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adoringmha · 9 months

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if you dont mind,can i have baku with a mommy kink?loved your needy bakugou fic,it had me clenching my thiiighs😳🥵

this has literally been in my inbox for 2 years but i was saving it for when i had inspiration. | bakugo x gn!reader (but he calls you mommy) | nsfw !!! minors dni !!! also why is it a little angsty i'm sorry about that sjkfdhg

thinking of bakugo only letting loose with you, only allowing himself to be that vulnerable when he's with you. he didn't even realize he had that kink until he was settled in his relationship with you, coming to a realization when he noticed how much he loved getting taken care of by you.

he wasn't really used to that. he was brash and blunt and aggressive, and most of all independent. he was always looking out for others, despite his tough approach, not the other way around.

so when you broke down his walls and let him rest his head on your chest, cooing at him that he was your baby and that you'd take care of him, he didn't even know what to do, but he knew he loved it. a lot. maybe too much.

but sometimes, he doesn't feel like he's deserving of that nurturing affection. so he's a little rougher on the exterior, even though inside he's dying for your soft touch and words. especially on those days where he feels he didn't do his best at work. he wasn't fast enough, he was too sloppy, someone could have gotten hurt, etc.

he tries to push you away (it's bad he knows, but he can't control it), giving you curt responses, not looking you in the eye, cause he knows once he does, he'll want to melt into you completely.

so he makes you work for it a little bit, unintentionally though, cause in his mind, he's the one that has to work for it, to earn it.

"katsu c'mere." your voice is soft, beckoning him over like a siren, and he literally clenches his fists and his jaw to refuse.

"m'busy." he goes into the kitchen, letting out a tense breath.

he gets a bottle of water from the fridge and places it in front of him on the counter, leaning forward on both his hands, going completely stiff when he feels your arms slide around his middle, too caught up in his head to even hear your footsteps.

"that wasn't very nice, baby."

he both loves and hates how your words send a thrill through his body, how you already have him in your clutches.

you're not mean to him, not with your voice anyway. that's the distinct difference between you two, you're not rough, you're always soft, even when he thinks he doesn't deserve it. and it makes him feel like shit sometimes. like he doesn't deserve you. but he won't say it, he can't. because what if once he says it out loud, you realize he's right and you leave him?

he doesn't think he deserves you, no. but he's too selfish to let you go.

he's brought back to the moment when your hands slide up and down his torso. you smell good, and your soft pressed up against him, he can barely think straight, already feeling himself slip through the cracks.

he doesn't respond but you know what's wrong with him.

"rough day?" you don't expect a response, so you simply press a few kisses on his back, feeling him loosen up with each press of your lips, and smile to yourself. you're sure he can feel it, but he doesn't seem to mind.

"let me see you." your voice is warm, tempting, but he still hesitates, only slightly straightening up.

"come on, baby." you squeeze him lightly before stepping back, immediately making him miss your warmth.

he turns to face you like you pulled him, and you did really, just not physically. his gaze is on the floor, but you're having none of that.

you step closer to him until you're pressed against him, your hands on his waist, and you can see the veins in his arms from how hard he's holding back, his hands in his pockets, itching to touch you.

you slide your hands up to his chest slowly. "can you look up for me?" he takes a second, but once he does, you smiles at him, luring him further into your hold. you have his heart right in the palms of your hands.

"take a deep breath with me." you nod at him, tempting him to follow your lead and he does, eyes roaming over your face like he still can't believe you're here, with him, for him. just looking at you has him feeling a thousand times better than when he walked in.

you smile even wider when he breathes with you. "good, baby."

you raise your arms, not even trying to reach his face, knowing he's far too tall, and he follows the silent request, leaning down so he's at your height. your hands hold his face gently and his eyes flutter shut for a moment before looking back at you, his gaze much softer than before, like a switch was flipped.

you kiss him and he whimpers, hands finally coming to touch you, arms wrapped around your torso like he's never letting you go. he lets you take the lead, letting you consume him wholeheartedly.

you pull back to let the both of you take a breath, knowing katsuki would rather reach his last breath then pull away from you. "m'here, yeah? i've got you." you notice his eyes are a little glazed over and slightly glassy right before he buries his face in your neck, inhaling your scent and holding you tight.

his voice is muffled and he mumbles but you make out the words against your shoulder. "m'sorry mommy."

you hold him tighter, wanting to hold him together. "it's okay baby, you're okay. let me take care of you, yeah?"

and when you're both finally in bed, him on his back fully nude, hands on your thighs as you sit on top of him still in your underwear, he's looking up at you like you're the moon and stars, moaning when you grind against him.

you slide one hand up his chest, the other holding the side of his face, leaning in close so your lips graze his and his hips buck up into you, making you smirk. "i'll take good care of you, baby. promise."

he nods before you even finish your sentence, completely in your control. "please."

