#bakugo

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You can’t even remeber the last time you sat on an actual chair when he’s around.

This bitch is always plotting on you and it makes you sick LMAO.

Bakugo loves LOVES your body on top of him. You’re not heavy to him at all, just like his own personal plushie to hold

And if you’re a bigger girl, even better. He likes the weight on him.

It really is attractive though, he even tries to make himself look more inviting by subtly doing the hip adjustment move whenever you look at him.

Some days he’ll even sit obnoxiously on the huge wide couch and move stuff around so the only area you have is his lap.

Like now.

“Really.”

His little smug ass smirk while his arms are spread just as wide as his legs makes you pop your hip out and scoff, “Should I sit on the floor or…?”

Bakugo doesn’t speak, but takes your waist and guides you down on your rightful throne: his lap.

HOWEVERR…it’s quite difficult to enjoy your sweet treat after dinner on his lap when you feel something firm against your lower back.

“You’re kidding….” Your voice flattened at him, hips stiffened already knowing what is uncomfortably laying against you from behind, “Why are you hard?”

Bakugo doesn’t respond, purposefully ignoring you while doomscrolling on his phone, he just shrugs making you put your bowl down on the coffee table in annoyance. He really didn’t mean to get turned on by your soft ass against him, but he couldn’t help but notice how your body jerked whenever he would tell you something directly in your ear.

And he definitely wouldn’t do that on purpose knowing your sweet spot is on your ear, no no.

Like right now the way he ignores your complaints about his hard dick and starts to kiss your neck and your cheek, no way he wouldn’t be doing it to shut you up.

And the way how his tongue quickly licks the shell of your ear before he kisses behind it, pulling you closer when that sweet little noise slip out your mouth, no way he’d do that to calm you down.

Nuh uh, he wouldn’t dare take advantage of the situation to assist grinding you against him for a makeout session.

No way, Bakugo would stoop that low at all, because he loves having you sit on his lap.

cw: men who yearn, physical affection, kissing, soft bakugo, muscles described, kissing, swearing, & not proofread

ⓘ Featuring Bakugo initiating affection doesn't happen often, so when it does, you should keep it going.

Waiting up for Katsuki is kind of like playing around with a claw machine. You never really know what you're going to get.

It could be a prize you'll cherish forever. Like a kiss, an invite to shower together, a moment of weakness, or the rarest of all. When he falls into bed next to you and sleeps it off on your chest.

But it also has the possibility of getting nothing but a tired grunt while downing a bottle of water or just falling into bed without a word.

But no matter what he does, it's always worth it. He'll never push you away if you initiate affection, letting you rake your fingers through his hair & sleepily attaching.

"Honey?" You rasped, glancing over your shoulder at the feeling of Katsuki pressing his chest flat against your back. "What are you doing?"

He got home later than normal, looked unkempt & told you to go ahead and go to sleep while he showered.

"Nothing," Kats mumbled, eyes visibly tired, as he wrapped his arms tightly around you. hauling you close enough to tuck his face into the crook of your neck and press a soft kiss there.

"Baby. I'm trying to sleep." You mused, bringing up a hand to lightly tug at his blond strands.

"Hey. Shut up. I'm trying to get comfortable." He hissed, nipping at your cheek as he rubbed your stomach slowly. "Didn't mean to wake you. Just wanted to hold ya' tonight."

A soft sigh escaped your lips as you rolled over to press your chest firmly against his bare chest. "Hadn't fallen asleep yet; don't worry."

You pressed a quick kiss to his cheek before tenderly tracing the scar there, watching in delight as the blush spread across Katsuki's cheeks.

"You're such a nerd sometimes." He huffed, grasping your hips & rubbing the soft skin slowly. "Not fair, I'm tired, no. Sleep-deprived."

"Long night?" You whispered, quickly pulling the blanket over his bare back, your fingertips lingering on his toned biceps before dragging up to tangle in his damp blond hair.

He always had this look in his eye after an annoyingly long night patrol, but tonight it just looked somber.

"You could say that, yeah." He admitted, leaning into your touch just a little, a contented sigh escaping his lips. "It's been a long, long night, honestly."

"Do you want to talk about it?" You whispered, trying to soothe him, sliding your hands to rest comfortably on his chest. "I don't mind staying up longer."

"No. No, not tonight." He shook his head before tucking you under his chin, moving to rub your shoulder gently. "I just want to hold you right now, if that's alright?"

It was your turn to blush, letting out a quick gasp at his warm chest pressing against your face before nodding quickly. "That's fine, baby; we can just sleep too."

you told katsuki you were a virgin much before your relationship started, and thankfully katsuki was actually pretty nervous about that shit anyways, mostly cause he was a little bitch deep down but also because he was terrified of hurting or scaring you off. sooo, you had time to get comfortable around him before you had to start worrying about sex. it didn’t worry katsuki either, not at the start of your relationship atleast. but when the time started to get around three months of dating, he was losing control. the more inlove and consumed he became .. the more harder trying to control the urges he promised he buried down became.

it became so bad nearly everything you did made him hard. you had this natural purity about you, the idea of corrupting and taking your virginity .. being the first to bury himself inside of you. it fucking ruined him.

the kitchen glowed with a soft warmth, sunlight spilling through the windows while the stove filled the room with gentle heat. beside you, katsuki moved around the counter with rolled sleeves and flour-dusted hands, making the whole space feel warmer than it had any right to.

