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Sassy Sun? Sassy Sun.

[yootaesowlwrites]

Request by: Mi1234ll

Request: B4 and b27 with Carlos?

Prompts: B4*- “Grab The Headboard For Me, Will Ya?” & B27*- “Don’t Be Gentle.”

A/N: I’m sorry, but there isn’t a detailed sex scene this time, .

Warnings: Cocky!Carlos, One night stand, explicit language, Pre-Covid-19, drinking, public touching, nude, getting eaten out, face sitting, cum swallowing, handjob, safe sex mentioned.

Word Count: 2.5K

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It was a night for celebrations when Carlos had got back home after getting his first podium with McLaren, as soon as they were back home they went to a club to celebrate with the team, once they arrived the place was already packed with music blaring through the speakers as sweaty bodies danced to the beat, or tried, they made their way towards the bar and ordered some shots for every, (Y/n) sat on the other end of the bar watching her friends dance with people they had met earlier, she had once again lost out and hadn’t found anybody that piqued her interest, she stirred the cosmopolitan before taking a sip from the drink, her eyes moved away from the dance floor to stare at her drink, Carlos picked up his shot glass and tossed his head back as he tossed the drink down his throat, he lowers the glass and cheered with his friends before h looked around the bar, his eyes fall on (Y/n) as she sat by herself looking almost miserable, he quickly excused himself from his friends and made his way towards her.

“Hello,” Carlos says as he comes to a stop behind her, (Y/n) takes in a deep breath as yet another guy greeted her, she turns to look at the person and send him on his way only for her words to get caught in her throat, her eyes moved over his face as she took in his dark brown eyes. “Can I buy you a drink or at least pay for the one you’re currently drinking?” He took a seat in the empty chair next to her.

“Well, we have a tab open, I doubt you’d want to pay for everyone’s drink.” (Y/n) says as she felt heat run up her veins.

“We?” Carlos questions as his brows furrowed. “As in you and your…?” He trails off, hoping she would tell him that she was single.

“Friends.” (Y/n) finishes his sentence.

“You and your friends,” Carlos says as he nods his head, but he still didn’t know if she was available or not.

“Yes, although they have abandoned me.” (Y/n) says as she glanced towards the dance floor, her friends still clung to the people as they tried to dance, (Y/n) looks back at Carlos. “I’m (Y/n).” She extended her arm towards her.

“Nice to meet you, (Y/n),” Carlos says as he took hold of her hand. “Carlos.” He could feel her soft delicate skin underneath his touch.

“So, what brings you here, Carlos?” (Y/n) ask as she releases his hand and placed it on her lap.

“Celebration, and you, what brings you here?” Carlos asks.

“A night out to let loose.” (Y/n) says, it was a month thing for (Y/n) and her friends, they would go to the club and hoped they would have a fun night, Carlos glanced towards the dance floor, unsure who her friends were.

“Well, it looks like you’re not having any fun,” Carlos says as he returns his gaze to her, the lights flickered around them, the lights creating a slight illumination on her.

“Nobody’s caught my interest.” (Y/n) says. “Yet.” Her eyes fall from his face to his chest before moving lower, she could see the outline of his body through the white t-shirt he wore, he moved closer to her and placed his hand on her knee, watching her reactions carefully.

“No?” Carlos says. “Have I not caught your eye?” He made sure she didn’t tense as his hand moved higher up her exposed thigh, he didn’t want to pressure a woman he had just met into something she didn’t want to do, but she has yet to make a move to remove his hand from her thigh.

“You are quite good looking, but I’m not convinced that you’re what I’m looking for.” (Y/n) says causing Carlos to chuckle, he started to trace circular patterns on her inner thigh.

“Then let me convince you that I am what you are looking for,” Carlos says, she could feel her body tingling with excitement as she felt his hand on her inner thigh, heat pooled between her legs.

“If you think you’re worthy, I will give you a minute to convince me.”

An hour had barely passed when (Y/n) and Carlos stumbled into a nearby hotel, quickly checking into a room for the night before making their way towards the elevator, once the doors shut with them inside, Carlos pressed her up against the mirror walls as his lips brush against her, her lips felt soft against his lips as the kiss deepens, they barely realized the doors had opened on their floor as the kiss became rougher.

