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honeesucker · 1 year ago

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Five -

Pairing: ProHero!DynaMight | Katsuki Bakugo x Puppygirl!Reader

Word count: 6,774

Series Content Warnings: Graphic Depictions of Past Abuse & Trauma Response | Profuse Usage of Pet Names / All-around Softness | Bakugo Experienced Work-Related Trauma (causing near deafness, being put on leave from the agency, PTSD) | Eventual smut™ (will be tagged in individual chapters - to include but not limited to KiriBaku, HybridxHybrid, Hybrid heat trope, sex toy usage).

Chapter Content Warnings: KiriBaku smut - Kirishima in a more Dominant role, Bakugo has big feelings and there’s a lot of softness, useage of a safe word.

*Not proofread.

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“Ready!”

Bakugo was frozen on the inside, would be frozen on the spot if the Director didn’t clear her throat, smiling knowingly at him and then down at you. “Be good for Mr. Bakugo, Puppy... don’t forget your check-in with Hana next week, okay?”

“Okay!” You said again, your voice a cheery octave higher than normal... if you were nervous, you weren’t showing it. Your floppy little ears bounced as you walked hand in hand with Bakugo back to Kirishima’s waiting car, your fluffy tail swishing behind you quicker as you noticed him. “Red!”

“Heya Pup,” Kirishima greeted, stepping out of the car and walking around to open the trunk where your bag was loaded, Bakugo opening the back door for you. “Ready to head home?”

Home. You didn’t know why that word struck you so suddenly, your tail stopping its movement as you looked up at Kirishima and Bakugo... you nodded.

“It’s gonna be okay, Pup,” Kirishima comforted you, a large hand on your shoulder with a gentle pat as he helped you into the car. “Being nervous and getting used to something new can be scary, but you like Bakugo, right?” You nodded... “and you know me and TetsuTetsu are close by, too, and you’ll still have everyone here at the facility to support you.” You just nodded, giving a small, tight smile as you slip into the back seat, Kirishima helping to buckle you in as he and Bakugo get into the front seat. Kirishima smiles at you in the rearview, watching your stick your face out of the window as the wind whips through your hair and cools your face as he drives away. Bakugo watches the way your eyes close in the sideview mirror, a soft look on his face as he sees the way your nose twitches as you sniff and look around the fresh, new scents of the rural area you’re driving through, and then the scents and sounds of the city as you get closer to his apartment. “We’re here!” Kirishima finally says, pulling up to the front of Bakugo’s building, giving Bakugo a quick look that he answers by shaking his head. Kirishima just smiles and pops the trunk as Bakugo opens your door, Kirishima bidding you a quick goodbye and promising to stop by with TetsuTetsu soon after you’re settled in, Bakugo reaching out his hand to take yours again, finding out from earlier it’s something that makes you feel more secure when you’re nervous.

You happily take his hand, his other occupied by your bag of items as he leads you through the doors into the lobby of his building. It’s high-security, sleek, modern, dark marble and low lighting... the peak of single Hero luxury... he couldn’t help but wonder if you liked it or not.

You took the elevator up to the top of the high-rise, Bakugo having an entire half-floor to himself that allowed for as much space and luxury amenities someone like him could need. He entered his door pin, opening the door with a melodic chime as he ushered you inside, slipping his sneakers off as he smiled softly, watching you slip out of your shoes, too. Bakugo gave you a soft, encouraging smile with a motion to continue in... your eyes wide as you slowly walked around his space. A wide-open space with large balcony windows... it looks like there was a cozy space for you to relax outside if you wanted to... the mixture of sleek modern and traditional Japanese motifs was something you had never seen before, but it fit together well. You walked up, slowly touching the shoji wall you had never encountered before, the soft padding sound of your feet as you walked across the sleek, dark laminate flooring.

“Want to go see your room?” Bakugo asked softly, and you turned with a slight smile on your face and nodded, opting to follow behind him quietly as he leads you to his cleaned out office... the spare room was similar in style to the rest of the house, a mixture of sleek modern and traditional, everything was cleared out, and the pull-out bed was setup with soft, freshly washed bedding. “I was thinking tomorrow we can go shopping and pick out some things you need, and you can choose things to decorate and make the space more comfortable for you, too... if you want...” Bakugo’s voice trailed off softly as he looked down at you, and you only nodded, a happy smile on your face as you looked up at him.

“T-That sounds wonderful, thank you... I can... I can clean, or help somehow to pay you back-” Bakugo cut you off immediately.

“No,” he said sternly, but with a soft undertone. “This isn’t something you need to pay me back for, this is me welcoming you into this house, and wanting to give you the right to your own space... no strings attached...” he watched as you marinated on his words before he offered... “want some dinner, Pup?”

You couldn’t help the way you perked up at the idea of food, and Bakugo noticed. He smiled, allowing you a moment to settle with your things and saying you can join him in the kitchen when you’re done. You nodded, pulling out the little bit of clothing and the comfort blanket you’ve had since you were a wee little toddler, setting it up on the bed to put your smell there against the mild, fresh scent of the detergent. You took your folded clothes and set them on one of the empty shelves... you wandered out, the enticing scent of aromatics bringing you closer to the kitchen. Bakugo had already caught you peeking out of your room, opting to not startle you as you decided to come closer and observe him, until you were right beside him and he glanced down at you.

“Do you have any type of food you like, or dislike?” Bakugo asked, and your nose scrunched up.

“Don’t like fish... or seafood... any type, blegh...” Bakugo couldn’t help but shake his head at the little disgusted face you pulled, but nodded, noting that he’d make you something else on the days he opted for a seafood dish. “Everything else okay, spicy is good...” Bakugo puffed up with pride at that last statement, happy he didn’t have to totally give up on his favorite flavor profiles.

“Spicy it is, you want to try some Mapo Tofu (*麻婆豆腐)?” Bakugo asked, arching a brow as he glanced back down at you.

“Never had, but smells good... sure!” You said, and Bakugo couldn’t help but melt over the way your fluffy tail wagged slowly behind you as you watched him chop, slice and stir everything.

“You want to help, hm?” Bakugo asked and you looked up at him with big eyes, wide with excitement.

You nodded excitedly, almost bouncing on the balls of your feet. “R-Really? Yes, please!” Bakugo reached back with a leg, almost effortlessly as he scooted a stool closer for you to stand on, handing you a long handled wooden spoon. “Stir this slowly, keep the sauce moving... we don’t want it to burn, okay?” You couldn’t hold back your excitement as you nodded again, your eyes laser-focused on the simmering sauce as you made a slow, circular stirring motion, watching each time a bit of the sauce stuck to the bottom and you had to scrape and stir some more. Bakugo admired the way you fearlessly went into doing something new... and if you enjoyed cooking this much, he would welcome you into his kitchen and show you everything.

Bakugo was cubing the tofu and watching over you as he felt a nervous, but happy energy bubbling in his stomach... he was happy with how easy you both fell into a little routine in the kitchen, finding common ground to get comfortable together with each other in a new situation. You helped Bakugo with the rest of the dish, him opting to do all the knifework, promising he would get you some practice knives that wouldn’t cut you for you to practice with him later. You both plated your food, and walked over to the living room, him on the couch as you opted to sit, kneeling in front of the coffee table as your nose sniffed at the delicious food, the aroma settling into you as you relaxed.

Bakugo clicked on the television, and glanced down at you, taking a tiny lick of the spicy sauce. “Have any favorite things you like to watch, Pup? A movie or a type of show?” He watched as you thought for a moment, before shrugging.

“I never watched movies or tv much... TetsuTetsu would drag me along to movie nights but I always fell asleep... uhm, the last movie we watched I remember looking nice, and wanted to finish it but I was too sleepy.”

“What movie, Pup?” Bakugo noticed the change in your demeanor, now a little reserved as you thought back to that memory.

“It was called A Whisker Away and although it’s about cats, it looked really nice – can we watch that?” You glanced up at him, afraid he’d laugh at you or say no.

“’Course we can, Pup, let’s put it on...” Bakugo just ignored your nerves, guessing that calling you out on them would only make you retreat inside yourself more... he couldn’t help but notice the way you relaxed when he said yes, taking a spoonful of your food and savoring the flavor in your mouth as you glanced up at the screen with bright, excited eyes. You had both quickly finished your food, you curling up near Bakugo’s feet with your knees brought up to your chest as he stayed on the couch, occasionally glancing down at you to make sure you were okay and before long he noticed you falling asleep... he wanted until you had been asleep for a solid ten minutes before he turned off the movie, and gently picked you up, bringing you to your room and tucking you in. He pulled the covers up toward your chest, and placed the blanket he found on top of the bedding, assuming it was something special to you, right up to your face where you could easily grab it if you needed it for comfort.

Bakugo left the door cracked just in case that made you feel too confined and went to his room, changing into his pajamas before snuggling into his own bed, feeling anxious, but equally happy that this day finally came, and the first few hours of it weren’t awkward or difficult.

