Just Scroll and Relax…btw Call Me Cath

Fair warning this is all BLACK female reader, but anybody can read I dont care also if you spam like my page you better have an adult age on your page or you’ll be blocked.

Latest Post: New Year New Kiss🧡

🧡 = fluff

🧨= Smut

All in chronological order starting from my first drabble to my latest:

21 Questions with Bakugo Part One 🧨/ Part Two 🧨

Bakugo Has a Staring Problem🧡 /Part Two

Bakugo NSFW Alphabet🧨

Bakugo's Love Language🧡

Bakugo Has a Panic Attack🧡

Bakugo with a Girl that Laughs A Lot🧡

Bakugo Kisses You in your Sleep🧡🧨

Crying during sex with Bakugo🧨

Bakugo loves your kisses🧡🧨

Bakugo doesnt care about your pussy hair🧨

SFW Bakugo Alphabet🧡

Touching Bakugo's scars🧡

Bakugo is drunk🧨

Bakugo the crashout🧡

Bakugo gets cute aggression🧨🧡

Bakugo Owes You🧡🧨

Deku Watches You and Bakugo having sex/ Part Two🧨

Bakugo loves your imperfections🧡

my only request🧨🧡

Bakugo's weak spot🧨

Bakugos wants sex🧨

Bakugo and your lingerie🧨

Covering your face with him during sex🧨

Holding Bakugo after sex🧨

Bakugos high sex drive🧨

Bakugos birthday🧡

Bakugo being a shy kisser🧡🧨

Bakugo and the language barrier with his girlfriend/ Part Two🧨

Bakugo steals your romance books🧡

Bakugo moved up to 5th top hero🧡

One kiss from your Bestie Bakugo🧡

Bestie Bakugo sleeps between your legs🧡🧨

Showers with Bakugo🧡🧨

Bakugos chubby cheeks🧡

Bakugos way of saying goodbye🧡

Getting caught with Bakugo🧨

Bakugos the typa guy...🧡 Laying on his chest🧡

Bakugo is mad at you🧨

Bakugo doing his (black) girlfriends hair🧡

Riding Bakugo and his quirk activates🧨

Bakugo as the nonchalant bf🧡

Bakugo rubbing your clit to sleep🧨

Bakugos soft muscles🧡

Bakugo doing things for you🧡

Bakugos Praise Kink🧨

Bakugos smooth words🧡

Bakugo as a vanilla guy in bed🧨

Bakugos Soft Lips🧨

Kissing Bakugos scars🧨

Bakugo picking you up while fucking🧨

Bakugo when you have a bad day🧡🧨

Hard Soft Launching Bakugo🧡

Bakugo loves when you gain weight🧡🧨

Bakugo has a sex dream about you🧨

Bakugo is not a natural blonde🧡

Bakugo Loves to manspread🧨

Bakugo likes to piss you off🧨

Bestie Bakugo and eye contact🧡

Bakugo and his hugs🧡

Teaching Bakugo how to eat you out🧨

Complimenting Bakugo🧨

Mistletoe Ring🧨

Bakugo’s Favorite Eater🧡

Remember when some fans were thinking Bakugo had a wedding ring on in the epilogue when he was driving? I didn’t mind the theory however I also think he would’ve been cute to think he finally found someone, but they were from a different country.

Very cliche, but he met her during a mission abroad, she was one of the people he had to work under and throughout the years he has many variety of people before, so you really weren’t no different, but he always found himself vibing better with them when they were from another province.

You and him almost never argued, sarcasm thrown here and there, a few petty bickers but you both had amazing chemistry not just at work, but even in interviews. Bakugo quickly became more and more interested in you, at least a friend at first.

Bakugo to me always gave the type to be very curious and adventurous of other people’s cultures. He was a curious guy to say the least.

He seems like the type to want to know so much about you it almost sounds like an interview itself when he speaks to you.

“What fun stuff do you do around here?”

“This is a childhood dish? Text me the recipe”

“English is your second language too?”

It’s like learning about a second world to him, and he means no harm about it. He’s nearly like Deku trying to understand your background.

To me, he’d try harder to speak your native language, I still believe in the learning English (or whatever is ur first language) headcanon I made.

When he finally gets the basic phrases right he finally uses it to ask you out, it’s really cute if you ask me,

“Would you…like…to go to…date. On date.”

Though you can understand a nice chunk of Japanese (partially thanks to him), and he could have asked you in his language, your heart melted to see him speak in yours.

You responded with “Yes., I would love to.” in his language and from that point on you had him wrapped around your little finger.

Bakugo seems the type of guy to love all of you, in his own little way. There isn’t a day that goes by that he doesn’t find you fascinating/entertaining. Not in a bad/weird way, it’s just he wants to know more about your world, since you’re now his.

Like whole lot, but is it bad that you kinda find it sexy?

He’s a hero and his training only gets more vigorous so it’s natural for him to have a few marks along the way as evidence of that, and he doesn’t care much for them. Bakugo takes care of his body despite the fights he has to go through so his marks usually fade or become small enough to forget.

However, ever since high school graduation he has a very distinct bruise on his shoulder blade all the way down to his bicep, that one never really went away despite the amount of pressure placed on it with ice and compression, it was even more prominent than the one of his face and arms. It’s red and purple hue only grows deeper on days where he works a little too hard, leaving him uncomfortably sore, and today was one of those days.

You noticed him using his left arm to reach things, sucking and hissing between his teeth when a sharp pain hits him from certain angles. When you walked over to grab his protein powder for him he mumbled a thank you. He was more sore than usual.

