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Since I’m happy people enjoyed my recommendation for Izuku....next up to the plate is my fellow plus-size Bakugou simps!

Plum and Peach’s by miggiisawesome an ongoing story field with Angst,Love,depression,insecurity and comedy. Our story starts with middle school Y/N daughter of a retired hero turned baker who has a crush on her class mate and bully Bakugou.

It’s full of banter and Bakugou being an cute indecisive ass,and Y/N being a determined badass very much cried but the recent chapters are semi chill. I just loved a plus sized queen following her dreams and jealous Bakugou....go read NOW!

hiiii! I’ve been in such a funk since I lost my wips 🥲 but it feels good to be writing again! Thank you all for 700 followers 🥹🫶🏾 it’s crazy cause I was just celebrating 500! 

Also, I’m obsessed with this tiny font :)

Warnings: smut, dilf bakugo, milf reader, afab reader, black coded! reader, mutual pining, baby mentioned, breast feeding mentioned, unprotected sex, creampie, lactation kink, pet name usage (ex. baby, mama, papa), excuse any mistakes, MDNI!

Word count: undetermined

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Babydaddy!Bakugo who's stopping by to pick up his son Katsumi from your place. He scans the vicinity, still as quiet as usual but he does notice someone’s finally moved into the townhouse adjacent to yours. 

He’s not sure if it’s a man or woman, and he’s not comfortable with it, especially since it’s just you and ‘Sumi here. He made a note to get someone at the agency to check them out.

He’s standing there for about a minute until you’re opening up the door with the baby attached to your tit in a tight fitting sun dress, just begging him to run his hands all over you. He’s undressing you with his eyes, not that the dress leaves anything to imagine anyway.

“Come on so you don’t let any flies in. He was fussing real bad so l'm feeding him, I'll be done in a second."

He just nods, it's all he can do as he stares, mesmerized. He doesn’t mind anyway, he isn’t in any kind of rush.

It never gets old—seeing you be a mommy. Seeing you care for the beautiful being the two of you created. Makes him fall in love with you all over again. It’s also a bonus being able to call you a milf.

He hands you a vanilla parfait from the cafe he gets his coffee from, remembers you used to love them before ‘Sumi, hopes you still do.

“Thank you.”

You didn’t have much of an appetite, taste testing your different dishes in the midst of preparing Sunday dinner has you a little full so you opt for picking the fruit off your parfait.

“No problem, you’re running a dairy farm over here, gotta keep ya fed.” “Are you calling me a cow?” 

“I’m not wrong.” 

Your kid has one breast occupied, the other is stuffed in the electric pump. You’re not sure if you’ve gotten used to being ‘milked’ as Katsuki usually calls it, but it certainly feels better than letting the milk swell inside. 

It’s safe to say you got this parenting thing down fairly quickly, or at least it seemed like you did. Time moved fast, your baby nearing six months already. He doesn't see much of you anymore, just those days when it's time for him to get the little brat or drop him back off.

He's not sure how things got the way they were—seems like just yesterday you were about to be his wife and now, things were just complicated. The two of you were high school sweethearts, first everything’s, now well into your late twenties with a baby. There was no infidelity involved in the split, just a matter of you two not seeing eye to eye, butting heads far too often for comfort. He admits it’s his fault, but he truly meant no harm, just wanted to protect his family.

But, he still loves the hell out of you. Hopes you still love him too. And even if you don't, he'll still love you. You gave him his child, after all.

That little boy is his pride and joy. He's the cutest thing he's ever laid eyes on, a chunky little nugget with rolls everywhere and now he has a double chin. Obviously didn’t miss any meals.

Katsumi's the perfect mix of the two of you. His complexion has settled as the months passed by, darkening to a deep golden tan, a head full of thick curly hair and of course his daddy's angry red eyes and ever present scowl. He looks like a mean little shit just like his daddy did at his age, except he's literally the sweetest baby, always ready to show those two little teeth in a big smile.

He can't believe he helped create something so precious and most of all he can't believe he created him with you.

“You haven't been sleeping much lately, I can tell." 

