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You sighed contently, snuggling even closer to your boyfriend as you laid on his bed, lazily watching the show on your T.V. Bakugou huffed softly but cracked a small smile at your movement, finding it cute that you enjoyed being this close to him, not that he would tell anybody that. He’d have to kill himself first. It was a lazy day, in all honesty. You both had planned to go out and enjoy the nice weather that had been gracing the city as of late, but just as you were pulling on your shoes, thunder rang out from the sky above. So you guys stayed in, more than happy to just bask in each other’s company. You were laying on his bed, him sitting up and his back pressed to the headboard, eyes lazily flicking over the contents of his phone. Your back was to his chest, comfortably cozying your way into his warmth, a content smile on your lips. Growing tired of the show, you yawned softly, the smallest noise barely passing by your lips. Smiling gently, you turned around so your face was to his chest. Laying your head there, you got comfortable and breathed in his scent. The warm scent of burnt sugar and marshmallow greeted your nose, and you sighed, burrowing your face even deeper into his chest. He shot an annoyed look down to you, and feeling his eyes burn holes on the top of your head, you looked back up, (e/c) meeting crimson red, a sheepish smile on your lips.“Sorry babe, you’re just so comfortable and warm.” You said, slightly embarrassed. Turning to plant your face into his chest again, you continued. “Plus you smell fucking amazing.” He snorted lightly at that, and he felt your lips stretch into a smile through the thin fabric of his tank top. “Of course I smell fucking good. What do you expect me to do, not take showers like that shitty grapehead?” He exclaimed, brows pulled together in annoyance at just the thought of their lecherous classmate. You smiled again, eyes growing heavy as you listened him grumble, barely catching words like “Stupid fucking class” and “I bet I even smell better than fucking Deku”. Slowly, you fell asleep, wrapped up in his comfortable warmth.It was only when he heard your slight snores that he stopped in his Deku-esque muttering, (about 30 minutes later, believe it or not. He can get pretty into it if let long enough). Eyes trailing down to your sleeping figure. He was about to say something, his loud outburst sure to wake you up, but when your hands gripped his shirt lightly, nuzzling softly into him again that he stopped himself, words caught in his throat.A small blush surfaced on his cheeks, and he couldn’t tear his eyes away as he scanned your whole body as you slept. Trailing over the soft curves of your hips that were scantily clad with paper thin pajama shorts, they ran down the expanse of your legs, looking so soft and smooth in the dim lighting of the room. The only things to be heard was the soft pitter patter of the rain hitting the balcony outside, the dull murmuring of the T.V in the background, and his rapidly beating heart.With a gulp, he brought his eyes back up, and they followed up and over the curve of your ass and through the arch of your back. The back that he’s seen arch with pleasure in his dreams, your soft and heady moans filling the air, your eyes teary with lust and pleasure…He shook his head hard, his face now prominently on fire as he attempted to physically banish those thoughts from his mind. There was no way… Absolutely no way you’d ever go that far with him. That’s why it was a dream. Nothing but a dream. You both were still pure in the sense of the word.The farthest you guys have ever gotten was him fingering you, which only happened once, mind you. He can remember that night rather vividly actually, his cheeks and even the tips of his ears burned bright red as he soon became lost in his memories. _____
Your breaths were laboured, teeth biting into the flesh of your hand as your eyes screwed shut, ears straining to hear the possible sound of footsteps approaching your hidden location. But it was hard to hear anything past the prominent squelch that sounded from in between your legs, your boyfriends finger’s working away at you, his lips at your neck. Your gym pants pooled at your ankles, his hand behind your underwear, which were soaking.
He smirked smugly when he heard your breath hitch when his fingers grazed a particular spot within you, growing over-confident in his abilities. He looked back up at your face, and he inhaled sharply, his pants feeling impossibly tight at the sight before him. Your eyes were hooded, (e/c) orbs glazed over with overstimulation and lust. Your hand had left your mouth, lips puffy from his rough kissing and parted slightly in dazement.
Your (s/c) cheeks were painted with a blazing blush, and Bakugou couldn’t help himself. He lunged forward, roughly attacking your mouth with his as his hand sped up, thumb now working on your clit. You cried against his mouth, hands coming up to clamp tightly on his shoulders as he pressed his body against yours, effectively pinning you against the lockers. Tears began pooling and falling from your eyes, the pleasure becoming too much for you.
“K-Katsuki-” He pinned your mouth against his, and you cried out again, hands fisting his shirt. It was too much, too much… He was being too rough…
Steeling your nerves as best as you could, you took a deep breath, and using your quirk, you shouted. “KATSUKI ENOUGH!” Shocked by the force, your boyfriend was propelled backwards, toppling over the locker room bench behind him, landing on his ass. His eyes were wide, red staring at you as you huffed, cheeks still stained red as you attempted to get your breath back, eyes still teary.
