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jazzthatonewriterchick · 1 year ago

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Drunk N Nasty (poly!Pro!Bakusquad x Black!Fem!Reader 18+ One Shot)

Pairing: poly!Bakusquad x Black!Fem!Reader

Synopsis: In which you and Mina get tired of your boring ass boyfriends not making time for their girlfriends, so you two decide to hit the club for a night out with every intention of getting under your boyfriends’ skin. Fortunately for you, it works and your men decide to teach you and Mina a lesson about being some disobedient brats.

Warnings: Smutty Smut; 18+ (MINORS GTFO); Aged Up!Bakusquad (they’re all in their late 20s); Black-coded!Reader (but anyone can still read this); Alcohol/Marijuana Consumption; Dubcon; Groping; Thigh Grinding; Dry Humping; Spitting; Girl on Girl; Mutual Oral; Edge Play; Bondage/Tape Play; Shock/Electro Play; Drunk Sex; Daddy Kink; some DDLG; Spanking; Choking; Hair-pulling; Facefucking; UNPROTECTED PIV Sex; Degradation; Multiple Creampies; Facials; Some Aftercare

Disclaimer: I own none of the characters mentioned in this fic. However, as this is my writing, I do not give permission for my work to be reposted on any other sites that are not from my own accounts. Thank you!

Writer’s Note: I was DEEP down the Bakusquad hole one night like I was fucking Alice & decided to write this since it’s been at the back of my head for a couple of weeks. This one is NASTY. Enjoy! -Jazz 💋💋💋

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“They’ve been starin’ at us all night, ya know.”

Mina sits next to you on the little leather lounge couch situated at the back of the club near the bar which has started to trickle down with activity. You and Mina have been here for over an hour, so the buzz of the night is starting to die down a bit, but the dance floor is packed and the drinks are still flowing.

And the eyes are still staring. A pair of two in particular that you can see piercing at you and your girlfriend from across the way. The two smoldering pairs of eyes belong to two very attractive men dressed in their best designer. They each have features that stand out to you as intriguing: the tallest one sitting on the right has long, black hair you bet is soft to the touch while the one on the left has arms roped in tattoos and lip piercings.

They are both hot. That much is clear. And their alluring, lustful stares are definitely piping you up as you sit nice and pretty with your girlfriend, a second fruity cocktail in your hand that will soon turn into a third. But though they are hot, you know four other men that are way hotter and that you would rather be here with you and Mina tonight.

But noooo, they’re just too damn busy to make time for their pretty girlfriends.

You mean towards Mina, dipping low to speak into her ear over the music blasting from the speakers overhead. “They can stare all they want,” you retort. “I’m way more interested in the four idiots that aren’t here right now.”

Mina scoffs, sipping on her second tequila sunrise of the night. You both love your girly drinks. “Waiting on them to come?” she chuckles, the flashing club lights making her ink-black eyes gleam. You flush in your mini dress, feeling hot despite the AC blasting and the exposed skin your little get-up provides. “You’ll be waiting a loooong time then, baby girl,” Mina scoffs, crossing her smooth, muscular legs over one another. “You know they’re at that meeting tonight discussing business or whatever.”

She rolls her eyes, ever the brat of your relationship. But you’re not exactly the opposite though. You’d be lying if you said you weren’t pissed that your boyfriends aren’t here, buying you and Mina all of the pretty drinks you want, giving you those lustful stares on the dance floor, and hyping you up in your outfits.

You made sure to look hotter than hot tonight. Like hot enough to make a man nut in his pants as soon as he sees you. You had raided your closet and pulled out a short, backless mini dress that made your legs look longer and showed off the curve of your spine sliding down towards your ass where a rhinestone G-string snugly sits below your stomach and in your ass crack.

You love, love, love this dress–how beautiful the pink fabric looks against your skin; how sexy it makes you feel. Not to mention how the hem of it barely covers your ass. If you are to bend over right now, everyone would get a good view of your ass that looks even plumper from the sparkly G-string.

The dress is one of your boys’ favorites. They’ve torn it off of you many, many times before. Combined with your heeled sandals, fresh mani and pedi, the perfume adorning your wrists and the back of your knees, and long braids that caress your back, you feel like a damn vixen.

Mina looks good enough to eat too. She decided on a mesh bodysuit that is skintight against her body and breasts, exposing the black bra she wears underneath, red pumps, and a leather mini skirt that doesn’t do much to cover the bottom of her asscheeks. You’re not sure if she’s wearing any panties, but knowing Mina and her bratty self, she did that for a reason.

She was the one who came up with this little plan to rile your busy pro boyfriends’ up. One hot afternoon while lounging by your pool at your shared condo, you two were more than pissed that your boys were still at work after saying they’d be home by two.

“Sorry, babes,” Denki sighed over speakerphone. “Patrol is takin’ much longer than we thought it would, so we’re still out here in the street. It’s hot as a bitch out here too.” You could hear the frustrations in his usually-upbeat tone as he gave you and Mina the rundown.

“Well, you could just leave early, can’t you?” you ask. “Aren’t there other pros working besides you, Sero, Kiri, and ‘Suki?”

You hear Sero make a “tsk” sound into the phone. “We wish we could, mama,” he sighs. “Almost everybody called out ‘cause of the heat, so we’re pretty much the only ones workin’ still, but we get a fat bonus out of this.”

“We’d better!” Katsuki hollers in the background. “It’s so hot out here, my fuckin’ balls are sweating. You two brats complainin’ aren’t makin’ things better for me either.”

You and Mina stared at each other in your designer sunglasses, mouths agape and offended. “Hey!” Mina scoffed, taking your phone from you. “It’s not our fault we feel neglected! You four have been blowin’ us off for weeks now to do work!”

And she’s right. The usual attention you and Mina get from your adoring, hot boyfriends has since been dwindling down ever since they started taking on more work at their agency. Now it’s all about work.

You try to get one of them to go out with you for a night in the city? “Sorry, babe, but I’ll be in the office late.”

You want to cuddle? “Baby, I can’t; this paperwork ain’t gonna do itself. Maybe later tonight.”

You want one of them to blow your back out and fucking do something about the ache between your legs? “Don’t you got one of your toys? We can do that later, alright?” That response was from Katsuki a week ago stressing over the whereabouts of a villain committing petty theft all over the city.

This dry spell has been happening for weeks now. And when you say a “dry spell”, you mean that shit. Not only have the boys been blowing you and Mina off for time alone, but the bedroom is dryer than the fucking Sahara desert.

While sex isn’t always between the six of you every single time, you miss it being that way––the connection you all have being together, touching and teasing each other; giving each other pleasure. You miss your favorite men aka your daddies domming you and Mina into submission, taking turns on your bodies and poor little pussies until you’re both aching for release. And more than anything, you miss the aftercare. You miss the cuddle piles; the soft kisses from Kiri and the the mindless touches from Sero; the nuzzles from Denki and the soft humming from a very sleepy Katsuki.

Recently, you and Mina have had to spent time with each other in the bedroom by yourselves without your daddies, if not use your toys. Though your rose toy and vibrator get the job done, toys never compare to physical touch. You need your boys. But they’re just too busy.

So Mina came up with the perfect idea after Katsuki told her to “sit her ass down, watch her mouth, and wait for them to get home” before hanging up and proceeding with their patrol. “We should go out,” she said as you began to put sun tan oil on her muscular back. Her eyes were closed and her face was relaxed.

“What, like, tonight?” you asked, rubbing your hands together once more to heat up the oil. Mina softly moaned as your hands knead into her back muscles, the sounds going straight to your clit. “Why not?” she replied. “Or this weekend. Maybe we can go dancing and meet some guys that’ll give us the attention we’re cravin’.”

She giggled at this, but you could tell she was serious. “I don’t know, Mina,” you hesitantly said, rubbing oil into her shoulders. “Don’t get me wrong; I love the idea of goin’ out to shake my ass and look cute, but without the guys? You know how they feel about other guys checkin’ us out.” You stopped rubbing her down and she looked back at you, concerned. “What if they get mad?” you timidly ask.

You’ve seen the boys mad before and didn’t want to face that wrath…or did you? The idea of riling your daddies up so much that they punished you with enough spanks to make your ass sting and filled your throat up to the point your eyes teared appealed to you more than you’d like to admit.

Mina could tell you were thinking it over and turned over, exposing her gorgeous breasts in her gold bikini top to you. “So what if they get mad?” she scoffed. “They’d better put that aggression into fucking us if that happens. We’ve been trying to get their asses to show us a little attention for weeks, but it’s always about work!”

She sat up, taking your hands in hers. “So if they don’t want to pay attention to us, then we’ll make them pay attention––by wearing our hottest shit and spending time with some dudes that would gladly give us what we want.” She smirked at you, mischief in her eyes. “So what do you say, baby girl? This Saturday?”

All you could do was smile back as an excited flutter formed in your tummy. Now here you were one a hot Saturday night, wearing your sluttiest outfits and getting checked out without your boys here to keep an eye on you. Just like you and Mina planned. “You really think they won’t show up?” you ask, slight disappointment blooming in you. “We posted our pics all over IG, so you know they saw.”

“They probably did,” Mina says, wrapping her glossy, sparkly lips around her straw to sip her cocktail. “If they aren’t tied up at work, that is. Can you imagine them walking in here right now? Katsuki would probably have us bent over this couch.”

You laugh along with her, cackling at your boyfriend’s reaction. “Or Sero would tie us up and drag us out of here,” you giggle. Your eyes then glide up and down your girlfriend’s form in her clothes, your mouth suddenly dry. “You know, you really look so good tonight. I almost don’t even want the boys to have you.”

She giggles, pressing a sticky kiss to your cheek. “Thank you, babe,” she purrs into your ear. “You look absolutely delicious.” Her hand glides down to her ass, squeezing it. “Y’know, I bet those guys over there would say the same thing. Don’t wanna waste this little fit, do you?”

Out of the corner of your eye, you see the long-haired hottie take a drag of his blunt that suddenly looks very appealing to you. ‘Fuck it,’ you think. You came here to not only rile up your boys, but to also let loose and have some fun. Why stay back here and act like you aren’t interested in these two?

So you stand and take Mina’s hand in yours. “Let’s go and say hi,” you purr. Mina giggles excitedly from beside you, sipping on her drink like it’s justice as you walk her over to the leering duo. Their stares get even more lustful and lecherous as you get closer to them, their eyes gliding over your legs, hips, thighs, and titties jiggling with every step.

You know what they want and there is no way you’re going to give it up to them. You wouldn’t dare ruin your amazing, romantic, poly relationship with Mina and your boys. But the idea of acting up with them enough to ruffle the feathers of your boyfriends makes your heart skip a beat and your pussy leak. You stop in front of them with Mina, smiling down at them. “Are those seats taken?” you ask, a breathless, sexy tone leaking into your voice. You point one manicured finger at the empty spots beside either one of them.

The duo look at the empty seats then at each other before smirking up at you both. “Not at all,” the tattooed one answers. “Please, join us. We’ve been waitin’ on you two all night.” Mina giggles as she sits down next to him while you take a seat next to the long-haired one. “We can tell; you two have been starin’ at us almost all night.”

The tattooed man laughs, flashing his pearly whites at your girlfriend. “Well, it’s not every day you see a pro hero and her pretty friend walk into a club.” At the mention of “friend”, you look at Mina, trying not to laugh at her wobbling lips as she struggles to keep in her giggles.

“Well, you’re in luck then,” you chuckle. “I’m Y/N and of course, you know Mina aka Pinkie.” The long-haired hottie takes short puff of his blunt, making sure to blow it out of your face. “I’m Aki and this here is Kanaki,” he says in a deep, raspy voice that would make any woman’s pussy wet. His friend, Kanaki, gives you a nod. “We just got done some boxing practice and came here for a night out.”

“Oh, you’re boxers?” Mina asks, interested. Kanaki smiles at her, dimples popping in his cheeks. He’s a panty-dropper too. “Best in the business,” he cockily replies. “We come here often for relaxation, but we’ve never seen you two before.”

“Work unfortunately keeps us busy,” Mina explains, “but tonight was a good night for us. We’re just here for a good time.” Kanaki smirks at Aki before turning back to Mina, his intentions pure to you. “So are we,” he rasps, . “I bet we could all have some fun together.”

Aki nods in agreement, taking another puff of his blunt. He sees you watching him and removes the blunt from his lips, a puff of smoke billowing from between his lips. “Want a hit?” he asks. “You smoke?”

“Not often,” you sheepishly reply, “but I’m here to relax so…if you don’t mind…” Aki passes you the blunt without another word and you take a small hit, coughing a bit as the smoke fills your lungs. When you take another short puff, you already feel the weed take effect on you and let the smoke billow from your parted, glossed lips. Aki watches your mouth, hypnotized.

“You ladies want some drinks?” Kanaki asks, already whipping out his wallet. “We’re buying.” You and Mina share an excited look and look at the drink menu before ordering a round of Patron shots with a side of lemon, lime, and salt. You and Mina finish your cocktails before indulging in the shots with Aki and Kanaki, pretending not to notice them staring at your lips when you suck on the lemon and lime slices.

Suddenly, one shot turns into two. Then three. Then four. And then two puffs of Aki’s joint turn into four.

Before you know it, you are absolutely fucking gone. And before you know it, an hour later after meeting the two, you’re on the dance floor with them and Mina, the weed making you feel relaxed and the alcohol making you feel like you could touch the moon. You feel light as a feather, giggly, and bubbly. The world is spinning and slightly blurry, but it also seems beautiful and nice to you. Everything is good. Everyone is sexy.

Especially your girlfriend. She grinds against you now, her body pressed against yours as you rock against each other to “Body Party” by Ciara which seems to make everyone horny. Your hands are under her skirt, grasping her asscheeks and giving Kanaki a flash of her jiggling, pink cheeks that he can’t seem to keep his eyes off of.

Aki is the same. He stands beside you two in the crowd of grinding bodies under the flashing lights, ogling at your bodies grinding against each other. You giggle with Mina’s arms still snaked around your waist, her hips flush against yours as you pull your phone out of your purse. You fumble to tap in your code and open the camera app, but once you do, you raise your phone up towards your girlfriend and your “friends” for the night. “Smile, y’all!” you drunkenly shout. “Smile for the camera!”

You smile at your phone, big and bright. Mina gives your phone the middle finger and a devious smile while Kanaki and Aki barely look at the phone when the flash goes off. You can’t even put your phone away before Mina is all over you again, tossing her arms around your neck. “Gimme a kiss, Y/N,” she whines, puckering her lips at you. Drunk off of her and everything around you, you grip the back of her head and pull her in close for a sloppy, lustful kiss.

You plunge your fingers through her messy, pink girls while she trails her hands down to your ass, gripping it. You moan into her mouth, giving her the opportunity to slip her tongue into it and swirl it with yours. Soft moans and giggles emit between you, floating in the air and to the ears of Kanaki and Aki that have gotten much closer to you and Mina, watching the scene unfolding before them.

Your phone suddenly vibrates and you pull away from a pouty Mina, a string of saliva connected to your bottom lips. “Hold up, I’m getting a call!” you laugh. “I’ll be right back, babe.”

You give Mina a wink before stumbling off of the dance floor, pulling down your skirt in the back as much as you can. You decide to go to the nearest ladies’ room and lean against the wall where the long line is before answering the call. You look down at the caller ID, grinning when you see one of your boyfriends’ names there. With a drunk giggle, you answer. “Hellooo?” you sing into the phone.

“There the fuck you are!” Katsuki huffs with relief. “Where the fuck are you two? We’ve been calling you two all night! Texting you, blowin’ up your phone!” You scowl confusedly at this newfound information. “You have?” you ask, confused.

Briefly, you pull your phone away from your ear and check your missed calls and texts. Sure enough, Katsuki is right: you have two missed calls Kiri, one from Denki, a text from Sero asking if you’re okay, and three calls and a very angry text from Katsuki asking where the fuck you are. “Oh!” you giggle, continuing the call. “Sorry, my ringer is off.”

As you thought, Katsuki is not happy about that at all. “Why the fuck is your ringer off, Y/N?” he growls. “And where are you? It’s loud as fuck in there. I can’t even hear you.”

You put one foot up on the wall, leaning your back flush against the cool tiles. “Wouldn’t you like to know?” you scoff. Katsuki pauses, obviously not believing you just said that. Do you want to die?

But it isn’t Katsuki who speaks this time––it’s Kiri. “Yes, we do,” he replies in a voice you’ve never heard from him before. It sounds like it’s taking everything in him to not reach through the phone and spank you. “Don’t play with us right now, Y/N. Where are you and Mina?”

Your stomach twirls nervously at the undercurrent of anger in Kiri’s voice, but it also causes heat to pool between your legs. Kiri isn’t the type to get worked up so easily, so to see it now is kind of hot. “Well, for your information, shark boy,” you scoff, “my girlfriend and I are at a nice club havin’ nice drinks with these very nice guys we met since you four are too busy for us.” You take a lock of your braids and twirl it around your finger as more word vomit rises to the surface. “Oh, they bought us shots too. And one said he likes my dress.”

“You’re wearin’ that pink one?” Denki asks, sounding excited. You giggle giddily in response, finding humor in his whine. But Katsuki stomps on that giddiness real quick. “Dammit, why’d you have to pull that one out?!” he snaps.

You take the phone away from your ear for a moment, scowling at it. Who the fuck is he yelling at? “Because you four idiots are too busy to take care of us!” you snap right back. “So we’re out here doin’ it ourselves. We’ve been asking you four to spend time with us for weeks, but it’s always, ‘Noooo, Y/N, we’ve got paperwork to finish’. ‘No sex tonight, Mina; we’ve got a meeting tomorrow morning’.”

You lean your foot back down to the ground and cross your arm over your midsection, suddenly feeling cold and small. “We’re just feelin’ neglected,” you weakly say. “We miss our boys.”

The other side of the phone is silent, the boys obviously dumbfounded at the truth in your and Mina’s horrible decision. “Baby, just come home, okay?” Kiri soothingly says. “We can talk about then.” Sero agrees, taking the phone. “Yeah, mama, just relax and we can discuss it at all in private,” he coos. “Here, let me order you two a Lyft and–“

“I don’t want a Lyft,” you shortly reply. “I wanna dance. I wanna have fun. So I’m gonna go now.”

“Wait, Y/N!” Katsuki shouts, but your finger is already hovering over the button to end the call. “Byeeee!” you shriek into the phone before hanging up. The illusion of pride overflows inside of you as you strut back over to the dance floor. ‘I told them,’ you think proudly with a giggle, not even thinking about how you’re going to get your pussy beaten black and blue later for this little charade.

