#Bakugou!bottom

[bruciemilf]

instead of Bakugou insisting he doesn’t give a fuck about Izuku, platonically or romantically, he very adamantly and stubbornly insists he’s gay as hell.

“So, Dynamight, are you seeing any special lady at the moment,—“

Bakugou, currently on live television: I’m gay. Im gay as hell. I’m allergic to pussy. Gay gay homosexual gay. I died for that nerd, he’s never getting away from me, ever.

The media: well they seem like very good friends

[finsplurtz]

— gently words with katsuki bakugo

Admiring Bakugo’s body has never been the blondes favorite thing. He hates it when you stare at his chest or stomach, he kicks you or slaps you whichever he feels like doing. Especially during sex, he can’t stand it when you look at him all naked. He gets so embarrassed and punches you or tells you to stop and keep fucking or stop fucking at all.

So. you’ve restrained his ways of violence. Got him some cute fuzzy cuffs to keep his hands away from you and a nice strong bar to keep his legs apart. He freaked out when you put these things on him, but he weakens when you mess with his sensitive spots and kiss him n praise him FUCKK

You start kissing his face and he tries to dodge every single time but keep his head in place and continue to litter his face in gentle kisses has him tweaking out

“hmm… s..STOP IT” he’s screaming like a child so you grab him by his cheeks and force him to look at you in the eyes. He goes quiet waiting for whatever’s next.

“so…pretty..” you kiss his lips and he gulps nervously. “please yn I.. don’t like this…” he mumbles looking away embarrassed as hell

You hum before targeting his nipples, kissing, sucking and tugging at them. Has his back arching and dick leaking, his nipples are so fucking sensitive it makes him spiral when they’re slightly touched.

“ha.. s..top..” his protests are weak and he’s biting his lip. He’s thrusting into the air to get friction so of course you get a hold on his cock and slowly drag your hands up and down sneaking him waves of pleasure. You whisper into his ear how much you love him, kiss him everywhere with ‘I love you’s in between. Trace his scars, kiss his dick, thighs, legs everything and he’s gone so weak for you.

“you’re just so perfect, hon~” you say looking into his glistening red eyes, “haa…shu..shutup..mm” he throws his head back the harder you squeeze his cock. “so pretty, all just for me” you kiss his neck leaving marks and he’s whining and breathing pace has picked up.

You kiss him passionately, tongue roaming his mouth, rubbing your clothed dick against his exposed hole. He’s starting to melt, letting himself relax at your touches and kisses. Everything feels weird, he’s not use to being treated so gently and he’s starting to love it.

“com-ing..” he moans into your mouth before you feel his cum coax your hand. You smile and kiss him all over his face once more before bringing your fingers come down to his entrance.

“my pretty boy..I’ll take care of you..~”

[shun-ie]

₍⁠₍⁠ ⁠◝ misconceptions

content : college!au, m!reader, established relationship, anal fingering, some dirty talking, pet names, light neck kissing, light teasing, self gratification, semi-public-ish (?)

[not proofread]

m.list !

when people first lay their eyes on shoto todoroki, they would describe him with one word. reserved. imagine their surprise when they find out such guy is dating someone the opposite of him. y/n l/n.

how do they see y/n?

"oh, he's very expressive and sensitive too!"

"he's very friendly and approachable."

"he's a huge pain in my ass . . . but i guess he means well."

"he's dependable."

"he's a good kid. his grades and what his classmates say about him proves this."

polar opposites attract don't they?

despite attending the same college and taking the same program (course), they have different friend groups. todoroki hangs out with midoriya and bakugou—his friends from highschool—while y/n hangs out with shinsou—a friend he adopted during student orientation.

a curious glint sparks in bakugou's eyes as he catches a glimpse of y/n and shinsou entering the cafeteria in somewhat a rush. "who gets dicked down in your relationship shoto?"

the quietly eating man chokes on his cold soba. midoriya panics and hands him a bottle of water before lightly scolding bakugou, "kacchan! we're eating, you should save your questions after!"

bakugou merely rolls his eyes, "come on, aren't you a little curious as well?" he then cackles to himself, "maybe our friend here is taking it up the ass."

midoriya blankly stares at his laughing friend who's garnering other tables' attention. he then sighs and turns to a flustered todoroki, "don't worry about him. he's just like this because he misses eijiro."

a loud 'i do not' is ignored by the two of them. todoroki plays with his food and replies, "i don't want to discuss that part of my life."

bakugou eyes the blush creeping up todoroki's face and raises an eyebrow, "your blush says it all."

midoriya berating bakugou about decency and respect goes in one ear and out the other as todoroki watches them from the other side of the table. with a small release of breath, he starts to finish where he left off with his food.

from first year until third year, bakugou and sometimes midoriya, teased todoroki for being a bottom in the relationship. especially during times where y/n is present or is in the vicinity.

