#tw:lactation

𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 - 𝐬𝐞𝐱𝐮𝐚𝐥 𝐚𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐚𝐥 𝐛𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐚 𝐨𝐟, 𝐯𝐢𝐞𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐨𝐫 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐢𝐩𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐧 𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠.

Kinktober masterlist.

Based on this silly post I made a while back!

Summary: Time alone with Bakugou has been few and far between since the birth of your son, the after affects of pregnancy have you feeling sore and lethargic- But your doting husband is more than willing to help you out.

Pairing: Bakugou Katsuki x f!reader.

Warnings: 18+, mentions of pregnancy, lactation, praise praise praise, breeding, creampie.

Word Count: 2.3k.

“Why does he get to do it?” Bakugou’s chest was pressed firmly against your back as he hovered over you to watch his son feeding before bed.

“Do what?” You hummed softly, leaning into the warmth of your husband as your son latched on.

“Suck on these,” Bakugou palmed your other breast as you whined softly, a subtle ache ebbing through you from how heavy your chest felt full of milk.

“Katsuki,” You shook your head, smiling softly at your husbands childishness, “He’s a baby.”

“And?” He scoffed, holding your hips gently as he caged you between your son and the crib, “I’m just fu- freakin’ saying’ I was here first.”

Bakugou stopped himself from swearing after the side glance you gave him, knowing your husband better than he probably knew himself. A subtle pout etched onto his ageing features, tired eyes staring down at you as he kneaded your sore breast for emphasis. You did feel guilty that you’d been neglecting your husband since childbirth, even though you knew you shouldn’t. Bakugou was the perfect husband and father, reassuring you that you were still the most perfect, beautiful woman in the room even now. But insecurities would often plague your mind, and finding very little time for yourself since your son had arrived into the world meant that these thoughts would continue to fester at the back of your mind.

“Can’t even remember the last time I had these to myself.” Bakugou continued. 

“There’s no way you’re jealous of your son,” You laughed, leaning into his touch as he began to gently sway you from side to side.

“Ain’t my fault he’s got the perfect life,” Bakugou smirked as he pecked your cheek, “What I wouldn’t give to fall asleep sucking on these.”

— cw: smut, mdni 18+, unprotected sex, pregnancy!kink, breeding!kink, fem!reader.

hnfhaj :(( kirishima who doesn’t listen to his friends when they tell him they hardly see him anymore!! because he’s too wrapped up between pro-hero work, his ever-growing pack of kids n his cute docile pregnant wife who’s raising the litter at home while he works !! 🥺

kirishima who would argue that he can’t help it ‘can’t leave the wife at home to do all the work,’ while bakugou, sero and kaminari roll their eyes and knock back their drinks. ‘can’t help to stop knocking up your wife every time she pops one out.’ they all laugh and share one more drink before the redhead parts ways with his long time friends, cock stirring in his pants during the drive home, at the thought of you at home, tucking your little ones into bed— breasts sore and swollen since you’re lactating around this time in your pregnancy, waiting for your eijirou to come home and help sort you out. he wouldn’t let you do it on your own, it’s the least he could do for you after you’ve carried so many of his children.

kirishima let’s himself breathe at the red light, ghosting his fingers over his heavy, aching, leaking dick as he thinks of you pliant for him and lying on your back— letting him massage your dull aches from the day after you’ve chased your four kids around the yard despite being so round with the fifth. you’d take his cock so well, so wet just from being looked after— it’s not all eijirou’s fault that you’ve been consistently round and full of his kids for the last couple years. oh no, you’re to blame for that as well.

when you look up at eiji with those big doe eyes, sparkling with diamond tears that clump in your lashes, when you pout at him and squeeze your sweet fertile pussy around the girthy meat of his fat wet cock— he can’t help it. it’s like you’re inviting him in, begging for more of him and his shaft that bullies your cervix and his thick, gloopy seed that sticks to your fertile walls and keeps giving him baby after baby after baby. you, yourself cry out for kirishima while his kids sleep soundly down the fall, clawing at his large hand that swallows your throat just as your cunt does his length with every deep thrust and rock of his hips so he’s that the mattress squeaks. “i want it eiji,” you say, you babble through hiccuped moans and the squelches of your sexes working together. “want your cum, wan’ ‘nother baby! don’t pull out—keep it in, want you to fuck another baby into me!” you squeal so loud, each and every time the pro hero makes sweet love to you— causing his fingers to shove deep into your naughty mouth and press down on your tongue to keep you quiet.

