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pairing: K. Bakugo x Chubby Black!Fem reader

w/c: 3k

c/w: 18+ MDNI

mentions of fingering, blowjobs, rough fucking, kitchen sex, stand and carry position lol, roommates, college au, fwb, you being a brat, katsuki falls in love at first sight lol,

chile this is all over the place but my beta told me to post it 😭 it’s kinda just a bunch of blurbs about you and bakubabe becoming roommates

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So, the story was he’d been kicked out of campus housing for blowing a hole through the gym wall and attacking Deku.

In actuality, it was him who’d been blown through the wall while sparring with the shitty loser, Deku still unable to fully control his given quirk.

It almost cost him his scholarship but after Deku begged and professors Toshinori and Aizawa pulled some strings—he’d only been reprimanded and removed from the on-campus housing in fear that he’d cause an insane amount of damage again in the future.

He found the ad on Reddit—$500 a month for rent and the only utilities were electricity and cable/internet, which would probably be split between him and the other tenant. Amenities included a full kitchen, washer and dryer and a full bathroom. The only requirement was that he was in attendance at U.A University, which he was, and a payment of first & last rent.

Of course he was going to jump on it, he was desperate and it was affordable. He even emailed the person who posted the ad, asking to meet as soon as tomorrow.

He paid the landlord with no questions asked, even after the unsightly security deposit was tacked on after running a background check.

He scratched his name onto every highlighted section, agreeing to live with a stranger for the next two and a half years.

***

Now, he did not expect said stranger to be so damn cute.

Cute chubby cheeks, full pouty lips and your curly hair was in a big poof on the top of your head like a bunny’s tail. You had to be at least a foot shorter than him, a tiny plump little thing you were. So damn adorable.

Well now he was absolutely sure he’d made the right decision. Who knows what some creep would do to a cutie like you if they had gotten the room before he did.

You greeted him with a hello and a smile. He responded with only a grunt as he lugged two duffel bags and a roller suitcase into the doorway.

He dropped them with a loud thud, turning to look at you.

“You my new roommate?” He asked, looking you up and down. Your attire was distracting—a small white shirt with your nipples peeking through the thin fabric and don’t even get him started on the way he could see your fat pussy print through your pink shorts.

“A hi, hey or hello would be nice.” You sassed, sipping from a pink drink. “I didn’t sleep with you last night.”

Looks like his bunny had a tongue like a scorpion’s tail.

“Hello.” He smirked, pleasantly annoyed at how your lips curled into a smile at the greeting. Almost like you wanted to bitch him.

“That’s better. Your room is the one on the left.”

“Gotcha, anything else?” He tried to focus his eyes on anything but your pretty face.

“Please don’t forget to put the toilet seat down, clean up after yourself and your company and lastly I’m not stingy with food, so what’s mine is yours, just please don’t be an asshole. If there’s not much of something please ask before you take it.” Your rules were simple enough right? Basic roommate etiquette.

“Ya think I don’t have any goddamn home training?!” Bakugo snapped, gritting his teeth.

You laughed at the angry blonde, he reminded you of an angry Pomeranian and it was actually quite cute.

He was relieved when you giggled at him. Some people took his snappy attitude way too serious, it was honestly annoying as hell.

You really didn’t mind the way Bakugo talked. You were probably just as bad, only difference was your mouth was slick as hell and he was just mean and loud.

“Do you cook?”

Your face lit up. “Yes! I love to cook.” Your smile was enchanting to him, almost made him want to give you one in return.

He shoved his hand into his pocket, pulling out an envelope. It was some extra cash, probably like a hundred bucks or so, since he had to draw extra money from the atm because the money order amount was only enough to cover rent and not the security deposit.

“Good. Use it for groceries or whatever. We can go together or…I’ll make a list.” His mouth and heart working against his brain. Words tumbling out before he could even think.

“Oh..uh, we can go together, since I don’t have a car.” You didn’t expect him to be so forward or so generous,

The blonde’s heart clenched at the thought of you being his pretty passenger princess. Maybe this roommate thing wouldn’t be too bad.

***

You and Bakugo as roommates definitely took some getting used to, since you’d occupied the unit alone for such a long time.

For instance, your weekday routine was set in stone, so like usual, by the time you entered the doorway you were already stripping . You left your black crocs at the door, stepping out of your scrub bottoms, pulling the top over your head the same time.

“Shit.” You sighed out, unhooking the bra you had on, breasts finally free as they fell out of the cups with a small bounce, rubbing the spot where the underwire kept digging into your skin.