When you shimmy back onto the dance floor, Mina is twirling her lips like it’s no one’s business and holding a new drink. “Ooooh, what’s that?” you ask, pointing at her glass. It is orange and topped with ice and chopped oranges and strawberries, reminding you of a tequila sunrise but better. Mina gives you a deviously sexy look, her gold eyes shimmering. You know exactly what she wants. “Wanna taste it?” she giggles, and you nod, practically salivating for another taste of her.

You let her yank you over to her before she takes a sip of the drink. Instantly, you open your mouth wide and tilt your head back, allowing her to hover her mouth over yours and spit the alcohol and her saliva right into your mouth. You hum appealingly at the taste of her and the fruity drink, the nasty act making you gush in your thong. Kanaki and Aki are close to falling out from the scene. “Fuck!” Aki groans. “Can you do that to me too please?”

Mina turns to the boys, wagging her finger at them. “Mm-mm, sorry,” she giggles. “That’s reserved for my girl.” She wraps an arm around you, pulling you close into her perfume-soaked neck. “And our daddies,” she whispers. “You think they’re mad at us?”

You know for a fact from the phone call that they are livid, but you can’t bring yourself to care too much. The alcohol, the music, and Mina’s lips don’t allow you to. All you want right now is her. You wordlessly lean in to kiss her again, your lips moving sloppily against each other. You both moan into each other’s mouths as your tongues swirl and flick against one another, too drunk to realize that you two are tongue kissing in public.

“God, you two are so fucking hot,” Aki groans from behind you. “I’d kill to touch either of you.”

Mina pulls away, all of her lipgloss gone and somewhere on your mouth. “We know!” she giggles. “Butcha can’t, can they, Y/N?” She winks playfully at you, wrapping her arms securely around your body. “We already belong to someone…well, somebodies.”

You giddily nod, turning to Aki. He has gotten closer, so close than you can see the bulge that has begun to protrude from his pants. “As sexy as you two are?” he scoffs, leering down at you under the strobe lights. “Of course, but they ain’t here, are they?”

“I wouldn’t put money on that, pal,” Kiri replies from behind him. Wait…Kiri?!

You and Minajump like you see a ghost as soon as you lay eyes on the big and buff redheaded hunk. He stands there behind Aki with his inked, muscled arms crossed over his broad chest covered by a black muscle tee. And he doesn’t look the least bit happy. Aki jumps at the sight of him, nearly tripping over his own feet. “Red Riot?!” he asks you and Mina, shocked. “You’re dating Red Riot?!”

You and Mina don’t answer, too flabbergasted at the presence of your boyfriend standing there, looking very disappointed in both of his girls. “So this is where you two headed off to,” he sighs, shaking his head in disapproval. “I knew Denki would recognize the place from your IG stories.” His red eyes tick between the two of you. “You two are in big trouble, you know that, right?”

You and Mina look at each other, faces pale and fear in your eyes. You two are fucked. “K-Kiri, we…” Your mouth runs dry, your tongue too heavy for words. Kiri’s brows raise expectantly.

“You…what?” he asks. “You decided to be two needy little brats and make us worry over you? You wanted to get a rise out of us?” The corner of his pierced lips curl into a crooked, dry smirk. “Well, baby girls, you did.”

Your body is on fire, but not out of excitement. You know damn well you’re going to get an earful about this from all of them, not just your platinum blonde-haired Chihuahua of a boyfriend. “Kiri, we’re sorry,” Mina weakly says, staring up at the redhead through her lashes. Usually, her soft, puppy-dog eyes work, but not this time. “Oh, it ain’t just me you’re gonna have to apologize to, baby girl,” Kiri chuckles darkly. “You’ve also got these three.”

His eyes tick above your heads. Even without turning around, you can sense the presence of your three other boyfriends standing behind you. When you and Mina slowly turn, you’re met with the very ticked-off Katsuki, Sero, and Denki standing behind you, arms crossed over their buff chests and anger radiating off of them in waves.

Oh, shit.

Your eyes widen as Mina grabs your hand, gripping it tightly. You both know you’re fucked. “What’s up, mamis?” Sero snickers, staring down at you and Mina with a dark look. “You look scared.” Denki grins deviously at you, practically licking his chops. “Both of them do,” he giggles. “Like they’re lookin’ at their death.”

Bakugou barely moves except for the slight twitch by his eye––a sign that he is very, very angry. “Not till we get ‘em home,” he growls.

His eyes then tick up to Aki and Kanaki still standing near you, their eyes wide with shock. “Da fuck are you two still standin’ there for, huh?” Bakugou snarls. “They’re ours. Now back the fuck up if you know what’s good for you.” He raises his hand and the crackle of his sweat glistening in his palm is all it takes to send the two men scrambling off.

You and Mina are practically shivering in your boots as your four boyfriends stand over you, the fear of the unknown taking over your bodies. What’s going to happen when they get you home? Are they going to spank your asses until they’re red? Are they going to edge you until you’re both crying and begging for release? Or, even worse, are they just going to do nothing at all? No touching or teasing? Neither one of their thick cocks filling you up?

Katsuki’s crimson eyes flick around the room, noticing the club-goers watching them in awe.

“Let’s get outta here,” he grumbles lowly. “Too many eyes.” Sero gives a nod before raising his elbows and shooting several yards of sticky tape at you and Mina. You girls shriek as the tape sticks to your wrists and ankles, tying them together so movement is near impossible. Before you can protest, Katsuki is hosting you over his shoulder while Kiri scoops Mina up bridal style, much to her dismay.

“Wait!” you shout, batting your fists against Katsuki’s muscular back. “Put me down!” This only gets you a hard smack on the ass that has you gasping and tears stinging in your eyes. It only gets worse as he travels through the club and you catch the wandering eyes of strangers. Some of their phones out, taking pictures and recording, laughing and gossiping. It’s so humiliating. All you want to do is hide under your covers and never come out again.

You’ve never felt more revealed until you’re outside at the valet, the cool air soothing your clammy, hot skin. When you finally get to the sleek, black Range Rover that the boys each share among each other (you have a white one while Mina’s is pink), Katsuki and Kiri finally lower you and Mina down onto the pavement. You don’t bother pulling down your dress, your dignity already ruined.

Katsuki looks like he’s about to blow a damn fuse judging from the vein pulsing in his neck. “Can’t believe you two did this shit,” he angrily growls. “Had me stressin’ at work, blowin’ up your goddamn phone, wondering if you two were okay…only to see that you two brats were flashin’ your pussies for those two extras in there.” You stare down at your shoes, pissed at your boyfriends’ behavior but also at your own. You just wanted some attention is all.

Mina peers up at Katsuki through her black lashes with her ink-black eyes, her lips smudged of her lipgloss. “Katsuki,” she weakly says. Katsuki’s eyes sharpen at his government name being used. “Who?” he growls, crossing his beefy arms over his chest. You and Mina share the same ‘uh-oh’ look, realizing that your man has now switched into fully Daddy Dom mode. You’re sure the other three have done the same. And that is so, so hot.

Mina nervously licks her lips, squeezing her thighs together. “D-Daddy,” she whimpers. “Please, guys, it was all my idea. I wanted to–“

“Shut the fuck up,” Katsuki growls. Mina buttons her lip as he opens the door to the backseat, jutting his chin inside the car. “Get your asses in the car, now.” You and Mina have no choice but to climb into the backseat of the car, getting two harsh smacks on the ass in the process. Denki and Sero get in behind you and position themselves in their seats first before having you and Mina sit in their laps.

When Katsuki and Kiri get in the front seats, Katsuki practically jams his key into the ignition and tails out of the valet like a bat out of hell. He has gotten plenty of tickets before for his driving which becomes exceedingly more reckless when he is pissed. Only now now he is pissed and also horny: a dangerous combination. Kiri turns on the stereo and bumps a City Girls song; one that you particularly like and always gets you dancing.

Denki grips your hips from underneath you, nearly digging his nails into your mini dress.

“Oooh, you two are gonna get it at home,” he growls, a devious edge to his voice. You sit rigidly on top of him, legs closed and hands in your lap. “But before that happens…” You feel his warm hand on your cheek, turning you to face him and those electric, golden eyes. “Now show us exactly what you were doin’ with those two in there, princess,” he hums. “It was pretty good music. I bet you were grinding this pussy all over them on that dance floor, weren’t you?”

His hands slide down your sides to your thighs, squeezing them generously, before using one hand to pry your legs open to reveal your glittery thong. You whimper as his fingers begin to slide up and down the tiny cloth covering above your pussy. “Mmm, so wet already,” he coos to you. “Was that because of those guys or ‘cause you knew we’d fuck you up when you finally got home?”

You don’t answer, not sure how to. Plus, Denki’s fingers rubbing circles around your clit is making it hard to think straight. “Katsuki, turn up the music,” he orders. The platinum-blonde glaringly stares at his golden-haired boyfriend through the rearview mirror. “Don’t tell me what to do,” he growls, but does so anyway. The music is soon bumping through the speakers as Katsuki zooms down the highway, swerving lanes like a madman.

Denki begins to swerve and swirl his hips underneath you, bumping his hard-on against your pussy and ass. “Dance for us, princess,” he demands, taking his hand to give your thigh a smack. He turns to Mina who has her skirt up her thighs, Sero’s hands all over her. “That goes for you too, Pinkie. Show us exactly how hard you got those losers in there.”

You press your lips together disapprovingly. “But they weren’t–“ You’re cut off by a sharp hiss from your lips when Denki grabs your hair, yanking on it. “Is that lip?” he asks, a growl in his voice. Heat pools between your thighs at his switch in character. Usually, though mischievous, Denki is very laid-back, so to see him way out of his element and being so dominant with you is a major turn-on for you. You slowly shake your head and he releases your hair though your scalp stings. “That’s what I thought. Now get to it.”

So you and Mina dance for the men sitting underneath you, your asses twirling and grinding into their laps and hardened cocks underneath their pants. You place your hands firmly on Denki’s knees and your feet on the car floor as you toot your ass up and down for him, shaking it as much as you can in the backseat. The more you dance, the more Denki ogles and grabs, the more turned-on he gets.

“Look at this lil’ dress ridin’ up,” he coos, his hands back under your dress. “I bet it was like that on the dance floor, wasn’t it? And what’s this here?” He roughly pulls you back down to sit on his lap and lifts your dress up high to reveal your sparkly thong. “My favorite thong too?” A deep, aroused growl emits from his throat. “I didn't realize you were wearin’ it, babe. You’re just lookin’ to get fucked, aren’t you?”

He begins to rub circles along your clit again, sending sparks of pleasure deep into your core. Before you can say anything to stop him, his fingers are creeping under your thong to move them aside, revealing your aching, puffy, wet pussy to him, Sero, and Kiri and Katsuki who stare in the rearview mirror. “Denki,” you whimper, your thighs quivering as his fingers ghost over your pussy, teasing you even more.

“You’re wearin’ that glittery shit?” Katsuki rumbles, his knuckles turning white from how tight he’s gripping the wheel. “You’re gonna fuckin’ get it later, I hope you know that.”

“This one ain’t no better,” Sero comments along with Mina’s soft whimpers. You turn, finding his fingers under Mina’s dress. “Just look at this shit!” He cackles as he lifts her dress up to reveal her bare, apple-bottomed, pink ass to the whole car. Kiri turns around now, staring into the backseat. “No panties, babe?” he laughs in awe. “Guess you two were desperate for everyone to know how slutty you are.”

You watch as Sero begins to toy with Mina, pressing his mouth on both of her asscheeks to nibble and kiss at them. Mina wantonly moans, her eyes fluttering closed as her boyfriend’s hands move to her sides, his fingers sliding up and down them. You’re so distracted that you don’t even realize that Denki has removed his hand from your thong to replace them with his knee. His solid knee feels so good on your throbbing pussy and clit, giving you the relief you need as you begin to grind your cunt against his thigh. “Denki,” you whimper. “Please.”

Denki moves his hand to place on your throat, not squeezing but letting you know it’s there. “Please what, princess?” he hums. “Hm? You wanna stop?” You weakly shake your head, words dying in your throat as whimpers and moans bubble to the surface. Denki chuckles and grips your neck harder now, causing you to gasp. “Of course, you don’t, you little slut,” he whispers into your ear. “Of course you like grinding on my thigh like the desperate cumslut you are.”

“Fuck, Sero!” Mina suddenly squeals from beside you. In the haze of your pleasure, you turn, finding Mina with her legs open wide and Sero’s finger curling into her wet pussy. As he slowly fingerfucks her, you can hear how wet Mina’s pussy is, the lewd sounds making you grind harder against Denki’s thigh.

“Fuck!” Katsuki grunts. “I can hear how wet they are. You two brats are lucky I’m driving.” Kiri is just about dying, ogling at the two of you from the passenger’s seat. “God, that’s so hot,” he groans. “I can't wait to get you two home.”

And only when you two get home. Making that clear, Denki forces you to stop by gripping your waist and Sero pauses his fingerfucking to give you both a firm glare. “Don’t cum,” Katsuki orders, staring sharply at both of you girls in the rearview mirror. “Neither one of you. If you cum now, you won’t be able to cum later, understood?”

Though dizzy with pleasure, you and Mina manage to answer him the way he wants to be answered: “Yes, daddy,” you both weakly say, chests heaving, hearts racing, and pussies wet.

When you finally get in the house fifteen minutes later after flying across the city, you barely have any time to get your shoes off before the boys are hustling you and Mina upstairs. At some point, Katsuki throws you over his shoulder and Kiri hikes Mina up in his arms, running up the steps with you girls as you squeal in protest. When you get to your master bedroom, Katsuki kicks the door open and tosses you onto the bed. You shriek as you go flying before hitting the mattress, bouncing a bit as you do.

Mina goes flying too as Kiri tosses her down beside you. You two them lay on your backs, staring up at your four boyfriends looming over your tinier figures, staring down at you almost predator-like. “What should we do with them first?” Denki excitedly asks, lust in his eyes. Katsuki deviously smirks at you and Mina, filling you with dread. “I’ve got just the thing,” he chuckles before glaring down at you girls. “Get on your knees, hands behind your back.”

Sharing a withering look, you and Mina slowly do as Katsuki says. As you sit with your pretty asses facing them in such a submissive position, the four groan at the sight, making you bite your lip in utter anticipation. The throbbing in your pussy only gets worse when Sero reapplies the tape to your ankles and wrists, making it hard to move or escape. You’ve never been this horny before. What is it about pissing your boyfriends off that makes you so damn wet?

Sero then steps back to admire his handiwork. “Now neither one of you can run from us,” he deviously hums. “We can do whatever the fuck we want with you now.” That turns you on even more: to be so helpless under their touches; to be completely at their mercy. Sero runs a finger down your cheek, his touch making you quiver. ”But you wouldn’t run away even if you didn’t have my tape wrapped around your wrists, would you?”

You know the answer: hell no. And Mina knows it too.

“Bend ‘em over,” Katsuki grunts, foreplay be damned. “I need to teach these two greedy sluts a lesson in obedience.” Sero and Kiri do as they are ordered and position you and Mina so you’re both bent over, knees and the soles of your feet dug into the mattress. “Are we being punished?” Mina asks, her voice slightly muffled from the mattress.

You adjust your head slightly to look behind you, finding Katsuki glaring at her from above. He then yanks her skirt over her pink ass before doing the same to you, leaving the thong on. “What the fuck do you think?” he hisses before his hand is colliding with the meat of her ass. A loud whine leaves Mina’s lips and you flinch at the harsh sound of skin colliding with skin.

You don’t have much time to prepare when Katsuki is giving you the same treatment. His hands are rough from years of pro-hero work, so his slaps hurt like hell. They are rough and sting like fire licking across your skin. You gasp and gnaw harshly on your lip to avoid crying out. He continues to do this to both you and Mina, making your asses jiggle and tears spring into your eyes. “Is this what you wanted?” he grunts. “To get punished like this? Make me lose my mind like this?”

You dig your face into the mattress, muffling your screams of pain at merciless spanks. Finally, Kiri tags in, putting a hand on Katsuki’s chest to stop him. “My turn,” he darkly chuckles. “Brace yourself, ladies. You know my hand is heavy.” And boy, is it. Way more than Katsuki’s because of his quirk. His hands are hard and rough, his palms calloused.

And they hurt even worse when they collide with your ass. Adding new, fresh spanks on top of the ones Katsuki already gave you is the worse pain you’ve ever felt. It’s excruciating. You’re so sure that your ass is red despite your skin tone at this point with how harsh Kiri is being.

“Don’t flinch,” he orders. “You wanted this shit, then you’ve got it. All the attention you could ask for. He gives both you and Mina the same treatment, wailing in on your asses like he's trying to get some gold rings out of you. He babbles about how fat your asses are and how they jiggle whenever he smacks them, obviously enjoying how they move.

Then it’s Denki’s turn. Ever the sadist, when he brings his hand down upon you, he makes sure to slip his quirk in too. As his hand collides with your ass, a tiny spark shoots from his palm to your ass straight through your ass. You quiver and shake at the short electrocution, a gasp leaving your lips. “Oops!” he mockingly says. “Guess I let my quirk slip.” Though you can’t see it with your face still in the mattress, you can hear Mina’s shriek and feel her body shivering when Denki gives her the same treatment.

“Fuck, that shiver was so cute,” Kiri groans. “Do that again, Denks.” Denki does so to both you and Mina, giving you two shock after shock. Each one is more intense than the next, making you feel as if you are repeatedly being poked with an electric rod. Then it’s Sero’s turn and though he gives your asses some wet kisses first to soothe the pain, all of that goes to shit when his hands collide with your asscheeks too.

Minutes feel like hours the more hits you take from them, one after the other. Your and Mina’s cries fill the bedroom, bouncing off of the walls for no one to hear. Your ass begins to ache and sting to the point where you’re crying, the comforter wet beneath you. “Please stop!” you tearfully beg. “It hurts!” Mina sniffles beside you, softly crying at the pain.

Though the spanks luckily stop, you feel two rough, thick fingers peel your soaked thong away from your cunt and playing with your pussy, easing some of the fiery stings along your asscheeks. “Your pussy says something completely different,” Katsuki tsks. “Little slut. You still need to be taught a lesson, don’t you?” You then suddenly feel his thick, wet tongue sliding along your wet folds, sucking on your pussy lips and on the sensitive bud of your clit. Your mouth falls open at the feeling, your ass shamelessly arching into his face. “F-Fuck, ‘Suki!” you moan.