"bubs, i got you some of my favorite gummies!" y/n presents a pack of gummy bears to todoroki, who was holding a debate with bakugou.

he stops mid sentence and smiles softly towards his boyfriend, "thank you." he takes the pack and puts it in his shoulder bag to snack on later. he earns a look of curiosity and a dash of smugness from his suddenly still friend as they watch y/n walk away towards shinsou, who was waiting at the door of the teaching hall.

there were instances where y/n randomly handed todoroki things, such as food and small trinkets. which led bakugou to believe that y/n loved taking care of todoroki and showering him with gifts. which is true, except for the sexual insinuations hidden in them when bakugou addressed his claims to his friends randomly.

todoroki was so confused as to why bakugou was so invested in his sex life, but one thing was for certain, he wouldn't crack under all the assumptions of his good friend. at this point, it was just hilarious to think about.

he said he wouldn't crack. so why?

y/n whimpers as quietly as possible into the covers, trying to conceal the sounds that tried to tumble out of his lips uncontrollably. todoroki places comforting kisses on his nape as he works his finger in and out of his wet and warm hole.

why did it have to be in a sleepover that he cracked?

he shushes his boyfriend and adds a second finger. "you like that?" y/n nods his head, caving deeper into todoroki's body.

was it the teasing of bakugou while y/n was literally in front of them?

y/n bites his lips and swallows down a moan as todoroki's fingers scrape against his bundle of nerves.

was he trying to prove something?

todoroki adds a third finger and huffs in amusement, "should i fuck you while they're in the same room? huh?" he lightly nibbles on y/n's ear and lowly says, "but maybe you'll like that. i can feel you tighten from the idea of being caught."

he suddenly stops pumping his fingers and instead presses deep against his boyfriend's prostate, a quiet whine leaving y/n's lips at the pressure. "i don't want to risk getting caught sweetie," he says in faux disappointment and concern, teasingly dragging his fingers out.

a hand grabs his wrist and shoves his soaking digits back into the warmth. "i-" y/n lets out a small whimper, "i'll do all the work, just let me feel you," he breathlessly lets out.

todoroki merely smirks and presses against y/n's back, sinking his fingers deeper into his heat, "you get like this over me fingering you?" he chuckles into y/n's damp hair. he adds a fourth digit making y/n gasp.

feeling a bit dazed, he mumbles out thank yous and starts to grind into todoroki, doing all the work as he proposed. the thought of being under a duvet, in a room with their friends, flew out of y/n's mind as he chased the sweet pleasure that seemed to snatch every inch of his sanity away.

todoroki's hand suddenly clamped over his mouth. the noise he helplessly wanted to suppress getting louder the more he moved his hips like a dog in heat. at least one of them was still aware that they're two meters away from bakugou's bed.

y/n's body quivered as his grinding never ceased, feeling that familiar build up in the pits of his stomach. the heat that was about to burst. the very thing he worked for. todoroki feeling y/n tighten and tense, he pushed his fingers in deeper and pressed into the sweet spot that had his boyfriend seeing heaven.

with a cry, y/n's back arches as his release crashed into him likes waves across the shore. todoroki kisses his neck, holding him close through his euphoric high. he whispered out little praises and rubbed y/n's belly.

he pulls out his dripping fingers—eliciting a small noise—and sucking on them, savoring the taste. he wipes the remaining wetness on his shirt and hugs his exhausted boyfriend closer. "new kink discovered?" he huffs a laugh.

y/n hums, eyes fluttering close, disregarding the wet feeling in his pants, too tired to do anything but lay down and sleep. "mhm..."

when morning came, bakugou gave todoroki a squinted stare. as if accusing him of lying, before they turned into a look of why.

y/n was still in bed, shinsou was sitting outside on the balcony playing with his phone, and midoriya was cooking breakfast.

"what is it?" todoroki exasperatedly asks, setting down plates and utensils on the table. bakugou grunts and narrows his eyes at him.

he takes a seat right across from him, as if he had the plague, "you're the top." of course he had heard what happened. despite going to bed the earliest, he was woken up by the amount of noises that came from the other bed beside him. "you should have told me."

"i told you, i don't want to discuss that part of my relationship," todoroki's tone holds firmness as he lays some coasters out. he then looks over his work, nods in satisfaction, and turns to the direction of the bedrooms, planning to wake his lovely boyfriend up.

bakugou glared at him, "you never discussed it. you demonstrated it." todoroki shrugged and turned into the hall, leaving the one-sided conversation.

maybe he did crack from all the teasing. maybe he did want to prove something. did he regret anything?

no.

[animeheadcannonsblog]

Omega Malewife bakugo! X alpha reader!

💥Pure house wife and he loves it

💥He never expected after graduation you would propose to him within the span of 5 years

💥And in that 5 years you became the number one hero Giving bakugo the luxury of retiring at 24

💥He didn’t want to obviously but he knew all you wanted to do was take care of I’m and raise a family together

💥Since then he just takes care of you and the house

💥“I’m home..” yn said as they walked in the door

💥You hear footsteps around the corner coming to you and you see bakugo in an apron with a spoon in his hand

💥“Don’t I’m home me! You’re an hour late dinner is cold and I’m not reheating it either damn it!”