___________ Bakugou’s cheeks now burned equally with arousal and shame. After you had explained to him what had happened, he refused to touch you intimately since then. Hell it took you coaxing him for hours to finally kiss you. On the cheek. It’s been 3 months since then, and now he’s well comfortable again to hug and kiss you, but that was the extent of it. He refused to, he was scared of being too rough, to hurt you again…While he was mentally fighting with himself, you blearily opened your eyes, head coming up from its place on his chest, yawning lightly. You were woken up from his violent head shaking earlier, so now your blurry gaze was focused on him. Finally, after a few moments, your eyes finally focused, and you looked up at your red boyfriend, his eyes unfocused and his cheeks flushed. Finding him cute, you were soon caught in your own thoughts, the topic the same as his, unknowingly. You know that he didn’t mean it, and you wanted to do the deed just as badly as him, you were just… wary. Not scared of him, per se, just worried that he would be too rough with you, especially during your first time. But you had confidence in Bakugou and in yourself. You knew he would treat you like how you wanted him to, but there was no telling if both of you were scared to initiate it in the first place. Looking up to him, your eyes made contact with his lips. The lips that were incredibly soft and plush, melding to yours oh so perfectly every time you kissed. Cheeks glowing, you finally made up your mind. Huffing slightly, you lifted your head and pressed your lips to Bakugou’s.He immediately snapped out of his mental reverie, eyes growing wide at your sudden boldness before melting into the kiss, his hands dropping his phone and coming to rest on your sides. You hummed happily into the kiss, glad that he was actually reciprocating it instead of pulling away.So you pushed it.Keeping your lips still locked in a tango, you crawled into his lap, ass pressed firmly on top of his groin. He hissed, breaking away from your lips from the feeling. You breathed hard, trying to compose yourself. It didn’t last long though. Bakugou’s head surged forward, his lips attaching themselves to your neck, his mouth making quick work of you.You moaned lightly, hands threading themselves into his ash blonde hair, tugging lightly at the roots. He growled, his teeth nipping even more urgently at the soft flesh of her neck. You gasped lightly, losing yourself in his ministrations. Boldly, his hands trailed up and under your tank top, running up the expanse of your stomach to grope your bare breasts, you not having worn a bra because you knew you weren’t going out today.He fingers quickly found your pert nipples, tugging on them gently to elicit some form of noise out of you. You squealed, not expecting the sudden attack on your flesh. This caused him to chuckle against your skin. Your face was ablaze, and a chord was suddenly struck within you. Huffing, a devious plan suddenly hatched in your mind, and you grinned evilly. Composing your face, you tugged his hair to face his head back to you, and you locked your lips with his again, teeth nipping lightly at his bottom lip.Slowly and sensually, you began moving your mouth down from his lips, trailing kisses along his jaw and down his neck. Bakugou panted slightly, his eyes watching you with curiosity at what you were planning. Once you got to the top of his chest, the rest of his skin covered by his tank top, you growled slightly, and tugged at the bottom of his shirt, urging it upwards with clear intent of having him remove the offending article. He shot you a worried look, like he was unsure of going this far, and it made your heart swell with the fact that he seemed worried about how you felt in the situation.You gave him a soft look with your (e/c) eyes, telling him it was okay. He held your gaze for what seemed like forever, an internal conflict dancing behind his eyes. Finally he sighed, pushing your hands away to pull his tank top off. You cheered, and he grinned as he threw the shirt to god knows where in the room.So you began your little trek down his chest again, leaving hickies all over the expanse of his Adonis-like body, his little grunts and slight pants leaving a warm and aching feeling in between your legs. You continued down until you got to his pants, lips at the top of them, and with a smile on your face and mischief in your eyes, you popped open his button and began dragging his zipper down with your teeth.Alarm shot through Bakugou as he realized what you were doing, and he immediately began to object. “Oi!” He barked, “What the fuck do you think you’re doing-”.