You turn your head to look at Mina, finding Kiri kneeling behind her ass, his hands prying her cheeks apart. “Don’t think you don’t get the same treatment, bratty girl,” he teasingly purrs before his mouth is on Mina’s pretty, pink pussy, devouring every inch of it.

Katsuki isn’t at all slow or loving. He eats every single part of your pussy, sucking harshly on the right places and being more gentle yet merciless with the other, more sensitive parts of you. You even feel his finger sliding against the puckered hole of your asshole, making your body quiver from the sheer among of pleasure you’re feeling. The sounds that leave your lips are loud and lewd, bouncing off of the bedroom walls. From beside you, you can hear the sobbing, wet sounds of Kiri licking Mina’s pussy as she moans and whines, her face buried deep into the bed. Katsuki pulls away from your clit momentarily to bark, “Sero, Denki; plug up those other holes of there’s.”

You weakly look up to find Denki and Sero kneeling in front of you and Mina, looking excited and extremely devilish. “Oooh, I love this part,” Denki happily sighs. “I’ve been wantin’ to fuck their throats all night!” He settles in front of Mina, forcing her to look up at him by gripping her hair and hoisting her up onto her forearms. He then yanks down his pants with one hand, revealing his hardened cock protruding from a patch of golden, trimmed curls.

Sero smirks down at you, his hands working his zipper down. “Guess I get you tonight, mami,” he purrs. “No matter. Both of your pretty little throats make me happy either way.” Then his pants are coming off too, revealing a hard, thick cock jumping against his toned lower stomach, the boubous head bubbling with precum. “Open up,” he growls and you have no choice but to do so when Katsuki plunges his tongue inside of your pussy, tongefucking you without warning. As your mouth opens on a long whine, Sero plunges his cock deep into your mouth.

“That’s it, mama,” he groans as his thick cock stretches out your mouth. “Take me deep. Don’t be distracted.” You whine around his length, nearly choking it from how deep it goes until you nearly feel it touch the back of your throat.

“Fuck!” Sero growls, his hand moving to the back of your head to wind your braids around his fist. It becomes even harder to focus when he begins fucking your face, his stomach pressing against your nose again and again as he plunges his dick in and out of your mouth, emitting gargled gasps and muffled whines from you.

While all you smell and taste is Sero, you don’t just feel his thick cock stretching your jaw. The fact that you feel him and Katsuki both fucking your holes makes it so hard to focus on anything. You feel yourself going slack, your limbs growing tired and your jaw aching from Sero repeatedly fucking your throat. “This is what you wanted, right?” he grunts, the black hairs from his mullet in his face. “You just wanted to get fucked like the sweet lil’ slut you are?”

You gargle in response and he removes his cock, now dripping in your saliva, from your mouth. You are awarded air then and gulp down as much as you can, coughing. Sero grips your chin, forcing you to look up at him. “Sorry, mama; I couldn’t hear you,” he chuckles. “Now say it again. Let the guys hear you.”

You can tell without looking that Katsuki, Kiri, and Denki are listening intently to you, waiting for you to say what they already know. Sero squeezes your cheeks together, making it hard to speak, but you manage to do so, your voice soft and weak from your throat being fucked. “Yes, papi,” you answer, peering up at Sero through your lashes. “Your baby girl just wanted to get fucked. We both did.” Mina wines pitifully beside you, proving your statement.

This makes your boys go completely feral. Sero plugs your mouth back with his cock and fucks it like it’s his last time doing so, Denki following suit with Mina’s throat. Katsuki is having a ball behind you, his hands roughly gripping your ass and his tongue flicking along your clit the way you like. “Slutty lil’ bimbo, makin’ me so worried for you,” he growls into your cunt, the vibrations filling your core with pleasure. “All just ‘cause you wanted some dick.” His tongue then plunges deep into your pussy, making you whine around Sero’s cock.

It doesn’t take long for Sero or Denki to cum. You know Sero is close by how hard he starts gripping your hair, nearly yanking the braids out of your scalp. His thrusts are rougher and harder, his abs slamming against your mouth and his heavy balls swinging against your chin. “Gonna cum,” he growls. “Such a good girl takin’ this dick, baby.”

Denki is whining, overly-dramatic mess. His moans are loud and bounce off the walls as he slams his cock deep into Mina’s throat while Kiri continues to eat her out like she’s his last meal. “Gonna cum!” Denki shouts, his head thrown back in ecstasy. “Gonna cum deep down your slutty throat!” Mina whines is response as Kiri nibbles lightly on her pussy lips with his sharp teeth, chuckling at her reactions.

You get no kind of warning when Sero finally floods your mouth with his cum, swearing in Spanish as he does so. There is so much nut that it spills out of your mouth and dribbles down your chin. “Hold it,” he demands as he slips his semi-hard cock out of your mouth. “Lemme see my cum in your mouth, puta.”

You carefully tilt your chin up to hold his cum in your mouth, showing the creamy substance on your tongue. Sero grins down at you proudly. “Good girl,” he coos, pecking your forward. “Now swallow.”

As soon as Denki and Sero cum in your and Mina’s mouth, you know that you’re deep in for a night of punishment. The rest of the things your men do to you and your girlfriend are one torturous yet pleasurable blur that is only heightened by the weed you smoked and the shots of alcohol you threw back earlier at the club. Katsuki and Kiri don’t let you or Mina cum, pulling away when you’re just about to burst all over their faces. “Not yet,” Katsuki growls. “You two sluts don't get to cum until we say so.”

Before you know what’s happening, Sero is repositioning your tired arms up high over your head and laying you down on your back so you’re side by side with Mina. You stare into her inkwell eyes and at her soft, pink lips when you’re both suddenly filled by Katsuki and Kiri at the same time. Kiri and Katsuki switch between you and Mina’s pussies, taking turns filling you and fucking you dumb into the mattress.

Kiri is more loving and slow with his strokes but still all the more merciless. He slings your leg over his broad shoulder and kisses your foot while his cock fills you, stroking the wet, gummy walls of your pussy. “So good,” he groans, his face as red as his hair. “You feel so good around me, baby girl. Keep grippin’ me just like that.” More praise and sweet nothings leave his lips as he pummels you as hard as you want, relishing the broken moans and whines that leave your lips.

Meanwhile, Katsuki is rough, wild, and feral. He fucks you into the bed in a mating press position, his feet on the bed and his dick pummeling into your pussy over and over again. Squelching sounds emit from down below as your juices and flavored lube slip down your asscrack to the bed, making your walls even slipperier and causing Katsuki to have an easier time fucking you silly. His large hand grips your throat and his nose touches yours, making the sex even more intense with him so close. “You like that, slut?” he snarls in your face. “You like me fucking you dumb?”

All you can do is whine in response. Words are meaningless at this point. Katsuki forces you to open your mouth and spits in it in response before swirling his tongue with yours, tasting himself.

While Sero sits against the headboard, lazily stroking his cock to the sights and sounds of his girls, Denki gets right in the mix. His sneaky fingers tweak and tug on your nipples and play with your clit while Kiri and Katsuki continue to plunge deep into your squelching, sobbing, wet pussies over and over again. Every single touch from Denki is twinged with a zap of electricity that sends you farther over the edge, trying to balance that pain and pleasure.

You don’t even realize that you’re drooling until Denki points it out. “Awww, she’s drooling!” he cackles. He leans in close to you despite Katsuki still pounding you into the bed.

His thumb swipes across your bottom lip to catch your saliva and he sucks on his thumb, humming at the taste of you. “Is Bakugou fucking you dumb, slutty girl, hm?” he teasingly asks. "Or am I just fryin’ that pretty brain of yours?” You whine weakly in response, too distracted by Katsuki’s delicious cock bullying your insides.

When Katsuki finally cums inside of you, it’s messy and big. He cums with an uncharacteristic, almost animalistic roar as he spills his nut deep inside of your cunt, his hand still pinning you to the bed. Kiri cums too, a loud moan of Mina’s name leaving his lips as he nuts deep inside of her tight walls. You girls take every ounce of their cum, just as you do when they flip you back over onto your hands and knees.

They don’t allow you to recover or rest. “Sluts don't get to rest,” Katsuki tells you, a dark chuckle in his voice. “They only get what they deserve. And you two bimbos deserve to be fucked until your pussies are mush.”

And he sticks to his word. Each one of them do. When you and Mina are flipped back onto your hands and knees, your men plug up your pretty, wet holes again. Katsuki and Kiri fuck your throats while Denki and Sero kneel behind you, plunging their cocks deep inside of your pussies to fuck you doggystyle.

You get Denki this time and shit, are you in for it. The man makes sure you fuck you stupid, his foot on the bed and hands grappling your tits to zap your poor little nipples. He even dips under your thighs to rub your clit, his fingertips pulsing with electricity. It has you whimpering and shivering as the short currents of electricity course through you.

When he finally cums inside of you, you’re just about done and filled to the brim, but then Kiri takes you. He has you lay down on your stomach and fucks you prone bone style. “Don't do anything, baby,” he coos as his cock strokes your sensitive, gushy walls. “Just lemme do all the work, m’kay? Be a good girl and take me.”

And you do. You don’t have much of a choice. You can only lie there and let Kiri fuck your body like his own personal fleshlight, his thick cock sliding against your G-spot. Your body is tired and your pussy is screaming for release, but Kiri doesn’t let you cum. Neither of them let Mina cum either. She is spread out against the headboard, Denki’s face in her pussy while Katsuki and Sero have their cocks in her face, taking turns sliding them in and out of her wet mouth.

When Kiri cums, it is just as messy and explosive as Katsuki’s nut is. He grips your hips and pins you down to the bed as his big body tenses above you, pleasure coursing through his veins. “Fuck!” he whines, the sound nearly pushing you over the edge. “Such a good girl!” And like a good girl, you take every ounce of his cum pumping inside of you, groaning softly as you feel it slide down your thighs.

“Goddammit, please, daddies!” Mina sobs. “Please just let us cum!” She is only met with callused laughter from the guys, humored at her pain. “You cum when we say so,” Katsuki growls. “Now shut the fuck up and get on your fuckin’ knees for us so you can have your treat.”

Mina does as she is told, sliding onto her knees on the bed in front of you. You barely know what’s happening, too exhausted and dazed to realize it. When you suddenly feel Mina’s tongue sliding against your cum-covered, fucked-silly pussy, her hands prying your legs apart, your soul just about leaves your body. “N-No,” you weakly protest. “No, please…t-too much! Please, daddies, stop!”

Your sobs and pleas of mercy fall on deaf ears as Katsuki, Kiri, and Sero surround you once more, their hard cocks and gorgeous bodies in your face. Denki situates himself behind Mina and slides inside of her as she eats you out. He doesn’t take his time or let her adjust first before fucking deep into her, his stomach slamming against her ass and his fingers tweaking her nipples, emitting screams and wails from her as she greedily eats your cunt.

“Shut up and open your mouth,” Katsuki cooly says. “Or you don’t cum at all tonight. Believe me, baby: you know we’ll do it.”

That threat is worse than death to you at this point, so you open your mouth and let the trio fuck your throat raw and yank on your braids. They start to morph into one the more you endure, each cock becoming more of the same one. You’re losing it, the combination of pain and pleasure fogging your brain and making reality nothing more than an illusion.

“Such a good little toy for us,” Kiri coos, watching you take Katsuki’s cock with awe, his hand pumping his own in time with his boyfriend’s thrusts. Sero does the same, stroking his dick right next to your face. “Does our little girl wanna cum?” he teases. “You wanna cum all over Mina’s face while she creams on Denki’s dick?”

You lazily nod with tears pricking your eyes despite Katsuki’s cock in your throat while Mina eagerly moans in agreement, her tongue slashing your clit again and again. You can feel your body getting closer to that release. You don’t know what you’ll do if they deny your release again.

Fortunately, that doesn’t happen. To your shock and relief, Katsuki pulls his cock out of your mouth and pumps it right in your face, his hand working himself furiously. “Cum for us, slut,” he demands. “Both of you. Do it now before I change my mind.”

‘Finally,’ you think. You sob in delirious happiness while Mina babbles grateful thanks into your cunt. “Thank you, daddies!” she whines as Denki fucks her harder. “Thank you, thank you, thank you!”

You swear that when you cum, it’s an out-of-body experience. Your soul practically leaves you and sees heaven when the pleasure washes over you, plunging you into a sea of bliss. Your orgasm rips through you at the same time as Mina, your moans and screams of release filling the bedroom.

When you burst all over Mina’s face, she eagerly and hungrily cleans you up, sucking on your inner thighs and sliding her tongue down your asscrack to catch the rest of your cum. When she picks up her head to stare at you from between your thighs, her mouth is coated in your juices, making her lips shine with you. “God, that’s so hot!” Denki pitifully whines. “I’m gonna cum so hard!”

“Not inside of her, Denks,” Kiri warns, his teeth gritted as his orgasm begins to rise. “Do it on her face. Come over here and help us coat their pretty faces.” Denki doesn’t need to be told twice. He slides out of Mina and practically tosses her beside you, forcing your faces to tilt up at them.

Just as they like, you stick your tongues out and keep your eyes on them and their cocks, hypnotized at how fast their hands pump their cocks. Just for their girls. Their grunts and moans fill the air, making your sensitive pussies throb despite just cumming, signaling that they’re close. “This is what you get,” Katsuki grunts. “This is what you get for bein’ brats.”

You and Mina get the point when your men finally cum all over you. You get no warning, but even if you did, you would still be surprised at how much there is. Their cum is explosive and messy, coating your faces, lips, tits, and even sliding down your stomaches. Cries and growls of unison fill the air as their nut splashes all over your skin, coating you in their scent and making a very clear statement: ‘You’re ours.’ A delirious laugh bubbles from deep in your chest when their warm cum splashes all over you, the intensity of tonight finally ebbing.

Finally free from the constraints of edge play, you and Mina fall back onto the mattress side by side, exhausted, spent, and still covered in cum. The boys recover above you, breathing raggedly and coated in sweat. “Well,” Sero huffs, “that was something.” Denki laughs from beside him. “I’ll say!”

Kiri tilts his head up to the ceiling, his muscles glistening in perspiration. “I think we’re all in need of a hot bath,” he sighs. “Anybody in for a dip in our whirlpool tub for the night?” The guys hum in agreement. Though you want to agree too, all you can let out is a tiny, weak moan.

“We’re all takin’ a bath,” Katsuki gruffly states, “but before that, I need an answer." You suddenly feel him hover over you, his crimson eyes glaring at you and Mina. “So are you gonna pull that shit again with us?” he asks, his voice dangerously low and daring you to fuck with him.

You and Mina stare at each other, exhaustion written all over your sticky faces. You each turn back to your boyfriends sitting above you and shake your heads. “No, daddies,” you obediently reply. “We promise we won’t.”

The boys grin proudly and each press a wet kiss to your lips in appreciation for your obedience.

But even they know that’s a damn lie, and they look forward to the next time they’ll get to teach you and Mina a lesson.

THE END.

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itsdori-lover · 5 months ago

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Cherry Blossom Connection

Erm.. hey y'all! This my first post on here so PLEASE BE NICE 😞...

Any constructive criticism is greatly appreciated!!

Summary: You're invited by your best friend Mina to the club, you think you won't meet anyone interesting but to your surprise, you do.. Some notes: you're gender neutral but has girlalala parts!!, Izuku is asian & hispanic! I think that's it tho... :)

TW!!: Vaginal Sex, Vaginal Fingering, Spanking, Shotgun Kissing, Creampie 🙃

I walked in the club, the music thumping and people dancing. Honestly I didn’t want to be here today, but I was forced by Mina.

[ FLASHBACK!!]

I just got out of the shower, feeling refreshed and ready for bed until I heard my Tyler, the creator ringtone going off. I let out a sigh before picking up my phone to answer. “ Yes minaaa!~” I said as I stretched out her name for the effects. “ Girl get dressed and get to the bar, I sent you the Addie. See you in an hour!!!” She said before she hung up. ‘Damn she could have at least let me get a word in…’ I thought before picking out my clothes.

[ FLASHBACK OVER!!!]

It smelled like drunk people and weed. How amazing… Anyway, I walked to the bar ordering a frozen raspberry margarita. If i was forced here, i’m at least gonna get tipsyyy! Speaking of being forced here, I looked around for Mina and I found her making out with this red head. Seems like she’s getting some dick tonight 🤭. I need to really find myself a boo, but all these guys look like perverts so… I probably won’t find anyone today.

As I ordered another Margarita and a shot, My song ‘ Anxious ’ came on. Of course I have to get up and dance. I got up, making my way to the dance floor. I swayed my hips, shaking my ass and moving my arms around my body as I danced. I continued until I felt hands snake across my hips. Listen, I don't play when it comes to clubs, I'm always ready to kick ass. my hands rated E for EVERYONE!!! I turned around, ready for it to be a perv but it turned out to be a green haired Asian boy. ooo he was so good looking. He had green eyes, freckles, and two deep dimples that popped out with the slightest smile.

My attitude immediately changed as I took in his looks. “ Hi beautiful, what’s your name?” He asked as he continued to sway with me. I stared at him before turning back around, ignoring his question. “ hmm~ playing hard to get huh? that’s fine by me” He whispered in my ear. His deep voice sent my heart to cloud 9. God he sounded so sexy, but I can't let him have me that easily. as we danced together, My favorite part came on. Just to be bold and get a reaction, I rubbed my ass against him. His grip got tighter as he rubbed circles into my back.

We danced some more until we got a tad bit tired. He walked me to a booth with a bunch of liquor bottles laying around. “ Now will you tell me your name, pretty girl?” He said as he rubbed circles into my thighs. “ It's (your name), what about you, pretty boy?” I retaliated, leaning forward to stare in his eyes. He stared at me back for a few seconds before leaning back into the sofa, “ it’s Izuku Midoriya.” After introducing ourselves, we got into a conversation about anything and everything.

Soon it got late and the club was closing. By this time, I completely forgot about Mina. I guess I'll just have to call her tomorrow to make sure she's still alive. Honestly I didn’t want to leave Izuku, it seemed like he was thinking the same thing as he led me to his car. As I got into his 2023 BMW I admired his red interior, it fits him so well. Sexy yet classy… Anyway we continued our talk, when I looked back at him he was rollin up a blunt. I stared at him as he licked the paper before using his hands to smooth it down. God he looked so sexy, definitely had the kitty purring… 😍 (LMAOOO)

I didn’t even realize he started to stare right back at me until he broke me out of my thoughts with a question. “ Do you smoke?” “ Of course I do” I stated before turning away from him again. When he tried to light the blunt, his lighter wasn’t working. I leaned in and flicked mine up to light it. The fire made his face look so detailed and fine as he stared at me with that look in his eyes. He breathed in before blowing the smoke out of his nose. He then passed the blunt to me so I could hit. As soon as the smoke filled my lungs, I felt all the worries and embarrassment fade away.