Finally opening your eyes, you were met crimson and there he was, leaned against the wall, eyes glued to you like a lion hunting a doe.

You let out a shriek, using your clothes to cover your body the best way you could, shielding yourself from further embarrassment.

“Forget about me already, dumbass?”

Glaring at the blonde you scurried past him, seething at the shit eating grin on his face.

“You saw nothing.” You gritted out before running the rest of the way to your room.

But, as soon as you were gone the facade dropped and he ran his hands down his face, seemingly more flustered than you were. He’d never seen a woman naked before, outside of porn of course, and it just had to be you.

He hoped he hadn’t upset you, the look of terror on your face was just too fucking cute not to laugh at.

“Fuckkkk.” He whispered out, having popped a hard on in seconds.

Even Bakugo couldn’t deny how sexy you were. A pretty face and an even prettier body. You had a nice fuckin rack too, he was definitely an ass guy at heart but there was nothing wrong with appreciating a nice pair of tits every now and then. You were probably a double D cup since they had a natural lowness to them, he just knew they’d be nice and heavy in his large hands. To top it off you had big areolas and cute little inverted nipples that he’d love to coax out of hiding.

He didn’t know what he liked more— the sight of your juicy, thick ass bent over in a pink thong as you gathered your clothing off the floor or your pretty ass titties and how they bounced with almost every move you made.

The blonde trudged to his room, dick insanely hard and rubbing against his thigh.

Closing his bedroom door, he sat on his bed palming his dick through his sweat shorts. Taking his cock in his hand, he rubbed his thumb around the fat mushroom tip, shuddering at the sensitivity. He pumped his thick cock nice and slow, envisioning your beautiful body now that he could go off of more than just the illusion your tight clothes gave.

“Damn..” That was all it took for Bakugo to feel himself fall over the edge, thick ropes of cum painting his chest and belly as his body shook and his pants turned into slow ragged breaths.

Grabbing a couple tissues from the nightstand beside his bed, he wiped his stomach, chest and the tip of his dick before tossing them into the wastebasket.

Less than satisfied, he shoved his still somewhat hard dick back into his pants

Beating off to his roommate was not how he’d planned spending his first week in his new home.

***

Bakugo sat at the kitchen trying to take notes but he couldn’t even fucking focus. You were always on his mind, invading his thoughts every chance you got.

He wasn’t sure if he liked you, maybe it was lust, either way it was a fucking nuisance.

As more and more time passed, seven whole months to be exact, the two of you began to get very comfortable with each other.

Well, as comfortable as two hornballs could get without going all the way. Neither of you had ever brought anyone back to the apartment so it was assumed that the both of you were single. That was perfect because you two really enjoyed each other’s company, experimenting with things that were fun and worked well for your friendship.

Like studying together in the kitchen, sometimes Bakugo would take the initiative to create flash cards and test you.

Or the movie nights on the couch that occasionally ended with you in his lap, legs spread with two of his thick fingers deep in your creamy pussy.

And even the late night snack runs where you’d most likely end up with a mouthful of his cock in an almost empty Target parking lot.

He’d come to find out you were incredibly clingy too. If your classes happened to end before his, you’d nap in his bed until he returned, loving the scent of burnt sugar that stuck to his sheets and pillows. You loved his scent, since it was calming and reminded you of holiday sweets. Plus, you couldn’t fit his clothes so this was the next best thing.

He heard you softly enter the apartment, watching you stripping down at the door like you usually did until you were in a white, cropped tank and your underwear.

He also noticed you loved to walk around in nothing but tiny shirts and your panties. You’d been doing it a lot more lately since the weather was transitioning into those hotter months and you honestly reminded him of that silly little bear that loved honey.

“Hey.” He greeted first, something he began doing around the third month of living together.

“Hey.”

“What’s wrong.”

Something had upset you, he could hear it in your voice. He knew you like the back of his hand and you hated it.

“Nothing.” You kept your replies short but that didn’t keep him from pestering you. You weren’t upset with him, just annoyed at your dumb parents. You’d gone to see them, you hadn’t seen them in a while and you kinda hoped that they’d start giving you your full allowance again.

Instead they berated you, bringing up trivial things such as your weight and even the way you dressed. It was draining, they were draining, and you just wanted to be left alone right now.

“Fuck is your problem?”

Of course your roommate couldn’t take a hint, too stubborn and caring to just let you walk away upset.

Of course you wanted to tell him how you were feeling, but you hated the vulnerability that came with expressing your feelings. Plus, knowing Katsuki, he’d probably just yell at you and call you a dumbass for even caring about their opinions.