💥All yn could do is smile and went to hug him

💥Later that year bakugo gave birth to a little girl

💥Bakugo is mommy

💥And your daddy

💥“Say bye bye daddy!”

💥Bakugo says with his 2 year old daughter on his hip

💥“Bye bye daddy” she waves happily

💥“Bye bye (haven’t thought of her name lol)!”

💥You kiss the top of her head and then go kiss bakugo on the lips

💥“I should be home around 8 if not 9:30 if all my paperwork is done-

💥“Honey..”

💥“Yea?”

💥“Promise me you’ll come home safe..ok?”

💥“Of course my love I promise

💥“No I mean it..no dumb stunts..like the ones you and izuku pull all the damn time...”

💥“Baby I promise”

💥“Ok”

💥You give him one last kiss before leaving

💥Later he sees you and izuku risking your lives going back into a collapsing building

💥Bakugo gives you and ear full when you get home

[andypantsx3]

some barbarian bakugou thing idk | sfw | gn reader | 1.3k words

It's cold.

The fire crackles at your back, sending warm licks of heat up and over your spine, but it's not enough. You shiver, trying to settle deeper into the hard ground, drawing your cloak up over your nose where it's beginning to grow cold.

Normally, you'd be snuggled deep in your bedroll by now, but you'd stupidly tied it too insecurely to your pack this morning. It had come loose just as your group had forded the river on Kirishima's back, the redhead wearily but gamely shifting into his dragon form to get you safely across the rushing water.

As he plodded across, splashing loudly, your bedroll had tumbled into the icy water, and you'd watched mournfully as it had been immediately dragged under and carried downriver.

It was another day from the nearest town, another day before you could replace it.

When you settled into camp, Midoriya had chivalrously offered his own bedroll—which you had declined, as the loss of yours had been your own fault—and Uraraka had offered a warming spell—but you could see the exhaustion around her eyes and mouth since the battle yesterday, and she still looked pale and peaky. You thought another spell might finish her off for good.

But now you almost wish you'd taken either of them up on it, their discomfort be damned.

Almost.

Suffering the consequences of your own mess was the least you could do for them, really. You owe them everything for saving your life time and time again, starting when they'd first happened upon your village under a bandit raid, you the only survivor.

You've tried your hardest to repay them, stitching up wounds and mending torn clothes, taking over the cooking and fire tending whenever you make camp. Once you'd even talked a merchant down from chopping off Kiri's hand when he'd gotten a little too me dragon, must hoard over a ruby necklace at market.

You won't put everyone out over something as stupid as a lost bedroll, not when you owe them more than you could possibly ever give.

A cool wind whispers through the trees, and you can't suppress another violent shiver. You inch loser to the fire, barely caring if the sparks catch on your clothes and light you up in the night if it means you can be warm now.

You roll onto your side, facing the flames, and shudder again when the cold creeps under your cloak at the movement.

The heat feels good on your face, dry and blistering. But your back is suddenly freezing, and you fight down a groan of frustration.

You'll never get to sleep at this rate.

As soon as this thought occurs, there's the barest whisper of a bootstep behind you. Before you can turn, a hand claps over your mouth, and a hard body slides up against your back, an arm hooking decisively around your middle to pull you back against your assailant. The scent of ash and the sweet, floral oil he uses on his leathers gives away his identity immediately.

"Don't fuckin' scream it's just me," Bakugou growls low in your ear.

You blink dumbly, mouth pursing against his rough palm. "Fwuuh?" you say.

Bakugou Katsuki is notoriously standoffish, the member of your party you'd learned the least about in your weeks with them. A barbarian from the steppes, he's got little time or patience for your people's mannerisms. He seems to like very few things—his dragon Kirishima, his broadsword Hearteater, and the opportunity for a good fight being the exceptions—and you seem to be one of the things he tolerates the least.

He'd been the one who'd run his sword right through the bandit about to kill you, but since then he's acted like it was a mistake. He barely looks at you when you clean his wounds, he never accepts any of your rations when you offer them, and he's recently taken to combat training you, maintaining a harsh commentary on all of your best efforts.

It's a shame he's also so handsome and charismatic, as it makes it difficult for you to discount him entirely.

"Could hear your fucking teeth chattering from the other side of the campsite," Bakugou growls, his hand lifting off your mouth. Something heavy settles over you, and you realize he's arranging his cloak over you both, the fur trim tickling your nose. It's heavy and velvety and soft, and so nice and warm.

You know you need to protest but the heat of him at your back is so deliciously good, you want to relax into him like a warm bath.

"Bakugou—what is this?" you splutter out quietly.

"What, you wanna freeze your ass off?" he demands, his words a harsh breath into your ear. His arm shifts over you, pulling you tighter as if daring you to attempt to escape.

"No," you say, trying to scrape your thoughts in order. "No. But you—is this okay for you?"

"The fuck is that supposed to mean?" Bakugou growls into the side of your head.

"Well you don't exactly like me," you tell him, too exhausted to be circumspect about it. You know he doesn't like it when you talk around things either. "I didn't think you were cuddling type, exactly."

