This is chapter 49 of my Bakugo x Reader fic: Seen, Not Just Noticed. Y/N is referred to as Kitagawa in narration.
Y/N = pink; Bakugo = orange
"Put it on Rainbow Road one more fucking time and I'm going to rip your balls off and serve them to you for breakfast"
"Go fuck yourself, Kats!" She yells in her own gamer rage.
They've been playing nothing but Mario Kart for six hours. You'd think after a while they'd get bored, but their collective competitiveness has kept the game going on longer than it should. They're tied right now.
Bakugo gives her a smirk as he lands the cursor onto Rainbow Road, choosing it for the fourth time this session. Kitagawa FUMES at his decision and launches herself and him off of the bed.
"STUPID! STUPID! STUPID! DUMB! IDIOT! BASTARD!" She playfully punches him in the arms. He lets out his uncontrollable laughter with each hit. He loves it when she takes shit too seriously.
"Y/N, we're loading into the ga—"
"I'M NOT FINISHED WITH YOU YET!" She pokes him repeatedly. "DUMB! DUMB! IDIOT! MORON! DUMBASS! STUPIDHEAD—"
"Stupidhead? What are you? Five?"
"SHUT UP!" Kitagawa huffs and puffs. "Fine! Now I'm done..."
"Okay good..." Bakugo sighs, watching as she lifts herself back onto the bed. He grabs her by the ankle and pulls her right back onto him in his arms. "I'm not done with YOU though"
"Katsuki, what the hell!!"
"Equal rights, equal fights!"
The two wrestle each other around for a bit even though the game's already started. They stop once the they're on the second lap. Kitagawa pushes him off and grabs her joy-cons, trying to play the race before he can get his. Bakugo follows her immediately after, resuming the race that they're both losing at this point.
The race concludes with Bakugo beating Kitagawa again even though he's in eleventh place.
"HA! GET WRECKED, CHUMP!" He gloats, getting in her face. Kitagawa makes a choking motion with her hands in his general direction. The message is pretty clear. "You're so mean to me"
"YOU WANNA BE ME SO BAD! STOP STEALING MY LINGUGAGISEJEKCKDKS—FUCK!" She chokes herself harshly, but not enough to cut off any airflow.
Bakugo snorts. "You wanna try that again, princess?"
"FUCK YOU! STOP STEALING MY LINES!"
"There ya go...good girl"
Kitagawa blushes fiercely in response to his praise. She swats her hand in his direction and looks away so he can't see her face.
"Oh yeah..." He smirks. "Forgot you were into that."
"Kats, stop it..." Her face burns up as she starts fidgeting with her hair. "And don't fucking kink shame me"
"I'm not kink-shaming you. I'm doing the opposite aren't I? Playin' into your silly little fantasies"
Bakugo grabs her chin and pulls her closer to him.
"Hey," The look in his eyes shows a hunger—or better yet, a THIRST—that seems almost ravenous. That expression isn't one filled with good intentions. He tries to hold his stare, but his gaze breaks away every once in a while, as if he's fighting what he's feeling. Finally, his intentions speak for themselves. "Pills wear off yet? You still in the mood?"
"I told you, pills don't affect me like that. And yeah, I still...I'm still horny" She replies, hovering above his lap.
Bakugo quickly presses the home button on the joy-cons before proceeding any further with her. Their game can wait, he's ready to play with something else.
His vision peers over at his phone that he kept charging on her left nightstand. An idea pops into his head. "Do you care if I...snap some photos for later?"
"I mean...I guess? Just don't share it to anyone"
"Trust me, never in a million years would I EVER let another man look at you the same way I do" Bakugo's right hand settles around her waist while his left reaches for his phone. His right hand snakes up to her bra clasp while his left adjusts his phone to get the perfect angle. "God damn it...I feel like such a fucking pervert for doing this shit"
In response to that, he undoes her bra and lifts up her shirt, exposing her bare body.
"Fuck..." He remarks, his boxers tightening by the second. "You're so damn beautiful, y'know that?"
