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
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in the same space (smut)
off-menu (smut)
practice makes perfect ! (smut)
“bring it on hero” (smut)
charged to the touch (smut) pt.2 (smut)
an eater (smut)
8pm and you (smut)
princess (smut)
fight me, love me (angst, smut)
“let me hear you” (smut)
“speakin’ my language..?” (smut) pt.2 (smut)
“you’re not supposed to get up, kats!” (smut)
good boy!~ (smut)
“don’t hang up.” (smut)
monsterfuckin’ kats (smut)
breading with bakugo, no pun intended (smut)
out on a limb!~ (smut)
office katsuki (smut)
“i bite things i like.” (suggestive)
the concept(suggestive)
corgasm !? (smut)
virgin kats (smut) pt.2 (suggestive, smut)
showerheaddd (smut)
everybody here wants you…(smut)
arts n crafts (smut)
drunk in luv!~ (smut)
seven minutes in heaven! (smut)
sleepyheads (smut)
rut (smut)
caught red handeddd (smut)
grinderrr (smut)
dragon drabble (smut)
glasses (smut) pt.2 (smut)
lightweight (smut)
your highness (smut)
whipped cream (smut)
meow (smut) pt.2 (suggestive) pt.3 (suggestive)
honeymoon (smut)
accidental submission (smut)
safeword (smut, comfort)
happy trail (suggestive)
pick up the phone (smau) (suggestive)
hopelessly yours (fluff, smut)
valentines day (smut) pt.2 (smut)
beefy!bakugo (suggestive, smut)
food review (suggestive)
distraction (smut)
catch print w/ katsuki (suggestive)
headboard (smut)
birthday boy (smut)
skin to skin (fluff, smut)
press my buttons, baby (smut)
Bakugo manspreads on purpose so you can sit on him btw.
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.
bakugo always had a . . . creative nickname for everyone ( see pinky, shitty hair, and dunce face ), and mina being the detective she is, couldn't help but notice when he started calling you by your name.
so of course she brought attention to this to all the others.
and they noticed the small things.
the way bakugo would hold the door open for you ( bare minimum but he let it shut in everyone else's faces ), how he quieted his voice. the edge dropping, the sharpness dulling.
how his shoulders seemed more relaxed when around you, how the faint start of a smile played at his lips whenever talking to you.
he was just . . . calm. in a way so non-bakugo that it was eerily off putting for everyone else watching.
and he wasn't stupid. he saw their staring, noticed the way mina's eyes flicked in his direction whenever he talked to you.
but he couldn't really bring himself to care. not when you were smiling right in front of him.
Years of brutal training. Endless patrols. Rescue missions that left him carrying concrete slabs like they weighed nothing.
A body like his wasn't built overnight.
It was earned.
Still...
You weren't exactly thinking about any of that.
Not when your face was currently squished against one of them.
"...Comfortable?" his voice rumbled from somewhere above you.
You hummed, nuzzling deeper into the warm muscle.
"Mhm."
"...You're usin' my arm like a damn pillow."
"'Cause it is."
A scoff. "Brat"
You were also convinced half of Japan wanted these arms.
The skin-tight hero costume certainly didn't help.
Every interview. Every press conference. Every rescue caught on camera had people online collectively losing their minds whenever he crossed his arms or flexed without realizing it.
Sure you loved his arms but the rest of Japan loved those arms for entirely similar reasons.
The hero rankings practically exploded every time a new agency photo dropped.
Reporters somehow managed to ask the most ridiculous questions just to keep him standing in front of cameras a little longer.
You'd seen the edits.
The thirst compilations.
The embarrassingly dedicated fan accounts.
Sometimes you were pretty sure the cocky bastard made it worse on purpose.
Coming home straight from the agency after squeezing in one last workout.
Veins standing out beneath tanned skin.
Sleeves rolled up just a little tighter around his arms than usual, buttons looking one deep breath away from surrendering.
Just enough to watch your traitorous eyes linger a little too long, smirking like he already knew where the night was going.
But none of that compared to the mornings.
Those belonged entirely to you.
Just with Katsuki.
