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You can feel the bass of the club's music on your chest, your skin is sticky with sweat, and your friends' voices are drowned by everything.

My bladder's about to burst.

"What?" Your friend yells beside you. Ah, you must've said it out loud. "My bladder's about to burst!" You repeat yourself, louder this time. Your friend nods and links your arms together, taking her boyfriend's arm as well.

You three walk over to where the comfort rooms are, snaking your way through all the sweaty bodies rubbing and grinding against each other. As much as you hate being in public and having to interact with people, you still want to live your life. You've been such a goody-two shoes your whole life, you weren't about to ruin your college years being boring as well.

"We'll wait here!" Your friend yells over the music, leaning on the wall as her boyfriend whispers something in her ear, causing her to giggle. You quickly push the door open, making sure to lock it behind you before doing your business.

A loud pounding has you wuickly finishing up, making sure to wipe before pulling your panties up. The rude pounding has you burrowing your brows together. "Can't you fucking wait?" You yell, pulling the door open.

You're an introvert and sensitive—not soft. You're willing to beat a motherfucker while shaking out of anxiety and ceying at their shit talk. In front of you stands a pissed looking blond. Ruby eyes give you a once over, causing goosebumps to rise all over your body.

He's handsome. Over six feet tall. Wide shoulders, a firm looking chest, the black shirt he has on fitting him like second skin with how you can make out the hills and dips of his muscles. Soft looking hair and to top it all off—tattoos littering all over his arms and neck. They probably cover his chest and stomach too. Does he have them on his back as well?

I wanna see.

The pissy blond raises a perfect brow before parting his lips. "If you're done checking me out, can I use the bathroom now?"

Huh. Rude and arrogant.

You match his glare, rolling your eyes at him before stepping to his side, purposely bumping your shoulder against his as you step by. "Pussy." You murmur, hoping he heard before returning to your friend.

That encounter ruins your entire night. You stay in your booth, sulking, while your other friends hit the dance floor. As your eyes scan the full club, you can't help but feel as though you're being watched.

You look around, searching for anything, anyone who has their eyes on you. Looking up, you notice dark glass angled downwards. To the other drunk customers, it looks nothing more than a design, but you know better.

A VIP lounge.

You slowly scan the glass, the dark ambience of the club and the flickering lights make it a little harder to see through, but you manage. Four, five—seven. Seven people are inside the room. One silhouette looking far too familiar to you to ignore.

Narrowing your eyes, hoping to get a better view, you cancel out your other senses and focus on that one person. Who the-

Red eyes glow back at you, causing you to jump in your seat. The blond from the bathroom. He's staring right back at you with such an intense and heated stare. Slowly, you bring your hand up, your palm facing towards him as if to wave hello before you twist your wrist and drop four fingers, leaving the middle one standing.

You smirk before dropping your hand, gulping down the last bit of your drink before standing to order another one. As you walk over to the bar, your mind races to the image of your bed in your new apartment. New sheets, new mattress, new blanket, new pillow, new everything. The thought of staying in bed with a book in hand, safe and comfortable, away from any human interaction.

"What's on your mind, little devil?" The same deep, rough voice from the bathroom whispers against your ear, except there's not a hint of annoyance in them anymore.

You continue walking, holding up your glass to the bartender, silently asking him for a refill. He nods, walking away to grab a bottle. As he does so, you turn around, leaning your back and elbows against the counter, angling your head upwards to look at blondie in the eye.

He's so close, you can feel the heat from his body radiating off of him—or maybe that's the alcohol. He smells good. Sweet, like caramel. Nah, maybe that's just the alcohol talking. Now that you've gotten a second look at his torso, you're sure of the snake patterns all over his neck as well as the flowers that surrounds them.

That's hot.

Okay, that's definitely the alcohol talking.

"Devil?" You repeat him, raising a brow at the nickname.

His eyes drop to the little red dress that clings too tightly on your body. "How original." Your voice is laced with sarcasm as you reach for your drink beside you, holding the glass up your lips as you keep your eyes on his, silently demanding a challenge.

"You have quite a mouth on you," his eyes rake over your body again, "makes me wonder what else it can do." You feel his fingers ghost over your jaw before his thumb presses against your lower lip softly.

"Back up, boy. I'll deck you if I have to." You press a hand against his chest, oh it's firm alright, pushing him off of you. His hand falls from your face, giving you a chance to take a sip from your drink.

"I like your ink." Your eyes fall once again to the tattoos covering his neck. "Makes me wonder how much of your body is covered in them."

Yeah, this is good. Socializing. Your brother would be proud.

The blond smirks, his eyes turning a shade darker as he takes a step forward, once again all up in your personal space. Unlike other people, you don't mind this. Is it the alcohol? Is it the comfortable feeling you have with him? Is it the warm feeling you have in between your legs that's getting hotter and hotter with every breath his takes? Is it him?

Socializing—pssh. Right.

"I have them all over my body." He leans over, his breath fanning over your lips. His entire body basically envelopes yours, but uou don't feel suffocated at all. "Wanna check?"

You ponder over the offer for a few moments. He's hot, totally your type, he smells good, and if he can enter this club then he's probably as loaded as you.

You down your drink in one go, loudly placing your glass on the counter. "Name." You demand.

"Katsuki. Bakugou Katsuki."

Nope, doesn't ring a bell. That's good. The less chances you know him, the better. It would be the opposite for most people, but you can handle yourself, and your brother knows a shit ton of people. And a shit ton of people knows him as well. Let this man be either a villain or a hero, you'll be able to defend yourself. You always do.

You place a hand on his forearm before snaking it up his bicep, squeezing it the tiniest bit. "My place isn't far from here. Let's go there."

Katsuki's kisses leave trails of fire all over your body. Your lips, your neck, your collar bones, shoulders, breasts, stomach—

"If I place my finger here—" he hovers his fingers right above your throbbing cunt, "will I find it wet?"

His eyes look at you with such purpose and lust, you feel your body entrapped in some kind of spell. For a moment, you simply stare down at him, unable to form words. It's only when he hums deeply that you finally, you finally break from the spell.

"Yes." You whisper, unable to trust your voice as you keep your eyes on his. He holds your gaze, his finger slowly dipping onto your wet cunt. The contact has you groaning in pleasure, throwing your head back.

His finger continues stroking your folds, not quite entering you how you want—teasing you. A calloused hand grips your cheeks, forcing your face back to him. "You're going watch as I devour this pussy. Look away and you won't get to cum."

He lets go of your cheeks before pushing two digits into your mouth. "Suck." And you do. You suck on his fingers as if your life depended on it, you suck on his fingers like it's a lollipop with a surprise in the center.

How many licks will it take to the center?

"I'm going to have you suck on something else in a while." The little smirk displayed on his lip has your walls clamping around nothing, causing your patience to run thin. As you were about to tell him off, he swipes his tongue upwards, following your slit.

The muscle is wet, and hot, and so so, so pleasurable. Your toes curl and your back arches but you don't dare to take your eyes off him. A warm sensation bubbles in the lower part of your stomach and the way Katsuki is lapping up your needy cunt has you grabbing for his hair.

Soft.

"Fuck, you taste better than I expected." Katsuki growls, sucking on your folds, eating you out like you were his last meal on death row.

The buildup is quick—your legs are shaking on either side of his head, you begin to pant, you notice you've stopped sucking on his fingers; allowing drool to drip down the side of your mouth, Bakugou Katsuki eats pussy like a starved man.

The second he sucks on your clit, white and black spots appear in your vision. You yell out expletives that dance around his name, head completely floating in cloud 9. Your lids have fallen halfway closed and it takes too much effort from you to focus on Katsuki pushing himself up, a string of saliva and your juices connects his lips and your cunt.

He has an arrogant smile stretched across his face at the sight of your unraveled state. "Don't tell me no one has ever made you cum that hard before?" His tone is just as arrogant as the smile he has on his face.

You shake your head no, your voice unwilling to leave your lips.

"We'll have to change that then." He pulls something out of his pocket and it only hits you now that you're laying on your own bed, completely naked and still a little high from the best orgasm you've ever had, and Katsuki's still wearing his clothes.

"Wait, wait. Don't." You push yourself up, drinking in his confused expression. "You don't expect me to leave without cumming at least once, do you?" His question has you laughing loudly.

You shake your head, a wide smile present on your face. "I meant, don't fuck me when you still have your clothes on." You crawl your way to him, placing a hand on his hard chest, slowly trailing it down his stomach, your fingers pinching at the hem of his shirt. "Show me, Bakugou Katsuki. Show me just how much of your skin is covered in ink."

Katsuki replaces his arrogant smile with a smirk, allowing you to push his shirt upwards and off of him. Patch tattoos. He has patch tattoos. Death, a dragon, dice, a shit ton of tattoos cover the entire front of his body. As well as the words "heaven is too far away" spelled in gothic bold across his midrib area. But what catches your eye are the scars that cover his body as much as the ink does. At the sight of them, a million questions run through your mind.

Is this man dangerous? How did he get these scars? What does he do for a living? Should I be scared of him?

Who the fuck is Bakugou Katsuki?

"Like what you see?" He snaps you out of your thoughts, forcing you to push the questions to the back of your head. This is simply a one night stand. Nothing more. Tomorrow, you'll ask him to leave and you will never have to meet him again.

You take a deep breath and close your eyes, opening them up again the second you feel in control of yourself.

"Dangerous." He mutters, caressing your cheek ever so softly. "Those eyes of yours are dangerous. Fuckin' windows to your slutty soul. And they're screaming at me."

You know exactly what he means by it—you've practiced this look both on people and in front of a mirror numerous times. You've practiced it, perfected it. You know exactly what your eyes are telling him.

"Fuck me." You sound so innocent, so weak in your ears. The second the words leave your mouth, the reds of Katsuki's eyes turn a shade more dangerous.

He grabs you by your neck, pressing your lips together. Your taste on his tongue has never felt more heavenly, his lips feel softer on yours than they do when he was eating you out. He nibbles on your lip, canines teasing you, and you return the favor by biting him back. Hard.

He pushes you away so hard your back falls onto the soft mattress of your bed. Your gaze flicks down on his lips, your arousal never feeling this needy at the sight of a man looking so powerful, bleeding because of you.

Katsuki wipes his thumb across his bleeding lip, studying the crimson stain on his skin before growling. "Really thought I had to go easy on you." He grumbles, the smirk on his face terrifying you to the core. He begins undoing his pants, pushing his boxers down as well.

Have you finally found him? Someone who can take your dark desires? Someone who can ruin you even more?

Your eyes lower at his member and you feel your heart drop to your stomach. Pierced. He's pierced down there.

"You can tell me to leave, but I'd really rather you don't." He says, stroking his already hard cock. The glistening precum slowly dripping down his length, making you gulp unwittingly.

You once again push yourself up, slowly making your way towards him, eyes still on his hard cock until it's right in front of your face. You look up at him with doe eyes, biting down on your lip.

Katsuki chuckles before cupping your chin. "Open." He orders, your lips immediately parting. "Wider." He barks, and you follow immediately, not wanting to waste time. "Wider." You raise a brow at his repeating word.

"You won't be able to take my cock unless you open your mouth wider, princess."

At his command, you open your mouth as wide as you can. With the invitation, Katsuki taps the head of his cock on your tongue. He places a hand on your head, stroking your hair as you carefully swallow him up.

"Fuck princess..." Katsuki whispers under his breath, "You have such a pretty mouth..." He throws his head back, his grip on your hair tightening with every bob of your head.

Your tongue trails the underside of his cock, feeling the ridges created by the piercings. You pull your head back, sucking on the head as your hands busy themselves with his shaft and the other with his balls. You're pretty good at giving head; seeing men visibly crumble in front of you is your own personal form of viagra.

"Shit, baby..." He curses under his breath, his chest heaving and his fingers painfully tugging at your hair. He cups your chin, pressing his middle finger and thumb against your cheeks to open your mouth. The second his cock is free of your mouth, he pushes you down, pinning you onto the bed.

"You make it so hard not to fuck you." He whispers against your ear, one hand pinning both your wrists down while the other busies itself with the condom. You wrap your legs around his waist, pressing your cunt against his cock. "I want you now." You whine, feeling the blond press your stomach down onto the bed.

"Oh you'll get me, alright." He aligns himself to your entrance, "You'll get every. single. inch of me. And you'll take me like the good girl you are." You look back down at his cock and wonder how only the piercings caught your attention, and not his massive size.

I think I fucked up.

You don't have enough time to feel the regret wash through you. Katsuki begins pushing himself in, his head wide enough for you to feel him, but not enough to hurt. It's when he continues pushing inside, not giving you time to take a breather when you finally feel the stretch. It doesn't hurt—not at all. It's all just very new to you given how the men you were with in the past wasn't as...big...as Katsuki.

Maybe this doesn't have to be a one night stand?

"Motherfucker," You whisper, digging your nails onto his shoulders as you feel the rumble of his laughter against his chest. "Fuck you're big."

Katsuki's thrusts are slow but deep at first, giving you more time to adjust to his size. When he feels your walls clamping down on him, desperate for more, he begins increasing his pace. Going faster, and faster, and faster, and still just as deep, hitting the special bundle of nerves inside you again, and again, and again.

The blond travels his hand down your side, gripping on your hip as his mouth sucks and nips at your exposed shoulder and neck. His lips travel downwards, taking the hardened bud of your breast.

"Just like that! Fuck just like that Katsuki!" Your moans bounce against the walls of your bedroom as well as the skin slapping and Katsuki's deep grunts.

"You're so fucking tight princess." He murmurs.