“I don’t have a problem Katsuki.” You rolled your eyes, more than annoyed at his tone. “Just leave me the fuck alone!” Was he really dumb enough to think talking to you like that would help?

“Excuse me.” You tried to slide past him, since he currently towered over you waiting for an explanation.

“Y’er not excused.” He pulled you back.

You yelped in surprise as you were shoved against the island, staring into his fiery eyes as he wrapped one of his large hands around your neck.

“Gonna talk to me?” He asked, staring down at you with those daunting crimson eyes. “Fuck off.” You rolled your eyes, pushing at his chest. Of course he didn’t budge, the 6’3 mammoth continued to peer down at you, brows furrowed.

His other hand trailed down, running two fingers up and down your cunt, catching some of the slick that had already began to pool there.

“Already soaking wet,” He shook his head. “Dumb lil’ slut.”

He spun you around just as quickly as he’d pulled you back, bending you over the island and pulling your thong aside.

Bakugo slapped his heated palm against your ass, the pleasant sting forcing a moan from your parted lips.

You heard the jingling metal of his belt buckle coming undone and your eyes widened.

“Katsuki, what-.”

“S’okay, I know exactly what you need babe.” He reasoned, pulling his underwear down and pressing his hard cock between your thighs.

The way you tooted your ass up didn’t go unnoticed either, attitude seeming to have melted away at the thought of getting your pussy pounded. The blonde smirked, shaking his head again.

His thick cock bullied its way into your virgin cunt, your already slick walls making it just that easy for him to slide right in like he belonged there. The squelch of your pussy was loud as he drilled in and out of you, showing you no mercy.

He reached his arms around, slipping his hands under your tank top to tweak your nipples and squeeze your heavy tits in his big hands.

“Mmmm..fuck Katsuki.” You moaned from the pleasure, loving the way he pinched and squeezed your sensitive nipples. He moved lower, spreading his warm palms all over your soft skin, stopping only to grab at the fat of your tummy.

You stood on your tippy toes, making you just tall enough to take his cock comfortably. The harsh slaps of his hips slamming into your ass, his grunts and your moans echoed in the small kitchen as he fucked you, gradually picking up pace.

He’d actually had a decent day, the academy usually kicked his ass on Fridays, and he wasn’t about to let your gross attitude fuck that up.

“This what you wanted, right?” He pounded your pretty little cunt, drawing out the most adorable little sounds from you.

He felt so good inside of you, like his dick was made for your pussy. Stuffing you full of his cock while he sent harsh slaps to your ass, brows pushed into a deep frown.

“Right?” He snarled, emphasizing his question with a particularly hard thrust, pressing his chest against your back and grabbing your jaw, twisting your neck so hard you thought he wanted to snap it.

You let out a strained moan as he stared at you with those darkened eyes, hips never faltering as he waited for an answer.

“Uh-Uhhuh.” Was all you could muster, Katsuki smirking at the way your eyes crossed and your jaw went slack in his hand.

“Yeah? Wanted me to fuck that nasty lil’ attitude right outta ya huh?” He placed a kiss on your lips, biting your plump bottom lip before he retreated back.

You nodded, vision clouded with specs of white as his thumb played with your asshole and his cock stroked that sweet spot in your cunt over and over.

“Katsuki.” You sighed out his name. “F-feels s’good baby.”

“I know,” He cooed, voice like caramel as he fucked into you, now at a slower pace. “Can’t have those shitty clinical’s stressing my pretty Princess out. How ‘bout you quit, be my lil cumrag instead?”

“Mhm, I will.”

It was like a switch had flipped and his sweet voice clouded your brain, making you forget all common sense. Right now you’d agree to just about anything right now as long as it kept his cock in you.

Bakugo on the other hand, a virgin less than five minutes ago, wasn’t sure how much longer he could keep this up. Especially with his cock now very acquainted with your tight, wet, warm pussy and wanted nothing more than to plant his seed deep inside you.

He unsheathed himself from your pussy, the cool air making him hiss as he spun you around.

He raked his eyes over you, taking in your fucked-out appearance. Tank top ill fitting and stretched out from all his pulling, slight bruising on your neck from when he held you there, your tear stained face was icing on the cake, and he absolutely loved it. A layer of sheen covered you, baby hairs now messily slick to your forehead , lips swollen and red from your biting.