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You awoke while it was still dark in the apartment, still dark outside, as you panicked for a moment, forgetting where you were as you held your comfort blanket close to you... your comfort blanket? It was put right in front of your face, and now that you thought about it you don’t remember how you got into bed... you sat up, looking around before the sensation of needing the bathroom hit. You climbed out of bed and padded softly to the room next to yours, peeking inside to see Bakugo sleeping peacefully in the dim lighting from his glowing computer screensaver. You quietly backed away, opting for the next door that did turn out to be the bathroom. You used it, and finally after washing your hands stood in front of the sink, staring at yourself in the mirror, splashing water on your face as you looked up, realizing you didn’t put the ear cream on before bed... you actually found it sitting on the counter with your pills as well as a little direction paper written by the hybrid doctor from the facility. You took two tiny pea-sized amounts and rubbed them around the base of your ears, still wincing from the small amount of residual pain as your skin slowly healed itself, little peach fuzz fur popping back where the rubber bands had stripped the hair.

“You okay, Pup?” Bakugo’s deep, sleepy voice startled you and you dropped the tube of cream as you shrieked softly, looking up at him as he knocked softly and then peeked around the open door.

You just nodded, grabbing the dropped tube and putting the cap back on as you looked up at him, smiling sheepishly. “I forgot my ear cream before bed,” you said, and Bakugo just nodded, smiling down at you with half-open eyes.

“M’sorry I forgot to remind you myself, but you seemed to really need your sleep.” Bakugo answered, opening the door all the way. “You sleeping okay?” He asked.

You nodded, opting to leave the bathroom as he followed you back to your room. “I was worried when I woke up, I forgot where I was, but, I’m okay.” You said softly, and Bakugo just nodded, the placid look on his face not giving away the screaming cheers he was having on the inside of his mind.

“When we wake back up at a normal time, want to finish that movie of yours?” Bakugo asked and you jumped up in excitement.

“Yes, please! I fell asleep again...” You grumbled softly as you crawled back into bed, pulling the covers up nearly above your head.

“S’okay, Pup, we can keep re-watching it until we finish it... I’ll see you in a few, yeah?” Bakugo added softly, and you smiled sleepily, a slow nod to your head as you sunk back against the pillow. Bakugo couldn’t help the small sigh of happiness he let out as he watched you sink into comfort. He turned your light back off, leaving the door cracked as he went back into his room, falling asleep with a lighter heart after the interaction.

Upon waking Bakugo felt off... or something felt off as she went to stretch his tired, aching body when he suddenly made contact with something warm, and soft and fluffy? He froze for a moment before he opened his eyes, adjusting to the dim lighting as he looked down and saw you curled up in bed with him, an arm draped over him as you snuggled into his side with your cold little nose pressed into his skin below his armpit. Bakugo didn’t know what to do, between his anxiety and quick-beating heart at this development, and not wanting to startle you, or wake you up, or just move you from this absolutely heart-shattering cute position he found himself fawning over... Bakugo didn’t dare move, at the very least until he heard a soft little noise as you stirred beside him and soon he found himself looking into your eyes. “Heya, Pup...” Bakugo said softly, wanting to tread carefully here. “What’cha doing all snuggled up with me, hm? Was the new room to empty?”

You gave a soft yawn, stretching your limbs out, but keeping the one arm over him as you shook your head slowly. “No, you were crying in your sleep...” you said, a cautious tone to your voice as you continued. “I couldn’t wake you up, and petting you didn’t make it stop like TetsuTetsu used to do to me... but when I applied pressure you calmed down, so I did that for a while and I must’ve fallen asleep, m’sorry...” Bakugo froze... he didn’t realize he was still having nightmares like that, his neighbors hadn’t left any passive aggressive notes about the screaming in the middle of the night in over a month, but apparently he was loud enough to wake you. Bakugo was stunned to silence for a moment before he just smiled down at you, patting your head and gently ruffling your hair with a soft scritch behind your ears.

“Don’t be sorry,” he said softly, yawning and closing his eyes as he pulled you to his side, his arm caging you in. “I appreciate it, Pup, you did a good job protecting me, huh?”

The blush and small puff to your chest didn’t go unnoticed by Bakugo... he’s slowly learning you enjoy praise and being told something you did was the right thing to do... he’d have to make sure he said his praise out loud when you did something good to reinforce that for you. It didn’t take long again for you both to fall asleep side by side, snuggled up and each with your own little smile.

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When Bakugo woke up and you weren’t there, he didn’t immediately panic... but when he heard zero noises coming from anywhere in the apartment, he got worried. He quickly got up, making sure you just weren’t on another side of his bed. He walked softly across the hallway to peek into your room and found the bed made and you not in it... he didn’t find you in the kitchen or the living room and the moment almost crossed into panic attack territory, he was going to call Kirishima in .05 seconds when he saw a glint out on the balcony... the sun catching in the silky reflection off your fur in such a way it almost sparkled... you were stretched out on a lounge chair just sunbathing as he walked over, admiring you as he slowly opened the door.

“Mornin’ Pup,” he said, his voice deeper with sleep still. “Do you drink coffee, or tea? Want something?”

“Mmm...” Your little groan made his heartbeat skip a bit, cute as you stretched out your sun-warmed legs and looked up at him from where you rested your head on your arms. “Tea would be really nice...” Your voice was soft, shy, almost afraid to ask for anything but he just smiled and nodded, telling you to head in in five minutes and it should be done. When the time came Bakugo had just poured the hot water over the tea leaves, steeping them and handing the warmed cup off to you carefully. He walked with you slowly to the living room where you both sipped your hot tea, him opting to turn that movie back on for you, and enjoying the way you curled up at his feet... he worried you felt like you couldn’t sit on the couch, but the way you snuggled against his legs, and after he offered you a spot up there, you told him it was sometimes nice to just hunker down on the floor. He didn’t argue, and he enjoyed the way you leaned on him, sipping your tea with your eyes glued to the screen. Finally, as the credits rolled you looked back up at him, your head upside down. “Wow! It was so good!”

Bakugo nodded, having liked the film. “It was really cute, glad you chose that one.” You got a proud look on your face and leant back against him, still glancing up at him.

“What are we doing today?” You asked, a hint of excitement in your voice.

“Was thinking we could go shopping for you, feel up to that?” Bakugo asked, arching a brown down at you as a thoughtful look crossed your face.

“Ah, yes, but...” your words faded into a soft mumble.

“But what, Pup?” Bakugo pushed you a little.

“B...But I don’t feel like... I earned it, or d-deserve it...” You said quietly, looking down and away from him as your shoulders deflated.

Bakugo nudged you with his knee, making you look back up at him with how stern, but still kind, his voice was. “Hey,” he grumbled out. “You don’t have to earn anything like clothes, and things to make your space special... now if you ask for a $15,000.00 yen computer then we’re gonna have to talk about you doing some chores...” Bakugo mumbled, knowing damn well with all the money at his fingertips he would buy you anything you asked for without hesitation, damning the cost. “You are allowed to have things, especially if they’re offered as gifts... now we’re gonna go out with no limit, and you are going to choose things for your room that make you happy, got it?”

You took a moment to answer, a soft look on your face as you just nodded, finally relenting. “O-Okay, I...” you paused for a moment before continuing, looking back up at him. “Thank you, but...” Bakugo waited patiently for you to finish, giving you a reassuring look. “Can you make me a little list of chores anyway? It helps me feel like I’m at least earning something...”

“I can do that, Pup,” Bakugo said, nodding with a small smile as he gave you a pat on the head. “Now come on, let’s get going hm?” ˗ˋˏ ♡ ˎˊ˗

Bakugo watched with an amused look as you slowly made your way around the large department store, still occasionally looking back at him for his approval, which he always gave you, before you chose something and put it in the shopping cart, gently placing things upright and fitting them in like a game of Tetris as you kept your eyes scanning around... you had already shopped five full large bags of clothing, shoes, and toiletries that were in the trunk of the waiting hired car... now you both were wandering a department store for room accessories, and whatever else you’d want. Bakugo found it amusing you always chose a new soft plush toy, or a cute storybook each time you found a new one that caught your eye, and he wasn’t going to say no to you – hell, he had plenty of shelf space.

Bakugo noticed a pattern in what you desired most: soft, fluffy, comforting, neutral colors. Although there were a couple things you picked that leaned toward darker tones, and a couple things that were a baby blush pink... most of what you chose were more neutral earth tones. Bakugo couldn’t help but wonder if those tones naturally drew you in and calmed you down... he should bring up the idea of painting your room.

“Uhm,” your quiet little voice broke through his train of thought as he looked down at you, holding a slightly medium-sized box. “T-This is kind of expensive...”

“What’cha got there, Pup?” Bakugo asked, trying to look past the hands you had clasped around the box. You held the box up, and Bakugo noticed a $5,000.00 yen price tag... for a bubble machine. Bakugo arched a brow as he glanced back at you, your eyes looking big and hopeful as he thought he’d press the issue. “What’cha want with a bubble maker, Pup?”

“I like chasing them, and popping them... and I would only do it out on the balcony...” you said sweetly, pleading with your eyes as he sighed, rubbing the bridge of his nose, noticing the way you started to deflate before he relented.

“In the cart, Pup,” he said with a sigh, and a smile down at you as your tail wagged quickly the moment you got to put the box in the cart. Bakugo couldn’t help but feel a sense of pride at the fact you felt comfortable enough to ask for a splurge item, and soon enough you guys finished up at the store, you slowed down with grabbing things after the bubble machine, but Bakugo made sure to grab anything you lingered on but decided against in the cart when you weren’t looking. He couldn’t wait to see your face when you unpacked everything and found things you thought you didn’t get.

Bakugo opted to have an assistant from the agency drop all the stuff off back at his apartment, while you and him walked around downtown looking for a place to grab something to eat.