His size, his performance, his piercings—everything overwhelmed you so much you didn't even notice your orgasm building up. It leaves you confused and shocked when it hits you like a truck. Your eyes roll to the back of your head, nails dig onto the blond's back and a loud moan leaves your lips. Katsuki digs his canines onto your shoulder, muffling his own moan as your clamping walls milk him.

Katsuki drops himself beside you, both of you filling the room with deep breaths and silence. Just like how the orgasm hit you, sleep hits you as well. Your eyelids begin to heavy and your body feels as though it was run over by a bus.

I need to work on my cardio.

You wake up feeling cleaner than you should. Your favorite white shirt that's three sizes too big for you cover your body, and you can even feel your underwear.

Didn't I pass out?

You turn around, finding the space behind you completely empty. Katsuki must've fled before you left. What a shame, he cleaned and clothed you up, it seems as though he's a gentleman.

You sigh, yawning and stretching your arms out as you make your way downstairs to the kitchen, doing your best to ignore the throbbing pain between your legs. The second you step onto the living room, you freeze, cursing yourself for not noticing you weren't alone in the penthouse.

"Ah, there she is! Finally you're awake!" You brother's booming voice echoes around your living room. "You remember how I told you I had friends who were willing to take up the offer of being your roommates? Well here they are." You follow where his hands are extended to, wanting the ground to swallow you whole.

"This one's Pro Hero Red Riot, Kirishima Eijirou." He motions at the red head. "And this one's Pro Hero Dynamite, Bakugou Katsuki."

Your days are long and hard. Your body aches from carrying heavy trays of food all day.You're a waitress working Sunday through Tuesday at a small dinner in the middle of nowhere next to a cemetery of all places.  A desolate little place that's open 24/7; the owner, although greedy Is smart.No other place on this side of town is open past twelve on weekends,your busiest days. The location is far but hordes of people come bursting through its doors as soon as the local bars and clubs close. Greasy good cheap food and a cozy booth gets the party going.Not for you tho. On days like this you work your ass off until 4am. You get hit on by more people than you care to count. Some are rude, others sweet and shy. And some stupid enough to dare grope your ass as you pass by. Those get kicked out by the security guard Paul,a mean looking dude who your boss hired a few months back after multiple reports of sexual harassment. And even though he looks scary you know he's a total sweetheart. You were quite shocked when he admitted to you he was gay while having a smoke break together. He introduces you to his fiancé soon after becoming friends and becomes your favorite person at the restaurant  making your long days at work a little more bearable.

This job although it pays your bills and even let's you afford your own little run down apartment; it's completely ruining your social life.

It's Monday, your only day off. You take glee in the fact of how much people hate Mondays and while they're at work, you get to sleep in as late as you want. Your happiness is short lived though once you remember you work 6 days a week. And on weekends when people are out partying and hanging out with friends,you're running around like a headless chicken during rush hour.

♡**********♡

 You were an introvert before,and you didn't mind much. But you've been at it for a couple of years already and loneliness is slowly seeping into your bones. You bring up your contacts on your phone. Text a couple of people in the hopes of catching up while having lunch together. Some answer saying they're sorry that they can't because of work. Other's already have plans and the rest simply leave you on read. You throw your phone away from you not really caring where it lands.

Completely understandable,you can't just ghost people and seek them out when you want and expect them to drop everything to spend time with you. You understand this,still there's a bitter taste in your mouth. Can you even call them friends anymore?

You're shaken out of your internal mulling by the notification sound on your phone and you try to fight the slight smile that tugs at the corners of your mouth while you fish around the couch cushions for your cell phone - Where's the fucking thing? It vibrates one more time before it goes quiet and it's thanks to that you realize it has slid it's way beneath your thigh,you were sitting on the fucking thing the whole time. You peel it off of you like a bandaid and your mouth splits with a smile. You wonder who finally answered and your mind runs a mile a minute thinking of where to go or what to do with said friend.

It's not one of your 'friends'.

The little flame atop your notifications it's unmistakable.

You've got a new match.

God you've been so busy you forgot all about downloading the app and swiping right to a couple of people in there. You honestly don't even remember what their picture looked like 'you fucking liar' your brain screams and you ignore the red eyes flashing on your mind. Cause there's no fucking way,maybe it's your self esteem being a bitch again but common he's way out of your league. Only one way to find out,you finger taps the notification and it opens up a screen; his picture next to yours - 'IT'S A MATCH' you and Katsuki have liked each other. 

You're torn between throwing your phone away,farther this time for good measure,turning it off and forgetting it exists until tomorrow or sending him a message. But what would you even say,you're new to the whole 'online dating' you're at a loss of where to go from here. Your finger hovers above the message option and you freeze. Again. 

He beats you to it. 

Your phone goes off and you shush the notification ringtone with lightning speed. A message from Katsuki. Deciding to wait a couple of minutes to calm your nerves- why are you so damn nervous right now?- before answering. You run your fingers through your hair and tidy your clothes as if he can see you through your phone screen before opening the message.

'Hey.'

'Hey' you text back.

You walk over to the sliding doors next to your small living room and step out onto your balcony,fishing around for the joint and lighter on the pocket of your oversized hoodie,lighting it and taking a couple of hits while you wait for him to answer.

'how are you?.'

He sounds boring already and you have the thought to leave him on read but he's just so hot.

'good,how are you?'

'I'm good

What are you doing?.'

You think of making something up to make you sound interesting,but why are you bothering to lie for a stranger.

'Nothing much,smoking 

What about you?.'

'What are you smoking?

I'm at work.'

'uhm weed. Cigarettes are gross.'

'Nice. Do you smoke often?.'

'almost everyday. Do you? 

Smoke I mean.'

'Sometimes.'

He doesn't look like somebody who does but now that you know he does you find him a little more intriguing.

'is that what you do for fun?'

'No! Not always,I do other things.'

Fuck you sound so lame,you wouldn't be surprised if he didn't answer anymore. A couple of minutes go by where you keep smoking until the joint is three quarters down and your brain is a mushy mess of random thoughts. Your eyes drift up to the sky and you zoom out looking at the twinkling stars,enjoying the all over body  tingly feeling that weed gives you while running an inventory in your mind of all the snacks you have and which ones you should eat when your phone buzzes with a new message.

'What other things? ;) '

The implications behind his question give you a different kind of tingle,and is that a winking face? You haven't seen anybody use emoticons in a while. He doesn't seem so boring anymore.

'oh you know,partying,hanging out with friends.That sort of thing.'

You ignore the winky face. Just because he used it doesn't mean he's flirting with you.

'No dates?'

Now that you think about it you truly never been on a real date. Your work schedule is the main reason why. So you tell him so.

'I don't think I've ever been on a real date.'

'You've been going out with the wrong people.'

Ok now he has to be flirting right? Your heart races and you don't know if it's the weed's effects or pure excitement. You don't want to jump the gun but maybe this is going where you think it is.

'let me take you out.

Show you what a real date is like.'

Smooth.Should you accept? Not like you have better things to do in your free time,what better way than to spend it with a hot stranger. But then again what if he doesn't like what he sees - in person. Or what if he's catfishing you, you really, really hope he's not. 

Weed makes you horny and brave,and God knows you haven't gotten laid in a long long time. So if nothing comes out of this beside getting your world rocked you don't really mind. Or maybe that's just the high talking but who the fuck cares when the hot dude just asked you out on a date.

'ok,deal.'

'Good

Give me your number. It's better to work out the details through text than here.'

'9** *** ***

Text me tomorrow, I got to work early so…'

'got it.

Goodnight ;) .'

That just happened. 

You groggily rub your eyes with the heel of your palms. You weren't lying when you said you have work in the morning. Tuesdays you work from 6am-4pm. Not even on your day off can you stay up late,having to be up bright and early and ready to slave yourself for measly pay. Oh the joys of being a young adult. 

You go back inside your apartment, get yourself some cereal to satiate your rumbling stomach and brush your teeth, replaying the conversation with Katsuki over and over in your mind until you're tucked beneath your blankets and you give in to sleep.

Fuck you're tired.

Katsuki doesn't text you until way past midnight ,so practically Wednesday. You're comfortably laying in bed,you're wearing nothing but an oversized t-shirt and thong- your choice of sleepwear- and your freshly shaved legs rub against the fake cool silk of your sheets in a satisfying way. It's midsummer and your window is open partly to air out the stench of weed out of your room and partly to let the night breeze in. You don't have work today until 6pm so you let yourself stay up a little later than usual. You tell yourself it's because you're not sleepy yet and not because you're waiting to see if he'll text you like he said he would.

5 minutes after that thought you're startled awake by the shrill sound of your phone ringing. You don't so much as check who's calling before you answer. The husky voice is unfamiliar and you can't make out what the person is saying in your sleepy state so all you manage to say while wiping the drool out of the corner of your mouth is an incomprehensible sound.

♡**********♡

The light male chuckle at the other end of the line wakes you up in an instant.

"Did I wake you?"

"uh? Who" -you pull the phone away from your face to check who it is but it's an unknown number.

Another chuckle.

"It's Katsuki. From tinder"

As if you knew another Katsuki. Fuck why is he calling? You'd thought he'd text so you weren't expecting this at all,you're so unprepared,it's too soon for this,you haven't even seen his face yet and he's calling you? Who does that? You already mumbled something and he knows it's you so it's too late to hang up.

"Oi. You there?"

"Yeah. Uhm hi"

"Hey,sorry I didn't text, I uh..had a busy day"

 "it's ok,don't worry about it"

Does he always sound like this or is he lowering his voice cause it's late. He sounds tired,tired but hot. Holly shit his voice is sexy.

"so…"

"So what?"

"Did I wake you?"

"No"

He chuckles and then groans lightly in a way that makes your face heat up for some reason. There's the rustling sound of fabric and you guess he must be in bed too.

"You're a bad liar"

"wh- I'm not lying!!"

"Sure. You haven't changed your mind have you?"

"about what?"

" Our date"

"No,I haven't. So are you going to tell me what we're doing?"

You hear more shuffling sounds before he groans out a muffled "Fuck" and you suck in a breath...is he serious right now

"what??"

"Shit. That's not what I meant..I dropped my fucking phone on my face"

You giggle,that's why he sounds quiet, he must have you on speaker.

"you ok?"

"Yeah,m'fine"

"so…"

"So what?"

"What are we doing for the date?" You say trying not to laugh.

"You'll see, just wear something casual and sandals"

Casual and sandals? That's not much to go on to know where he's taking you but maybe he wants it to be a surprise so you won't question him about it. Now to give him the bad news and hope he's still willing to hang out.

"ok. So I only have Mondays off and I don't start work until late on Tuesdays."

"Fuck.."

He really needed to stop saying that word like that.

"I understand if you want to cancel-"

"No, it's fine. I'll work something out. Monday at uh.. around 12 sounds good to you?"

"yeah,that's fine"

"Ok,text me your address and I'll pick you up on Monday"

"ok"

"Alright,goodnight"

"Goodnight"

You chat and ask how she and your younger siblings are doing. Because even though you're in your early twenties,and she's the mother and not you,you feel the need to ask every time you meet. Otherwise she won't speak about herself and you need to make sure she's really ok.

You go out to lunch with your mom on Thursday. Your designated day of the week  to spend the early afternoon with her before you have to go in at work at 4pm.

She's selfless like that, always thinking about others before herself. Reason why she looks worn and tired beyond her age.

Working herself to the bone,sometimes skipping meals all day,only to come home,eat a piece of toast and drag herself to bed. 

Next to that asshole.

She tells you she's doing good,that things have been better at home. And although her cheeks are sunken in and the sweater she's wearing now hugged her body a little tighter about a month ago,there's a little color to her skin that she didn't have last week. So to some extent she is doing 'ok'.

You both eat your meals and order margaritas. You end up drinking hers because the margaritas at this restaurant are huge and she claims she can't drink it all and drive herself home. She can't handle her alcohol like she used to. Once you saw her chug a bottle of tequila like it was water. You were much younger then and seeing her rocking herself on the floor and crying asking you why she felt so bad was funny,and you laughed. As a kid seeing your parents embarrassing themselves is funny. Now though you feel nothing but remorse at the memory. She didn't drink it for 'fun' she drank it to forget.

Again you think of your step-dad,the asshole.

After a mild conversation she asks about you. She's been pestering you for a while about wanting to be a grandmother. That you need a boyfriend. That you need to go out more,that you're young and oh so pretty and you're letting it go to waste.

'I've got a date..this Monday'

You didn't want to tell her. Not when she wants you to marry every boy you ever tell her about. And you kind of wanted to keep Katsuki a secret.

'You do?..Oh my God sweetheart!! That's good..when..wait with who,is it- '

'No not him..geez mom you know I haven't seen him in a while'

'Then who?'

'This guy I met- you ready yourself for what's coming- online'

'On..online? No!

'No what?'

'You're not going'

'Yes I am..I'm a grown woman,I don't need to ask you for permission'

'It's dangerous,you don't even know him. He could kidnap you..or kill you!!'

Hypocrite. You think.

'He's not!!..I'll text you most of the time so you know I'm ok,alright?'

She still doesn't like the idea and tries to convince you to cancel until you're both standing in the parking lot with to-go boxes in hand ready to go your separate ways.

'Just be careful ok. And call me if anything happens!'

You groan out loud ''I will,really you have nothing to worry about,he seems like a good guy''.

♡**********♡

The rest of the week goes by fast and next thing you know it's Monday.

You get to meet him today.

You're surprised at how at ease you are. No nerves, just regret. You should have gone to bed early the night before.Your eyebags are looking awful and no tea bags or cucumbers nor  the frozen spoon trick work to make your dark circles look better. They look puffy,but at least your lips look plump and your hair looks full and shiny and it smells fucking great.

