Thereeze

a/n: i lit came writing this

ochako studies you as you lean back on the opposite side of the couch, lips pursing as you cuddle into one of katsuki’s shirts. you toss a pillow at her and she catches it with a grin. 

“are you sure you really like him?” ochako raises her eyebrows at you. “you can tell me.” she whispers. 

“he’s sweet, i swear!” you push her leg with your foot. 

“bakugo? sweet?” she giggles. “i’m sure he devours your lips like some ravenous animal.” she rolls her eyes. 

“sometimes but.. he really starts with soft pecks you know? cupping my cheeks and..” you trail off feeling heat rush to your face. “he’s sweet.” you huff. 

“yeah?” she bites her lip to hide a smile. 

“i’ll show you.” 

you cross the couch, cupping her cheeks and pressing a soft kiss to the side of her lips, another just under them, and then to the side before pressing your lips softly to hers. your thumbs brush the apples of her cheeks, feeling how warm they are under your touch and then her hands are on your waist. your tongue licks softly along the seam of her lips, humming when she parts them for you. 

you lick into her mouth, letting your hands slide up into her hair to hold her closer, her thighs falling open so you can settle more comfortably between them. you kiss down her jaw and make your way to her neck, sucking just under her ear and she lets out a little moan. you chuckle before kissing back up to her lips and then it’s a full makeout. 

her hands are pushing your shirt up and she’s swallowing down all of the sounds you make when she squeezes into your warm skin. you’re both too caught up in one another to notice the front door open and close, leaving katsuki to stand frozen watching you both on the couch. he clears his throat and you pull back. 

“kats.” you pant. “i was..” 

“you were what? tongue fucking cheeks?” he can’t hide the blush that’s creeping up his neck. 

“was showing her how you kiss me.” you whisper. 

“what else were you gonna show her?” he tilts his head. 

“well.. i dunno.. i don’t think i could eat her out as good as you.” you bat your lashes at him and press closer to ochako. 

“so what’re you saying baby?” katsuki takes a step closer. 

“why don’t you.. show chako how perfect your mouth is?” you turn to look down at her. “if you want.” you tilt your head a little. 

“really?” she looks up at you with round eyes. 

“mhm!” you smile. “kats is really good at it. bet he’ll make you cum really quick.” you turn to katsuki. “c’mere.” 

katsuki is kneeling down before the both of you in seconds, mouth watering at all the possibilities of tonight. you lift off of ochako, placing one last kiss on her lips and turning her so she’s facing katsuki. katsuki rests his hands on her thighs and looks up at her. 

“you sure cheeks?” he raises his brows. 

“yeah.” she nods. 

katsuki pulls ochako’s hips to the edge of the couch, grinning at the squeak that comes from her mouth when he starts to tug down her shorts. he tosses them over his shoulder and spreads her legs even more, licking his lips when you grip one of her thighs to help hold her open. 

“couple kisses from my girl got you all wet?” he presses his lips to the side of her calf. 

you gasp. “really?” your hand slips between her thighs and katsuki’s pants get tighter watching your fingers slide through her folds. “i did this chako?” 

“yes!” she moans. 

you pull your fingers away and she blushes watching you slip them into your mouth. “mmm, kats you gotta try.” 

he leans forward and licks a long stripe up her center, circling her clit once, twice, before sucking it into his mouth. she bucks forward and you lean over and take her lips, cupping her jaw and swallowing down each sound as katsuki flicks his tongue against her clit. he groans into her, feeling his dick twitch when her hand finds his hair and tugs. 

“fuck!” she pulls back. “fuck he’s good.” she tosses her head back. 

“can i take off your shirt?” you coo and katsuki’s eyes snap up to the both of you while he’s still suckling on her clit. 

she nods and the fabric is gone instantly, her tits spilling out and you're immediately dipping your head down to suck one of her nipples into your mouth. katsuki groans into her, the vibrations sending her eyes rolling back. he licks down to her pussy and pushes his tongue in, slowly starting to fuck it in and out of her. 