“Hush.”Activating your Quirk, the sound waves that left his lips solidified, and you used them to pin him down, immobilizing him from attempting to push you away. Obviously, he began struggling, wiggling and jerking his hips away from you in an attempt to deter you from your task. “Now, now, Katsuki.” You purred, locking his legs down to the bed and using your arms to push his hips down. “I think after all this time of leaving me on edge and to deal with my urges myself-” He flushed, eyes looking away from you as an adorable pout settled on his lips. “-I think it’s time I return the favour.” As your hand moved to pull his pants down, he snapped his head back, eyes wide when he realized you were serious. “Y/N- I-I don’t think-”.His voice died out as hot embarrassment washed over him as you pulled his boxers down with his jeans, his rock-hard erection springing forward, glad to be free of its confinements. You looked at it in awe, studying it’s above then average length and sizeable girth. New nervousness began edging its way into you again, your confidence from before waning. Bakugou grew restless as he watched you stare at his member, anxiety flooding his system. “Don’t just stare at it, shitty girl!” He finally snapped, thoroughly embarrassed now. Snapping out of your reverie, you filled yourself with courage, and mustered up the strength to put on another sexy face. Hooding your eyes, you locked gazes with him as you gripped his cock and pulled it toward you lightly, tongue darting out to give it a lick.Immediately Bakugou reacted, a slight hiss escaping his lips. Taking this as a good sign to continue, you gave it another lick, this time from his base to the tip, making sure to go slow. His hips bucked up again slightly, and finally, you brought the tip into your mouth, sucking on it gently before running your tongue around it. Bakugou threw his head back, marveling at the moist softness of your mouth.“Shit, (Y/N). Do that again!” He groaned, and you complied, happy you were bringing him pleasure. So you slipped more of him into your mouth and began bobbing your head, your hand pumping whatever your mouth couldn’t get. Between sucking and bobbing your head, your control on the restraints weakened enough for Bakugou to break free. His hands immediately flew to your hair, and you froze, thinking he would pull you off.But instead, he tangled his fingers in your hair and began bobbing your head for you, moving you to match the pace he desired. Curses and pleasurable grunts flew around the room, accompanied by the wet sound on his cock entering and leaving your mouth. You shuddered, the wetness pooling in your panties growing. You never knew that letting Bakugou have his way with you would feel so good like this.Meanwhile, Bakugou was barely containing himself as he bobbed your head on his cock. He knew of the stories his friends told him, but nothing compared to this. Feeling that familiar warm coil tightening in him, he pulled you off of him roughly, his cock slipping from your lips with a loud and wet pop!A thin string of saliva connected you to him, your cheeks flushed and your chest heaving. To him, the sight of you was irresistible, and he pounced on you, forcing your back to hit the bed, a gasp forcing its way past your lips. “K-Katsuki…” You attempted weakly, but he covered your mouth with his hand, his free one absolutely tearing your pajama shorts off your body, throwing the shreds behind him. A shiver ran down your spine, arousal growing at the show of strength while a tiny voice in the back of your head protested against the destruction of your favourite shorts.Tugging your panties down to your knees, he ducked under them and settled himself in between your thighs, his warm breath hitting your exposed and dripping sex. You whined, and he smirked up at you. “Now, now, (Y/N).” He mocked, eyes ablaze with lust. “You treated me so well just now…” You whimpered, feeling more wetness rush from your core. “You better let me return the fucking favour.” He growled, and dove in, tongue lapping at your folds.You squealed, thighs instinctevely closing. Bakugou didn’t mind, moaning to himself at the taste of your juices in his mouth. He wrapped his arms around your thighs, pulling your knees over his shoulders, feet dangling and ruined panties at your feet. You moaned unabashedly now, hands finding purchase in Bakugou’s hair, tugging harshly.He continued lapping at you, lips wrapping around your clit and sucking hard. You swore you saw stars as you panted, cheeks burning. “K-Katsuki!” You moaned out, and he groaned at how beautiful his name sounded spilling from your lips. This only emboldened him even further, and he went even rougher, determined to make you fall apart.You were moaning heavily now, mewls and whimpers filling the room as Bakugou ate you like a man on death row. You opened your eyes, gaze trained on the shadows cast onto the ceiling from the T.V., feeling that familiar coil tighten in your gut. “Katsuki...I-I’m...ah...hng-gonna…” You moaned, and he growled, suddenly shoving two fingers into your core at once.You screamed, eyes screwed shut as you orgasmed, your body twitching violently. Bakugou’s mouth never left you, working you gently through your orgasm. Finally coming down from your high, you felt Bakugou remove his pants and boxers completely, adjusting himself to wear his hips lined up with yours. It was only when you felt his tip knock against your clit that you suddenly let all of your weariness surface, your bravery from earlier vanishing.“W-wait! Wait wait wait!” You exclaimed, and Bakugou immediately froze, scared he somehow hurt you. He looked to your face, your eyes downcast and a nervous frown on your lips. He brought his hand up and cupped your cheek, forcing you to look him in the eye. “We don’t have to do this if you don’t want to.” His straining erection said otherwise, but his eyes shone with the truth. It was rare to see him so concerned, it melted your heart.