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Bathroom stall

Bakugou Katsuki hates quickies

He’s a man that knows what he wants, that does everything in his power to get things done to the best they can be.

But when you two hadn’t had much time together in the last month due to the hero gala, meetings and patrol? He gets almost ichy- like he’s allergic to time away from you.

You miss him as well, he knows you do with the way your hands wonder a little when you kiss him goodbye before you both leave for work in the mornings. The not so subtle action of licking a spoon, ice pole or anything like that with your cheeks hallowed just a little more than needed while maintaining eye contact.The way your arse parks up against his groin at night while laying in bed even though you both know, yous are too exhausted to really do anything.

So when you both have a lunch break after attending the same meeting about hero ethics or some bullshit bakugou didn’t listen to? A quickie it was.

OlderBf!Kakashi x Shy!Reader

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OlderBf!Kakashi with his lovely, innocent, and shy girlfriend.

OlderBf!Kakashi who gets turned on by the sight of his precious baby doll in a baby pink laced lingerie set. Her hands shyly clasped behind her back as her thighs are squeezed together, trying to avoid his stoic intense gaze and the wet patch thats coating the fresh new bottom part of the set. He imagines bending your smaller figure over the sofa and fuck the innocence out of you as you moan cute nothings into the furniture’s pillows. Feeling nothing but ecstasy.

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OlderBf!Kakashi who makes you read his books to him as you ride him. His eyes watching how your face contorts into pain and pleasure from the stretch of his thick cock and the burn in your thighs as you try to continue bouncing up and down on him. Watching how your perky tits bounce up and down with each movement you make, trying so hard not to take matters into his own hands and fuck up into you wanting to see you struggle more with the words you try to articulate as clear as you could. “Sh-she then—ah!~ turns to..look at him..—mhh~ K-kakashi..S’ too much~” you murmur shyly. His eyes narrow in amusement as his grip on your ass becomes firmer. “Come on baby doll, i know you can do it. Just a few more pages, yeah?~”

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OlderBf!Kakashi likes to take you to the mall and let you buy anything you’d like with his card. He specifically likes when you drag him along inside the stores asking for his opinions on dresses and tops you find cute. Or when you drag him along inside the changing room, giving him a little show as you try on clothing pieces he picked out himself for you and the ones he finds personally cute. “What about this one shi?” You pick out a white spaghetti strapped sundress slightly putting it over your body to give him the vision youre seeing. He tilts his head a bit taking a good look at it, his gaze switching between the dress and the one he finds cuter on the rack beside you. “Maybe this color would look better on you?” He replied back taking the baby yellow version and putting it out in front of you to reassure himself.

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OlderBf!Kakashi who loves seeing his little girlfriend do housewife things like cooking, cleaning, etc. It gets him hard seeing you do the simplest tasks. Maybe it was how pretty and cute you looked while doing them or maybe it felt so domestic. For example, one day you were doing the laundry switching between folding the freshly dried clothes and putting the freshly washed clothes into the dryer. The way you hummed to the kamisama kiss intro while doing laundry just got him so rock hard. His cock twitching with need in his pants, which is probably why you ended up bent over the washing machine with kakashi’s thick cock abusing your tiny cunt and your walls clenching around him helplessly. “Shi!- m’ doing the- haah~ the laundry! F-fuck~ r-right there~” your soft sweet moans were just a boost of determination for him as he went faster. “Yeah? My pretty little girlfriend likes being fucked like the little slut she can be?~”

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OlderBf!Kakashi loooveeeess when you dress up. Kitty cat, nurse, a slutty little cop. You name it, he’ll fuck you in each outfit. His personal favorite is your nurse costume, with your perfect little ass showing a bit in the most perfect angles, your white knee-high stockings and your black mary jane one-inched heels making your legs look sexier than they already are, your cleavage on display for him. He loves it all.

Kakashi just came back from a mission, his sigh being heard from the kitchen as you were just finishing up washing dishes. “Baby doll?” His head peeks out from the doorfram of the kitchen as he spots you. Your head whips around to look at him, a soft smile displayed on your pretty face as you turned the sink faucet off and you dried your hands. “Hi baby” your soft voice made his shoulders relax, its been a long day for him and all he wants was you in his arms and maybe his cock stuffed inside your pretty little pussy or in between your plush thighs. He walks over to you wrapping his arms around your waist as he nuzzles his face into your neck murmuring “missed you..”