“You choose, Pup,” Bakugo said, glancing down at you as you held tightly onto his hand, almost leaning into his side as you looked up and around at everything, and everyone, you passed. “Anywhere that smells or looks good to you?” He watched as you scanned the area around you, eyes lingering on a family-style restaurant (*ファミレス). “Wanna go there?” Bakugo asked and you nodded, your nose sniffing at the air as you tugged on his hand toward the place, and he followed you, allowing you the chance to feel confident enough to lead you both somewhere. When you entered you were greeted and told to sit anywhere you pleased, and soon Bakugo saw your floppy little ears perk up at a particular sound, a sound he was familiar with, too... with a quick scan of the restaurant, Bakugo noticed Kirishima and TetsuTetsu seated in a corner booth, and soon the redhead saw Bakugo and waved them both over.

“Wow, hey Bakugo!” Kirishima greeted, then smiling down at you. “Hey Puppy, you guys out to dinner, hm?” You nodded, still holding onto Bakugo’s hand tightly, which didn’t go unnoticed by Kirishima as he gave Bakugo a mischievous smirk. TetsuTetsu was soon pulling you to the seat next to him, nearly pulling you into his lap as he waved a waiter over, getting you guys some drinks as well as starting an order of more food for everyone...you opting for some tempura vegetables, and a hamburger steak, and Gyūdon. Bakugo watched as TetsuTetsu kind of handled you roughly, but you had a soft smile on your face as you smiled up at him, letting him shove different pieces of food in your mouth as he talked on and on about what he and Kirishima did that day, with you distracted Kirishima took the moment to nudge Bakugo with a smirk.

“She seems to already be comfortable with you,” Kirishima smiled, an arch to his brow suggesting something else.

Bakugo scoffed, nudging the redhead back as he stole a piece of sushi off his plate. “Get that thought out of your head, Shitty Hair,” Bakugo grumbled, a noticeable redness to the tip of his ears. “She’s been really good the last 24 hours, I’m really surprised... we even went shopping today.” Bakugo took another piece of sushi from Kirishima’s plate as the additional food and drink arrived, Bakugo watching you carefully as TetsuTetsu helped you by putting your food closer to where you sat... a small smile on his face as he watched you two together.

“What else?” Kirishima asked, noticing Bakugo avoiding something.

Bakugo scowled, his signature look on his face as his brows pulled together, taking a sip of the saké Kirishima poured for him. “I guess I’m still having nightmare, just not waking up the neighbors...” Bakugo grumbled, looking away as he drank down the liquid in a smooth gulp. “She came in and tried to do deep pressure therapy in my sleep... I guess it helped.”

“Wow,” Kirishima breathed, a kind smile on his face as he patted Bakugo’s back. “She’s doing a good job already, huh?” Bakugo just nodded, not wanting to drag on this particular conversation as he took another drink, enjoying the food with Kirishima while keeping an eye on you out of the corner of his eye.

Soon enough two hours had passed with you all eating, and Bakugo and Kirishima drinking a little, although Kirishima had stopped an hour ago and stayed to mostly water since he’d be driving. He offered a ride to you both and you took it, he also paid for dinner despite Bakugo’s protests – your own cheeks heating up at the sight of how Kirishima shut Bakugo right up with a quick peck to his lips as he left the table and paid for everything... Bakugo left sitting there with a scowl and a deep red blush on his puffed cheeks.

“C’mon, Pup, let’s go home.” Bakugo said, standing and offering his hand to you as you took it, TetsuTetsu whining and snagging your other hand as you all walked to the front to meet Kirishima as he pulled the car around. Bakugo helped you get situated in the backseat as he sat up front with Kirishima, your eyes drifting to the way Kirishima’s hand kept on Bakugo’s thigh, before TetsuTetsu pulled you into a hug, snuggling you and rubbing his face all over yours while he babbled about how happy he was to see you, and how happy you seemed outside of the facility.

“’Shima, can we have a sleepover, huh?!” TetsuTetsu asked, looking up at his owner through the rearview mirror.

“That depends if Bakugo and Puppy want company, ‘Susu...” Kirishima replied, giving a squeeze to Bakugo’s thigh as the blonde sunk into his seek, mumbling out a, “Yeah, fine, whatever...” and looking out the window. TetsuTetsu cheered, saying how much fun you both would have watching movies, and decorating your new room. You just nodded along, snuggled into your friend’s side as you looked around the window, occasionally peeking over at Bakugo.

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Upon arriving back at your and Bakugo’s apartment, TetsuTetsu ran with you to your room, dragging you behind him as he gripped your wrist tightly... more excited to unpack your stuff than you seemed. Kirishima couldn’t hold back the soft laugh as his hybrid dragged you along, his energy never ceasing to surprise him... and soon Kirishima hooked an arm around Bakugo’s waist, pulling the blonde back to him as he kissed the nape of his neck. “You were a little bratty at dinner tonight, Katsuki...” Kirishima almost purred in his ear, the blonde melting into his arms as he sighed.

“M’sorry, was a long day...” Bakugo mumbled, despite having a wonderful day with you it was long, even longer after his fitful sleep, despite your help the second half of the night.

“You gonna make it up to me?” Kirishima asked, turning Bakugo in his arms to pull him to his body, the already hardening bulge in his pants pressing against Bakugo’s own semi-hard cock. “Gonna be good and show me how sorry you are?”

Bakugo looked toward your room, and then back up at Kirishima. “Gotta be quiet though, Red.”

Kirishima smirked down at him, pulling Bakugo’s bottom lip between his sharp teeth as he pulled gently, before releasing the flesh and kissing his lips softly. “Being quiet is up to you, you’re the one who makes such pretty noises for me...”

“Shut it, Red,” Bakugo growled out, opting to head to your room where they both witnessed a large mess of bags, torn containers, and items strewn about. “Hey Pup, you gonna be okay if we go to bed?”

You nodded, smiling as TetsuTetsu began organizing your books on your shelf. “Yeah, are we being too loud?” Bakugo shook his head, smiling at your care.

“Nah, you go ahead and put everything how you want it, just bag up all the trash you have, yeah?”

“Okay!” You replied, your tail wagging happily behind you as you turned back to unpacking the things in the third large bag you guys have ripped open. Bakugo smiled at the sight, happy to see you so comfortable, and happy that you were at ease with a friend nearby to keep you company.

Kirishima was pulling Bakugo back across the hallway, quietly shutting your door as he hooked his arm around the blonde’s waist, shutting his door behind them as he turned the blonde to face him grabbing his face in between his fingers, causing Bakugo’s cheeks and lips to squish as Kirishima looked down at him, leaning in to press a quick kiss to his lips as Bakugo hummed softly, before Kirishima smirked down at him. “Strip,” he said simply, moving to go and stand in front of Bakugo’s bed, taking off his own clothing... standing nude in the room as his well-defined muscles rippled across his body, his large cock semi-erect as he took a seat on Bakugo’s bed, Bakugo, who was slowly stripping and was just down to his black boxer briefs when Kirishima bent a finger at him, beckoning him closer. “Why don’t you kneel for me, Katsu?” Kirishima said, smiling as the blonde fell to his knees with a soft thud in front of him, Bakugo resting his cheek on Kirishima’s thigh as he looked up at him, the tension slowly melting off him as someone else took control, and all he had to do was focus on each task he was given. “You did have a hard day, huh? I’m sorry, Katsu...” Kirishima said, stroking the blonde’s cheek as he pushed his thumb into his mouth, feeling Bakugo’s tongue swirl and suck around the invading digit.

“Yesh...” Bakugo mumbled around Kirishima’s thumb, a pout on his face as his eyebrows knitted together, a scowl still on his face before Kirishima pressed down on his tongue, causing him to gag softly.

“Gonna continue to have that bratty attitude of yours, or are you going to be good?” Kirishima asked, an edge to his voice unlike his normal jovial tone.

“G-Good...” Bakugo mumbled out around his thumb, still sucking on the large digit as Kirishima placed his free hand on the back of Bakugo’s head.

“Then be a good boy for me, and apologize, yeah?” Kirishima asked softly, though his tone held no room for argument... Bakugo just nodded, leaning forward to kiss the angry red tip of Kirishima’s large cock, the precum smearing on Bakugo’s pale pink lips as he did so until he opened his mouth and sucked in the tip, Kirishima sucking in a sharp breath as the blonde took more and more of his length into his mouth. “F-Fuck... ah-hah... you must be really sorry, huh Katsu? Or you had such an overwhelming day you just want to let go, is that it?” Kirishima said softly, petting the blonde’s hair as he smiled down at him with a toothy grin.

Bakugo hummed, but suddenly his practiced movement stopped, Kirishima looking down at him as he saw tears welled up in Bakugo's eyes... saw the fat streaks of salty wetness rolling down his cheeks, his eyes far away and unfocused. Kirishima carefully pulls him off the half of his cock Bakugo had started sucking while Kirishima decided to put a stop to this.

“Red,” Kirishima said with a stern, commanding tone, pulling Bakugo up from the floor and onto the bed with him. Bakugo was still unresponsive, and Kirishima pulled him into his lap... Kirishima, who was probably one of the only men on Earth who could dwarf Bakugo and make him feel small. Kirishima hummed and cooed sweet things into Bakugo’s ears as he slowly coaxed the blonde out of wherever he was stuck mentally. When Kirishima felt Bakugo’s fingers twitch, hand going back to his half-hard cock Kirishima grabbed his wrist and forced Bakugo to look at him.

