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This drabble turned lowkey fic…me reading/hearing about angel cunt from Jo once and trying to make it my whole personality now. LOL. Legit this was supposed to be a hot drabble thirst but we are 4k in and uh now its a fic. Please enjoy
Synopsis: Adult film star and wholly emotionally unavailable, Bakugou struggles to nut on set until he meets you, the pro cam girl, who might just be the girl of his dreams.
Warnings: Slapping (cheek and puss), choking, mentions of nut and squirting dude this is strictly porn without plot so I’m not sure what you expect but its filth below, aye yo he’s 28
Bakugou has worked in the adult film industry for years and yet he has never had a happy ending. He never nuts and not because he takes Viagra or anything but because….well actually he doesn’t know why. He loves pussy, loves cock. Loves to fuck and be fucked.
But he’s only ever nutted with people he was close with and oftentimes in private. With a mountainous man arching his back as an angry ash blonde tops him. Or he’s only ever cum when he was shit faced drunk.
Regardless, oftentimes a happy ending in a Bakugou film is coconut cream mixed with spit that falls out of the woman’s or man’s mouth.
So today should be a typical day at the office for Bakugou. Fruitlessly chasing his high, getting so close when someone else cums but never having it for himself. He’s set to work with someone knew. You, the star of a huge pro cam girl site. Rumor had it you had been offered a lot of money for a ONE time film with Bakugou with the contractual obligation of royalties. It was going to be such a pretty penny you planned to start retiring after the film. Only having plans of a few more live streams and rounds of nudes before you were going to call it quits and work on your dream life.
When something that’s supposed to be a 500 word drabble turns into almost 2k.
Bakugou cums in his pants, but luckily for him he has you to help clean him up.
Warnings: 40 year old virgin!Bakugou, inexperienced Bakugou, experienced reader (or just more experienced than Bakugou), dry humping, premature ejaculation- Bakugou cums in his pants, blow jobs, cum swallowing, not proofread.
Pairing: Bakugou Katsuki x f!reader.
Word Count: 1.8k.
It was no secret to you that Bakugou Katsuki is a virgin.
Spending the majority of his earlier years chasing his dream of becoming number one, he’d barely found the time to form any sustainable relationships. The few that he’d started barely managed to last a few months before they broke down into nothing, the focus on his goals and dreams too strong to be pushed to the side.
Of course that didn’t stop the Internet and mainstream media from portraying him as a sex icon. Headlines and new stories would often talk about sordid exploits and the lines of women that he’d shared steamy escapades with, when in reality that couldn’t be further from the truth.
And even pushing forty, Bakugou Katsuki is still a virgin. Something that had never really bothered him before, content with working out his frustrations with his fist in the shower to ensure minimal clean up after. Bakugou hated making a mess.
But things were different with you.
You make it difficult for him to think, to remember to breathe as your tongue flicks against his parted lips to delve inside and your hips grind against his lap. The air is hot and heavy as rough hands scramble for purchase, settling on the plush of your hips as he tries to slow you down. To give him a second to think—
Maybe it was naive of him to expect a warm mug set down in front of him when you invited him in for coffee, and not your warm body straddling his hips instead.
Not that he was complaining.
Everything is all too much and not enough at the same time, as he finds himself using his grip to push you down against his crotch with purpose. Chasing that sensation as your lips pepper scorching kisses against the rough stubble littering his jawline.
In the three months you’d been dating, you’d never done anything like this. And Bakugou found himself wondering why you hadn’t, especially when it felt like this—
“Is this too much?” You managed to make out from between heated kisses, trying to stop yourself from grinding down on top of him. But it was easier said than done when your body craved the delectable friction he gave your needy clit.
“No,” He growled, “Fuck—”
The word tumbled from Bakugou’s lips as a desperate groan, your palm pressed against his sternum as he’s certain you can feel the swift thud of his heartbeat. As if you’re controlling it’s pace while your pretty whines are like music to his ears, a sound that has his cock throbbing desperately between his thighs. Everything feels so new, and yet he’s certain he’ll never tire of the sensation as your hips press down harder against his bulge.
“Katsuki.” The one word that seals his death sentence, the sultry lilt to your tone has him throwing his head back to rest against the couch as his hips jerk beneath you. Pushing his throbbing cock into your clothed cunt as he feels the heat radiating from you, crimson eyes rolling back as he feels it.
That sweet release that he’s been craving wracks through him in harsh waves, the euphoria inexplicable as for the first time he allows it to take over. Each muscle in his body relaxing as the pleasure consumes him whole, raspy groans tumble from deep in his chest as you pull back to stare at his face.