“i- i’m- nghhh!” her hips rock against katsuki’s face. 

you pull off her nipple with a pop and look up at her. “he’s doing so good, huh?” 

“fuck i’m gonna cum!” she shutters. 

“katsukiii.” you preen. “doing such a good job that chako’s already gonna cum.” you bury your fingers in his hair next to hers and tug. “i wanna cum too.” you almost pout. 

he pulls off of ochako instantly and she gasps. “sorry cheeks, my girl needs me.” 

“nooo.” you furrow your brows. “why don’t we just.. she can ride your face while i ride you?” your hand slips between ochako’s legs again so you can keep her on edge. “please? an’ i can kiss her again. katsuki please?” 

his brain catches up again and he’s standing and tugging off his clothes. he pushes the table back and lays back on the ground so the both of you can do whatever you want. you squeal and jump up, pulling ochako up with you. she sways and then starts taking your clothes off and leaving kisses all over your body. when she kisses your lips, she slips a hand between your thighs, feeling just how wet you are. 

“fuck.” he props himself up on his elbows. “c’mon, use me.” 

you both pull apart and turn to him, your eyes immediately finding his leaky cock. the two of you sink to your knees next to him and ochako helps you straddle katsuki’s waist, reaching down to line him up with your sopping pussy. 

“oi!” katsuki springs up when he feels her hands on him. “shit.” he groans when you sink down and toss your head back, katsuki falling back against the floor as your gummy walls suck him in. “c’mon cheeks.” he pats her waist and she scoots over next to his head. 

she straddles his face and he tugs her back down onto his mouth, wasting no time in shoving his tongue in her. you lean forward, hand hand braced on katsuki’s abs and the other on ochako’s waist as you take her lips. you start to ride him, whining into her mouth at the stretch of him and the way it feels to grind against him. ochako rolls her hips on his mouth and you can feel his muscles ripple beneath you. 

“i- hah!” ochako pulls back. “i’m- he’s so- fuck! cumming!” she soaks katsuki’s face and his fingers dig into her hips, keeping her firmly planted. 

one of her hands kneads into your chest, fingers rolling your nipple while the other slides down and finds your clit. katsuki groans into her when you clench around him, crying out both of their names as you hump against him faster. katsuki sucks her clit into his mouth and she pinches your nipple, moaning loudly as he starts to flick his tongue. 

she presses her lips back to yours as the both of you hump and grind against katsuki, getting lost in each other while you use him for pleasure. she’s rubbing your clit faster, panting into your mouth as you stare at her, tummy twisting with pleasure. 

“gonna cum.” you whine. 

“yeah?” she pinches your clit and you’re done for. 

you fall apart around katsuki and feel him fill you a second later, as he groans into ochako she tips over the edge again. the two of you stop moving, panting softly until you remember katsuki underneath you and slowly lift off. he’s panting and staring up at the ceiling, eyes completely glazed over. 

“thanks for the ride, bakugo.” ochako pats his chest. 

“yeah.” he nods. 

“told you he was sweet, chako.” you lean over and kiss her again.

- bakugo I'm not gonna lie to you I've just had the biggest orgasm of my life and I'm too fucked up to understand anything you're saying

And bakugo just stands there in complete shock unable to move, tent forming in his pants now that he's noticing one of your tits is out, how you're all blushed and sweaty, and by the way the blanket hits you he can tell you're not wearing panties....

