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[inosukebakugo]

Work Hard, Play Hard

Rengoku x Reader | cw: overstimulation, manhandling, dirty talk | 18+ | ~ 1.8k

Modern AU where Rengoku had a bad day at work but luckily he can take it out on you

Under the cut because I have literally no chill, enjoy!

The door to your apartment banged open and then slammed shut. From the texts you’d gotten through the day, you knew that your beloved had a rough one. Standing from where you’d been curled on the couch, you rounded the corner to see a blond head of hair wrestling to get his left shoe off. He tossed it in the general direction of the shoe rack before standing up straight with a huff. His shirt was half untucked already and his tie was loose. It was unusual to see your man in such a state but not unheard of. Sauntering up, you run your hands across his broad chest and pull his tie loose. 

“What’s wrong Kyojuro?” you purred and pressed yourself against him, trying to leach out some of the tension.

“Stupid fucking admin decisions, that’s what,” he spoke through gritted teeth before doing his best to relax his jaw. 

“Tell me what you need, handsome,” you cooed, your fingers trailing down his chest and circling around one of the buttons on his dress shirt. “Don’t think about that stupid job, I’ll give you whatever you want.”

“Whatever I want?” Golden eyes bored into yours as he watched you nod. “Seems a little leading when the only thing you’re wearing is one of my shirts.”

“I just want to help you relax,” you feigned innocence as you looked up at the tall man, gently undoing the buttons on his wrinkled shirt as you spoke. “You could easily ask me for something else but I thought this was a pretty good guess.”

“You’re damn correct.”

The strong man easily lifted you into his arms and pulled you in for a searing kiss. He carried you into the living room and sat you on the back of the couch. With his tongue in your mouth and his hands sneaking up under the tshirt to find that you were in fact naked, you decided to spur him on further and let out a whimper. Bruising fingers dug into your hips, pulling a gasp from you and making the man in front of you pull you back in. He stole all of your oxygen as your hands went to undo his belt. Instead of letting you help, Rengoku slapped your hands away and knelt on the floor. One of your legs was slung over his shoulder as his fingers began rubbing your clit. He hadn’t even bothered to push the shirt off of you, too eager to taste you.

“Kyojuro,” you moaned his name as your hands twisted in his hair. “Please.”

“Keep begging like that and I’m going to wreck you,” his voice was serious before his tongue was otherwise occupied.

His warm tongue began lapping at your entrance and clit. Every so often he would suck the sensitive nerves into his mouth and before long, one of his thick fingers began pressing at your hole. He kept it there, a mean tease and a threat all at once. Your whines grew more pathetic and he chuckled against the sensitive skin of your thigh. Teeth nipped at you as his finger plunged in. He stood again and made sure to hold you steady as he toyed with you. A second finger began to stretch you out and Rengoku’s lips and teeth assaulted your neck. Desperately, your nails clawed at his back as he fingered you open. His gentleness was slowly breaking away as his dick hardened. It wasn’t long before he had you coming and cruelly pulled his hand back to leave you clenching around nothing.

“Kyo,” you panted desperately. “Please, I’m not done.”

“Neither am I,” he flipped you over so you were bent over the back of the couch. “And I won’t be until you can’t walk tomorrow.”

“Then wreck me,” you challenged, saying anything to get him to give you what you wanted. 

He was thick and it felt like heaven as Kyojuro filled you. The stretch made your eyes roll back in your head, your hand touching your stomach just to see if you could feel him from the outside too. When you tried to reach further down to play with yourself, Rengoku shoved your hand away with a growl and slowly pulled out. He pushed back in and kept fucking you at a punishingly slow pace. You were nearly crying, begging him to fuck you as he kept you where he wanted you. His fat cock finally sat inside you again and you tried to push back, to get even more, when you heard him chuckle.

“This is your very last warning sweetheart,” his words were strained as he whispered them in your ear. “Last chance to take it back.”

“Make me into your cocksleeve, fuck me against the window, I don’t care,” you pleaded with him. “Please Kyojuro, I need you. It’s all I’ve been thinking about all day.”

“A personal sex toy does sound pretty good,” he purred in your ear.

Without warning, the blond began moving at a decent pace. It wasn’t enough and he knew it but Kyojuro wanted to see how far he could push you. Bent over the couch and unable to get much leverage, you were at his mercy. One of his strong hands pushed your leg up until your knee was on top of the couch too and the new angle made you gasp. A wicked smile stretched across Kyojuro’s face as he repositioned his hands. Digging into the plush skin of your thigh and hip, he begins truly fucking you.