Never really walking on eggshells with Bakugo, you seemed to have hesitated asking about your idea to massage him. Just for the remainder of the evening. He deserved it.

Surprisingly, he didn’t hesitate after your suggestion.He looked at you and immediately surrendered with a soft/gruffy “Sure.”.

You took his warm hand to lead to the bedroom, feeling it slowly getting damp, a common occurrence when he touches you and it only makes you hold it firmer.

You let him take off his tank top with ease, his right breast flexing a little made you bite back a smile. His body was littered was small tattoos and bruises to pair. The semi permanent one is darker though.

“Lay on your tummy, please.”

He pushes out a weak laugh at the term “tummy”, but does as told allowing you to rest on the back of his butt and begin your magic.

You knew you were doing a good job when he was doing small groans and hisses, “Feels good?”

“Mm.”

“I’ll take that as a yes.” You roll your palms deeper into his lower back, feeling his muscles finally relax, “You deserve it, baby.”

Your comforting words were like a weighted blanket on Bakugo, you always found a way to make him relaxed even if his body refuses to do so. When you tap him to roll on his back you could see the sleepiness in his eyes, “Y’good?”

He does a small yawn and stretch and reaches his arms to pull you chest to chest, kissing your forehead firmly he groans, “I’m good.”

“Good.” You giggle sitting up from his weak grip, “Let me just rub this part okay? I’ll be gentle I promise.”

Bakugo shut his eyes tightly, already anticipating on some slight pain when you apply pressure on his knotted shoulder, and you took notice. So instead you just kiss it.

His eyes open from the soft touch and see you pecking his shoulder down to his arm. Bakugo would be a liar to say he wasn’t getting turned on a little bit from how cute you looked and how good your lips felt on his skin, but he didn’t want to interrupt. You felt the small knot on his shoulder and kissed it firmer before gently massaging it with your hand, he hisses a little and you kiss his shoulder again.

A part of him wants to question you, but he suspects this is your way of helping with his massage. But he didn’t really want you to stop, so he kept his left hand land on the bottom of your butt and just fell further into the pillows with his eyes slowly pushing him to sleep.

The moment you looked up, lips getting a little swollen from so many kisses your big boy was fast asleep and relaxed, but before you could go to get up he grabbed you to lay on top of him on his left side.

She is just the cutest , charming, and kind little thing he’s ever met. But…Bakugo soon found out she has an internal switch.

“Ooohhooo my—-ffffff—-Y/N wait wait baby—!”

“‘M sorry I—please you feel so good!”

She has a tendency to overstimulate them both when she is on top.

Did I also mention she on top a lot?

She’s smaller than him, happier than him, nicer than him, and apparently more….tenacious to say the least than him when it comes to sex.

The springs of the bed were at its wits end, the slaps of her wet skin against his echoed the hallway as she bounced up and down. Bakugo throw his head back onto the damp pillow, his nape latching onto his hickied neck , and his mouth a gape he feels another orgasm being drawn out of him. So much so his palms began to spark a little.

He apologizes—half way only because he’s mostly a babbling mess, but he looked so sexy. His chest was sweaty and red, though he was begging her to slow down he nips at his bottom lip with a smirk when she just grinds her hips harder against him. He’s definitely ganna get her back for this.

“S’good! Katsuki you’re—you’re so big! You’re so—mmm!”

She’s a mess too, but she can’t stop even if she’s sore between her thighs, even if her clit is swollen, even if her breast are tender. She needs one more.

Bakugo’s sweet girlfriend gets dick drunk so easily and he doesn’t complain, he just prepares himself.

“C’mere—“ The last bit of energy he uses to hold himself up he grabs her by the back of her hair and grips it to kiss her , “C’mon cum with me then, you can do it common—just like that.”

He swallows every moan, her body finally relaxing into his grip to let him take over from below and finish the rest of the job . His warm, slippery hands grab the bottom of her butt to grip and hold her still to thrust up into her. With every worn cry of his name he felt his dick twitch inside her.

Nobody would ever believe a girl as prim, proper, and quiet as her would ever be as loud and raunchy as she is right now.

The orgams crashes over them both, this one being a mess with him squirting inside her and her wanting to do the same so she begins to rub her clit between them both.

“Damn it…. you’re so hot.” Bakugo leans back to watch her quick little fingers rub fast curled to cum on him.

The wet mess drenched the small gap between them, finally slowing down he holds her close, She bites gently at his neck to leave another bruise, to then lick all the way up to his mouth. Moaning softly as the shivers his twitching tip is still leaving inside her.

Bakugo’s sweet girlfriend was insatiable. Her eyes were on him with a transition to lust to now full love once she regained her mind back, though they both were still a little sexed out she peppered him in sweet kisses. Just like she do before he leaves for work everyday.

“Thank you…I’m sorry..” She repeats on his lips between pecks, all he could do was chuckle weakly, it’s routine that she always do after cumming. Bakugo’s girlfriend can be so clingy.

When he lays her on her back her arms reach out to him, asking with her body to hold him, Bakugo kisses her tummy, eyes locked and dark gliding down between her hot sticky thighs,

“Lemme clean you up…” He takes a long stripe to her slit, his cum falling in his tongue, she bites her lip and hums happily while arching her back, “You can fall asleep I got you.”

He had you under him on the couch for about 10 minutes, wet kisses and several inappropriate touches later Bakugo guides your hand under his shirt to touch his abs. Basically giving you permission to feel him more, skin to skin.