Glad you painted your toenails two days ago in a pretty shade or orange red that matches the sun dress you chose to wear. A flowy number with a sewn in bra that gives your tits the perfect lift. A little bit of mascara,a dust of blush over your cheeks and nose and a thin layer of gloss that make your lips look like candy apples.

You are ready.

He texts you at 11:35, says he'll be there in 5. He's coming early and panic sets in. Throwing another look in the mirror you ponder if it's possible to draw in some eyeliner under 2 minutes. The kind that elongates your eyes making you look all foxy and shit. You decide that no,2 minutes isn't nearly enough time-less you want to end up looking like Amy Winehouse so you grab a purse,throw in your keys,shades and lip gloss before you chicken out.

You can hear the rapid beat of your heart,feel the speedy drumming on your chest as you wait at the curb for him.

A black car comes to a stop next to you not a minute later. All shiny and black with equally dark tinted windows. He doesn't need to roll the windows down for you to know it's him,so you make your way around the hood and hear the door unlock before your hand touches the door handle.

'Hey' he says as you climb in,thighs immediately gluing themselves onto the leather seat. It's hot as fuck today,and your sweaty and shit ok,now you're nervous.

'Hello' you say back and the way  your voice comes out a little too high pitched makes you want to climb out of the car and run back inside. But he's already driving away before you get the chance. You shift uncomfortably in the seat pulling the seat belt around you,only to look up and find him staring where the strap sits between your tits. 

He drags his eyes up to meet yours,apparently not ashamed of being caught. Not like the picture you put up on tinder was modest by any means but you still  find yourself fixing the hem of your dress that's looking a lot shorter now, than it did 30 minutes ago. 

He rakes his eyes over you before looking ahead. His jaw is a tid-bit tense and you wonder if he doesn't like what he sees.

Katsuki doesn't talk to you after that,he simply ups the A-C and pulls at the collar of the white t-shirt he's wearing. He gulps and you follow the bob of  his Adam's apple. Making you unconsciously gulp too. Why is your throat so damn dry all of a sudden?

You don't mind the silence. You busy yourself by stealing glances at him every now and then. Taking in small details,like the ivory color of his skin,the large hand at the shifting gear and it's long slender fingers,the gauges in his ears,big enough to look through his earlobe whenever he turns to look out the window when changing lanes,the straight line of his nose and his pouty bottom lip that seems fuller than his top one. To the various shades of dirty blonde in his hair and the black ink of a tattoo poking underneath the collar of his shirt behind his ear.

Katsuki is handsome,incredibly so. The picture didn't do him justice. Why is he so fucking pretty? 

'We're here' he says, backing up into a parking slot. And you don't need him to tell you where you are when you can hear the unmistakable sound of seagulls and the roaring sound of water.

You turn to him with a twinkle in your eyes and shit eating grin.

'The beach?'

'It's hot as fuck,I thought you might like it' he nods his head in a 'follow me' motion.

He doesn't open the door for you,instead he climbs out and goes straight to the trunk of the car where he takes out a small cooler and a blanket.

You do like it but all you can do is smile. Feeling even more shy than usual. So far so good. 

Katsuki is tall. Almost a whole foot taller than you. You feel small next to him,even more so as you sink into the sand with each step you take.

'You walk like a fucking baby' he says a couple of steps ahead of you.

'Shut up,it's these damn sandals' you tell him,holding your dress and yanking your leg up leaving you sandal embedded in the sand. You curse and pout and dig for your missing footwear. And he just stands there and watches you,an annoyingly sexy smirk plastered on his face.

'You act like one too' he resorts.He tries to hide a smile behind his hand and fails. You get a glimpse of his pearly whites,canines sharp and decorated with a tiny gem. Hot. He snorts and makes his way back to you,Bending at the waist and retrieving your sandal with ease. The scoop at the neckline of his shirt gives you a glimpse of what lies beneath. Smudges and swirls of black beyond what you can see.

'Idiot' he uffs as he hands it to you and he's way too close-it's that Pinaud powder you smell? Did he get a haircut before he came to get you? The skin around his neck is looking super soft. You kind of want to touch it.

Putting on your sandal and waddling all the way to the shore like a newborn you follow him. The beach is nearly empty being Monday and all. There's a random person here and there but far enough they're nothing but tiny silhouettes in the distance.

Katsuki settles the blanket down,making sure it's perfectly placed. Runs his hands over it and smooths out the creases -Oh to be that blanket - he settles on it and pats the spot next to him for you to sit. He rummages through the cooler and hold and behold,Katsuki pulls out two McDonald's take out bags full to the brim with food,two coke bottles and some water.

A McDonald's picnic at the beach. Some might call it cheap but you find it cute as fuck.

Not bad at all.

You both dig right in. The amount of food he got is absurd,not to mention the fries. One of the bags is almost full of them amongst endless packets of ketchup and napkins.

'I like a girl that can eat' he tells you before taking a huge bite out of a cheeburger. Making you cough and choke on the bite you're chewing. He snorts and hands you a bottle of water.

'Are you always like this?' He asks before dipping 4 fries in ketchup, tilting his head back and shoving them in his mouth. You're staring at his neck again.

Are you developing some kind of weird body kink or something?

'Like what?'

'All quiet and shit' he mumbles, mouth full of fries. There's a bead of ketchup at the corner of his mouth which he wipes  clean with a flick of his tongue. Katsuki quirks an eyebrow, amused at how you blush when he caughts you staring.

'Kind of...at first' you tell him. Your cheeks grow hot. Why is he still staring at you? And can he please stop sucking at his fingertips like that. He's just making it worse.

He chuckles 'And what are you like..after?' He cocks his head to the side and the breeze sways some of his hair in front of his eyes. Annoyed he blows it away but it ends up coming down to rest right between his brows. 'Tch..goddammit'

'Pfft' you try your best to hold in your laughter. Especially when he narrows his eyes at you like that 'sorry.. I guess you'll have to find out' you say, shoving the rest of your chicken sandwich in your mouth.

Katsuki 'tsks' and turns his head away from you.

Who's the baby now uh?

♡**********♡

You and Katsuki stay at the beach until around 4. You kind of wish you could stay  longer and watch the sky change color as the sun sets,but you guess that's a little too romantic for a first date.

The food was OK. There's so much of it left,and Katsuki insists you take it home with you. You notice he gets annoyed easily,but you know he's not truly mad. He still looks handsome even when his face twists like that of a gremlin.

'I bought it for you,so you're taking it home,got it?!' He barks. Picking up messy napkins and burger wrappers and shoving them inside the small cooler.

'Yessss dad' you say with a roll of your eyes,smiling when you see glare your way.

'I rather you call me daddy' he murmurs.

'What was that? you ask. You swear you heard him say something. Too distracted folding up the blanket and apparently doing a bad job at it. Katsuki towers over you and snatches it away re-folding it in a neat perfect square.

'Nothing,common' he says as he starts walking back to the car without waiting for you,he takes shorter steps though,allowing you to catch up with him. He looks at you long and hard from the corner of his eye. And you wonder what he's thinking about.

♡**********♡

There's something about Katsuki that makes you feel hot all over. A fever of sorts that spreads over your body; starting at your fingertips and spreading like wildfire until it settles between your legs.

You have difficulty taking your eyes off of him,you still stealing glances every chance you get as he drives away from the beach.

Spending the day with him went faster than you thought it would. It totally beats spending your day off by yourself. But the thought of going back to your empty apartment doesn't settle well with you and your mind swirls out of control before you can't stop it.

You're well aware you and Katsuki just met but you tend to do this often; imagining a life where he's part of it,as lover or friends it doesn't really matter as long as he's there. It's an unhealthy habit you got. Wanting to keep everybody you meet integrated in your life,to be a part of it,to be interested in it. To do everything humanly possible to please them and somehow make them stay.

You're shaken out of your daydreaming by the sight of greenery. Endless looming trees and the happy chirping sound of birds singing. Looking about you realize you recognize the place. It's the park not far from your place. It's big,much like a small forest,lots of secluded spaces where nobody could bother you or find you if you wanted to be left alone.

Katsuki has parked off the road in one of the many different paths the park has to offer. And your fever grows,slowly and steady,burning bright when you turn to find him looking at you already.

Katsuki undoes his seatbelt and sits back,body slanted between the seat and the window,arm propped and stretched above the seat. He's looking at you again like he did at the beach and you stop yourself from asking "a penny for your thoughts" for the sake of not sounding too cheesy.

"You look different than in your pictures" he says and you swallow hard, heat dissipating in an instant, leaving you feeling cold.

You do look different. You aren't wearing as much makeup as in the picture he's seen of you,and there's not a camera catching your good angles. This is you,blemishes and dark circles that would give a panda a run for his money. Self-consciously you start playing with the ends of your hair,twisting it between your fingers,this way and that and wishing the earth would swallow you whole as disappointment settles deep in your gut. You reprimand yourself for not trying a little harder in your appearance before walking out the door then.

" I like what I see-" You hear him say. And the warmth comes back tenfold- "without all that shit on your face".

"Much better in my opinion" he adds as he rakes those eyes of his, all over your exposed legs. Noting how the plush of your thighs presses and spreads over his leather seat,making them appear thicker and thinking if they're as soft as they look.

"Oh" You say, a blush rapidly spreading over your ears,cheeks and neck. You feel hot; too hot being here alone with him in his car,far away from prying eyes.

"You talking to anybody or something?" Katsuki asks,already leaning towards you before you even answer. 

"No...I don't have time for any of that" you whisper even though it's just you and him. You think of how lonely you have been. How cold your bed has become. "Are you talking to anyone?"

"Hmph..nah,not really- his eyes leave you for a moment when he says this-But I'm talking to you now, aren't i?" He says,his fingers now tangled at the ends of your hair too. "S'fucking soft" he tells you,the back of his knuckles caressing your skin,making your body brake out in goosebumps.

Katsuki doesn't close his eyes when he leans in further,lips barely touching yours as he breathes in your tiny gasp before mashing his mouth hard on yours. Watching intently how your body goes slack as soon as your eyes close. 

He starts to move then. Slowly as to not to scare you,his mouth slants on yours and his hand cups your jaw. Thumb rubbing back and forth as he pries your mouth open with his tongue.

He's sweet and tangy-probably from all that ketchup he consumed- and as soon as his taste hits your taste buds you sigh and he hums in approval.

He pulls away when things get heated,when things are getting good.

"Shit.." He raps as he pulls down at the leg of jeans. He looks like he's about to say something but you don't let him,you tug him forward by the collar of shirt,bringing his mouth back to yours.

Truth is you haven't stopped thinking about him since you came across his profile.

His eyes close this time around. You watch with rapt attention as his eyebrows knit together,reveling in the half gasp half grunt he lets out when you run your hand up his tight,cupping him through his jeans.

 He straight up moans in your mouth when you squeeze him. One of Katsuki's hands finds a perch at the back of your neck,deepening the kiss,he grabs you by the waist with the other. Hoisting you up and onto his lap when he feels your tongue licking at the gem on his canines.

Your ass bumps awkwardly against the steering wheel every time you try to grind on him. There's just not enough space to rock your hips on him,no matter how much Katsuki tugs your hips forward. He clumsily reaches for the lever on the side of the seat,pulling until he can somehow slouch and stretch his legs a bit more. 

The kissing turns into a frenzy when his hands run up your thighs,spreading them and settling your weight atop his hard on. Katsuki hikes up your dress to rest messily at your waist, runs his hands along the curve of your hips,caresses you slowly,fingers spreading wide then clamping down,kneading the supple flesh like a cat,he purrs like one too. His tongue maps your mouth,groaning when he feels the heat of your pussy on him.

You feel like you're burning with every swipe of his tongue,with every dig of his fingers on your flesh. The chilling air from the a/c vents do little to cool you. The air inside the car feels stuffy,heavy with tension that sweat starts to drip down the curve of your back. Your skin feels clammy and sticky and Katsuki's wandering hands just make matters worse. He cups your tits above your dress,weighs them on the palm of his hands before squeezing, and it's all too much.

You pull away,chest heaving,lips plum and red and hair sticking to your forehead with sweat. Katsuki is not faring well either. He's panting hard,the tips of his ear and what little part of his collarbones you can see from up here look flushed. His hands never leave your body. He squeezes you in between intervals,hard and soft in time with the twitching of his dick.

Those fucking eyes.

He's looking up at you,watching in slow motion as your lips part to say " I..I don't usually do this"- cause you truly don't usually do this. Sex on the first date always seemed wrong,girls who put out this fast are thought of a whores. But you're both consenting adults  and you want him bad. And he wants you too,you can feel him hard and throbbing against your cunt.

"Hmm..does this' - he punctuates as he grinds you hard on his cock- 'mean I'm special?" 

" Don't know..you want to be?" You say dragging your hands over his chest and down his abdomen,your fingertips running over the divots of hard muscle there,tensing beneath your touch when you come in contact with the waistband of his jeans.

" fuck..maybe I could be" Katsuki tells you.

He could be anything you wanted him to be,he wants to say. If that means he gets to have your pretty dainty hands tugging at his dick.

There's an emptiness inside you that's begging to be filled. You're wet ,so wet and ready it's almost shameful to be this turned on so fast. What's so wrong with getting what you want? 

Nothing,that's what. You pull at the straps of your dress. Eyes trained on Katsuki as he sucks in a breath when your tits come into view. You grind your pussy down on him once,twice before cupping your own breast,nipples poking through your parted fingers..

" Show me how special you can be"

♡**********♡

Even though it's still pretty warm outside despite winter looming around the corner,you manage to fog up the windows of Katsuki's car. If somebody happens to come across the car they'll know whoever is inside the car is up to no good.

