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thinking about katsuki who just can't focus while he's training with you. he normally has no issue but you look so distracting in your workout gear with your hair messy, skin sweaty, and chest heaving…
and he's been thirsting after you 24/7 this week and he hasn't masturbated in a while and suddenly he's thinking with his cock instead of his head. he's losing too easily and you obviously know it, but katsuki doesn't want to fix it. he wants you to pin him down so he gets to have you on top of him
eventually you pin him one too many times and you start going off on him, irritated that he isn't even trying. and oh that gets him so hard, hearing you snap and talk back at him while you're straddling his stomach. just a little too far up for him to rut against you
he just grabs your hips and slides you back so he can grind his cock up against you. your face changes so quick once you realize he's just been horny this whole time
notes -> i like thinking about katsuki just getting so horny for u he'll do things he'd never do normally like ughhhh hot af
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im thinking about fantasy fic again... coming up with a main plot is difficult when idk what horikoshi's fantasy au was meant to be about,, but maybe i just need to fuck around and make it all up
Your hands shook as you gripped your switch. It was hard to keep focused on your game when Izuku was pounding you from behind like that.
♡
He had snuck behind you while you were focused. He lay on top of you and looked over your shoulder. Izuku was feeling mean, he was tired from a long shift and needed to get some frustration out. Through teasing you of course!
Carefully, he slipped your sleep shorts down. You knew what he was doing, but you let him continue. He spoke so calmly, "keep playing baby, don't mind me.." His voice was smooth like honey but still had the boyish charm that told you he was going to be a little shit.
It didn't take long before Izuku was touching you, then fingering you, then fucking you.
You moaned loudly and your head dropped to the pillow in front of you. Your breath was loud and drawn out with whines as the man behind you grinded into your weak spot. You were squeezing his thick cock so tightly and completely dripping. It went down your thighs and onto the base of his cock.
If you listened past the sound of skin on skin and the squelch of your pussy you could still hear the background music of your dumb game.
Your Nintendo switch was still right next to you in bed. The "You Died" title still plastered across the small screen.
But you couldn't find it within you to care since your brain was already mush from how good you were getting fucked by Izuku.
This is based on an old ass request!
I feel like I haven't been posting much lately since I've been super busy with life. Sigh. But I promise that Tenya fic is still coming!! I just need some time, gah!! So just a quick lazy post tonight</3
cw -> reader referred to as a girl & woman, reader has hair long enough to be tucked behind ears, reader is shorter than katsuki, fluff, domestic
thinking about katsuki calling out that he's home as he slips off his shoes at the door. he hears you give a greeting from deeper inside your apartment, but you don't run up to see him like you usually do, and a feather of curiosity tickles in his chest.
he finds you in the bathroom, leaned far over the counter so you could get as close to the mirror as possible. a grin is on his lips the moment he sees you. "hey pretty girl. what're you doin' in here?"
you glance away from the mirror, looking up at him with your pretty eyes. you're excited about something, there's an energy around you that makes him want to kiss you silly and listen to you yammer. "i got new piercings today." and you're tucking your hair behind your ear, smoothing it out of the way so he can see.
he tilts his head and steps closer, gently angling your face so he can see better. and yeah, there's a new piercing in your ear that wasn't there before. "'s cool. other ear, too?"
you hum an affirmative, already turning around to show him the identical piercing on your other ear.
he smiles as he gently pushes your hair away, checking out how your ear looks with the new addition. "mm, it suits you," he says as he guides you to turn to him so he can look at the gleeful expression on your face. "you happy?" his lips press a kiss to your forehead.
and you're nodding as you're turning back to the mirror, staring at your ear in the reflection. he just leans against the counter and watches you, watches his pretty girl shine with glee. "how much did it cost?"
you blink in surprise and look at him through the mirror. "katsuki, i can pay for it. you don't have to."
he shakes his head, "no, i want to. how much?"
you narrow your eyes at him for a moment before you sigh and go back to looking at your ear. "receipt is in my purse."
he smiles, pleased to get that information and do this for you. he steps into your space again and this time he leans around and steals a kiss from your lips, an affectionate hand on your waist. "love seein' my pretty woman happy." you turn toward him a little, and the subtle confirmation that you like the kiss makes his heart thump in his chest. "maybe i should get my own pierced and we could match, huh?"
you grin against his lips and pull back to look at him, wrapping your arms around his neck. "you'd look good with piercings. they'd suit you too."
he hums and hauls you close to him again, chasing your lips. "mm, i'll book the appointment, then." he gently kisses you again, thumbing at your waist. "later. i'm a little busy right now."