“Did you just—?” You smile, your fruity gloss smeared against his lips and cheek as the words finally have Bakugou crashing back down to earth.
“Shit.” He grunts, as the shameful reality begins to permeate his body, “I’m fuckin’ sorry, alright. I didn’t—“
What was he even supposed to say? He just came in his pants like a fucking teenager.
“I’ve never—”
“It’s not a big deal,” You smile, soft hands sliding up his body to stroke against his shoulders, “It’s kinda hot actually.”
It’s easy for you to say when you can’t feel the effects— his hot spend leaks from his engorged tip, his boxers stick to his skin uncomfortably as his release mattes in his trimmed pubic hair.
“Sorry,” He grumbles as you press a final lingering kiss to his cheek before starting to climb off his lap.
Embarrassment continues to seep through his body, feeling a heat rise to his cheeks as he prepares more apologies. Missing the closeness of you already, your warm hips in his hands as your body fits snug against him. He’s fucked it up this time—
But imagine his surprise when your knees nudge against his to spread his thick muscular thighs, dropping your body between them as you stare up at him with mirth.
“What’s so funny?” He almost snarls, the shame overpowers any other emotions as he prepares to stand up to excuse himself from the whole situation.
“Nothing,” Your eyes sparkle with mischief as you reach up to begin unbuckling the heavy belt he wears, “You have no idea how hot that was, do you?”
“What?” He frowns as his muscles stiffen when you unbuckle his belt and begin to pop his zipper, unable to stop the groan from slipping between parted lips when the metal grazes his softening bulge.
“You made such a mess, Katsuki.” You coo, the fabric of his boxers a dark grey from his spend as you press your thumb against it.
Baku you sucks a sharp breath through gritted teeth when your fingers slip beneath the hem, tugging them down to settle around his throbbing balls as you discover the mess he made. The mess that’s your fault, if anyone were to ask. The wet fabric tacks to his sticky skin as you peel it back, the air in the room hits wet skin as his release begins to dry.
“What’re ya doin’?” He mumbles, sliding a large palm along the length of his face to shield his eyes. As though that’ll stop the shame that still floods his body, the reality that he’s still an inexperienced virgin.
“Is this okay?” You answer his question with another one, leaning forward as your breath fans against his skin.
“Fuck—” He grunts, “Yeah— I—”
The question falls apart the moment you lean forward to lick a long, languid stripe against the underside of his semi-hard cock. Following the silvery streaks of his release as you taste the sharpness on your tongue, hips jerking when your tongue reaches his frenulum.
You can feel Bakugou getting hard again, heavy balls throb as your lips wrap around the blushing head, the tip of your tongue prods against his slit as you lap at the beads of cum that continue to ooze out of him. Wrapping a warm palm around his sticky length as you stroke him back to life, strong thighs squeeze your shoulders as you pull more delicious sounds from his throat.
Bakugou’s mind is hazy, uncertain that he can even cum again after the mind numbing climax he’d just experienced, but you’ve already made his mind up for him. Fingers circle around the base as your palm presses against his pubic bone, taking him deeper as his tip hits the back of your throat.
“Fuck, sweetheart,” He rasps, calloused hands ball into fists as blunt nails dig into his palms, “Is this what they’re callin’ coffee now’a days.”
“You don’t seem to be complaining, Katsuki.” You coo.
He’s already pent up as he tries to think of anything else to stop him from coming undone quite so fast this time. But it’s near impossible with the way your glossy lips feel wrapped around his cock, your tongue tracing the prominent veins that bulge along the underside as he bucks into your mouth.
A low hum vibrates in your throat as you take him deeper, teasing his balls with your fingers as you feel him begin to stiffen. His chest heaving with rough, labored breaths as you stare up at him from beneath thick lashes. Tempting him to give you all he’s got to give.
You subtly rub your thighs together for some kind of relief as your clit throbs beneath your soaked panties, imagining how the sheer size of him would fill you up and stretch you out. Imagining the delicious ache when he finally slides into your tight, wet heat.
Bakugou can already feel himself teetering on the edge of another climax. His fist no comparison to the way your warm, soft lips feel around his cock. Certain he’ll never be able to cum again without you, no way to scratch that itch without feeling you like this between his thighs.
“I’m gonna— fuck,” He groans.
A soft stroke of your thumb against his taint is all it takes to have him soaring into his release, his hips bucking wildly off the couch as he forces himself inside your mouth to the hilt. The neatly trimmed hairs at the base of his cock tickle your nose as the throbbing tip hits the back of your throat as he comes undone.