Katsuki somehow managed to drag both himself and you to the backseat of the car. He looks funny like this,his tall frame sprawled underneath you in such confined space. Shirtless and belt buckle undone,fly open and cock staining his underwear with the proof of his want.

His shoulders and chest sport beautifully done work,blacks and grays perfectly blending together to form shapes you're too busy to discern right now. Too distracted by the way he drags your cunt back and forth over his dick.

Katsuki hooks his fingers at the crotch of your panties, ready to pull them to the side and have a feel at what he's sure to be a pretty pussy to match your pretty face.

You stop him and he frowns.

 "I can't..I can't without protection" you whine,face hidden against his neck. He smells so fucking good.

He lets out a long ragged breath and he shifts underneath you. Sitting up you look down at him as he struggles to fetch something from his back pocket. Bringing out a foil packet pinched between his fingers.

You cock an eyebrow at him in question.

" Just in case" he tells you as his free hand guides one of your breasts into his mouth.

He's good with his mouth,he sucks and licks at your nipple. Bites and sucks on the underside until the skin there turns pink then purple.

He let's go with a pop. His tongue is hot and wet as he runs it up the length of your neck,your jaw, only to find its way back inside your mouth. He distracts you this way. Keeps you occupied with wipes of his tongue on yours while he pulls your panties to the side,swallowing your moan when his middle finger parts your slit.

"M'so fucking wet already" Katsuki whispers against your mouth. Eyes nearly rolling to the back of his head when he dares poke at your entrance. It's tight, he dips a finger inside down to the first knuckle and you clench hard on it making him hiss. Cock inside his pants growing impossibly hard.

Katsuki wishes he could take his time. Touch you and stretch you properly with his fingers before sinking you down on his cock; but his length hurts,each throb rubs the sensitive tip painfully against his jeans. So remorsefully he retrieves his sticky fingers from inside you,rips the condom open; pushing you up with his tights long enough to free himself and roll it down until it reaches his balls.

Your head bumps on the roof of the car and you remember where you are,who you are with and what you’re about to do. 

You’re dripping for Katsuki, never before have you been this wet with so little foreplay. The zesty smell of his cologne is making you dizzy, low whines and meowls keep spilling from your mouth as you feel him slip his dick between your folds,lathering himself with your slick.

“Mm..you sure you ok with this? We can always stop if that’s what you want” Katsuki asks you even as he lines his cock at your entrance;pushing in a little,watching as your mouth goes agape with the sting of the stretch.

You don’t answer, you don’t think you could right now. Instead you hold his gaze; leaning your body down and on him,your tits squishing against his chest as you lower yourself on his cock. It burns but you’re slippery enough to help him glide in with ease,and when you stop Katsuki helps you take the rest of him with a push of his hips.

He throws his head back far enough for you to appreciate the tantalizing view of the tendons of his neck stretch underneath pale skin. His Adam’s apple is more pronounced like this; it makes your mouth dry; it makes your pussy clench and you feel yourself get wetter at the way Katsuki groans.

You ride him slowly at first; familiarizing with the feeling of being so full after being empty for so long. Lazy swirls of your hips that mold you to Katsuki’s shape and size.

You ride him like this until you can’t keep your cries in anymore, until he runs impatient and takes matters into his own hands- wrapping his arms around you and holding you in place,fucking you like his own personal cocksleeve. 

Katsuki loves the crescendo of your moans, the way your head is tucked right on his neck in this position allows him to hear with clarity every little sound sound you make for him; because of him. He wouldn’t mind hearing the sinful sounds again after this and makes a mental note to ask you for a second date and maybe a third and fourth if you agree. He’ll make it worth your while. His thoughts are interrupted when above the high pitch of your whines the squelching sound your pussy is making every time his balls slap against the meat of your ass becomes apparent.

He could fuck you like this as long as you wanted but right now the only thing he wants is to see your pussy swallowing his cock.

Katsuki holds you tighter;shimmying your bodies around until you’re on your back,his massive lean body enveloping yours. Caged between the seat and the heat of him makes you feel small and vulnerable,like meek prey in the eyes of a predator; it sends a thrill down your body,pussy sucking him deeper with the need to be wholly  devoured by him.

It’s sinful really,the way every single smidge of muscle on Katsuki’s upper body flexes with the tension of holding himself above you. His shoulders get broader,veins on his arms building and knuckles turning white as he grips whatever little bit of the seat besides your head he can grasp. He puts full force behind every thrust of his hips,your body is pushed up until your head is now banging against the door of the car and behind the lust veil covering your eyes you can see droplets of perspiration drip down the glass on the window. Little details you missed before become clear for some reason,like how Katsuki’s car it’s immaculate clean to the point it almost smells new to the couple of baseball caps by his back rear window to the little black pine tree you can see rocking back and forth from where you lay. Eyes roaming about until they land back on him, on his abs and the happy trail leading to a neatly kept nest of blonde curls,to the thick base of the dick that’s buried deep inside you.

Meanwhile Katsuki’s got tunnel vision. Everything else looks like a blur to him but you and your body. From his position above you he’s getting the perfect view and who cares if his head it’s the one bumping on the roof now and who cares if you’re making a mess of his freshly cleaned car or who cares about the wet patch on his jeans. All he’s focused on right now it’s how he was right,your pussy is as pretty as your face,tight and wet wrapped around him,sucking him back in whenever he tries to pull away. You’re soft and hot and he doubts he can last much longer,not with your tits bouncing like that as he stuffs you full of his cock; not when you look at him like that behind tear damp lashes and he will definitely not last if you keep begging him to fuck you faster,harder “Fuck..yeah..yeah right there..fuck me,fuck me Katsuki!!” He thinks he might explode if you keep moaning out his name like that. He won’t though, he can’t yet. He needs for you to come undone on his cock before that happens; just so you’ll let him take you out again.

He licks the pad of his thumb until saliva trickles down his digit,his hand disappears between your bodies and a throaty moan escapes you when he starts rubbing at your clit in tight fast circles. Your pussy sucks him deeper and he adjusts your body for a better angle. Katsuki holds your legs by the back of your knees spreading them wide,one of your feet now rest over the passages seat the other he pushes up towards your face,the head of his dick rubs at your insides and it makes you delirious,eyes crossing when he settles his palm over your pelvic bone pressing down at the same time his thumb speeds up on your clit.

Mesmerized he watches as you seem to curl onto yourself,your hips follow his thumb,pussy milking him as you chase your peak,you’re almost sobbing now,little whimpers turn to drag out moans that are making his ball tighten with his impending orgasm. And when you let out a slurred cry of his name and your body tenses below him; he cums. He comes long and hard with a moan of his own,not your name but a colorful array of words as he fills up the condom near bursting, one spurt after another until he’s given you all he’s got and your pussy has stopped convulsing around his cock.

♡**********♡

Condoms are life savers quite literally and they make cleaning up so much easier. Katsuki simply holds his softening cock at the base before pulling out of you. He rests his length on your slit,tugging at his dick a couple of times while he throws his head back with the last remnants of pleasure ,tiny beads of sweat cover his upper body and he uses his discarded t-shirt to wipe himself dry. A shame you could have cleaned him with your mouth if he had asked. He slips the condom off as soon as he stops twitching,tying it and placing it on the floor behind the driver's seat to dispose of it later; then watches as you bring your leg down from the passenger seat,almost laughing out loud when you basically have to peel yourself off his leather seats.

“Ow..ow,fuck that hurts” you whine as you sit up,fixing your crumpled up dress,sliding the straps back up your arms,concealing your beautiful breats from Katsuki’s prying eyes. Wincing when you hook your finger at the crotch of your panties,which is sopping wet,covering your equally messy cunt back up with it.

Silence settles once more between you two,but it’s a little awkward this time around . The sexual tension is gone leaving you fiddling with the ends of your dress and your nerves.

What now? You think. The deed is done and maybe that’s all there was to this date. Most likely you’ll never see him again,the thought is upsetting somehow.

You clear your throat  “i—

“I’ll be out of town for the next two weeks” Katsuki announces out of the blue. 

” When i get back..can I…fuck..can i see you again? He asks. Head turned away from you,but looking at you behind messy bangs.

“Which one is yours?” You looked over to the man who’d just spoken to you, smirking with a cup of coffee in his hand.

“The little blonde one with the black and orange bow in her hair”, you said, smiling after your daughter.

He continued chatting you up, lowkey flirting with you. Being the sweet person you are, you just smiled and gave short responses, trying to be friendly but clearly not interested in his advances. He made the mistake of leaning in and putting a hand on your lower back when he pointed to his own daughter.

You were relieved to hear your husband’s voice from behind you. “Oi, keep your hands to yourself, asshole, ‘fore I blow ‘em off”, he said, marching right up, still in his hero costume, less his mask and grenadier bracers.

The man easily recognized the pro hero. “I- I didn’t know”, he said, backing away and thanking his stars that Dynamight wasn’t blasting his ass through a wall.

Katsuki put a possessive arm around you, flipping the guy off behind you.

“Hey baby, you made it!”

“Got here as fast as I could. Who is he?”

“Hm? Oh, he’s the father of one of Katsumi’s classmates”.

Katsuki eyed the guy from his periphery until he heard the sweet sound of his little girl’s voice. “Daddy!”

He leaned down and scooped her up, making her giggle. “Hey sweetheart, I’m sorry I couldn’t be here sooner”.

“’S okay, Daddy. Did you catch the bad guy?”

“Damn right, I did. Then I came straight here, didn’t even change first”, he said, holding her up to his waist with one arm.

“All the other girls are gonna know how cool my Daddy is!”, she said with a tiny hand against his proud chest.

💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥

Later, back at home, Katsuki came into the living room after having gotten a shower. You’d just put Katsumi’s lunch on the coffee table so she could eat while watching her favorite cartoon. It was a rare treat that she was only allowed on Saturdays after ballet class.

Your husband followed you back into the kitchen where you got to work cleaning up after lunch preparation. You were standing in front of the sink when he leaned back against the counter beside you, looking down at you.

“What?”, you asked suspiciously. He had a fire in his vermillion eyes that you couldn’t quite read yet.

“Who was that guy at Katsumi’s rehearsal?”

Oh that, you thought. Here we fucking go. “Baby, I already told you he’s one of her classmates’ parents who was there to support his daughter”.

“From where I was standing, it looked like he was more interested in supporting your body”.

“Katsuki-“. You exhaled, exasperated.

He moved to stand behind you before pushing his hands under your shirt. The roughness of said hands making you shiver under his touch. "Katsuki, stop it". You glanced through the pass-through at your 6-year-old daughter. She was still engrossed in her show, happily eating her grilled cheese sandwich. "Katsumi's sitting right there", you said in a hushed reprimanding tone.

"She's not paying any attention to us; her eyes are glued to the TV. Now why don't you be a good girl and tell me who the fuck you belong to?" He nibbled on the top of your ear, pushing your body right up to the edge of the counter. His cock was already half-hard pressing against your butt.

"Katsuki", you whined. "You know good and well we can't do this right here".

He could tell by the way you arched your back to rub your ass against him that you were already getting wet for him under those tight ass yoga pants. “I said…” With a snap of his hips, he shoved you right back up against the edge of the countertop. “…who the fuck do you belong to?”

"Jesus, Katsuki", you said, sucking air between your teeth. He slipped a hand under your waistband and went straight for your budding clit.

“You’re not answering my fucking question”, he growled behind the shell of your ear. The heat of his breath making you clench your thighs around his fingers.

You reached behind you to grab his cock through his sweatpants, but he pulled away. “Ah ah ah. Only good girls get to touch daddy’s cock. So be a good girl and tell daddy who your ass belongs to”.

“Katsuki, please”, you whined.

"Let's go", Katsuki said, pulling you by your wrist out of the kitchen, making a beeline for your bedroom. He called out to Katsumi, "Mommy and I will be back in a few minutes, okay sweetie?"

You heard her precious little voice say, "Okay, Daddy" before Katsuki shoved you down onto the bed, slamming the door behind him and locking it.

You didn't even have time to scold him for slamming the door before he was on you, using his weight to push you further up the bed, closing in on you like a predator stalking its prey. With a hand on either side of his handsome face, you tried to pull him down into a kiss, but he pulled away again, shaking his head. “Only good girls get daddy’s kisses. You gonna tell me who you fucking belong to now?”

You huffed in frustration.

“No? You’re gonna be a brat and make this harder on yourself, hah?” He lowered himself between your legs just enough that the tip of the tent in his pants grazed your clothed slit. You raised your hips off the bed in an effort to press yourself against him, but he pushed you back down.

“Alright, don’t say I didn’t give you a chance”, he growled as he flipped you onto your stomach like you didn't weigh a single pound.

You gasped when he yanked your yoga pants down to your knees and pulled you up by your hips. "Stick that ass up for me, baby".

He pushed the waistband of his sweats down below his nutsack before rubbing the head of his pre-soaked cock along your slick. You tried to push back onto him, but he put a hand on your ass to stop you. “You should already know by now how this is gonna go. You’re not getting daddy’s cock until you tell me who you fucking belong to”.

You were at your limit as to how much more you could take of his teasing. In all the years of your relationship with Katsuki, no matter how long you tried being bratty and disobedient, his stubbornness always won out over yours. When the head of his cock bounced over your clit, you gave in and before you could stop yourself, you said, “You, Katsuki”.

“Hm? Didn’t quite hear you, baby girl”, he said, kneading your ass between his thick fingers. “Say it again, louder this time!”

You whimpered. “You, Katsuki, I belong to you!”