“Red,” Kirishima said again more sternly. “Scene over, no sex. I’m calling it.” He said with a tone he knew Bakugo wouldn’t argue with, but the stern response made Bakugo flinch, more tears running down his face as Kirishima held him, thumbing away the wetness at his cheeks and kissing his lips softly. “Come back to be, Katsuki,” Kirishima whispered softly, petting Bakugo’s hair and peppering little soft kisses all over from his shoulder, neck, to everywhere on his face and the top of his head.

“M’sorry,” Bakugo finally said, leaning into Kirishima’s side as the redhead pulled him tightly to him, keeping an arm anchored around Bakugo’s body. “M’sorry I’m not like I used to be...” a soft sob shook his body as more tears slipped down his face and Kirishima shushed him, pulling him in tighter.

“I’m not the same, either, Katsuki,” Kirishima said, tucking the blonde beneath his chin as he rested his head above. “We’ve both been through some hard shit, and your trauma is more recent... it’s okay to not be okay, and it’s okay to not be the same, even after you’re done healing...” Kirishima kissed the top of his head. “And you’re not done healing, Katsu... and you don’t have to force yourself to be okay around me, or feel like you need to do all the things we used to do, okay? Not if you don’t want to...”

“I want to,” Bakugo said quickly, a soft blush on his honeyed cheeks. “I just... I don’t always feel okay, and even on a day like today where everything went well... I was happy... w-why do I still feel so bad?” Bakugo growled out, his fists clenching as he ground his teeth together harshly. Kirishima just answered by keeping Bakugo anchored to his own body, holding him tightly in a near-bearhug as he kept Bakugo’s ear against his heart, hoping the steady thumping will calm him down as well.

“You feel bad, even after a good day, because you’re still healing, idiot,” Kirishima admonished Bakugo softly. “Because even though your first day together was a success this is still new, scary territory for you and you’re still frustrated being put on leave and navigating new obstacles you never had to deal with before...” Bakugo’s body started shaking, Kirishima noting quiet sobs wracking his body as he held onto his friend, his lover, tightly to his body. “You’re not used to being dependent on others for anything, Katsuki... and now you’re dependent on Doctors to find solutions to heal the damage done to your body, you’re dependent on the technical abilities of the Hero Support Staff to come up with solutions to protect you and aide you moving forward with any deficits you may have... and now you’re navigating a new relationship with someone who shares in trauma with you and you’re trying to be a good caretaker... that is a lot for anyone to deal with. It’s expected that you’re not dealing with everything perfectly, Katsu...” Kirishima finished and Bakugo clung to him, sobbing softly in silence until the sobs turned to hiccups turned to quiet, gasping little breaths to re-regulate himself.

“T-Thank you, Eji...” Bakugo finally mumbled after minutes of dead silence.

“S’what I’m here for, yeah? I promised you forever, and I meant it.” He said softly, kissing the top of Bakugo’s head.

“Dumb Shitty Hair,” Bakugo grumbled, a blush on the tip of his ears visible. “Can’t just go around saying those kinds of cheesy things.”

Kirishima grinned, wide and mischievous as he began to tickle at all of Bakugo’s known ticklish spots. “Oh yeah, Blasty Boy? Who’s gonna stop me from saying all those things? You?” Bakugo was trying to hold back his laughter, fighting Kirishima off between fits of deep, baritone giggles and gasping for air as his sensitive spots were attacked ruthlessly. Finally, within another minute, Kirishima relented his assault, leaning down to kiss the smiling blonde in his lap on the forehead. “Wanna just cuddle and go to sleep?” He asked, tracing soft patterns across the sharp lines of Bakugo’s angular face.

“Let me go check on them real quick,” Bakugo muttered, really wanting to check in with you and see if you were doing okay still. “They’ve been suspiciously quiet for too long.”

Bakugo got up, pulling on a pair of sweatpants in lieu of just the boxer briefs he wore. He opened the door to a silent apartment, and walked softly across the hall before opening the door. His breath was taken away at the sweet sight... your room was set up with all the stuff you bought today, decorated in a way that almost mimicked a garden with hanging flowers and greenery, and soft silken canopies of fabric strung around with fairy lights... which were all that lit up the room, twinkling above yours and TetsuTetsu’s sleeping forms, you both cuddled together on top of your bedding. Bakugo grabbed an extra blanket from the hallway, draping it over the both of you and patting your head softly, a touch that you lent into even in your sleep with a soft hum. “Night, Pup...” Bakugo said whisper-soft as he smiled down at you.

Bakugo left the fairy lights on, turning off the overhead light to leave you both sleeping in the dim, twinkling lights as he closed the door... walking back across the hall with a content smile and finding Kirishima settled into his bed waiting for him.

“They good?” He asked, looking at the smile on Bakugo’s face.

“Yeah, they cleaned up and everything... they’re sleeping now.” Bakugo said, climbing into the bed where Kirishima held up the covers, snuggling beneath a strong arm as he rests his head on his chest. Kirishima pulled him close and kissed the top of his head again before whispering a soft ‘Good night, Katsu’. Bakugo fell asleep in a warm comfort he missed having, feeling more content than he had in a while.

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ozzgin · 6 months ago

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Man you're a real wattpad y/n dream being part holy toast, part stripper heel hybrid, par burrito, part etc etc lol

It doesn't count unless I make a collage of what I'm wearing when running away from a celebrity who has a crush on me. Unfortunately the sneakers are tied over my fused stripper heels and thus impede my speedy escape.

#personal #meme

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octuscle · 9 months ago

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im a skinny 18 year old nerd who is also a wimp and super shy. i'm 5 foot 7 inches tall with an iq of 160 .one afternoon i was walking across the college campus was on my way to the Chemistry Lab when a pair of big burly hands grabbed me , punched me in the gut. When i came to ,i was tied to a bench with rope in the male locker room. my legs were tied to a bar below the bench and my hands two the pegs above. my mouth was coved with duct tape with a mouthguard inside my mouth. i look down to see all my clothes were gone i was wearing only a jock strap . i have never worn a jockstrap before it was so uncomfortable .i look to see my red star trek t-shirt , my jeans, my sneakers and socks & my "geeky" white briefs were are cut up on the floor. i look up to see that i was surrounded by the hairiest, most manly, most self-centered, most muscled guys on campus : The college football team. the football team was wearing gray tank tops & crimson basketball shorts. the football players were at least 6 feet 3 inches tall in height and is broad-shouldered and muscular in build .their faces have thick beards, .they took off their tank tops i saw they all have 6 pack abs , substantial pecs and arms They told me that each fall they capture a college freshman nerd they take him to the locker room & the jocks take that geek & they make that geek into one of their own. that this year i was that nerd & that soon i will be unrecognizable that my nerdy body will be going though the changes of having a nerds body into growing & becoming a jocks body. soon i will have a body of a jock. that the mouthguard in my mouth is not only collecting spit in my mouth in process of changing my high nerdy voice into a deep jock voice .they will let me keep my iq ill be the team linebacker & tutor. i will also tutor the cheerleaders& sorority girls who also will find me the object of sexual desire for most of the women on campus . i saw a gym bag in a corner with other pairs of boxers& jockstraps& clothes such as gym shorts, tank top, sweats, a box of XXL Magnum condoms and a table right in front of me on that table was a football uniform, The helmet, cleats, jersey, and gear .they shoe me the jersey with my last name. also on the table other items that will turn my nerds body into a jocks body items such as jock deodorant& shaving cream which change my hair less nerdy armpits into hairy jock armpits& will also cause my face to grow a thick brown beard. a protective cup which when the team put the protective cup under my jockstrap caused my dick to grow into a huge jock dick. i watch as they change my nerds body into a jock body with a genius iq. afterwards the team had practice then take my team picture with in my football uniform .after practice i changes my clothes into a gray tank tops & crimson basketball shorts same outfit as the other guys on the team for a party at a frat house at the frat house the guys on the team took off my tank top to show my jock body that i now have a 6 pack abs , substantial pecs and arms which lead the cheerleaders & sorority girls to bid on who i will lose my v card to now living my as a tall nerd jock hybrid with a genius iq who is a chem major . my jock build & broad-shouldered, alongside my wavy dark brown hair, perfectly puts me into the description of "tall, dark and handsome. As result of my good looks (and sometimes solely because of them), i am is often the object of sexual desire for most of the women on campus. the women on campus have been known to physically objectify me. i have also have model recruiters after me . i'm generally oblivious to my attractiveness

Bro, what else can I add… But I don't understand what you have with the cheerleaders and the chicks?

As far as I know, the smell of the quarterback's sweaty hair makes you horny and wild…

But anyway, the world needs more hot nerds. Have fun!

#male tf #muscle tf #reality change #jock tf #football jock #ai image

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wolfytae-exe · 1 year ago

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CICI!!!!

thinking about fox hybrid jjun and bunny hybrid soobie :( (separately obv)…

Sly Bunny, Dumb Fox (F) (D)

warnings: yeonjun and soobin have animal instincts, reader treats them like pets, unedited drabble

note: ik you said separately but they’re so cute together! i’ll make a separate nsfw version if that’s what you want though Lia💚

paring(s): soobin x reader, yeonjun x reader

You didn’t expect to come home so late, traffic was a nightmare and so was the grocery store, out of almost every vegetable your bunny would willing eat, that picky boy, you had to search high and low for the baby carrots that were organic and 100% preservative free because Soobin could smell and taste the difference.