Idk just a thought 🫠

ᝰ.ᐟ cw: suggestive, pwpish, implied masturbation (f), brief sex toy mention, brief flustered attraction, partial nudity, post orgasm, accidental interruption, mutual embarrassment, blunt!fem!reader, best friend!bakugo, bakugo is painfully awkward

oh nonnie, your MIND. i like the way you think. i feel like it would take him a lot to not realize the situation because bkg is nosy — and he notices EVERYTHING. so maybe like he’d be barging into your room ( rather it be you guys are roommates or you guys got to the point where he has a copy of your key ) and he’s just ranting as always because he’s a loser … loser roommate bestfriend bkg — and he’s too caught up in it then it suddenly hits him and he loses his train of thought and he’s like awkward. then he’s embarrassed. like why is HE the one who suddenly doesn’t know where to look !?

let’s envision this, walk with me.

“fuckin’ hate these people !” you hear him grumbling before your door swings open harder than necessary and it’s just katsuki barely even knocking before walking in and already talking as always.

he looks overly irritated — annoyed enough to need an audience as he runs a hand through his spikes with a huff.

“…this dumbass had the nerve to act like it’s my fault because apparently i’m too ‘hard to approach,’ which doesn’t even make sense because if somebody needs somethin’ they can just fuckin’ ask.” he shuts the door behind him with his foot and he keeps talking.

“…like i don’t get why people always do that passive aggressive shit instead of just sayin’ what they feel—”

you suddenly exhale in the middle of his rant, breathless as your chest rises and falls underneath your blanket. the vibrator’s buzzing slowly coming to an end faintly under the covers right against your slick pussy, sending little aftershocks through your post orgasm haze. you look … disgruntled and gone. in a good way, of course.

your skin is all blushed and sweaty, one boob fully exposed where the blanket slipped down, and the way it drapes over your hips makes it obvious you’re not wearing any panties.

katsuki finally falls silent, irritated because usually you would’ve already said something by now, made a face, or you’d interrupt him halfway, huffing out a laugh and calling him a drama king. yet, here you are flat on your back with one arm over your eyes while you shuffle your blanket higher onto your body.

“the hell’s wrong with you ?” he grunts out, raising a brow and all you simply say is, “is it really all that serious ?” you sound exhausted and his brows pull together.

you peak from under your arm, and your eyes move toward him slowly. katsuki looks exactly the same as always, standing there with his arms folded.

his first thought at the moment honestly isn’t what happened. it’s really are you sick. “…are you good ?”

“yes- yeah ?” your voice sounds so … weird and he notices, his expression shifts a bit, he’s more focused now. “…are you sick ?”

you sigh wishing he’d just get out already, “…no.”

he stands there for a second longer before clicking his tongue. “…did somebody say something ?” you then laugh a little at that and it comes out dry, causing his face to twist. “why’re you laughin’ …?”

your head turns slowly as you lift your arm slightly off of your eyes. then your voice comes out weirdly delayed, “…kats.”

“…yeah ?”

you stare at him for a second then scoff, sitting up slowly. “i’m not even gonna lie to you,” he waits and you swallow. “i … just had the biggest orgasm of my life and i dunno what you’re saying.”

katsuki then falls silent, complete, absolute, silent and his face goes blank.

there’s this horrible stretch of time where he becomes painfully aware that maybe he should not be in here right now, not even realizing the tent forming in his sweats as his eyes finally drag over your blushed sweaty skin, the silhouette of your tit, and the way the blanket falls against your hips, showing a hint that you’ve got nothing on underneath.

his dick then twitches hard in his pants (un)fortunately at the sight.

he really can’t help himself — the way his gaze stays on you, his dick thickening by the second and pushing against the fabric even more despite himself, how perverted of him ? and then his eyes finally snap to the wall.

you blink slowly, pulling up the blanket a lil more. “can you like … g-get out ?”

his mouth opens and closes as he turns toward your door as if he’s in time out. “are you serious ?” he groans, deeply embarrassed.

“well yes !” you huff out, sitting up slightly, “i didn’t know you were coming !”

katsuki then has the nerve to grimace, “…w-why the fuck would you tell me that !?”

