✨A Mess✨

It was an accident really.

He didn't mean to look through the slightly ajar door of your room.

It was his curiosity, and hero-instinct, what moved him to make sure you were okay once he heard pants and whines coming from your room. And he was oh so thankful that said instinct made him only peek, rather than barging in like a bull.

What he didn't predict was that these noises forming from within your throat, made him get hot, hotter than usual.

His eyes growing wide at the sight before him, his mouth gaping. Never in his life had he seen you in such light. So tantalizing, and so so tempting.

Your fingers disappearing into you tight, wet hole made his fingers clench around nothing, wanting so bad to be the one who made those moans bounce off the walls instead of your hand.

But, he would take whatever was available, so his hand moved towards his pants, where his cock strained against them. His breath hitched when his palm connected with his erection.

Turning his head around to make sure nobody was near-it would be humiliating if someone saw what he was about to do, in fact he would rather die-He couldn't contain himself and the attractive sight wasn't helping. He unbuttoned his pants, moving them down a bit to free his hard cock.

A hiss escaped him when his hand wrapped around his length, pumping up and down slowly at first, then gaining speed to match with you fingers.

His unoccupied hand flying to his mouth to muffle his groans, almost biting into it. And his gaze fixed on your fingers, going in and out. He was sure that if he was in there, he would make you reach your peak much faster, and multiple times, and hopefully you would help him with his little problem in return.

He wondered if you knew how to use your mouth, or if your cunt would be able to accommodate his cock. He would make it fit anyway, even if your tears streamed down your face, even if you begged for him to slow down.

"Fuuuck~"

All of these thoughts and your seductive body, brought him closer to the edge, but he held himself back hoping to orgasm with you. And apparently, you were close, your whines and moans grew louder by the minute. His hand fisting his cock a bit tighter, and hips growing more erratic.

"Kat-Katsuki!~"

With that he reached his peak with a strained groan, his cum coating his fist.

While he tried to catch his breath, his gaze fixed on you, to see you in the same boat as him, tired and sweaty but satisfied, and even then, he thought you were captivating, your face glowing, chest raising up and down and your sweet cu-

Hold on..

Bakugo's fiery determination was matched only by the intensity of his love for you. As the two of you strolled hand in hand through the park, his grip was firm yet gentle, a silent reassurance that he would always be there for you.

The sun cast a warm glow over the surroundings, and laughter filled the air as children played nearby. Bakugo's usual scowl softened into a rare smile as he watched their carefree antics. His crimson eyes flickered to you, his partner, and his heart swelled with affection.

"Oi, dumbass," he muttered, his voice laced with tenderness. "You're lucky I'm putting up with all this mushy crap."

You chuckled, leaning closer to him. "Oh, really? And why is that?"

He huffed, a faint blush dusting his cheeks. "Because... because I can't stand the thought of anyone else having you. You're mine, got it?"

Your heart skipped a beat at his possessive yet endearing words. Wrapping your arms around his waist, you nuzzled against his side. "I'm all yours, Katsuki."

A rare, genuine smile spread across Bakugo's face, lighting up his features like a supernova. He leaned down, capturing your lips in a sweet, lingering kiss. The world around you faded away, leaving only the warmth of his touch and the sound of your beating hearts.

As you pulled apart, Bakugo's gaze softened, his voice barely above a whisper. "I love you, idiot."