He had so much fucking energy, must be the effects of your quirk. Yeah, it had to be the effects of your shitty quirk, even pre-workout never got him this energetic and all this stimulation at once felt so damn good. His heart pumped fast like it wanted to explode, blood flowed through his veins a mile a minute making his dick rock hard. Bakugo felt like he could fuck you for hours, but he knew his inexperienced cock wouldn’t allow it this time.

He lifted you as if you weighed nothing, locking his arms behind your knees and placing his hands on your fat, juicy ass. His wide palms dug into your doughy ass and thighs, giving you a nice hard slap every now and then.

Easing you down slowly, he splits you open on his cock again, feeding you dick inch by meaty inch until you’re filled to brim once again.

The brawny brute handled your weight like the champ he was, lifting you with ease and it made your pussy so fucking wet. He bounced you on his cock loving your hot breath on his ear as you moaned and panted like a bitch in heat.

You couldn’t help it, as you were too deep in the throes of pleasure as his slightly curved cock kissed your g-spot with every single thrust.

“Mmmm Kats…g’nna cum.” Your sweet velvety voice spoke the lovely sentence he’d been waiting on all evening. You clenched and unclenched as he quickened his pace a bit, fucking you and himself to climax, cock slamming into your cervix so deliciously hard it knocked the wind out of you.

“Fuuckkk.” You held onto him for dear life, lips pressed against his as you made a mess on him, coating his cock in your cream. Burying your face in his shoulder, you cried out as he fucked you through your orgasm.

“That’s it…”

His thrusts grew sloppy and fast as he threw his head back. It felt so good, so good he almost contemplated filling you up.

But he pulled out, spurting out those warm ropes on your belly, some flying God knows where.

Before sitting you down on the cool granite countertop he slid a heated palm across the surface, warming up your seat. He grabbed a couple napkins to clean you up, watching as you leaned back on your arms, still sporting that blissful fucked-out expression on your pretty face.

“Now, stop acting like a spoiled fuckin’ brat and tell me what happened.”

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closing a/n: I hope y’all enjoyed it 😭 I’m still feeling iffy tbh 🫤 feeling like I wrote him too soft, ya know

Ayo I'm free for Requests again!!!

just thinking about pro! hero bakugo katsuki fucking chubby reader-chan senseless after surprising him, wearing a ua cheerleader outfit during their high school days.

oh, katsuki goes absolutely feral after seeing reader-chan in that outfit and it brings back memories about those sleepless nights where he first laid his eyes on you wearing that cheerleader outfit.

with every fiber of his being he wants you completely naked but he makes exception in your cheerleader outfit. it was one his filthy fantasies to fuck you in one and he ain't wasting no time in pinning you down the floor.

he only flips your skirt so he can access your pussy, already dripping with slick from the roughness bakugo is giving you. the top of your clothing is surprisingly untouched wanting him to fully fuck you in the glory of the cheerleader outfit you wore and goddamn, katsuki's already losing his mind.

the green and orange of the outfit bringing your complexion into gorgeousness as he fucks you in that outfit.

katsuki grabs every handful flesh he can grope as he thrusts his thick cock into your tight cunt.

"fucking mine. you really like testing me, princess. wearing this clothing and this is what you get and you fucking love it."  he growls. his hips bucking wildly which made you cry out and katsuki smirks continuing his assault in your fat cunt.

your legs wrapped around his torso, toes curling at the intense pleasure. katsuki doesn't stop from thrusting his cock inside you, barely taking a break and he sped up. his hands gripping your wide hips as he drilled into you.

he burns the sight of your body jiggling under him. the ripples of your stomach, the bounce of your chest and the look of your face. so fucking cute from all the fucking he's giving to you.

thighs shaking from wave after wave of pleasure he's bringing to you and you feared you won't feel a thing of your legs after this.

it continues like that for hours and you lost count on how many times katsuki fucked you full of his cum, your orgasm coming again for the nth time and you only closed your eyes. cunt clenching snugly around his cock. your orgasm bringing you into euphoria.

your cum coating his cock along with his and it drips down to your ass and katsuki loved every moment of it. it was moments later before katsuki came as well.

katsuki doesn't pull his still hard cock, letting your cum-filled pussy warm his. katsuki moved the stray hairs that sticks in your face. kissing you with such passion and desire. tongue gnashing with yours before separating. a string of saliva connecting yours to his and katsuki smirks before swiping it with his arm.

"you really know how to cheer me up, princess. don't worry that pretty head of yours, princess. i'll take care you." he said, his lips twitch into a smirk and you already knows what it means.