“You’re so soft.” He groans in your neck, his crotch making its perfect place on your clothed slit, when he felt the shape of your pussy against his shaft he almost lost the composure he was barely hanging onto.

“I know you haven’t….ahem—-done this….before. So…we’ll take it slow okay?”

You could hear the strain in his voice, his cheeks were beaming red at his own words looking down on you. Your body was still clothed behind your hoodie and shorts but he didn’t care, you looked stunning to him.

Nodding at his suggestion he begins to get hotter, without thinking he lands one last kiss on your cheek and takes off his big black shirt and you are welcomed to a pretty surprise of his painted shoulders, chest and upper arms.

He had marking of different designs and even a dragon on the right side of his chest around his shoulder. His silver chains dangle in between the marks, leaving you more turned on that before. It made you open your eyes wider, having no shame in sitting up to get a closer look.

Bakugo never gave the type to have tattoos, he had his earrings, but he took out his eyebrow piercings due to work, and never showed interest in tattoos whenever his friends showed theirs….It was kinda like seeing Batman reveal his true identity or something.

“What?” He did a half chuckle in confusion seeing your face from below, when he followed where your eyes were he grabbed your chin, “Look at me.”

“I didn’t know…you had tattoos…”

“Yeah.” He said matter of factly like it wasn’t a big deal, “I got them when I was 19.”

It never occurred to you in all your years of knowing him he never not wore a long sleeved shirt, even his short sleeved ones covered them well enough…..this was great honestly. You look closer and see his dragon tattoo following across the scars he had up there. It was so….attractive.

“You bastard.” You mumbled squinting your eyes.

“What?!”

“You’re already sexy, and big, and strong….and sexy NOW you also have tattoos? I hate you.”

Oh how fast the mood went from heavy sexual tension to silly bickering so fast because of you. Bakugo got so distracted from your smart remarks/insults/compliments he almost forgot the missionary position he had you in.

“Y’know what…” Holding your hips tightly he pulls you closer against his crotch, a gasp left your mouth mid sentence earning a grin from him. “We were actually in the middle of something before you got distracted.”

“….Yeah…”

“And I don’t want to alarm you, but from when i took off my shirt up until now I could smell how wet you are.”

“….”

His lips were inching closer to yours, you could feel his necklaces dangle over your breast as he leaned to kiss you slowly, guiding you off your elbows and back flat on the couch, “I’ll give you a whole tour of my tattoos later…Just relax f’me.”

Like the horny good girl you were, you let him back on top of you completely, letting his hip move and grand against your slit so sweetly, the friction made you moan out his name, pulling him back towards your lips to suck on his tongue he quickened the thrust faster and harder against you.

It was just a night of cumming in your own clothes and against his mouth paired with a shower together, he let you trace around his body art as promised after he worshiped your own body in the process. Once you both were snug, naked, and falling asleep in bed Bakugo explained he never purposely hid them from you, it became a habit of hiding them due to his job as a hero. His tattoos are not just to look hotter but they were all a form of accepting the scars on his body.

He explained every one of them to you and the story behind them, with that you kissed each of them, expressing how much you love him even more for trusting you enough to even show them to you.

From that day to this he keeps a black tank top on around you in the house. Each tattoo he has is definitely important, which is why you shouldn’t be surprised if one day he tattoos your initials on him….after he marries you of course.

Like genuine emotional irritation when you caught him doing it this morning.

All these years you just assumed he couldn’t grow anything because it was always so smooth but nope worse.

“Oh my—- are you still mad—-?”

“Bakugo, don’t talk to me.”

You didn’t even wanna answer him. Maybe you were being dramatic. Maybe you were extra emotional about it due to your period coming soon, but who cares you couldn’t believe he deprived you of this.

Bakugo on the other hand was lowkey getting a kick out of this, you aren’t usually the type to pout about much, if anything he expected you to throw jokes about it when you caught him, but you surprise him per usual since dating.

Eventually you did of course get over it. But now you made it a habit of grazing and touching his pelvic area, and he notices the glares at his v-line, usually you’d drool over it but now your eyes look at it with expectation. Almost like you’re waiting for something to show up down there.

This was all silly and honestly so weird in his opinion you felt so…strongly about his body hair, But….your man knew exactly what to do.

About 2 weeks past and you were on your couch finishing up an assignment and Bakugo, fresh out the shower and shirtless, took his chance to lounge beside you since he knew the moment he gets comfortable you will take your spot cuddling beside him, and just like he predicted you did.

Closing your laptop, you crawl towards him like a kitten to hug his side and inhale his scent, you didn’t care much for how damp he felt. His skin was still cool and soft despite his scars just how you like. Just like clockwork you were going to poke and prod at his pelvis until—-

“OHMYGOOSSHHH….HAIR??”

The past couple weeks your Blondie didn’t touch his pelvis with a razor, and it grew right back in the same way it did before he shaved it. He honestly didn’t mind it after the weird itchy phase went away. And you couldn’t have loved it that little dark brown hair more…ya weirdo.

“I cannot believe —you haven’t smiled this hard all week???” Bakugo, sounding both intrigued and insulted towards your reaction. You didn’t care his body was out for display and so was his sexy happy trail. It was even more attractive seeing how low his sweatpants were.

“You’re so hot. Take your pants off.”

“Shut up???”

It was really the little things that made you geek out over him; his dimples, his chubby cheeks, his baby photos, and now his body hair. Man you were weird, but he loved you for it.

It seems easier after a petty argument, just sleeping it off, but Bakugo refuses to do so. He doesn’t like being in a bed shared by you, but it still feels empty.

