Sun

Especially since you told Katsuki, you do not need a new lip stick every two weeks.

Your makeup vanity was looking ridiculous with the amount of different lipstick tubes on it, you hardly had any space left. Of course it was all gorgeous shades, from different brands, he never got you any ridiculous colours that you wouldn’t wear and… they all suited you.

Katsuki loved kissing you, always smiling against your lips in the morning. Grabbing your jaw softly to steal a few more kisses through the car window when you came to drop his lunch off. He actually got so irritated if he didn’t kiss you that day.

But that’s not why Katsuki buys them, oh no.

He buys them because after the last date night? He discovered something he liked.

You both had went to a new restaurant, Mina had recommended it to you both. You guys just didn’t realise how fucking strong the drinks were.

After realising, yous are almost on the brink of being drunk- you call a taxi and head back home but you couldn’t keep your hands to your self in the back of the cab. Whispering and teasing into his ear, knowing he couldn’t do anything about it right now.

Of course that riled him up, of course he wanted all the dirty things you whispered.

As soon as the front door was shut behind you both, you were on your knees. His hand already undoing his belt, unzipping his jeans to let out his already hard cock for you. Needing you as soon as possible. He had one hand in the wall in front of him for balance as your soft lips kissed from the base of his cock to the leaking tip, leaving lipstick marks and his dick twitches, feeling the heat in his abdomen.

“Fuck, baby. Don’t tease me”

Feeling you kiss his tip once before taking him in your mouth, he lets out a breathy mouth as his head drops forward. One hand going to hold the hair out your face. Each bob of your head smears your lipstick, especially when you take him all the way and the pinky brown gets printed into his abdomen. Your nails dig into his thighs but he barely feels it from the buzz of the alcohol, his eyes watching as the lipstick slowly rubs off your lips to reveal your own lip colour and that’s exactly the second he comes in your mouth that night.

So yeah Katsuki buys you new lipstick… and maybe does some research to make sure they’re not smudge proof.

He closes the stall door behind yous, hands trialing down your sides before undoing your hero costume just enough for him to get his hands down, moving aside your panties to touch your sweet cunt, already damp from the eye fucking you both did in that meeting- an unsaid agreement about what you two were going to do after.

“Fuck, Y/N. Missed you, missed this”

His lips find yous with a rough groan, wasting no time as he slips his tongue into your mouth. You don’t fight it as you press your body against his. None of yous making any effort to keep quiet with how pent up you both were.

His finger slowly circle your clit, it was a quickie but he wasn’t leaving until you came at least twice as an apology for the lack of in the last two months. Two fingers slipping into your wet hole. He know you could take it.

“Baby, god…”

His fingers pump into you, causing your nails to dig into his arms as your back arched against the bathroom stall wall. He could feel his own cock twitch in his pants just watching the flush take over your cheeks, eyes fluttering before rolling them back every couple of strokes. Feeling your cunt tighten around his curled finger, his ego being fed at the way he knew exactly how to touch you, exactly how to make you feel good.

Your eyes shutting as your lips part, whispers of his name and soft “don’t stop” before you clenched around his fingers, cumming with a soft moan.

“Atta girl”

The times you’d grumble at him while making out because the feeling of his stubble was too rough against your sensitive skin, the way you’d avoid stroking his cheek while watching movies together but the worst one was when you were pushing his head away from your thighs when he wanted to eat you out- all because of a bit of hair in his face.

So he shaves it clean off, sometimes gets you to do it but he gets rid of it without a complaint because why would he want some hair on his face when he can spend his evening between your thighs, licking and sucking at your clit. Hearing your moans and pleads for more cashing him to slowly jump your bed because you always come first- in every way.

Even then, he’s pretty sure if he were to grow it out that it would be pointless. He eats your pussy like a starved man almost every night, the hair so light- bleached from your pussy.

His warm breath against you before you finally get over whatever nerves you had and lowered your self. He moaned like you’ve never heard before. His tongue instantly licking up your clit before swirling around, his moans and grunts making you feel the vibrations.

All you could do was grab the his headboard and whimper at how good his tongue felt against you, it slowly moving down to circle your wet hole before tounge fucking you, one of his thumbs massaging your clit. The sounds of him almost slurping your wet cunt was so lewd, so hot.

One of your hands move from the board to play with your boobs, groping your self before twisting your nipples. The pleasure causes your hips to move forward, almost grinding your self on his face.

“Yeah, that’s it, baby. Use me, use my face to get your self off”