“…because you asked ? and i thought you should know …”

he squints at your response, still standing there trying to remember why he even came in. his brain is really truly buffering. “…okay, cool,” he utters out awkwardly then pauses, “…good for you.”

he still doesn’t move despite himself because now leaving feels weird but staying feels just as bad and you just stare at him before mumbling, “…what were you even talking about ?”

katsuki continues to stare at the door. “i …i don’t remember,” the room goes quiet for a second before he points aggressively toward the door without turning around to glance back at you, “y’know, normal people lock their doors.”

you glare at him and roll your eyes, a slight pout appearing on your lips. “…you never knock anyways.”

“that’s not the point.” he grunts and adjusts his pants before he reaches for the handle as he hears you basically growl, waddling out before you can throw something at him while yelling at him to get out.

and then he goes to deal with his situation in his roooom, yay !

if you’re roommates you’d probably hear groaning coming from his room …

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you don’t even remember how you got here.

one second you were losing your mind, heat pooling between your legs, grinding against your mattress and getting nowhere. the next, you're in denki’s dorm room, riding him like your life depends on it.

your hands are braced on his chest, nails digging into his skin hard enough to leave crescents. his head is thrown back against the pillow, mouth open, eyes squeezed shut, a constant stream of whines and moans spilling from his lips.

pathetic. absolutely pathetic.

“f-fuck—y'feel so good—please, please—”

“shut up,” you snap, voice raw and breathless. “just— just stay still.”

he tries. he really does.

his hands grip your hips, fingers trembling, but he doesn’t push or pull. just lets you use him. lets you slam yourself down on his cock over and over, chasing something that’s been just out of reach for hours.

you tried everything before this.

fingers. yours, inside yourself, curling into your cunt as deep as you could, three of them even, but nothing. not even close.

your vibrator, the one you keep hidden in your nightstand, the one that usually has you seeing stars in minutes—dead. nothing.

a dildo, the biggest one you own, lubed up and shoved deep inside you, and you just laid there frustrated, feeling empty and wrong. nothing worked. that aphrodisiac quirk fucked you up good, left you aching and desperate and so fucking horny you thought you might actually die.

so you went to the only person dumb enough and desperate enough to say yes.

denki kaminari. certified simp. hopelessly in love with you since first year. you hate how much he wants you. you hate how easy this was.

but right now, you don’t care.

“you’re so fuckin' pathetic,” you hiss, bouncing harder. “look at you. lettin' me use you like this. you love it, don’t you?”

“yes—yes, i do— i love it, i love—”

“don’t.” you slap his chest. “don’t you dare.”

he whimpers, hips bucking up despite himself, and you feel him twitch deep inside you. close. he’s getting close. your own release is building too, a pressure coiling low in your belly, hot and urgent—

and then he gasps, his hands tightening on your hips, and you feel it. the hot rush of his cum flooding you, filling you up, and you scream.

“you fucking—i told you to hold it—i told you, you worthless—”

but the words die in your throat. the feeling of him coming inside you, the heat of it, the way his cock pulses against your walls—it’s what you needed.

the orgasm crashes over you like a wave, hard and sudden, and you feel yourself let go. a gush of liquid sprays from your cunt, splattering across his stomach, his chest, soaking his skin. you keep coming, body shaking, juices dripping down his abs, mixing with his cum.

you collapse forward, panting, forehead pressed to his sweaty chest. denki is frozen beneath you, staring down at the mess on his stomach with wide, dazed eyes.

“holy shit,” he breathes.

you want to hit him. want to scream at him for not holding back. but you’re so tired, so empty, and the aphrodisiac is finally fading, leaving you weak and shaky.

“…you’re cleaning that up,” you mumble against his skin.

he nods, still in a daze. “yeah. yeah, i’ll—i’ll get towels.”

“and if you tell anyone…”

“i won’t. i promise.”

you stay there, tangled together, sticky and exhausted. and when denki presses a soft kiss to the top of your head, you don’t have the energy to push him away. and part of you doesn't want to either.

you’ll yell at him later...and maybe suck his dick to thank him.