“I left you alone. What’s wrong now.” Bakugo spoke up from the end of the bed, standing, arms crossed waiting for you to look up at him.

He had no intention of stopping, he gave you as much space as you needed for the evening, he sees the sleepiness in your eyes, in your mannerisms. You want to sleep just as bad as he do, but you really just want to not talk.

“I apologized….I don’t need you to do the same I just want you to tell me what’s the matter now, I know that fight wasn’t just from that stupid disagreement.”

His voice was heavy, gentle, he wasn’t angry anymore, just….firm in his choice to make sure you still aren’t angry.

All you need to do is say the safe word and he will leave it alone for the next day, which is why he won’t let up, and seeing that you haven’t he knows you want a resolve as much as he do.

You just aren’t great with talking about the heaviness of frustration you been holding. It was hard to keep it in until Bakugo managed to force you to let some of it out leading to an argument.

He nearly crawled towards you against the headboard, and the moment you felt his body heat near you, your eyes locked in on his after avoiding it for hours, and it was almost as if your eyes could not hold back anymore.

You looked like a child being scolded, covering your face hoping the tears didn’t show, but it was too late of course he seen you crying.

“C’mere.” Mumbling more to himself you silently wept in his chest, you’re not a crybaby, but it never hurt to just…let it out sometimes.

Bakugo let you sit there, trapped in his embrace, he didn’t say anything until you finally pulled away, pouting at the tear stain you left on his tank top.

Not many words were exchanged that night, he wiped your tears with his thumb and kissed your now warmed cheeks. You tried apologizing yourself, but he didn’t wanna hear it.

“You okay?”

You nodded, a few last sniffles and he cups your cheeks, his eyebrows were relaxed. Cheeks were turning rosey himself, still not capable of being so close in distance after 5 years together, “I’m sorry…”

When you hugged him he returned the favor even tighter, he wanted to break the tension and threw a few testing kisses to your cheek and ear, when you didn’t protest he flooded you with butterfly kisses until he heard that pretty little giggle when he tickled your ear with his lips. If you weren’t busy listening to your own noises you could’ve heard his sigh of relief.

For example, if you asked him he’d help you wax or trim your pussy.

“Don’t move.” His voices under his breath, he had his thumb on the side of your labia, pushing it gently to the side as he places the mildly hot wax on the hairy patch, spreading it on the small area, “exhale for me.”

“now inhale—“

RRRRIIIPP

Before you let out a shriek he warms up his hand and presses it firmly on the now bald area, subconsciously he does a delicate back and fourth motion, very little pressure, but just enough to relief the sting.

He keeps his hand on you to look back and grab another stick and place it in the wax again, he had a very relaxed and focused look on his face. It was almost unnatural how he kept his reactions so calm….you almost questioned if he has done this before with other women…

In reality he actually prepared himself to do this by watching videos and getting some very embarrassing advice from Mina he swore her to secrecy with.

But you’ll wait until after at least so he doesn’t walk out and leave you as Miss Patchy for the evening.

Regardless, he finally finished the final area, not saying anything but placing the mirror between your legs as you instructed him to so you can see it and, he did an amazing job, almost better than your regular waxer, right when you were about to make a joke about doing a butt strip wax, you noticed him spreading your legs further apart.

You wanted to question him, but instead you just watched him, having a thought in the back of your head of what he’ll do would be…less than wholesome. Unfortunately you did get extremely turned on.

You literally could not help it, this was probably more intimate than actually having sex, he took his time to WAX YOU BALD. Bakugo didn’t understand why you liked being bald down there but it was never something that bothered him. Your body your rules he always says.

Bakugo on the other hand really loved you trusted him to do this. You and him have had extremely transparent conversations for years and even before dating had a very unspoken closeness. When you asked he did spit a few jokes about you just staying hairy, but of course obliged.

He just was hoping he wouldn’t screw up and maybe you can always come to him for these things.

“You okay?” His rasped voice breaks the silence in the room, it was genuine curiosity he had in his voice . His warmed hand rubbing your inner thigh trying to find your eyes. You could’ve sworn he was doing this on purpose, but you were too busy trying not to literally beg him to do exactly what you want him to. Unfortunately your eyes spoke for you, practically begging. And your boyfriend can read them like a book.

“I’m okay….you did really good.”

“I can tell.” Bakugo’s eyes look towards your lower body, the corner of his lip curling when he sees your labia glistening a little from wetness, “You get wet for your waxer?”

Before you could get up and hide in the bathroom from embarrassment he guides you back on your back, “‘m just playing. You could’ve just asked after, pervert.”

“Shut up !—“

You were like candle to a flame when he kissed you, melting right into his touch, pathetic little whimpers in between lip smacking distracted you momentarily from the way his fingers played with your wet clit. Under the noises you made with your mouth.

“What else do you need.”

His breath fanned your lips, the tension was heavy and somehow the room got sticky and hot. He asks you, knowing the answer already but he repeats again holding your chin up with one hand and stopping the tight circles below with the other , “What do you want me to do to you.”

“I want…” You felt your chest get tight, it was hard to admit what you wanted when his eyes didn’t leave yours. You were naked from the waist down and he was fully clothed. Feeling so vulnerable, all you could do was touch his lips with your fingers. He understood.

Bakugo kisses the tips of your fingers before guiding you on your back, small wet pecks littered your inner thigh, you were so hot to the touch he couldn’t help living two long stripes up each thigh before kissing your slippery clit.

“Fuck.” He barked against your wet skin, words mumbled and mouth full, “‘taste so good.”