notes -> i got new piercings recently and i get excited every time i think about them. made me want to write abt katsuki
katsuki who feels particularly bad after an argument. he can't even remember what it was about, only understands his own feelings enough to know that he doesn't want to make you feel like that again — he doesn't want to feel that distant from you ever again.
even after the problem is resolved through a heart to heart and make-up kisses, he wants to prove to you that he means it — and maybe quiet the voice in his head that yearns for reassurance while he's at it.
he memorizes your body for hours, cherishing it like it's been gone for too long. kisses littered all over your body, head between your thighs ... even just sitting on his haunches admiring the way your chest rises and falls ... anything he can do to erase the distance he's created in his head and make it up to you.
and in being so entranced with making you feel good, he ignores himself. rutting against silken sheets or the heel of his palm if it means his tongue can please you for just a few more minutes. whispering against the inside of your thighs about how 'sorry' he is, while his voice falters.
it isn't until you forcibly pull his head from between your legs that you realize he's a goner — eyes puffed up, mouth bruised hues of red, and his cock sitting painstakingly trapped in his boxers. nodding in reassurance that he deserves to feel good too, and practically begging him to let you take care of him in return.
he's an incohearant mess by the end of it. his forehead practically glued to yours, with all semblance of restraint disappearing after every thrust. he barely makes it 15 minutes before he's chewing on his lip, willing himself not to finish first.
katsuki who can't bear the thought of losing you in a world that feels incomplete without you.
a/n: hello is this thing on (ᵕ—ᴗ—) impromptu post chat idk what this is but i like it -> masterlist. | comments and reblogs greatly appreciated! 💋 | join the taglist?
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im speed reading some books before theyre due at the library rn but i swear once im done ill post u guys <333 better question is which of the drafts i currently have going do i finish.................
right....... so........ my friend and i were watching more bnha a few days ago....................
s6 spoilers below the cut except its the spoiler everyone knows
right. so. i thought bakugou taking the hit for izu was a s7 thing and when it happened it caught me SO off guard i genuinely screamed and then the episode ended and i was just like :O and then my friend had to gts so i was just left MOURNING
like ik he comes back but IM MOURNING
like. "OH MY GOD KATSUKI HE FUCKING DIEDDDDDD" "well... i gotta go to bed now......" and im over here BAWLING 🥀🥀
kinda cracked me up my bsf is so funny
but. who was gonna tell me it happens this early. /j
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.✦ ݁˖ summary: you hate your boyfriend's new car, but katsuki thinks you just need to get to know each other a little more ... personally
+ hickeys, pet names, car sex, brief pussy slapping, cum eating, oral (f!receiving), pwp, katsuki refers to the porsche as his girl once... just trust me, implied kirimina (yeah boohoo)
The restaurant is loud, overlapping conversations, the sounds of cutlery clashing with stained porcelain — it's overwhelming. And so is the feeling of Katsuki fiddling with the hem of your dress.
In all honesty, you're finding it difficult to concentrate. Even as the couple in front of you poke and prod for details about your, not-so-personal lives, your mind can't help but wander to something else…
"So," the redhead starts, twirling pasta around his fork before glancing up at you, "do you like Bakugou's new car?"
Ah, yes — the Porsche.
The newest addition to the list of things Katsuki really didn't need, but bought anyway because he thought it was cool — second only to the five foot All Might figurine currently collecting dust in his office.
Your boyfriend first brought up the idea on a rainy Sunday in your shared home — limbs tangled together, skin stuck to one another as you melt into the rise and fall of his chest. It was a quiet morning — one filled with love making and breakfast in bed.
So, imagine your disdain when Katsuki ruined it with his stupid questions.
"I wanna buy a Porsche" he murmured, voice muffled against your hair, "you're cool with that, right?"
No. No, you weren't.
In fact, you expressed how "uncool" you were with it for two whole hours. Sharp words and even sharper glares thrown at the blonde in hopes it might change his mind.
An argument you were confident he'd back down from when sense was spoken into him by the person he loves most.
"Katsuki, those cars are for players. They're for guys who only think with their dick, or who only want to fuck in said car after they practically bankrupt themselves for it" you huff, shoving open the bathroom with the blonde hot on your tail. "Besides, we don't need it."
"C'mon, princess. You know I'm not like that." he mutters, arms caging you in against the counter as he watches you through the mirror, eyes locked on yours.
A low laugh escapes your lips.
"You're not gonna try to have sex with me in your car? At all?" you question.
There's a beat of silence as you wait for his answer, but the faint blush on his cheeks says enough.
"If you hate it, we'll get rid of it. Just give it two weeks."
You blink, "No sex?"