Time apart didn’t change much, you still knew him like the back of your hand and vice

Babydaddy!Bakugo finds himself seated in one of your bar stools, looking around at your home. 

It looks like you’re almost done decorating, and you actually did get that dumb couch you’d been raving about. He takes in the shades of green and cream, the earthy tones accented in,  the plants, fluorescent lighting, it’s all so you.

He loves it. Wishes he lived in it with you. Fuck he missed you so bad.

"Schedule change. I work a week on-week off now." Truth is, he hasn’t had a good rest since you left, on top of his new crazy ass schedule he’d be lucky if he got three consecutive hours of sleep a night. And some nights when he had ‘Sumi, he had to forgo sleep completely. 

“Damn, that’s a lot. It’s not too much for you? What if you’re too tired for ‘Sumi, he’s rolling over and shit now so you really gotta watch him.” 

“Yeah yeah, I’ve been a baby y/n, I know what babies do.” 

“Don’t piss me off, that’s not even the same thing.” You take a jab at the side of his head with your finger. “I’m just saying, he’s real active now, I catch him trying to do backflips off the bed at least ten times a day.” 

You feel his sucking on your breast slowing, signs that he’s done with his feeding. 

“I hear ya, y/n. I‘m not gonna let him crack his skull open on my watch.” 

“Good, best daddy ever.” You roll your eyes playfully but you mean your words wholeheartedly. Regardless of the situation between you two, Katsuki was so helpful and supportive now that ‘Sumi was actually here, and he made this co-parenting thing so much easier than you thought it’d be. 

Katsumi pulls away from you, easing his head away until your nipple is no longer in his mouth. He hears Katsuki but he can’t see him, tossing his head back and moving it side to side until he finally lays eyes on his daddy. 

One of his tiny hands is clinging to the thin strap of your dress while the other makes grabbies at Katsuki.

“You wanna come to Papa?” He asks, the big grin on his face is so precious. 

Bakugo washes his hands with cold water, drying them off before he gently grabs him from you, laying him over his shoulder to burp him. He catches the little bit he spit up with the bib, and hands it to you to swap for a clean one. 

He sits Katsumi on the counter, pretending to punch him with his own little fists and it sends him into a fit of giggles and screams. 

"You got anything going on today?" You’re leaned against the counter, just watching the two of them. It brings a smile to your face, one you quickly drop before he could realize it cause it almost feels wrong to enjoy it. 

"Nah, mom wants to see em' so we're gonna head over. That's all though, you?"

“Nothing today, but I’m going clothes shopping for ‘Sumi soon, tomorrow or Tuesday.”  

“Yeah? Already?”

You nod your head as you lift the lids on your pots, stirring one more time before turning the burners off. 

“Yeah, I didn’t think he’d be growing out of all his stuff so damn soon. I was thinking we could pick out some of the neutral stuff for Denki and Jirou. Donate the rest to the hospital.”

Now that he’s really looking at it, the onesie is a little tighter around his thighs. His baby boy is growing so fast it almost brings tears to his eyes. Soon enough he’ll be crawling, then walking and then college—he couldn’t even fathom the thought of his little nugget going to college! 

He disregards his manic thoughts when he hears your voice again. “Maybe we can go together..you can hold the bags like you used to…if you want to, and if you have time, of course.” 

“Of course I do, I’ll make time.”

You’re shocked at his enthusiasm because this couldn’t be the same man who’d ‘rather take a slug from Kirishima than get stuck shopping with you.’ 

But who could blame him, coming home to an empty house for the past couple of months had him going damn near insane. He was craving any kind of contact with you. 

Babydaddy!Bakugo who just can't resist your cooking, especially when it meant being in your presence even longer than usual. Now standing at your kitchen island eating the hefty plate you made him, watching you wrap the ones you’re giving him to go for him and his parents. Next you’re tidying up the area and putting the rest of the food up in tupperware bowls.

He's stalking your every move, watching you like a hawk. Like prey. And don't think for one second that he doesn't notice the way your dress gets stuck in between the cheeks of your ass when you bend down to put your clean pots and pans in the cabinet.