Not the mention the inability to get your hands on raw chicken thigh or feet. Your foxes favorite mix that he claims keeps his teeth clean and his bones from aching. You knew Yeonjun just wanted to one up Soobins picky taste and be extra difficult for you. The store is usually in stock with his choice of meat but not today, Saturday was always the worst time to restock.

By time you made it home you prayed Yeonjun didn’t eat Soobin or that Soobin didn’t make a wreck out of the place trying to run from the boy. “Please be a neat and tidy home.” You whispered as your pressed the combination to unlock your door, big brown paper bag in you arms as to reduce plastic that could suffocate Soobin.

You opened the door and almost dropped the groceries at the sight. Yeonjun, your fox, sitting on the floor while Soobin, your bunny, curled into his lap and slept, socked feet kicking from time to time as response to whatever he was dreaming about.

Yeonjun immediately shushed you before running his fingers into Soobins hair to settle the waking boy up. The two were far from tiny, Soobin reaching six feet tall and Yeonjun reaching five-eleven, but in this position they both seemed like the smallest ones in the room. You closed the door to your home and set down your groceries as quietly as possible. You didn’t speak, just took your sneakers off and hung up your purse before walking over and crawling onto the couch behind Yeonjun.

You ran your fingers through the foxes hair, scratching between his ears as he hummed. Although the two were predator and prey they treated each other like brothers, fights only broke out when Yeonjun was either too hungry to push back his instincts or when Soobin wanted to taunt the sensitive fox. They got along with each other and they both loved you, their caretaker, their lover, in there eyes at least, and their best friend.

At some point Yeonjun fell asleep, head in your lap and lips parted. You watched the two cuddle with each other with content and safety, you loved your boys and you knew they loved you too. Good thing they both shared human lives and not their hybrid counterparts. Living without the two of them would be worse than losing any pet.

#txt fluff #txt yeonjun #yeonjun fluff #yeonjun soft thoughts #hybrid #fox!yeonjun #yeonjun soft hours #txt soobin #soobin fluff #soobin soft hours #soobin soft thoughts #bunny!soobin #txt x reader #yeonjun x reader #soobin x reader

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fuwushiguro · 2 years ago

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Let’s Go Little Kitty Cat

Tomura Shigaraki x Touya Todoroki x Twice x f!reader

Genre: Smut Notes: this was meant to be exclusive to patreon but they made me delete it lmao enjoy!! Warnings: 18+, dubcon, hybrid!au, kitty girl!reader, heat, gang bang, step-cest, name-calling, dacryphillia, blowjobs, clit rubbing, pet names, vaginal sex, tit-sucking, spitting, double penetration (one hole), throat-fucking, hair pulling, noncon filming, creampie & oral creampie ♡ Words: 2.8k

The tension between your thighs is unbearable. It’s close to agonising. A burning desire that can only be alleviated by someone willing. Your stepbrother is tired of you. You know he is; and yet you can’t seem to be able to help yourself. He has friends over. You can hear them all talking. Playing videos games and screaming at the TV.

“Tomu…” you flutter your eyelashes. Though he doesn’t hear you. He doesn’t even see you since you’re shyly hiding behind the door to his bedroom.

All you can hear is laughter and teasing. Touya making fun of Jin’s lack of gaming skills and Tomura laughing at his expense. If only you weren’t so bashful.

The lustrous want is growing stronger.

And soon, you don’t feel so shy.

You don’t even knock. Instead, you barge in and stand directly beside the TV which you can now see is displaying Super Smash Bros. They all look at you, momentarily, before focusing back on the TV. Standing next to it was a good call. You’re sure if you’d stood in front of it that your brother might have cause to kill you.

“What?” he asks, rudely, mashing buttons on his controller. You do nothing but twiddle your thumbs and a slew of ‘ums’ mumble out from between your lips. “What is it, brat?” he sighs. And you gulp, swallowing thickly and screwing your eyes closed. You turn your back to him; falling to your knees. You place your hands on the ground and raise your behind up at him. Your slinky black tail standing upright and revealing your pretty lace panties underneath your skirt.

“Tomur—”

“For fuck sake.” he mutters, kicking you lightly with his sneaker clad foot so that your body falls onto the floor. You sniffle, wiping your nose and fighting to hold back tears from the embarrassment of it all. It doesn’t work. “I’m busy.” he tells you, bluntly, focusing his attention back to the TV.

“S’wrong with her?” Touya wonders. He watches as you get back on all fours, clearly not humiliated enough as you try to entice your brother to take care of you as he always does.

“Slut’s in heat.” he responds. He exhales, defeated, pausing the TV to show his friends what a pathetic whore you are. He grips your tail with his fist, keeping it in place. His free hand is used to prod your panties and tease your folds.

All three men revel in how soaked you are. Your panties positively drenched.

“Tomura… please.” you sob.

“No.” he speaks. “I already fucked you this morning and in the middle of the night. I’m bored of you. Go away.”

“But—”

“I’ll fuck you, sweetheart.” Jin tells you, sticking his tongue through his teeth as his brows furrow and focus on his game. You can’t tell whether he’s joking or not. From Tomura’s lack of response, you think he’s just teasing.

You opt to ignore him. Turning to Tomura with watery eyes, though he pays you no mind. It’s getting worse. And you are growing even more desperate. You shuffle closer to him on your knees, resting your hands on his thighs. He looks down at you, his vision alternating quickly between his game and you.

“Behave.” he warns you.

But you don’t.

You carry on smoothing your hands up his thighs.

And suddenly, he’s winning the game. Touya and Jin can’t tear their gaze away from you. From what you’re doing to your brother. You unbutton his jeans and slide down the zip. He doesn’t stop you, either, which makes you think he wants you just as much as you want him.

He helps you pull down his jeans and underwear slightly, just enough for his cock to be released. He’s only semi hard, but you know a few kitten licks to his slit and a couple of pumps of your wrist will have him standing to attention.

You lap at his cockhead. His tip leaking and you consuming every little pearl of cum on your sensitive tastebuds. He is still focused on the game, starting a new round as his friends are enamoured by the sight of you licking his cock. They manage to concentrate on the TV for all of five seconds when you begin to take your brother down your throat.

“Unmf.” Tomura winces a little, your soft humming and accommodating throat getting the better of him. “You’re such a brat.” he comments. You giggle, but you don’t abandon your task. He doesn’t want you to stop; but in the same breath he doesn’t want to seem weak in front of his friends. He pushes your head off of his length and pulls you onto the bed beside him.

“Ouch…” you complain, massaging your wrist where he pulled you. “Why did you—”

Before you can finish, he’s holding your waist and pulling you onto his lap, moving your panties to the side and lining his cock up with your hole. You’re so flustered. Your hairline is damp, and your eyes might as well be dotted with hearts. Your tongue is lolling out of your mouth as he guides you down onto his length.

“T-Thank you.” you gasp as you try to ride him. But your attempt is thwarted, his hands grip your waist like a vice to keep you still.

“Sit still. Don’t move.” he commands. “Think you can just do what you want? Hm? Think you’re gonna come in here and flash your cunt and you’ll get what you want?”

“I—”

“The word you’re looking for is no.”

You whimper, slightly, but do your best to sit still. But it’s too fucking hard. He’s inside of you, now, he may as well just fuck you. He’s torturing you for no reason. Your heart rate is through the roof, and you start to grind against him.

His arm hooks around your body until his hand encases your neck.

“No.”

You sigh, allowing the tears resting in your lash line to spill down your cheeks. Jin reaches over to you, thick fingers scratching behind your ears and making them twitch excitedly. You look at him, and smile.

And Jin Bubaigawara is a weak man. He never has been able to resist a pretty face. He puts his Switch controller to one side and stands to his feet.

“Why are we playing a fucking game when we can be fucking your little sister?” Jin wonders. He almost sounds agitated that he even needs to ask. Touya sighs, laughing. Relieved that he got the necessary conversation in motion.

“C’mere, babe.” Touya demands, his finger performing a come hither motion while he pats his lap. And you want to. God you fucking want to. But you aren’t so sure. And you know Tomura won’t like it. He shuffles on the bed closer to Tomura, reaching over to the hot spot at the apex of your thighs and moving your panties further into the crease of your thigh. He prods your clit a few times with his finger before he swipes over it, softly. Your face contorts, and once again, you can’t help but begin to grind against Tomura. “Mmm, she likes it.” he grins.

“Get off.” Tomura cautions his friend, once again stopping you from moving. There’s no real malice or aggression to his order. Just another show of dominance.

“Shut up.” Touya responds. “How can you deny such a pretty girl the opportunity to cum? She just wants some cock, don’tcha, doll?” he continues. You nod, hurriedly, hoping the conversation will be enough to bring Tomura around.

“Fine. Take her.” Tomura nods, pushing you over to Touya.

Touya lets you straddle him. He holds the crown of your head so that he can keep you in place while he makes out with you. It’s slow, nasty and with so much tongue. He giggles at the way you moan for him. And he thinks it’s so adorable how you can’t help but rut your pussy against his rough jeans, making such a sticky mess of the denim material.

He holds an arm around your waist and flips you onto your back; still kissing you all the while. Touya is completely manhandling you. Spreading your legs open wide and flipping your skirt upwards. He takes your panties in two fists and rips them apart with a sharp tearing sound. And even that makes you moan.