“No, no, I want to.” you began meekly. “I’m just… afraid you might… hurt me.” You finished shyly, shame coloured across your cheeks. “Y’know, cuz you’re rough…”. His heart ached at how weak and nervous she was, her shy demeanor peering through again. He shook his head and laughed lightly, causing you to turn your gaze towards him.“If you wanted me to fuck you gently, you should've just said so, you stupid girl.” You smiled brightly at him, and giggled. Tenderly bringing his lips to yours, you kissed tenderly, lips moving slow and intensely against one another. Bakugou’s other hand nudged your legs apart and he settled himself snugly between your legs, his cock weeping at this point. You broke apart, and with weariness of the pain to come, you nodded your consent to him, bringing your hands up to cover your face. Gulping nervously, he pumped himself a bit, and guided himself to your quivering slit. Thrusting his hips forward gently, he missed completely, sliding up your lips and hitting your clit instead.He growled and tried again, missing again as well. You peaked through your fingers as you watched him struggle.“What the fuck?! I was just there a moment ago…”. He swore under his breath. This time, he guided himself to it, and gently began pushing himself forward. His tip began pushing through, and a sharp pain rang out through you, causing you to scrunch your face up in pain. Bakugou froze, but you placed your hand on hiship, urging him forward gently. “D-don’t stop… I’ll be fine.”“How are you gonna be fine if I’m hurting you?!” He protested, eyebrows screwed up in worry and anger. Anger at himself. Angry that he can’t even fuck you properly without fucking up.You rested your hand on his cheek, and his inflicted eyes met yours. “You can’t hurt me on purpose, Suki.” You smiled. “You aren’t hurting me.” You pressed a sweet kiss to his lips.“Love me kindly.”Resigned, he pushed forward again. And after several minutes of relaxation and murmuring support and praise for you taking him so well, he finally bottomed out, filling you to the hilt. You panted softly, never feeling so stretched and full in your entire life. Growing tired of him being still, you experimentally rocked your hips against his, gasping at the pleasure that shot through your veins. “Shit!” Bakugou cursed, feeling overwhelmed. You were so tight… so warm…“Katsuki… m-move!” You begged, and he complied eagerly, rocking his hips lightly against yours. You both moaned, and you wrapped your legs around his hips, locking your feet together. His hands gripped your hips, and he bucked into you again, and you moaned out.“Love me, Katsuki.” You whispered out, pleasure dancing around your vision. “I’m all yours.”That’s where he lost control. Gripping you tightly, he began fucking you into his mattress, his teeth finding purchase in your neck. You wailed, fingers scratching down his back as you took every thrust. His hips snapped against yours in the most delicious way, his hips grinding against your clit every couple of thrusts.True to his word, Bakugou never hurt you. He never bit you too hard or gripped you particularly rough. He was just right. His groaned into your neck, his hips beginning to stutter against you, beginning to reach his peak. You were close too, the coil in your stomach growing taut. Your hands gripped Bakugou’s shoulders for dear life, relishing the way he filled you up so completely. His moved his gaze towards you, and his heart nearly stopped, eyes growing wide.Your eyes were wide, cheeks red with lust and exertion. Your back arched when he hit a certain spot within you that made you see stars, tears at the corner of your eyes, heady moans filling the air… Gritting his teeth, he threw all caution to the wind, and tugged one of your legs up and over his shoulder, hammering into you with all he had left, his hand coming down to rub your clit swiftly, bringing you to the edge. Your eyes widened, and you opened your mouth to scream, but no noise came out, your walls clamping down on him in a vice like grip as you came around him. With a hard and final thrust, Bakugou came, moaning your name in a deliciously raspy voice, painting your walls white. He collapsed on you, pinning you under his sweaty and warm body as you both regained your breath. Pulling out of you gently, he fell to his side, immediately pulling you into his arms, forehead resting on his chest.“Are you okay? Did I hurt you? Did I go to rough? I knew I shouldn’t have fucking pulled your leg up? Why did you let me cum in you? Will you get pregn-” You brought a hand up to his mouth, effectively silencing him. You smiled cheekily, albeit tiredly as well, at him.“That was wonderful Katsuki.” You hummed, closing your eyes and cuddling up to him like before. “No you didn’t hurt me, it felt wonderful. And no I won’t get pregnant, I’m on the pill. You did amazing.” You felt him sigh in relief, and he pulled you even closer, settling his face in your hair.All was quiet before his voice rang through the air.“I love you..”Looking down, he noticed you were already asleep, face relaxed. He smiled softly in adoration, cuddling you closer.“...idiot.”