Your pussy was still a bit sensitive from the wax, but it was a painful pleasure that only spiked the ecstasy your boyfriend was giving you with his mouth.

He knew he had to be gentle, so he didn’t penetrate you with his fingers but instead his tongue , you look down and see his head bobbing up and down your hips follow his strokes.

“‘Suki—-!” Your jaw was slacked his slithering mouth lapped you up and down before focusing back on your clit to suck on. His hand gripped under your knee now to place on his broad shoulder.

It was either your sensitivity, own neediness, or lack of stimulation for about 2 weeks, but the familiar knot in your tummy came rushing back to you so harsh to the point you were practically humping his face to ride out your orgasm.

Bakugo managed to look up at you gripping your breast from under your shirt, it was so hot to him he pulled the shirt him himself to watch your other breast fall out so he can grip it as well, “‘Suki…” You giggled weakly at him popping off your clit to clean you up and put you on some new panties.

“Come here.” He mostly just spoke out loud instead of commanding to wrap his arms around you while you laid on his chest,

“So….can I wax you next?”

“I thought you liked my dick hair?”

“Oh ew don’t call it that?!”

specifically about you.

Kinda similar to how Deku zoned out and blabbers, Bakugo does the same in his mind except he actually is able to have a perfect poker face so you can’t tell he’s distracted.

His daydreaming started at a young age when he would imagine fighting side by side with his future mentor All Might, then transitioned to him being the #1 hero, but as any boy with hormones do , his mind wandered to other things like occasional kissing a girl, having a girlfriend, coming back to his dorm, and seeing his girl there waiting for him.

But it wasn’t any girl, it was you.

It was only every once in a while when he couldn’t sleep during high school, but now you both are college graduates and it became much…much “worse”.

Both of you work in the same agency, went to the same work studies, pretty much inseparable so you weren’t really that hard to imagine being with. It’s just his kind of dirty little secret he has about you.

You make it worst though, your uniform shows off curves he didn’t know you had, your hair after a fight looks even better, the noises you make when he patches up a scratch you got makes him look at you with a unrecognizable expression.

It’s easy to zone out and imagine those same noises and louder under him.

Bakugo thinks about you A LOT. When he’s doing paper work; he thinks about bending you over his desk and taking you from behind. He often wonders how you’ll sound if he licks your back. You told him you’re sensitive there.

When he’s working out; he imagines going back to his apartment to catch you in the shower and join you and fuck you against the cool shower wall, praising how well you’re taking him as you claw his sore shoulders.

When he’s driving; his hand would land right in the middle of your fatty thigh and squeeze it, hoping you give him more access to place his hand in between them, his fingers brushing your panties to see how turned on you are.

It’s not all sex. He does indeed think about you as a girlfriend he cooks for, a fiancé he can be for you when the weight of life stresses you, he even spent half his night imagining your honeymoon with him.

He’s a little undercover delulu.

but it’s all worse when he’s in bed at night and alone with his thoughts.

Today you had on this mini dress for a group outing and long story short Denki pranked you and you jumped right onto his lap. Bakugo was sitting, legs spread on the couch and when you straddled him he nearly choked on his drink.

You were expecting him to curse you out but all he could do was focus not to have you feel anything hard against your thigh, so he just grumbled some insults at Denki and teased you light heartedly for being the top 10 hero and scared of a little fake mouse.

Silly antics aside he used his imagination to replay you right back on his lap, you smelled amazing, your body was so soft, you even briefly wrapped your arms onto his neck and whimpered in fear, but Bakugo could only envision you bouncing ontop of his dick, barely able to take it. Possibly biting him too? You seem like the type to do so when you’re close.

In Bakugo’s mind you seem like a slight bratty pillow princess, he makes you use him to cum just because you been pouting and begging him all day. Your eyes rolling back, some drool coming down that he can lick off your cheeks to kiss you.

He doesn’t even realize his hands are already in his sweats pumping his shaft to match the pace of the imaginary you. Bakugo nips at his lip, brows furrowed when he thinks about licking down your neck to suck on your breast .

Can you imagine being very upset about something petty, Bakugo notices and tries in subtle ways to help you feel better

Your body weight is completely on his side, face kind of smooshed on his chest mumbling about what bothered you and he’s not speaking at all yet. He’s listening though, every word, noticing your voice cracking when you rethink how the situation went, the way your finger fiddle and pick at your nails.

I think Bakugo would find the right words to steer your mind from self destruction, you tend to do that when you over think as well. It helps, even those moments when you want to stay mad he manages to say just the right words to let you breathe.

The best way he gets you to finally smile though is how he rubs your bottom lip, looking at your mouth almost like he wanted to kiss you, but is second guessing it then looks you in your eyes,

“Smile for me, baby.”

The soft rasp in his voice, almost sounding like he’s pleading with you as opposed to teasing and demanding always makes you melt into his palm. He does a boyish smirk, his tooth gem flashes at you before he lands his soft lips on yours.

Okay, I’m lying he doesn’t hate it, but it’s something he noticed very quickly when you started to get more intimate.

At first he assumed since it was your first time with him you’d do so, second and third time he was a bit rougher with you because he was experimenting new moves with you, but this is the 4th time you’ve done this; have a very over drawn out and loud orgasm and not too long after your eyes begin to get heavy.

You lay beside him for a moment in his arms muttering how much you love him, he kisses your forehead before heading to clean you up, but by the time he gets back you’re sound asleep. He honestly thinks if he didn’t cum before you he wouldn’t have gotten off at all.