“Mhm.” (Y/n) tries to speak against his lips as she saw the floor number, they break the kiss and quickly step out of the elevator and make their way down the hallway towards the room, Carlos quickly unlocked the door and stepped aside to allow (Y/n) to enter first, his eyes fall to her ass as she walked past him entering the room, he followed her inside and placed the ‘Do not disturb’ sign on the door before shutting the door, the room appeared to luxurious, but they barely noticed the expensive things as they rushed towards the nearest bedroom, she quickly removed her heels as he discarded his shoes and socks before closing the space between them, his hands gripper her hips as he pulled her body against his, she placed her hands on either side of his face before pulling him in for another kiss, his hands moved to the back of her dress and quickly found the zipper, his fingers fumbled with it for a few seconds before he pulled it open, he tugs at the dress before it felt to the floor and pooled around her feet, she steps out from the dress and felt the cool air from the room surround her casing her to shiver from the cold.

Carlos’s hands moved down to her thing, the only thing still clinging to her skin as she had decided against a bra for the night, they break the kiss as their lungs became to feel the effects from the lack of hair, (Y/n) took in a deep breath as her lungs felt on fire while Carlos’s fingers curled around her thong while peppering kisses down her jawline, he tugged the thong down before releasing it to fall to the ground, she steps away from the thin fabric and took hold of his hand and started leading him to the bed.

“I wanna taste you.” Carlos suddenly says, his words taking her by surprise. “Eat you out.” She looks back at him as her eyes darken with lust.

“Soon.” (Y/n) says, she wasn’t used to men willingly wanting to eat her out, they usually used their fingers before deciding it was time for the deed, Carlos tugged at her arm, pulling her against him, his free hand moved between her legs and felt the warmth coming from her as the heat stepped through her folds.

“Soon?” Carlos questioned, her eyes closed halfway as she felt his fingers ghostly brushing over her folds. “You feel ready now.”

“You caused that at the club when you kept teasing me.” (Y/n) says as she releases his hand. “But if you’re that eager to taste me, we can skip the touching, and you can dive right in, I’m already so damn wet for you.” She moves to sit on the bed only for him to stop her.

“Oh, no, I want you to sit on my face while I eat you out.” A devious smile tugged at the corner of her lips, it would be her first time sitting on top of somebody’s face.

“Well, I’m not gonna turn that down.” (Y/n) says as her fingers curl around his white t-shirt. “But we should remove this, I wouldn’t want to make it dirty.” She begins lifting his shirt, her knuckles brushing against his warm skin, the ghostly touch sending shivers up his spine and he was left to imagine how it would feel once her hands wrapped around his growing cock, he lifts his arms letting her remove the shirt, she tosses it aside while stepping away from the bed, he quickly climbed on then ed and moved to the middle of it, she quickly joined him on the bed.

“Ready?” Carlos asks, she carefully climbs on top of him and his arms wrapped around her thighs, his hands digging into the skin on her inner thigh, her moist pussy hovered above his face. “Why don’t you grab the headboard for me, won’t ya?” (Y/n) placed her hands on the hard wooden headboard, tightening her grip on it as she waited for him to begin, she could feel his breath blowing against her warm wet pussy, causing her to shudder in excitement while a knot slowly formed inside her. “You’re so wet.” She barely had time to respond when she felt his tongue move between her folds.

“OH!” (Y/n) gasps snarly at the sudden foreign contact, his tongue flicked over her clit and a shock wave of pleasure ran up her spine as her fingers gripped the headboard tighter, the pleasurable feeling of his tongue moving between her folds and licking her clit almost sent her over the edge, it was something she had yet to experience. “Oh, oh, right there!” She could feel his hands on her inner thigh tightening, his lips wrap around her sensitive nub. “OH, MHM!” As he sucked at her clit, her insides were set ablaze from the pleasure, her mind fogged up as nothing else mattered but the pleasure he was causing her, she could feel the knot inside her tightening as the pleasure became more, the once cold air that surrounded them now felt hot and thick, the cream satin sheets on the bed stuck to her legs as a thin layer of sweat formed on her skin. “SKSK!” His lips moved away from her clit and his tongue moved towards her slit before moving back to her clit, she throws her head back in pleasure as her breathing became hard, deep and rapid, the sounds of her breathing and Carlos eating her out filled the room, the sinful sounds seeming to motivate him, his tongue circled around her slit before he died his tongue inside her.

