#dina asks

Babe,

I am not sure what you expect from me. I am a very busy man. However, whenever I do get home, I expect you to be ready to fuck me at the drop of dime. I will not be gentle to you. You better expect my hands around your throat while I am thrusting deep in you. I expect you to be the good little slut you are and take anything and everything I give you. You do understand don’t you, princess? Only if you comply will I consider getting you something for a ridiculous holiday like Valentine’s day. I’ll see you whenever I am home next.

Everyone told you that you were dumb for dating a Pro hero. It was pointless since you'd most likely end up being alone most of the time or even worse, you'd be a widow. It was their negative comments that made you want to prove them wrong. Sure, you were a hero too, even if you weren't as well known as them.

So when you started dating Bakugo, all the negative comments were so much worse. 'He's so abrasive' or 'he's always so angry' were the first things people would say. Your favorite was, 'how could anyone like somebody like that?' the first few times you didn't pay any attention. You avoided people most of the time, but after you and he had been dating for nearly six months, you had enough.

The next person who said anything negative would get your wrath, so when the next person came up to you, you were really aggravated.

"What's it like dating a hero who acts like a villain?" They asked. You screwed your face in anger. Why did everyone suddenly have an opinion of him or your love life?

"Katsuki Bakugo is one of the smartest, amazing people I know. I am sorry that he isn't everyone's 'ideal' hero, but he is my ideal person. He is brave and puts himself in danger to save you, and the public constantly. That is what heroes do. If you think he's that terrible and deserves to be compared to a villain-" You were cut off by a pair of muscular arms wrapping around your waist.

"That's enough babe." He whispered low into your ear. The two of you hardly ran into one another when working, but when you did, he always made a show of it, letting everyone know that you belong to him.

You listened, turned on your heel, and left the civilians where they stood. You and he walked back to his apartment as quickly as you could. You were so angry and mad. When you got there, you felt a wave or relief wash over you.

Bakugo didn’t say a word, he left the room to shower while you made dinner. Something you always did when you were at his place. It just felt nice. You were waiting for dinner to finish when you felt Bakugo warp his strong arms around you once again. He pressed little kisses and nuzzles into your neck, biting and nipping here and there.

Growing a bit frustrated and frisky you turned around to properly kiss Bakugo, while your tongues intertwined, you could sense his hesitation.

“What’s wrong?” You asked him glancing over his face trying to read it.

“Nothing. I am just glad I have you on my side. Unlike those dumbasses.” He told you, but you didn’t believe him.

“I know you’re up to something…what is it?” You asked him unsure of what it was.

“I was thinking of doing something really dumb. It is not dumb for me, but maybe for you. I don’t even know if you like it, so if you say no. I will understand” He asked with a mix of hope and nervous in his voice.

“O…Kay?” You stood there uncertain of what he was about to say.

“I want to marry you.” He told you as he got down on one knee. It wasn’t how he planned it, but seeing you today solidified his feelings about you even more.

You stood there blinking for a moment. You were not sure if what he said was true, not because you didn’t feel the same, but you were not sure if he did. In your mind, you’d take him exactly as he was, could he do the same for you?

“Fuck! I knew it was too soon.” He muttered under his breath as he slowly turned away. His mumbling caught your attention, you saw him walking away sullenly.

You sat there on the couch, slightly pouting, knowing that if you did, Toji would give into you. You weren't asking for much... really.

So when you seductively crossed your legs and looked away, you saw him pout.

"Do you know what you're doing to me, baby girl?" He asked you while pouting, he knew you couldn’t resist his pout.

"Stop that. I know what you're doing." You replied hastily. A devlish smile crossed his face.

"You look so cute when you pout for me." He told you, the bulge in his pants increasing in length.

“I don’t do cute.” You told him as you got up and walked away. He grabbed you by the back of the neck and pinned you against the wall. His hot breath next to you ear.

“You know you look cutest when I am 8 inches (20.32 cm) deep in you, and you’re whining like a whore about how good it feels.” He told you in a low growl. You raised one eyebrow slightly, while he pressed his clothed, hardened cock into you.

“Show me how much of a good girl you can be for me.” He told you as he unzipped his pants waiting for you to start sucking his cock. You turned your face away from him.