"i know you have another round for me, princess."

ur opinion on katsuki playing the big tough ‘bully’ then being a panting perv with the chubby girl in his class??

like he’s so mean and cold to her but he’s locked up in his room sniffing her gum shorts he stole on the verge of tears while jacking off

he calls you gross and other mean things his crude mouth can spew. it's almost breathing fire from how his words burn your skin from hearing his daily torment but alas, bakugo's a huge hypocrite.

katsuki could produce such copious amounts of his sweat and one mistake in activating his quirk he would blow up his room. he's angry. the veins in his body bulge while sweat drips in his forehead. the sweet scent of caramel is wafting in the confines in his room. the hem of his shirt tucked between his teeth. his short pulled down below his knees and boxers lowered, enough to grab his aching cock in his hand. pumping furiously at the thought of you.

funny how he calls you gross and yet, here he is. disgustingly masturbating with your gym shorts in his left hand and the other palming his spit-lubed cock. he imagines you beneath him. begging and moaning for him to take you. watch as you cry from how good he was fucking you. gag as you envelop your warm mouth over his thick cock. choking as he shoves your head deeper and swallow his cum down in your throat and you would spread your hole. asking him desperately to use you.

k-katsuki!

his eyes widens. a sudden flash of your face in his brain while you call his name. his adorable, chubby classmate all on her glory for him. he bites his moan. stifled with his shirt in his teeth and his nose flared from the heady scent of your shorts. drenched in earlier's gym class.

his cock throbs with every stroke. closing his eyes in a manner to fully picture you naked while he jerks. hips stuttering and shoving his cock deeper in his fist as the muscles in his abdomen contracts and his balls is heavy. preparing for release.

katsuki blinks, tears clumping in his lashes while he think of you. his teeth marking the soft expanse of your skin so everyone will know you belong to him. his tongue wide and long enough to put it in your tight, little hole. twitching at his tongue wiggling inside you. you would grind your pussy in his face and katsuki would inhale your scent. burning in his memory and he'll fold you in half. bend you in positions that you didn't know and he'll rut deep inside you like there's no tomorrow.

he came bursting in his hands. shooting loads of the white color of his own release and when the temporary bliss passes away. katsuki in his bed covered with his own shame. dripping in his fist and staining his black shirt.

katsuki curses. he knows how his actions contradict what he really says to you and you probably hate him. who wouldn't? he's the resident asshole. a bully who likes to torment the weak like you.

you're only the weak person he likes and he would act as your protector. the strong and the brave with a barbed tongue. reeling from his post-orgasm state, katsuki imagines that with every insult he says to you, you're dripping wet. he would laugh at you and tell how filthy you are.

such thoughts this late and it's already past his bedtime. bakugo shakes his head to remove the thoughts of you plaguing him. you tormented him enough for this night and he have problems to take care of. cleaning his shame and returning your gym shorts he stole before you notice it's gone from the laundry room.

bakugo wistfully wishes that whatever he desired for tonight will come true.

So Katsuki and chubby reader y/n have a great relationship. They rarely argue they really are best friends . One night they get into a fight and y/n doesn’t know how to handle it besides giving him the silent treatment. Katsuki’s being petty and doesn’t want to cave in to his chubby baby and say sorry . So the next day

Y/n is going out with friends to relieve stress she dressed A little to sexy for katsuki liking but he still doesn’t say anything when he peeps the outfit .But he does follow her. To his surprise she ends up at a male strip club with the girls and what does katsuki do? he goes in and creeps on his baby further . He is actually close enough to hear their conversation. he begins to lose his shit when they encourage her to get a private dance from the current male stripper on stage making googly eyes at her. Mina leaves and come back and tells her “I booked it your in the gold room “

Y/n is nervous and didn’t wanna go . She honestly wanted to be at home with katsuki but Mina practically pushes her in the room . She was sitting for a few mins when the lights went dark and music started suddenly a familiar figure appears from side curtain onto the small dancing area .

Dressed in a little male stripper outfit Katsuki turns to his girlfriend with a smirk 😏 he puts on a show then teaches her a lesson for being a brat and ignoring him and coming to a strip club . Make it nasty babes 😘😘😘

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The "L" Word│Bakugo x Chubby Reader

Warnings│smut(oral fem!receiving, breeding), angst to fluff: the miscommunication trope)

Katsuki would rather die than to admit this; but you were his best friend.

You were there for him during his awkward transition from middle school to high school, as well as being a source of support during his traumatic memories after being captured by the LOV. You even cheered him on when he first debuted as a hero, throwing a small get-together at your shared apartment between your closest friends on their first successful day as heroes.

