#one day ruby's fwb will have a name but that day is not today

[bibaybe]

Making Spotify Covers :: Ruby/Yvonne

Nothing that I did for you was ever enough Bending over backwards just to try and earn your love I'm better off bending over somеthing else instead Havе a lot of fun trying to get that image out of your head

[pearl-blue-musings]

If it’s alright with you two I combined these two cause they were pretty much the same!

Pairing: Baukugo Katsuki x fem!reader fwb unless???

Warnings: oral(female recieving), very suggestive language, angst AGAIN 18+ ONLY and I may have gotten carried away again sorry 

Enjoy your meal~

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Your hair is already sticking to the top of your head and you had barely been able to catch your breath. Your eyes are scrunched close as pleasure continues to overwhelm you in the small space of the utility closet. A warm and rough hand covers your mouth in an attempt to quiet your moans and cries. Bakugou’s tongue was working wonders on your aching and dripping pussy while one hand kept purchase on your hip and the other over your drooling mouth. You could barely whimper to enjoy his ministrations on your core, knowing he’s eating you like a man starved. 

“Princess, I need you to quiet down. Unless you want all those extras to hear you.” He sucks lightly on your clitoris making your hips jump forward. You hiss and bite at his palm, enjoying the taste of his sweat as you chase your orgasm. The bite makes Bakugo growl into your heat and tease you even more. He sticks his tongue out and gives little kitten licks to your outer lips and grazes your nub. 

“Fuck, ‘Suki,” you whisper muffled, “don’t tease me.” Your hips try to wiggle to get him to do anything, but he keeps messing with you. Without warning he plunges his tongue back into your pussy, lapping at it hungrily. He then removes his hand from your mouth and meets your gaze giving you a knowing look. Nodding, he finds your tossed aside and wet panties and puts them in your mouth forcing you to be silent. 

“Good girl,” he growls and presses a finger into your weeping hole, keeping your mounted leg on top of his shoulder. He’s finger and tongue fucking you with earnest. His vermillion eyes see your blissed out face and he wants to keep that face engrained in his memory as the thought of graduation looms in his mind. He doesn’t want this, what you two have, to end.

But that’s not something he would openly and readily admit to you.

Bakugou can feel your orgasm coming as the pads of his fingers rub at your insides vigorously. You feel it too, but with your mouth covered you can’t say anything. “Come on baby girl, squirt all over my face like the slut you are.” Your eyes roll and your hips move in time with his fingers as pleasure and your orgasm floods your senses. You feel empty as Bakugo removes himself from your dripping hole and empty in terms of your feelings. You had been wracking your brain around whatever it was the two of you had but suddenly it got to be too much for you. You feel his lips covered in your release being placed on yours as you eagerly kiss him back. You feel his hands grip your waist and a moment of hope enters your heart, but quickly leaves when he’s straightening himself out.

Bakugou hears the voices of his classmates approaching the closet near their shared classroom. He whispers to you, “Hey, get yourself cleaned up and presentable. Class is gonna start in five. Leave a little after me – “

“Is this all I am to you?”

He finally turns to meet your face, not seeing the usual satisfied face you always give him after these sessions. He sees something different, and he’s not ready for it. “What the hell are you talking about?”

You readjust your skirt after dealing with your stained underwear. “I mean this,” you gesture between the two of you. “Us. All I am to you is a way for you to unleash and let go.” You pause but quickly add, “not including this because all you did was eat me out…”

The blond is shocked. You want to have this talk now? Before afternoon classes start? He was hoping to push this back as far as he could but he was never one to shy away from a battle.

He lets his anger subside for the moment. “So that’s it then, huh? You’re just someone I fuck on the side, yeah?”

You didn’t expect him to say those words so harshly to you. However, you didn’t think he would be so blunt about it. Now here you are, struggling to keep your tears in standing in a goddamn utility closet with the guy you thought had feelings for you too. There’s no way his words have a double meaning to them right?

“Yeah,” you sniffle, “obviously that’s what I think. What the fuck else am I supposed to think? You never wanna b-be seen with me alone in public! Bakugou, we’ve been at this for a year and I’m tired of putting my feelings to the side!” You stop to formulate your next words, knowing you’re running out of time. 

“Why did you call me Bakugou.”

It wasn’t really a question.

“Oi, answer me!”

“I’m taking that sidekick gig in the States.”

Ruby eyes widen and his jaw softens. What Stateside gig are you talking about? You never mentioned leaving him. 

“I wasn’t gonna take it but you changed my mind.”

Bakugou scoffs, “dumbass, how did I change your mind when this is the first I’m hearing of it?!”

You muster up your strength and yell, “because you didn’t love me back! I’m tired of being nothing to you and I want to be somewhere where I’m needed and wanted for more than just my body.”

You open the door to the closet first and walk out. You use the sleeve of your uniform jacket to rub at your eyes aggressively in an attempt to look better for class. It’s not long before you hear heavy footsteps behind you. 