"… No sex in the car, won't even touch you when we get in there."
But that didn't happen — of course it didn't. In fact, he barely lasted three days before he was going back on his word. There was nothing Katsuki hated more than his two girls not getting along.
So, he did what had to be done.
"'Suki, fuck. Hold on a second-" you whine, nails digging into the orange leather seat as your hips stutter against his tongue. The rough hands that trail over your waist are the only thing that ground you as Katsuki laps at your slit like a starved man.
Every flick of his tongue is addictive, the soaked muscle sucking at your clit before it pokes and prods at your weeping hole. Your moans swallowed by the walls of the Porsche, leaving each sound louder than it should be.
"Feels good, huh?" he asks, as if the tears in your eyes don't say enough. He pulls away from your heat, gracing you with a sharp spank to your clit — nipping at your thighs before peering up at you with a dazed look.
Your jaw goes slack as he trails two fingers along your folds, toying with the slick before bringing it towards his lips. The tight space only makes him feel closer, his voice lower, heavier — as if Katsuki was everywhere at once.
Your hips buck helplessly as you search for the feeling of his fingers pressing inside you — but it never comes. Whining into the stifling heat of the car and fluttering your lashes to glance at the man between your thighs — windows fogging as you catch your breath.
"Kats, please" you grumble, giving light tugs to his hair as you try to guide his face back to your cunt. He only laughs at your feeble attempts, wrapping his, much larger hand around yours and bringing it to his lips.
"You still hate the car, Princess?" he questions, rushing the words out before he's pressing small kisses against your knuckles. Your skin sticks against the leather slightly, a constant reminder of where you were even when you try to ignore it. "Nothing's…changed your mind?"
A loud sigh escapes your lips, head lolling back before its met with the cool, tempered glass of the window.
Stupid fucking car.
"I'll move it to a strong dislike" you quip, shifting your gaze from his, suddenly, intimidating stare.
"You sure? Those nail marks in my seat say otherwise" he teases, trailing his fingers back along your slit before he's easing them inside you. You arch off the seat as much as the space of the car will allow, hips grinding against his tongue as he moves alongside the rhythmic thrusts of his fingers. "Wanna change your answer?"
And did you want to change your answer? Absolutely not. Then Katsuki and the car would win. But was the flick of his tongue making it harder to hold your own? Maybe a little bit.
"Mmm—fuckfuckfuck—yes, please. P-please, Katsuki." you gasp, his fingers only picking up in speed as he wipes his mouth with his free hand — you don't miss the knowing smirk on his face as he watches your body's reaction, the dim interior filled with short bursts of headlights through the tinted windows.
"There we go." he coos, moving up from his spot on the ground to hover over you, thick fingers continuing their assault on your sopping hole.
He smiles against your lips, planting a chaste kiss to them. His fingers coaxing you through your climax, as he whispers against the shell of your ear, "Doesn't it feel good to be honest?"
With the speed of his fingers, the humidity in the car and the way your mind can focus on nothing but him — you swear you see stars. Grinding against the padded leather as you ride out your high on the blonde's fingers.
The soft buzz of his phone cuts through the heated air, the brightness of the screen sending a brief ache to your irises.
He reads the message before he pockets it, already searching for where he discarded your panties not too long ago.
"What's it say?" you question, though it all comes out breathless.
A smirk ghosts on his lips before he speaks, "Eij and Raccoon Eyes will be there in 20" he says, guiding the lace onto your ankles before trailing it up to snap against your thighs. "We better get going"
…
"Hey, did you hear me? I asked what you thought about Bakugou's new whip" Eijiro smiles, giving a quick nudge to his girlfriend before finishing his sentence with a roll of bread between his teeth.
You try to ignore the flurries that creep up your body as Katsuki's fingers trail up your thighs, rubbing soothing circles on the bites he left on your skin mere minutes ago.
"Yeah," you smile, clearing your throat and bringing your glass to your lips. "...I love it."
BONUS!
kirishima: dude, you GOTTA tell me what you did.
kirishima: saw this sweeeet looking red subaru impreza the other day
kirishima: mina is NOT having it...
kirishima: any tips on how you got her to switch up like that?
a/n: i really wanted to give the porsche a name, but i couldn't think of anything ... thank you @kamislop for beta reading for me, i owe you my left labia <3 and thanks @izutwos for helping me with kiri's car 🙂↕️ also this is no shade to the porsche community here // yoohoo @lonelyfooryouonly & @satiiv-a comments and reblogs are greatly appreciated! MWAH 💋
sorry for inactivity genuinely havent been on here since i last posted. please ignore any slow replies i'll probably be semi-active over the next few days <3
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