He loved you, he truly did. More than a best friend should. But he knows he’s abrasive, hard to love at times, so while he aches to have a deeper connection with you, he’s willing to sacrifice his happiness if it means you’re in his life.

You, on the other hand, were spiraling.

There had been rumors that Dynamite was spending lots of his free time with some “mystery girl” and you were not only shocked, but hurt by the news. You loved Katsuki and while you have long accepted the fact that he might never be into you, it hurt that your friend was supposedly in some secret relationship and didn’t tell you.

You were on the phone with Mina one day, ranting about the whole thing when she cut you off. “Not to be rude or anything (Y/NN), but are you sure you see him as just a friend?” She asked, coating her nail in a fresh coat of polish. “What do you mean?” You ask, brows furrowed in confusion. “I don’t know just, from the way you’re talking, you seem jealous?” She says, blowing air on the wet nail. “I- I’m not-” “Now that I think about it, if a girl so much as looks at Bakugo, you get quiet.” She says, the gears in her brain visibly turning. “That’s not true!” You exclaim, realizing that she’s probably right in her deduction. “It’s not? So you wouldn’t care if he’s seeing someone?” She asks, smirk present on her face. She knows she’s got you backed into a corner, she just wants you to own up to your feelings. “I didn’t say that.” You mutter, annoyed that she’s right about the situation. “Ahh! So you do like him! Omg, you totally have to make a move on him.” She rants, going into detail about how cute you and Katsuki would look together. You chuckle at her enthusiasm before cutting her off. “Yeah, that’s nice and all but let’s be real, he doesn’t like me like that.” You chuckle sadly. As you sing his praises, you fail to notice him standing by your room door. He clenches his fists before walking away, heart caught in his throat.

Since that day, you’d noticed that Katsuki began acting cold toward you. Never staying in the same room for five minutes with you before leaving with some half-assed excuse. Being too busy for your chill nights where you both watch some awful movie while sharing a bowl of popcorn on the couch. He didn’t even hug you anymore, anytime you’d go for one he’d dodge your arms before walking away. You respected his boundaries, but you wouldn’t lie and say that it didn’t hurt.

Everything came to a head when you decided to confront him on his actions. He was being weird and you were going to get to the bottom of it.

You knock on his room door, the usual “go away” sounding through the door. You roll your eyes before trying the knob, pushing the door open when you realized it was unlocked. Bakugo picks his head up to look at you, scowl present on his face. “What the fuck are you doing-” “What the fuck are you doing? Why are you being mean to me?” You ask, crossing your arms over your chest. He furrows his brows before standing in front of you, mimicking your stance. “Mean to you? This is how I always am, the fuck are you on about?” He grumbles. You roll your eyes, sighing. “The way you’re acting! We don’t do the fun stuff we used to do together anymore. It’s like you don’t like being around me anymore.” You mutter. “Maybe cause I just don’t wanna hang out with you anymore, huh? You ever think of that? Why don’t you go bother your little boyfriend to hang out with you?” He says, turning away from you. “Boyfriend? What are you talking about, Kat?” He visibly shudders at the name before flopping back onto his bed, picking up the manga he was reading before you stormed in. “I heard you and Pinky on the phone the other day, talking about some guy. Just go bother him.” He says, flipping the page over. You narrow your eyes and huff, turning to leave the room. “Maybe I will.”

Since then, you’d actively avoid Bakugo, staying in your room when you knew he was out of his. Ignoring him when your friends came over. They’d noticed the change in dynamic, but felt that it wasn’t their place to say anything.

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The entire ordeal with Bakugo had you stressed, so, in a spur of the moment decision, you decided to take Mina up on her offer to go to a club.

You took extra care of yourself, soaking in a warm, lavender scented bath, shaving, putting on your favorite scented lotion and doing your full skincare routine. You exited the bathroom in just your towel, slipping into your bedroom, failing to notice Katsuki standing in the hallway.

He scoffs, rolling his eyes before walking into his room. Since when did you go out late at night?

The question bounces around his head for the next hour before the sound of the doorbell ringing snaps him out of his thoughts. He opens his door to answer the bell, only making it as far as the kitchen before you beat him to it and he catches a glance at what you’re wearing. Skin tight black dress that just barely covers your ass, which he can tell you’re not wearing panties underneath. It hugs your soft rolls, accentuating them to the point where he just wants to get on his knees and nibble on them. And is that makeup you’re wearing? Lips so shiny he can almost see his reflection in them. Lips so plump he just wants to bite and suck on them. Fuck, how can you simply exist and reduce him to a pile of mush.