#bakugo #bakugo x reader #bakugo smut #bakugo thirst #bakugo blurb #mha #mha x reader #mha smut #mha blurb #katsuki thirst #bakugo x black!reader

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thecowboykatsuki-anon · 1 year

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S-slow sleepy morning sex with cowboy Katsuki where the colors of the sunrise slowly start to spread across the sky while you’re wrapped up in one another

#I just cannot get the image out of my head #I need #mha #t writes #cowboy anon writes #thecowboyanon writes #Bakugou thirst #cowboy thirst #cowboy Katsuki smut #Katsuki smut #bakugou #Katsuki thirst

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strawbxrryneptune · 2 years

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Idk why but bakugo fxcking in hot topic?

Mmm yum, his chains clinking as he slowly presses into you, has you up against the wall in the back of the store 10 minutes before closing, breathing soft against your plump lips.

"Mmn, can you feel that? Feel me fuckin' hot for ya, sweetness?"

You whine, wanting him to hurry up and fuck you, but Bakugou is not one to be rushed.

"Be patient, sweetheart. Can't properly fuck you till closing, yeah? Don't want the whole mall to hear you gettin' dick, do ya?"

You shake your head, digging your nails into his shoulders as he pushes another inch into you, your cunt pulsing as you try not to moan. He gives you a sharp smile when he notices your struggle, pulling out till you hear the wet pop of his dick leaving you, then grabbing the base of it and rubbing circles on your clit with his tip.

"Can you cum like this for me? Gonna cream all over me, yeah?"

You whimper out a soft "yeah", and he licks his lips, sliding the head of him over your clit, then down again to coat himself in your slick, then back up. He leans down towards your ear and let's out a soft moan, elicting a sharp throb from your clit.

"Mm you feel so soft, pretty girl. This all for me?"

You nod.

"Hah, I need you to use your words, Kay? Like this."

He pumps himself roughly, bringing your eyes down to his leaking dick, and you almost cum just looking at it. He's soaked, not even just from you, but there's pre dripping down the full length of it, n his veins are throbbing.

"This."

He squeezes around his tip,

"Is all for you, baby. All my fucking cum is for you."

You moan, and he slaps your clit with the tip of him.

"You say it now. Be a good girl n I'll give you my dick."

You exhale shakily, tearing your eyes away from his dick and looking at his face, dark eyes watching you intensely.

"Thi-this is,"

You unlatch a hand from his shoulder and bring it down to spread yourself further, watching his eyelids flutter.

"All for you, Kats."

He breathes out a moan, and before you can even blink he's gently setting you down and going to lock the doors. He's gonna absolutely wreck you.

#askgames #neptunetalks🪐#neptunewrites🪐#bakugou x reader #bakugou thirst #bakugo thirst #katsuki thirst #katsuki <3

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berristreasuredlibrary · 8 months

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Such a Slut

Bakugou Katsuki x afab reader

Contains: slight breath play, 'dom' reader, 'switch' Bakugou, language, marking, kissing, v v tiny 'handjob' (if you can even call it that), degrading, think that's it?

A/N: please someone tell me WHERE to get the pretty little banners from, the smutty ones, the cute ones. I just want some pretty banners cuz I feel like my posts need to be prettier. Also venturing out a little here with Bakugou, really hope I did him some justice. I just wanna put him in his place sometimes, you know? Fuck with him a little. As always, read with caution and such. Word count is a little over 1,000. If that matters.

Thirst Thursday?

“You’re such a slut, Katsuki.”

The blonde whips his head toward you, his ruby-red eyes wide in shock and anger. “Hah?! The fuck did you just call me?! You damn-” You giggle, twirling a strand of hair around your finger, cutting him off, “You’re a slut.” Katsuki's face turns redder by the second, his fists clenched so tight his knuckles begin turning white, small blasts coming from them. You swear you could see steam shooting from his ears.

“I mean look at you. Dressed like a slut.” You grin cheekily, teasingly, and he scowls. “The fuck do you mean? How is my hero suit slutty?” It brings you the utmost joy. The utmost pleasure seeing him so furious. You smirk, “Oh come on, Katsuki. You don’t see it?” Your words only seem to anger him further, you can see it. In the way his nostrils flare, the way the veins in his neck seem to bulge out, and the way his forehead begins to dampen with sweat. All because of you.

His stance his deliciously broad shoulders hidden in his sleek hero suit are tense, like the rest of him is. His fingers clench and unclench, his hard gaze fixed on you and that stupid, shit-eating grin you continue to wear. “What the hell are you talking about? I’m not a slut and I never-” You cut him off, faking a pout, “Oh but Katsuki, you are. A big slut, and you pretend you aren’t but deep down you are. The biggest, sluttiest-” This time, it’s him who cuts you off, speaking through gritted teeth, his fist slamming into a nearby wall. “I swear if you call me that one more goddamn time, I’m gonna blow your fuckin’ head off! You hear me, Y/N?! I’m not no damn slut! It’s my goddamn hero suit, you brainless twig! Idiot! I don’t know what the hell is wrong with you, but stop calling me that!”

You feign innocence, tapping your index finger against your lip. “Calling you what, Katsuki? A slut?” You smirk as his hand slams into the wall again, denting it this time, and curses tumble from his lips. “Damn you, Y/N! The hell is wrong with you?! I warned you, didn’t I?!” His heavy boots thump thump thump towards you and, in a matter of seconds, he’s looming over you. His hands come crashing into the wall on either side of your head, caging you between it and his body, his voice low and menacing. Bingo.