All of this is not necessarily an ISSUE. It’s not something he is angry at you for, but he wonders for a moment do you fall asleep to avoid talking to him? Are you embarrassed? Bakugo never slept with anybody that does this so it’s new for him just as it’s all new for you still.

He notices that sometimes you do try to fight the exhaustion from you specifically after cumming from just foreplay, eyes getting heavy, voice getting weak. However, the moment you both finish together while he’s inside you, a small whimper and moan of his name soon trails off to silence, it’s as if somebody knocked you out completely.

It scared him AT FIRST, he shook you awake, but all you did was half heartily giggle and snuggle back into the pillow he soon replaced with his arms for you.

Most men would usually feel a level of pride, being able to fuck you asleep, and he does for a moment but in all honesty he wants a little more—-more of you afterwards.

He’s greedy for this, but he wants you awake, for a little bit. He wants to talk to you, make sure you’re okay, you felt good, a few more kisses . It was because you were a virgin not too long ago and wanted to see if everything was okay for you, but now…

Bakugo’s greedy what can he say.

He’s developed a level of addiction towards you he doesn’t necessarily want to end once the steamy night is over . So this weekend after your date he wants to maybe be more gentle with you, and that he was.

That night you were basically a pillow princess, you didn’t get to do a thing, it was all Bakugo putting in the work for you; feather like kisses, making sure you were more than ready for him to be inside you, talking you through it. Somehow he was more tender than you first time.

“‘Suki…”

“Good girl, let it out…just like that, yeah..”

You cling to his sweaty body that hovered over you, just for a moment. Closing the distance he had you in a bear hug with one arm, biting his lip , fighting the urge to slam himself deeper when he’s feeling your thighs twitch around his hip.

The orgasm washed over your body like a mellow wave, back arched, and eyes rolled back you fall onto some pillows with shallowed breath.

Bakugo sits up to cup your cheek, almost as if he’s searching for something in your eyes, and he was; the sleepiness you were soon about to allow take over. You reach up unknowingly and smile, kissing his face and muttering “I love you’s” like the sap you are, but the moment you lay back down and adjust you feel yourself dosing off again—

“Wait—“ Almost as if his last desperate plea he stops you from shutting your eyes. You scrunch your eyebrows seeing him get up and throw you on his chest ontop of him. You’re a little lightheaded from the sudden movement seeing as you were on your back for an hour and giggle. “Don’t go to sleep yet.”

You didn’t understand and it showed on your face, when he noticed he sucked his teeth, cheeks flushed not only from making love, but from embarrassment, “Y’always fall asleep after sex and…I just wanted to talk to you.”

It was shocking to say the least , your hands play around his broad damp chest, tracing over the tattoo on his bicep you yawn, “I’m sorry…I um…before you I used to…use orgasms as a way of falling asleep when I couldn’t so…kinda became a habit.”

He blinks at you, trying to understand how the hell you get an orgasm without—-

“You used to play with yourself before me?”

Shyly you nod, Though his voice was laced with curiosity he smiled and nipped at his lower lip. It was hot.

He didn’t say anything after that for a moment, but he sat up to kiss you, needily, and sloppy as if what you said stirred him up again.

“I don’t mean to fall sleep right after..sorry.”

“Don’t be, I just thought you was avoiding me or somethin…”

“Never.” Fake pouting you kiss his cheek, ignoring how much hotter it got after doing so you smile, “We can take a shower right now if you want.”

“We can take a quick bath.” He gets up holding you against him on his arm as he gets you both off the bed, “I know your legs are sore, little miss i didn’t move all night.”

Bakugo’s never been in love before.

Not with a person that is.

He’s in love with being a hero. Being the best, but not a person.

You however have started to change that a little.

You always been the type to wear your heart on your sleeve, not afraid to express your feelings no matter how passionate, many of your friends have teased you a few times for how loving you can be oddly enough. You just simply love easy and not afraid to show it.

Bakugo was no exception to this, you always made an effort to flash your charming smile and words at him, some days he ignores you and others he simply relishes in it saying “I know i’m awesome!”, and others he feels as if you’re being sarcastic , but it wasn’t the case you genuinely enjoyed speaking with him.

You had a very slight heavy soft spot for him, it started off because you were admiring him. He was strong, he died and came back, he is not only street smart but book smart. Bakugo was somebody you understood why he had a hard shell, and respected it. Under that hard exterior was a sweet, soft, a kind man.

You even managed to express more patience than Deku towards him. Many people assume you were a pushover for Bakugo, but that was far from it, you knew when he was close to actually blowing a fuse and when he was just being pissy, which in turn you knew when to pick and choose to approach him.

After years of this, Bakugo began to slowly soften, his words, still sharp, but his tone was subdued. He often came to you for simple questions such as wanting to spar and once for advice. He started to subconsciously include you in activities where he needed a partner at work. Your company became less than inconvenient, and more of a desire from him.

Months lead on and he sees you as a friend, nearly as equal, you even managed to get a few laughs and smiles out of him, and you didn’t mind. The change was so seemless you don’t even remember when he first started to ask you out more often on solo trips together.

The way you listen, care, and observe Bakugo was something new, something that even he couldn’t place why, but he knew he liked it.

He knew he liked you.

You made him feel more himself, more human and less just a hero. As corny as it is in some way you became his hero. All with how you loved him all those years.

Poor baby is internally panicking he only has 4 minutes and you aren’t anywhere to be found. It’s not entirely your fault, he never really told you he wanted to kiss you on New Year’s, but more of a surprise. However, usually around 11pm you were in the living room, watching the tv, but you weren’t.

“Where is she?”

“Who?” Denki blinks looking at the empty seat beside him.