“That’s better, princess, but I wanna hear you scream my fucking name!”. You barely had time to brace yourself, planting your hands against the wall in front of you- you'd given up on having a headboard long ago - before he sank into you balls deep, groaning loudly. "Ah fuck, princess, that wet cunt of yours 's always so tight for my cock".

Your eyes rolled back as he pumped in and out of you, slowly at first, gradually picking up speed with each and every thrust. When he slammed into you one good time, you cried out, "Shit, Katsuki!"

"Yeah, baby? You like it when I make a mess of your little pussy with daddy's fat cock, hah?"

Your pleasure had long ago overridden your inhibitions to keep quiet for your daughter's sake. "Fuck yeah, baby! Fuck me, Katsu!", you whimpered.

"Ah shit, (y/n)", he said before his open hand came down hard on your ass. "I didn't say you could squeeze down on me like that!”

You threw your head back, crying out for him again, "Can't help it, baby. Oh god, smack my ass again!"

“Not until you tell me who the fuck your man is again! And I wanna hear my fucking name, naughty girl!”

“Oh god, baby! You are! You’re my fucking man, Katsuki!”

“That’s fucking right! And who owns this sweet little pussy of yours?” His large hand came down again, cracking hard against your reddening skin, the sheer force of his thrusts creating ripples in your ass and thighs. He had to close his eyes since the sight alone almost made him cum on the spot.

“Gah Katsu! You do, baby! Fuck, ’m all yours ‘n no one else can own me like this but you!”

"Damn, baby...", he groaned, "you're such a naughty little slut for daddy's cock! Ughhh fuck, but you're such a good fucking girl".

You knew what was coming and pushed your ass up even more for him, wanting it. Your walls started closing in tighter around him as his wet hips clapped again and again, hard against your ass cheeks. You could hear the popping and crackling of the tiny explosions he set off in the palm of his hand as it came down one last time on your beet-red ass. And you lost your fucking mind, pushing back against his thrusts, pussy clamping impossibly hard around his throbbing dick.

"Ggnnaahhh, Katsukiiiii - hah fuck!" you screamed as you came apart all around him.

Katsuki's hips jerked wildly. "Ah shit, baby girl! I'm gonna bust so fuckin' hard!" He buried himself deep within you, nearly pushing you up against the wall in front of you, hips no longer moving, dick twitching with every explosion of his white-hot seed.

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"Thank you for meeting with me today, Mr. and Mrs. Bakugou". Katsumi's 1st Grade teacher averted her eyes to the side, and with a worried look on her face she wondered if she'd really thought of the best way to broach such a sensitive subject. "Yesterday morning, Katsumi told me about some...things going on at home that has me a bit concerned".

With his usual scowl, Katsuki said, "Well, spit it out".

The teacher laughed nervously, "Ah right, okay...so Katsumi, she told me that sometimes you" she nodded at Katsuki "drag Mrs. Bakugou" her eyes darted to you "into your bedroom and slam the door, then a few minutes later she hears you yelling at each other, along with slapping noises coming from the other side of the door".

"That little shit", Katsuki started, until you put a hand on his arm.

"I-is everything okay at home?". Her eyes settled on you and you could see her scanning your arms and face for any visible marks.

Before you could say anything, Katsuki looked at you and said, "Do you wanna tell her or should I?"

The last thing you wanted was for him to explain what had been going on. You shook your head at him and looked at your daughter's teacher. "Well. I uhh- we, Katsuki and I, we - sometimes when we engage in - that is to say, when we're intimate, we like to umm -"

"Oh for fuck's sake! I slap her ass and call her a slut when I'm fucking her, alright? Can we go now? I've got too much shit to do at the office before I can head home tonight!", he said getting up from his chair.

The teacher's mouth fell open as you buried your overheated face in your hands, wishing you had an invisibility quirk and thinking that maybe now would be a good time to crawl and hide under your chair.

"I s-see", was all the teacher could muster as Katsuki stomped towards the empty classroom door.

He turned to look back at you still sitting like a statue with your face in your hands. "Oi! We're done here, babe, let's go. I'll walk you and the little snitch home before I go back to work".

You rose from your hiding spot in plain sight, glancing at Katsumi's teacher just long enough to say, "It's true. I-it's just how we have s-sex sometimes. He'd never raise an unkind hand to me".

"Not unless you want me to, hah babe? Haha!", Katsuki shouted.

You squeezed your eyes shut and cringed. "I'm so sorry", you said, "We should go before he makes it any worse".

The teacher nodded incredulously, her mouth still hanging open and unable to speak.

Doesn’t let you stay up too late, your sleeping schedule and studying timetable are all set up by yours truly, you ain’t wasting a minute of any day.

Not really verbal with his comforting, so whenever you’d feel overwhelmed he would only pat your head and try his emotionally constipated best to comfort you. Even though he hates it when you’re self doubtful.

“What did I say? The best only settles for the best, didn’ I? You got this.”

But god when you tear up he wants you to drop out of that fuckin’ university and baby you for the entirety of your lives. But he believes in you and is proud of you for making it this far, and dammit you aren’t gonna make him soft all of a sudden.

Kisses your forehead and wishes you good luck on your way out, telling you to fuck that exam in the ass then come back home so he could do the same to you.

God he loves the way you laugh.

Will never fail to stress himself out waiting for you to come back, texting you the minute you’re supposed to be out of the exam hall to tell him how you did. Pacing the living room and biting at his nails in distress.

And when you’re back home giddy and smiling, he knows he had nothing to worry about in the first place, you’re his girl, of course you’d bomb that bitch.

And when the test results are out, you’re squealing the highest you could, almost stopping his heart thinking you’re hurt, only to see you jumping on the bed and shaking your ass.

“I passed Suki! I did it!”

“Atta fuckin’ girl”

You gotta get your reward am I right? That’s why you’re thrown on the bed, your legs thrown over his broad shoulders, and he’s lapping at you like there’s no tomorrow.

He’s feeding you praise after praise, after all, you deserve it, don’t you?

“That’s my good fuckin girl, you gonna cum in my mouth, gonna cum on my fuckin tongue?”

Its all muffled from shoving his tongue inside your cunt before his lips wrapped around your clit, tugging at the nub and flicking his tongue against it. He has you thrashing and heaving as your thighs clasp around his head, shaking from euphoria and he can’t help but grin up at you.

“Daddy’s gonna have real fun with his girl, y’wan that? Wan’ me to wreck your pussy for bein’ a good girl?”

And when his thumb pushes your lips to the side to see his cock being buried in you, all you do is whine about him being too big. He’s plowing into you so fast, the creaking of the bed almost, almost, masking your moans.

And when his hips stutter against yours, filling you with ropes of his cum, he kisses your lids, cheeks and lips. Calling you his smart baby girl.

“i said i wanted to go in the hot tub. i’ve set it all up already.”

you must have mistaken his blank stare for something else, his eyes staring at your thighs as some type of disinterest because you started babbling, walking over to him on the edge of his bed, “please ‘ki! it will be fun, i even rolled a spliff and got some fresh fruit.”

you didn’t need to tempt him with these other things because you are already the temptation. so, with a roll of his eyes, he grabs his black swimming shorts from his drawer slowly, full of nonchalance and a shrug as if he has to. but as soon as you left the room, mumbling about checking the tub’s on the right setting, he whips his pjs off and pulled the shorts on with a speed like no other.

now you’re sitting, perched on bakugou’s lap as he sits on the built-in hot tub seats. bubbles rested just under your breasts, and as he slouched, you were just about eye level with him. his eyes almost fluttering closed with the water pressure along the muscles of his back. it felt like it was massaging you, hugging you. the hot tub alone makes you wanna moan.

your boyfriend on the other hand still hasn’t taken his eyes off you since he found you waiting for him. you’re all too familiar with this look, the dilated pupils, ruby eyes half-lidded and his mouth gaped open just a little. he follows your every movement like a tracker, hands glued to your thighs, your waist and he even tried to shift you forward so you could sit riiiiight on top of him comfortably, but you keep poking the tip of his nose. “not yet baby,” you giggle and katsuki feels lighter, “lemme just light this one first.”

katsuki pulls away from you with a huff, mumbling a little “hurry up” which makes a laugh erupt from you at his impatience. when you get up to reach for the lighter and spliff you left behind him, lifting your ass up slightly, your tits get smushed in his face and you can feel his teeth sink into your flesh. tilting his head up a little, he smirks. “ouch! don’t bite me, dummy,” you whine, perching back down on his lap, one hand flying to the flesh of your breast and the other holding the packed spliff and silver lighter. when you pull your hand away, there’s a bite mark left in its place and katsuki’s shorts tighten. he pecks the mark, even leaning in to nip it again which makes you slap his cheek softly, “you’re the dummy sittin’ in front of me like that and not expecting me to do shit.”

then he leans back against the side of the tub rim, a cocky grin permanently pressed into his cheeks. you take this as your chance to admire him. and what a sight the man is. the way his arms stretch across the tub, prettily scarred and oh so large. one tattooed bicep is the size of your head and you have to repeat to yourself he looks like this so he can save lives, not for the sole purpose of making your pussy wet but well, it can do two things at once, right? then down to his perfectly, greek god defined chest, plump pectorals and little brown nipples that were so sensitive when you got your hands on them. the steam from the tub, cast a glossy sheen over him. his golden skin glistens in front of you and he is absolutely delectable. let’s light this damn thing so we can get started.

“whatever katsuki, just don’t splash me, i don’t want soggy weed,” and he only rolls his eyes at you, tilting his head to lean on his shoulder as he watches you put the paper between your lips and hold a lighter to the opposite end.

“i’ll just spark it again with my quirk baby, don’t be moanin’ at me,” he even punctuates his sentence by facing his palm on the side of the tub upwards, orange flickers springing from the skin. you dart your eyes to his party trick back to his face, sharp jaw and strong brow bone. he’s gonna be the death of you.

you don’t even try to respond to him, just giving him a little glare with the spliff between your pink lips. two sparks of the lighter and the flame is burning the end of the drug. the light illuminates your face like you’re about to tell a scary story, your eyes focused on brushing the flame against the end. as soon as a burning red holds, you’re throwing the lighter somewhere behind him and inhaling. you pinch it between two manicured fingers, your eyes fluttering shut. the first relaxing sensation washes over your body like waves.

“feel good, princess?” he asks, calm and rumbling.

you nod before releasing it all over katsuki’s face. the grey smoke causing him to blink and lazily smirk at you.

“you’re sexy even when you’re trying to bother me.”

one strong pull from you already has your eyes trying to close, blinking at the man before you lethargically. you gesture it towards him which he takes after brushing his hand over a towel.

“shush, nothing about this situation is bothering you. you’ve got me in your lap in a hot tub. even some fresh fruit behind you. you like it even more than me.” you lean into him at the last sentence, brushing your lips against his before leaning back again.

katsuki replaces your lips with the drug with a suave nature you only wish you possessed. he rolls in his lips to hold it between them, mumbling to you, “yeah you’re fuckin’ right baby. love you sittin’ on me, lookin’ like a dream.” he flicks his eyes over you, cheeks twitching to grin at you again with ruby irises lingering a little longer on your breasts. you hit his chest when you notice, causing him to breathe out a chuckle and placing the spliff in the centre of his lips. this has you fixated on the plump pink skin, mindlessly shuffling closer to him, breasts brushing against his pecs. you place your hands on the muscles in his shoulders, squeezing lightly and pressing a soft kiss to your name tattooed just under his collarbone.

katsuki inhales, gritting his teeth at you so you can see the smoke swim between the white. then he leans his head up to the starry sky to exhale, grey puffs of smoke merging with the steam of the tub. you stare as he does so, admiring the length of his thick neck and his chest expanding when the leftover smoke leaves his lungs. you’re sure your pupils are hearts right now, only the sound of the bubbling tub surrounding you as your hands slide up to the side of his neck. with one push forward, you can meet his lips for a kiss.

the kiss is smoky, both your breaths are the same as they intertwine. bakugou refuses to let you take control, pushing you to him with a hand on your lower back as he licks at your lips, your tongue and then begins to suck you’re acting like you’re overstimulated already, grinding down onto his lap and wobbly moans trying to escape your throat. when you finally part, you wipe yours and his face at the spit connecting you both, your chest heaving from being so easily overwhelmed.

katsuki knows how you get with a little puff and mixed with the steam from the tub, you’re almost like jelly for him. honestly, you both look just as bad as each other, heavy breaths as you stare into each other’s eyes like you’re lost. bakugou tries to use it against you first though. “what? why’re you lookin’ at me like that?” he gives you a slanted grin, one dark blonde eyebrow raising, “want somethin’ from me, pretty girl?” he slides his hand to grope one ass cheek.

“yeah, i want it back, it’s my turn now,” your arm reaches up to grab the spliff from his fingers, but katsuki’s quicker, stretching his arm and holding your waist to him so you can’t move.

“patience, baby, patience. i’ll give it to ya,” you relax, a pout on your lips as you watch him inhale again, the red glowing end of the spliff matching his pretty ruby eyes. then he brings his wet hand to your jaw and your mouth reflexively opens to shotgun. katsuki blows the smoke into your mouth, your lips brushing his before yanking you completely into him in another kiss.

it’s as if—no, you were, breathing in him completely, exchanging breaths like you needed each other to survive. you both tasted the same too, the woody taste of the drug on each other’s tongues and you couldn’t get enough.

you pull away briefly to whisper, “who’s impatient now?”

katsuki grunts, reacting by thrusting up into you making you gasp and water splash around you. the thin material of your bottoms does nothing to prevent the friction against your clit. he pushes you forward so you sit right on his cock, hand on your waist so you’re stuck down. “shut up. still you.” he mutters, staring at your lips before he eats his own words. swiping his tongue along your bottom and joining you in another kiss. the kiss is messy, spit everywhere as you twirl your tongues together and your touches become rough. grinding down on him and if it wasn’t for the fact your hands were in his hair, gripping and pulling, you would have yanked his shorts down to see him slap against his chest.

katsuki pulls away with a boyish smile, the whites of his eyes tinted red, “so needy baby”, but he meets your grinds, helping by moving your hips with one hand, your clit brushing against his hard cock repeatedly. the clear show of his strength to move your body with a single hand makes you let out an accidental whine, and katsuki pecks your lips.