“You little brat. Calling me a slut. Who the fuck do you think you are? I bet you’re some little freak who gets off on this shit. Your panties drenched or something? Filthy fucking brat. This must be some sick fetish of yours, right? Something you do before you go rub one out? You’re pathetic and sick, Y/N. I’m gonna beat the living shit outta you, you goddamn-”

“Kiss me.” He freezes, his eyes going wide and his mouth falling open in shock. He stares at you, dumbfounded, dizziness overcoming him, and everything else fades away. Time seems to slow around him now, his mind replaying your words over, and over again. He can’t believe it. Just minutes ago you were insulting him and now you want him to…kiss you? His anger just dissipates in an instant, shock showing in his features, except in his eyes. His eyes hold a different emotion, a certain desire. You smirk, satisfaction showing in your features, a certain smugness he wishes he could wipe off.

So he does.

He grabs you, holds you firmly against him, presses his big, bulky frame against your smaller one, and crashes his lips onto yours. It’s a messy kiss, an angry one. His gloved hand tangles in your hair, his fingers gripping and tugging at the strands to force your head back. His free hand, which was gripping resting on your hip, moves up to rest on the wall behind you, his palm flattening against it. He feels like he’s got the upper hand, especially when he further traps you between his body and the wall behind you. So, when he parts his lips and swipes his tongue along your bottom one, he expects you to open your mouth and grant him the access he’s demanding.

He doesn’t expect your hand to wrap around his throat. For you to squeeze your hand, cutting off his oxygen. He doesn’t expect you to part your lips, for your tongue to venture into his mouth and dominate the kiss he was once in control of. He doesn’t expect you to push him back, to guide him until the backs of his deliciously muscular thighs meet a wooden table. He doesn’t expect your lips to wrap around his tongue, for your hand to tighten around his throat again. And he certainly doesn’t expect the guttural groan that slips past his lips.

Of all the things he never expected, he certainly didn’t expect to enjoy this treatment. Especially from you. But when he feels the familiar tightening of his pants he knows he needs more. Before he can even think of taking back control, your free hand travels down his chest and your lips leave his. Tracing over the muscles of his toned torso, your lips press against his defined jaw before moving down to the column of his throat.

As your hand continues to make its way down, your lips press hot, wet kisses along his throat, licking, sucking, and biting the sensitive skin there, pulling more groans from him. His breath hitches when your fingers graze against his throbbing dick confined in his pants. Just as he’s about to roll his hips forward, seeking more of your touch, you pull your hand away. A chuckle slips past your lips as you kiss your way up to his ear, your lips grazing the tip of it, your voice dropping noticeably. “Now now Katsuki. I thought you weren’t a slut? What happened?”

A low growl, a rumble from his chest, reverberates through your body as he speaks deathly low, his fingers gripping the edge of the table. “What the fuck-” He’s cut off mid-sentence by you firmly squeezing the bulge, even more prominent now. He hisses softly at the sudden friction, his hips rolling into your palm unconsciously, his mind beginning to cloud over. He thanks whatever god there is when your hand slowly rubs across his clothed dick instead of pulling away, giving him a taste of what he could have.

His eyes flicker up to yours, down to your hand rubbing against his bulge, then back up to your eyes, unsure of where to settle his gaze. Your lips graze his ear once more as you move in to kiss him. Stopping just mere inches away from his lips, your breath fans across his face softly as you murmur. “It’s okay, Katsuki. Don’t worry. You’re my slut.”

"And I'll treat you accordingly."

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angelatsumu · 2 years

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plugs your nose when you’re sucking them off, relishes in the way your eyes widen and you struggle to breathe, choking around him

osamu, meian, daishou, getou, toji, megumi, katsuki, izuku (if he’s feeling mean), dabi, nahoya, baji, hanma

#osamu drabble #meian drabble #daishou drabble #getou drabble #getou thirsts #toji thirst #toji drabbles #megumi drabbles #megumi thirsts #katsuki thirst #izuku thirst #hq drabble #tr drabbles #mha thirts

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sukisangel · 2 years

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fratboy!katsuki using a backwards snapback and a black tshirt that hugs his muscular body.

thats the thought

)) maybe him eating you out while wearing it !!

#𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐥.𝐞𝐱𝐞[꒰ა ໒꒱]#soso sexy #bakugou katsuki #bakugou #katsuki #katsuki bakugou #thirst #mha #bnha #katsuki thirst #bakugou thirst #fratboy!bakugou #fratboy!bakugou katsuki #frat!bakugou #frat!katsuki #fratboy!katsuki bakugou #Bakugou Katsuki thirst

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k-atsukibakugou · 6 months

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“how many guys do you have on your roster, huh?”

“including you? four.”

“i’m gonna have you cummin’ on my cock, screamin’ my name and we’ll see if you still want those guys after the fourth time.”

#uh in my mind #this makes sense #i can’t tell if it does #but like #overstimulation until they’re the only one u want <<33 #yes this is about katsuki shut up #「mercury thirsts」

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jackkilmerlvr · 22 days

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being katsuki bakugous ex girlfriend means fucking every single time you guys run into each other and him whispering words he’s too scared to normally say.