Kitagawa smiles as her hand drifts toward his clothed boner. She plays with his cock through the fabric of his pants. He moans in satisfaction, guiding her teasing hand to the zipper of his jeans.
His free hand then slides up to her right breast, rubbing her nipple with his thumb.
"You gonna take a picture?" She holds her exposed chest. "Make it last longer?"
Bakugo nods and snaps at least three photos of her tits in various angles. Kitagawa then grabs the phone from him and takes a couple photos of herself with promiscuous faces. After that, she chuckles and continues to tease his boxers.
"Slut," He grunts, sliding a hand down her cheek. "You look so pretty like this"
"Quit glazing me, Katsuki. I'm not gonna fuck you any harder"
"Holy shit, can I pay you a compliment every once and a while? When you look beautiful, I'm gonna tell you"
"Whatever, loser, you're so obsessed with me" She rolls her eyes playfully, pulling down his boxers and gripping fully on his dick. "Besides, it's not like you're always so blunt and honest"
His lips tremble at her touch. "What the hell? Yes I am????"
"I am though? I've always said how I feel, that's literally what I do when I'm yelling?"
"Okay fine," He sighs. "When it comes to YOU, I tell you directly how I feel"
"Oh yeah? Kiss, Marry, Kill"
Kitagawa gives him a look—one that screams 'You know what I'm talking about'. "Don't think I didn't see the disappointment in your eyes after we kissed"
"Tch! I wasn't disappointed"
For that lie, she tightens her grip on his cock. "Try again"
He lets out a harsh moan, watching as her hand slides up and down his shaft. Her hands are so fucking pretty. Her press-on nails are such a beautiful color, he could watch them stroke his dick all day.
"F-Fine...fuck! Okay! I was disappointed. It was just a f...mmm...ucking peck. It wasn't as special as I wanted it to be so I was just a bit disappointed is all"
"I didn't want to kiss you, but at least it was me and not some random at the party. I'm sorry it wasn't anything special"
"You...could've made it special"
She stops stroking him and looks him directly in the eyes with a tilt in her head. "How so?"
"You could've kissed me like you loved me—passionate and stuff"
"Look, Kats, I've seen my fair share of play, but passionate kissing is something I don't even know"
He bites his lower lip to keep a few words from rolling off of his tongue. It's better to not say anything at all and just let her jerk him off. Yet his thoughts torment him for the decision. She's right there, her hand wrapped around his dick, this question shouldn't be weird to ask, but it still feels like overstepping a boundary.
His thoughts get the better of him and he eventually gives in to temptation.
"Learn?" He whimpers in a very pathetic voice. Blush coats his cheeks as his breathing speeds up.
The blonde is absolutely mortified at his own implication, silently cursing himself for even daring to suggest the idea. He let his own desire for some sort of romantic contact slip through the crack, and now there's no way to take back what he said. The look on her face makes him even more nervous.
Kitagawa releases Bakugo's cock and slides both hands up his torso, gripping fiercly on his shirt. "As long as you make the first move..."
"Yeah, if you wanna take—"
He wastes no time in his action. His hands grip her waist, pulling her closer to his chest. His lips lock with hers in an amateurish fashion. Her smile melts into his kiss and so does the rest of her body.
They fall backward on the bed, making out as they fidget with each other's clothing. Their scents combine into one confusing but intoxicating mixture.
Kitagawa pulls away with sharp breaths. "How was that?"
Being below her is a blessing. The amount of angles this girl looks good in are almost infinite in supply. He fixes his face almost immediately to keep his admiration hidden.
"Not bad" Bakugo lies. "Could have been better...could have been longer"
"Beggars can't be choosers. Talk to the hand, buddy"
He rolls his eyes and lifts himself up just enough to kiss her cheek. "Can't I beg while choosing?"