“OH, GO- CARLOS!” (Y/n) screamed as the immense pleasure running through her, she could feel her clit twitch with pleasure as her toes curl in pleasure while her grip on the headboard became tighter. “CAR- OH- CARLOS!” His tongue darted in and other slit causing the tension to tighten inside her, her skin felt ablaze as her eyes rolled to the back of her head before her eyelids fell close. “I’m- oh, oh- close.” She breathes out, he flattens hit gone against her pussy and licked a stride towards her clit before flicking his tongue back and forth over her clit, her muscles tightened and Carlos could feel how close she was.

“Mhm.” Carlos hums, the vibrations travelled through her body, sending her towards her edge.

“Oh, oh, oh.” (Y/n) moans out as her mind became clouded with pleasure, her body quivered with pleasure and the tension continued to build up inside her, it continued to build until it broke and pleasure washed over her body, fireworks seemed to go off behind her eyelids as Carlos’s tongue moved back to her slit and lapped at her slit as she released against his mouth, his tongue darting around as he lapped everything up, not wanting to miss a drop, she lowers her head as her toes uncurl, her grip on the headboard loosens as her eyes slowly open, she takes in a deep breath and felt his grip on her thighs loosening, she climbs off from him and saw his chin covered with her wetness, her eyes move down his toned torso before stopping at his jeans and stared at the bulge in his jeans, her hands reached for his jeans, one hand unbutton them and the other one unzipping them, she scoots lower and begins to tug them down, he lifts his hip for the bed allowing her to easily remove them.

“You tasted so good,” Carlos says as his jeans reached his ankles, she quickly pulls them over his feet and dropped it to the ground before she placed her hands on his legs, she slowly slides her hand up towards his underwear, the touch leaving a burning trail behind on his skin, her fingers curl around the fabric and she carefully pulled it down, his hard cock standing tall as she pulled his underwear down, her eyes stared at his length while quickly pulling the fabric down his legs and quickly discarding it. “Like what you see?” She quickly moved closer to his cock, her hand gently wraps around the base of his cock and twisted her hand around as she moved her hand upwards, he closes his eyes and focused on the pleasure her hands were causing him, as her hand moved upwards his pre-cum dripped from the tip, she licks her lips as she watches it slowly roll down his length before stopping against her hand, she slides her thumb over the tip, coating her thumb with his pre-cum before spreading it over his cock. “Mhm.” Her hand twists around his cock as her hand moved down his length, her other hand reached for his balls and softly took them in her hands. “Oh.” Her hand carefully played with his balls while her other hand moved up and down his length, brushing her thumb over his tip each time she reached the top of his cock. “Your hands feel so good.” She could see his muscles stiffening as he was getting closer to his release, each stroke over his balls and cock felt incredible to him and edged him closer to his high, he couldn’t describe the pleasure he felt from just her hands. “I need to be inside you, now.”

“You’ve got a condom, right?” (Y/n) asks as she continued to stroke him, she wasn’t going to let him near her unless he had protection.

“Yes, in the pocket of my jeans,” Carlos answered, she unwraps her hand from his length and her other hand released his balls, she climbs off the bed and picks his jeans up, she reached into his pocket and pulled out a silver packet, she hands it to him as she dropped the jeans back down to the floor, he tore the packet open as he moved to sit on the edge of the bed, he took out the protection from the packet while she stepped closer to him, he dropped the empty silver packet to the floor and rolled the condom over his cock, once he secured the condom he reached for hips, his fingers digging into her skin as he pulled her closer to him, she placed her hands on his shoulders before he laid back down on the bed, she could feel his length brushing against the inside of her thigh.

“Remember, don’t be gentle.” (Y/n) purrs into his ear.

[random-mha-thoughts]

Chocolate (Bakugou x Reader)

Pairing: Bakugou x Reader

Genre: Fluff?? Crack?? Failed comedy??

Summary: Bakugou and you are having a little spat over something he did.  How will he try to fix it and what did he even do wrong?