Bakugou huffs a dismissive laugh into your hair. "You always fucking decide shit on your own," he mutters. "You decide you owe us shit, you decide what's best for Deku and Uraraka to do with their magic and shit, you decide you think you fucking know everything. 'S fucking annoying."

You start, not realizing he'd cottoned on to your thinking process.

"Well I've also decided that you don't much like me," you say. "And I...I do owe you guys. You've saved my life countless times these past couple of weeks."

Bakugou makes a snorting noise behind you. "You fucking village people always think that's how the world works. Owing. A favor for a favor. Trading and bartering and stupid shit. That's not how it works out here, brat. There's no equal exchange. You stay alive if you're strong enough, or if someone likes you enough to keep you alive, and that's it."

His voice is even raspier than usual, you notice. He's tired. You can hear the impatience in the clipped sound of his words, and you know his exhaustion is why you're even getting this much out of him.

You're tired, too, the heat of the fire at your front and Bakugou's hard body at your back both lulling you into a lightheaded sleepiness.

"And you like me enough to keep me alive?" You can't help but ask dubiously.

"I like you well enough even though you're fucking annoying," Bakugou says, his breath stirring the hair at the base of your neck. "But I won't if you keep fuckin' talking."

You can't help but smile at that, a little tired grin touching your mouth.

"It'll be another thing I owe you for," you say, settling back into him at last. You know you will have other thoughts about this in the morning, but for now you can't help yourself. If he's fine with it then there's not much to protest.

"Y' can repay me by shutting the fuck up," he says, before he lets out a heavy exhale, as if he too is being lured into sleep by the warmth of your own body.

You decide to leave your questions about this for the morning. It's too much to contemplate what this means for your relationship to Bakugou. Too much to contemplate that he wants, for some reason, to keep you alive.

His hand presses to your abdomen, securing you even more firmly against him, and you close your eyes again. His breathing evens out, his grip growing slack, and you can feel your own body mirroring him.

Too easily, and without another thought on the debts you're accumulating to him, you slip down into sleep.

[mlm-headcanons]

bottom Bakugo x male reader

Nsfw content, minors do not interact

Aged up characters (they are sharing an apartment)

This is a mlm blog, though no pronouns are used in this scenario, females do not interact.

Your friends are over at your place and Bakugo thinks it would be a good idea to act out in front of them.

“Fu- ha… ngh.. stop it!” Bakugo moaned as you pressed him against the door. “Why would I? If you think you can act all bratty in front of MY friends? Fine, have it your way.”

Your grip tightened on his hardened dick, making him gasp for air. He was almost choking on his own spit. “Y-youu… uhhh.. agh!” “You want to say something?” He tried to choke out something but instead of actual words, only moans came past his lips.

His fingers curled, trying to grasp something, get a grip. Yet he was pressed against your bathroom door, with nothing to get a hold of. His legs trembled and he bent forward a little more, involuntarily giving you better access to his back. Or more his ass.

Three of your fingers moved inside him without a trace of synch and it was driving him insane. Every time you pressed against his prostate hard, he had to suppress a scream. Your other hand was still pumping him, smearing the leak of his previous denied orgasms all over him. “P-please!” You stopped in your tracks. He just whined. “What was that?” You acted surprised, maybe you really were. It was one of the words one heard from him way too rarely. Besides the notorious ‘I’m sorry.’ Hearing that would truly be a miracle. “I said please, motherf- hng, ah!” You couldn’t let him finish that sentence. “Try that again?” you asked with a sweet voice. “Fuck you!”

Enough. Your hand moved from his dick to his neck and you pulled him back to choke him. “Think about that attitude again. Maybe then I’ll let you cum. Tonight.” With that you let go of him and he stood against the door, breathing heavily. His own hand grazed over the bruised skin on his neck while you paid no mind to him and just washed your hands at the sink. “Clean yourself up!” were your last words towards him before you opened the door and left the bathroom.

Outside you were met with your two friends who were now engaged in conversation of their own. As soon as you stepped towards the sofa, they looked up at you. “Is Bakugo-san okay?” one of them asked with a worried expression. You smiled at them. “He’s gonna be just fine. It was one of his scars, like I told you. He’ll be back in a minute.” You sat down with them.

When Katsuki came back soon after, his gaze was glued to the floor, not daring to look at either of you. He had replaced his t-shirt with a sleeveless turtleneck. You noticed one of your friends open their mouth to ask about it, but they closed it only a second after. Bakugo sat down on an armchair opposite you. He knew he couldn’t dare to take a seat beside you again, try his luck by provoking you. He had done that enough. This was gonna be a long evening and he could only hope for the night to be in his favour.