He thinks you’re teasing, bets you’re not even wearing panties. Maybe you're innocent, but either way he takes the bait, pressing his crotch against your ass while you’re still bent. 

“Katsuki.” You try to keep your voice stern but it doesn’t phase the crimson eyed devil behind you. 

“Y/N.” He says your name back just as serious, but you can hear it, the lust oozing from his tongue. It sends chills down your entire being as he rubs up against you, and god you hate being so weak.

Babydaddy!Bakugo who should've only been there to pick up his kid, but instead has you in his lap, palms planted on the round globes of your ass while you’re bouncing on his cock like your life depended on it.

It’s hard to keep a steady pace when he’s lifting you and dropping you back down so hard and fast. You're forced to bite your lip to keep your moans at bay, your son just a few feet away, sleeping in his swing.

“Kid can sleep through an earthquake, lemme hear that pretty voice."

Babydaddy!Bakugo who's still the hot headed idiot he's always been, is only gonna tell you one time. Gives you about a minute or so before he's holding you taut, bucking his hips up into you with the meanest, most devilish grin on his face.

Now you're whining and moaning like an absolute slut.

It makes his dick throb and his balls tighten, pussy clenching around him like a vice.

"Fuck, I miss hearing those sexy sounds."

He's licking and sucking on your nipple, squeezing and kneading until he's tasting that sweet liquid gold coating his taste buds.

"St-stopppp." You're whining and pushing at his head, doing nothing but egging him on. “You're wasting it."

"Nah, Papa's gonna drink it all up." He’s holding you tight, licking at the white beads that dribble from your nipple and fucking up into you so good you start to see spots of white in your vision. He feels the way you go rigid in his arms, the first syllable of his name stuck in your throat, and he knows you’re cumming for him. He doesn’t stop—his strong hips keep bouncing your stiffened figure like you weigh nothing, fucking you through your first orgasm.

Your pussy leaves him coated in your milky white cream, still dribbling onto his lap when he lifts you off.

“Made a mess of me.” 

You’re nodding like he asked you a question, it makes him chuckle. “I’m sorry.” 

He surely doesn’t mind, especially not with the way he swipes his two fingers through the folds of your cunt, gathering more of that creamy wetness on his hand to stroke at his cock. The loud squelch of his hand rubbing up and down, using it like a lubricant and coating himself in your essence, your scent. It all should’ve been disgusting. Lewd and indecent. 

Except it wasn’t. 

If anything it turned you on more, an indirect laying of claim, reminding you that he was still yours. God knows you shouldn’t be having those kind of thoughts, not until you two have reached a common ground, but Katsuki knew every which way to push your buttons. 

He’s got you on your back now, panting like a dog as he drills your cunt with remnants of your milk trailing down the bottom of his chin. 

A hand between your thighs and thumb strumming at your clit while he fucked you had you in a trance. Eyes rolled into the back of your head and your plump bottom lip pulled tightly between your lips. The sheer force and friction of every thrust has your bonnet slipping and sliding until the luscious jet black locks of your wig are free. Fuck it’s so long and pretty and you look like a fucking goddess underneath him. He wishes he could have you like this all day, everyday.

He's not letting up, both of those big hands of his now palming at the back of your thighs as he pushes them flat against the couch, pounding you to oblivion, digging you out like this might be the last time. You pray it's not the last time. You also pray your couch comes clean, he's got your pussy gushing, dripping all over your sage colored cushions.

Katsuki sees your eyes trailing over to Katsumi, the swing is still going, you wonder how long he set the timer for.

"Eyes on me baby, he's good. I promise."

He is. Mouth slightly open and he’s snoring a little, still sleeping like the little cherub he is while his daddy bullies your cunt, fucking you like he hates your guts.

"Just focus on me." He's peppering kisses all over you in between his speaking. "I know you miss me fucking you. Tell me how much you miss this dick."

It's been almost five months since you've been fucked like this, or fucked at all for that matter. 

"So so much! Miss you so much papa." You’re pulling his face down towards yours, pressing your lips together, legs wrapped around his waist. This scene probably resembles the one that got you pregnant in the first place.

