already changing face.

Next, he swiped his finger in some glittery, silver eyeshadow and wiped it across his eyelids. The woman at Sephora who sold him the tiny pan had been so kind. He had shyly asked her to guide him to the best products and she gushed about silver making his eyes sparkle. Dan observed himself; she hadn’t been wrong. Experimentally, he fluttered his enhanced eyelashes. He tried to imagine himself as a stranger. Did he look cute? Coy? Like a freak?

Dan’s fingers found the tube of makeup that would complete his look tonight. There was nothing particularly special about the lip gloss, except that it was peach-colored and tasted like strawberries. He grasped the little tube in his fingers even after the gloss was applied to his plump lips. He knew he’d lick the delicious shit off within five minutes of arriving to the party. He was going to keep it handy for reapplication.

Dan made eye contact with himself while he ran his fingers through his damp hair, messing with the curls, tugging experimentally. A shiver ran down his spine and he let go of his hair, not wanting to go down that path before a party.

A quick glance at his phone revealed that he didn’t have any more time to fuck around. Dan decided to embrace his natural state for tonight, choosing to towel dry his hair and let the curls fall where they may. He wrapped a towel around his waist and padded out of the bathroom.

Dan entered his room and dressed quickly. As the soft fabric of his floral romper slid up his thighs, his stomach twisted with nerves. This wasn’t the first time that he had dressed traditionally feminine, but it was his first time he was wearing the romper out. He eyed his hairless, exposed legs. Should he go for something safer? Dan shook his head, buttoning the last button on the romper and slipping on white, high-top converse shoes. This year, Dan was going to be himself for once. Try it on for size. Dan’s phone rang and a picture of Louise falling out of a chair, with a hilarious look of sheer doom on her face, popped up on his iPhone.

“Yo yo yo, Louise! You ready for this?” Dan grinned into his mirror, eyeing his finished look. Appraising himself. Trying to look through the eyes of a stranger.

“Dan– Daniel. You sound like a grandfather.” Louise deadpanned on the other end. “Have you finished preening yet? I can practically hear you staring at yourself in the mirror.”

Dan blushed, despite the fact that she couldn’t see that she was 100% correct. “Oi, fuck off, mate. And I’m sure your ends aren’t freshly dyed and coiled into perfect locks.”

“Touche, Howell. I’m sure we both will look fabulous. I’m on my way soon to pick you up.”

“Ok.” Dan pat nervous fingers over his drying curls, careful not to damage their natural shape. “Hey… Lou… romper or no?”

He could hear the fondness in her voice. “Romper, duh. I’ll see you five, deary.”

And then Louise and Dan were at Felix’s house way too soon. Dan worried at the hem of his romper, thinking that it had been a mistake, but not wanting to feel the shame of putting on the back-up pants he had slipped into his backpack last-minute. Not wanting to feel the shame of pretending he was just wearing a regular shirt. ‘Ugh, socializing. Putting myself out there. Why am I here?’ Louise sensed Dan’s growing anxiety. She parked her beater on the side of the road and turned to Dan. “You ready to find a nice boy to suck face with?”

Dan groaned and pressed his palms into his eyes, careful not to rub his makeup off. “Shut up, mom. You’re embarrassing me.”

“Daniel Howell look at me. You look bangin’. Fleeked, as the kids say. Boys are gonna be pawing to get to you. I will have to fight them off with my– breasts.”

“Breasts?” Dan peeked up at Louise through his fingers and her eyes widened.

“I don’t know why I said that.”

And just like that, the two friends were doubled over laughing, tears in their eyes. Dan shook his head. What could go wrong with his best friend by his side?

He pulled open the car door and approached the house; the sun was dipping below the horizon and he could feel the thump of loud music. Louise and Dan had a system with parties. They never showed up on time and, oh God, they absolutely never showed up early. Parties during the daytime were downright shameful. Everyone was too sober, too awkward. Dan physically shivered at the thought. He could work with drunk bodies swaying in the dark. Not, like, actual conscious humans.

The door opened before Dan could even put his hand on the knob. Someone he didn’t know pushed his way past Dan and vomited violently into the bushes surrounding the walk way. Dan felt briefly sorry for Felix’s parents and made wide-eye contact with Louise. She stifled a giggle and grabbed Dan’s hand, pulling him through the door.

The house was dark and thrumming with energy and movement. Felix was throwing a party because it was the beginning of their Year Thirteen. Dan couldn’t believe it– the end of his A-levels. He didn’t dwell on it, though, knowing that thoughts of university and careers would only fill him with existential dread. Right now, he just wanted to drink and dance and maybe be a little bit slutty. Big, new school year resolutions.

Louise continued to pull Dan and they found themselves in the kitchen, where there was an array of alcoholic beverages, including: bad beer, a questionable bucket of jungle juice, and cheap vodka shots. Dan hated vodka but poured a couple just to lubricate himself… socially. Louise cheered as he tossed the vile liquid back, holding back a grimace as the end of the shot hit his tongue. He held back the urge to cough. Louise did a shot as well, slamming the empty cup on the table. She made eye-contact with someone behind Dan.