- “fuckkkk come back to me, mama.” he moaned as he softly bit into your shoulder, fucking you from behind.

- “mm, y’know i still love you right? love you ‘nd this pussy, -my pussy.” he huffed out, dragging your hips quickly up and down his shaft to try and drown out his words he spewed out.

- “please come back, i miss you more than anything. i can’t let you go.” he moaned, pressing his suddenly red face further into your neck as he stuffed his fat long cock into you missionary style.

he never gives you the opportunity to reply, just pounding into you harder to drown himself out.

#bakugou x reader #bakugou drabble #katsuki angst #katsuki bakugou #mha bakugo x reader #mha smut #mha bakugou #bakugou smut #bakugou angst #bakugou thirst #bnha smut #bnha x you #katsuki bakugo x reader #katsuki x y/n #smut #im thirsty

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kirisslut · 2 years

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ꕤ How They Fuck Your Throat w/ The MHA Boys ꕤ

ꕤ Cw: dick sucking, throat fucking, implied sub!reader, degradation (nothing major), praise, spit kink, daddy kink, dacryphilia

ꕤ Author's Note: Hi, I decided to take a little break from match ups and give you some regular content :) I'll try to get some more of those done later today, I hope you enjoy this!! - JJ <3

ꕤ Please keep in mind that you must be 15+ to read this piece, thank you <3

Your pace was always too slow for him, so he took matters into his own hands. You had half of his dick in your mouth and down your throat, and you were already struggling to take it, there was drool coming out of your mouth and collecting around his cock, before dripping onto your thighs and the floor. He had his fingers threaded through your hair, "Hurry up, princess. I can't wait forever. You barely got half of it down that pretty throat." You tried your best to get the rest down quickly without choking immediately, but it still wasn't fast enough so he threaded his fingers through your hair and held the back of your head, before forcing you the whole way down onto his dick. You gagged on it, and looked up at him in alarm, but he just smirked, "I said go faster." He kept his hand in your hair, before brutally starting to fuck your throat, ignoring your gagging and the tears collecting in your pretty eyes. "Aww, you gonna cry? I'm not even being that rough, quit being a baby. I know you're loving this, you slut." Finally, he pulled out, and stroked himself a few times before cumming all over your face. When you realized what he was doing, you stuck your tongue out and caught a few drops on it. He smirked once again, "That's my good little whore. Now keep being good for daddy and get on the bed and show me that pretty ass."

ꕤ BAKUGOU, Kaminari, Sero, Dabi, Shinsou

He always tried to stay still, and he did at the beginning. You were such a good baby for him, you didn't deserve to get your throat brutally fucked. Or at least that's what he told himself before he got his dick in your mouth. He couldn't help himself once he saw how pretty you looked with your mouth stuffed full. He gently cupped your cheek and stroked it, making eye contact with you and smiling as you slowly took more of him into your mouth, "That's my good baby. But I need you to go a little faster than that." He then pushed your head down the whole way onto his cock and smiled as you choked a bit, then he started gently fucking your throat. He slowly picked up the speed as he fucked your throat and eventually set a fast pace, watching tears fill your eyes, "That's right, sweetheart, cry for me. You always look so pretty when you cry for me. I'm so close, baby, I'm gonna cum and your gonna swallow every last drop, understood?" After you gave him a small nod, he stayed true his word and moaned, and came. Afterwards, he kept his smile and pulled out, "Now swallow." And like the good little slut you were, you did, sticking your tongue out to show him. "Good whore," he said, putting a thumb on the end of your tongue so you would keep your mouth open, before he spit onto it, "Swallow again."

ꕤ KIRISHIMA, Tamaki, Todoroki, MIDORIYA

Tag list (form found in navi): @mommymi1kers @anactualfuckingnerd @wingedjellyfishrebel @angeldahlias @sad0ni0n

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katsukikitten · 7 days

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cum here

Warnings: spit, dub con

A Bakugou Birthday collab read the intro on the ML first!

A notification pulls your attention in your tipsy stupor as you collapse half dressed in your bed. Another successful night out with your girlfriends when your favorite pro hero posts a picture.

A thirst trap no less making you pop up in bed, the room spins delightfully as you stare down at the picture, screen shooting it without a care that he may get a notification for it but you were sure that you wouldn't be the only one.

Bakugou Katsuki, THE Dynamight with his shirt up exposing his abs, his Adonis belt and the vein that leads down to what has to be his fat cock.

You salivate over the thought of it and the several shots of tequila have you feeling bold, although your friends would argue you'd have been this bold sober simply because of how much you spoke about him even if most of the public thought he was an asshole you claimed that's what made him so fucking hot.

Pushing up your tits and angling your phone just right before you snap a photo and attach it to a very public reply before you slip into his dms to send a little something extra.

Bakugou's phone becomes nuclear to say the least, blown up from how many replies and notifications has gotten in such a short time. Each and every woman and the few male prospects are more than attractive and yet none make his cock jump to life, not fully anyway.

Until he sees you, tapping on the picture to make it full screen.