[arcpeacegonow]

Oh NO

While making a tiktok with the Bakusquad Kaminari: Hey, Siri, call us 'daddy' Siri: Calling "Daddy🩵" Kaminari: Wait nO! Sero, trying not to laugh: You got something to tell us, Kami? ELSEWHERE Monoma: Hang on, my phone's ringing Tokage: Is it your ~secret~ friend you were talking about? Monoma answering the phone: Hey, Denki With The Bakusquad Kaminari: ... Bakugou: YOU'VE BEEN FUCKING THE ENEMY?! WHAT THE FUCK, PIKACHU?! Kirishima: Sounds like he's been getting fucked, actually Monoma, through the phone: ... Denki you better explain yourself Kaminari, bright red: I swear I have an explanation

[aeggyy]

brat.

tw; boyxboy, finger-fucking, swearing

" fuuuck off~--" bakugou hissed when you slipped your lubed fingers inside his hole, his cock lay flat on his stomach, hot and leaking precum making his eyes roll into the back of his head, your mouth grew into a mischievous smirk, and you wriggled further into his hole as his walls greedily clamped onto your fingers in response. the blonde let out loud and somewhat aggressive moans as you went further into his hole, hitting that sweet spot, making the blonde's eyes open wide.

" fuck-! hngh~! " he gripped the sheets of the bed, trying his best not to moan out your name or beg you to stop, wanting to keep his dominance intact. you quickened your pace, pulling your fingers out only to shove them back into bakugou's hole making him do those iconic ahegao faces. your other hand traveled his inner thighs to his hardened nipples, the blonde gazed at you with angry lust-filled eyes,

" w-what're you doin'- ngh fuck! " you cut his words short, your fingers did a circular motion, toying with the young lad. tears left the blonde's eyes as he bit his lips to cherry. his right hand left the bedsheets as he tried to touch his cock, but you quickly swatted his hands away and met his lazy half-lidded lust-filled eyes, you could tell that he wanted to cum so badly but you wanted to play with him a little more. " if you wanna cum, then you have to do it from your hole, brat. " the pet name sent shivers down his spine, as his eyes snapped shut.

fuck.

[ruanlinlu]

No horni

[mettywiththenotes]

The current state of the battlefield, to me

[ramblebramblefun]

Kacchan looks uncomfortable, but he never backs down from a challenge. Especially when Izuku is involved.

"I love you... More than the bottom of the Mariana Trench." Kacchan grits out, one hand flexing in a way that used to signal danger.

And it's not a competition! Izuku is not Kacchan. He could take the win and move on, and it is a win, for Izuku, because Kacchan is very bad at expressing his feelings on the spot and in front of other people.

It's not a competition! Izuku doesn't have to beat him!

But it's Kacchan.

How can Izuku not?

"I love you," Izuku says slowly, mind working a million miles a minute. Ah!

"I love you more than the Kola Superdeep Borehole." He says triumphantly.

Kacchan's hand stops flexing.

"What the fuck is that?!"

[paralyze-fic]

Paralyze.

Side Story; Hit By Lust [Special Chapter]

|Hit By Lust|

!Could be read as third years!

Hopefully this is good unlike five years ago

The very moment Katsuki walked in through the dorms' door, everybody gasped at his appearance and I...

Well, I choked with my own spit.

He looked so... not like Bakugou, if you know what I mean. The look in his eyes was soft and his cheeks and ears had a dark red blush on them, he was panting and drooling, his skin glistening with sweat, and the sweet scent of nitroglycerin filled the air.

"(M/n), (M/n), (M/n)." He was mumbling my name over and over as he looked around the room, and soon we locked eyes. At that exact moment, his pupils turned into hearts and his blush and drool intensified.

Katsuki ran and jumped at me. His arms were around my neck and his legs wrapped around my waist. "Katsuki...?" He gasped as I said his name, "What?!" I exclaimed when I felt him grinding his ass against my dick.

Aizawa's words rang inside my head.

'Bakugou had been hit by a Lust quirk during the weekend, the effects would last until he "does the do" with the person he likes or loves, so gotta be careful around him, the effects can wear off on their own, but it gets harder to control the longer it passes.'

"Ehh... guys, I'm g-gonna take Katsuki t-to his room, h-have a good night..." As I turned around, I could feel everybody staring at me. They knew that I knew that they knew what all of this meant.

Without dwelling on it too much, I entered the elevator and pressed the button to the fourth floor. My room was right next to Bakugou's, and I wasn't sure if that was something good or bad at this point.

//////

I tried to make him lay on his bed, but he wouldn't let go of me, only pulling me closer and closer.

I ended up with both of my arms on each side of his head and our hips pressed together, as I was in between his open legs, so you know what that meant. Katsuki squirmed under me, and his back arched suddenly.

"Please... I love you, (M/n). Make love to me... I need it now, aah~." He moaned in my ear and all my blood rushed down south.

"Katsuki, you're not yourself right-" he turned us around, and now, Katsuki was sitting on my my lower abdomen.

"I'm being myself, I just never showed you this side of me," he smirked, his hips moving slowly back and forth, making me bite my lip as he felt him grinding on my dick, "Gaah~ you're so b-big, I can... feel it, even if it's not completely hard. Ngh~" Katsuki got on his knees on the bed between my legs and hooked his fingers on the waistband of my sweatpants.