“What a little whore you are,” he chuckles darkly, “I love this wet little cunt, don’t need to waste time stretching you out with my fingers first.”

You look at him with rose tinted glasses. Despite his crude words and abusive language; you can’t help but lust after him. He’s giving you what you want, after all. You observe him as he unbuckles his belt as fast as he can. His cock jumps out as soon as he pulls down his jeans and underwear just below his ass. He shoves himself into your warm walls all of the way to the hilt, almost cumming at the sound of you flinching from the impact.

“So gorgeous when you cry.” he laughs, starting to hump his length inside of your welcoming walls.

Tomura notices your distress. And as mean as he can be, he’s also incredibly sweet to you at times. And he’s very protective. He kneels close to your head, bending down to kiss you kindly. His tongue massaging against yours instantly puts you at ease.

Jin begins to feel left out. He shuffles towards you, too. He rips apart your crop top to reveal your bare breasts. Completely exposed to all three men in the room. He jiggles one in his hand for a moment. And then he lies down on his stomach. He latches his lips around your raised nipple. Suckling sweetly and carefully. Soft and gentle bites against it rush straight to your cunt. Your hips bucking while Touya continues to thrust inside of you.

Touya keeps your legs apart. They’re as wide as they can be. He presses one against the mattress and another up to your chest, using both to his advantage to fuck you harder.

Jin’s free hand slithers down your stomach until two thick fingers are toying with your clit. The sensation forces you to pull away from Tomura, not being able to focus enough on any one thing with your senses so overwhelmed.

“O-Oh fuck!” you yell. Tomura’s hand takes a firm grip of your jaw.

“Open up, slut.” he orders. You open your mouth wide. You flinch when he spits directly into your mouth. “You are a disgusting little whore with a filthy mouth.” he tells you. Your lip begins to wobble, upset by his words. But still, you find yourself desperate for his kiss.

“Naughty little whores don’t get kisses.” Touya grunts, only just managing to speak through his impending high.

“No, they don’t.” Tomura agrees. He guides his cock to your lips, smearing them in his pre cum. “I don’t want my cock sucked, baby. I want to fuck your throat.” he warns you. He presses his hand into the side of your face; keeping it trapped against the mattress.

“Mmpf!!” you gasp as he forces himself into your mouth. You can barely breathe, doing your best to remember to breathe through your nose as you feel him brutalising your throat. You begin to cry, unable to stop yourself or keep the tears from flowing.

“Why are you crying? You were the one begging for cock. Begging for cum. Look where it got you, you’ve tripled your profit.” Tomura cackles. He spits down harshly onto your cheek to further make his point.

“Ohhh, she’s so tight. So fucking tight. Are you gonna cum? Yeah… pretty girl’s gonna cum.” Touya muses, knowing if you clench any harder he won’t be far after you. “Gonna cum in this cunt, babe. Jus’ like you want.” he informs you.

You’re unravelling around him the harder he pounds, and you feel your body turn cold in contrast to the warm gooey substance flooding your insides. Jin releases your nipple as he observes the way your body spasms from your orgasm. Tomura pulls out before your vibrating throat full of wanton moans makes him cum.

Touya collapses on the bed beside you, the pair of you panting as you recover from your orgasms. Touya is allowed to rest.

You aren’t.

Jin drags you towards him, as he stands on his knees. He kisses you slowly, wanting to offer you some form of reprieve. He rolls your left nipple between his fingers as he tongues the inside of your mouth. It all feels so romantic despite what is actually happening. He leads his cock into you, holding your body close to his as you begin to ride him. He keeps a firm grip as he lets his body fall backwards. His shoulder blades against the mattress and allowing you to be on top of him. You moan, softly, into his mouth as you use him to fuck yourself.

“Take a deep breath.” he whispers. You pull away. Your confusion is evident even on your sleepy face. He kisses you and you kiss him back; not knowing it’s a distraction.

Tomura forces himself inside of your pussy and you can’t help but scream. Jin is huge. It was already a heavy feat in itself. But taking your brother’s thick cock in your cunt as well is a task too much.

“Ah! Tomura—!” you gasp.

“Shut up.” he spits, cruelly. “You wanted this. You’re getting what you asked for.”

“Hurts! Tomu… s-stop, s’really hurting m-me!” you explain.

“Touya, shut her up.”

You look over to Touya, he’s stroking his cock casually on the bed as he watches you get fucked by these two monstrous cocks. But at the request of his friend, he stands to his feet, walking around the bed until he’s standing directly in front of you. Lording above you.

It’s menacing.

“No teeth, doll, or I’ll really give you something to cry about.” he instructs you with an ominous warning.

You brace yourself, knowing what’s coming. He slots himself inside of your mouth and begins to hump inside of it. His refractory period is more than impressive. It’s fucking inhuman. He grasps a fistful of your hair, forcing you onto him so that he can fuck himself with your throat.

All the while, Jin and Tomura’s thrusts are matching. They’re tearing you in two and abusing your sweet spot all in one tantalising bout. You are all over the place. Too many sensations overcoming you at once. Jin returns to sweetly suckling on your nipples, expertly alternating between the two and still having enough focus to fuck you so perfectly.

“F-Fuck, take it you little bitch.” Tomura commands, his load spurting inside of your hole and accompanying Touya’s. Jin follows shortly after, his moans stimulating your tits even further as he refuses to release them from between his lips.

You tap frantically on Touya’s thighs, desperate for air. He grants your wish. For only a second. And then, he gives one last devastating thrust into your mouth, cumming inside. He continues to hold your mouth hostage with his length, forcing you to look him in the eye as he speaks.

“Do not swallow. Leave your fucking mouth open when I pull out.” he instructs.

All three men slowly retract their cocks from your body. Touya’s fingers are still interweaved in your hair. You can’t stop panting. You’re so sticky and overwhelmed. Your chin and lips are dripping with sperm, and you have an awful feeling that there’s more in store for you.

Alas, you’re wrong.

Touya pulls your hair back so that your head falls into Tomura’s pillows. You close your legs, trying your best to keep the obscene amount of cum inside. Tomura shakes his head, that isn’t allowed. Jin carefully opens them up for you, light pats against the inside of your knees are enough to do the trick.

“Look what a mess we made of her.” Jin grins, smoothing your hair out of your face.

“Your little sister is a dirty cum slut, isn’t that right baby?” Touya laughs, pulling out his phone as he films his combined handiwork with his friends. He takes a few pictures alongside it, too. “She’s leaking from every slutty hole.”

“Not every hole. Nobody went in her asshole, but there’s always next time.” Tomura speaks. “You hear that? Next time you stick your ass in my face I’m gonna fuck it.”

#mha x reader #bnha x reader #league of villains x reader #tomura shigaraki x reader #dabi x reader #touya todoroki x reader #jin bubaigawara x reader #hybrid au #tw dubcon #tw stepcest #tw name calling #tw dacryphilia #tw spit #tw hair pulling #tw noncon filming

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bloodyinkandquill · 19 days ago

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Slingshot x Reader

fun fact when i play phighting i only ever play slingshot, specifically cozy shot ive never learned how to play any other phighters so i am only sling, oh onetime on conquer i got 308 points, everyone in the server was dumb founded that i managed to be on point that long, anyways have sling dating hcs!

- You’ll be so honest, you are dating the demonification (personification) of a cat, who can also bake

- Slingshot is an amazing partner, so many things about him contribute to that fact, he bakes as a hobby and profession meaning he always has fresh pastries for you? And he can change recipes to be allergy conscious if need be, with the baking he smells divine due to working with sugar and and fruit all day, if you ever steal any piece of clothing he owns that thing smells like Thieves Rest

- He is a huge cuddle bug, if you aren’t a very touchy person he respects that but if you allow whenever he’s not at work he is clung onto your side like a gods damn koala, he also genuinely purrs (hybrid head canons my beloved), you’re not convinced he isn’t a cat in a demon costume, but if he is then that is the cuddliest cat in the whole Inphinity

- His hair isn’t long per say but it is long enough that he puts it up while working, if you have any experience doing any form of updo he lets you braid or even just put his hair into a ponytail for him, he has a collection of hair ties that go with his uniform apron but that he switches out based on certain factors, it really depends

- When he first introduced you to Shuriken and Vinestaff he warned you and was right as the first thing they did was give you a shovel talk*, you tried to take it seriously but they bickered about it like six times and it was a little hard to focus on their words when they had a classic sibling slap fight in the middle of it, but they did approve of you and eventually got used to seeing you at their apartment, since they’re both very family oriented you were almost an honorary family member, technically your lover was also an honorary family member but he was just considered actual family by the siblings

- You better be ready to be shown Slingshot’s entire collection of fancy expensive shoes (i am not a sneaker head forgive any inaccuracies in this) you also better be ready to take better care of your own shoes, cleaning them regularly, wearing specific ones only for certain terrain, and gods forbid you crease them, he will get a random sense of dread, and when he finds out, woo boy, you’re in trouble

- Unfortunately he does have one drawback, being a baker his hours are horrendous, working late to prep pastries for the next day, and then waking up at the butt crack of dawn to also prep pasties, sure he doesn’t work everyday but seeing as between the three workers he’s the one who handles the baking when he does work it’s a lot of work

- His love language is gift giving, specially baked goods, honestly that shouldn’t be a surprise, he makes someone’s favorite pastries or just what they requested or he’ll even what he thinks they’ll like and gift it to them, you receive so many cookies and brownies, though you can’t complain really as free food is free food, especially when it’s made by your lover

- His dates are usually more low key or low energy, since his job is rather busy and has the aforementioned atrocious hours he prefers more calm dates, a lazy day being couch potatos or ordering take out and doing a puzzle, he prefers those dates to be at your place since his roommates are… loud to say the least

- Slingshot’s not as into big long kisses he prefers little kisses, short little mwahs on the lips or nose is his favorite, if you want to he can do more passionate kisses but he prefers short and sweet ones, since he isn’t as kissy he shows his affection with head bonks and rubbing your hand when he’s holding it

i’m debating being a baker, my main hobby is baking it helps me destress and i do it at least once a week but i dunno, my chronic pain may object to that, anyways hope these were good!