“Hey, Peej! Come do a shot!” Dan turned around and grinned at PJ, who raced to do what Louise told him to do. His messy hair was falling into his eyes, as always, and his green eyes blazed. He poured a shot that was way too full, hollered ‘fuck Year Thirteen!’ and pounded the vodka. Dan laughed, Louise whooped, and everyone around them joined in a disjointed response cry of ‘fuck Year Thirteen!’ Although, Dan recognized some younger students too.

“So’d you guys just get here?” PJ was buzzed, smiling dopily at his friends.

“Yeah, mate.” Dan responded, peeking into the bucket of jungle juice with a wary expression.

“Oh, don’t worry it’s good. Just gotta ignore the chunks.” PJ’s nose wrinkled and Louise laughed again. Dan just shrugged and dunked a red cup into the bucket of wonder. He marveled at the purple color and took a long pull of it. He coughed. It had to be about 99% alcohol, 1% juice. Despite PJ’s comment, there were no chunks.

“It tastes like ass.”

“Not my fault you know what that tastes like, mate.” PJ grinned and Dan rolled his eyes. “So Louise, what’s the scoop? What’s the end goal? Mama cat on the prowl tonight?” PJ was just drunk enough to add a sassy meow to the end of his sentence and Louise slapped her hand over her mouth to stifle a giggle.

“Oh God, PJ. Go home, you’re drunk.”

“She’s had her eye on Liam this summer,” Dan’s eyebrows danced up and down. “Lou’s gotta crush!”

“Liam– the one who works at the movie theater? The one with the tousled blonde hair?”

Louise smiled dreamily and sighed. “The very one!”

“The one wearing a dark blue button-up.” Louise looked confused. “Right behind you, mate!” PJ ducked out of the room them, cackling and moving his shoulders to the curiously Latin American beat. Sure enough, Liam was leaning across the counter right behind Louise. She handled it well– shrieking and forcefully grabbing Dan’s elbow. She yanked him out of the kitchen right into the main dancefloor that was the living room.

“Ow, Lou, what the hell?” Dan rubbed his peach-clad elbow. “Just for that, I’m going to go tell Liam that you want his babies.” Louise answered by shrieking again. “Hey, but really, you should talk to him. You’ve been crushing on him and I want to go be slutty.”

Louise eyes shone with a please-don’t-leave-me-you-are-my-best-friend look, mixed with her notorious and-I-can-ruin-your-life-if-I-wanted-to glint. Dan rolled his eyes again. His eyeballs were getting a lot of exercise tonight. “Here. This is what we will do.” Dan spun Louise around, hands pushing against her shoulder blades. He steered her back toward the kitchen. She spluttered. “You’re gonna take another shot. Or two.” He grabbed a glass of the counter, tipped it at her mouth. Louise, always the champ, successfully got the vodka down her throat. Then, you’re gonna talk to HEY LIAM!”

Louise choked and the tall, blonde boy hanging on the countertop looked up from his beer. “Hey, what’s up, Dan?” Liam smiled and Dan could practically feel Louise melt.

“Well, you’ve met Louise. She’s thinking about getting a job to save up for university. Ever the pragmatic lady, Louise. She was curious about what it’s like to work at a movie theater. Well you’re like the bloody expert, aren’t ya?” If Dan was laying it on a little thick, Liam was none the wiser to Dan’s cheeky tactics.

“Hey! That’s cool! Louise, we could work at the same theater and complain about customers!” When Louise didn’t respond, Dan nudged her. She seemed to wake up.

‘Fuck customers!’ was what came out of her mouth and Dan wanted to facepalm. To Liam’s credit, he just laughed and went on the other side of the counter to engage Louise in some friendly conversation. Dan’s work here was done. ‘Now I’m on my own,’ he realized. His face flushed and his heartbeat quickened.

Dan had a relatively high tolerance for alcohol, he had discovered. He tipped vodka into the shot glass he still held in one hand and drank it. He finished off his cup of jungle ass-juice. That would do for now. He had enough in him to… mingle. To forget about what he was wearing and shake it. He snuck out of the kitchen, grinning briefly at Louise who was deep in conversation with Liam.

Usually Dan took on the role of people-watcher at these parties. Sometimes, even out loud, he would pretend to be a nature documentary narrator. ‘Oh, wow. Here we find a rare species known as the “fuckus boyus.” Here we can see him preying on a young year ten.’

Although it was fun to hide in the shadows and be cynical about his peers, Dan decided this year that it was time for him to get some dick. Eighteen years old and still a virgin. It wasn’t bad or wrong– virginity was a social construct established by a misogynistic society, for that matter. Despite that, Dan wanted to know what it was like to be held, kissed, fucked. Before university. The only problem was… he had no idea how people did this.

So he mingled. He danced. He found some cute boys to grind on and only some of them told him to fuck off, fairy boy. Dan wasn’t even bothered. His hands kept finding drinks, his body (badly) gyrated badly to the (still vaguely Latin American) music. He witnessed some embarrassing white kid dancing, a very physical game of beer pong, and a couple humping right out in the open on Felix’s mother’s couch. No one person really caught his eye. He had known most of them since primary school and they were, quite frankly, old news.