"Yeah? Talk to me, mama.” He hopes you mean it. Prays it isn't just cock-drunk babbling cus he misses you too. So fucking much.

"Yeahh.” Your brows are scrunched together as you nod furiously. “I haven't fucked nobody else. This pussy's still yours baby."

God he misses you like this, so cock-drunk and cute.

He leans in to kiss you again, tongues fighting for dominance against each other’s. “Haven’t fucked anybody either. This dick is always gonna be yours baby.”

He feels you clenching around him and that’s all the confirmation he needs as he shoots his seed deep in your pussy. 

The both of you lie there together, there’s no telling how many minutes have gone by—just skin to skin basking in the afterglow of eachother until Katsumi let’s out a yelp that startles the both of you, whining a little as his swing comes to a stop. He’s stretching his tiny arms and smacking his lips, both signs of a great nap, making those weird baby noises. 

Katsuki smirks to himself. He knows his kid like the back of his hand and wants to hit you with a big, fat ‘I told you so’ for doubting him. Instead, plants a kiss on the side of your face before he gets up. 

Babydaddy!Bakugo who has you blinking back tears as you stare at his retreating form exiting the threshold of your home. 

“Be safe.” You call out just before the door closes. It’s always bittersweet every single time, watching the two of them leave, praying they both returned to you safely. It makes you yearn to have your family back. Back under the same roof, and back to the way things used to be.

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demi sexual bakugou realizing his feelings for reader?

Demi-Sexual Bakugou realising his crush on GN reader!

Katsuki was always so focused on becoming the best that he never even thought of relationships with anyone.

When you first transferred to class 3-A bakugou didn't really notice you, thinking of you as an extra and nothing more.

However, when you spotted the red eyed blonde, you were head over heels, you just had to be in his life.

Now befriending Bakugou was a tough feat, starting out with being around the Bakusquad was your way to go, and you eventually developed deep connections with everyone, except bakugou, which frustrated you.

At first he barely acknowledges your presence let alone talk to you.

But over time he notices the small things about you, like the way you treat others with kindness even when battling with them, or when you dance around with mina after a big test is over, he begins to notice it all.

It's after this that he decides to make an effort to get to know you, of course its in his own special way.

This way includes, making conversations with you and aggressively making you drink water.

It's a slow step and he still shout obscenities at you, however the whole group (including yourself) can tell that he's warming up to you.

It's when you are both out on a work study together and you get injured that he realises that you're one of his closest friends and he'd rather die than see anything happen to you again.

Nothing much changes after this, he doesn't really change his actions towards you although you grow closer and closer as the weeks roll by.

It's at graduation where he realises that he's in love with you, you're talking about finding a date for prom and he feels himself get really irritated about it.

"Damn everyone is talking about their dates to prom but I haven't found anyone I want to go with" you say huffing. "You don't even have to take a date with you" He says acting nonchalant. "Kats of course you have to go with someone, who's going to take photos with me of I don't take anyone hmm?" you whine "You can take photos with me for all I care, the rest of the idiots will probably want photos with you too" He states awkwardly. "You don't get it Kats, you're supposed to go with a date, have a good night and kids them before you go home, that's what prom is about". He flicks your forehead "You goodamn idiot, we've just become full fledged heroes and you are worried about getting a kiss?" He rolls his eyes at you "Nevermind, I don't think I'm going to go" this makes him upset because he realises that he wants to take you to prom, he wants to dance with you and kiss you goodnight, but he can't find the words to tell you. "Like he'll you're not going, you're going with me whether you like it or not, I'm not letting you miss this, you've practically talked my ear off about it for the past year" He says looking down at you. "Go with you?... Like as in friends?" you ask shy because you have the biggest crush on. "I- fucking no you idiot, I'm in love with you can't your stupid brain tell?" He basically shouts blushing. "I'm in love with you too" you reply back and that's the story of how bakugou realises his feelings for you and you get together!