you wanted to help him make dinner, obviously your help consisted of you standing there watching him stir the sauce. “yknow your a great help.” he muttered dryly, sarcasm coating his words as his eyes flicked to you. “you literally won’t even let me help.” his response was an eye roll but the corner of his lips quirked into a smile. mindlessly, he dipped two of his thick fingers into the sauce the consistency thick against his digits. “oo— i wanna try!” you stated, he stood back expecting you to do anything other then grab his hand and wrap your mouth around his fingers, your tongue flattened beneath his fingers gently sucking on the seasoning.

you’d think for katsuki he’d have some cocky reaction, but he just froze. unable to process the blooming feeling in his stomach. he didn’t feel like he was in control of the situation, blush coated his cheeks much more obvious then he’d like to admit, internally he swore he could feel all the blood rush to his cock as the hardening length strained against the fabric of his boxers.

his eyebrows were slightly pulled inwards as a little sound left his throat but the second your eyes met the weakened red ones looking at you, his composure pulled back. you had to manually pull his fingers from your mouth with your hand

watching in real time as his head almost dropped. “i-i uh gotta go to the bathroom. jus- stay here.” he muttered all the usual dry strain in his voice had melted down into a clearer sorta more aware vocality.

you hummed as he walked off, slowly smiling to yourself because it was just so easy to get to katsuki and you knew the second you let him on you he’d be fucking you senseless, you’ve always wondered how long can katsuki bakugo really hold out for?

don’t kill me cause it isn’t jaw droppingly freaky

𑣲 your best friend, katsuki, gives you a lesson on giving head. ⋆｡° — SMUT! ♡♡

the tv buzzed in the background of your bedroom, but neither of you paid attention to the screen. propped against the headboard, katsuki scrolled through his phone with his usual scowl. you sat cross-legged at the opposite end of the bed, staring up at the ceiling—utterly exhausted from venting.

"i'm just saying." you groaned, throwing a pillow at his leg. "it's frustrating. how are we supposed to just know what to do? it's not like there's a manual for it."

without looking up from his screen, katsuki caught the pillow with one hand and tossed it aside. "it's not calculus, idiot." he muttered. "you just do it. it's technique."

"easy for you to say." you rolled your eyes, turning to face him. "you act like an expert on everything."

"i don't act like it." he smirked. "i just am." he said cockily, finally dropping his phone onto the mattress to lock his eyes onto yours. "and if whoever you were with was complaining, they probably didn't know what they wanted anyway." he sneered. "or you were just terrible, which is highly likely.."

"i wasn't terrible." you shot back, a flush of heat creeping up your neck—half frustration, half embarrassment. "i just.. i don't know if i'm doing it right. the angles are weird, my jaw gets tired, and i feel like i'm just guessing the whole time. i wish someone would just tell me exactly what to do without it being a whole awkward thing."

“tch’ cant believe your making me hold y’bag.” bakugo grumbled, tightening his grip on your charm filled school bag.

you giggled, taking another bite of the delicious treat. “you offered, remember ‘tsuki?”

bakugo flushed a light pink, “SAME THING!” he jabbed, leaning down to take a sip of your drink.

it was quiet before you spoke up again, “when should I pay you back kats—”

bakugos face flushed angrily, “I TOLD YOU DAMMIT’ DON’T TALK ABOUT PAYING ME BACK!”

“ah, sorry! I forgot..”

he rolled his eyes— though a soft smirk made it’s way upon his lips as he flicked your forehead. “stop forgetting things.”

“also! I was wondering ‘tsuki…do you wanna’ go to—” your voice trailed off as you gasped, stumbling backwards slightly.

“watch it.” the man spat, staring down at you. hands deep in his pockets as his friends laughed behind him.

before you could say anything bakugos voice sounded quietly from behind you. “what the hell..”

“kat’ wait—”

“—DID YOU JUST SAY TO HER?!”

in one swift motion your bag was dropped softly in your hands and bakugo grabbed the unknown mans collar, face inches from one another.

“YOU WANNA DIE?! YOU BUMPED INTO HER JACKASS?” his eyes were ablaze and brows furrowed.

“wait!— chill man, I was just—”

“DON’T TELL ME TO CHILL I AM CHILL YOU DAMNED EXTRA!”

you gulped nervously, watching as a handful of people slowly pulled out their phones.

“katsuki.. stop.” bakugos grip lessened on the now shaking man, his yelling quietened down almost instantly. the blonde looked down at your hand lightly gripping his blazer with a worried expression glazing over your features.

“c’mon.. there’s no use— lets go, okay?” you mumbled, pulling him ever so slightly.

bakugo grunted, dropping the man in one quick motion.

his eyes darkened as he stared daggers into the man, hair shadowing his features. “apologise.”

“s- sorry ma’am— wont h- happen again! so, so sorry!” he whimpered, hurrying off with his friends.

“thank you katsuki.. you always defend me.” you whispered, softly linking your pinky with his.

his ears peeking from his spiky hair were now tinted pink from the softness of your voice, “YEAH, YEAH.. dont gotta worry about that when m’around.” he grunted, his pinky securely holding yours.

“he reminds me of you, honey..” an old lady whispered, rubbing her husbands arm— watching as you both strolled past.

the old man rolled his eyes, “tch’ as if..” he grumbled, forehead creasing. “the brats got no damn manners..”though, the slight upturn of his lips said otherwise.