"Katsuki, wait-"

He didn't listen and pulled them down, completely taking them off my body. I kept my eyes locked on his. The hearts glowed when he saw the little tent getting bigger by the second, hiding inside my underwear.

"I wonder if I can fit it all?" He whispered against it. His hot breath through the fabric made me shiver, "(M/n)... you want me to suck you? Or do you want to fuck me?" I felt Katsuki's tongue on my tip, giving it a small lick, and I almost couldn't hold back a moan.

"Whatever you want Katsuki..." he hummed and pulled down my underwear.

"I want both."

His plump lips wrapped themselves around the head of my dick, sucking on it softly. "Damn it..." I grabbed the sheets underneath me, trying to hold back the urge to fuck his mouth.

He moaned and the pleasurable vibration it sent to my dick made my back arch.

"Shit, Katsuki." His tongue swirled around the head, pressing on my slit, "That feels... good, ngh." I bit my lip as he took most of me. The tip was pushing against his throat, and when I looked at him, he had tears streaming down his face, and drool coming out of his mouth. He seemed to be enjoying this more than me.

His eyes were closed, bobbing his head up and down quickly. Just the sight made me cum in his mouth.

Katsuki made a surprised noise, "Sorry! I didn't want to-" he straightened himself, swallowed, licked his lips and opened his eyes.

The hearts had grown and the blush was the darkest red I've ever seen him blush. Trailing my eyes over his body, I noticed the dark stain on the front of his grey sweatpants.

"(M/n), I came only sucking your cock..." he crawled like a cat towards me, his breath hitting my face. "I wanna cum with you inside me~"

Our lips collided and I didn't mind the taste of my cum in his mouth, especially not when I felt his ass grinding on my hardening cock again.

"Fuck me, (M/n)... I want you." He almost purred in my ear, grabbing my hands to place them on his hips.

"Katsuki, I don't think-" he kissed me again, this time pushing his tongue inside my mouth. That surprised me, but I wasn't going to lose this fight either.

I held his waist tightly and turned us around again, he moaned as my dick pressed against his ass. Katsuki gripped my hips, his legs hooking with mine. The look on his face was so desperate.

"You want this, Katsuki? You're desperate for my cock?" He moaned louder than before, his head tilting back and his body squirming, grinding his hips on mine.

"Please, I want it... I want your cock buried deep inside of me, aah~" I lifted his t-shirt over his head, pulling it completely off his body. His nipples were erect, and the sight was too enticing.

I bent down to his chest, blowing air on his left nipple. He gripped my hair and pulled me closer, moaning. I stuck my tongue out, flicking it softly.

"Damn it, (M/n)... could you do something? I'm... I'm going to explode, mmhn~" I took his nipple with my lips, flicking my tongue and swirling around it, getting it harder and sensitive. "Aah. Yes, that fe-feels g-good."

While I played with his nipples, my hands lowered down to his pants, and I hooked my fingers on the waistband. Katsuki let me go, and I took it off, his underwear following it. I moved to his right nipple and played with it too.

Katsuki was moaning so much, even if I was just playing with his nipples. They might be a pretty sensitive spot on his body.

I'll remember it, for later.

My hands trailed upwards, from his feet to his thighs, caressing and gripping them gently, making him whine.

"Don't tease me, (M/n), please... I'm ready for you." I looked up, freeing his sensitive nipples, and I kissed him, slowly and sweetly, showing him how much I love him.

"Wait a bit more, Katsuki... I don't want to hurt you," I mumbled against his lips and he gasped, nodding.

I moved my hands, one of them going to his leaking member and the other to his puckered entrance. It was wet.

That confused me, so I leaned back slightly to look. A slick substance was dripping out of him, and a sweet scent was coming from it. It made me lick my lips and swallow hard.

I wanna taste it...

I held his legs up by his thighs, exposing him to me.

"Gah-! W-what are you d-doing, (M/n)?" When I looked up at him, I saw Katsuki covering the lower half of his face and his voice was filled with embarrassment. I smiled softly at him.

"I'm going to make you feel good, Katsuki. Isn't that what you wanted?" I hummed in a teasing tone and he shut his eyes, nodding sheepishly. "Then hold still, and be a good boy for me." He nodded again with a gasp and his body relaxed.

I got closer to his entrance and took a deep breath in... so sweet. I swallowed and licked my lips, I poked my tongue out and swirled it around his pink and twitching hole.

"Gaah!" His hands grabbed my hair, pulling me closer to him, and I hummed. "(M/n)... t-that's so g-good, k... keep going, p-please, aahg~."

Slowly, I pushed my tongue inside him, licking around his tight walls. slick coming out of him was sweet, but not overwhelming. It was addicting. It made me want more...

"Ggh! (M-m/n) w-wait... th-that's t-too m-much, I'm..." his body trembled as his hands tried to push me away from him, but I grabbed his wrists and pinned them to the bed, "Ah! Stop..."

I took my tongue out, swallowing his flavour, Katsuki's body relaxed, but tensed again I graced his hole with my finger. I swirled it around, coating it with Katsuki's slick and slowly pushed it inside.