“you’re my pretty girl yeah? tell me you are.” he breathes, the steam creating a sweat like steam over your bodies and you swear you’ve never been more turned on in your life.

he flicks the burnt bits of the spliff behind him, then gestures it over to you. when you move to take it, he pulls back, only letting you if you tell him.

“i’m your pretty girl, katsu.”

“and you’re mine.

“and i’m yours.”

after a few more pulls between you both, grinding and pecks here and there, you were both completely gone.

katsuki’s tongue becomes loose, saying everything that comes to mind while you couldn’t stop giggling and popping the fresh fruit you prepared earlier in your mouth. everything felt fuzzy between you both, all your emotions heightened to a hundred. the heat from the tub made your skin look so shiny and you feel so soft. katsuki couldn’t help but comment on it.

brushing his nose against your neck, feeling your cheeks munching a strawberry, katsuki is muttering, “you look you’re glazed baby. glazed.”

“glazed? like icing?”

“yeah baby.” then he pulls away from your neck to hug you to him and surprise surprise, stuff his head in your chest.

“katsukiiiii,” you whine and it doesn’t help when you lean into him again to grab a piece of mango. “you’re so clingy when you’re high.”

“hey. i’m like this all the time. ‘m showin’ i love you,” he pouts as you lift his big head off you and stuffs a piece of mango in his mouth. he chews like an angry baby, juice accidentally spilling from the corner of his mouth to which you, without any thought process, lick off his mouth and chin.

“mhm. i like that. lick me again baby,” he slurs, blinking with heavy eyelids and you nod staring at his neck with vampiric like urges. he does look so very delicious.

you lick a stripe up the slide of his neck, a low groan rumbling from katsuki and you feel your lower stomach flip. you begin to peck kisses along the skin, before deciding to turn them into hickies. a process of nipping, kissing and licking, only unfinished sentences leaving katsuki’s lips. his hands squeezed any bit of you he could get his hands on, stretching his neck so you had more space, “you taste s’good ‘suki, so sweet.” you pull away, admiring the purplish blooms on the skin. he doesn’t seem to register what you say completely, his mind completely lost in the clouds as he stares at you, his mouth gaped open a little.

“baby, d’you think you can sort out a problem f’me?” he asks, his voice even deeper than usual, similar to when he just wakes up. though his words slightly lisp together, so cutely that you couldn’t help but peck his lips, “i feel like i’ll come if you fuckin’ touch me once.” he says it with no embarrassment though, head tilted to keep his focus on you.

your hand flies to your mouth to cover a giggle though he immediately moves your palm away, kissing it lightly, “y’ur so beautiful. such a pretty little thing. do i tell you enough, princess?”

you nod softly, taking your fingers through his blonde locks that limply lay across his forehead from the steam. you brush it back so his forehead is revealed and you smooch the spot, “mhm you do. i wouldn’t mind if you do more though.”

“d’you mind if i do while i play with your pussy? i know it’s soaked in there.”

everything about the way he says that is cute. head tilted, his lips swollen from your kisses and his pupils rimmed red. everything is cute but the graphic words that leave his mouth that instantly make a rush of heat flood through you down to your toes. there hasn’t even been a second from when he asked and he’s already talking.

“baby. my princess you gotta let me. wanna taste you too, been a while since i last felt you on my tongue.” the blonde is ready to beg, would probably get on his knees if you wanted. the last time he ate you out was only a couple of days ago but you know for him that's basically a lifetime.

you nod, your teeth coming down on your lip slowly before letting it go. katsuki eyes the motion. “how do you want me?”

it slipped his mind. the logistics to eating one out in a hot tub. he doesn’t want your knees sore on the ground neither possibly drowning while he’s busy in your pussy so he just kinda gapes at you for a second, impatience hovering in his eyes as he tries to think of how he can have you.

you giggle at his furrowed brows, slapping his cheek lightly so he focuses back on you. you get up from his lap to crawl to the other side of the tub. “c’mon gorgeous, i know you got a brain in there, let’s get moving.” and you make a come hither motion at his body still on the other side. he hates how he still flushes a rosy red at your pet name for him. you called him gorgeous one day and it just stuck to him like that’s what he is by definition. he’s a fan of it.

“‘m comin’,” he mumbles, crawling over to you and like it’s a given his hands crawl up your thighs and your waist and when he stops in front of you.

“i’m gonna lean on here and just link your arms around my—,” and you squeal as katsuki does just that. the unexpected motion has water splashing out the tub and the cold air hitting your stomach. he’s seated before you, arms on your back to lift your lower body out of the water. your head sat comfortably on the edge of the tub and katsuki is now evilly frowning at your pussy directly in front of your face, covered by your bikini bottoms.

“i know what ‘m doin’. take these off for me,” he says in a deep authoritative tone, one you wouldn’t rebel against. your arms slide to your hips to pull the fabric off and katsuki admires the fat of your ass first before your shiny pussy gets revealed to his greedy eyes. just as you throw your bottoms somewhere behind him, he’s already balancing you with one arm so he can use his hand to pry you apart.

“oh fuck baby, you’re already leakin’ out your hole,” and he’s so graphic. you wanna curse him for his crass language but a moan erupts from your throat as he rubs two fingers just outside your hole and a string of white follows when he pulls away. you don’t have it in you to be embarrassed. the way his scarlet pupils are blown out, even more than they were before, fixated on your pussy, you know he’s loving this even more than you. he licks his fingers clean and you start to whine.

“‘ki, gorgeous, touch me please.”

your boyfriend grunts at you like you’re interrupting his alone time with your pussy. he pinches your nipple with his spit slicked fingers and you even moan at that, the rumble of your body making the tub water ripple. “why are you so needy for? let me do what i want with my pussy.”

though he can’t make you wait long because he’s impatient himself. he firstly stuffs his nose between your legs and inhales like it’s lifesaving and he’s on the edge. another drug for him. the sweet scent of you makes him feel drunk and loopy, his member throbbing hard in his shorts. you watch as his eyes roll back and you can feel the sniffs from his nose tickling you slightly. as your fingers come to rake through his hair, he’s giving a longing sigh like he’s so devastatingly impressed. “always so good for me baby. nothin’ better than you.”

and then he sticks his pink tongue out to give you the first lick. he lays his tongue flat to lick from your asshole to your clit and you’re whining at every nerve. everything inside you feels heightened. bursts of serotonin and dopamine coursing through your veins like lighting and this weren’t even you coming.

“oh ka—,” and katsuki starts his rhythm. he’s lapping you up like a dog, licking the entrance of your hole and cleaning up anything you’ve left behind. he’s so intentionally messy with it, sucking at your lips and labia, the smack of his lips when he lets go, sounding in the air. he then moves on to play with your clit, flicking his tongue under the hood and nudging your nub back and forth. you’re withering around in his arms, squealing and moaning like you’re on overdrive, tugging katsuki’s hair pretending as you want him off you though your legs are practically a necklace around his neck telling a different story.

he pinches your ass and pulls away, “stay still.” he sends you a glare, his ruby eyes piercing through you but you don’t have enough room inside you to feel the threat, especially as he conjures a glob of spit and puckers his lips to drop it right on your pussy. the sight was too much, squeezing your eyes shut and throwing your head back on the side of the tub. “be good for me angel.” he mumbles though his words are directed to your swollen nub as he rubs slow circles with his thumb, his spit merging with your liquids.

“mhm mhmf,” is all you can utter as he puts his mouth back on you, noisier than he’s ever been before, even louder than the jets of the tub. he’s sucking and licking every piece of you that he can like a man starved, even managing to work with your unruly hips that can’t stop moving to follow after his tongue. and it feels like you’ve been dropped into another realm, stuck in between earth and whatever this is. the only thing you can feel right now is pleasure, everywhere. the feeling of his stubble is rough against your thighs contrasting against the plush pad of his tongue. you can even feel him moan against you and every time he does you jut your hips up, making him pinch your side to settle down.

you were just about to speak up when katsuki pulls away from you only a few inches, the bottom half of his face; lips, chin and cheeks all covered in your slick. his eyes are dazed like he just took another pull of a spliff while he was licking around you. he doesn’t leave you unattended for long, sliding two of his thick fingers inside you and feeling your soft padded walls suck him up.

you can’t help the tears sliding down your cheek, merging with the steam from the tub, “gorgeous,” you whine.

he flicks his eyes up to you and he smirks at how you’re so overwhelmed just from a few swipes at your pussy. “yes, my baby?” his eyes are just about open at this point, biting on his bottom lip to savour what’s left of you he’s got on his face.

“can i hava—,” you inhale sharply when he presses against your squishy spot, your back arching right after. “—kiss, kiss me please.”

“‘course i can. anythin’ for you,” and he gathers your body in his arms to sit back on his lap, dunking your lower body back in the water with his fingers still curling inside your pussy.

now this isn’t high, drunk off you katsuki talking, well partly, but he loves watching you like this. falling apart completely because of him. he knows exactly how you’re feeling, tear stricken cheeks and the cutest pout. even how your toes clench under the water and your thighs shift when he begins to scissor inside you.

you’re back to straddling him, legs open across his lap with your arms over his shoulders. “kiss me?”

he responds with lots of little pecks on your lips, and he’s so close that you can smell yourself on his face, it even gets on you when he kisses you. before he slides his tongue inside your mouth, “can i take this off you?“ he asks, hand tugging at your bikini top and you nod against him. your hips are rolling uncontrollably in his lap to meet his fingers thrusts, and you swear it all feels much slower underwater, more tortuous as you feel your body begin to beg for a release.

katsuki, ever the multitasker, tugs your bikini off and immediately groans when your nipples rub against his chest. “oh fuck baby,” he groans on your lips, “you gonna let me—.”

“yes, yes quickly!”

faster than earlier when he first saw you in your bikini, katsuki lifts you with a single hand on your ass to yank off his shorts. “why did we even fuckin’ wear clothes? we knew this was the plan.”

with his hard cock in one hand, he manoeuvres your waist to let you sit down on him. “the sight of a titty gets you moaning, we probably wouldn’t have even got to smoke.” you retort, your hand finding his on his cock and rubbing his mushroomed head against your clit.

“oh god,” you fling your head back and katsuki pecks between your breasts.

“my name’s katsuki,” he grunts, his breaths ragged as he tries not to moan with just the feeling of your pussy lips and your tiny hand on him, “not my fault i love your tits. i love everything that’s mine.”

and you punctuate his sentence by sliding down slowly on his cock. you feel the pulsing veins of his member against your walls and you know your heartbeat feels the same. you suck him in and practically cradle his cock in you. “holy fuckin’ shit, baby.” the blonde growls, swiping a hand through his hair so his forehead is so prettily free and starts a pace with his hips. your hands find the side of his head at the sight of him, your thumbs rubbing against the rosy apples of his cheeks.

he rubs your clit as the slapping sound of your ass and his thighs fill the air and katsuki only joins in more by slapping your ass cheek. you clench around him and he lets out the most pornographic moan. hot-tub water splashes all around you both, litres spilling out the tub that by the time you’re finished there might not be any left.

“m gonna come, ‘m gonna—,” you start but you never finish your sentence, your hips moving even faster, grinding down on katsuki as his cock head keeps knocking against your cervix paired with his thumb clockwise on your clit. he pecks kisses up your neck messily, “go on angel, do it for me.”

you’re sweaty from all the movement, the hot tub steam too as you dig your nails into his shoulders, back arching as sparks of white flood your vision. your body is jolting as you reach your peak, mouth agape with a single high pitched moan bubbling from you.

you’re boneless now, leaning on his chest as his hand leaves your clit to rest on your back. “gonna make you come now,” you whisper to katsuki, and you can feel his stiff cock inside you twitch.

he rubs his nose against your temple, “‘m so fuckin’ hard baby.” he grumbles and he lifts you by the hips to lay you on the ceramic surrounding the hot tub.

he stands up before you, leg cocked on the seat in the tub and your pussy gushes at the sight of him. droplets are falling from every muscle and crevice on his body, the steam rising from behind him makes him look like he’s on some type of erotic movie poster and his eyes stare you down like you’re prey. and most importantly his thick cock stands, resting in front of his belly button, shiny from your juices and leaking the whitest precome you’ve seen. you can tell his cock hurts, his base a brown while his head is a shiny beaming red.

katsuki’s hands slap at your hips, gripping them to yank you forward so your pussy is just at the edge of the tub, another jolt forward and his cock is in you. “think you can go again? huh? speak up, pretty.”

you nod like there’s no other answer. it hasn’t been long since your last orgasm but you’re raging to go again just by the sight of him towering over at you. he grins boyishly at your nod and blown out, half-lidded eyes, his teeth sharp and his eyes raking over you. “wanna feel you come in me, gorgeous.” you purr breathlessly.

katsuki yanks at his cock a few times, his tongue swiping across his teeth before hissing at his own touch. he moans deeply as you spread your legs for him slow and seductively, your pussy out for him to devour. you rest upon your forearms so you can see when he puts his cock in you. “so fuckin’ pretty, fuck.” he mutters, pressing his cock head against your hole and with your centre already lubricated with your juices, he thrusts in.

you both moan in unison, skin slapping in the air and sweat beading on katsuki’s forehead, “i know you can come for me again, pretty.” he flicks his eyes up to you, his red pupils as dark as blood and a squeak flutters from your lips as he presses at your spot inside you again. “yes, yes i can, i will,” you babble back, eyes fluttering shut and back arching at every touch.