This will never NOT be my favorite thing

Not Allowed on the Bed

This was just supposed to be a thirsty drabble, but okay

Warnings: hybrid reader, swearing, virgin!reader, chubby reader, mentions of pregnancy

This is my first time writing hybrid, so it's not good, but here we go

You never thought you'd get adopted. It wasn't that you weren't cute, of course you were, but every time someone came into the shelter to look at the pets they'd look at you, maybe even play with you, and end up taking home one of the smaller hybrids. Still, you never stopped feeling hopeful when someone came in. You'd smile and speak sweetly and play as politely as you could manage. You didn't even jump up anymore, that wasn't nice, and you were a nice girl, or you did your best to be. Most of your friends had already found homes, you were happy for them, but you were also a little jealous, and lonely. The people that ran the shelter told you to be patient, that someone would choose you someday, and you believed them. Why wouldn't you? They were so nice and took such good care of everyone.

"C'mon, man, just give them a chance, you've only seen a few of them." Your floppy ears perked up at the voice. He sounded kind, your heart flooded with hope and your tail wagged tentatively. 

"Tch. Whatever, let's just get this over with." The other voice wasn't as kind. In fact it sounded downright mean. Like he was growling. But, you shouldn't judge a person by their voice, so you remained full of hope. Their scents were faint, but pleasant in different ways. 

They were only a couple of doors away, but there were two really pretty, much smaller pets in between you and them. Somehow, you were lucky, the gruff man didn't seem impressed with the pets before your room. Their scents were stronger now, your rear end was wiggling as you saw them through the window of your room. 

"Aw, look at this one, she's so cute." The red haired one with the kind voice and fresh, earthy scent spoke. 

The other man didn't really look at you, his head was turned and his eyes were cast to the side. "Tch." Was his only response. You looked up at them from where you sat on the floor of your room like a good girl. His scent was harsher in your nose, but you liked it. You tilted your head and smiled. 

"Hi there, cutie." The redhead grinned at you, waving eagerly. 

You waved back, your smile widening. 

"Did you want to meet her?" One of the workers asked the men. 

The redhead confirmed, but the gruff blond just tutted again. The worker let them in and you remained sitting, like a good girl.

"How long has she been here?" The redhead asked. 

"A long time." The worker answered sadly. "She's a sweet girl, and there's nothing really wrong with her except her size. I'll leave you alone so you can get to know each other." 

The redhead thanked them and held out his hand to you. You sniffed him politely and smiled again. "What's your name?" 

You told him and the blond's eyes snapped to your face when you spoke. 

"You bite or somethin'?"

"No." You assured him quickly, raising your hands in front of you, and waving them. 

"Then why the fuck are you still here?"

"Bakugou!" The redhead scolded.

"I'm not small like the other pets." You told him frankly.

"What does that have to do with anything?" The blond called Bakugou demanded. 

You shrugged. You didn't really know why it made such a difference to anyone whether the pet they took home was big or small, all you knew was what you'd heard when you got passed over time and time again.

"You trained?"

You nodded eagerly. "'m a good girl, I promise!" 

"We'll see about that." He smirked. 

Before you really knew what was happening you were headed home. Home. Finally. You were so excited to finally have a home and an owner that when he let you in you started bouncing around your new surroundings, sniffing and touching everything you could get your hands on. 

"Oi!" His firm tone stopped you in your tracks just before you climbed onto the big bed.

You went and stood in front of him. "Yes, Master?"

"The fuck? No, I'm not your fuckin' Master." he protested with a snarling scowl. 

"But you took me home." You reminded him.

"That's-" He swallowed, eyes darting around in search of an answer. "You don't call me that, got it?"

"What do I call you, then?"

"Katsuki." He informed you. 

"Katsuki!" You parroted cheerfully. "'m Katsuki's good girl!" Your behind wiggled in your excitement. 

"Not if you you keep fuckin' crawlin' on my bed." He grumbled. 

He said things like that often, growling and snarling at you, saying if you did this or that that you weren't his good girl, but he always scratched behind your floppy ears while you sat next to him on the couch, always gave you some of whatever he was eating, always made sure you were healthy and safe. The only thing he forbade was you sleeping on his bed, he disliked you even being in his bedroom, but allowed it on occasion when he was with you. You had your own bed, and he expected you to sleep in it, no matter how much you begged. 