The sound of your voice along with others pull him out of his reverie. He pretends he’s getting a drink of water, listening in on your conversation when he sees you slip on a pair of sleek black heels and a black fur coat. He only manages to make out the words “club” and “men” before a sinking feeling settles in his stomach. Are they trying to set you up with someone? Are they going with the intention of you meeting someone? Did you want to meet someone? Katsuki knows he hasn’t been the nicest as of late, but did he really push you into the arms of another?

No.

He wouldn’t let that happen.

He knows you're still upset with him when you give him a half-assed “See you later, don’t wait up” before shutting the door behind you, not even sparing him a glance. He picks up his keys and leaves after you, tailing Mina’s car from a distance.

He follows your group to a building that from the outside, looks like your standard club. Long line, flashing lights, the whole nine. He sees your group walking up to the bouncer, Mina sweet talking him into letting you all cut the line. He goes after you, shoving his pro-hero license in the bouncer’s face when he tries to stop him, telling him he has “urgent business to attend to.”

You were his business alright. And clearly, you needed attending to.

He scopes the area out before his eyes find you again, seeing you toss back three vodka shots back to back before pulling your friends with you on the dance floor, throwing your ass back on whoever was there to catch it.

Originally, Bakugo wanted to blend in to the back, be a watchful eye in case some drunk idiot thought they had a chance with you, but it’s when he sees Mina whisper something in your ear before making her way to one of the male strippers and pointing towards you that he makes the connection.

Oh hell no.

He waits until she makes her way over to you before he heads towards the worker, grabbing him by the red suspenders strapped snugly to his little boy shorts. “You better tell me what Raccoon Eyes said or so help me-”

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You’re seated in a dimly lit room, a maroon, velvet loveseat to match the color of the room. You can faintly hear the sound of music playing but you’re too distracted by your racing thoughts. What’s Katsuki up to? Does he miss talking to you as much as you miss talking to him? Is he thinking of you the way you do him? Was coming here a good idea?

You’re taken out of your thoughts when you hear the door open. Thinking it's the dancer Mina hired for you, you keep your gaze downwards. “Listen, I know my friend paid for a dance, but I’m kind of not in the mood. You can keep the money though!” You’re sure to emphasize. When you don’t hear a response you look up and the sight has your jaw dropping.

It’s not a stripper. At least, not any that you were expecting.

It’s Bakugo, clad in the tight golden boy shorts the male strippers are supplied with, along with deep red suspenders securely attached to the shorts. And the cherry on top, the matching red bowtie wrapped around his neck. A gift almost.

His torso is covered in a light sheen, baby oil you presume, and the way his body glistens in the soft lighting has your mouth watering.

“I-” You start, thoroughly taken aback at the sight. Bakugo huffs, a deep blush spreading across his neck as he watches you take him in. It’s definitely an ego boost, the way he renders you speechless. “Like what you see?” He smirks, taking his time in making his way over to you. You feel his rough, calloused hand under your chin, pushing it upwards to close your mouth for you as he slots himself between your legs. “Should close your mouth, sweet pea. Unless you want me to give you a reason to keep it open.” He mutters before trailing his thumb along your bottom lip, pulling it downwards to coax your mouth open again. He pushes his thumb in once you grant him access, feeling your tongue swirl around the digit as you suck him into your mouth. “You’d like that wouldn’t you, princess?” He smirks when he hears your soft whine, the words yes, ‘suki being muffled by his thumb.

He pulls his hand away from your mouth before crashing his lips against yours, tongue easily slotting into your mouth, dominating the kiss. He’s everywhere, your mouth, your stomach, your thighs, you feel him, and your pussy throbs at the thought.

“So fuckin’ pretty,” He mutters against your lips, licking along your bottom lip. “So sexy, fuck. See what you do to me, baby?” He asks, taking your hand to feel his erection bulging in his shorts. “F’you. All f’you, baby. Please. Please, let me fuck you, baby.” He practically begs, and you nod, needing to feel him inside you. “Fuck me,” You whimper against his lips. “Please fuck me, ‘Suki. Need you, baby. Please.” You whine, grinding against the thick thigh slotted between your legs. You can feel the muscle in his bare leg and when he flexes it has you grinding against him harder.