“your pussy is fuckin’ heaven. made for me, fuckin’-,” and you know katsuki’s been putting off coming for a while now, honestly, he was probably hard from when he first got into the tub. you feel his palms squeeze at your waist, as he thrusts into you, his telltale sign he’s about to come.

“‘ki baby, come, i think i’m gonna,” and you clench around him, this orgasm nothing like the last one. your leg resting on katsuki’s shoulder straightens and your back arches like you just got the wind knocked out of you. this one feels like the wave that washed over you was triple the size as before. katsuki feels it all too, a rumble from his gut before he freezes to paint your walls white. you open your eyes in time to see your lover, now leaning over you, his eyes squeezed shut to come back to earth. you notice his hand mindlessly scrambling to find yours to hold like he usually loves when he comes. just as you slide your fingers into his palm, he clenches your hand as “fuckin’ hell—,” falls from his lips and another spurt of cum shoots out of him. it causes him to thrust sharply into you with an “mhpf” and you whine from the over sensitivity.

“sorry pretty,” he whispers, truly exhausted and the tiredness from the weed sitting in his veins. you know he wants to fall on top of you like he usually does when his knees give way but this time he drops back into the tub, not before picking you up and sitting you on him sideways in a hug.

“not back in the tub, ‘ki. we’re all dirty.” you complain, circling your arms around his shoulders and hugging his head to you.

“what? so it wasn’t dirty when you came the first time? and it’s warm in here, shush.”

you were too tired to argue with the first point but you could agree with the last. the jets soothing over your skin, and your boyfriends embrace around you, you felt like you could fall asleep here.

“hey, don’t fall asleep on me yet. we still needa shower,” katsuki whispers tenderly and pecks your forehead.

you groan at the same time he softly chuckles, “carry me then?” you give him a toothy smile and droopy eyes. he playfully rolls his eyes, squeezing at your thigh.

“how could i say no t’you, huh? trick question, that is,” he tuts, sliding his arm under your knees and one on your back to pick you up bridal style.

“it’s ‘cause you love me, isn’t it?”

katsuki rises to stand and step out of the tub, switching it off soon after. the bubbles slow to a halt and he looks down at your lethargic smile, glossy eyes and swollen lips. if there was a word to explain the feeling of more than love, he’d use it right now and every time after.

your fingers rake through the blonde hair on his nape as your eyes waft over him and he warms at how he can feel your love for him through your eyes, looking over his face to make sure he’s okay.

“yeah. love you a bit too much i think,” he grumbles but you know that’s just the same as a confession from katsuki.

he slides open the doors from outside into his apartment, “gorgeous! you’re gonna get everything wet!”

he must be tired from the weed and sex as all he can do is shrug, “i’ll sort it out tomorrow. couldn’t give a fuck right now.” he yawns, walking into his bathroom to land you on your feet in his shower.

you giggle as he pouts, getting in with you to turn it on, “stop laughin’ at me. ‘m tired.”

“i said i wanted to go in the hot tub. i’ve set it all up already.”

you must have mistaken his blank stare for something else, his eyes staring at your thighs as some type of disinterest because you started babbling, walking over to him on the edge of his bed, “please ‘ki! it will be fun, i even rolled a spliff and got some fresh fruit.”

you didn’t need to tempt him with these other things because you are already the temptation. so, with a roll of his eyes, he grabs his black swimming shorts from his drawer slowly, full of nonchalance and a shrug as if he has to. but as soon as you left the room, mumbling about checking the tub’s on the right setting, he whips his pjs off and pulled the shorts on with a speed like no other.

now you’re sitting, perched on bakugou’s lap as he sits on the built-in hot tub seats. bubbles rested just under your breasts, and as he slouched, you were just about eye level with him. his eyes almost fluttering closed with the water pressure along the muscles of his back. it felt like it was massaging you, hugging you. the hot tub alone makes you wanna moan.

your boyfriend on the other hand still hasn’t taken his eyes off you since he found you waiting for him. you’re all too familiar with this look, the dilated pupils, ruby eyes half-lidded and his mouth gaped open just a little. he follows your every movement like a tracker, hands glued to your thighs, your waist and he even tried to shift you forward so you could sit riiiiight on top of him comfortably, but you keep poking the tip of his nose. “not yet baby,” you giggle and katsuki feels lighter, “lemme just light this one first.”

katsuki pulls away from you with a huff, mumbling a little “hurry up” which makes a laugh erupt from you at his impatience. when you get up to reach for the lighter and spliff you left behind him, lifting your ass up slightly, your tits get smushed in his face and you can feel his teeth sink into your flesh. tilting his head up a little, he smirks. “ouch! don’t bite me, dummy,” you whine, perching back down on his lap, one hand flying to the flesh of your breast and the other holding the packed spliff and silver lighter. when you pull your hand away, there’s a bite mark left in its place and katsuki’s shorts tighten. he pecks the mark, even leaning in to nip it again which makes you slap his cheek softly, “you’re the dummy sittin’ in front of me like that and not expecting me to do shit.”

then he leans back against the side of the tub rim, a cocky grin permanently pressed into his cheeks. you take this as your chance to admire him. and what a sight the man is. the way his arms stretch across the tub, prettily scarred and oh so large. one tattooed bicep is the size of your head and you have to repeat to yourself he looks like this so he can save lives, not for the sole purpose of making your pussy wet but well, it can do two things at once, right? then down to his perfectly, greek god defined chest, plump pectorals and little brown nipples that were so sensitive when you got your hands on them. the steam from the tub, cast a glossy sheen over him. his golden skin glistens in front of you and he is absolutely delectable. let’s light this damn thing so we can get started.

“whatever katsuki, just don’t splash me, i don’t want soggy weed,” and he only rolls his eyes at you, tilting his head to lean on his shoulder as he watches you put the paper between your lips and hold a lighter to the opposite end.

“i’ll just spark it again with my quirk baby, don’t be moanin’ at me,” he even punctuates his sentence by facing his palm on the side of the tub upwards, orange flickers springing from the skin. you dart your eyes to his party trick back to his face, sharp jaw and strong brow bone. he’s gonna be the death of you.

you don’t even try to respond to him, just giving him a little glare with the spliff between your pink lips. two sparks of the lighter and the flame is burning the end of the drug. the light illuminates your face like you’re about to tell a scary story, your eyes focused on brushing the flame against the end. as soon as a burning red holds, you’re throwing the lighter somewhere behind him and inhaling. you pinch it between two manicured fingers, your eyes fluttering shut. the first relaxing sensation washes over your body like waves.

“feel good, princess?” he asks, calm and rumbling.

you nod before releasing it all over katsuki’s face. the grey smoke causing him to blink and lazily smirk at you.

“you’re sexy even when you’re trying to bother me.”

one strong pull from you already has your eyes trying to close, blinking at the man before you lethargically. you gesture it towards him which he takes after brushing his hand over a towel.

“shush, nothing about this situation is bothering you. you’ve got me in your lap in a hot tub. even some fresh fruit behind you. you like it even more than me.” you lean into him at the last sentence, brushing your lips against his before leaning back again.

katsuki replaces your lips with the drug with a suave nature you only wish you possessed. he rolls in his lips to hold it between them, mumbling to you, “yeah you’re fuckin’ right baby. love you sittin’ on me, lookin’ like a dream.” he flicks his eyes over you, cheeks twitching to grin at you again with ruby irises lingering a little longer on your breasts. you hit his chest when you notice, causing him to breathe out a chuckle and placing the spliff in the centre of his lips. this has you fixated on the plump pink skin, mindlessly shuffling closer to him, breasts brushing against his pecs. you place your hands on the muscles in his shoulders, squeezing lightly and pressing a soft kiss to your name tattooed just under his collarbone.

katsuki inhales, gritting his teeth at you so you can see the smoke swim between the white. then he leans his head up to the starry sky to exhale, grey puffs of smoke merging with the steam of the tub. you stare as he does so, admiring the length of his thick neck and his chest expanding when the leftover smoke leaves his lungs. you’re sure your pupils are hearts right now, only the sound of the bubbling tub surrounding you as your hands slide up to the side of his neck. with one push forward, you can meet his lips for a kiss.

the kiss is smoky, both your breaths are the same as they intertwine. bakugou refuses to let you take control, pushing you to him with a hand on your lower back as he licks at your lips, your tongue and then begins to suck you’re acting like you’re overstimulated already, grinding down onto his lap and wobbly moans trying to escape your throat. when you finally part, you wipe yours and his face at the spit connecting you both, your chest heaving from being so easily overwhelmed.

katsuki knows how you get with a little puff and mixed with the steam from the tub, you’re almost like jelly for him. honestly, you both look just as bad as each other, heavy breaths as you stare into each other’s eyes like you’re lost. bakugou tries to use it against you first though. “what? why’re you lookin’ at me like that?” he gives you a slanted grin, one dark blonde eyebrow raising, “want somethin’ from me, pretty girl?” he slides his hand to grope one ass cheek.

“yeah, i want it back, it’s my turn now,” your arm reaches up to grab the spliff from his fingers, but katsuki’s quicker, stretching his arm and holding your waist to him so you can’t move.

“patience, baby, patience. i’ll give it to ya,” you relax, a pout on your lips as you watch him inhale again, the red glowing end of the spliff matching his pretty ruby eyes. then he brings his wet hand to your jaw and your mouth reflexively opens to shotgun. katsuki blows the smoke into your mouth, your lips brushing his before yanking you completely into him in another kiss.

it’s as if—no, you were, breathing in him completely, exchanging breaths like you needed each other to survive. you both tasted the same too, the woody taste of the drug on each other’s tongues and you couldn’t get enough.

you pull away briefly to whisper, “who’s impatient now?”

katsuki grunts, reacting by thrusting up into you making you gasp and water splash around you. the thin material of your bottoms does nothing to prevent the friction against your clit. he pushes you forward so you sit right on his cock, hand on your waist so you’re stuck down. “shut up. still you.” he mutters, staring at your lips before he eats his own words. swiping his tongue along your bottom and joining you in another kiss. the kiss is messy, spit everywhere as you twirl your tongues together and your touches become rough. grinding down on him and if it wasn’t for the fact your hands were in his hair, gripping and pulling, you would have yanked his shorts down to see him slap against his chest.

katsuki pulls away with a boyish smile, the whites of his eyes tinted red, “so needy baby”, but he meets your grinds, helping by moving your hips with one hand, your clit brushing against his hard cock repeatedly. the clear show of his strength to move your body with a single hand makes you let out an accidental whine, and katsuki pecks your lips.

“you’re my pretty girl yeah? tell me you are.” he breathes, the steam creating a sweat like steam over your bodies and you swear you’ve never been more turned on in your life.

he flicks the burnt bits of the spliff behind him, then gestures it over to you. when you move to take it, he pulls back, only letting you if you tell him.

“i’m your pretty girl, katsu.”

“and you’re mine.

“and i’m yours.”

after a few more pulls between you both, grinding and pecks here and there, you were both completely gone.

katsuki’s tongue becomes loose, saying everything that comes to mind while you couldn’t stop giggling and popping the fresh fruit you prepared earlier in your mouth. everything felt fuzzy between you both, all your emotions heightened to a hundred. the heat from the tub made your skin look so shiny and you feel so soft. katsuki couldn’t help but comment on it.

brushing his nose against your neck, feeling your cheeks munching a strawberry, katsuki is muttering, “you look you’re glazed baby. glazed.”

“glazed? like icing?”

“yeah baby.” then he pulls away from your neck to hug you to him and surprise surprise, stuff his head in your chest.

“katsukiiiii,” you whine and it doesn’t help when you lean into him again to grab a piece of mango. “you’re so clingy when you’re high.”

“hey. i’m like this all the time. ‘m showin’ i love you,” he pouts as you lift his big head off you and stuffs a piece of mango in his mouth. he chews like an angry baby, juice accidentally spilling from the corner of his mouth to which you, without any thought process, lick off his mouth and chin.

“mhm. i like that. lick me again baby,” he slurs, blinking with heavy eyelids and you nod staring at his neck with vampiric like urges. he does look so very delicious.

you lick a stripe up the slide of his neck, a low groan rumbling from katsuki and you feel your lower stomach flip. you begin to peck kisses along the skin, before deciding to turn them into hickies. a process of nipping, kissing and licking, only unfinished sentences leaving katsuki’s lips. his hands squeezed any bit of you he could get his hands on, stretching his neck so you had more space, “you taste s’good ‘suki, so sweet.” you pull away, admiring the purplish blooms on the skin. he doesn’t seem to register what you say completely, his mind completely lost in the clouds as he stares at you, his mouth gaped open a little.

“baby, d’you think you can sort out a problem f’me?” he asks, his voice even deeper than usual, similar to when he just wakes up. though his words slightly lisp together, so cutely that you couldn’t help but peck his lips, “i feel like i’ll come if you fuckin’ touch me once.” he says it with no embarrassment though, head tilted to keep his focus on you.

your hand flies to your mouth to cover a giggle though he immediately moves your palm away, kissing it lightly, “y’ur so beautiful. such a pretty little thing. do i tell you enough, princess?”

you nod softly, taking your fingers through his blonde locks that limply lay across his forehead from the steam. you brush it back so his forehead is revealed and you smooch the spot, “mhm you do. i wouldn’t mind if you do more though.”