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He doesn’t even know what to do, he’s so caught off guard.

One second he was being his usual self, short tempered, too blunt, a little brash.

The next, you’re in front of him absolutely laying into him.

And not in that nervous, stumbly way people usually do around him either.

No.

You’re pissed.

“Get it together or get lost Katsuki. You’re a grown ass man, figure it out.” you snap, voice sharp.

And all he can do is stare at you.

It’s the first time he’s ever seen you angry.

He’d honestly started to think you didn’t have it in you, always so damn patient and sweet.

He’s standing there, mouth slightly agape.

A whole pro hero.

One of the strongest people around.

Getting chewed out by someone half his size and somehow losing.

He knows he looks dumb right now, he’s vaguely aware of it at least.

But the way you defend yourself, the fierce look in your eye that’s unwilling to back down.

It stirs something in him, something… hot and almost primal.

When you finally finish your rant, chest heaving and anger slowly simmering, he’s practically staring at you with stars in his eyes.

Your angry little frown deepens, “Anything to say?”

“No ma’am”, is all that comes out, cool and calm.

You huff, turning around and grumbling under your breath.

And he just watches you leave, heart beating hard under his ribs.

He thinks about it for the rest of the week.

..Then the week after that.

Then one day, retelling the story to Kirishima who’s got that dumb smug grin on his face, he realizes he hasn’t stopped thinking about the look in your eyes since.

And that’s when he knows.

He’s completely screwed.

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⋆˙⟡ will say he doesn’t fw your ‘girly shit’ but adores it

⋆˙⟡ groans when you beg for another blind box but indulges you nonetheless and will do unboxing videos with you

⋆˙⟡ spends the money to win you new plushies from claw machines and looks at you with a scowl when you place them on the bed

⋆˙⟡ loves to take you out shopping and will sit on that dressing room couch with a frown but can’t hide his heart eyes

⋆˙⟡ will let you give him another fashion show once you get home, clothes thrown all around the room but there’s a smile on your face so he can’t be mad

⋆˙⟡ lowk loves to dress you up and then parade you around and be an angry gaurd dog at any guy who looks at you

⋆˙⟡ not a big fan of pda but will hold your hand and give you kisses when you pout for them

⋆˙⟡ watches you do your hair and makeup, does his skin care routine with you

⋆˙⟡ if you whine enough he’ll get his pinky nail polished the same color as your nails - he pays for all of your nails and ‘maintenance’ appointments

⋆˙⟡ loves when you get new nails and send him a video of you playing with yourself - comes home immediately to have you jerk him off cus he wants to see your pretty nails wrapped around his cock

⋆˙⟡ loves that you’re always dressed you best but gets so hard on nights when you opt for one of his shirts and nothing else

⋆˙⟡ but your sheer nighties? that he can see everything through? yeah those are his favorites

“look at my pretty girl.” he lays you back on the bed so delicately.

“katsuki.” you spread your thighs for him.

“and her pretty pretty pussy.” he’ll kneel before you and drag out kissing up your thighs before he finally licks a stripe up your center.

he groans into you, savoring your sweetness and the high pitched whimpers that leave your mouth.

⋆˙⟡ takes his time when fucking you and splitting you open, loves missionary with you bc he doesn’t want you to have to do any work

⋆˙⟡ when you whine to ride him he lets you until you start tearing up after a minute and then he just bounces you up and down on his cock while your tears slip out from how big he feels at this angle

⋆˙⟡ would rather eat you out then have you suck his dick, doesn’t like when you’re choking on him but will let you if you beg

⋆˙⟡ loves using toys with you and he has all pink toys just for you, as the cutest plug for you with a diamond on it

His thrusts are fast and hard, hes even being a little meann... Even though he just woke up cuz hes just so sleepy and irritated you woke him up for this

When you finally cum he just flops back down next to you, tucking you into his neck and falling back asleep, not even caring his dick is still rock hard

The next morning he apologies for being dismissive and mean, hes explaining how it was just so early and it was his first day off in so long so he wanted a good nights sleep.