Word count: 1,649

Tags:  @yuki-osaki @liviitehe @iamsoftsodonttoucheume-blog @bunnythepipsqueak

a/n: This is kind of crackheadery.  Cringe but fun crackheadery that was fun to write.  I’m not expecting a good reception to this, but it was something I just had to write and I wanted to try something different.

Reader is just a bit bratty and aggressive, but I attribute that to the quirk I assigned to them.  Lord Explosion boy + fiery s/o is very explosive I’d say, just see how two storms weather each other out.

"Hey (L/n), are you okay?" Mina slowly inches to the other side of her seat.

"Just fine, why do you ask?" I respond calmly, approaching my desk and sitting down.

She looks me up and down.  "Well, for one thing, everyone on our floor heard you kick Bakugou out of your room last night.  And for another thing," she points at my left hand, "You're doing that."

She's referring to me clenching and relaxing my hand gripper.  "Just need a little morning warm up," I shrug.  "And a stress ball isn't doing it for me this morning."  Usually I do this to warm up my Strength quirk in the morning.  By default, I can generate enough strength needed to pick something up, but when it comes to using my quirk to attack on my own, I need to warm up, which is why I always carry around grips or stress balls and I'm always exercising when I'm sitting.

The girl next to me shrinks back a little.  "Whatever you say."

Kirishima and Bakugou walk in.  At the sight of the blond haired boy, I quicken the tempo of my grips and clench my teeth together.  He takes his seat near the front of the room and Kiri rounds over to us.  "What's up guys?" he chirps, baring his shark-teeth in a grin before spotting my hand.  "I guess you guys really are having a fight."

I scoff.  "There's no fight, I don't know what you're talking about."

Kirishima and Mina exchange glances.  "Okay," he brushes it off, not wanting to press the issue.  "Are you excited for the exam results to come out?"

I lean back in my seat.  "Pretty sure I did well, I'm not too worried.  As long as I got an upper-middle score."

"I might've actually bombed," Mina whines, throwing her body on the desk with her arms spread out.  "Even after Yaomomo's help."

"You did fine, I'm sure of it!" Kirishima gives her an assuring thumbs up.  "And even if you didn't do that well, you just have to try harder next time!"

"Easy for you guys to say."

I shrug, "Just pray you're not dead last like Denki was the first term."

Both of them laugh at my quip.  I can feel Bakugou's glare boring into the back of my head, but I don't bother turning around.  I'm not in any mood to deal with him right now.

Aizawa finally slinks into the classroom wrapped in his yellow sleeping bag to start lessons for the day and I catch the other boy's eye by accident.  When I do, he smirks at me before turning around properly in his seat.

Did that bastard just-  I'm about to stand up and give him a piece of my mind when Kirishima restrains me, needing to partially use his quirk.  "Easy, easy, you can take care of him later," he whispers so Aizawa won't notice.

I growl low in my throat before relaxing and letting Kiri go back to his seat.

"You should really try controlling your anger, (Y/n), you're no better than him if you keep that up," she reprimands me, but I still see her shaking in fear.

I want to chuckle.  Sometimes, I question who our friends might be more scared of, me or him.

.

At lunch, we're all sitting at our table.  I made a point to sit in the middle surrounded by everyone else to keep all the spaces around me locked from Bakugou.

Before the spiky-haired boy sat down at our table, Denki (stupidly) asks, "So what are you and Bakugou even fighting about?  You looked like you were really gonna thrash him yesterday-"

Sero quickly tapes his mouth shut and continues eating like nothing happened.

"Guys it's fine, really.  I'm totally over it, it's not a big deal," I wave them off.

They all stare at each other then back at me blankly.    "(Y/n), I don't know how to say this, but it looks like you're about to snap that thing in half," Kirishima gathers the courage to respond.

He's referring to the resistance ring I'm squeezing to work out my chest muscles, taking a break every set to take a bite of food.  "Just practicing for the practical exam," I dismiss it nonchalantly.

They all look at each other worriedly.

I sigh, putting the band down to eat properly.  "If you're all that curious, he's betrayed my trust in the absolute worst way."

Mina leans forward in her seat.  "Did he cheat on you?!"

"Did he hit you?" Kirishima quips.

"Did he expose one of your biggest secrets?!" Denki cries melodramatically, and Sero smacks the poor boy.