His fist clenched the sheets, the large amount of swear on his palms creating tiny explosions. I held his wrist and turned his palm upwards.

"You'll burn the bed, love, that'll ruin the fun," I whispered to him, and he looked at me through his glossy sight. I pushed another finger in, and waited a bit before doing a scissor motion, opening him for me.

Now, where...

"Where is it? Maybe..." Katsuki had his eyes half opened, drool dripping down his chin, staring at me with those hearts in his eyes. "Over here?" I curled my fingers slightly.

"Kyaah!" His eyes opened wide and also did his mouth, his back arched as a big gush of semen shot through his slit, all of it landing on him.

"Oh, seems like I found it pretty easily, eh?" I lowered my body while I kept curling my fingers, stimulating his prostate. He squirmed and moaned out loud, wrapping his legs around me. Dragging my tongue up, I licked all the cum on his stomach, going up to his chest and neck, ending up on his jaw.

"(M/n)... I-I want y-you in-inside, ngh!" My body shivered at his words and I pulled my fingers out. He whined and wrapped his arms around me, the popping of his explosions was making their appearance again.

"Katsuki, can you control your quirk?" I asked him in a whisper and he shook his head with a whimper. "Grab my shirt then." He looked me in the eyes, tears were falling down his cheeks.

"I-I don't w-want t-to hurt y-you, (M/n)." He mumbled looking me in the eyes. I showed him a reassuring smile and left a tiny peck on his lips.

"You won't hurt me, Katsuki, I know. Do it, come on." Hesitantly, Katsuki held the back of my shirt in his fists, the popping gradually stopping, but I felt the heat as my shirt got burnt. It wasn't hurtful, it was actually kinda nice.

I stared at his face, one of my hands going up to cup his cheek, he leaned into it, nuzzling it cutely. That made me smile.

"I love you too, Katsuki." He stared at me with half-lidded eyes, I could see the effects of the quirk wearing out. The hearts were slowly disappearing, going back to their normal shape. "Are you ready?" He nodded and pushed me forward with his legs.

I held my dick with my hand, aligning with his entrance, I rubbed it slightly, getting some of his wetness on me before slowly pushing inside.

Katsuki's groan made me look up at him. His eyes were shut tight while tears fell down his red cheeks, with my hand still holding his face, I moved my thumb to get rid of the salty tears and down to free his bottom lip caught by his teeth.

"I'm sorry, Katsuki." I lowered my face so I was hiding on his neck, planting tiny and cute pecks on his soft skin. He gasped and pulled me closer with his legs, making me go all inside of him.

"It doesn't hurt..." I turned slightly so I could look at his face. His eyes were open and the hearts were gone, being replaced by the most beautiful look I've seen on his face yet. "I'm extremely happy... now that I'm able... to be one with y-you, (M/n)." He smiled at me and I couldn't resist my impulse to kiss him.

My smile was getting in the way of our kiss, but Katsuki didn't stop smiling, he actually giggled against my lips and moved his warm hands to hold my face.

"Katsuki..." I whispered as I stared into his eyes, and his lips parted.

"Make love to me... (M/n)." The heat on my cheeks was comforting and made me feel warm inside. My heart wouldn't stop racing, thumping aggressively against my chest.

"You don't have to tell me, Katsuki..." I moved my hands so I could hold his hips and slowly, I began thrusting inside of him.

Katsuki was gasping quietly and wrapped his arms around my waist, grabbing my shirt again, and pulling me closer to him.

Even if we were as close as we could, it wasn't enough.

I went down to Katsuki's chest, licking and sucking on his nipples, slowly moving my hips against his. I felt him tugging my shirt, the fabric ripping due to its burnt state.

I moved a bit faster and during one particular thrust, Katsuki's back arched and he whimpered softly.

"Go faster... gaah!" Katsuki held me tighter with his legs, making me push inside of him harshly, eliciting a low moan from his red lips.

My speed increased, and Katsuki's palms were heating up again, the popping of his explosions coming back and I felt my shirt tearing completely. Slightly, I pulled back, still thrusting into him and I tore the remaining of my shirt off.

Katsuki gasped and dug his nails into my thighs, arching his back and saying my name. He got tight around me, and I groaned, resting my weight on my forearms beside his head. I stared at him.

He had his mouth open, drool dripping out of the corners while letting out breathless moans, and his eyes were glossy with tears caused by pleasure.

"(M/n)~ I-I... I'm gonna cum... aah~" I rested my forehead on his, breathing heavily against his tempting lips.

"Me too... Fuck, you're so tight around me, love." We locked eyes, staring at each other.

Red eyes against (e/c) ones. I could see the desire in his eyes, and I knew my eyes were looking the same way.

We moaned, groaned and gasped, getting closer and closer to our orgasms. Katsuki wrapped his arms around my back, burning my skin with his left palm and bruising it open with his nails, dragging them down to my lower back.

"Fuck, (M/N)~! Ngh~" he whimpered holding me desperately.

"K-Katsuki, oh my... Fucking..." I moved one of my hands down to stroke his leaking member.