“d’you mind if i do while i play with your pussy? i know it’s soaked in there.”

everything about the way he says that is cute. head tilted, his lips swollen from your kisses and his pupils rimmed red. everything is cute but the graphic words that leave his mouth that instantly make a rush of heat flood through you down to your toes. there hasn’t even been a second from when he asked and he’s already talking.

“baby. my princess you gotta let me. wanna taste you too, been a while since i last felt you on my tongue.” the blonde is ready to beg, would probably get on his knees if you wanted. the last time he ate you out was only a couple of days ago but you know for him that's basically a lifetime.

you nod, your teeth coming down on your lip slowly before letting it go. katsuki eyes the motion. “how do you want me?”

it slipped his mind. the logistics to eating one out in a hot tub. he doesn’t want your knees sore on the ground neither possibly drowning while he’s busy in your pussy so he just kinda gapes at you for a second, impatience hovering in his eyes as he tries to think of how he can have you.

you giggle at his furrowed brows, slapping his cheek lightly so he focuses back on you. you get up from his lap to crawl to the other side of the tub. “c’mon gorgeous, i know you got a brain in there, let’s get moving.” and you make a come hither motion at his body still on the other side. he hates how he still flushes a rosy red at your pet name for him. you called him gorgeous one day and it just stuck to him like that’s what he is by definition. he’s a fan of it.

“‘m comin’,” he mumbles, crawling over to you and like it’s a given his hands crawl up your thighs and your waist and when he stops in front of you.

“i’m gonna lean on here and just link your arms around my—,” and you squeal as katsuki does just that. the unexpected motion has water splashing out the tub and the cold air hitting your stomach. he’s seated before you, arms on your back to lift your lower body out of the water. your head sat comfortably on the edge of the tub and katsuki is now evilly frowning at your pussy directly in front of your face, covered by your bikini bottoms.

“i know what ‘m doin’. take these off for me,” he says in a deep authoritative tone, one you wouldn’t rebel against. your arms slide to your hips to pull the fabric off and katsuki admires the fat of your ass first before your shiny pussy gets revealed to his greedy eyes. just as you throw your bottoms somewhere behind him, he’s already balancing you with one arm so he can use his hand to pry you apart.

“oh fuck baby, you’re already leakin’ out your hole,” and he’s so graphic. you wanna curse him for his crass language but a moan erupts from your throat as he rubs two fingers just outside your hole and a string of white follows when he pulls away. you don’t have it in you to be embarrassed. the way his scarlet pupils are blown out, even more than they were before, fixated on your pussy, you know he’s loving this even more than you. he licks his fingers clean and you start to whine.

“‘ki, gorgeous, touch me please.”

your boyfriend grunts at you like you’re interrupting his alone time with your pussy. he pinches your nipple with his spit slicked fingers and you even moan at that, the rumble of your body making the tub water ripple. “why are you so needy for? let me do what i want with my pussy.”

though he can’t make you wait long because he’s impatient himself. he firstly stuffs his nose between your legs and inhales like it’s lifesaving and he’s on the edge. another drug for him. the sweet scent of you makes him feel drunk and loopy, his member throbbing hard in his shorts. you watch as his eyes roll back and you can feel the sniffs from his nose tickling you slightly. as your fingers come to rake through his hair, he’s giving a longing sigh like he’s so devastatingly impressed. “always so good for me baby. nothin’ better than you.”

and then he sticks his pink tongue out to give you the first lick. he lays his tongue flat to lick from your asshole to your clit and you’re whining at every nerve. everything inside you feels heightened. bursts of serotonin and dopamine coursing through your veins like lighting and this weren’t even you coming.

“oh ka—,” and katsuki starts his rhythm. he’s lapping you up like a dog, licking the entrance of your hole and cleaning up anything you’ve left behind. he’s so intentionally messy with it, sucking at your lips and labia, the smack of his lips when he lets go, sounding in the air. he then moves on to play with your clit, flicking his tongue under the hood and nudging your nub back and forth. you’re withering around in his arms, squealing and moaning like you’re on overdrive, tugging katsuki’s hair pretending as you want him off you though your legs are practically a necklace around his neck telling a different story.

he pinches your ass and pulls away, “stay still.” he sends you a glare, his ruby eyes piercing through you but you don’t have enough room inside you to feel the threat, especially as he conjures a glob of spit and puckers his lips to drop it right on your pussy. the sight was too much, squeezing your eyes shut and throwing your head back on the side of the tub. “be good for me angel.” he mumbles though his words are directed to your swollen nub as he rubs slow circles with his thumb, his spit merging with your liquids.

“mhm mhmf,” is all you can utter as he puts his mouth back on you, noisier than he’s ever been before, even louder than the jets of the tub. he’s sucking and licking every piece of you that he can like a man starved, even managing to work with your unruly hips that can’t stop moving to follow after his tongue. and it feels like you’ve been dropped into another realm, stuck in between earth and whatever this is. the only thing you can feel right now is pleasure, everywhere. the feeling of his stubble is rough against your thighs contrasting against the plush pad of his tongue. you can even feel him moan against you and every time he does you jut your hips up, making him pinch your side to settle down.

you were just about to speak up when katsuki pulls away from you only a few inches, the bottom half of his face; lips, chin and cheeks all covered in your slick. his eyes are dazed like he just took another pull of a spliff while he was licking around you. he doesn’t leave you unattended for long, sliding two of his thick fingers inside you and feeling your soft padded walls suck him up.

you can’t help the tears sliding down your cheek, merging with the steam from the tub, “gorgeous,” you whine.

he flicks his eyes up to you and he smirks at how you’re so overwhelmed just from a few swipes at your pussy. “yes, my baby?” his eyes are just about open at this point, biting on his bottom lip to savour what’s left of you he’s got on his face.

“can i hava—,” you inhale sharply when he presses against your squishy spot, your back arching right after. “—kiss, kiss me please.”

“‘course i can. anythin’ for you,” and he gathers your body in his arms to sit back on his lap, dunking your lower body back in the water with his fingers still curling inside your pussy.

now this isn’t high, drunk off you katsuki talking, well partly, but he loves watching you like this. falling apart completely because of him. he knows exactly how you’re feeling, tear stricken cheeks and the cutest pout. even how your toes clench under the water and your thighs shift when he begins to scissor inside you.

you’re back to straddling him, legs open across his lap with your arms over his shoulders. “kiss me?”

he responds with lots of little pecks on your lips, and he’s so close that you can smell yourself on his face, it even gets on you when he kisses you. before he slides his tongue inside your mouth, “can i take this off you?“ he asks, hand tugging at your bikini top and you nod against him. your hips are rolling uncontrollably in his lap to meet his fingers thrusts, and you swear it all feels much slower underwater, more tortuous as you feel your body begin to beg for a release.

katsuki, ever the multitasker, tugs your bikini off and immediately groans when your nipples rub against his chest. “oh fuck baby,” he groans on your lips, “you gonna let me—.”

“yes, yes quickly!”

faster than earlier when he first saw you in your bikini, katsuki lifts you with a single hand on your ass to yank off his shorts. “why did we even fuckin’ wear clothes? we knew this was the plan.”

with his hard cock in one hand, he manoeuvres your waist to let you sit down on him. “the sight of a titty gets you moaning, we probably wouldn’t have even got to smoke.” you retort, your hand finding his on his cock and rubbing his mushroomed head against your clit.

“oh god,” you fling your head back and katsuki pecks between your breasts.

“my name’s katsuki,” he grunts, his breaths ragged as he tries not to moan with just the feeling of your pussy lips and your tiny hand on him, “not my fault i love your tits. i love everything that’s mine.”

and you punctuate his sentence by sliding down slowly on his cock. you feel the pulsing veins of his member against your walls and you know your heartbeat feels the same. you suck him in and practically cradle his cock in you. “holy fuckin’ shit, baby.” the blonde growls, swiping a hand through his hair so his forehead is so prettily free and starts a pace with his hips. your hands find the side of his head at the sight of him, your thumbs rubbing against the rosy apples of his cheeks.

he rubs your clit as the slapping sound of your ass and his thighs fill the air and katsuki only joins in more by slapping your ass cheek. you clench around him and he lets out the most pornographic moan. hot-tub water splashes all around you both, litres spilling out the tub that by the time you’re finished there might not be any left.

“m gonna come, ‘m gonna—,” you start but you never finish your sentence, your hips moving even faster, grinding down on katsuki as his cock head keeps knocking against your cervix paired with his thumb clockwise on your clit. he pecks kisses up your neck messily, “go on angel, do it for me.”

you’re sweaty from all the movement, the hot tub steam too as you dig your nails into his shoulders, back arching as sparks of white flood your vision. your body is jolting as you reach your peak, mouth agape with a single high pitched moan bubbling from you.

you’re boneless now, leaning on his chest as his hand leaves your clit to rest on your back. “gonna make you come now,” you whisper to katsuki, and you can feel his stiff cock inside you twitch.

he rubs his nose against your temple, “‘m so fuckin’ hard baby.” he grumbles and he lifts you by the hips to lay you on the ceramic surrounding the hot tub.

he stands up before you, leg cocked on the seat in the tub and your pussy gushes at the sight of him. droplets are falling from every muscle and crevice on his body, the steam rising from behind him makes him look like he’s on some type of erotic movie poster and his eyes stare you down like you’re prey. and most importantly his thick cock stands, resting in front of his belly button, shiny from your juices and leaking the whitest precome you’ve seen. you can tell his cock hurts, his base a brown while his head is a shiny beaming red.

katsuki’s hands slap at your hips, gripping them to yank you forward so your pussy is just at the edge of the tub, another jolt forward and his cock is in you. “think you can go again? huh? speak up, pretty.”

you nod like there’s no other answer. it hasn’t been long since your last orgasm but you’re raging to go again just by the sight of him towering over at you. he grins boyishly at your nod and blown out, half-lidded eyes, his teeth sharp and his eyes raking over you. “wanna feel you come in me, gorgeous.” you purr breathlessly.

katsuki yanks at his cock a few times, his tongue swiping across his teeth before hissing at his own touch. he moans deeply as you spread your legs for him slow and seductively, your pussy out for him to devour. you rest upon your forearms so you can see when he puts his cock in you. “so fuckin’ pretty, fuck.” he mutters, pressing his cock head against your hole and with your centre already lubricated with your juices, he thrusts in.

you both moan in unison, skin slapping in the air and sweat beading on katsuki’s forehead, “i know you can come for me again, pretty.” he flicks his eyes up to you, his red pupils as dark as blood and a squeak flutters from your lips as he presses at your spot inside you again. “yes, yes i can, i will,” you babble back, eyes fluttering shut and back arching at every touch.

“your pussy is fuckin’ heaven. made for me, fuckin’-,” and you know katsuki’s been putting off coming for a while now, honestly, he was probably hard from when he first got into the tub. you feel his palms squeeze at your waist, as he thrusts into you, his telltale sign he’s about to come.

“‘ki baby, come, i think i’m gonna,” and you clench around him, this orgasm nothing like the last one. your leg resting on katsuki’s shoulder straightens and your back arches like you just got the wind knocked out of you. this one feels like the wave that washed over you was triple the size as before. katsuki feels it all too, a rumble from his gut before he freezes to paint your walls white. you open your eyes in time to see your lover, now leaning over you, his eyes squeezed shut to come back to earth. you notice his hand mindlessly scrambling to find yours to hold like he usually loves when he comes. just as you slide your fingers into his palm, he clenches your hand as “fuckin’ hell—,” falls from his lips and another spurt of cum shoots out of him. it causes him to thrust sharply into you with an “mhpf” and you whine from the over sensitivity.

“sorry pretty,” he whispers, truly exhausted and the tiredness from the weed sitting in his veins. you know he wants to fall on top of you like he usually does when his knees give way but this time he drops back into the tub, not before picking you up and sitting you on him sideways in a hug.

“not back in the tub, ‘ki. we’re all dirty.” you complain, circling your arms around his shoulders and hugging his head to you.

“what? so it wasn’t dirty when you came the first time? and it’s warm in here, shush.”

you were too tired to argue with the first point but you could agree with the last. the jets soothing over your skin, and your boyfriends embrace around you, you felt like you could fall asleep here.

“hey, don’t fall asleep on me yet. we still needa shower,” katsuki whispers tenderly and pecks your forehead.

you groan at the same time he softly chuckles, “carry me then?” you give him a toothy smile and droopy eyes. he playfully rolls his eyes, squeezing at your thigh.

“how could i say no t’you, huh? trick question, that is,” he tuts, sliding his arm under your knees and one on your back to pick you up bridal style.

“it’s ‘cause you love me, isn’t it?”

katsuki rises to stand and step out of the tub, switching it off soon after. the bubbles slow to a halt and he looks down at your lethargic smile, glossy eyes and swollen lips. if there was a word to explain the feeling of more than love, he’d use it right now and every time after.

your fingers rake through the blonde hair on his nape as your eyes waft over him and he warms at how he can feel your love for him through your eyes, looking over his face to make sure he’s okay.

“yeah. love you a bit too much i think,” he grumbles but you know that’s just the same as a confession from katsuki.

he slides open the doors from outside into his apartment, “gorgeous! you’re gonna get everything wet!”

he must be tired from the weed and sex as all he can do is shrug, “i’ll sort it out tomorrow. couldn’t give a fuck right now.” he yawns, walking into his bathroom to land you on your feet in his shower.

you giggle as he pouts, getting in with you to turn it on, “stop laughin’ at me. ‘m tired.”