"No, someone's just blowing something out of proportion," Bakugou perks up from the end of the table, casually eating his lunch with a smug look I want to wipe off with my fist.

My eye visibly twitches.  "Y'all hear something?"

Sero grabs his food and slowly starts retreating from the table.  "I think you guys should settle things.  I'm just gonna be over there while you do it."  With that he scurries away to the farthest table.  The rest of the group follows, leaving me alone with this devil.

Some friends I have, I want to growl.  The truth is they all probably love seeing the world burn, just at a safe distance.

I choose to ignore the idiot who's slowly slinking his way over to me.  As soon as he's directly across from me, he rests an arm on the table and perches his head on it, a smirk playing on his lips.

After a few moments of silence, I snap, "What makes you think you can be anywhere near me right now?"

"You haven't moved away yet, have you?" he responds a little too casually for the situation he's in.  It makes my skin crawl and my blood boil.

"No, because I'm waiting for you to say something stupid so I can bash your head in," I shoot back, my hand clenching around my chopsticks.

"Tell me more, babe, I love it when you talk to sweetly to me," he coos.

I can't take it anymore.  I stand up and bang my hands on the table, smashing it into pieces because of my unleashed quirk.  I don't care if everyone's watching, I bore my eyes into his, crimson staring back at me matching the rage in my veins.  "I trusted you with that information, and you went behind my back!"

"Come on, babe, you're overreacting-"

I grab his shirt collar.  "I. Trusted. You.  And you at that entire bag of Skittles!"

The boy knocks his head back and guffaws.  "It's not that big of a deal."

I throw him back into his chair and he falls on the floor.  "You know I was saving that huge bag for after exams!"

He rubs the back of his neck to ease some of the pain.  "You honestly have such weird stress-relieving rituals."

"You don't even like Skittles!" I continue on my rampage.  "You like Red Hots or that stupid Vero Mango crap!"

"Don't insult my candy preferences!" he roars back, tiny explosions forming in his hands as he jumps to his feet.

"I was gonna sit and relax with that industrial sized pack!  I even skipped dinner so I can eat it!"  I get up in his face.  "But no, I had to go to bed hungry because you had to be an ass!"

Bakugou rolls his eyes.  "Babe-"

"Don't 'babe' me!  I want an apology and a replacement bag!" I cross my arms over my chest and turn around.

I hear him sigh behind me and some rustling.  "Babe, turn around.  I have something for you."

Wanting to be stubborn, but still curious, I follow his orders before my eyes widen into saucers.  He's holding an industrial sized bag of assorted Hershey's chocolate bites, and I unknowingly gape.

"I know for certain that you would rather have these than some stupid Skittles," Bakugou smirks.

I clear my throat and snatch the bag out of his hand, cradling it like a baby in my arms.  Now I'm ashamed for making a huge scene over nothing, the heat pooling in my cheeks and ears.  "Y-You're forgiven.  Maybe," I mutter, scurrying out of the room to escape everyone's glares.

I hear Bakugou's bellowing laughter behind me, "You better share those before I come steal them myself!"

"Not happening!" I yell behind my shoulder.  I have to admit, it was very sweet of him to get me something he knows I love more than Skittles.  I excitedly open the bag and start unwrapping one from its package.

His footsteps echo in the hall behind me as he catches up and grabs my shoulder to turn me around.  Without breaking eye contact with me, he takes the unwrapped piece from my hands.  "I think I deserve the first bite for being such a good boyfriend.  Putting up with your antics and letting you push me around," he teases with another crooked smile.

I frown at him, but I know I owe him that much.  "Fine, I'm sorr-"

His arm pulls me by the waist, the chocolate piece sticking out of his mouth and his eyebrows raised.  "I'll be nice and share it with you."

A blush spreads across my cheeks and I slowly inch to bite it from his mouth, trying to avoid looking into his smug eyes.  When I bite it off, he holds the back of my head and presses a sweet kiss to my lips before letting me go.  "That should be the sweetest bite you'll ever take," he whispers.

"S-Shut up," I mutter, squirming out of his grasp.  "And you can have more, if you want."

He chuckles and presses another kiss to my forehead.  "As long as you feed them to me the same way I did for you."