Soft fat tits pressed together, skin aglow in the ambient low light of warm string lights. Tongue lolling past pretty lips, wet muscle most likely fluttering before you took the picture. Obvious that you waited long enough for drool to drip from the tip in a silvery string as some droplets collected on those perfect tits. Pinching his screen to zoom in on your sexy mouth he imagines pressing his angry cock head against before he shoved his length until you gagged around him.

He groans at the thought, zooming out to take in all of you before he finally reads the caption..

Cum here.

“Fuck.” He growls, clicking on your profile, going to privately message you in hopes of more pictures. Palm moving to free his cock from his boxers when he sees you messaged him first.

Sharing your location with the pro hero like a fucking idiot. What if Bakugou had been hacked?

And here you were offering yourself up on a silver platter.

Cum here echoes in his head as he backs out to your selfie and before he can talk himself out of it he's jumping back into the tight black denim that never made it past his thighs.

You lock your phone falling back into your bed after you've seen that he's read your messages. Sighing as you hadn't expected much else, especially since it was his birthday and half of the feed were thirst traps of others tagging Dynamight in hopes of getting his attention. He ignored every single one of them, even from well known models and porn stars, so what chance did you really have?

Still, it was fun to be a little delusional every now and again.

Fireworks echo in the distance and you're surprised the spring festival was going this late into the night. Never one to miss a good show you rise from your bed, topless and half drunk to watch the last of the fireworks before you'd pass out, sleep well past noon before ordering a fat order or take out.

Leaving the sliding glass door open when the cool night air makes you shiver and regret foregoing a shirt. Eyes adjusting to the dark easily but your eyebrow furrows up in confusion. You hear the fireworks but you can't see them.

At least not well, a small orange burst that makes you wonder if maybe they aren't fireworks at all, that maybe it was just a villain making their grand escape.

Scoffing you turn, closing the sliding glass door only for it to be stopped in its tracks. Looking up for see a hulking shirtless man shrouded in darkness on your balcony. Smoke, caramel and whisky envelope your senses as the man breathes evenly behind you. You blink once, twice before you register his eye color.

Toxic, crystalline bromine.

"Dynamight?”

“In the flesh, Sweetheart.” He removes his hand from the frame of the door, takes a step towards you and you step back.

Stalking forward until you're both fully in the room and he delights in the mixture of emotions in your eyes. Fear, excitement, arousal.

“Haaah, what's wrong? Little kitty is acting more like a cornered bunny. Ya scared?” He leers over you, crowding your space, “Shouldn't be. Yer the one who invited the big bad wolf.”

Grabbing onto your chin to turn your pretty face this way and that, he doesn't even need to force his eyes away from your chest, your face captivates him that much. He runs his tongue across his teeth before he smirks.

“Now where am I supposed to cum again?” His large thumb swipes over your plush lips before he shoves it between them, forcing your mouth open.

He tries to recreate the picture you sent him, watches the wet muscle flutter and it makes him salivate. Makes him gather it in his mouth before he's pushing it the tip of his tongue letting his spit hit your tongue.

“Right here wasn't it?” He mixes his spit with yours with his thumb, pressing down on your tongue harshly. He watches your eyes widen before they narrow, into that hungry cat gaze that was in your photo.

Eyes that devour him whole as you hollow your cheeks to suck on his thumb. Swirling it around the digit before you pop off of him, the lewd sound echoing around the two of you.

You're fast, faster than Bakugou, especially drunk, expects. Jumping onto him and wrapping your legs around his waist, bucking your hips to make him fall onto the bed with a grunt as your tongue slides into his mouth. He paws at you heavily, grabbing at all your delicious softness as he growls into your mouth, calloused hands still warm from his journey here. Launching himself into the air that did little to sober him after he stalked your profile enough to get your apartment floor and balcony right.

Your claws dig into the nape of his neck as you bring him into a sitting position parting the kiss slowly, letting the silvery string that connects the two of you snap on its own.

“Gonna let me take care of the birthday boy and his special request?” You practically purr, crawling down his body as your fingers hook into the waistband of his boxers and jeans. All but ripping them from his body even when he lifts his hips to help you free his cock while he grunts out a “‘Course.”

It stands at attention, jumping as your eyes fixate on the one thing you've fucked yourself to the thought of hundreds of times. Drunk all over again, eyes falling to half mast as your hand grips him firmly, listening to him hiss over the contact before you give him a few languid pumps.

Hovering over him for a moment before you look up, watching his pupils blown wide, wider than what they were at the door. Soft almost unnoticeable red tint to his cheeks as he tries to control his breath.

“Try not to fall in love.” You giggle, lolling your tongue out to swipe over the leaking slit in a quick stripe.

“Ya wish, Sweetheart.” But already his head is falling back, hands reaching to grab at your hair before you swipe him away.

Slowly taking him into your mouth, hand gripping what you can't fit into your mouth, letting his fat cock head gag so that your throat contacts the same way your cunt would. Saliva pooling past your lips to coat his shaft, gagging again when you hear him groan before you start a steady pace.

Bobbing your head, alternating hollowing your cheeks and letting him ram into the back of your throat. Giggling when you push his head into the pocket of your cheek, holding eye contact and he reaches down to pull his balls harshly.