“I’m not done talking to you! Why didn’t you tell me you were thinking of leaving?”

You can feel his steely gaze on you but you press forward. “Why would it matter,” you hiss, “I’m just your fuck buddy right?”

“God, fuck would you let me talk?!” He reaches out and grabs your arm, swiftly spinning you around.

“Let me go,” you hiss.

“Not until you hear what I have to say”

“Let. Me. Go.”

“Not until you hear what I have to say!”

“Bakugou, (L/n). Get to class.”

The two of you were interrupted by your teacher, Aizawa, arriving at your homeroom late as well. You bow and mutter an apology and hurry behind your tired looking teacher. You’d be dumb to not feel the growing anger coming from the blond behind you as you two walk inside. You storm to your desk in the back and sulk into your chair. You do your best to ignore the crimson eyes eyeing you every now and then from the front of the class.

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The rest of the day went on but you barely registered it. There was something about the ceremony in a months time and final grades but your head wasn’t all there. Your mind was occupied by the blond who pretty much lived there. But not for long.

How long could you keep up ignoring the man that you’ve held feelings for since you met in your first year? You saw him grow and evolve, publicly and privately. You thought you two were endgame, with the way he had previously talked of the future with you. But he never touched you around your friends, never said you were more than just friends to all of them despite all the sneaking around. But enough was enough. You deserved better, and honestly so did he.

Bakugou could get any woman he wanted but he chose you. Why? It didn’t make sense and this late in the game it didn’t matter. You’re too wrapped in your thoughts as you approach your dorm that you don’t hear your name being called.

“(Y/n).”

It isn’t until the blond places his hand on your shoulder that you’re jerked out of your rampant thoughts. Your eyebrows raise and then furrow at him. He’s so close to you, you can smell his musk and the tinge of arousal from your earlier escapade. His lips just waiting to be kissed.

“Can we please talk?”

You huff and cast your eyes downward. “Isn’t that what we’re doing?”

He’d always liked your quick wit and sass, but right now he wanted, no needed to be serious with you. “Shut it brat. Inside?”

He motions toward your door and like clockwork, you let him in and he’s standing in the middle of the room while you’re on your bed. You cross your arms to hide the building anxiety and cease your shaking. “So?” You question, “what is it you wanna talk about?”

Bakugo has his hands in his pocket and you can make out the fists his making. This isn’t going to be easy for him. Good, you think.

You’re still waiting for an answer while he just stands there ruminating. The silence is killing you. “Damnit Bakugou! You can’t just demand to come in here and then say nothing! All of this is your fault you know!”

That got to him. “How the hell is it my fault, eh?! I thought you were fine with our arrangement.”

“God, you really don’t know women and you sure as hell don’t know me. You were the only person I had eyes for! The only one who could fuck me raw and then make me feel like I was invincible. It was only you Bakugou,” you voice tapers off as you cry for the second time today. “You were all I wanted, the only one I had feelings for and you didn’t care!”

“(Y/n)…”

“What,” you continue, “am I being too loud that others will hear? You never wanted anyone to know you were spending time with me! How is that supposed to make anyone feel? Especially if that person means the world to you?!” 

A tense and eerie silence befalls upon you two. There’s never a tense silence between you, usually there’s some sound, whether it be him teasing you over grades or him teasing you in bed there was never silence.

“Just tell me that all we had was nothing so then I can move on.”

For the last time you met his eyes. His red, emotionless eyes.

“We were nothing.”

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Bakugou had never been one to shy away from a battle, even a losing one. He walked back to his dorm room defeated, but also the victor. He knew of your feelings and how they had developed. 

But you didn’t know about his.

Bakugou is a man who doesn’t half ass anything and he proved it to you whenever you were together. He knew his feelings for you were real when he wanted to punch Kirishima for going too hard on you in training when you had been having a rough time. He knew when you would be cuddling together after some rough sex in his bed and he didn’t want you to leave. But he knew better than to keep you for himself.

You are someone who belonged to the world.

He knew of your incredible brain and potential and that any agency would be stupid to not have you. So when you two were having pillow talk and you mentioned offers from other countries he knew what he had to do. He knew he had to break your heart. You couldn’t stay in Japan for him in order to really hone your skills and succeed in this messed up and changing hero society. And he knew you would drop all of those abroad offers to be with him.

He couldn’t let you do that. Bakugou knew he couldn’t be the reason why you didn’t reach your full potential. So he pushed you away; said things that he knew would hurt you despite how wrong they were. He wanted everyone to know you were his and that no one could have you. However, he also knew that you didn’t love half-heartedly and that you would have done anything for him.

So as he cries in his dorm knowing full well he’s lost you for good, he’s happy and excited to see the way you’re going to change the world.

You are the love of his life after all, and Bakugou always and only accepts nothing but the best.

The diner is open