and how could he not give it to you? how wrong if him would it be to deprive his sweet wife of the cum, the babies she’s so desperately asked for. whether your pregnant or not, nine months along or still soft and swollen from the baby weight and breast milk— eijirou kirishima is hiking your thighs over his shoulders, forehead pressed to yours and breath laid against the seam of your lips. “you want it baby? you want it that badly?” you’re nodding, skin sweaty, cheeks wet and taking him so so deep that his cock’s leaking pre against your gummy walls. “such a good girl, i’ll give you anything you ask for, anythin’ you want. you want my babies? hold tight, i’ll give ‘em to you.”

he never pulls out either, keeping you plugged full of load after load, till your insides are white n your raw little pussy is frothed up with cum. of course that’s all kirishima thinks about on the drive home back to you and his wonderful kids.

Ahhh so many!

I feel like Bakugou definitely has an undercover CNC kink. And he thinks up all these sordid fantasies where he fucks you as Dynamight. This also plays into him liking roleplay in general, and I feel like calling him Dynamight in the bedroom is the quickest way to make him putty in your hands.

I also will completely thrust my piss kink on to him, and when you tell him that you want to try he’s really fucking embarrassed about it but he’s surprised how much he likes it. Takes a lot of convincing to let you hold his dick while he pees though— he ends up getting hard when you wrap your hands around him and then he can’t do it. That’s why I love those ideas where he hurts his arms so he can’t actually pee by himself so he needs you to help him.

Bakugou is also obsessed with lactation, but actually so is Kiri— and I feel like if you were lactating either guy would offer a taste of your breast milk to the other to try, even when you’re not dating them👀

Kirishima is biggest cuck known to man, and I feel like he’d love watching someone fuck his partner. Wants to see anyone from the Bakusquad split you open on their cocks, or have Mina completely degrade him while eating you out. Probably ties into a humiliation kink tbh.

Kirishima also has a thing for feet— the moment he sees cute toes in sandals or heels, or even just a sexy pair of boots he wants you to step on him. This man won’t last five minutes if you give him a foot job— and he probably ends up seeking out some kind of niche service for it online or something.

Shindou is biggest painslut. Whips, waxplay, knife play etc. He loves the fear aspect of it, but also how pretty your skin looks marked. He’s also more than happy giving and receiving.

Honestly I really wanna say Bakugou, but I feel like Kirishima had no idea how jealous he’d be until you had your first child.

Gets pouty when you push him away when your tits ache in the evening and he tries to make a grab for them- they were all his before the baby came along. Why do they get to latch on whenever they please but he’s not allowed to anymore? The biggest, fattest pout on his face as he watches them latch on instead of him.

This man is a nasty pervert and he’s constantly plotting ways to make you lactate even if you’re not pregnant. That splash of water that left a tiny wet patch on your grey shirt is enough to have his cock throbbing at the thought of your puffy nipples leaking with milk.

Kirishima praises whatever gods exist when you finally become pregnant, and he’s not even mad that it isn’t his. Not when you’re currently dating his best friend Sero— it means he’ll be right in the middle of the action as your breasts begin to get bigger in preparation for your birth, your tits leaking milk before you’ve even had the baby as Kirishima licks his lips at the sight. Practising pumping milk in the days leading up to your supposed birth day.

Sure, it’s pretty depraved thinking about one of his closest friends girlfriends like this when you’re in such a pure and ethereal state, but it’s not his fault. He can’t help the way his cock throbs every time you even talk about breast feeding, thankful the ladies chat had deemed him worthy enough to stay in the room as he sips his beer and listens to you all talk about milk and breasts. Trying his hardest not to cum in his pants when you palm your breasts and complain that they’re too heavy— now that is something he could help with.

Warnings: 18+, male induced lactation.

Thinking about Kirishima being intrigued by Sero’s wife using a breast pump while you chat to her in the kitchen, trying his best to avert his eyes and give her privacy but you were standing right there of course his mind was going to wander. Now thinking about one of your pretty tits encased in the pump as it squeezes your breast, pulling milk from your puffy nipples even though you’re not pregnant and you’re definitely not trying yet. Groaning as he thinks about the milk being just for him, shifting in his seat as he tugs at his pants, trying to hide his stiffy as he takes a swig of his beer, apologising when Bakugou shouts across the room to ask if he’s really even listening.