He's never been this close to cumming with such little effort.

You let your molars graze him lightly before straightening him in your mouth again. Sure to hit your gag reflex purposefully so that his pre and your spit soak his neatly trimmed pubic hair that's starting to slick to his skin.

If you're lucky he'll stay long enough for your pussy to do that to him too. Cunt neglected as it soaks your underwear as you adjust your weight on your knees for some sort of friction.

Moaning around him when he groans loudly, at his hisses and growls of sugared curses that do nothing but encourage your sinful movements.

Katsuki is panting, the man with all the endurance in the world is fighting the building coil in his lower abdomen and losing.

Bakugou Katsuki never loses but tonight he just might.

Letting his fingers card through your hair before he's pulling harshly, still you don't budge. Lost in your mission to make this last as long as possible by changing from a speed that's bound to make his cum flood your mouth to a slow bob that has you gagging around his sensitive head every time.

Letting your eyes flicker to look up at him and his debauched face, throughly fucked out as his chest heaves eyes fixated on you even as he struggles to hold his head up as if he couldn't bare to look away from.the things you do to him.

The sight is enough to make your eyes flutter, to make you moan around him and the vibrations make his sac tighten, moving your hand so you can shove all of him deep into your tight throat, tears in your eyes that stick in long lashes and fall in fat droplets as you bob on his entire length, once, twice.

And he can't take it, the sight, your eyes all but begging him to cum as you choke yourself on him, as if his pleasure was more important than air.

“Oh fuck princess, just like that.” He groans, cupping the back of your skull as he presses enough to make you gag one last time before he bucks his hips up into you. Starving you of air as your nose is pressed to his pelvic bone while he paints your pretty throat in sticky white cum, your claws digging into the thick meat of his thighs deliciously.

Finally he lets you up and you gasp desperately for air even if you found his aggression as he chased his high undeniably hot. You expect him to smirk, expect him to laugh or to leave pulling up his pants in a hurry but he doesn't.

Instead his large hand grips your chin, pulling you to him as his free hand comes to wrap around your sensitive ribs. Closing the space so that he can kiss you, swiping his tongue over yours shamefully groaning into your mouth as he tastes himself mixed with your spit.

“Fuck.” He pulls you onto the bed, flipping the two of you so he can pin you to the mattress chasing your lips desperately. His other hand has a mind of its own as it rips your panties from your hot core, fingers quick to press and spread your glistening folds. Cruelly avoiding your clit before he shoves two thick digits knuckle deep into your drooling cunt.

Forcing you to arch off the bed, pumping into you with a harsh pace, fingers perfectly positioned to bully that spongy spot that has you seeing stars before he times it perfectly.

Pulling away enough to look you in your eyes before he slowly, roughly, swipes his thumb over your clit and makes you cum in a matter of seconds, faster than any toy. You arch off the bed with a moan so loud you're sure the neighbors know his name now, little do you know what else he has in store.

Removing his middle and ring finger from your fluttering cunt reluctantly, quick to press the digits to his tongue harshly. Smoky caramel fills your senses as his palm heats against the fabric by your head. Leaning over you again to swipe his tongue against yours to taste the two of you melded together in your hot, hungry mouth. He pulls away, hand gently cupping your throat as he holds your gaze, cock heavy and hard again as he aligns it with your still convulsing entrance.

“Sorry Sweetheart, guess I fell in love.” He bullies himself into you in one harsh thrust and you're seeing stars again.

“Now I gotta return the favor.”

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antiwhores · 4 days

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My thoughts on how Bakugou cums:

He lets out a deep guttural moan every time he cums without fail. Its summoned from somewhere deep within him. He would die if anyone heard it except you. It’s for your ears and your ears only.

He does this while either burrowed in your neck or with his head tilted back. If he’s buried in your neck he’s either sucking on it or biting you. You love either but when his head is tilted back you get to see more of him. His Adam’s apple bobs so nicely.

His hands tense and untense rapidly. His fingers squeezed whatever he’s hanging onto almost painfully for him and definitely painfully for you (you love it tho). Also, his hands heat up. He’s gotten better control over it but when y’all first started he burned you so bad bro.

He grabs onto whatever part of you he has access to. From your hips and legs to your hair and neck. He gets too in the moment of his own pleasure and forgets that he’s strong as fuck. You usually come out with bruises.

When he can’t get a hold of you he does one of the three things: grabs fistfuls of his own hair, grabs the counter/sheets/headboard (whatever surface is near), or he lets himself loose and lets little explosions out.

Sometimes he whimpers. You have a mutual agreement to not speak of it.

He kisses you if he’s not covering his face. But if he’s not covering his face he’s covering yours. He hates the face he makes when he cums. Eventually, you got him to stop. Anyway, he kisses you sometimes if he’s not in your neck or throwing his head back. He bites your lips and moans into your mouth.

Okay I’m done

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cutecatlov3r · 9 months

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katsuki bakugou: doesn’t let you ride him, he’s too impatient for that

he fucks into your wet and needy hole, one hand griping your hair tightly at the scalp, the other moving your hips harshly. he pistons himself upward, staring at your boobs as they bounce due to his movements. his cock is going deep and hard, pulling out all of the way before plunging back into you.