You smile and move your fingers to stroke his hair. “How was your mission?” You look at him, your head tilting slightly waiting for his answer. His hands slowly move down to your hips and eventually down to your ass, squeezing it a bit. “Tiring..I do have some booboos though~” You could feel his smirk against your neck as his face hasnt moved away yet. Concern took over your face as you pulled him away a bit. “Wh-what? Let me see? Are you bleeding?” He chuckles at your sudden panic and he calms you down by tucking a strand of your hair behind your ear. “Calm down baby doll. And no im perfectly fine but..you know exactly what I want.” His eyes looking deep into yours as his hands go back to their original position on your waist, his grip tightening a bit. Your face fell as you knew exactly what he was talking about looking back to the cabinet that held the certain thing he was talking about.

“Shi..Y-you haven’t eaten yet though..” you look down fiddling with your fingers as you squeeze your thighs together. This obviously doesnt go unnoticed by Kakashi and the good boyfriend he is, he lifts you up onto the counter and walks away without saying a word. He comes back not even few minutes later with a nurse outfit you usually wore for him when he was in that mood. Your face turns immediately red as you watch him come back with it, the outfit had some wrinkles here and there due to the way it was placed in the cabinet and the amount of times it was used but, who cares.

“Now, you could be a good girl and change into this and give me a small check up, or you could be a little pain in the ass and not change into it and we both dont get what we want. Deal?~” His voice was taunting and teasing but the worst part was that it was deep and soothing as well, you couldnt say no to him. Not when he sounded like this and looked at you with such a look in his eyes.

“O-okay..”

Unfortunately, he got his way. Your face pressed against the bed’s pillows, you writhe and moan into the silky material, the loud thap thap of kakashi’s hips slapping against your ass filling the room. One hand presses against your lower back and forces you into a deep arch. “Fuck.” He groans lowly. “Shi-! Ngh~ f-faster!!” Your whines fill the room as you start to reach your high, clenching on his cock, letting him know youre close.

“Youre so close baby..mh. Gonna let your boyfriend cum inside? Yeah?”

You nod vigorously. “Yes! Yes! Ohmygod!~”

||| Summary: Cole Walter never lets people in, not really. But it’s late, and you’re the only person who makes him feel safe enough to try.

||| Warnings: emotional vulnerability, hurt/comfort, fluff, Cole being bad at feelings, mention of absent parents (I know his parents are around in the show but it’s just for the plot)

||| Word count: 1,150

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It starts with silence.

The kind that settles soft over your bedroom like snow. No music. No talking. Just the quiet hum of the night and the creak of the house settling around you.

Cole doesn’t usually stay this late. He’s the type to make a joke, throw a pillow at your head, and disappear with some muttered excuse before it gets too real. Before he accidentally gives something away.

But tonight? Tonight he’s still here.

Sitting on your floor with his back against the side of your bed, long legs stretched out, hoodie sleeves pulled over his hands like he’s trying to disappear into himself.

You’re lying across the mattress above him, head hanging slightly over the edge, watching him. He doesn’t look at you.

“You ever think,” he says finally, voice low, “about how some people just… leave?”

It’s not a question he wants answered. Not really. It’s a test. A flicker of trust he might take back the second it’s acknowledged.

Still, you nod. Quiet. Careful.

“Yeah. I think about that a lot.”

Cole doesn’t say anything right away. His jaw clenches, but not like he’s angry. More like he’s holding something in.

You wait.

“I told Alex once I didn’t care when Mom left,” he mumbles. “Told him it was better without her. That I liked the quiet.”

You shift so your hand dangles off the side of the bed, fingers brushing his shoulder. “And do you?” you ask gently.

His eyes finally flick up to yours. “No.” That’s all he says. Just that. But it feels like everything.

Like a dam cracking open, not all the way, but just enough to let something through.

You sit up and slide off the bed, kneeling beside him. He doesn’t move away. Doesn’t flinch. His knee bumps yours.

“You don’t have to pretend with me, you know,” you whisper.

He exhales like that costs him something. Like it might undo him. Then, without saying anything, he leans into you. Not a full-on collapse. Not dramatic. Just enough.

His head rests on your shoulder. His fingers twitch like he’s not used to this, not used to being held.

You wrap your arms around him anyway. Gently. Steady. Like it’s the easiest thing in the world.

And maybe it is. For him, it always will be.

You don’t say you’re proud of him. Or that it’s okay. Or that he’s allowed to feel this way even though all of it’s true.

You just hold him. Because this is what he needs. The silence. The safety.

You.

And later, maybe tomorrow, maybe the next day, he’ll go back to being Cole Walter again. Sarcastic. Closed-off. Bulletproof.

But not tonight. Tonight, he let you see the boy underneath all of that.

And you’ll never forget the way that felt.

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