Soft around the edges in a way the rest of the world would never believe.
Sleep-mussed blond hair sticking up in every direction.
Grey sweatpants hanging low enough to make you question his intentions early morning.
You shuffled into the kitchen, still half asleep, and without a word your hand found its usual place, giving his ass a lazy squeeze.
"Morning, beautiful."
He barely reacted anymore, already used to it.
Just huffed out a quiet laugh beneath his breath, the sound rough with sleep as he continued flipping the breakfast pan.
"Mornin', pretty," he rasped.
Your smile widened.
Naturally, your next move was to latch onto his arm.
Both hands wrapped around his bicep as you shamelessly buried your face into it.
"Hungry," you mumbled giving a playful nibble to his arm.
"For breakfast?"
"...Eventually."
His brow lifted.
You were already staring again.
Your gaze wandered shamelessly over broad shoulders, across his chest, down the defined planes of his waist before settling—once again—on those stupidly huge biceps.
He caught you. Of course he did.
That infuriatingly handsome arrogant half-smirk tugged at his lips.
"...See somethin' you like?"
Before you could get another word in, he hooked an arm around your waist.
The world tipped.
One effortless lift-
And suddenly you were sitting on the kitchen counter.
Somehow, he still towered over you.
"...Tch."
He leaned down, lips brushing your ear.
"Greedy little thing."
His hands settled against your hips as he stepped between your knees, amusement dancing in crimson eyes.
"just gonna keep starin'..."
He leaned in, big hands already parting your legs and trailing higher.
"...or you gon' work f'it baby?"
Prohero!Bakugo who had big biceps.
Strong enough to lift cars.
Strong enough to tear through concrete.
Strong enough to save lives.
The rest of Japan admired them because they made him a hero.
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⟢ insanely protective over you, to the point where it’s not even close to being a secret that you two are fucking. this mostly applies to hero work, but it’s really any social interaction.
⟢ he’s not very good with fans, and he gets so visibly irked if anyone tries to flirt with him — baring his teeth and staring daggers. you’re the only thing that he could ever want, even if being in a relationship scares him to death.
⟢ always does favors for you that you didn’t even request, like tidying your apartment, restocking your period products, or bringing your favorite coffee to patrols — he has all of your drink orders memorized. he then proceeds to act annoyed that he went out of his way, but you know that’s just how he shows affection.
⟢ katsuki is a bit mean in bed, but only as much or as little as you want him to be. and he is very vocal.
⟢ he’ll fuck your throat like he hates you, then practically confess his love while he’s between your thighs, eating your pussy.
⟢ he loves doggy, especially if he needs to let out some frustration, but mating press is his favorite by far. he can still pound into you just as hard, but he reaches even deeper in this position and the way you look at him — it’s his favorite thing ever, aside from eating you out.
⟢ how he’s so much bigger than you, seeing your perfect body folded to accommodate him like this, legs pulled into your chest and over his shoulders as he fucks load after load into you .. he can’t get enough. and fuck, he thinks that you are so pretty, the prettiest girl in the world.
⟢ his deep little groans and breaths are so fucking sexy, and he whines anytime that he bottoms out, or when his eyes flick down to watch your cute, tight pussy taking in his massive cock. it’s always a big stretch, but he fits inside of you like you were made for each other.
⟢ drunk sex with him is an entirely different experience. he’s so vulnerable, and everything is so much deeper, and closer … like he’s trying to meld your souls into one.
⟢ he loves when you hold his face in your hands. it’s so intimate to him, and it makes him feel seen and appreciated. he loves the eye contact, and if his mouth isn’t on yours, he’s kissing along your palm and wrist while you hold him. he is so fucking pretty.
⟢ surprisingly good with aftercare considering his personality, especially if he was a bit rougher than usual that night. bath, snacks, drinks, cuddles — whatever you want. secret softie for sure.
is he fucking anyone else? — absolutely not. it took him months (over a year, really) to get comfortable with you, and he sure as hell isn’t opening up to anyone else.