We passed the blunt back and forth, both of us getting our fill. Izuku stared at me before speaking “ Te ves tan hermosa mamas” I stopped mid blow out to stare at him in awe. “ You know spanish??” He chuckled before saying “ I’m hispanic too, mi amor” I smiled at him, making a mental note of that. “ I see, that makes sense” I said before passing the blunt to him. As he took his hit, he looked at me and grabbed my chin. Izuku pulled me in saying “ Open your mouth, Mamas” before blowing smoke into my mouth. Our eyes said so many words our mouth couldn’t say.

He moved his lips close to mine before kissing me. Our kiss was sweet at first before becoming sensual and hungry. We were hungry for each other's taste and warmth. As Izuku kissed me, He stubbed our blunt and dropped it somewhere on the floor. He grabbed my hips and lifted me onto his lap, his hands roamed my body as I moaned in his mouth. I rutted my hips against his, needing friction to tame the firing feeling on my body.

Izuku kissed down my neck, looking and searching for my sweet spot all while leaving purplish marks all over my neck. We grinded on each other, searching for pleasure while touching every place we can. His hands moved to my ass, cuffing it before sliding his hands inside my panties. His fingers circled my clit, catching my breath in my throat. “ U-ugh, Izuku~” He looked up at me as he pushed my bra up and immediately latched onto my nipple, playing with the other one. My face scrunched as the pleasure moved throughout my body.

“ more, please!” I mumbled as his finger quickend in tight circles on my clit. I felt myself getting closer and closer to my orgasm. As soon as I was about to cum, he stopped everything. “ Izuku!~” I moaned in displeasure. “ Be patient, pretty girl” Izuku whispered as he took off my panties. He moved his fingers from my clit to my hole. “ ¿Estás tan mojada ya?Que chica tan traviesa~” Izuku mainly mumbled to himself. I was too desperate for pleasure to even notice his language switch. I rutted my hips against his fingers, hoping to signal that I need some type of friction.

He definitely got the signal as he thrusted two fingers into me at once. “ See you’re so wet, two fingers went in so easily” He commented as he thrusted his fingers at a fast but slow pace. I couldn’t even reply as he knocked my breath straight out of my lungs. “ hnnggg! wait please~” I yelped as I felt my orgasm coming. Instead of stopping, Izuku sped up hoping I would cum on his fingers. “ Go ahead, cum for me, pretty girl.” He egged on. As soon as those words slipped from his mouth, the knot came undone. Izuku kept fingering me through my orgasm as he soothed me with his words. We kissed sloppily, saliva sliding down my lips.

He took out his cock, it was clean cut. Pretty pink tip with a mix of a dark and light shaft. Just when I thought I was done for the night, The sight of his cock got me aroused all over again. When we made eye contact, the sparks flew and before I knew it, he was positioning me on his cock. He looked at me for consent and once he got it, he lowered me onto him. I couldn’t even feel the stretch of my cunt with all of the pleasure that flowed through me. Izuku groaned as he felt the wetness surrounding his aching cock.

Once he bottomed out, He checked up on me making sure I was comfortable and okay. When doing so he realized I was too fucked out to even understand him, so he started moving. Izuku gripped my thighs to lift me up to the tip before slamming me back down. “ Mmmfffp!~” I moaned as he fucked me with no mercy. “ Joder hermosa~” Izuku slurred into my neck. I gripped his hair and pulled it as he fucked me. For a while, all I could hear was skin slapping and loud moans. The car started to shake as he got more aggressive.

All of a sudden, all movement stopped when he pushed his seat back. “ Ride me, my love” Is all he said as he stared at me. I was so tired and out of breath, all I could do was move my hips side to side. Izuku didn’t like that so he smacked my ass. “ Hurry up hermosa…” He asserted with a hard stare. I whimpered as I placed my hands on his chest and lifted myself. I dropped myself down, moaning as I did so. “ Hngh!” He and I both moaned. One hand made its way to my hip while the other made its way to my nipple, pulling and playing with it. I smacked myself down hard as I fucked myself onto him. I felt a familiar knot form in my stomach. I knew I was going to cum. Izuku was also close as he gripped my hips harder and his moans got more high pitched. “ I- izuku~ I’m going to-!” I couldn’t get my sentence out as I came on Izuku’s cock. I thought he would stop but he continued to fuck himself through his own orgasm. I felt him fill me up with his cum as he moaned my name. “ Joder, te sientes tan bien a mi alrededor.~” Izuku said to me as he lifted me off him. “ Get some sleep mamas, I'll clean you up” He suggested, and with that I went to sleep.

#izuku smut #izuku x black!reader #mha #black!reader #mhaxreader #deku smut #mha smut #katsuki smut #kirishima smut #bnha x reader #bnha smut #aizawa smut #mina x reader

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slut4sugu · 1 year ago

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𝐆𝐈𝐑𝐋𝐅𝐑𝐄𝐈𝐍𝐃 𝐇𝐂𝐒 — MINA ASHIDO

❀ Including: agedup!characters, Mina x black!reader, use of names: mamas, pretty girl, ma, pretty girl, princess, slight suggestion towards the end, mentions of hellva boss, also since its cannon that mina is black im gonna write her as such (im keeping her pink skin tho its so pretty) So if thats a problem please keep scrolling! ❀ Genre: fluff/suggestiveness ❀ kams note: BRO I LOVE MINA SM IDK WHY I HAVENT WRITTEN FOR HER SOONER

Back to masterlist . ♬ : slumber party: ashnikko & bonetown: versokia mayday

[🌸] FIRST WEEKS DATING

Since you guys were close friends before you dated mina felt as though you were the perfect person for her to be with and she was the perffect person for you. She knew what you liked and what you didn’t. What turned you on and what creeped you out, but when it came to actually asking you out she felt a lump in her throat. You helped the pink girl calm down and told her to take her time and just say what she had to say, and once she did as such you were beyond shocked yet happy at her words.

“You like me ?” Your acrylic nail pointing to her than back to your chest, your eyes slightly wide at the news. “Yeah..I’m sorry you prolly don’t feel the same-“ You shushed her quickly by pouncing on her body the bed dipping under your weight slightly as you straddled her waist. Giggling as you shook your head. “Ash don’t be sorry, I like you too. I have since you said i was your quote ‘baby mama’.” She blushed at the confession, sitting up against her headboard hesitantly wondering if she should put her hands on your hips or not. (Despite the fact ya’ll have done gay shit before lol.) “Soo does that mean you wanna date me?” She asked, her eyes looking into your pretty brown ones. “Yesss, of course i wanna date you ash- actually i wanna be your baby mama.” You said teasingly with a slight smirk, causing Mina to loose her once shy demeanor and resort back to her regular self. “Then kiss me, pretty girl.”

You both became inseparable. Never leaving each others sides all day, and going as far to work on combination moves with your quirk (you can imagine that for yourself but if you can’t think of nothing uhh your a winx fairy ion know😭).

Even though mina spends most of her time with you and knows how comfortable you are with her, almost everytime she wants to kiss you she always asks. You say she doesn’t have to but she says that ‘I wanna make sure you wanna kiss me as much i wanna kiss you.’ (And she likes hearing you whine when she takes to long to kiss you back <3)

Loves coming over late at night to sleep in your comfy bed, explaining that she can’t sleep without having her hand on your boob. When you both know that she likes cuddling with you more than anything. Though you also know that you can’t fall asleep without her small soft hand squeezing your soft mound.

On the nights she really really misses you, she does her skin care routine at your place and hangs out with you as much as she can before going back on patrol. Promising to be in bed by your side by the time you wake up.

Always pays for your nails & hair appointments, her hero work pays well and she knows yours do too but she loves the sight of her hard money well spent on pretty hello kitty nails.

[🌸] FIRST COUPLE MONTHS

After a few months of dating you she’ll stop asking you for kisses and just give you surprise ones instead, its so cute how she’ll announce her presence with a giggle before attacking you with kisses. She’ll usually tickle you too just to get your attention for the time being, Mina loves having you all to herself and eating up your precious time when you should be doing something else.

Will gladly braid your hair for you! She’s such a sweetheart too, if you start to get tired she’ll let you lean on the inner side of her thigh and doze off while she finishes up for you. Trust n believe she’s taking dozens of pictures of your sleeping face without your knowledge <33

Definitely has gotten matching braids with you before with little beads at the end, its so pretty how the colors compliment her pretty skin. And you of course go out of your way to tell your pretty girlfriend how hot she looks with her knotless braids <33

Starts to leave her clothes over at your place just to have an excuse to come over and stay the night. And well..she loves seeing you in just underwear and her shirts. She thinks it’s the cutest and hottest thing ever <3

If you have a car/ or ride in hers she insists on driving, saying that your her pretty passenger princess and deserves to just chill and play whatever song you want

Buys matching bonnets with you once she starts to realize just exactly how important you are to her <3

Definitely watches hellva boss and LOVES versokia mayday & queen bee. Mina cosplayed for her on your birthday and lets just say yall had fun with the outfit afterwards <33

Listens to: Odetari, niki minaj, ice spice, Beyoncé, ashnikko, Lizzo, flo Milli, Megan the stallion, Marina, and ofc Summer walker

[🌸] 4+ MONTHS

Starts thinking about marrying you fr

Atp everything is natural with you, ass grabs, neck kisses that end up with hickeys on your neck visible for everyone to see. Speaking of that, Mina’s always liked showing you off even if it was slightly inappropriate when she did. Kissing you in front of others, making out with you in clubs, grinding her ass on you, etc. It doesn’t matter to Mina, she just loves showing her girl off.

Taking showers together becomes a daily thing, wash days are especially fun when Mina’s tired from hero work. Her sweet little girlfriend washes her pink hair for her, her bones turning into mush when you massage your fingers into her scalp.

Makeout sessions every day <3

Loves teasing you by calling you names, the way your eyes dart to the corner of the room just motivates Mina even more. Your facial expressions drive her up the wall, she loves how dominant you can be only to turn around and be submissive when she calls you dirty girl or doll.

You had just finished making your shared bed when you heard your girlfriend ask “Are you wearing those black panties i bought you a week ago?” Glancing over your shoulder to see Mina, who’s eyes were stuck on the visible panties that could be seen slightly below your pink bratz shirt. You hummed in response, “They are comfy as hell and I didn’t feel like putting on shorts so-“ You squeaked as you felt a hand on your lower back suddenly push you onto the bed, your arms being folded behind your back as a hand held them tightly. The other going under your shirt from behind, moving it up to fully reveal the scandalous underwear that hugged your ass. “All of this for me doll? Damn you must want something taunting me like this.” Mina’s voice sent a warmth to your core, her touch not helping as you felt her free hand drift back down to your waist and to your ass giving it a squeeze. A small sigh of pleasure escaping from your lips as you felt a heat begin to throb in between your legs with need. Leaning down against you, Mina’s boobs pressed agaisnt your back. Her breath on the shell of your ear which sent chills down your spine. “Do you want something ma? Hmm?” Her voice like silk as her hand went back to your waist, pulling you by the waist and grinding against you. “Answer me honey, you know I like hearing you say what you want.”

#🌸. 𝐀 𝐃𝐄𝐒𝐈𝐆𝐍 𝐁𝐘 𝐊𝐀𝐌 #mha #mina ashido #mina ashido x reader #Mina ashido x black!fem reader #mha x reader #mha x poc!reader #mha x female reader #mha x black female reader #Mha x fem!reader #mina x y/n #mina x you #mina x reader #Mina ashido imagine #Mina ashido smut #Mina ashido lesbian #mha x black reader smut #mha x you #mha imagines

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solaarbeeam · 6 months ago

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Y2K - mina ashido x black!reader

tw/cw:: n-word drops, cursing, mina is portrayed as a black woman so if you don’t like that, this ain’t the fic for u

A/N:: as a bisexual, I gotta pour one up for the bnha girlies and so here I am :)

- You and Mina were the very first couple of the year in Class 1-A. The both of you clicked fast enough for it to happen, and the minute after internships, the both of you declared it official.

- Lazy days are a thing for the two of you, but as two esteemed members of the Bakusquad, getting Bakugou to leave the both of yall niggas alone to be lazy is nearly impossible.

- You tend to help out Mina with your homework, because last in the class rankings is highkey a problem. Mina, of course, whines about it but gives in eventually because who is she to deny the cute face you make when you’re upset?

- Nail dates are a must. Mina likes all different kinds of funky and fun colors on her nails and will always invite you to match, to which you will always say yes. You both share the same nail tech, who makes sure to make your nails cute but simple enough so you can use them during hero training.

- Being with Mina has inspired her to work harder, instead of just matching up with the stronger classmates. Seeing you accomplish new things with your quirk and hand to hand combat makes her want to work harder, not only for you, but for herself as well.

- On the topic of hero training, she’s absolutely rooting for you to win even if it may be impossible. You do the same for her, and once when she got the drop on Bakugou in a sparring match, you jumped for joy and got to praise immediately.

- “Awe yeah! I bet yall niggas ain’t know my girl could do that, huh?”

- The feelings are the same once you pulled off a move with Shinsou during the Class Joint Training.

- “How the hell is Class B gonna win when we got them pullin’ shit off like that?! Making them Class B niggas look stupid, I see you bae!!”

- Mina is truly the sweetest girlfriend.

She does wash days with you as well. Midoriya joins occasionally, as the three of you are the only ones in the class with hair in the group four category. Mina helps you with washing it, drying it, conditioning it well and making sure it's never dry.

"Gotta make sure my baby is done right, we'll both look cute!"

While UA is a uniform school, you do have your moments where Nedzu will be the spontaneous principal he is and calls days where students are allowed to dress down.

Now, obviously, these days come once in a blue moon so everybody gotta pop out with some of the best school-appropriate outfits possible, and when it's time to serve, the two of you will serve.

Matching outfits, coordinating colors, everything up to the accessories is matched and looks amazing. The both of you are always stars when it comes to things like this, and it often has a lot of people giving you compliments.

Even after graduating and becoming fully fledged pro-heroes, the outfit matching never stopped. In fact, without school rules, it increased. At all the hero galas the reporters would line up just to get the flick of the night from the two of you.

Whether it be through mountains high or rivers low, Mina loves you. She, and you, wouldn't have it any other way.

#[ 🌙 ] solar's muses #mina ashido #ashido mina #ashido mina x reader #mina ashido x reader #mina x reader #mha #bnha #mina ashido x black reader #ashido mina x black reader #mha x reader #bnha x reader #mha x black reader #bnha x black reader

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paisholotus · 2 months ago

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𝕮𝖍𝖆𝖕𝖙𝖊𝖗. 8

Play: moments in love~ Art of Noise

Narrative

The boys all sat in the living room at Denki's house. Izuku, Denki, and Sero was watching a movie. While Katsuki, Kirishima, and Shoto were playing cards. Mina was in the back laying down for a moment.

"Take 4 Icy hot! What the fuck are you doing?!" Katsuki yells, impatiently bouncing his leg. Shoto gave him his usual stoic expression and sighed taking the cards. Kirishima laughed and shook his head, "bakubro, you need to calm down. It's just a game. Remember we said we'll work on your anger?" Katsuki just grunted scowling down at the table.

Izuku playfully scoffed and looked over to the table, "that will never happen. Wasting your time." He said, and started laughing. Katsuki snapped his head at Izuku, glaring at him. "NOBODY ASKED YOU SHIT, DEKU!" Izuku stuck out his hand and smirked, "point made." He said, making Katsuki growl lowly.

"Ok, can y'all both shut up. I'm trying to watch this." Denki said, not taking his eyes off the tv. Kirishima and Shoto shook their head knowing Katsuki was going to say something. "Oh, so you want to get your ass beat again, sparkplug?" He said, making Denki huff and cross his arms on the couch. "Fuck you, Bakugo." He said, making Katsuki laugh.

"So, I invited some people over." Sero said, looking down at his phone. But, he could feel them staring at him.

"Who the fuck told you to invite random people over to my house?" Denki asked, knowing that's what everyone else was thinking too.

Sero smiled and looked at Denki, "it's people we already know. Those girls." He said, making everyone look at him confused. "Which one? Who did you text?" Kirishima asked. Sero smirked putting his arms behind his head, "that short fine chica. Nadia." He said, making Izuku glare lowly at him. Sero noticed and smacked his teeth, "the hell you mad about? You're the one fucking avoiding her because you're scared of being in relationship with her. I mean really Deku, she doesn't seem bad. Not like that other puta" Sero said, making everyone hum and nod.

Izuku waved him off knowing he was right. Izuku didn't like relationships. Not anymore. The last one he was in really fucked him up. It turned him cold in a kind of way, he wanted nothing to do with women. He just wanted to stay to himself. But, with Nadia back it was giving him feelings he didn't want. Last time he saw her he wanted nothing more but to kiss her and get close to her, but last time that happened he ended up getting done in the worse way. So, he genuinely didn't know what to do, but to keep distance.

"But, her sister." Sero whistled, "Mami is fine as fuck." He said, making Katsuki quickly looked at him with a glare on his face. "She's already taken, scotch tape!" He yelled, making Sero raise his hands up in surrender.

"What about the one with the big ole ass? Gimme that one." Denki said, rubbing his hands together. Izuku rolled his eyes and tapped Denki telling him to shut up and nudged his head to the table, Shoto looking at him with an icy glare, letting him know that Deja was spoken for as well.

Denki smacked his teeth and pouted. "Y'all, always taking the good ones." He said, folding his arms looking back at the tv.

Mina comes from the back into the kitchen and walked to the table sitting down on Kirishima's lap, "maybe you'll get a girl when you stop acting like a player wannabe." Mina said, to Denki laughing.

Denki scoffed and looked at everyone. "Yall, gon stop talking shit about me." Katsuki smirked at Denki and leaned back into the chair, "we'll stop talking shit when you stop looking like one of the aliens off Men And Black." He said, making everyone laugh. "Get in the gym fucker." Katsuki said, making Denki flick him off.

There was a knock on the door making Sero smile and get up. "They here." He said.

This could either be a mess or a good time....who knows?

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meganwiththeknees · 4 months ago

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Distant

Chapter 7

Summary:

You and Denki realize you need to sort things out.