A couple of days later he comes home to a package, and even with your name on it he opens it, because Kirishima just can’t help himself- he’s just so nosey. Eyes widening when he notices the breast pump in the box, were you pregnant?

You catch him red-handed as his cheeks turn as bright as his hair, trying to stutter out apologies as he looks like a deer in headlights. Smiling as you take the pump from his hands, telling him that you know he was staring the other day.

“You know there are ways to induce lactation, do you wanna try?”

“But you’re not-” He’s so confused, bless him.

“It doesn’t matter, we can try it on you too you know.” You hum as you tug at his vest, pulling it up so it sits over his pretty tits as you push the pump against one of them, watching the way his thick black lashes flutter as you turn it on. His hands immediately flying to your hips as he grips hard. Not expecting for it to feel this good-

“H-how long does it take?” He rasps, trying desperately not to rut his hips against you.

“Hmm, it can take a few months- we might have to do this every day.”

The first time Kirishima’s tits begin leaking milk you don’t even need to use the pump, noticing the little circle of moisture soaking his grey shirt as he works out. Your eyes catching it before he does as you stop him with a hand on his chest, whining low in your throat when you make him pull the fabric up over his head, squeezing his pec that has definitely got bigger since you’d started this little experiment. Your head spinning when you notice the bead of milk that glistens against his puffy nipple, squeezing the fat of his pec as it begins to ooze from him. Unable to resist leaning forward to latch your lips around it, sucking hard as you taste him. Kirishima’s entire body almost falls forward at the sensation, barely able to catch himself before he’s got a large palm splayed against the wall. Harsh breaths leaving his lips as he feels you hum around his tit, shamelessly grinding yourself against his thigh as you suck his nipple hard. Certain his cock is so hard it could cut through his baggy sweats as he lets out a groan from deep in his throat, everything felt so overwhelming. Rolling your tongue around it as you taste him on your tongue, reluctantly pulling away as you reach up to bring him down into a kiss so he can taste himself.

Once he’s got a taste for it, you know he’s going to be absolutely insatiable and completely obsessed.

Pawing at your tits in public like a starved baby, uncaring that people are watching him grope you through your shirt. His lips pressed against the shell of your ear as his warm breath fans your skin, “Wanna suck them, Princess. Need to taste you. Please-”

You could just be sitting watching a show together when he’ll tug down your top just to expose one tit, circling the bud until he feels it harden beneath his touch, moving his lips down to suction around it. You could just sit there and watch the rest of the show, one hand carding through his hair while he semi-watches with you. Still more focused on your tits than anything else as he suckles them softly. Pulling away when he’s done with the tiniest bit of milk dribbling down his chin, licking his lips like he’s had a hearty meal before pulling you into a languid kiss. Tasting yourself on his tongue as he groans into your mouth, “You taste so good, Princess. Can’t get enough of ya.”

Almost loses his shit when he notices your nipples have leaked through one of his oversized Dynamight shirts, noting the darkened wet patches on the fabric. The sight making his cock throb beneath his sweats as he’s already pulling the hem of the shirt up to have a taste. “Look at the mess you’re makin’, Princess. My messy fuckin’ girl.” His hands on you simultaneously making more of a mess as he chastises you, “Am I gonna have to help ya clean this up? Dirty girl.”

You don’t have to do anything when he’s like this except lay back and take it. His fingers kneading the supple skin as he watches milk ooze from your nipples. Using the pad of his thumb to rub it around your darkened areola before lifting the digit up to your lips, slipping it into your mouth as he lays it flat on your tongue. His fingers under your jaw as he bends his thumb at the knuckle, pressing down on your tongue as you wrap your lips around his digit and begin to suck. Tasting yourself on his skin as vermilion eyes watch you from above.

Sometimes he practically has you suffocate him with your tits, getting you to hover over his body while he’s laid on the bed. Your tits hanging above him perfectly as he nuzzles them. Squeezing at your mounds to try and produce milk so he can have it dribble directly into his eager awaiting mouth.

Even though he prefers inducing it himself, trying out the breast pump with you gives him more possibilities. Watching as it slowly pumps the little milk your body can produce without pregnancy into the clear glass vial, his cock standing to attention as the suction cup of the pump attaches to your breast. Squeezing the fat into the machine as it does it’s job, sucking your milk from your round tits. When he moves the pump to the other breast his lips are already on you in an instant. Lapping at the residue leaking out of your nipple that the pump left, a taste of what’s to come as he watches the same actions repeated on the other side.