Catching his mess in your mouth as ropes of his warm spend begin to spurt from his thick cock. The desperate grunts that rumble deep in his chest do nothing to satiate the desire that brews inside you as you taste him on your tongue, taking everything he’s got to give you as you move up to circle the pink tip. Claiming the last few pearls of milky cum as Bakugou’s large palms move to the back of your head to pull you off his oversensitive cock.
“What was that?” He rasps hoarsely as you press a final, lingering kiss to the underside of his cock. The heavy weight of it lays flat against his crotch as you lean your cheek against his thigh, smiling up at him as you lick your lips in satisfaction.
“I was cleaning up the mess you made,” You tease, reaching up to playfully squeeze his balls. But this time Bakugou is quicker, his hand catches your wrist before you make contact has he frowns down at you from half-lidded eyes.
“That was all your fault.” He murmurs, the embarrassment still ebbs at the back of his mind as he’s reminded painfully how much of a virgin he still is. Certain that if that’s how your mouth felt, he wouldn’t last thirty seconds plunging into your tight cunt.
“My fault?” You part your lips in mock surprise, “You made a mess of me too, you know. You should be the one cleaning me up.”
“What?” He certainly didn’t do anything. Sitting back on the couch as he allowed you to use him as you so pleased.
“Yeah,” Your lips curled into a mischievous smirk, slipping your legs from beneath you as you spread your thighs on the ground between him. Your skirt riding up from the position as you gave Bakugou a show of your lacy panties, already feeling your slick staining the material, “You wanna see?”
☁︎⋅ (18+) rookie!leon eating you out and creaming his pants
“l-leon, I don’t know if I can go again,” you cried out, your voice catching in your throat as your hips twitched helplessly above him.
you weren’t sure many times you’d come. it was hard to keep track after the third orgasm. but leon wasn’t ready to let go, he kept going, his broad hands gripping your thighs tight to keep you anchored in place. he thrusted into the air, desperate for some sort of friction.
“you just taste so good,” leon groaned against your skin. his face buried itself back between your lips, his tongue dragging in thick, heavy strokes through your folds. he sucked down on your clit, letting your arousal drench his lips and coat his chin. “one more, please, just one more…”
you looked down, your hands trembling as you braced yourself against the headboard. your gaze met his soft blue eyes. they were wide, glassy, and so sweet they looked like they might spill over with tears at any second. his cheeks were flushed a crimson red and his damp hair stuck messily to his forehead. he was completely at your mercy.
“you’re so pretty like this,” you breathed out, your heart hammering against your ribs. you reached down to brush the damp hair out of his face.
leon let out a soft whine at the gentle touch, the vibration of it causing you to jolt. “my pretty boy,” you whispered.
“oh fuck-”
leon sucked down hard on your clit, his tongue swirling in a frantic, demanding rhythm. you gripped the headboard for dear life as the sudden sensation sent you crashing into another violent orgasm. your sweet release coated his lips and his tongue moved eagerly to catch every single drop.
as your body settled, you noticed that leon was panting incredibly hard. you shifted, looking behind you, only to see a very prominent dark wet spot across his gray sweats.
a soft gasp left your lips. “did you just…?” you giggled.
leon groaned, a pitiful sound escaping his lips as his ears turned bright pink. he pulled away from your lips to nudge his nose against your inner thigh.
“you taste really good,” he mumbled defensively, his voice muffled as he tried to hide his blushing face from view.
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love island bkg and just making out with him during the day on the day bed. bakugou on the outside is soooo anti pda. he’d never make out with anybody just in the open. but all his ideals disappear when he’s beside you half naked in the sticky heat and you’ve already spoke about everything there is in the world to speak about so his lips are just dragged to sit upon yours. everyone else is dotted around, walking past, on the other side, cooking in the kitchen.
it honestly looks like you’re about to fuck with how intense the kiss gets. bakugou’s a second into flipping you under him to start grinding into you and from the angle all your friends are standing at, they can see your tongue entering his mouth. it looks like you’re about to eat each other.
“wow, that’s hot.”
“do they realise we can see them?”
“i don’t think they care.”
his hand is holding your head in place, the cameras are zooming in like they’re about to film a porno instead of evening reality tv. you’ve even locked a leg around his waist and both your arms at his neck.
if they put this clip in the edit, they’re going to need subtitles for the viewers because of how low you’re talking.
“i want you so bad,” it sounds like you’re about to cry.
he growls into your mouth, your lips brushing against his. “imagine my fingers inside of you, stretchin’ out your lil pussy for my cock.”