*the act of the family member(s) or close friend(s) of a partner giving a threat to the significant other warning to not hurt them, can be comedic or serious

#x reader #phighting x reader #phighting #phighting!#phighting slingshot x reader #slingshot x reader phighting #phighting slingshot #slingshot phighting #slingshot x reader #slingshot

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st0nedghostygorl · 9 months ago

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This is my first smutty story in the longest time so please be kind. I ended up having a dream after waking up and discovering I missed Hans Valentine’s live. I woke up and had to write it out, so this is what I came up with.

⚠️18+ this contains material not suitable for minors. ⚠️ MINORS DO NOT INTERACT ⚠️

Summary- D&D turned naughty.

Pairing: Han Jisung x Reader

Genres smut, friends to lovers

Triggers- Sex while stoned, choking, rough sex, a hint of cnc

Here we go you guys, I hope you like it.

It was a gloomy rainy day but that meant it was perfect. Today was D&D day. With your favorite people that you haven’t seen in a while because of their busy schedules.

You get your favorite dice together and pack your bag. You make sure you have your famous pokemon tin ready and make sure you grab a new lighter. You are sporting a black zip up raincoat with just a shirt on under with nice jeans that accentuate your curves and some cool sneakers. Your hair down and curled.

You arrive and the house is already alive. Happiness and light are pouring out of the windows. It makes your heart swell. Oh how badly you missed being here. Han opens the door “Y/N! You finally made it!!” moving to the side of the door so you can make your way through. But you are frozen, he’s wearing your favorite yellow shirt, the one that makes your stomach flip, with a flannel tied around his waist with black jeans. You shyly blush and head in. You can’t look at him for long or you aren’t responsible for your actions.

You set your stuff down and take your tin out. Yelling to Seungmin to get his butt over here and don’t make you smoke alone. He bounces over in a purple hoodie, his hair a little disheveled, a big grin on his face. You take out your famous Pokémon card tin to reveal several blunts. “Jesus these are so skinny I swear I didn’t roll these.” And it’s true, you didn’t. Your friend rolled them since they can do it better. Han pipes in “with the hybrid you get you don’t need a lot so it’s a good thing” you laugh and nod because you know it’s true. With the strain you get for dnd you’d be bouncing off the walls in no time. You hand one to Seungmin and head outside into the rain. You have to pass Han and you gently motion him to come with. You guys smoke outside huddled under the little awning outside the back door. It felt so good to be there with them again. Seungmin is talking about what could happen in the session today, wondering if today is the day that we slay the big dragon. Or if it is more story building which would be fine because it's been a while since we played in this world, or maybe a dungeon crawl. He goes on with possibilities and you just smile, leaning against the wall, taking in the sight. The smell of the two boys, the smell of the rain, the smell of the familiar house. You were never happier than being here with them.

When the three of you were done, you followed Han into the maze of their apartment and got turned around. You try to yell out for help but it’s a hoarse voice and only one could hear. He pokes his head out offering a silly smile to you that makes your panic erase instantly. You follow him out of the maze and you figure out your misstep. Even though you’ve been here multiple times, the layout is crap and they all have stuff EVERYWHERE. “OOOHHHH it’s a left. Got it.” You hear Han chuckle as he leads you to the table and sits across from you.

Bang Chan is the Dm, of course. They roped Hyunjin into playing along with Felix. Sometimes I.N, Lee Know and Changbin make appearances but they have characters that can come in and out of the story easy. You play for the next few hours laughing and smiling and enjoying yourself. Happy to see the boys relax after so long.

After the session you’re about to head to the bathroom to freshen up when you’re pulled into a room. The bedrooms are like mini studio apartments. A little kitchenette with two cabinets on the bottom and two on top, a bed with a window and a nice bathroom with a claw foot tub and a separate standing shower.

You are pushed into the counters and you see Hans face pop into your field of vision. “Han, what’s going on?” asking confused because its even darker in the room then out in the hallway. “Sorry Y/N I could stop thinking about you during that session. You came here looking so nice and it’s been a while since I’ve seen you” you giggle thinking you were the only one. His face is only a short distance away from yours.

You kiss him. He’s stunned. You peck his lips for a couple of seconds until he kisses you back. He kisses you so deep a rumble of a growl comes up his throat making you weak to your knees. He boosts you up so you’re sitting on the counter now. Never disconnecting your lips. His hands run down your sides and he pulls you closer so there’s no room between you both. You whimper into his mouth while he sports a cocky grin.

It’s dark in the room but the sparks between you are flying. He sucks little spots into your neck while you softly grind into him. Sometimes he breaks contact to drop his head for a second and lets out a moan himself from the friction you are creating. You pull his face into yours and kiss him. While he is distracted you reach for his zipper. He moans into your mouth. “Ji, is this okay?” pulling away slightly, asking him because you never thought that this would happen. He has been your friend for so long, but you always wanted him to be more. He breaks your train of thought with a breathy exhale “fuck, yes Y/N, if you’re okay with it” moving to kissing your neck “fuck yes please I can’t stand it another second” shaking your head a little trying to concentrate atleast for a second.

With that his zipper is forgotten and he has tunnel vision only for you. He yanks down your pants, helping lift you off the counter just for a second. His fingers find your panties and they push them to the side. Finding your bundle of nerves your head hits the upper cabinets softly. Eyes rolling back into your skull. “Jisung plleeaaseee” you draw out while he’s teasing your clit.

He sinks one finger into your wetness without warning and the noise that came out of your mouth has him almost cumming in his pants. “Fuck” he has to kiss you. He pins you down on the counter with his hand on your hip. His fingers digging into your soft flesh, while with his other hand his finger hits your g spot. You gasp into his mouth and your hands find his hair. You grip into his hair lightly and deepen the kiss. While you grip his hair he slips in another finger “fuck! More…. please more….” you beg. He bends down so he is eye level to your wetness and uses his free hand to spread your legs further so he could have better access. But you don’t want his hand there. You grab his hand off your thigh and make him reach, placing it around your throat. He looks at you for any doubts and you silently beg him with your eyes. You pout your lip and he is overcome, pushing your head into the upper cabinets he’s choking you like your life depends on it, adding a third finger you cum immediately covering your mouth with your own hand. Your chest is heaving while you’re coming down from your own high. The weed high long forgotten. He comes to kiss you and you wrap your arms around his strong shoulders. Him fully clothed still while you are winnie the poo-ing.

He picks you up and carries you to the bed. He is so tempted to hit record on his recording equipment so he could memorize your moans but that’ll be for another day. “I need you jisung, fuck me…. fuck me please” through the haze of your first orgasm. You spread your legs open on the edge of the bed while taking off your shirt. Han clumsily takes off his pants and the flannel that was tied to his waist. But smoothly rips off his shirt in one motion. You groan and lean back when you see his muscles.

You always felt safe in his arms. You always had anxiety but somehow he was able to quiet your mind. Like right now, with any other person you’d be uncomfortable and freaking out but him? He doesn’t make you doubt a single goddamn thing. You know this is right. You know you want this. You want him. You just want to be close to him.You would give him anything for his pleasure.

He lays you both down so you are on your sides facing each other and kisses you on the lips. Hand trailing down your side down your leg he hooks your leg over his hip. He leaves a trail of goosebumps wherever he touches. And you let the feeling take over you and you completely relax into his bed. It’s fluffy and warm and smells undeniably like him. You are intoxicated just on his scent. You realized you got distracted when his hard length runs against your wetness. A gasp escapes your mouth and he looks at you. You make eye contact and you smile softly at him blushing that this is finally happening. You have Han in your arms and his sole focus is on you. You run your hand over his bangs and tuck his hair behind his ear and he slowly pushes into you. His eyes never leave yours, your mouth drops open in a silent scream. He pushes in deeper and your head is thrown back into the comforter while he plays with your clit. You feel like you are levitating. He slowly bottoms out and kisses you so deeply. He speaks for the first time in a while “Y/N, you are so beautiful. So so so beautiful. You should see yourself. Stunning. I can’t, I can’t think of any other word” shaking his head a little trying to clear the fog. His voice is coming from down deep and is gruff, like his morning voice but somehow deeper. And with your fronts pressed together you can feel the reverb in his chest and your hand absentmindedly goes straight to it. Covering a bit of his heart with the tips of your fingertips, your palm covers his middle. He speaks again “I don’t want this to be a one time thing.” Seeing your eyes close and you softly smile when you feel his voice in his chest he continues “I want to keep you, never let you leave this bed. Even when I’m not here I want to know that you are safe and warm inside my bed. Come back to you and have it smell like you” he kisses the side of your face all over, while your nodding in agreement. You never want to leave this bed. Please don’t take me away. Don’t make me leave, you think. Tears escape your eyes because you missed him so much. He was gone for longer then he usually is which might be why you both are jumping each other. Don’t they say distance makes the heart grow fonder?

