ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 take a break, baby
1.9k ~ bkg x f!reader, smut 18+ minors dni - f receiving oral, kissing… i think that’s it.
a loud rattle of the front door being tugged open forces your eyes to flick away from the mountain of paperwork in front of you. you can hear the sound of katsuki’s shoes being roughly taken off with a tired grunt before you see him.
he has a soft, dopey smile on his face. blond hair still damp, clinging to his forehead, probably from taking a shower at the agency after his patrol. he's dressed in a grey cotton t-shirt and black jogging bottoms which are slung low on his hips.
there’s a flicker of concern in his eyes when he sees the state you’re in.
you’re curled up on the cream sofa, one knee tucked to your chest, chin resting on it, looking down with resentment at the paperwork in your hand. on the coffee table in front of you, piles of paper are sprawled across it, your laptop also resting there, displaying more black and white text.
your pretty bare face is all scrunched up, eyebrows knitted together. frustratingly, you're tugging at the collar of your shirt, as it keeps falling down, exposing your cute bra strap to him.
he exhales through his nose.
‘baby, you're still doin’ this shit?’
‘I know, I know-’ your words are tripping over each other, ‘it's just I need to do this by tomorrow for 2 and then I have this meeting at 3, which I'm really not prepared for, and if I don't…’
‘hey.’ katsuki's voice cuts through yours.
you finally let out a long sigh, and brush your fingers through your hair, leaning back onto the sofa, looking upwards at the ceiling.
‘I just-’ you rub your eyes, frustrated. ‘need to get this done.’
he just stares at you for a second with a sigh, his face softening up at the sight of your pouting face.
‘how long you been sittin’ here?’
‘since like three or something? why does it matter, I just need-’
he slowly approaches and plucks the paperwork straight out of your hands and you look up in disbelief.
‘katsuki-’
‘nope’ he stacks the paper messily and holds them away from you. ‘no more today, let's get you some sleep.’
‘I can't take a break’
‘you can,’ he says flatly. ‘cause you’re two seconds from cryin’ over some fuckin’ spreadsheet baby.’
‘no I'm not-’ your voice wobbles as you whine. you reach out, grabbing his solid arms in an attempt to grab the paper back.
his expression softens as he catches tears beginning to prick at the corners of your eyes out of frustration. he crouches in front of you, big warm hands sliding over your bare thighs, thumbs rubbing slow circles.
‘what's this all about baby? what's goin’ on.’
‘I just feel behind and I don't know, just stupid and-’ you trail off slowly, still not being able to meet katsuki's crimson eyes.
he leans up and presses a slow kiss to your hairline, hands still caressing you.
‘shut up,’ he mutters gently. ‘you're smart as hell. just tired, that's all.’
you slump, your own hands coming to meet the ones resting on your lap. he nudges his nose against your temple. gently, he tugs you to your feet keeping his comforting hand around your waist.
‘we’re going to bed,’ he pauses. ‘no complaining.’
his hand stays firm on your back, steering you down the hallway. the apartment’s quiet, you can only hear the low hum of the fridge. as he leads you to the bedroom you already feel lighter.
he sits you on the edge of the mattress as he kneels in front of you, once again his big hands rest on your thighs. the lamp sitting on the bedside table covers katsuki's face in a warm, orangey glow. gorgeous. You know he's gorgeous, but in this light, looking up at you with his sharp eyes and his lips glossy, you get reminded for the hundredth time.
‘y’know all that work’ll still be there tomorrow,’ he says quietly. ‘you won't be, if you keep pushin’ yourself like this.’ his lips curl into a smirk at his own comment.
a smile creeps on your face and you pout down at him. you place your hands on his warm, broad shoulders, ushering him up to the bed for a hug. he sits beside you and brushes under your eye softly to catch the few stray tears gathered there.
‘just let me take care of you for once, yeah?’
you hum in response, hands absentmindedly reaching for your soft shirt. he reaches for your waist and pulls your shirt over your head - he knows you usually get hot in bed. his hands skim your sides, you exhale shakily.
‘so pretty baby.’ he mutters. your face heats and you shyly smile. he pats the bed beside him which makes you smile a little, treating me like I'm his pet or something. you lie down anyway and let out a relaxed sigh.
his chest hits your back and his arm is wrapped tightly around your waist. his other hand slides up into your hair, lightly stroking at your hairline. he adjusts the duvet around you, making sure you're all comfy and tucked in.
eventually, your breathing has slowed and eyes half closed. you feel every slow exhale from katsuki ghost across the nape of your neck. he's so warm against you like this, it makes you melt into him, especially now his thumb is tracing lazy shapes over your hip.
‘... better?’ he murmurs against your hair.