“oh my god,” you blurt, you can feel your heartbeat throughout your body as if you’re one sensitive nerve. of fucking course this man can dirty talk. you haven’t been on the edge like this in your life. “no, get off me. i need to go into the pool or something. a cold shower.”
one light press of your palm in the centre of his chest and he falls onto his back. he flings his forearm over his eyes and grunts, “fuck. sorry, i got carried away.”
“i started it,” you breathe, both of you laying beside each other with heaving chests.
“i continued it.”
“i said i wanted to fuck you—,”
“guys, the hideaway is always through there. you don’t have to fuck in front of us!”
The picnic basket is full of all her favorite snacks, she slept in while her boys made breakfast, her smile was as radiant as the sun, and she was so blessed to see another year.
Happy Birthday to a sunflower in all her glory. 🌻
Hiiiiiii a hugeeee thank you to my new sweet friend Katyaa on Vgen for this Kenzo piece. It literally makes me laugh so much look at these fools. literally no one can come near me without them being guard dogs. And the way Kenzo is mimicking Katsu's stink face bahahah and how I look like "what am I gonna do with these two?" bahahah Anyway a very lovely birthday present for myself with my forever boy and my sweet pretend baby boy who means the world to me. Once again please be nice. Thank you. 💖
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Tracing Krauser's scars making him actually feel something. Something that makes him feel weak, vulnerable. He cannot help himself, he is steeled, his emotions only live on the fringes of his mind, if at all.
Yet you bring it up to the forefront.
He cannot have that, growling, pinning you suddenly on your back, his favorite knife in his large hand. The point biting into your skin over your brow, just where his ends.
"I can give ya a scar to trace." It isn't long after that a few drops of blood start to drip into your eye.
Some things that I've been thinking about on and off recently with no context, most of it from strangers
"You have such good energy, I really needed this." Before a deep exhale of relief, a moment to catch her breath.
"Smiley! I missed you!" "Angel is that you?! It's been years!"
"Wow you look gorgeous, your aura is stunning."
The hug from an old coworker I used to be very close with, she smelled the same. Tide and sundried laundry, "I was just thinking about you, I miss you."
"I don't know if you remember but you really helped me in highschool, I made some of my best friends because of you. Thank you."
Through tears, "Did you write this? What's wrong? Did you write this?"
"Got my sunshine today." "Oh yea you had a chance to get out? It's gorgeous!" "No silly I got to see you, I'm so glad we got to see you today, you really do brighten the office."
"You're the first person to smile at me today, thank you."
"I think you're the only person who noticed I wasn't showing up to class."
"I'm sorry, I know I'm taking awhile." "No, no take your time. Literally I'm in no rush. No where to be." "Thank you.....I'm sorry...I'm frazzled. I'm having a hard time with my mother, she's getting old, fast. I'm scared. I don't know why I told you that.'
A lot of things followed by "I don't know why I told you that."
"I don't remember when our friendship started, it feels like we've just always been friends."
"Do you wanna go with me to my dad's? He isn't home I just forgot something for school. Promise I'll keep the windows down the whole time."
"Are you okay? You haven't been talking much during class."
"I missed that smile, I'm so glad I got to see it today."
"I saved the paper for you, I was worried when you didn't come the last two weeks." "Oh classes had gotten cancelled." "Oh what a relief, I was worried something might have happened. You're my favorite regular, you're always so polite."
"Oh is that you nice girl! Nice girl I haven't heard from you in a bit! Come to the window baby I missed you."
"Thank you for being kind to me today, I needed that."
"Me and my daughter think about you a lot, we miss seeing you there."
"I hate that we have to part ways, the market leader said we can't hog you anymore and you have to go to another branch." "Well I am a floater, I'm supposed to move around haha." "Yea but you should just work here! You don't realize how much we fight over you in this area."
Making eye contact with people and watching their face light up when I talk to them. It's usually a quick interaction but it's so different than how they were speaking to the person in front of me than how they speak to me. They get their little sparkle back in their eye
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i felt a heartbeat in my clit with that krauser finger fucking you with his knife to your throat post, he does that while maintaining insane eye contact when he jams his fingers into your cunt, keeping his face close to you, lips hovering over yours, noses knocking, just so he can take in every minute movement that you make
Yes nonny you get it!
Little bit of a cocky smirk because he has you limp in his hold, like some predator toying with his prey before going for the kill.
It's rough how he finger fucks you, slamming his thick digits hard enough to jostle you against him, for his well placed knife to nip your skin even though he hasn't moved it an inch. How every time the tip of it draws little droplets of blood you shudder making him chuckle.
"That's not the only tip that'll make you cream sweetheart. Wait til I bully it in later." Leaning in to bite harshly at your lower lip as you cum around the three fingers he shoved into you 🥰
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