His friends were nice to you when they came over. The redhead that had helped Katsuki bring you home was called Shitty Hair, there was a taller, thinner one that always smiled and smelled like oranges called Plain Face, and a shorter blond with grabby hands called Dunce Face. They always brought you treats, scratched your head, and told you what a good and pretty girl you were. You liked them. 

"You want another treat?" Dunce Face asked you, holding the treat over you where you were sitting on the floor. 

You nodded and followed the treat with your eyes. 

"She's had enough." Katsuki scoffed. 

"Aw, but she likes them, and she's so cute." Dunce Face pouted. "Look at her jiggle when she jumps for it!" He lifted the treat for emphasis and you jumped up eagerly.

"Yeah, she can have just one more." Shitty Hair nodded. 

"Oi! Go take a nap, I'll wake you up for dinner." Katsuki ordered. 

"Okay!" You hopped up and went to your bed in the other room. You weren't sleepy, but it couldn't hurt to get cozy in your bed and let Katsuki have time alone with his friends. You walked around in a circle a few times before curling up, yawning a little. 

"Oh, man, I might need to get myself a pet." Dunce Face pouted again. "Unless you let me borrow yours." He continued in a sing-song tone. 

"Fuck off." Katsuki growled.

"Hey, relax, Bakugou." Shitty Hair tried to defuse the tension. "He's kidding, aren't you, Kaminari?"

"Kinda." 

"Bakugou doesn't do that." Plain Face informed. 

"You don't?"

"Not everyone has sex with their hybrid." Shitty Hair responded, cutting off Katsuki before he could speak, but you'd heard him move. 

Sex. You'd heard about that from some of the other pets, mostly the surrendered ones and a few of the strays. It sounded a little scary, but some of them made it sound nice. You weren't sure what to think, but Katsuki didn't seem interested, so you didn't think it would be a problem for you. You yawned again and drifted off to sleep. 

You felt weird. Huffy and lonely. Katsuki was at work and normally you'd fill your day with the chores you'd chosen to do and sleeping and playing, but today, you just felt . . . cooped up. Something was wrong and you didn't know what, but you knew it wasn't right. Opening the windows did nothing to alleviate the way you were feeling trapped. Even eating, you usually enjoyed, wasn't appealing to you right now. And you just wanted Katsuki home. Why did he have to be at work today? Why were there so many hours before he was coming home? You huffed again, pacing around the living room with your arms crossed over your chest. It seemed huffing was the only thing you could do to express yourself right now. You inhaled deeply, nostrils flaring as your senses were overwhelmed by an intoxicating scent. It was familiar, you knew it was Katsuki's, but it was so much stronger, more . . . delicious

Your mouth watered. You needed more of it and your feet carried you toward the source. The place you weren't supposed to be without Katsuki, but you needed it. Your chest heaved as you tried to inhale more of the scent, needy, guilty whimpers already escaping your lips as you entered the forbidden space. You knew better than to be in here, all but one of your instincts were screaming at you to leave this room. Too bad this new, strange instinct was pushing them all to the back of your mind. You crawled slowly into the bed, under the covers, and buried your face in Katsuki's pillow, inhaling deeply. You lost yourself in the heady scent of him, your mind going hazy for a moment, and it felt like you were floating while your body filled with warmth, your skin tingling. You don't know how long you laid there, sniffing his pillow, but you whimpered the whole time, and your pussy was dripping slick onto his sheets, soaking and making your thighs sticky. 

"What the fuck are you doing?" His gravelly voice met your ears and at first you felt sick, guilt coursing through you at disobeying him, but you couldn't control the excited shiver that ran through you at the timbre of his growl, another gush of slick coating between your thighs.

"I said," He moved closer, his voice lowering dangerously, "what the-"

You jumped up and cut him off by clumsily crashing your lips into his. 

He didn't push you away, but made no move to kiss you back, just let you move your lips over his, and swallowed thickly, a snarl on his lips when you pulled away. 

You whimpered, feeling tears sting your eyes when he didn't speak.