“What you mean who I mean Y/n, dumbass!?”

Kiri knew of his plan, Bakugo mindlessly mentioned it to him a few weeks ago and though Kiri had on a poker face he pulled out his phone on the side of him on the couch and knew to text you quickly asking where are you.

“Have you tried her bedroom, bro?” Kiri tries to sound like the idea was his, eyes snatching away from his phone screen.

Bakugo stares at him blankly for half a second, partially confused and partially mad at himself for no checking it that place first.

“You’re welcome.” Kiri muttered smiling seeing his Blondie bestie sprint towards your room.

You on the other hand had a headache, you were feeling a bit too tired to countdown with everybody bidding Mina and the girls a goodnight and Happy New Year, right before you allowed the weigh of sleep to take over you got a text and not soon long after a bang on your door.

Only 10 seconds left, damn the dorms are huge. And you just had to be on the top floor.

If Bakugo had no respect fear towards you he’d bust open the door and apologize later, but he tried to practice patience.

Even though he has 5 seconds left.

By the time you opened the door it was 1 second left to spare, the clock finally turning to 12:00Am and the cheerios of class 3-A erupted downstairs, and before you could say hi he holds your cheeks to latch his lips firmly onto yours.

He was a little sweet and salty from the gum and his own sweat, his lips were extremely soft, but he was very uncoordinated, seeing as you can count on your fingers how many times yall kissed.

“Well Happy New Year to you too.” You finally pull back to breathe, the small spit breaking and landing on his chin your wipe it off with your thumb, his eyes were big and doe like, very different from the sharpness he usually expressed, his pupils dilated, he was kind of speechless for a moment, feeling embarrassed he did such a bold move and in the hallway no less where anybody could see you both. you couldn’t help but smile at him. Cheeks almost as red as his eyes you peck his lips, “Wanna come in?”

“Y-yeah. Yeah whatever.” He straightens up, wiping his face to slightly cover it from his blushing. You take his hand inside and spend the rest of the evening cuddled up looking out the window at the beautiful fireworks.

You asked him what’s his NY’s resolution was, but he just scoffed and said those were for people that swear they’re ganna do right but give up but the end of the month.

He does, so this is no offense to the girlies that forget to eat, but his girl has to love eating.

Whenever he gets home he’s asking what do you want to eat whether it’s from the house or out to eat, but he prefers home cooked meals more.

His fatass loves eating just as much as you too.

Anytime he has food he’s hand feeding it to you to try, he always comes home with some kind of sweet treat. …..A few times after sex he’ll clean you up and give you both a drink and a little snack.

Bakugo gets a kick out of making dishes just to see the look on your face when whatever you try something new he makes. Especially if you’re a foreigner he’d attempt making foods from your culture/childhood and it’s the best thing ever to him when he makes it right the first try. It’s like his chest swells and his ego enlarges even more, “Did you make more?” You ask while looking over his shoulder in the kitchen, cheeks filled like a squirrel, you looked so cute to him right now.

“Yes, but finish—“

In a flash you slurp the rest of the broth like a 7 year old child, swinging your feet on the kitchen island he placed you on and hand him the bowl to give you another serving.

It’s safe to say that you found out early on how Bakugo gets horny at the worst times, but we’ll talk more about that later he is so infatuated with your piercings.

He has his own but usually has to take em off so much for work that he rarely wears them, but you look so much better with them.

His words.

This week you, him, and a few of your friends decided to spend a week in a Cabin for Christmas break before the New Year and it’s been so fun, but tonight is going to be a relaxed night of watching Christmas movies and eating until your hearts content.

Everybody was cuddled up in their own area of the huge living room while the fireplace was roaring and the snow storm was outside, and it was all so comfy, except for you.

You were squirming away from Bakugo’s touches and kisses.

“‘Suki…”

“Mm.” His lips latched on your neck and his hand under your shirt feeling your bra, giving it a firm squeeze from behind. You wanted to let him do what he wanted to you.. You did, but you never did anything too crazy as far as PDA goes in front of Mina and the rest so seeing how your Blondie was all, but dry humping your ass like a dog in heat was a lot for you.

Bakugo didnt really care, the place was huge, it was dark as hell besides the TV, and fireplace, and he purposely took the thickest and largest blanket to cover you both, but most importantly you started this .

Before you both went down for dinner you showed him the special belly piercing ring you bought, it was a mistletoe.

Completely Mina’s idea while you both went shopping earlier and you knew Bakugo would have liked it and probably called you a pervert, but you didn’t realize he’d be like THIS. It riled him up so bad, he didn’t say much of anything the rest of the evening until now, his eyes however spoke for him. Just watching you so hard he was basically fucking you with his eyes.

You should’ve known, girl. You knew your man loved you, your body, and loved to eat you out.

Realistically you aren’t complaining. You haven’t had sex with him for about 3 days and you still have 4 days left of your vacation so it was only a matter of time you both were going to fuck, but NOW?

Yes now.

Right now actually seeing as his head disappears in the blankets. His hot hand pulling down your shorts and panties to pair down your ankles.

The cool hair hits your damp pussy, he smirks, giving your clit a kiss and a sniff. He loved your scent so much it was almost creepy….but flattering.

You look under the blanket, swearing his eyes glew in the dark, because all you could see as his red ruby eyes looking back up at you then at your tummy, you give him a fake warning look but he just roll his eyes.

“Y’know I forgot to kiss you since you put this mistletoe in front of me.” You could just barely hear him over Denki’s laughter and Mina’s talking, but it didn’t matter he went back to kissing your pussy, but more slowly and with tongue.