"I-I want to... cum to-together." His walls clenched tighter around me, and I felt my breath hitch.

On instinct my hips moved faster, letting go of Katsuki's cock to hug his waist. Moving closer to his face, I kissed him softly, Katsuki kissing back sloppily, I pulled back and down to the soft skin on his neck, sucking it, marking him as mine.

Katsuki squirmed and threw his head back, pressing his palm and digging his nails further into my back.

By now, my thrusts were getting a bit sloppy and uneven, and Katsuki clenching around me was making my orgasm approach faster than it should. I tried to hold it as much as I could, but Katsuki used his legs and arms to push me the deepest I've been inside of his warm entrance. He whimpered again, my name coming out of his mouth as a mantra right in my ear, and I felt the sticky substance of his cum reaching my abdomen.

His orgasm made him clench even more and I groaned at the tightness, "Katsuki, gaah-shit..." I bit on his shoulder, coming inside of him. The abundant load spilt slightly out of Katsuki, who only moaned softly at the feeling of my cum filling him.

After a few minutes, our breaths slowed down, and we made eye contact. His soft red eyes were bright and he had a cute smile on his face, making me pull him close and kiss him as lovingly as I could.

I leaned back, hiding on his neck and pulled out him, my cum slipping out of him and wetting the bed sheets.

Katsuki giggled.

My head raised and I stared into his red eyes. They were happy and full of love.

"Why are you so fucking cute, Suki?" I held his cheeks and pressed on them, making him have a funny expression with kissy lips.

I kissed those tempting lips once again, and I rolled us over, getting Katsuki on top of me.

My eyes trailed his face, noticing how the effects of the quirk had worn off.

He looked me in the eyes and sighed.

"I love you, (M/n)."

My mind went blank.

He told me that before, but... I thought...

'...with the person he likes or loves...'

I just smiled and hugged him, making him hide his face on my neck.

"I love you too, Katsuki." He chuckled and nuzzled against my skin.

I played with his hair for a while until he groaned and lifted his body with his arms, sitting on my thighs.

"What?" He frowned at me, and a blush stained his cheeks.

"Your cum is still inside of me, (M/n), I like it but I'm really sticky. I'm gonna take a shower." He was about to get up and walk to his bathroom, but I picked him by his thighs and walked us both instead.

"Imma help you then, baby." He blushed and rested his forehead on my shoulder.

"Just be gentle, or I'll kill you."

I chuckled and kissed his hair.

[thecowboykatsuki-anon]

Current Poly! KiriBaku brainrot (spoiler alert, it’s h*rny): watching Bakugou take Kiri’s cock for the first time from beneath the blonde, his own cock buried snugly in you, and everytime Kiri praises him or presses a soft kiss against the other man’s shoulder or spine, feeling Katsuki’s cock twitch in response.

Just watching the normally smug blonde’s brows twist up and mouth part in a breathy moan as he forces his fluttering lashes to stay open and look at you, utterly fucked out before Kiri is even halfway in

[2toplibrary]

Let it happen by kaashisthighs

(E, 12K, 1/1)

“What the hell did you just say?!”

The whole bar quieted down and stared at their little high-top. He is about to tell everyone to fuck off when he makes eye contact with him again. This time Icyhot tips his head to the side and conveys as much confusion as his micro expressions allow. Katsuki can’t seem to fully look away.

Single huh?

Or,

Katsuki finds out Shouto is single.

[willowser]

okay but he finds us right… *laughs nervously* RIGHT?!?!

the first 48 hours in a missing person's case are the most crucial.

searches have to be started and evidence has to be secured and information has to be gathered. after that, people start—forgetting things. important things. little details that could mean your life or death. the station has already opened back up by now, and whatever daily foot traffic they see has already stamped what's left of you into the pavement. you could be out of the country for all katsuki knows. by the third day without water, organs start to deteriorate.

chances of finding a survivor begin to greatly decrease; you stop looking for a person, and you start looking for a body.

deku and kirishima—everyone, really—have been kind enough not to change mission status from rescue to recovery, and katsuki can't tell if that's for better or for worse.

[dizazter-dragoon]

CW: Minors DNI, suggestive blurb, don't use fights as foreplay irl, as always characters are aged up

Just,,,The idea of Bakugou liking getting kidnapped or held for ransom by shitty villains on occasion just to rile reader up is very funny to me. Like most of the time, reader is just a sweet mid-low rank support hero until Bakugou is involved and then it's like a switch flip to vigilante mode that he loves.

Bank Robber: I'll let the hostages go in exchange for a Pro-Hero!

Bakugou: Oh no...¯\_(ツ)_/¯

and then 15 minutes later Bakugou's doing stretches in a quirk collar because he knows you're gonna spend the next week staking your claim on him after your feral ass beats the everloving shit out of the unfortunate villainous bastard

Just- Bakugou watching reader bust in on the villain's shoddy hideout, and leaning his head back to show a bruise below his collarbone "I dunno babe, looks like a hickey to me" (｀∀´)Ψ