It had officially been three weeks since Denki had seen you. Stress seemed to linger as you were on his mind every day (all day, unless he was occupied by something else). Hero work kept him busy for most of his day, but all his thoughts went straight to you once he got home. It's funny because it’s not like he had much free time when he got home. For the most part, he would simply shower then go to sleep, but for those moments that should have been peace and relaxation, the only thing on his mind was, well, you.

It was getting harder for Denki to get through the day, and it started to show. When he would go on his breaks, he would run the whole conversation in his head on replay. If he was in a meeting, he would hear your broken cries in his head over and over again. Until a week ago, he ignored it the best he could at work until people noticed something was off. His sidekicks said he was zoned out most of the time, and his coworkers just said he was acting off.

So, Denki did the only logical thing that he could think of to cope, sex. Denki didn’t mean to get into this 'relationship' with Jirou. It was just something quick and easy for him to enjoy. Over the past year or so, he and Jirou had fallen into this interesting relationship of theirs. In short, they were friends with benefits.

So here he was, in his room with Jirou, enjoying yet another sinful night full of lust and moans. However, this time it was different. The only thing he could think of was you. He imagined himself doing the things he was doing with Jirou, but with you. Having sex with you was different- it was better. His imagination was starting to get the better of him, and he did the unthinkable. He had called out your name. That’s when everything stopped.

“What the hell- what the fuck was that!?” Jirou shoved Denki off her and shuffled to the other side of the bed, eyes full of pure shock.

“…I’m sorry I-,” Denki was cut off mid-sentence to Jirou, sighing abruptly.

“Look, if you got something going on, then don’t try to use me to get that shit off your mind. If you wanted to, we could have talked, but this is just fucked up.”

“Look- I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to do that.” Denki sighs as he runs his hand through his hair. “I guess my head really isn’t in the right place,” Denki murmurs the last part under his breath.

“Clearly! Listen, I don't know what happened between you, but if it’s some shit like back in high school, just grow a pair and talk to her. You can’t do the same thing again and walk on eggshells around her.” Jirou lectured Denki as he looked down in shame.

“Yeah, you're right, but we recently got into an argument, and I don’t even know if she wants to talk right now,” Denki admits.

“Well, you will never know unless you try. She’s probably waiting for you to say something first since you're the one that caused the argument in the first place. Knowing you, you probably said something stupid that upset her.” Jirou sighs as she begins to get up and grab her things.

“Hey, who said I started the argument- and where are you going?” Denki finds the courage to look back up at Jirou.

“By the way you're acting, I can tell you did something, and I’m leaving. You seem to have a lot on your mind right now, and I think you need to be alone to collect your thoughts. In the meantime, while you figure things out, I’ll be on my way. When things are figured out, if you need a shoulder to cry on, I’ll be there. So, feel free to call me when things blow over or don’t depending on how good or bad things go. For your sake, I’m hoping things go well.” Jirou finished putting on the rest of her clothes and walked out of the room.

“Ahhh! What the fuck just happened?” Denki throws his hands onto his face as he deflates onto the bed.

It had been a week or so since the whole lunch fiasco with Ochako and everyone. Today you got a message from an unfamiliar number.

5:56 PM

Unknown

hi!!!!!!!

just wanted to see how mina was doin

5:59 PM

who dis?

You usually don’t reply to numbers that you don’t know because most of the time it’s just spam, but the number was actually Izuku’s. He claimed he messaged you to figure out how Mina was doing, but you knew that wasn’t the reason.

6:00 PM

Zuku

oh it's izuku

i forgot I got a new number

6:00 PM

ohhh okay lol

6:01 PM

Zuku

it's nice to have ur number back tho!!

can't believe we lost touch :(

how’s everything?

Honestly, you weren’t okay. Your mind seemed to think about a million things each second. To top it all off, you caught a cold from one of your idiotic overworking coworkers that came in sick (Because who would want to take a perfect day off instead of working?). Alas, that’s how you ended up stuck at home for the week, bundled up in layers of clothes and blankets trying to block out the cold winter air. Of course, you didn’t tell Izuku those things.

6:03 PM

im good, hbu?

6:03 PM

Zuku

im good! lil tired from work tho

OH, i have something to tell you!! :D

6:03 PM

go for it

6:04 PM

Zuku

alr so here me out

Those words set him off. Right after you messaged him he went on a long tangent about how Todoroki can be “funny” sometimes and makes questionable jokes at the same time.

6:11 PM

Zuku

anyway ik im super funny n all but seriously tho, you good from the other day?

You honestly didn’t have the mental capacity to deal with what he was saying, and your cold was starting to give you a headache from all the coughing you were doing. So, you replied the best way you could.

6:11 PM

how many times am i gonna have to tell you im fine?

don't you got hero work to get back to

6:12 PM

Zuku

yeah yeah just making sure my bestie is ok <3

6:12 PM

never say bestie again.

As you set your phone down on the nightstand and began to get up and fish for a pill for your overbearing headache, your phone buzzed, signifying you got another message. You grabbed your phone to see who it was from, and your stomach sinks a bit when you see it was no one other than Denki. Part of you wanted to put the phone down and not respond, but you knew if you did that, you would never bring yourself to talk to him again. So, you opened the message, and it only said two things.

6:15 PM

Denki

we need 2 talk

i get off around 7:30 so...

You stared at your phone for a while, contemplating your answer.

6:20 PM

Denki

ill head 2 ur place

need that address tho

Part of you didn't want him to come to your place since you were sick and your house looked like a mess from a week of no cleaning. As well as the fact that you had a little voice in the back of your head telling you that he might chicken out and not come to your house. So, that leads you to your decision of asking to go to his house instead.

6:22 PM

can we talk at yours instead?

Denki seemed to take forever to text back after that, so you assumed he had gone back to work. In the five minutes that it took him to text back, you had finally gotten a pill to get rid of your headache and some water to help with your coughing.

6:27 PM

Denki

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You decided to end the conversation there as you received an address to Denki’s apartment. You wait for the time to pass before you went to his place.

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Around 6:45, you checked the address that Denki had sent to see how far it was. You knew he lives in the city, and it shouldn’t be too far from your residence, considering you live about a twenty-minute drive out of the city. You saw that he lived thirty minutes away from your place, so that gave you about fifteen minutes to get ready.

You honestly couldn’t be bothered with how you looked, considering you probably looked like shit from your cold anyway. So, you grabbed a sweater and some sweatpants that you had discarded in the corner of your room about a day ago. Then you proceeded to your bathroom to put on some deodorant and pull back your hair into a low puff. You didn’t bother to slick your hair back or do any sort of edges since you would put a beanie over it anyway.

As you're about to walk out your door, you grab a coat and throw it over your body, as well as a mask to cover the cough that didn’t seem like it was going to cease any time soon. You stumble a little as you put warm boots on, and you then proceed to walk out of your house and head to the car after locking your door. You get in the car and turn up the heat immediately. You honestly weren’t that big of a fan for winter. It was nice if it snowed, but other than that, you didn’t like it. Once you finish typing in the address in your GPS, you begin to head to Denki’s apartment.

You begin to think of all the things you two needed to talk about. A lot of things- too many things were left unsaid since the last time you two sat down and talked. Part of you wasn’t looking forward to the conversation ahead, but you also wanted to get everything off your chest.

Arriving, you could see that Denki lived in a rather quiet part of the city. Everything was admirable and luxurious, but the surroundings were serene. There were no loud cars or trains to disturb the beautiful frill apartments in the area.

When you finally found his apartment building and a parking spot, you got out of your car. You admired the quality of the apartment complex another time as you started to make your way to the elevator. Denki lived on the top floor, so you had to wait in the elevator for a bit. When the elevator finally came to a stop, you stepped out and wandered around, searching for Denki’s apartment number. You double-check that it's the right number when you finally find it. You didn't realize the breath you were holding in as you rang the doorbell. There was no answer, so you ring it again. When he doesn’t answer a third time you assume he can’t hear the doorbell and begin to knock real hard on the door. Still, there was no answer.

You pull out your phone and check the time; 7:42 PM. It was safe to assume that Denki got held up at work, one of the many cons of being a pro hero. You would have to text him and let him know you were at his place. Although, you didn’t want to disturb his work, nor did you want him to feel bad for being late.

It was freezing outside, and you knew this weather couldn’t be good for your cold, but you didn’t want to go in your car. You didn’t want Denki to think you had left because he was late. So, you stood there in cold weather on the mini balcony at the front of Denki’s door, leaning on the slim glass railing, looking at the pretty little lights in the city.

After about fifteen minutes of staring at the lights with your mind full of racing questions, you hear a small ding indicating that someone is getting off the elevator. You acknowledge the footsteps starting to approach you, looking over your shoulder to see the man that has been on your mind for three weeks now. You don’t fail to notice how he almost freezes when he sees you, and his once exhausted face lights up at the sight of your face. You turn your full attention to him as you greet him and slowly walk towards his frozen figure.

The only thing that you can register after a few seconds is the feeling of two muscular arms hugging you tightly and a faint whisper in your ear.

“I’m sorry,” Denki whispered as he held you tighter.

You glanced up when he finally stopped hugging you, and you could catch the genuineness in his eyes. You frankly didn’t know if he's apologizing for being late or for what he said, but you still anticipated either apology.

“How long have you been waiting out here? You’re freezing,” Denki questioned with a worried look on his face, rubbing his hands up and down your arms.

“Oh, don’t worry about it, I haven’t been out here for that long- ahem,” You pull away from Denki when you sense a bundle of coughs bubbling out of your throat. You had a full-on coughing fit.

“Woah, are you okay?” Denki tries to pat your back. “Let’s go inside and get you some water,” Denki said as he opened the door for the two of you.

The first thing you notice as you walk in is...the cheetah print welcome mat. You weren’t surprised, though, considering Denki’s odd taste. As you walked further into the house, you noticed that the interior was rather pleasant. You follow Denki into his kitchen, where you then proceed to sit down in one of the chairs at the long island countertop.

“Are you sick or something?” Denki glances at your face masks before putting down a glass of water in front of you.

“I’m okay- it's nothing too bad. One of my coworkers came in sick about a week ago and gave me a cold.”

“You’ve been sick for a week? How is that not bad? You also just stood outside in the freezing cold waiting for me, so that’s not any better. Not to mention those coughs I just heard.”

“Look at you being the observant type,” You mumble under your breath as you take a sip of your water.

You honestly didn’t know what came over you when you said that, but you came to his home to get down to business anyway. There was no point in beating around the bush when you two both know the real reason you stopped by his place.

“Look, when I said that I was sorry earlier...I meant it. I was a total dickhead when I said that stuff at the diner. I know that choosing not to be a Pro Hero anymore is a sensitive subject for you, and I don’t know why I even bought it up. If I could go back, I would change everything I said that day. I’m truly sorry.

“You're lucky I’m not one to hold grudges, but that doesn’t mean I forgive you yet. I still recall you saying how I didn’t try to reach out to you,” You glare at Denki with an eyebrow raised. “How could I possibly be the one to blame for that when you were the one that never responded when I did?”

“I was deflecting,” Denki sighs out as he looks you in the eyes. “The reason that I never answered your calls back then was that I was upset with you. When the whole thing happened with you in our third year at UA, things didn’t feel the same anymore.”

“What do you mean? Back then, I tried to talk to you when I felt comfortable enough to open up about the situation, but you had always shut me down and claimed you had something to do. So, what made things change between the two of us?” You were looking at Denki with an intense gaze, waiting for him to answer your questions.

Denki looked at you for a minute. You two sat in complete silence. You could see in his eyes that he was trying to gather his thoughts, or more so, trying to figure out what he wanted to say.

“I was...jealous.” Denki finally said, letting out yet another sigh.

“Huh? What were you possibly jealous of? I was barely attending class because of therapy. Not to mention I couldn’t sleep most nights. So, please tell me what you could have possibly-”

“I was jealous of Izuku.”

You were caught off guard by what he said. Why would he have any reason to be jealous of Izuku? You two were best friends at the time, and yeah, Izuku was your friend too, but he was your best friend. Didn’t he know that?

Sure when the whole situation went down back then, you had spent more time with Izuku, but that was because he understood what you were going through. He was there to help you when times were tough, and you felt like you could always lean on him when it did. It’s not like you chose one specific person to lean on. It just happened to be Izuku since you felt like he could truly understand you since he was with you when things went down.

“Why would you possibly be jealous of Izuku? Yeah, we spent some time with each other, but you were still my best friend. He just helped me through a few things, that’s all. He wasn’t trying to steal your title as a best friend.” You let out another awkward laugh.

“Yeah, maybe not best friends, but definitely something more. Come on, you can’t tell me you didn’t know- everyone knew. Dude had a big ass crush on you in high school.”

There it was again, yet another person telling you that Midoriya Izuku had a crush on you. Honestly, you would be lying if you said you didn’t notice it now when you look back on it. Back in high school, you always knew that Ochaco liked Izuku and you just assumed he liked her back. You honestly were a blockhead for not noticing that he liked you from as many times Mina threw “subtle” hints your way back in school. You couldn’t understand though, why did everyone want to bring this up now?

“Okay, but what does that have to do with anything you're telling me now? So, what if he liked me back then it’s not like anything ever happened between us, and it’s not like we’re together now. Besides, he’s a Pro Hero, the #1 at that, I’m pretty sure he has plenty of girls ready to throw themselves at him. You're a Pro too- I’m pretty sure you know as well- your fan base is huge! So, could you please explain to me how this has anything to do with why you stopped talking to me? Cause you're still making no sense.” You state, raising an eyebrow.

“By the end of our third year, everyone thought the two of you were dating but not officially announcing it to anyone. So, being your best friend, a guy, at that, I decided that it was best to remove myself from the equation. By the time we all got settled into our new agencies, and you went off to college, I figured you two had still kept in contact with each other and were still dating.”

“Well, how bold of you to assume that I was in a whole ass relationship with someone and not ask me directly. And even if the two of us were in a relationship, why would that stop us from being friends?”

“Because it hurts to know that you're happy with someone else,” Denki glares at the floor, looking anywhere but you.

You could only look at Denki after what he had said. Was this the real reason that you two haven’t talked in years? Because he was too afraid to admit that he liked you? He was honestly still a big kid at heart.

You couldn’t lie to yourself and not say you didn’t have a slight crush on the two boys back in school. You just figured that one liked someone else, and the other was too good of a friendship to risk. So, you kept quiet and bottled up your feelings. However, after hearing all of this information, you couldn’t help but feel like you lost out on something that could have been. With that being on your mind at that very moment, you say the very first thing that comes to your mind.

“Then what do you think would have happened if you admitted your feelings to me back then?” You question as Denki raises his head back up.

“Then maybe this could have been different. We could have been different,” Denki states as he looks right at you. Waiting for your response.

“Then how bout we start over and forget the dumb shit that was said?”

“Yeah. Yeah, I’d like that a lot,” Denki drags his hands over his face, and you can see a tiny smile on his face.

This was good for the two of you. Things finally seemed to be looking up. The talk that you had been regretting for weeks had finally happened, and you felt like the two of you put everything on the table. Nothing was left unsaid, and you were happy with how things were.

“So, does this mean you forgive me?” Denki questions with a look of hope in his eyes.

“Yeah, I forgive you.”

Extra Notes:

hope you guys enjoy this one! summer is over and school is out so bare with me with these updates lol, i get busy

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sxp3rpoet · 4 months ago

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hey, boy!

black!swedish! mcbling! reader x katsuki bakugo.

sypnosis; you've always had a little interest for katsuki, and always wanted to meet the infamous attractive firecracker, so mina decides to take you as her plus one for one of the most known parties in college. katsuki's birthday.

warnings; not edited, college au! characters are aged up as well. cursing, fluff, mature! bakugo. kinda very ooc! izuku midoriya, more fluff, mcbling! mina as well, because who's gonna be mcbling with you? love at frist sight type shit, modern fashion for the boys. slight! attention bather mina and reader. confident queens. and I think thats about it. Enjoy!

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“So, what’s the plan?” Mina asked, her voice laced with excitement as she fluffed up her short, cute strawberry-toned hair, each strand bouncing with a lively sheen under the soft glow of the vanity lights. She leaned closer to the mirror, examining her reflection with a keen eye, making sure every strand was in its rightful place. Her lips curled into a sly smile as she glanced at Y/n, who was busy adjusting her sleeveless cheetah print top, the fabric hugging her curves perfectly.

Y/n let out a cute, infectious giggle, her eyes sparkling with mischief. “I’mma use my eyes, ja? So when he walks past me, I’ll hit him with the full blast of my charm. In a few seconds, he’ll be wrapped around my pinky finger. That cute lil shit.” She lifted her hand, showing off her manicured pinky, adorned with a thick, pink jade ring that caught the light and gleamed softly. Her confidence was unshakable, and Mina couldn’t help but chuckle, nodding as she applied a smooth layer of foundation to her already glowing skin.

“Babes, you don’t even have to look at him,” Mina said with a knowing grin, blending her makeup with expert precision. “You’re exactly Katsuki’s type. Just brush past him and don’t say anything. He’ll be hooked without you having to lift a finger.”

It was Y/n’s turn to laugh, the sound rich and melodious as she unscrewed the cap of her favorite lip gloss. The applicator glided smoothly across her plump, supple lips, leaving behind a glossy, irresistible sheen. Her pretty brown skin glowed, the warm undertones highlighted by the light of Mina’s vanity mirror. She posed slightly, tilting her head to admire her reflection, her fingers running through her curls that cascaded down her shoulders. Her style was effortlessly chic, and every detail of her look, from the subtle shimmer on her eyelids to the perfectly arched brows, screamed confidence.

“Done!” Mina exclaimed, her eyes shining with excitement as she got up from her seat. She grabbed her Juicy Couture handbag, its hot pink fabric shimmering as it caught the light. Y/n followed suit, reaching for her matching lavender handbag, the delicate gold chain handle gleaming as she slung it over her shoulder. She sashayed out after Mina, her hips swaying gracefully in the tight skirt that accentuated her curves. The fabric hugged her body in all the right places, each step in her platform sandals echoing a confident, rhythmic click-clack against the floor.

As they neared the sleek, black Audi parked outside, Mina’s older brother leaned against the car, his eyes narrowing slightly as he took in their dolled-up appearances. He opened the door with a smirk, watching as the two girls slid into the plush leather seats with practiced ease. The car roared to life as he pulled away from the curb, the engine’s low growl vibrating through the seats.

“Where is it you said you guys were going again?” Nuna voiced, smiling lightly at them.

“Katsuki’s birthday party, I told you this already.” Mina rolled her eyes playfully.