鋭児郎 ⸻ eijirō
⟢ kiri is the sweetest, softest dom ever. princess treatment ALWAYS unless you ask for something different.
⟢ sex partner doesn’t even begin to describe it; his entire being is your safe space, and he always gives you so much praise.
⟢ he knows exactly what you like, which also means that he can use it against you if you’re being a brat …
⟢ EATER — breakfast, lunch, dinner, dessert, snack. he wants his tongue stuffed in your pussy any time that you’ll let him. he doesn’t care about his own pleasure, only yours, and he will absolutely cum in his pants if he eats you out for long enough, just from your sweet taste and softly grinding his hips against the bed.
⟢ his thick, heavy cock is so sensitive and neglected, but it doesn’t even bother him. he wants his face between your thighs with your dainty hands in his hair, your legs resting over his broad shoulders. he always wants to be your stability.
⟢ he’ll hold you as close as possible — hips, thighs, ass, sometimes folding your legs up and holding the backs of your knees .. and he loves holding eye contact, threatening to stop if you look away. he knows how handsome he is, okay?
⟢ he’s incredibly sensitive to touch. you often feel him shiver when you run your hands through his thick, silky hair. he groans and nuzzles closer to you, whether it’s during sex or just hanging out. he’s such a puppy.
⟢ mating press is his absolute favorite, and he is so fucking good at it; you always cum embarrassingly fast in that position with him.
⟢ he also loves having you on top, but he gets to control the pace. you just look so cute and pretty while you try to ride his big cock, but he almost always has to help you because he’s so much bigger and stronger. he thinks that you’re the most gorgeous thing in the world.
⟢ you love watching his muscles flex under your fingertips. his chest and thighs are both so, so sensitive. he always whines a bit if you kiss and lick him there. cums almost instantly if your mouth so much as brushes his nipples while you’re stroking his cock, and he’ll nearly die if you suck on them.
⟢ the best aftercare you’ll ever receive. loves cockwarming if you’re okay with it, especially in the bath. it’s his favorite thing ever to have his big, thick length at home in your perfect little cunt.
⟢ goes out of his way to make sure that he has your favorite teas and snacks at his place.
⟢ begs u to spend the night every time.
is he fucking anyone else? — nah. this man is in love with you, he’s just too scared to say it out loud yet.
電気 ⸻ denki
⟢ denki is a switch and completely at your whim. his role might change, but he’s always a great time. he is usually submissive to you just because of his personality, but he’s always up for whatever you want.
⟢ you don’t even have to be mean to get him to beg — you could be giving him absolutely everything he wants, being so, so sweet to him, and he’s still a whimpering and crying mess just because he loves to be doted on.
⟢ he loves being choked :( and sucking on your fingers :( insane oral fixation that he usually satisfies by eating your pussy, eagerly fucking you with his tongue and sucking on your clit like it’s candy. he can and will stay there all morning, day, and night.
⟢ he is so good with his mouth, but even better with his fingers; probably the best on this entire list. he perfectly knows how to apply pressure and which spots to hit.
⟢ he loves overstim, both giving and receiving.
⟢ he’s never really acknowledged it, but he loves if you objectify him a little; praising his looks and how good he feels, with just a bit of dumbification and degradation to put him in his place — “nothin’ goin’ on in that pretty head of yours, huh, denks? lucky you’re so handsome, baby, just sit there and be good f’me.”
⟢ CRYBABY, and he’s so pretty when he cries. :(
⟢ accidentally called u mommy in bed once, and will absolutely do it again if you’re into it.
⟢ would give literally anything to be called your good boy.
⟢ his quirk accidentally goes off in bed sometimes. luckily the other boys have much better control over theirs, but denki just can’t help himself when he’s worked up :( you’ve never gotten hurt from it, and it actually feels good if it’s not too strong …
⟢ you’re usually the one giving aftercare because he absolutely will pass the fuck out after sex — mostly because he’s emotionally drained, not so much physically. you don’t really mind, though, because he’s just the cutest and he always makes you feel so good. but he is great at it when he does take care of you. :)
is he fucking anyone else? — yes, but you’re his favorite girl by far. he always reaches out to you first, but, c’mon … we all know that pro-hero denki is a slut.