Han starts pulling out and going back in a bit faster. “Don’t…..stop…… don’t stop talking please, keep….. fuck….. keep talking to me please” you’re practically begging by the time you get your message across. He growls “fuck Y/N” it’s like a switch flipped in him. He pins you to the bed, your back flat against it. “Keep talking to you? Do you get off to the sound of my voice?” Your legs wrapped around his itty bitty waist and follows your lead from before. His hand wraps around your throat “I should have guessed, a quiet girl like yourself would love rough kinky sex” licking his lips eyes focused on how well your core takes his circumference disappearing deeper and deeper.

It’s the hottest thing you’ve ever seen, him being hypnotized. You can see his veins popping out in his forearm out of the corner of your eye. His never leaving you, yours roll back in your head. “Oh do you like this? Me being rough and mean?” His free hand lands loudly on your asscheek and he squeezes your neck to make sure you remember it’s there, your head feeling light and floaty. “Using my voice to help you get closer?” He squeezes your throat a little bit harder “doing exactly what you wanted?” He uses his other hand to play with your clit again. You can feel his length drag in and out harder than before, making the friction all the sweeter. Using your position to help him, you are pinned with your ass in the air him fucking into you holding you down by your throat.

“Fuck… don’t stop” you can only muster three words because he is making your brain melt. You take your breasts into your own hands because his are busy with other things. Messaging your nipples, pulling them and twisting, your head goes further back into the bed and his grip on your neck goes a little harder. You can barely breathe and his pounding is relentless. You need just one more thing to push you over the edge that you are teetering. He leans over, never letting up his pace, whispering into your ear “be my good girl and come all over my cock. With my hand wrapped around your throat, do you wanna be my good girl?” By the time he’s done with his sentence only “yessssssyessssssyessss” could only come out of your mouth. You are practically slurring the s into the next yes just begging to finish. “Please please please make me cum fuck please Han please” a jumbled sentence just tumbles your mouth begging for that band to snap. He chokes you harder into the bed and starts slapping your clit. The roughness of the slap melts into the pleasure of his relentless pounding and you finally break. Screaming into the darkness you feel a wetness spread on your lower back and you can hear it leaking out of you. He is overcome with your surprise that he loses control and cums instantly. He pulls out at the last second and cums on your thigh.

He lets go of your throat and looks down “holy shit Y/N you just squirted” “ I did???” You brace yourself into your elbows. That’s as much movement you could muster. You could never do that with a dick, only with fingers. You giggle lightly when you realize. “Han, you just made me squirt all over your cock.” He chuckles. “Haha, yeah I did fuck yeah” he comes to your side and you both relax into the wet bed for a while.

You slowly slip into unconsciousness but hear the tub filling in the background. You feel arms around you and suddenly you are floating. You smell your favorite scent and feel the heat around you, nuzzling into his chest.

Han places you into the filling tub “Do not move”. You giggle not like you were going to anyways.

You perk up when you hear a familiar sound of a tin opening. You open your eyes finally when you smell one of your favorite scents. You see Han getting into the tub behind you and he is exhaling. Smoke fills around you. Both from the hot water of the filling tub and the smoke he just let out of his lungs. He passes you the blunt while you cuddle into his chest watching the water rise around you both. Neither of you speak. You don’t need to. There’s no awkwardness or uncomfortableness. He’s humming to himself lightly and you close your eyes. Handing the blunt back and forth, feeling his deep hum in the middle of your back.

Suddenly he’s enraptured with your breasts. Playing with them with both hands watching the water run off. You feel something poking into your lower back, you giggle. He grumbles as he realizes you’re chuckling at him. “Ready for another round so soon?” You ask coyly he answers in a deep voice right next to your ear “you have no idea what you do to me”

You take an inhale off the blunt and place it to the side. You turn around and straddle him making the water splash a bit, not that either of you minded. You lift his head up to meet yours and squish his cheeks a bit so you could open his mouth. You hover your mouth over his and exhale your smoke into his open mouth. You hear him inhale as his eyes roll back.

As much as you love him on top of you, you think you like being on top of him even more. You grind down as he exhales, making his breath hitch.

You grind feeling him get harder and harder by the second. His eyes never leave you. They trace from your eyes to the blush on your chest running up to your cheeks to your breasts squishing against his toned chest. He nearly faints when he sees your softness melt into his muscles.

You lift up a bit and shove your chest into his face, smothering him. The grunt he lets out is otherworldly and you entwine your fingers in his hair for better control over his face. Controlling his breath with your breasts.

He lets out a gasp and looks up at you with the most pleading eyes, silently begging you to take control over him. Make him yours. Make him the whiny little sub he so desperately wants to be.

You chuckle “oh Hannie, loves to fuck but loves to be fucked even more hm?” He lets out a hot breath blush covering his round cheekies “yeah maybe” he drops his eyes to your chest because he’s embarrassed?

You lift his head with a finger under your chin giving him the softest smile you could “good thing we can do both, any time you want”

This makes him perk up “Really? You’re okay with that?”

“For you I would. That’s what this is, something for BOTH of us.” Emphasizing that you also care about his needs rather than just your own. You don’t know what this is or where the night is going to take you. Even if it’s still night? You have no idea what time it is. All you know is that you need him in you again and you don’t care if you have to take the reins for a little while. Seeing him soft and powerless is equally as sexy as him trying to fuck his frustrations out on you.

“I’d like to try. I’d try everything with you” he admits and kisses your cheeks. Wrapping his arms around your waist and drags you against his fully hardened length. Making you both gasp.

You smile and push your cheek into his kissing embrace. “Then we will. All of it. Together.” You wrap your arms around his neck and move to kiss him on his mouth. Lightly for a minute but you both get distracted and he deepens the kiss first.

You both are hot from the water and stoned as hell. Entangled in the bathtub with a burnt out blunt next to you. You had no idea that this evening would take this turn but you are so happy to have been pulled into his room.

Your hand finds it way back into his hair while you start grinding again. You maneuver in the cramped space to slip him inside of you while you push his face into your breasts. You feel the groan inside of his chest more than hear it. You slowly move down his length keeping his face buried. When you bottom out you finally pull his face away.

“Oh my god oh my god Jesus fuck fuck me” comes out his mouth as soon as he’s pulled away. His eyes closed, lost in the feeling. You pull his hair lightly so his jaw is angled up and you kiss and lick all over his neck. You are slowly moving up and down his hard cock.

You move to whisper in his ear. “You like it when I use you? Just like you use me? How does it feel? How does it feel to suffocate on my tits while I ride you for my own pleasure? Hm? You like being the toy?” Using his own words against him he shudders, blush deepening in his round cheeks. “You keep talking like that, Y/N, I’m going to cum so fast” you can see his eyes roll back in his skull and it’s the hottest thing you’ve ever seen.

Your other hand wraps around his throat and his eyes spring open, his eyes pure black overcome with lust. You pull your other hand free from his hair and you move it down to his nipples. You start riding harder making water splash over the tub’s edge but neither of you care. You swear you can feel your wetness leak down your legs even though you are submerged in water. So much for a bath, it was supposed to make you clean but you ended up defiling it and making it filthy. He knew what he was doing climbing behind you but he never knew it would lead to this.

You twist his nipple while riding him to the tip and dropping down hard to the bottom. Choking him harder against the tub you make him stare into your eyes. “Do you like it when I take control? When you are putty under my hands? Hm? I don’t think anyone else would know what to do to you. I think I’m the only one who knows how to make you feel good. Just like you knew with me. Did you know I never squirted on a cock before? Only with fingers? How does that make you feel? Confident? But look at you now. A melted mess under my hands. I could let you suffocate for real and I think you’d come to haunt me as a ghost just to thank me.” and with those words you move forward to push your breasts back over his face. Keeping your hand choking him, you ride as hard as you can. And you feel his hot liquid coat your insides.

You let him go completely, letting his head gently rest on the back of the tub. Him a whimpering mess “I can’t take it anymore it’s too much” he whines while you are still riding him. “ I’m going to cum on your cock whether you like it or not” and with those last words you cum over his cock but to his surprise he comes again just from the pulsing of your pussy on his dick. He has to clamp his hand over his mouth to stifle a scream. While he fondles the first breast he could reach.

You both are frozen coming down from both your highs. You are panting on top of him,softening cock still in your pussy. He can feel both of your liquids running down him.

You say something first

“Are you okay?” Quickly ready to apologize, looking him over to make sure you didn’t harm him in any way. Ready to start crying.

“It’s okay it’s okay sssshhh Y/N, I’m okay. You didn’t hurt me.” Quickly grabbing your face between his hands to make you look at him. “Y/N that was the hottest thing I’ve ever witnessed. Please I beg you to do that again at some point. We can go over everything later but trust me. Everything is good and we should be happy.” Talking quickly, trying to keep you from going into dom drop.

Tears escaping your eyes. You nod in agreement and can’t believe what you just did. He brushes the tears away with his thumbs never letting your face go. He kisses the tip of your nose, and helps you climb down off of him. He drains the tub but only to fill it again, lighting the forgotten blunt to the side and handing it to you. He helps wash your hair, your back, any place he can reach. When he’s done washing you, you help wash him. Passing the blunt back and forth until it’s just a butt.

#han jisung x reader #han jisung smut #han jisung imagines #han jisung

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