"I find myself becoming more and more pathetic by the day. My dignity can't possibly go any lower than this—hell, I started hanging out with YOU of all people"
"Oh, and what's so wrong with me?" She places both of her hands on his dick again, stroking him once more. "I give you everything you could ever want"
"First of all, you're weird—"
"I'm a COOL weird, you're weird weird"
"You're not cool but okay. Whatever you say, Kats"
He smiles at the blatant annoyance on her face. His hand, shaking a bit from pleasure, cups her cheek while he thinks of new material to piss her off.
"You're perverted as shit—"
"Have you looked at a mirror lately?"
That manages a chuckle out of his mouth. Her pace quickens with the passage of time, providing him with a steady source of enjoyment. Another thing crosses his mind, but he struggles a bit to get it out.
"And...the last thing that I...hate ab-bout you....i-is how much I f....ucking like you" Bakugo admits, so high off of the feeling of getting a handjob that he hardly even realizes what he's implying.
Her pupils shrink into a frantic mess; her hands stop once more in their tracks as her teeth press onto her bottom lip. She looks...scared?
Why? Did he say something wrong?
"K-Kats?" She whispers, a frown taking the place of her bitten lip. "Are you...trying to tell me that you love me?"
His eyes widen in shock and he immediately lifts his body up from her mattress defensively.
"WHAT?! NO!" He knows that's a lie, but her expression reads as though that's the worst possible thing that could be happening right now. The tears in her eyes, her shaking hands, her tense shoulders, and quivering of her lips only push him into denial—even if his state of euphoria gave away his true feelings. "Didn't you say some stupid sappy shit before? 'I lOvE aLl Of My FrIeNdS!!' kind of bullshit? I mean that too—well, maybe not Kirishima, or Mina, or Sero, or—POINT IS...I like you as a friend"
"I...like you as a friend too, because that's all that we are—with benefits! The friendliest of friends! Heh...heheh..." Kitagawa looks almost...pained to say that? Like, she doesn't want him to love her, but she also doesn't like the idea of them being friends? It's weird...
"Yeah...uber friendly...." He tries to chuckle off her suddenly strange behavior. Instead of inquiring about anything, he continues from the point where he said he liked her. "Y'know, it'd be nice to have my life back"
"It would?" The girl gets on all-fours, ready to start getting her throat fucked. She props up an elbow and places her hand on her cheek while giving him a bored expression. "I liked sleeping in until late before YOU started talking to me, y'know?"
"And look at me, fixing your sleep schedule and improving your life. I'm so generous, aren't I?"
She chuckles. "Shut up, Kats"
"Oh?" He smiles. "One of us is in the position of shutting up right now, and it ain't me"
With that comment out of the way, Bakugo gently places a hand on the back of her head.
Kitagawa's eyes widen at the gesture, but quickly close shut as though she's bracing for impact. Her mouth opens, lips trembling. He doesn't put any force onto his hand due to her reaction, instead, he keeps it at rest and plays with her hair a bit to calm her nerves.
She opens up a single eye, peaking at his face in confusion. "Are you not going to...?"
"If you don't want it rough, I won't. I'm in no rush"
Kitagawa frowns, diverting her focus to the mattress. "I'm sorry"
"Just...don't worry about it"
"My reactions to things? I just...forget that you're not demanding of me—well, you ARE, but not like THIS—it's just new to me. Ignore it—me—I know you probably won't hurt me"
"Why would I ignore you? Y/N, we've been over this before. If you're not comfortable doing something, I'm not gonna force you"
"I know...I just—I'm still not used to that. I...don't know if I ever will be. You've got to understand that I've...never had sex with a guy that respected my wishes—"
"You have twice now. And it'll happen a third, a forth, a fifth—so on, so fucking forth—as many times as you wanna fuck me. I'm not going anywhere as long as that's what you want"
She can't stop her cheeks from turning tomato red. Her eyes land on his, drinking in their crimson hue. The girl sighs long and windedly. "Thank you. I really appreciate that"
To show him her gratitude, she goes down on his dick, taking it all in. Bakugo lets out a startled moan. He wasn't expecting her to just take him like that...especially after their conversation. He won't complain though. He could get used to this feeling.