Then, a dark figure caught his eye. He was unfamiliar and beautiful and– ‘so tall, wow, I could climb him like a tree.’

He was leaned against the doorframe of Felix’s living room, looking like a whole meal, as the kids say. He was tall– at least six feet. His legs went for miles and were clad in sinfully tight skinny jeans. Dan’s eyes traveled up the stranger’s body and he suddenly felt very sweaty and lightheaded. The mystery boy had on a black band T-shirt and a leather jacket. His long, pale neck sported– Dan squinted– a tattoo. He could already feel his knees going weak. Dan couldn’t make out much of the stranger’s face from across the room; his black fringe cast a deep shadow across it.

Dan was drunk, tingly, and very interested in Mr. tall, dark, and mysterious. He extracted himself from the girl he was dancing with, kissing her on the cheek. She quickly found another dancing partner. The room spun only a little as he made his way across the dancefloor. Up close, Dan could now make out several piercings standing out against porcelain skin. The tattoo was of a dragon. The stranger was staring at Dan, not unkindly. He had a few inches on Dan, which was… distracting. A crooked smile played on his lips and Dan had a hard time prying his eyes away from the black snakebites piercing them.

“Hey, you’re hot.” Dan wanted to facepalm. He was drunk, yes, but not so far gone that he didn’t know that such a statement wasn’t socially acceptable– ‘you idiot.’ The stranger seemed amused, thankfully, a deep chuckle escaping the mouth that Dan definitely wasn’t still staring at.

The stranger stuck out his hand and Dan grabbed it, ignoring how warm and soft it was. “Phil Lester. You’re pretty hot yourself, princess.” Dan frowned slightly, wondering if Phil was making fun of him. His smile looked so genuine and non-threatening, though. He decided that Phil was only being flirty.

“Daniel Howell. Dan. Though, I could get used to princess if you’d prefer that.” Dan was surprised by his smoothness, but chose not to jinx it by dwelling on the moment too much. Phil laughed then, a proper laugh, his tongue poking out of his teeth. And that was way too adorable for his tough, punk exterior. However, Dan didn’t miss the glint of a tongue piercing and he briefly wondered what it would feel like on his cock. Dan blinked hard to rid himself of such thoughts. “So, why haven’t I seen you around before? Are you a figment of my imagination?”

Phil shook his head, “No, I’m pretty real. Feel me.” He flexed an arm and leaned it toward Dan. Dan’s head swum, but he felt the muscle by fondling it with too-sweaty hands. He simply wanted to run with the joke, of course.

“Yep. You’re real. Can confirm.”

“But seriously, I go to uni in Manchester,” Phil’s fingers raked through his hair nervously, “I know it sounds creepy… an old guy like me hanging out at a party with a bunch of sixth formers,” Phil suddenly looked panicked, “Oh gosh, no offense! I don’t have anything against you guys.” Dan wanted to butt in and assure the uni student, but he was barreling on.

“Felix is my parent’s next door neighbor! He invited me because I’ve been pretty bored over the summer.” There was a beat, “Although he immediately left me, so now I wonder if I’m just the token uni kid to make his party seem cooler,” Phil grumbled almost under his breath and Dan smiled. Yeah, Felix was a prick like that. “Honestly, I’ve just been hovering by this doorway, not talking to anyone. So I’m just losing cool points, really.”

Dan crossed his arms, grinning. “Well, you’re in luck. I’m just about the most popular guy at this school. Stick with me and you’ll immediately be the coolest kid here!” Phil actually looked confused for a second and Dan took pity on him. “Phil, I’m kidding. Look at me. I have a bloody romper and lip gloss on, for godsakes. Most kids are embarrassed to know me. Talking to me is practically social suicide.” Dan giggled and Phil followed suit.

“You’re funny, Howell.” A beat passed and Phil’s face softened, “And, for whatever it’s worth, I like the romper… and the lip gloss.” And then Dan must have been dreaming, because Phil’s thumb came up to brush against his bottom lip.

Dan squeaked, “Hey, I’m gonna have to reapply that, you know.” He regretted the words instantly when they caused Phil to remove his thumb. However, it just came to rest on Dan’s soft jaw. His skin burned where Phil was touching him.

“We could do something that would really make you need to reapply your lip gloss,” Phil practically purred. The sudden shift from rambling, socially awkward uni kid to sexy punk was leaving Dan breathless. He felt like he might pass out. Or maybe he already had and this was just a dream. Maybe Phil was just a figment of his horny, hormonal imagination. It would make sense, since right now, he seemed like something straight out of a bodice-ripper.

“Am I dreaming?” Dan gazed up at Phil, who cracked a smile.

“No, we’ve been over this. I’m real, remember?” Almost to prove his point, Phil’s thumb slowly stroked along Dan’s jaw, toward his chin. The world went into slow motion and the pounding music went muffled. Gently, Phil tilted Dan’s chin up and his pierced lips inched toward Dan’s glossed ones.

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