“cant fucking take it huh?” he grunts, continuing to pound your insides like you’re nothing. you moan and whine, trying to squirm out of his relentless pounding to your g-spot. he scoffs, spanking your ass as you try to squirm. “be a good fucking girl and stay still!” he scolds, now making sure to angle himself to hit all of your good spots. he knows exactly what he’s doing, he wants to see you cry and beg for him to stop and slow down. your eyes roll back as he angled himself, you’re feeling euphoric as he continues to piston his hard, fat cock inside of you.

he smirks to himself knowing that he’s the only guy that can get you like this, which makes him fuck you more faster. your walls were so tight around his fat cock. they clenched to him so desperately. you could feel every vein, the warmth of it… just everything. he always made you feel so full.

“so tight…! fuck- keep this up and I’m gonna cum soon” he warns, his voice hoarse and raspy, trying not to give you the satisfaction of making him moan or whimper.

after more hard fucking, he lets go of your hair, grabbing your hips with both hands and slamming you down on his cock down. he wasted no time, as he rolled your hips down, fucking you upwards. he went at an insane pace, both of his movements in sync as you cried out in pleasure. he went as fast as he could, chasing his high. sweat dropped from his face as he let out deep groans of satisfaction.

“fuck… g’nna fill you up- ugh… so good. shit, I’m cumming…” he said, shutting his eyes as he pulled your hips down more. “cumming!~” he yelled one last time, the yell being a bit more high pitched mixed with a soft moan. he shot his warm cum inside of you, he took his hands off your hips, breathing heavily. “good girl… good girl…” he mumbled, his hips gradually slowly down. he laid back to look at how your legs shook, you just sitting there with a dazed expression as you cock warmed him.

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tteokdoroki · 9 months

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bkg jerking off over you while you sit there and look pretty🫶🏾

☆༉ — KATSUKI BAKUGOU. expressive.

about. bakugou never gets good at controlling how his emotions sit on his face — especially when he’s close to a well earned release.

warnings. minors, ageless and blank blogs do not interact! smut, vaginal sex, squirting, pulling out as a contraceptive method (don’t do this), male masturbation, cumplay, breeding kink, mentions of pregnancy, slight overstimulation, fem!reader, pro hero!bakugou.

i imagine that bakugou never really gets good at controlling his facial expressions. usually, it’s super easy to tell when he’s pissed, because he has his fangs bared and his thick, dark eyebrows pinch together at the centre of his forehead. when he’s sad, he’s either unconsciously frowning or pouting — which isn’t an uncommon sight if you think about it. when he’s happy or calm, there’s a light that reflects in his ruby framed eyes to the point where they shine across a room, his soft lips upturned into a small smirk with not a trace of doubt laid across his face.

you think, however, that katsuki is most beautiful when his body is hung over yours and he’s about to cum.

“you cummin’ baby? y’ gonna make a mess on my cock. milk your cock f’me?” you love how strained the blonde’s voice gets when he’s close, caught in the ridges of this throat and pierced by the occasional high pitched whine here and there. katsuki always makes sure that you get there before him, fumbling with your swollen clit nestled between your soaked puffy folds — using the tips of his fingers to catch whatever viscous track of juices slips out of you and around his throbbing girth before he rubs it back into the little nub.

the air feels like it been sucked out from his lungs when your wet pussy selfishly sucks him in, clenching down on every ridge as if she doesn’t want to let go. your eyes disappear into the darkness of your skull, mouth lewdly hanging open wide enough for bakugou to spit into it. he immediately licks into your mouth afterwards, languidly rolling his hips into you with vicious wet smacks to the same tune.

he roughs you up with spit swapping kisses, hardly giving you any room to breathe. you cry and gasp into bakugou’s open mouth, sucking on his tongue and filling him with your salacious siren’s song that only gets higher and higher with each step you take towards orgasm. he follows each movement of your mouth like he’s after the pied piper, chasing the heat of your tongue against his while his rough hands work you into a mating press — legs thrown over his shoulder and cock so deep inside you, you can practically feel him in your throat.

his lips feel like heaven, pillowy and plush as they move with yours expertly, knowing just how to kiss you — eliciting a bright fire in your lower tummy that sets you ablaze from the inside out. squeezing around every blue, pulsating vein that twists its way around bakugou’s fat, milky shaft, you take what your given and squealing as it hammers into your g-spot over and over and over again until your mind blanks he’s claimed rule over your every thought like a barbarian fighting over land.

“k-kats! daddy — ‘m gonna,” you drool the words across his open mouth like an erotic flash flood, your sanity dwindling into nothing and your resolve crumbling — he works into your sopping heat, stretching you open, pounding away at that embarrassingly creamy cunt, just brushing at your cervix. poor you, you can’t help but sob at the unruly rhythm, your mount licking and unlocking to accommodate for the curve of katsuki’s dick that fills you up just right.

it’s not long before your body fails you, and you’re cumming right then and there. white flashes behind your eyes and drowns out your vision, a scream of your lover’s name loudly rips through you while your release trickles out of you unexpectedly.