Nuna shot her a look through the rearview mirror, his brows slightly raised in mock disbelief. “Katsuki’s birthday party, huh? And you’re both dressed like you’re about to walk the runway. What are you two planning to do, steal the spotlight from the birthday boy?” His tone was teasing, but there was an undertone of protectiveness that Mina knew all too well.

Mina leaned back in her seat, crossing her legs as she waved her hand dismissively. Y/n let out a bemused chuckle.

“Please, Katsuki’s not even gonna notice. That boy’s too busy being all broody and intense. We’re just gonna show up, maybe steal a few hearts,” She said with a fleeting glance over Y/n, “have a good time, and make sure everyone knows we’re the best-dressed there.” She ruffeled her hair with a flourish, a playful grin on her lips.

“Where’s the venue, anyways? all you gave me was a google location.”

“It’s at his house,” Y/n chimed in, “It’s big as shit, he’s a lil rich boy,” Her voice lowered, “A fine ass one.”

Mina playfully hit her with the bag, smiling slyly, “Ouu, you hungry, hungry.”

“Shut up,” Y/n mummbled.

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“Birthday boy!” Kirishima called out, his voice cutting through the lively chatter of the party, instantly drawing attention to the tall, broad-shouldered figure of Katsuki Bakugo. Katsuki’s presence was impossible to miss; he stood out not just because of his height but also his unmistakable aura of confidence and intensity. He wore a slightly cropped white shirt adorned with a striking pink and grey skull graphic that seemed to sneer at the world, perfectly matched with forest green baggy cargo pants. The pants had the word “awaited” boldly stitched across the crotch area, adding a rebellious touch to his already edgy look. The fabric rustled softly as he moved, emphasizing his muscular build and the casual grace with which he carried himself.

Kirishima couldn’t help but chuckle as he made his way through the crowd, his fiery red hair catching the lights that danced across the room. His strong, confident stride drew appreciative stares from both girls and guys alike, but he only had eyes for his best friend at that moment. As they closed the distance, the two shared a hearty slap of palms, their bond evident in the easy camaraderie between them. A raucous laugh escaped Eijiro’s lips as he caught sight of the soft, almost contented smile tugging at Katsuki’s lips—a rare expression that he had learned to cherish.

“Enjoyin’ yourself?” Eijiro asked, a smirk playing on his lips as he observed his friend.

Katsuki mirrored the smirk, his sharp eyes gleaming with a mix of amusement and satisfaction. “Can’t say I’m not,” he replied, his voice low but carrying the weight of his approval. The energy of the party buzzed around them, the lively atmosphere clearly lifting his spirits.

Eijiro’s smirk widened, a glint of pride in his eyes as he glanced around at their gathered friends. “Hmm, m’glad you’re havin’ fun,” he remarked, leaning in slightly. “Whole squad’s having fun as well, you can always count on Denki to send out invites.”

Katsuki snorted, his usual edge softened just enough to show he was in a good mood. “Only thing he’s good for, the dunce.”

Before Eijiro could respond, a familiar voice interjected, laced with playful indignation. “I heard that!” Denki Kaminari stumbled in beside Eijiro, his bright yellow swimming shorts clinging to his lean, fit form, droplets of water glistening on his toned skin. His hair was still damp from a recent dip in the pool, and he exuded an air of carefree mischief. Wagging a finger in Katsuki’s face, Denki grinned cheekily, a playful sneer curling his lips as he leaned in closer. “Watch ya tongue, boy.”

Katsuki’s sharp gaze softened slightly, his lips curling into a low chuckle that bordered on a growl. It was a sound that spoke of both amusement and warning, a reminder of the explosive personality behind that smirk. He swatted Denki’s finger away with a mock scowl, his voice dripping with sarcastic menace. “Tch, keep those fingers to yourself, Sparky. Or I might actually bite ‘em off.”

Denki, unfazed by the threat, struck a pose, flexing his arms and showing off his defined muscles with exaggerated bravado. His skin glistened under the lights, a testament to the hours spent in the gym and the pool. “Yeah, yeah, whatever you say, King Explosion Murder. I’m just glad you’re not sulking in a corner somewhere.”

Katsuki rolled his eyes, the smirk never leaving his face. “Like I’d waste my time doing that. Ain’t my style. Besides,” he added, his gaze sweeping across the buzzing party, the vibrant energy of the crowd infectious, “this ain’t half bad. You lot actually managed to pull off something decent for once.”

The room around them was alive with activity—people dancing to the pulsing beat of the music, laughter and conversations blending into a harmonious symphony of celebration. The lights overhead flickered in time with the music, casting playful shadows across the room. The air was thick with the scent of various perfumes, mixed with the smell of snacks and drinks being passed around. Every now and then, a cheer would erupt as someone dared to do something outrageous, the atmosphere charged with youthful exuberance.

Eijiro grinned, his sharp teeth flashing as he clapped Katsuki on the shoulder, the force of his hand a friendly reminder of their shared strength. “See? Told ya you’d enjoy it! We just needed to drag you outta your shell a bit. Now, what d’you say we make this party even better?”

Katsuki raised an eyebrow, his curiosity piqued. “What the hell are you planning, Shitty Hair?”

Eijiro exchanged a knowing look with Denki, the two of them sharing a mischievous grin that promised nothing but trouble. “Well,” Eijiro began, his voice dropping to a conspiratorial tone, “there’s been a lotta talk about a certain girlie that Mina knows making an appearance tonight. Word is, she’s planning to steal the show.”

Katsuki’s eyes narrowed slightly, the flicker of interest in his gaze betraying his intrigue. “Who’re you talking about?” His tone was casual, but the sharp edge to his voice made it clear that he wasn’t one for games—at least, not when it came to surprises that involved him.

Denki leaned in closer, his voice dropping to a low, teasing whisper as if revealing a well-guarded secret. “You’ll see. Trust me, Bakugo, we figured you’d appreciate the company.”

Katsuki scoffed, crossing his arms over his broad chest, the muscles in his forearms flexing under the weight of his folded arms. The movement was casual, but the underlying tension suggested he was weighing the situation carefully. “I don’t need you two idiots setting me up with anyone. I’m here to have a good time, not to entertain your stupid matchmaking schemes.”

Eijiro laughed heartily, the sound deep and genuine as he clapped Katsuki on the back. “Relax, man! No one’s setting you up. We’re just saying, keep an eye out. You might be in for a surprise—and I don’t mean the kind that’ll piss you off.”

Katsuki huffed, the skeptical frown on his face making it clear that he wasn’t entirely convinced. Yet, despite his outward nonchalance, there was a glimmer of curiosity in his expression that he couldn’t quite hide. He glanced around the backyard, the vibrant party atmosphere in full swing—the bass of the music pulsed through the air, lights flickered like electric stars overhead, and the buzz of conversation mixed with bursts of laughter. His sharp eyes scanned the crowd with practiced ease, wondering just who or what Eijiro and Denki were hinting at.

Denki, ever the instigator, couldn’t resist adding one last quip as he playfully nudged Katsuki’s side. “Just don’t get too distracted, Bakugo. Wouldn’t want you to miss out on all the fun~!” His voice was sing-song, a clear indication that he was thoroughly enjoying the teasing.

Katsuki shot him a sideways glare, but the corner of his mouth twitched upward in a smirk that was impossible to suppress. “Tch, as if I’d let that happen. You two are underestimating me if you think I can’t handle a little surprise.”

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“Have fun, girls! Remember to use a condom!” Nuna shouted with a teasing grin as he sped away, his voice carrying over the rumble of the car engine. The taunt earned a collective eye roll from Mina and Y/n, though they couldn’t help the slight smiles tugging at the corners of their lips. The playful jab was typical of Nuna, always teasing, always protective in his own annoying way.

Mina’s hand immediately found Y/n’s, their fingers intertwining as Mina hooked her arm around Y/n’s inner elbow, pulling her close with a familiar sense of camaraderie. Together, they stepped forward in perfect sync, their movements fluid and confident as they approached the entrance to the party. The rhythm of their steps matched the pulsing bass that thumped from within, an infectious beat that seemed to vibrate through the air, setting the tone for the night.

The house loomed ahead of them, a sprawling mansion bathed in the soft glow of strategically placed lights that highlighted its modern, sleek architecture. The sound of laughter and conversation spilled out from the open doors, mingling with the music that reverberated through the ground beneath their feet. Every window glowed warmly, revealing glimpses of the vibrant party scene inside—people dancing, drinks being poured, and a general air of youthful abandon that made the night feel alive with possibility.

As they reached the entrance, heads began to turn, eyes drawn to the duo as they made their grand entrance. Mina, with her short, strawberry-toned hair perfectly styled, exuded an effortless charm that made her hard to ignore. Her outfit—a chic, off-shoulder top paired with a flirty mini skirt—accentuated her figure, giving her a playful yet confident vibe.

Beside her, Y/n was a vision of bold elegance. Her sleeveless cheetah-print crop top hugged her curves, the thin pink trim highlighting her silhouette in just the right way. The top was paired with a low-rise denim mini skirt, the dark wash of the fabric contrasting beautifully with her glowing brown skin. Her outfit was adorned with a series of sparkling accessories—a large, ornate belt with a silver buckle cinched around her waist, multiple bracelets clinking on her wrists, and a chain that dangled from her belt, adding a touch of edgy glamour to her look. The thick pink jade ring on her finger added a hint of mystique, perfectly complemented by her long, straight hair that flowed down her back with streaks of vibrant pink blending seamlessly into the dark strands. The shimmer from her belly button piercing caught the light as she moved, drawing even more attention to her already captivating presence.

The crowd seemed to part like the Red Sea, whispers following in the wake of Mina and Y/n as they made their way through the throng of partying college students. The ambient noise of laughter, music, and clinking glasses lowered to a murmur as curious eyes followed the duo’s confident strides.

Through the sea of faces, a familiar figure emerged—Eijiro Kirishima, standing tall and broad-shouldered, his red hair spiked up in its usual fashion. His brooding expression softened into a warm grin as he noticed the girls approaching.

"Hey Ei!" Mina called out, her voice bright and full of enthusiasm. She tugged Y/n along, clearly excited to make introductions.

"Hey Minaaa!" Kirishima’s grin widened, his sharp teeth flashing as he opened his arms in a welcoming gesture. He was always happy to see Mina, and tonight was no exception. His eyes, however, quickly shifted to Y/n, who stood slightly behind Mina, her presence impossible to ignore.

"I'm guessing this is Y/n?" Kirishima asked, his voice a mix of curiosity and friendliness. His gaze roamed over Y/n, taking in her striking outfit, the way the cheetah-print crop top hugged her figure, and the undeniable confidence in her posture. She seemed to carry herself with such ease, as if she owned the space around her.

"Right you are, hunk!" Mina chimed in, her tone playful as she tugged Y/n forward a bit more, making sure she was fully introduced. Her eyes sparkled with mischief, clearly enjoying the moment.

Y/n’s lips curved into a confident smile as she stepped forward, her glossy lips catching the light. "I'm Y/n," she said, her voice smooth and composed, the sound of her name rolling off her tongue with an effortless charm. She extended her hand toward Kirishima, her eyes locking onto his. "Nice to meet you…?"

Kirishima’s smile widened, his sharp teeth flashing as he reached out to take her hand in a firm, friendly shake. "Eijiro, Kirishima," he replied, his voice warm and welcoming. "But you can call me Eijiro, or Ei if you prefer. I don't mind either."

Y/n could feel the strength in his grip, a testament to his solid, dependable nature, while Kirishima couldn’t help but notice the cool confidence in her demeanor.

Mina watched the exchange with an amused smile, sensing the connection that was beginning to form. "Ei's one of the best."

Y/n nodded, her eyes still fixed on Kirishima. "I can tell," she replied, her voice carrying a hint of something more, a challenge perhaps, or maybe just the promise of an interesting night.

Kirishima let out a teasing grin, smiling as he brought out his arm, for her to hook her arm through, he did the same to Mina, who happily interlinked arms with the boy.

"Let's go where the party's at, alright ladies?"

"Let's go!" Mina squealed. Y/n, on the calmer side, smiled.

"Take me away, pojke."

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Katsuki Bakugo stood near the edge of the pulsating party, his back against the rough texture of the wall, his sharp eyes trained on Izuku Midoriya. The relentless thump of the bass reverberated through the air, the sound waves vibrating through his chest, but it was a mere background noise to him, a distant echo compared to the intensity of the conversation at hand. The world around him, filled with swirling bodies and flashing lights, was of little consequence as he mentally replayed the key moments of the basketball game they were discussing.

Izuku’s voice, filled with excitement, cut through the ambient noise like a knife. "That last quarter was insane," Midoriya hummed, his green eyes wide with the kind of unbridled enthusiasm that always managed to irk Bakugo just a little. "I didn’t think they’d be able to pull off that three-pointer, but the execution was flawless. What do you think, Kacchan?"

Katsuki grunted in response, his arms crossed over his chest. “It was decent,” he muttered, though his tone was grudgingly respectful. “But their defense in the third quarter was shit. Almost cost them the game. If I was their coach, I would’ve chewed ‘em out for slacking.”

Shoto nodded in agreement, his expression thoughtful. “Their offensive plays were strong, but they left themselves open too many times. It’s a miracle they didn’t lose control completely.”

Izuku, ever the optimist, grinned as he adjusted his grip on the drink in his hand. “True, but you’ve got to admit, their coordination was top-notch. That alley-oop in the second quarter? That was a thing of beauty. It’s not easy to pull something like that off under pressure.”

Katsuki rolled his eyes but couldn’t help the small smirk tugging at the corner of his lips. “Yeah, well, it doesn’t matter how pretty it looks if you don’t win. They got lucky.”

Before the conversation could continue, Katsuki’s keen senses picked up on a shift in the atmosphere. The steady hum of the party seemed to alter, and out of the corner of his eye, he noticed a sudden movement in the crowd. His attention snapped toward the commotion, his instincts immediately on high alert.

Mina Ashido and Eijiro Kirishima were cutting through the throng of people, their faces lit up with mischievous grins that spelled trouble from a mile away. Katsuki’s eyes narrowed, a mix of curiosity and irritation bubbling up inside him. Whatever they were up to, he wasn’t in the mood for their usual antics.

"Oi, what the hell’s got you two all excited?" Katsuki barked, his voice cutting through the noise with its usual edge. His gaze flicked between Mina and Kirishima as they came to a stop in front of him, their breathless laughter only adding to his suspicion.

But before either of them could respond, something strange happened.

The world around Katsuki seemed to slow down, the chaotic noise of the party fading into the background. The pounding bass of the music became a distant hum, the chattering voices and laughter around him blurring into an indistinct buzz. His sharp focus zeroed in on the figure who appeared just behind Mina, a figure that seemed to draw all the light and energy in the room toward her.

There she was—Y/n.

Everything about her demanded attention. She moved with a fluid grace, her steps confident and assured as she made her way through the crowd. Her outfit was bold, the kind that made it impossible for anyone to look away, and the way she carried herself—shoulders back, chin up, a slight sway to her hips—exuded a kind of power that Katsuki couldn’t help but admire. The light played off her glossy lips, accentuating the curve of her smile, and in that moment, Katsuki felt something deep within him stir.

It wasn’t just attraction—it was more profound than that, something that resonated with him on a level he didn’t fully understand. Time seemed to stretch, each second dragging out as Y/n approached, her gaze locking onto his with an intensity that matched his own. His heart, usually steady and strong, hammered in his chest, each beat a heavy thud that echoed in his ears.

Beside him, Izuku noticed the shift in Katsuki’s demeanor and couldn’t resist a knowing smirk, though he wisely kept quiet. Shoto, ever perceptive, simply observed, his expression unreadable.

As Y/n came closer, the air between them seemed to crackle with electricity, a palpable tension that Katsuki wasn’t used to feeling. Her presence was overwhelming, her confidence almost tangible, and he found himself unable to look away. There was something about her—something that made him feel like she was the only person in the room worth paying attention to.

And in that moment, Katsuki Bakugo—the boy who prided himself on being in control, who never let anyone see past his tough exterior—felt the ground shift beneath his feet. Because as Y/n drew near, as her gaze met his with an intensity that made his heart race, he realized that she had managed to do something no one else had ever done.

She had made him hesitate.

And he wasn’t sure whether to be pissed off or intrigued.

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Y/n, sensing that this was the moment, took a step forward, her chin held high. "Katsuki Bakugo," she said, her voice smooth and confident. "I’ve heard a lot about you."

Katsuki’s eyes narrowed slightly as he took in her appearance, from the confident way she stood to the way her glossy lips curved into a knowing smile. He crossed his arms over his chest, his gaze sharp and unyielding. "Yeah?" he replied, his tone guarded. "And what have you heard?"

Y/n met his stare without flinching, her own gaze steady and unwavering.

"Come find out, du sexiga odjur."

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word count: I dont know guys. I'm tired.

#katsukixyou #katsuki x swedish reader #katsuki x black reader #bakugo katsuki #shoto todoroki #mcbling #sxp3rpo3tshit #katsuki bakugo x y/n #bakugo katsuki x reader #mha x reader #izuku midoriya #mcbling!mina #please interact #I like it when people show me they like my work #please read!

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dumplingprincessextraordinaire · 4 months ago

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Ohhh Khyleri you’ve done it again

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bainutwater85 · 6 months ago

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“ME AND YOU ISNT THE ANSWER. I COULD’VE BEEN RIGHT BUT I WAS WRONG.”

prop: y/n thinks bakugo doesn’t like her due to his attitude towards her, and because of other females flooding over him. She looses feelings but he still has them— just waited later till the end of the school year to say something.

cw: angst no comfort, swearing, bakugo mad and disappointed. Black!reader, jealousy (on readers end)

feeling so deprived of love you are easy to get but you only wanted one person and you’ve been tagging him since middle school. No one never knew of course— not even izuku and he was one of your close friends. Seeing bakugo walk into the room is like walking into a freshly renovated house and seeing the makeover it got— amazed and wowed.

You can’t help but stare— i mean who wouldn’t? he’s the finest boy ever and heavily blessed with those genes. But when you take a look at yourself in the mirror you frown up your face wondering who would get with someone like you. Your different, yeah..obviously; you stand out more from your peers SPECIFICALLY your female peers— right alongside mina but she’s confident in her skin unlike you. No you don’t get teased as much like you used to in elementary and middle school. You would stare in the mirror for almost an hour trying to see why you’re different and if you really look worth bakugous time.