“Fuck yes,” the words come out stuttered from how the strong man behind you is moving. His hips slapped against yours and the sound echoed through your living room. “You’re so deep Kyo.”

“Tell me how good it feels,” he orders you, a sharp slap across one of your ass cheeks accompanying it. 

“Your cock feels amazing,” you moan obediently, rewarded with a matching swat to your other cheek. “No one can fuck me like you do, Kyojuro.”

“Damn right,” he growled and reached around you to thumb your clit again. “Are you going to come all over my dick like a good girl?”

“Yes,” you gasp, your hands desperately gripping onto the couch cushions. “Yes, please don’t stop. It feels so good.”

“Since you said please.”

Between his fingers and the force of his thrusts, you were putty in his hands. He shoved himself as far in as he could and let you orgasm completely full. Your back arched almost painfully against Kyojuro’s chest as you came, his name on your lips. Before you could clear the black dots swimming in your vision, the blond captured your mouth with his. A smirk grew on his lips when he felt the leg you still had on the ground begin to shake. Still inside you, he pulled your knee off the couch so you could stand on both legs.

“Getting tired already?” he teased. “Get on the couch.”

You did as he ordered and watched in anticipation as he rounded the side of the sofa. Pushing you to sit in the corner, he pinned you down with his arms and laid down to eat you out for the second time. His fingers were rougher and more insistent but it wasn’t unwelcome. A third orgasm was building quickly from your lover’s skilled fingers. He knew what you liked and used it as a weapon against you in the best way. Before long, you were trying not to squeeze his head between your thighs as he made you come again.  Leaning up to kiss you, his face was sticky and your hands greedily went to his dick. He let you stroke it back to full mast before threading his fingers into your hair.

“Open,” he tapped at your lips with the head of his cock.

He didn’t even really have to say it. Eagerly, you opened your mouth and took in as much as you could. Hearing his small sounds of enjoyment only started making you wet again and as soon as Kyo felt like he had enough of your saliva, he pulled back. He knelt on the floor again before pulling you half off the couch. With his hands supporting your ass and your legs over both his shoulders, he pressed into you again. Another wicked grin stretched across his face as he watched you moan from just the tip of him. Reaching up to touch your own nipples, you lock eyes with your lover before he slams you down to the base of him.

“Holy fuck!” your moans are slowly growing into yelling. “Oh my god, yes Kyo!”

“Such a good whore for me,” he was panting as he hammered into you. “Taking everything I give you.” 

“More,” Even half numb and three orgasms in, you still found the strength to ask him for more.

“Ha!” he laughed as he watched your eyes roll back in your head again. Your walls fluttered and clenched around him as he kept slamming into you through your own orgasm. Nearly boneless, he was still fucking you ruthlessly. As your moans turned incoherent, he slowed and pulled out of you. Your weak whine was met with another chuckle from the blond. “I’m still not done with you yet.”

Strong hands pulled you down onto the floor with him and you pulled a throw pillow along with you. Shoving it under your cheek, you lifted your ass into the air and looked back at Kyojuro. You barely had time to wave your ass at him before he was on you again. It wasn’t hard to tell that this was his favourite way to have you and he wasted no time in stuffing his cock back into your used hole. The force of his thrusts knocked the air from your lungs and moved the two of you up the carpet. It burned your palms and knees but at least the pillow saved your face. Pain mixed with the feeling of Kyojuro chasing his own orgasm and you couldn’t help but weakly come below him again. With a cruel laugh, Kyojuro’s pace slowed as he reached for something. 

“You’re not done yet,” he tutted before you heard the buzz of what he’d turned on.

“You’re trying to get me to-ahhhhh oh my god,” your thought was cut off by the vibrator he pressed against your clit. “Holy fucking shit Kyo.”

“I’m not stopping until I get one more from you,” he grunted as he picked up the pace again.

It took Kyojuro all of five more minutes until he had you spasming on the floor, your mouth open but no sound coming out. For a moment it was like you couldn’t even see. The blond kept fucking into you but he let the vibrator go, slamming into you and chasing his own high. A few minutes later and he pulled out of you completely. Before he could even say it, you were waiting for him with your mouth open and you easily swallowed his cum. Sitting back, the man looked around the living room and chuckled to himself. You two had certainly made a mess.

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