“shit, that’s it. all over me, all fuckin’ over me.” bakugou punctuates each of his breathless words with a sharp thrust into the depths of your squelching insides, watching the way you gush and stream around him and onto the bec with a hung jaw and drool seeping out of the corners of his mouth. once you’re spent and fucked beyond, he pulls out slowly — both of you mewling at the cool air on your hot and raw sexes.

now, you both know that pulling out isn’t an effective method of contraception — but you’re both young and dumb and kid on believe in fate. but it doesn’t make it any less hot when katsuki pumps his dick over you to get off.

your boyfriend wastes no time in grabbing hold of his cock — sticky and glazed in everything you had to offer him, dripping with precum that helps guide the slick movements of his palm along his pretty shaft. you’re so pretty, covered in love bites and sweat and cum, lying there with big dizzy doe eyes — of course it’s going to rile him up. katsuki fucks his fist with an insatiable wanton, squeezing the base where you’ve left a foamy ring if your cream on him, to stave off his orgasm just so he can look at you a little longer.

“show me your pussy baby, wanna see how much i’ve ruined you.” he heaves through the fog of desire carried in the vibrato. it shakes when you peel your doughy thighs apart — stuck together by clear ropes of your gooey release

“i want you to cum for me, baby.”

bakugou presses his nose into your shin, a light blush dusting the bridge of it along with his cheeks. “i know, sweetness. ‘m gonna — fuck. g-gonna give it to you.” he stutters out, running a thumb through the seedy slit of his cockhead. you feel like you could cum again just from watching bakugou get off to the vision of you — his lips drag along your inner shin as well causing warm breath to coast along your salt-licked skin until you’re shivering through your aftershocks in anticipation. so you dip your fingers between your legs to spread your ravaged folds, circling your abused hole to give him a good look at the damage he’s done to you.

“please katsuki,” you gasp, teasing him just a little by playing with yourself to the same pace that bakugou jerks off with .

the blonde chokes back a pathetic sob, letting go of his achingly hot and heavy dick to let it thud against his tummy. he’s always been blessed, the sight of katsuki’s length is mouthwatering enough as it is — but seeing it bright red and shining under the yellow light, covered in a thin layer of white to show how turned on he is, is reward enough for you.

he’s so wet and heavy, oozing at every opportunity he gets — smearing a trail of precum along his manuka honey skin. “you drive me fuckin’ insane, my baby’s tryna kill me,” bakugou slurs over the drool collecting in his mouth, spitting down onto himself which only adds to the lewdness of the situation. “wheredya want it, hah?” dewy sounds of bakugou fucking his own, soiled palm mask his shaky breath, his hips ramming forward and never letting up on their urgent rhythm. “you want me to paint that pussy, white?” leaning forward, he taps his red-hot tip against your overstimulated sex — nearly busting.

“you like that? so fuckin’ naughty, maybe you wanna get all knocked up ‘n filled up by me,” he goads, pressing his cock head against your entrance before going back to jerking off — bat the way your whole body joints from the idea of ‘accidentally’ being bred.

“or do you want me to fuck that angel mouth of yours, get a taste of me?” he speeds up, chasing that innate desire to cum, throwing his head back while a needy groan escapes from the cage in his chest. “m-maybe i should cum on those pretty tits, maybe your face. show you how much i love you. how would you like that, baby?”

his sinful suggestions lull a weak moan out of you as you rut upward, letting katsuki push his slick cock through the remainders of your release still trapped between your folds. shaking hips, you hear the blonde hiss at your warmth around him while he pumps himself harder and faster, losing pieces of himself to you. leaking all over you.

“let me have it, katsuki. cum for me, wherever you want.” you command him wistfully, following through when his colourful curses turn to airy and dreamy moans — hot spurts of viscous seed shooting from his tip over your quivering mound and soft tummy, claiming your body as katsuki’s prize. you’re in love with the way his face twists, his crimson eyes wet enough to reflect their colour like a kaleidoscope, his pink lips bitten until cherry red and wet with his own tears and sweat, his soft blonde hair matted to the sweat that pearls against his forehead.

katsuki looks like an angel when he cums.

“fuckin’… holy shit, i fuckin’ love you so much.” bakugou cries as he cums, collapsing over you smaller-than-his frame as the aftershocks wrack through him. you push your fingers through his sweaty locks to bring him back down, soothing the static ringing in his ears as the rest of his orgasm smears against your inner thigh. “y’so pretty baby, jus’ go fuckin’ insane watchin’ you cum hard f’me like that.” he breathes, lashes fluttering against your neck.

kissing the side of his head, you hum in content. “i could say the same about you, lover boy.” pushing at his muscular shoulder, you giggle. “now let’s get cleaned up, unless you were serious about getting me knocked up.”

“s-shit,” laughing rasping, bakugou rolls off of you and nestles himself into your side. “don’t say shit like that. you already got me so fucked up.”

“you and i both know we could go again, hot shot.” you grin as bright as ever — tempting your boyfriend into another round. “best two out of three?”

“i fuckin’ love you,”

“i love you too.”

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