Class ends and you walk right alongside mina, speaking and asking her about the work and if she has anything to do later on tonight. Happily she told you that she and her group (bakugo, denki, sero, kirishima) were gonna go to the mall and that YOU could come with them. How could you turn down this golden opportunity..until well you were actually in the mall— with them.

everyone wondered off to their favorite shops and you were next to bakugo snd kirishima following them like a lost dog while mina and denki went off to get some food! sigh..you hug your sides tightly and continue to lag behind with caution, not speaking. until you seen a shop that piqued your interest. You stop and stare until bakugo looks back and sees you rambling through your purse. He and kirishima turn around.

“do you have enough money y/n?” kirishima asks “uh, let me see”

“why would you come to the mall with no money?..dumbass” bakugo interrupts as he sizes you up and down. You didn’t know exactly what to say, neither did kiri cause he wasn’t paying no mind to the interaction “i’ll just go ask mina for some money..or uhm nevermind i’ll just go see where they are.” you walk away. Is he always this rude to..everyone? you figured he’s only like that when he’s around his friends but you and him aren’t even acquaintances! You look embarrassed walking away like a fucking dork.

since that day on, not only mina but kirishima, denki and sero kept inviting you to their hangouts. But bakugo being the same ol bakugo. always had an attitude when you came around. you figured he didn’t like you so you just stopped trying and eventually started declining their invitations to hangout.

bakugous POV.

i feel like i messed up when we were in the mall. I can’t be talking to her like i talk to my other friends. She’s probably annoyed by my mean banter.. even tho i meant no harm. She walked off before i could give her the money for it.

She’s something different, i never felt this mixed about girl in my entire life. She doesn’t swarm around me and foam at the mouth like everyone else, she knows her worth and i like that. But then that means she doesn’t need me, i can’t believe i fucking scared her off. I figured my attitude was the reason why she stopped coming around..but that’s not stopping me. i want her still and i know i’ll get her one of these days.

narrators POV.

it’s been weeks since you last hung out with them. There’s no bad blood you just don’t wanna be around someone who’s bothered by you just being there. Yeah it hurt you a bit but you kept quiet as usual..that’s why you couldn’t tell him how much you’ve liked him. There’s been times where he’d try and talk to you but you just were uninterested..not even nervous just uninterested. Only giving him half assed replies, fake smiles and nervous laughs before departing ways and minding your business. What’s up with him?

may 24th. last day of school and summer was finally herez You’re infront of the school pickup line waiting for your parent to come pick you up. Seeing their car pull up to you— before you could never open the door mina comes up to you. “HEY!! y/n can i ask you something real quick?”

“yeah..” you reply, suspicious. “do you like bakugo? cause he likes you..like a lot— LIKEE reall BAD-“

“no.” i interrupted her. “well not anymore, i thought he didn’t like me so i kinda just lost interest and moved on.” i added before opening the car door

“oh..” mina says shocked and suprised “ok..i’ll tell him that! bye y/n!” and your car drove off as you put the seatbelt on. You didn’t even bother to look back. But bakugo wish he could’ve, his fave was blank and he seemed like he didn’t care but he was mad at himself and disappointed inside when mina told him.

#mha angst #mha bakugo katsuki #mha mina #mina ashido #mha x black reader #mha kirishima #mha x black female reader #black reader #x black reader #bainutwater85 #angst no comfort

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thatwasntverycashmoneyofme · 2 years ago

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𝗉𝗋𝗈𝖻𝗅𝖾𝗆𝗌

❥𝗌𝗇𝗂𝗉𝗉𝖾𝗍 : 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖻𝗋𝗈𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗁𝖺𝗌 𝖺 𝗌𝗅𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍 𝗉𝗋𝗈𝖻𝗅𝖾𝗆 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖻𝗈𝗒𝖿𝗋𝗂𝖾��𝖽.

{ 𝗐𝖺𝗋𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀𝗌 — 𝖻𝗅𝖺𝖼𝗄 𝖼𝗈𝖽𝖾𝖽 𝖿𝖾𝗆𝖺𝗅𝖾 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝖾𝗋, 𝗆𝗈𝖽𝖾𝗋𝗇 𝖼𝗈𝗅𝗅𝖾𝗀𝖾!𝖺𝗎, 𝖿𝖾𝖺𝗍 𝖻𝖺𝗄𝗎𝗌𝗊𝗎𝖺𝖽, 𝗂𝗍’𝗌 𝖺 𝗅𝗂𝗍𝗍𝗅𝖾 𝗀𝗁𝖾𝗍𝗍𝗈 𝗉𝗅𝗓 𝖽𝗈𝗇’𝗍 𝖼𝗈𝗆𝖾 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗆𝖾, 𝖻𝗅𝖺𝗌𝗂𝖺𝗇 𝖽𝖾𝗄𝗎, 𝗁𝗂𝗌𝗉𝖺𝗇𝗂𝖼 𝗌𝖾𝗋𝗈, 𝖻𝗅𝖺𝖼𝗄 𝗆𝗂𝗇𝖺 𝗈𝖿𝖼, 𝗈𝗇 𝗆𝗒 𝗐𝖺𝗍𝗍𝗉𝖺𝖽 𝖿𝗂𝗋𝗌𝗍, 𝖾𝖽𝗂𝗍𝖾𝖽. }

You walked into U.A University holding your boyfriend Sero's hand. It was 10 minutes till the bell rung for first and your group was up against the lockers.

Walking up, you hear the tail-end of Denki’s convo of him telling the group how he got dumped by his date. "Aww poor Denki I'm pretty sure if you never get a girl, me and Sero will give you a pass." You winked at the flustered boy.

Sero laughed while pushing your shoulder. "Psych fool, she fucking lying." You sucked your teeth as Mina came up and gave you a hug.

"Boy don't trip. Me, (Y/n) and you almost had a whole threesome." Katsuki laughed as he dapped up Sero who's face became flushed as he laughed nervously.

"And why didn't you Pinky?" Katsuki questioned. "Cuz I like girls more duh and I told Sero I didn't wanna see his dick, so we just smoked and made out a little."

You giggled as you watched Denki whine and slid his hands down his face. "Invite us next time, well I don't know about them but I wanna come, literally." You all rolled your eyes at Denki's lame joke.

"Bro that would be manly. I would be down for a group fuck." Eijiro chimes in. You hug Sero's waist as you looked up to him. "I'm down if Sero is-" Mina cut in. "-And I'm down if (Y/n) is down."

Everyone looked to Katsuki and Sero cause they were the last ones to say anything. Sero shrugged his shoulders and Katsuki kissed his teeth. "Tch man y'all always on some dumb shit but yea count me in."

The bell ring and y'all started heading to first period until Mina pulled you along telling the boys y'all were going to the restroom. "The teacher is gonna be mad." Denki says as they paused.

"Mmcht boy... Aizawa will not care." Mina backs you up. "Like literally he'll probably still be sleep by the time we get back." She tugged your arms towards the restroom and the boys continue walking to class.

Mina pulled you in front of the stall mirror and stood by you holding your shoulders. "So what looks different today that might get your ass in trouble?"

You took a look in the mirror, raking your fingers through your straight bob and fixing the straps of your dark green dress

"Mina I don't see anything wrong with my outfit." You lifted your breasts a little and fluffed your hair a bit. "Nothing is wrong with your fit babe, look at ya fucking neck it's hella big ass hickeys and you know that nigga finna trip."

You didn't even notice, your eyes now looking at the darker spots of flesh. "You know yo brother finna start some shit if he sees it."

You groaned trying to think of something, even though it doesn't show in his face or personality sometimes, your brother loves to fight. Mina pressed your face together. "I know that you're thinking about this but the bell just rung and if we don't hurry we really might get in trouble with Aizawa."

You nodded your head and y'all left the restroom sprinting down the hallway to the classroom. You and Mina came in the door as the final bell rung just in time as Aizawa glanced at y'all.

"Good everyone is here and with that being said I have to go to the principals office now be good little shits and don't cause trouble." Aizawa sighed as he passed you and Mina closing the door.

"I'm gonna walk in front of you so he doesn't see you okay." You nodded your head as y'all made your way to Sero.

You sat on his lap as Mina sat on Katsuki's desk.

Denki was sitting in your seat talking to Jirou and Momo anyone can see you sitting on Sero, not like they cared but still, it's for the plot.

Your head was in Sero's neck as you had your arms around him he squeezed your waist slightly. "What's wrong?" He asked as Mina patted your head and whispered amongst the table. "You gave her big hickeys you bum!"

The whole table stilled until Katsuki burst out laughing which caused everyone to stare for a bit then go back to minding their own business. "Haha... That ha-... that little shit...is gonna blow his top." He said in between chuckles.

You sighed sitting up as Kiri leaned over and looked at your neck. "Damn those are huge." You groan. "He's just overprotective I'm not finna let him fight you." Sero looked at you as Katsuki came around the table.

"I didn't know I would need to fight dude." You look at him with a 'don't try it' face. "You not finna fight my brother period and he not finna touch you." Katsuki had his hand on Sero's shoulder as he leaned forward pushing your hair out the way a little and poking at the bruises.

Sero smacked his hand away fixing your hair. "He gonna go apeshit." After a few minutes it was chill Mina sat in Denki's seat, you faced her talking about anything and forgetting about the hickeys for a while.

Your brother happened to lean over, his eyes landing on you scanning your face seeing how you laughed. His eyes also happened to trail down and see your neck, eyes bulging as he sees the markings.

He stood up excusing himself from his friends and walking towards you with hidden intent. Mina just so happened to look up at that time to and point it out. "Omg yo brother coming."

That stiffened the table. Sero pulled you back into him and slung his arm around your shoulders covering your neck.

"Yo can I speak to my sister for a sec?" He smiled slightly his head tilted as he held his hands behind his back. "Wassup?" You feigned innocence.

"Y/n I'm not playing withchu right now let's step out and talk." You rolled your eyes and groaned. "Wassup Izuku?" Sero asked.

Izuku glanced at Sero then back to you. "I'm not talking to you Sero I'm talking to my sister, now y/n you finna make me upset. Get up." You removed Sero's arm and stood up.

"What Izaiah?" You sarcastically rolled your eyes again crossing your arms. "Little girl do not play me right now." You groaned. "Boy whatchu talkin bout?"

He poked your neck repeatedly. "I'm talkin' bout this shit y/n." "Boy it's not even that serious for you to even be actin' like this." Sero pipes up. "Truly. It's not even that big a deal."

Izuku looks to Sero and pushed you out of the way. "Run me my one." Bakugo and Kiri get up quietly in case anything were to pop off. Sero looks up at him and chuckles. "What?"

Izuku hit his fist against his palm. "Run. Me. My. One. I know you not deaf nigga. Wassup." Sero waved him off. "I'm not fighting you dawg." "Nah cuz, you must want to, talkin out yo neck like that."

You stood back in front of him and Mina came by your side. "You not finna fight him Izaiah." "Yeah babe he said he don't wanna fight you."

Izuku looked down at you. "Y/n let's talk outside right now." He grabbed your hand leading you out the classroom. Bakugo followed, telling Mina and Kiri to stay with Sero.

"Imma tell Mama that you got hickeys from that dirty ass little boy." Izuku proclaimed. "And I'm gon' tell Mommy that you overreacting and tryna fight people." Bakugo laughed at y'all bickering.

"Auntie’s finna be mad at both of y'all then, how bout y'all just don't say shit?" Katsuki proposed then pointed to you then Izuku. "You cover that shit up, you pipe down, and we'll talk this shit out, all of us. We can be civil, right nerd?"

"Tch man, fuck allat shit, yeah I can be civil." Izuku mumbled. "Come on let's go back in." You sighed walking back into the class the boys following behind.

Walking towards the table you sat on Sero's lap, Izuku rolled his eyes sucking his teeth as he sat in Bakugo's chair. He crossed his arms getting to the point. "I don't like that my sister got hickeys on her fucking neck period."

"I don't like that you tryna fight me over some shit like this." Sero shot back. "But how bout we let this beefin' shit go. It ain't that serious. How many girls do you give hickeys to?"

Izuku stayed silent. "Exactly broccoli headed ass nigga." You countered causing him to roll his eyes. "I'm cool let's go to my house and roll one. Get over this shit?" Sero suggested.

"Ight I'm good." Izuku agreed dapping Sero. The atmosphere was calm now and everyone was chilling waiting for school to be over to go to Seros'.

{ 𝗍𝗈 𝖼𝗅𝖺𝗋𝗂𝖿𝗒 : 𝖽𝗂𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗒 𝗃𝗎𝗌𝗍 𝗉𝗅𝖺𝗇 𝖺 𝗀𝖺𝗇𝗀𝖻𝖺𝗇𝗀 𝗂𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖻𝖾𝗀𝗂𝗇𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀? 𝗉𝗈𝗌𝗌𝗂𝖻𝗅𝗒. 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖽𝖾𝗄𝗎 𝗌𝗁𝖺𝗋𝖾 𝖺 𝖽𝖺𝖽, 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗒’𝖺𝗅𝗅 𝗆𝗈𝗆𝗌 𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗋𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝖽𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀…𝗒𝖾𝗉. 𝗆𝗂𝗇𝖺 𝖼𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗌 𝖾𝗏𝗋𝗒𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝖻𝖺𝖻𝖾 𝗉𝗅𝖺𝗍𝗈𝗇𝗂𝖼𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗒. }

#city.writes #black writers #x black fem reader #black yn #sero x black!reader #sero mha #mina and deku will always be black🙌🏾 to me #deku would be the little brother but he’ll act like he run shit 🙄 like lil siblings do ig #i hc that mina calls ppl babe baby etc platonically like she can’t shut it off #my deku get rowdy 🤭 we all know he be ready to fight just like bakugo crazy ass

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its-actually-minicika · 1 year ago

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#depending on your answer i might already be done with it #the harshest winters #aemond targaryen #aemond x reader #mina's asks #aemond imagine #aemond fanfiction #jacaerys x reader #jacaerys strong #house of the dragon #jacaerys valaryon #hotd fanfiction #house of the dragon fandom #pro team green #pro team black #bookcanon aemond targaryen #bookcanon jacaerys velaryon #fire and blood fanfiction

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jazzthatonewriterchick · 6 months ago

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Bikini Body 👙 (Poly!KiriBakuMina x Fem!Chubby!Reader 18+ One Shot)

"So much for not coming out of that bikini."

Pairing: Kirishima Ejirou x Mina Ashido x Bakugou Katsuki x Fem!Chubby!Reader

Synopsis: In which your boyfriends and girlfriend decide to show you just how good you look in your new bathing suit one hot summer day on the beach.

Warnings: Fluffy Smutty Smut; 18+; AgedUp!KiriMinaBaku; Poly Love; Oil Massages in Inappropriate Places; Tongue Kissing; Strip Tease; Ice Play; Fingering; Clit Stimulation; Masturbation; Daisy Chain; Double Blowjob; Mutual Oral; Doggystyle; Kissing While Fucking; Public Sex; Creampies; Aftercare Cuddling

Writer's Note: This is based off a request I did for someone last summer, but it was unfortunately flagged. I decided to revise it & add Bakugou’s fine ass because I can’t get enough of them poly relationships. Enjoy! -Jazz 💋💋💋

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“Kiri, honey, playing with my bikini isn’t gonna make me come out of it any quicker…or at all.”

“Why noooot?” Kirishima pouts as he lays on his back beside you, his abs deliciously coated in sun tan oil. His fingers toy with the ties on your bikini bottoms, his hand brushing against your thigh here and there.

“You too, Katsuki,” you critically say, giving the blonde a glare from behind you.

He glares despite his hand blantally laying on your ass while he sips his water bottle. “Tch! You’re hallucinating, you crazy girl.” His body, toned by years of training, is also shining with oil.

You’re currently reading and sitting on your stomach on the cushioned bed provided by the private cabana he, Kiri, and Mina rented for this particular beach trip. It’s big enough to house six people and comes with a bed, furniture, and silk curtains that provide privacy from the rest of the beach-goers and relief from the hot, blinding sun beyond.

“Because I’m not in the water,” you reply matter-of-factly. “And I’m not gettin’ a tan, so what’s the use of takin’ it off?”

You flip to the next page in your book, doing your best to ignore Kiri’s pouting and Bakugou’s childish glare. “You’re lucky I even decided to come out in this. You know I don’t exactly have a bikini body like Mina.”

“Who said what about me?” Mina asks, entering the cabana. She’s holding a plate of juicy-looking fruit in one hand and sun tan oil in the other. “Went back to the hotel to get some stuff. And I bought snacks!”

When she saunters into the cabana, you can't help but admire the body of your girlfriend–she’s all lean muscle with perky tits and an ass you could bounce a quarter off of; not an inch of fat anywhere that could disrupt the aesthetic of her gold string bikini that brings out the pink of her skin and curly hair.

Her body is the total opposite of yours and you are now hyper aware of it after Mina forced you to pick out a bikini while shopping for your couples’ beach trip. You are much bigger with extra fat layering your body. You come with thick thighs, large breasts that require a bikini top with bigger cups, jiggly arms, back rolls, and a soft, pudgy stomach that jiggles when you make even one move.

You’re chubby–that’s just a fact. Though you know that realistically it isn’t a big deal…but when the summertime hits, it’s a different story.

You’re nervous to wear certain clothes that would show off your body, like tight-hugging dresses that would show off your rolls and shorts due to your thighs constantly rubbing together. You’re so afraid of the looks and the words that you’d see in people’s mouths, criticizing your size. You barely have any bathing suits in your closet because of this.

But when you met Kiri, Bakugou, and Mina a couple months ago and started dating, they had no problem with your shape or size. In fact, they adored it. They always made a point to boost your confidence by giving you compliments on your outfits or touching you on a whim–Mina might wrap her arms around your waist; Kiri will pick you up and squeeze you tight; Bakugou might slap your ass just to hear you squeal.

And though you appreciate your efforts, they don’t quite meet the goal of making you feel more comfortable in your body. Especially out in public.

“Oh, look, baby!” Kiri cheerfully announces, smiling smugly at you. “Mina got sun tan oil! Now you have to take it off.” You peer down at him in his shark-printed swim trunks that don’t do much to hide what he’s packing. Toss in the washboard abs, big biceps, and tree trunk thighs, and Kiri is a walking, talking wet dream.

Bakugou is just as bad. He is as tall as his and your boyfriend Kiri with a body that fills out his orange swim trunks. You can’t help but ogle at his thick, muscular thighs and big pecs you’d like to motorboat.

You already know people often wonder how someone like you managed to bag someone like him, Kiri, and Mina–three rich, famous, sexy individuals.