You jerked up, not wanting to moan and catch everybody’s attention away from the movie, but his lips was so soft and cold around you. He kept your thighs spread just enough to press his head further and all you could do was put your hand over your mouth and focus on the screen.

“Y’know you can laugh, Y/N. “ Deku joked looking across the room at you, he had a tinkle in his eye when he said it, “It’s a funny scene.”

Clearing your throat you try to sit up a little more, but Bakugo wasn’t done so he held you back down, “Y-yeah my bad.”

It was almost like your orgasm was coming way faster than usual, it couldn’t have been because you assumed Deku knew what you two were doing?

You couldn’t see him, but the feeling of his tongue prodding and fucking your clenching hole made you grind your hips a little which in turn made Bakugo release his grip on you to follow the movement of your body. He had to contain himself though, since he almost started to groan himself from your taste.

Bakugo used his middle and ring finger to rub your clit while tongue fucking you and knowing he loved doing that you shut your eyes to just imagine being able to see him do it.

You always tell him how sexy he looks when he goes down on you, something about his face looks so focus yet content, the way his entire mouth is practically inside you, his eyes closed and relaxed, the slick of your cum and his spit flowing down his jaw, and when he catches you he winks and goes back to closing his eyes.

A moan whimpered came out your throat you quickly masked as a fake cough, a small vibration of laughter came out of Bakugo’s mouth hearing you nearly break, and you were so close you started to grip his hair under the blanket, holding your mouth again and once you started to cum your hand moved to his cheek caressing him without looking. It was a reflex he loved .

After grabbing your bottoms to put in his pockets, He tried his best to clean you up and kiss your inner thighs up to your lips, Mina looked over seeing his tounge in your throat and fake gagged. You weren’t looking but Bakugo flicked her off and kept kissing you. Partially because you cumming like that while trying to keep your composure was so hot, and also to swallow the remaining moans you finally let out when he laid behind to and rub your clit a little more. You were so soaked he couldn’t help but to ask if he could just be inside your for a second.

In his word she didn’t want to “waste” your cum on just his mouth, but at least on his dick too.

Being the top 5 hero, he’s always hearing praises from strangers, fans, and even his workers, but typically when people do that he is either cocky and prideful, chest poked out , and laughing about how great he is or ignoring said comment thinking “Well duh.”

It’s Katsuki he’s THE top 5 Hero of course he knows how amazing he is.

However with you it is frustrating.

On your end by the way.

“You’re so strong, thank you baby.”

“Mmm.” Just a grunt and you move a little inch forward to peck his lips as a “you’re welcome” after helping you rearrange your bed seeing you struggle for 30 minutes. His lips were cold and soft, but his cheeks were already beginning to warm.

Damn you.

You didn’t even realize your love language was Words of Affirmation, until you got with your boyfriend Katsuki. He was the first guy you’ve dated that is actually WORTH drowning in compliments seeing how amazing of a man he is for you.

Unfortunately for him, he realized it 2 weeks into officially dating and he doesn’t HATE it he just can’t HANDLE it.

You have this specially glint in your eye when you watch him do almost anything, your big pearly whites showing when he approaches you leaving his stomach feeling heavy even though he haven’t ate yet.

“Hey, pretty boy.” You kiss his lips and hug his arm to walk to the nearest restaurant, he grunts again and replies with a small “You look good in that dress.”

“Thank you, baby you look even better.” You giggle and he does a half smirk and walks with you the rest of the way silently.

He doesn’t mean to be awkward or kind of ignore your compliments they just carry weight to him. Bakugo doesn’t care about anybody’s opinion, but yours. He has never been insecure about his looks, but ever since dating you he tries a little harder to keep himself properly cleaned just for you.

“Oh baby…” Your voice is practically purring in his ear while you bury your face in his neck on the bed, “You smell so good.”

A strained exhale came out his mouth, trying to ignore the way your body weight feels so comfortable and sexy on top of him, he holds you closer, but that only fueled you to compliment him more,

“I love this chain i got you…the gold compliments you so well, boo.” You lift yourself on his lap to play with his necklace like a kitten playing with a toy, well that’s how Bakugo saw you in this moment.

He bit his lip, already trying to calm himself down from an erection that could fuck up this cute moment, “Well ob—-thank…you.”

Bakugo can’t even spit out a smart remark with you, and you didn’t even notice, “You’re so fine, ‘Suki.” A giggle was followed by your blunt statement, making him shut his eyes tightly at you almost as if his face is saying “Why must you act like this.”

This is only the tip of the iceberg though, because your big ass sweet mouth doesn’t stop even when his dick is inside you;

“Y-you’re—-you’re so big ‘Sukiiiii…”

Not even 4 minutes in and youre dick drunk….nobody can blame you he did tongue fuck you right before that.

“Yes! Yes right there please….!”

You were caged under him, he had you in the bear hug position, his balls slapping your already wet ass to the point it was loud PLAP PLAP PLAP’s overlapping your cries of his name.

Bakugo’s hips couldn’t stop, the more you praised the more his body moved until he was close, cumming right before you, just how you like.

“Katsuki! Katsuki! Please..please cum for me pleasee I need you—goo-good boy good boy fuck—“

That’s what sent him over.

His groans vibrated in your ear, a few softer moans when you clenched down on him as he was orgasmed that further led it to yours.

When he finishes and pulls out to clean you up you still can’t shut the fuck up,

“I love you, pretty boy.”

“Shut upppp.” He finally spoke back at you making you laugh out loud while he was between your legs.