焦凍 ⸻ shōto
⟢ poor sho. he is such a sweetheart. he’s inexperienced, but he trusts you enough to help him work through some of his relationship trauma.
⟢ it’s been a lot of trial and error so far to figure out your dynamics, but he leans towards being dominant because this man is a giver. but it’s shoto, and he is so nonchalant that he’ll also let you do pretty much whatever you want to him.
⟢ he was definitely quiet at first while you two were getting to know each other. he doesn’t always say much, but he’s gotten a lot more comfortable with his own sounds because of how much he loves to hear yours.
⟢ he praises you the entire way through — sometimes it’s a small, “feels good, angel” and reassuring touches, and other times he’s pouring his heart out to you over how good it feels because he can’t hold back anymore.
⟢ although he’s usually dominant, your praise drives him insane. none of your sweet words and compliments go unnoticed, and each one encourages him to fuck you harder and better.
⟢ if he’s ever particularly overwhelmed, you’re the one taking care of him, and the sex is so, so sweet, just letting him cry and feel his emotions. he’s still coming to terms with how broken he is, and you are the most comforting thing to him. he loves that he never has to worry about you judging him.
⟢ he especially loves your voice. he sometimes secretly jerks off during phone calls with you, and tries to play it off like he’s just tired and distracted. he’s too shy to ask about phone sex .. yet.
⟢ his favorites are missionary for intimacy, and prone bone for how good it feels. he loves trying new positions with you, though, so you never really know what to expect.
⟢ sho also loves eating your pretty pussy, but he’s still learning. this isn’t a bad thing, though — it’s actually kind of lucky because you get to teach him exactly how you like it.
⟢ clingy cuddler. he doesn’t usually fall asleep right away after sex because he wants to make sure that you have everything you need before he can settle in.
is he fucking anyone else? — yes, but only if you don’t pick up. shoto has a low sex drive, so it’s rare that he asks you, and even more rare that he asks someone else. he usually just takes care of himself if you can’t make it, and he’s thinking about you the entire time.
summary: your daughter has her dad bakugou all figured out! | just super fluffy and domestic.
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“papa, i know your secret!” announces your daughter to a very tired bakugou.
he tilts his head, trying to shake off the restlessness from patrol today.
“oh yeah, and what are my ‘secrets’ exactly princess?”
“you,” she says, booping his nose.
“have a crush on mama!” she finishes off, jumping up and down around him in excitement like she’s got her dad all figured out.
he stares at her for a second, then shakes his head and tries to fight the smile forming on his lips. he stabilises your daughter’s movements with his firm hands.
“you got me all figured out princess, you’re so smart,” he tells her, giving her all the positive affirmations so she grows confident like him.
“but don’t tell mama, okay?”
she gives him her pinky finger and nods seriously. bakugou instantly locks his pinky with hers, solidifying their pinky promise.
“i understand why you have a crush on her… even uncle deku broccoli hair blushes at mama!” states your daughter with the brightest smile, oblivious she’s triggered her father’s jealousy.
“broccoli hair? you’re just like your dad… giving everyone nicknames, and about this uncle deku blushing… how does he act around mama?”
“he just smiles and gasps every time she’s near…”
“right, right,” replies bakugou, playing around with your daughter while she hands him a toy tea cup to drink.
just then, you enter the room after your long relaxing shower. one look at you and bakugou has unintentionally fixed his posture and his hair.
your daughter comes closer to his ear, “papa, you’re being obvious, mama shouldn’t know…”
“what shouldn’t mama know?” you ask, offended at the fact that father and daughter are in on something.
“mama, you can’t tell anyone this, but papa has a crush on you!”
bakugou bursts out laughing and his contagious laugh makes you as well. you walk up to the two of them and their tea party, sitting on bakugou’s lap.
“thanks for telling me sweetheart, let’s hope papa never finds out i know!”
just then, your daughter giggles too and makes herself comfortable on your lap as well. bakugou hugs you two with both of his strong arms as you all enjoy every bit of this family bonding.