‘mhm’
‘good.’
his nose brushes the back of your neck and then your shoulder. his hand slides from your hair down to your arm. slow, faint touches up and down.
it makes you shiver, and of course he notices immediately. you hear a quiet huff of a laugh against your skin.
‘cold?’ he asks teasingly.
‘... no.’
he grips you tighter until there's no space between you at all. he presses sleepy kisses to your shoulder, then up to your neck, and finally the apple of your cheek. it makes you feel warm inside, you tilt your head back.
‘kiss me,’ you mumble, half turning towards him.
he replies with a cocky smile. his arm slides under you and he gently rolls you onto your back, he hovers over you. now face to face, you suddenly feel flustered. he has one hand braced beside your head. his hair falls over his face, perfectly framing his pretty features. he leans down, lips brushing together softly, like he's testing how far you want to go.
his hand slides to your jaw, thumb stroking your cheek, now kissing you hard. it leaves you both breathless, you can feel the passion coming from him.
you sigh into him, fingers curling into his shirt pulling him closer. his weight settles more fully over you, chest pressing to yours now, his thick warm thigh sliding between your legs. he sneaks one of his hands over your cotton bra, you whimper softly into his mouth and he swallows the sound.
‘so fuckin’ cute,’ he almost snarls, hands holding your sides firmly, pressing you into the sheets. his thumb skims under the band of your bra, like he's testing how easily it'll slide off.
‘can I…’ he says quietly, he has some shyness in his face, not meeting your eyes as his face heats up. you nod too quickly at that, he smirks at your reaction.
big hands slide underneath you, unhooking your bra easily, and then he slides it off your arms.
he swallows hard at you lying on his bed, now exposed. you're only left in your little cotton shorts. he's seen you like this countless times before, but this time, with this sleepy look, messy hair sprawled across the pillow, you look even more gorgeous.
‘take it off, please? wanna feel you.’ you whine, as you tug on the edge of his shirt. a small groan slips out of his mouth and he tugs it over his head quickly. you bring your hands to his shoulders softly caressing them, breathless.
he leans in once more, at first just a lazy press of his mouth against yours. his mouth tilts deeper this time and he uses one hand to caress your breast. you whimper into the kiss as he starts teasing your nipple, occasionally pinching it, just to watch you writhe.
softly, he pulls away, lowering himself to place gentle kisses at your chest, arms and then stomach. breathless, you grab at his hair, the anticipation of what he's going to do next catching up to you.
he looks up to you with his beautiful, pleading ruby eyes as he plays with the waistband of your sleep shorts. you let out an embarrassing moan as you nod. once your shorts are off he groans, pulling you towards him, positioning himself between your legs. he rubs up your thighs and kisses over your cute underwear.
‘these are pretty baby.’ he slurs, now toying at the pink bow on the waistband. you can't help the soft moans spilling out of you, even when he hasn't even done anything yet.
teasing you, he licks right over your center over the cotton barrier. pathetically you whine, grabbing his hair again, pushing him against your covered pussy. eventually, he stops his teasing and roughly pulls off your underwear.
with no warning, he starts licking into you like a starved man. he laps up your wetness, almost making out with your sweet pussy. you can feel the vibrations of him humming and moaning in pleasure, which makes the sensation feel even better. he draws out his movements, taking his time with you. his thumb starts playing with the hood of your clit, making you moan into the pillow beside you. he watches your pussy clench up and caresses your thighs as they start to shake.
‘katsuki, ‘m close,’ you drawl out, head lolled to the side.
‘do it for me, baby,’ he starts sucking directly on your clit, ‘make a mess.’
you start thrusting your hips into his face weakly, desperately grabbing at his hair as the sensation becomes too much. your other hand grabs the sheets beside his head, trying to ground yourself. he interlaces his fingers in yours and softly squeezes your hand.
‘c’mon baby, let it all out.’ he groans into your pussy, still diligently eating you out.
you can feel yourself edging closer and closer with every messy lick and kiss. eyes roll into the back of your head and your back arches off the bed with a whine. he watches you clamp down and your moans fade to heavy breathing, your hand reluctantly lets go of his sweaty hand, coming up to push at his head. he’s placing soft kisses on your clit and folds.
‘too much, katsuki, too much.’ you say softly.
you close your eyes allowing yourself to bask in the pleasure, he puts your underwear back in place and moves up the bed to lay beside you. katsuki spoons you again, breathing slow against your shoulder, hair ticking your cheek.
‘… do you want me to make you feel good too?’ you mumble sleepily. ‘If you want-‘
‘tch, no. just… go to sleep.’ he tugs you into him, tightening his arms around you.
he presses kisses into your hair, his fingers trace lazy lines over your stomach.you can feel yourself melting into him, your breath slowing and your eyes fluttering shut.
‘thats it, just rest baby.’ he sleepily whispers against your neck.
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