She remains attached for at least ten more minutes—which is incredibly impressive to him. Now, he isn't a porn connoisseur, but he at least knows that those women DO come up for air sometimes, so for Kitagawa to be down there for so long...maybe he should be worried? That girl is good at bringing pleasure, and he wouldn't complain if she spent a little more time down there, but her health is important too.
Bakugo pulls her off, grunting in pleasure as she finishes deepthroating his cock.
"Kaaaats!" She whines. "I was about to beat my record!"
"For how long I can deepthroat a big cock. Ten minutes, forty-eight seconds is my record!"
"You've been counting this whole time???"
"You fucking weirdo..." He ruffles her hair. "Take a break"
"That gives you more time to recover your stamina, so I don't think so"
"You wanna call it a night then?"
"W-Well not without making you cum first!"
"You...don't have to do that. I've been practicing edging and—"
"Katsuki, I want your cum in my mouth"
Before she goes back under, he grabs her chin and attempts to give her a quick kiss on the lips. He wants her to know that he doesn't just view her as an object for gratification, but she knows that already. In turn, she wraps her arms around his neck and kisses him for longer than he was going to with her. This is her way of appreciating him.
Both of them find themselves coated in ruby red. There is a glimmer in both of their eyes that scream something they both don't understand yet, but maybe soon enough they will....if they're willing to explore it instead of ignoring it.
But for now, the only exploring they'll be doing is each other.
Bakugo exhales sharply, watching as her head bobs up and down. She is a fucking beast, holy shit. How much can her throat take??
His breathing becomes ragged and uncontrollable as he reaches his climax. He almost feels really bad for what he's about to do. She wants it, yes, but it also kinda feels wrong for indulging in her desires? What if she chokes??
Maybe that's what she wants.
Eventually, he releases all of his pent up stress into her mouth. His fears vanish as he feels her throat close repeatedly. She swallows all of his semen, removing herself from him once she tastes the last drop. A little dribbles from the corner of her mouth.
Bakugo reaches for the tissues on her nightstand and dabs it against the corner of her mouth. She blushes once more at his action, deeply appreciating his willingness to take care of her. He then takes a tissue for himself and rids his dick of her saliva.
Kitagawa gets off of her bed and retrieves his clothes, gently stringing them along the side of the bed. It takes a minute for his dick to soften, but when it does, he joins her on the floor to put on his boxers.
"I suppose you're gonna go back to your dorm now...you've been here almost all day" She sighs, standing bare at the edge of her bed.
"Do you want me to leave? I...I was planning on spending the night here—curfew be damned"
"R-Really?" Her eyebrows raise in shock. "I don't object or anything. Spending the night with you when tomorrow could be an absolute shit show might be what I need"
He snuggles back into bed on the side he's getting much too comfortable getting into every time they're together. He watches as she climbs on with him.
She pulls her comforter over the two of them and then rests her hands on bare chest. His hands find themselves snaking around her waist, pulling her in. He can feel her soft breaths (and breasts) against him.
Someone else's breathing has never felt so...intoxicating before. It's a sign that she's real. This dumbass girl that has taken over his daily life is real. Their friendship is real.
Neither of them realized just how tired they were until their heads had hit the pillows. Sleep creeps up on both of them, their systems shutting down by the second. Before Kitagawa can be taken by her dreams, she speaks softly toward Bakugo.
"Next time that we do this..." Her body relaxes, somnia clouding her vision slowly. "Can you bring condoms?"
Soft snores leave her mouth next, removing Bakugo's chance at a reply. He stews on her request for a moment before realizing what she means...and what that says about her feelings toward him.
She's been very protective of herself. The fact that she's willing to open her legs for him...it's a sign of trust, sure but....should he take it? That kind of thing is sensitive, isn't it?
What if he somehow breaks her trust along the line? If they were to go through with...that, then he would have stolen something precious from her.
He cares about her too much to do that to her.
Bakugo sets his thoughts aside and closes his eyes. He can't think about any of that right now. When the two of them wake up, she'll need all the support she can get.
And he'll be damned if he lets her become a nervous wreck again.
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