“I’m not taking it off,” you sternly reply. “And that’s final. I don’t need any sun tan oil anyway.”

Bakugou scowls at you. “What, you tryin’ to burn?”

Mina scoffs, climbing up onto the bed after lowering the fruit on the table next to you with a pitcher of ice sit. “What?! Then you’ll be all sunburned! You need some color on this skin, babe, and the sun is the perfect way to do that.” She moves toward you, nuzzling her face into your neck. “C’mon; don’t you want our friends to know that you took a nice trip to the beach when we get back home?”

“They’ll know from the pictures,” you passively say, flushing at the scent of mangos in Mina’s hair and Kiri’s soft nibbles on your jiggly thigh. “You three go ahead and enjoy the sun though. I’m good here.”

“Nonsense!” Kiri scoffs, sitting up next to you now. “There will be plenty of time for the sun and water once we prepare for the sun rays.” He takes the sun tan oil from Mina, smirking at both of you girls. “And once I get my hands on you two. I can’t tell you how good you girls look in those bikinis.”

Bakugou shoots him a sharp look under his sunglasses. “Greedy bitch,” he growls. “I’m here too, y’know. I’ve already gotta share what’s mine, so why leave me out?”

Kiri pokes his pierced bottom lip out at the platinum blonde. “Aw, ‘Suki, I’m sorry,” he coos. “You look good in your bottoms too.” He moves in to give him a kiss, but Bakugou pegs a piece of watermelon at him, earning a laugh.

You flush at Kiri’s suggestive comment while Mina giggles. “Why, thank you, babe,” she coos, leaning over you to give Kiri a peck on the lips. “We wore ‘em just for two.” She pecks Bakugou on the lips too, much to his enjoyment.

“Didn’t we, Y/N?” She runs her fingers over the string holding up your bikini top behind your back, her glossy lips at your ear. “You sure you don’t want a rub down?” she purrs. “I could do it instead of the boys. You know I’m good with my hands.”

‘You all are,’ you think, her suggestive tone pouring warmth into your core that distracts you from your book.

With the three of them so close and in such a semi-private place, it’s making it hard to not do what they want. But the idea of flaunting your body in or out of your bikini, even to them, still scares you. “I’m good,” you say, giving her a reassured smile. "You three enjoy yourselves.”

Though your partners don’t look happy with that, they leave you be regardless and instead indulge themselves in the oil. “Want me to rub you down, baby?” Kiri asks Mina, the pet name making your stomach flip even though it isn’t even directed at you.

“Yes, please,” Mina giggles.

“Uh-uh,” Bakugou demands, snatching the oil away from Kiri. “We’ll both do it. You take the top, I take the bottom.” Mina giggles, poking at his stomach. “Nasty man,” she tuts.

At the corner of your eye, you watch as she lays down on her stomach between Bakugou’s legs with her head resting on her arms while Kiri kneels above her. He squirts some oil into his big hands and rubs them together before starting on her back. He unties her bikini top, revealing her toned back, before firmly rubbing the oil into her skin. He takes his time kneading the oil into her back muscles and spine, his fingers expertly working over her skin.

Bakugou does the same, warming the oil up between his calloused hands. He then begins to work on her waist, kneading the oil into her pink skin, before gliding down to her legs toned from her pro hero work. His hands then begin to trail up and down her sides, pushing into her side muscles, until they finally move to her glutes.

Her gorgeous, firm glutes that you can’t help but stare at.

As he does, he gives Mina’s taut ass a firm spank, making her squeal. “It’s your fault, Pinkie,” he chuckles. “How the fuck can I focus on oilin’ you up when that thing is in my face?”

He then unties Mina’s bottoms, leaving her completely naked. Suddenly, you’re not paying any attention to your book anymore, instead watching your men massage your girlfriend’s ass. Her moans of enjoyment are soft yet arousing. Kiri and Bakugou seem to be enjoying themselves too judging by the little smirk that plays on their lips.

After a few minutes, Bakugou flips her over, revealing her toned stomach and naked, perky breasts to you and them. You can’t quite see what lies below her belly button where a diamond stud lies, but knowing that she is totally nude is doing things to you.

Kiri begins to massage her feet and ankles first before moving up to her calves and thighs, his fingers pressing and pushing into her muscles. Bakugou does her neck and shoulders. After a few agonizing minutes of working less androgynous zones, he moves up to her stomach and chest. You watch the oil dribble down her skin and over her hardened, dark pink nipples. The sounds that drip from her lips are beautiful and they make you clench your thighs together.

Bakgou suddenly turns his head to look at you, a mischievous twinkle in his eyes. “Like whatcha see, mama?” He teasingly asks. “Y’know, we could do this for you too. Just need to take this off.” His fingers toy with the ties to your bottoms.

You press your tight together, uncertain. “I-I don’t know…”

“Are you scared someone might see?” Kiri curiously asks, pausing his massage. “We rented a cabana with curtains for a reason! Plus, we’re just massaging you. Nothing nasty…yet.” You and Mina slap his chest, earning a hysterical laugh. “I kid, I kid!” he cackles, raising his hands in defense.

“I don’t,” Bakugou bluntly says. But he never does.

“I’m just afraid someone might see me,” you timidly explain. “I had a cover-up on when we arrived, but now…” You look through the cabana curtains billowing in the summer breeze, the scent of sea salt and sand in it. Your cover-up is somewhere in the beach bag you lugged here but you know it wouldn’t make sense to put it on now.

Mina lays a comforting hand on your knee, smiling reassuringly at you. “No one’s gonna see you, cutie. And even if they do, they should be lucky to get an eyeful of all of this.” Her other hand runs over your thigh, caressing it. You whimper slightly at her touch as well as the looks Kiri and Bakgou give you.

“Okay,” you acquiesced with a defeated sigh, “but only the top.” Bakgou looks pleased, Kiri sighs in relief, and Mina squeals happily. “Now, put that damn book down and get that fuckin’ top off!” Bakugou growls.

“Yes, sir!” Mina giggles, sitting up to help you despite her very-nude body. Anyone could walk by now and peek in to see her and that ass.

You flush embarrassingly as she helps you untie your bikini top. Once it loosens, the cups fall off your chest, letting your breasts hang freely. Though they’re not as perky as Mina’s and don’t sit up on your chest, your partners still stare at them as if they are the most gorgeous things in the world. You even start to believe that they are.

You and Mina switch spots so you’re lying on your back now, as rigid as a board even as Kiri begins to massage you.

You have to admit that his hands feel good as he massages your legs and stomach. Though you flush and squirm slightly at his hands caressing your body, you start to relax and melt into his touch. Combined with the tropical scent of the oil and the sound of the beach outside the cabana, you’re in heaven. Your eyes flutter closed and suddenly, you don’t even care that your tits are out in a public place. “Mmm…”

“Just relax, mama,” Kiri encourages, a proud smile in his voice. “Let me know if you want me to stop or if a certain spot hurts.”

You slowly nod, melting further into the bed as he continues to press his fingers into the muscles beneath the soft, pudgy skin of your lower body. You’re so relaxed that you barely feel Mina’s hands begin to massage your breasts. Your eyes open to find her smiling down at you. “W-What are you–“

“Just massaging you, cutie. Don’t want your chest lookin’ like a raisin by the end of today.” She gives you a cheeky wink as her hands work along your breasts; teasing them; molding them; massaging the oil into the tender skin surrounding your areolas.

You can’t hold back the pleasurable moans and sighs at the sensations you’re feeling from both of your partners’ hands. But when Mina begins to pinch and tweak your nipples, you know that things are going too far. “M-Mina,” you stammer. “You shouldn’t…we shouldn’t–“

“Time to flip over,” Kiri announces. “Lemme see dat ass.”

Mina tuts, rolling her eyes at your boyfriend’s ridiculousness. “So childish.” You do as he orders and flip over, revealing your naked back and ass still in your bikini bottoms.

“My turn,” Bakugou growls, shoving Kiri out the way. “You’re takin’ too long, shark boy.”

Though you’re burning with embarrassment, you can’t help but love the way your hotheaded boyfriend’s firm but careful hands massage up and down your back. You relax further into the bed as all of your cares melt away.

When his hands trail down to your ass cheeks and he begins to massage there, you just about jump out of your skin. He knows that’s your weak spot! You want to protest, tell him to move his hands up, but it just feels too good! You didn’t realize how relaxing an ass massage truly is until now. “Ah,” you softly moan.

Bakugou chuckles at your verbal expression of pleasure. “You like that, baby?” he asks. You nod into the mattress, your eyes fluttering closed. “Good. I’m glad your feelin’ good. Shark boy and Pinky ain't the only ones who are good with their hands.”

Above you, Mina giggles. “Oh, we would know.”

You then suddenly feel her lips at your ear as her hands begin to caress your back, massaging your shoulders and neck. “You look so cute like this,” she murmurs. "So relaxed and comfortable. You and your body deserve to feel like this every single day.” Her words are oh-so sweet and they make you feel hotter than the sun under her and Bakugou’s hands.

You’re gone, drifting off into a realm of euphoria. You’re so relaxed that you barely feel Bakugou’s hands begin to wedge between your thighs. When you do, you’re too relaxed to stop him, your body like jell-O. All you can do is give a whine of protest as you feel his fingers brush your bikini-covered pussy.

“You feel tense here too, baby,” he coos. "Don’t worry; I know just the trick.”

He then begins to rub you through your bottoms, slowly stroking his fingers over your pussy. He takes his time, never going under your bottoms until he has your permission. “Fuck, ‘Suki,” you moan. “P-Please…keep going.” You lift your hips to give him more access, flushing when he, Kiri, and Mina begin to laugh at your neediness.

He slowly unties the strings holding your bikini bottoms up and when the summer breeze hits your skin, you softly sigh. You hate to admit how nice it feels to be naked.

“Fuck, you’re beautiful,” Kiri groans from behind you. “And so wet. I bet that massage did the trick, didn’t it?”

Without receiving an answer, he begins to kiss your asscheeks while Bakugou begins to stroke your pussy, his fingers gliding across your slit and the underside of your sensitive little clit that has seemed to become more sensitive from the constant physical stimulation your body feels.

Your eyes flutter closed and your mouth forms the shape of an O as sparks of pleasure shoot from your clit into every part of your body. You know that you should stop. You know that anyone could look in and clearly find Bakugou playing with your pussy right now.

‘But this counts as a massage, right?’ You deliriously think. ‘He’s rubbing oil onto me.’ And he is. The oil staining his fingers makes your pussy nice and slick, making his ministrations that easier to do to you.

A soft moan makes you open your eyes, finding Mina above you with her legs spread. She’s leaning back against the pillows, running an ice cube up and down her stomach and chest. Your eyes catch each droplet that cascades down her soft, pink skin and across her hard nipples.

“Don’t worry about me, cutie,” she giggles. "Just felt kinda hot seein’ you and our boyfriends like that.” She then brings the ice cube to her mouth and sucks on it, causing water to dribble down her mouth and chin.

Your mouth becomes dry, suddenly parched for her. “You want a taste?” she teasingly asks, popping the cube in her mouth. You wordlessly rise onto your hands and knees to reach her and lean forward to press your lips to yours. Her lips are cold and wet but soft; intoxicatingly so.

Small moans leave your mouths as you kiss, tongues beginning to swirl with one another. The ice cube melts between your lips at the heat of your mouths and tongues, causing more water to dribble down your chins.

From behind you, Kiri groans in arousal. “Oh, now this is a sight,” he sighs.

Bakugou hums in agreement. “And a perfect angle.” As you continue to kiss Mina, you suddenly feel Bakugou’s face in your pussy where his tongue begins to caress every sensitive bit of it. “Bakugou!” you whine as his hands begin to massage your ass.

Kiri laughs, watching your boyfriend slurp at your cunt. “Y-You did that on purpose!” you whimper to Mina who deviously smiles at you.

“Maybe, maybe not,” she snickers. “But doesn’t his mouth feel so good on that pussy?”

As if to prove her point, Bakugou suckles gently on your clit, emitting a strangled moan from your lips. Mina giggles as she leans back, watching the show before her as her hand sneaks down between her thighs. “So much for not coming out of that bikini.”

You can concur. You were so adamant about not coming out of your bathing suit before. Now you’re completely nude with your man’s face in your pussy and your woman playing with herself in front of you as she indulges in your naked body.

Kiri shimmies up to Mina, standing up on his knees. “Your other partner needs some attention too, darlin’,” he says, suggestively jutting his hips towards Mina’s mouth.

She giggles sexily, using one hand to pull Kiri’s trunks down. His hard cock, pierced at the tip, springs to life, much to the delight of you and Mina. “Wanna get it wet for me?” He asks, smirking playfully at her. Wordlessly, she licks up, down, and around his shaft like it’s a big, juicy lollipop and begins sucking.

Kiri’s tilts his head back, his long, red locks cascading down his back and shoulders while Mina sucks him off, her fingers rubbing her pussy. Bakugou hums into your cunt, giving your ass a smack. You’re receiving both types of stimulation right now: visual and physical. It’s almost too much for you to bear.

Before you know it, minutes later, you’ve got your face planted in Mina’s pussy while Bakugou continues to mouth yours, your tongue stroking her inner walls. Meanwhile, she’s still sucking off Kiri, earning delicious, rasped moans and whines out of him.

Mina clenches her thighs around you and grinds her hips up into your mouth, her mellifluous moans filling the space of the cabana among the sound of the crashing waves and cawing seagulls.

She pulls away from Kiri, letting his cock slip out of her mouth. “God, yes!” she whines, her head thrown back against the pillows. “Such a good girl for me. You look so pretty like that.” Her one hand moves through your hair while the other lazily toys with Kiri’s cock, pumping it up and down.

Kiri hums, hands watching you and Bakugou at the same time. “She definitely does,” he agrees. “Toss your ass into his face, baby. You know he can take it.” He leans forward to smack your ass, making your pussy throb in Bakugou’s mouth.

As if agreeing, the blonde growls against your clit, sending vibrations throughout your body. And you do, unable to hold back anymore as his tongue strokes every sensitive bit of your pussy from the inside, his fingers still toying with your clit while you play with Mina’s.

Probably for anyone else, oral would be a simple way to get off in such a public place where you could possibly get caught. But not for you. As you get closer to cumming around Bakugou’s tongue, you beg him to stop and to fuck you instead. “I need you inside me,” you whine, shamelessly pushing yourself back into him. “Please! I’m begging you!”

It doesn't take long for you to turn into a needy, helpless slut in need of attention, and your partners know that.

So Bakugou wastes no time untying his trunks to free his throbbing, hard cock to you and finally sinking into the wet, velvet walls of your pussy that instantly clench around him. Kiri does the same to Mina, bending her over on all fours and sliding himself inside of her. You watch her reaction as Kiri finally slides home inside her just as Bakugou does to you, her pink lips falling open as a gasp exits her mouth.

Both of your boyfriends rock their hips into you and Mina almost immediately, their balls swinging against your clits. It’s making you see the entire galaxy behind your eyelids, feeling Bakugou’s heavy balls gently slap your rosebud. You can’t keep quiet, moans and gasps escaping you.

“God, you’re tight!” Bakugou grunts, gripping your hips for dear life. “Bet you needed this, hm? You wanted us to show you just how pretty you are in and out of that damn bikini, huh?”

He lifts one leg up and proceeds to beat your pussy all the way up, his dick stroking your inner walls until your tits are jiggling and the bed is rocking with every single thrust.

“You know you’re a pretty girl,” Kiri groans, reaching forward to stroke your lips while he continues to fuck Mina’s pretty, pink pussy. “You know that, right, mama?”

You whine in response as Bakugou rocks his hips back and forth, propelling you into that state of euphoria until you can hardly breathe.

“So cute!” Mina whines, her brows furrowed and her jaw dropped in pleasure. Her tits and ass are bouncing as Kiri pistons himself into her from behind. “Need you,” she whimpers. “Kiss me, baby.”

You lean in, connecting your lips in a sloppy, tongue-filled kiss that makes Kiri and Bakugou groan in pleasure watching their two girls sloppily kiss each other while getting fucked. “Goddamn, you two are so slutty,” Bakugou growls. “Only we can see you like this.” With one hand, he grips one of your heavy tits, massaging it. “You hear that, baby girl? You understand me?”

“I don’t think this is enough, Bakugou,” Kiri teasingly says. “I think she may need more after this.”

From behind you, Bakugou laughs but it sounds more like an evil cackle. “Like I was gonna stop here,” he huffs. “I still need to make you cum, and we’re not leavin’ here until you two are seein’ fuckin’ stars.”

“Same here,” Kiri replies, mirth and a challenge twinkling in his crimson eyes. “Let’s see who can make these cuties cum the quickest.” Bakugou smirks, up for the challenge.

Both of them are men of their words. After fucking your and Mina’s brains out to the point where you’re cumming all over Bakugou’s dick and screaming into a pillow to avoid gaining unwanted attention from beach-goers, you switch with her. You spread your thick thighs open and let Kiri fuck you on your back while she toots her ass up for Bakugou who fucks her into oblivion, his abs and body glinting in sweat and sun tan oil.

The sight of it is too much and you find yourself cumming again all over Kiri’s cock as Mina coaxes you to orgasm with her words. “You’re so pretty,” she babbles, her face hovering over yours while Bakugou fucks her from behind. “So pretty when you cum on that dick, babe.”

And that isn’t even the best part.

Even after Kiri maes you explode all over his cock and you greedily swallow every ounce of his cum when he fucks your pretty face, making your cheeks look full.

Even after you watch Bakugou cum deep inside of Mina and makes her clean it up, her tongue greedily licking up and down his dripping cock.

Even when Kiri strokes your hair and whispers compliments to you, telling you, “God, you’re so pretty. So hot when you take our cocks. You deserve all of this…all of our cum…”

Even after both he and Bakugou make you kneel before them and feed you their cocks again, bringing them to orgasm again while Mina eats your pussy from behind, giggling as you quiver and let out a third orgasm.

The best part to end the day is when you’re finally snuggled between your three partners as you lie spent and exhausted from the activities, nearly passing out on the bed as the mid-afternoon sun glints along the water.

You lay your head on Kiri’s hard chest, breathing in his scent of sunscreen, mangos, and sea salt as he strokes your hair. Mina lies between you and Bakugou, her front pressed against your back, and her fingers caressing your thighs and sides while Bakugou spoons her.

“Rest now, baby,” he coos to you. “And do it now because when we get back to the hotel, you ain’t sleepin’ at all.”

The devious giggles Mina and Kiri let out are enough to make you sleep with one eye open.

THE END.

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