You nod your head and smile with big doe eyes while everything goes through one ear and out the other cuz it just felt so good

“i don’t wanna go back out…. im so tired.” grabby hands at him to cuddle you, pouty voice.

he rolls his eyes but leans into it all. big gruff man completely wrapped around your finger.

“‘t’s the post office across the road, right?”

you nod, “yeahhhh. do you think you can get my parcel?”

“course i will. it’s gonna be my last time though. you can’t be orderin’ shit if you don’t wanna collect it.”

but it all goes in one ear and out the other as you wrap your arms around his neck.

“thank you baby.”

he’s warm all over.

also when you do it to compliment him or mid conversation and he ends up doing a big grin .

“you’re so pretty. love your cute nose and long eyelashes.” you say sweetly, head in your lap and he’s looking up at you enamoured.

“you think so?”

Bakugo Katsuki is weird asf…and heres why…

Here you both, known each other for three fucking years, trained together, fought together, insulted each other constantly and what nickname does he have for you? Woman.

Yup…thats it

For some reason he never mentions any of the weird shit you do or uses it against you. Like how you tripped over thin air, or misspelled the word ‘because’. Didn’t mention how dumb it was that you dotted your eyes with hearts. Or how your forehead has that stupid crinkle in it when you focus.

Bakugo never mentioned it…but he noticed it. He’ll bring it up to you in private. Like he’ll give you a new pencil since you kept bitting your old one. But never called you Pencil Muncher. Or wrote the correct spelling of a relatively easy to spell word on your paper when you didn’t ask. And he didn’t call you dyslexic.

But what he did call you was:

Woman.

“Damn, Woman! Move”

“Pick up the pace Woman”

“Fight harder Woman”

But why? Why nothing personal?

Well if it was gonna be a personal nickname, he would say:

Princess, baby girl, sexy…so for him..calling you woman would stop him from saying something less appropriate….

She would beat up his ass LMAO

── ✶ before you read: 1k words ; fem reader ; established relationship ; mitsuki and masaru are good parents ; katsuki has an aneurysm (almost) ; masterlist.

꒰ commentary ꒱ ✶ ANON YOU ARE TOO FUNNY FOR THIS ASK LMAOOO

“Kats, am I allowed to order a drink, too?” You whisper. “This one seems good. It’s okay if I can’t, though.”

Katsuki stiffens, turning to you in disbelief. The waitress pauses. Mitsuki raises a brow. Masaru looks up from the menu in concern.

“What the fuck do you mean allowed—what…what are you talkin’ about?”

“Am I allowed to get it?” You ask, like it’s a simple question. You give him a confused look before you add, “I don’t want to order too much and then upset you.”

The waitress gives him a look from the corner of her eyes. It’s a nasty look if you’ve ever seen one, and coupled by Mitsuki’s eyes narrowing at her son, you have to fight every bone in your body not to laugh.

“Did your head get knocked loose?” He does a double take. “Why the fuck would I be upset? You…okay, you know what,” he turns to the waitress, already having enough of your antics, and says, “add a large drink to that, please.”

“A large drink, got it,” she nods slowly, jotting it down. “How generous of you.”

You bite your lip when he stares after her incredulously as she walks away. And as soon as the waitress is gone, he has another problem just waiting.

You start, “Thanks for letting me get a drink today—”

“And just what do you mean let?!” Mitsuki cuts in, staring between you and her son.

You blink at her with your best innocent look. (One good thing about making it your lifelong hobby to get under Katsuki’s skin is that you’ve learned you’re very good at the innocent look. Exceedingly good.)

“Well, I mean, I know how he feels about me ordering things, so I just wanted to check that it was okay—”