“Mhmm, gonna ride my thigh, baby? Gonna get off on just my thigh? Fuckin’ slut.” He groans in your ear, moving to press sloppy kisses along your neck, sucking hickies into the skin. “Do it. Fucking cum for me. Can feel you soaking my leg.” He says between each rough suck into your skin. It’s with those words and a rough pinch to your nipple that has you coming undone, grinding your throbbing clit against his legs as your orgasm washes over you, your moans going straight to Bakugo’s cock. He feels himself throb in his shorts as he moves his mouth back over yours, swallowing your moans.

Your hands are all over, caressing his abs and strong arms, the muscles rippling in his back and Bakugo knows that if he’s not inside you soon he might burst.

He takes off the suspenders and shorts, motioning for you to follow in getting undressed. He’s about to remove the bowtie when you stop him, “What?” He asks, brows furrowed. You look away shyly, before muttering “Could you maybe, keep it on?” He’s confused, but he figures he’s pissed you off already, why not indulge you. He leaves the bowtie on before making his way back over to you, perfectly spread across the loveseat, “You know we don’t have to do this right? I-” “‘Suki, I need you to fuck me. It’s okay, I want this. Want you.” You say, locking your legs around his waist to keep him secure. He nods before kissing you deeply, though it’s different from your earlier kisses. This one is slow, warm and wet. It has your stomach turning in the best way possible. He slowly guides his cock to your entrance, the mushroomed head easing its way into your syrupy entrance, your slick coating his cock to make the glide easier.

Katsuki groans into your mouth when he bottoms out, the warm wetness of your pussy engulfing his cock has him shaking, the way your cunt sucks him in each time he fuck into you turning his brain to mush. It's so good. He swears he’s never felt this way before, almost like his soul is leaving his body each time his heavy balls smack against your ass.

And you’re doing no better, each time the head of his cock hits that special spot inside you, it has you creaming over his cock, a white ring coating his cock at the base, dripping down to his balls. You’re mewling each time one of his rough hands grabs at the fat of your sides, warm mouth engulfing a pert nipple as he sucks on the bud like a newborn baby.

It’s too much, but then again it's not enough. You need more of him, more more more.

He picks up his pace, slamming his cock so hard he’s practically kissing your cervix, sliding a hand in between your legs to rub at your throbbing clit and you’re thrashing, the feeling of your orgasm creeping up on you. “You gonna cum, pretty girl? Can feel you clenching around me, fuck!” He groans, thrusting harder, faster inside you. You whine, nodding your head when suddenly you feel a harsh slap against your clit. You gasp, eyes opening as you look up at Bakugo. “Eyes open, princess. Want you to look at me when you cum. Want you to see who’s making you feel good.” He mumbles into your mouth. You mewl as you tighten around him, you orgasm washing over you unexpectedly. You’re sure to keep your eyes on him though, keeping eye contact with Bakugo and it’s the intensity of his stare that has you gushing all over his cock, soaking him in your juices as you squirt for him. The sight has his cock throbbing and with a few more thrusts he’s filling you up, stuffing his cock so deep inside you you’re sure your womb is coated in him, cum hot and thick as he fills you up. The thought has you clenching around him again and he hisses from oversensitivity. He pulls out after a few minutes, his cock no longer plugging up the rush of cum gushing from your spent cunt. The sight has him groaning and well, he can’t leave you all messy, can he?

While you're still coming down from your orgasm, you fail to notice Bakugo making his way down, leaving trails of kisses in his wake. He spreads your pussy lips before taking a bold lick, the feeling causing you to gasp and jerk away from his hold. “‘Suki! No! ‘m too sensitive.” You mutter, trying to push his head away. Bakugo’s undeterred however, holding onto your plump waist and burying his tongue in your cunt, lapping up your shared juices, your combined flavor dancing on his tongue. He moans into your cunt, the feeling traveling throughout your body. You’re writhing beneath him, hips jerking and you’re unsure if you’re trying to pull away or wanting more. Katsuki seems to know the answer as he begins to suck your clit into his mouth, flicking the bud with his tongue and it’s that which makes you cum for a third time, breath getting caught in your throat as you ride his face, grinding your pussy against his tongue. He’s drinking you up, slurping up everything you have to give him, and it’s then that he realizes he’s been grinding his cock against the couch, his second orgasm washing over him as he eats you out into overstimulation.

He pulls away after a few minutes, you both catching your breaths. He moves to hover over you, pressing a firm kiss to your lips, the taste of you coating your tongue. He pulls away to look you in the eye, almost like he’s searching for something. “I love you.” He says after a few minutes. “I love you.” He repeats, holding you so close you can feel his heart beating in his chest.

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