Finally, he growled lowly at you, "What's the rule?"

"Katsuki?" You sniffled confusedly. 

"What's the one fuckin' rule?" He repeated.

"Don't go on the bed." You sniffled again. 

"And what did you do?" 

You hung your head, unable to look him fully in the eye because of the way his voice and scent were making you rub your thighs together. "Went on the bed." You pouted. 

"Bad girl." He snarled. 

Your head snapped up, your lips quivering. He'd never called you bad before. You wanted to protest, but he was right. You were bad. You were a bad girl. He was gonna bring you back to the shelter and then you'd never find another home, or if you did your next owner wouldn't treat you the way Katsuki did. Fat, hot tears rolled down your cheeks.

"Tch." He scoffed. "What the fuck're you cryin' for?"

"'m sorry for being bad, won't- won't do it again!" You fell to your knees in front of him. "P-please don't get rid of me." 

"Dumbass, I'm not fuckin' gettin' ridda ya!" He snarled, then sighed and gripped your shoulder, lifting you to standing. "But I can't let you get away with this." He walked over to the bed, dragging you with him, and put you over his knee. "You know why you're not allowed in the bed?"

"N-no." You sniffled, rubbing your thighs together in spite of your fear and shame, you couldn't help but enjoy the warmth, the source of the scent so close to your nose. 

He was breathing heavily for some reason, running his hands over your skin, squeezing and grabbing handfuls of your flesh. "You can't guess? Hah?"

You tried to think, but it was hard to form anything in your mind with him so close and touching you the way he was. "Be- because 'm your pet." You whimpered out when his hand slid between your thighs. 

He pulled his hand away and spanked you, the initial sting making you yelp and jolt, despite the way you wanted to beg for him to do it again. "Wrong." 

"Not- 'm not your pet?" More tears threatened to fall.

"You ain't a pet to me, baby, but you are mine." He growled out, putting heavy emphasis on the last word. Katsuki went back to rubbing and squeezing you. He let out a low growl as his fingers brushed over the wetness coating your inner thighs. "So fuckin' wet already. This all for me?" 

You nodded, a pleasured whine left your lips when his hand landed another spank to your ass. "Yes, all for you!" You cried out. "So wet for you!" 

"Good girl." 

His words had you gushing and whimpering again. 

"You like that, baby?" He didn't seem to want an answer this time, instead helping you move so you were on your back on the bed in front of him, immediately spread your thighs, and slid two thick fingers into your entrance. 

"Too much, 's too much, Katsuki!" You whined.

"Gotta get you ready, baby, so be my good girl and take it." 

You nodded again, the burning stretch giving way to fluttering, tingling pleasure as his fingers pumped and curled within you, the sloshing noises that met your ears only seeming to encourage him and spur him on. His thumb brushed over and circled a spot just above your entrance at the same time his fingers curled and dragged over a spot within you that had you squirming and seeing stars. You couldn't hold back your voice as you screamed out his name, your entire body tensing, then slowly relaxing while his fingers slowed. He pulled them from you and licked them while you whimpered at their loss. 

You tried to move forward, but he pushed you back. "Stay." 

You whimpered, but obeyed, eyes trained on him as he stood and removed his clothes. Your mouth watered as you took in his fully exposed form, an excited whine escaped you when he started moving toward you. He crawled over you and looked down at you, meeting your lips in a tender kiss. "You're mine." He growled against you lips when he pulled away. 

"Yours." You assured him. 

At your word he pushed inside you slowly. Hands gripping your hips as he sat back and began thrusting languidly. It didn't hurt thanks to the preparation he'd done. You felt so full, so right with him inside, his cock dragging over that place within you that made you squirm and dig your nails into him to ground yourself. Your hands held his shoulders, your eyes were locked on his while his grunts and groans created a lewd duet with your moans and whimpers.

"My good girl, let's fill you up."

When he moved faster you felt the tingling pressure building again, he drew your plush thighs around his waist, and drove into you, your voice rising again as you came undone, feeling him fall apart just after you and spill inside you with a growling groan. 

After he pulled out he put on pajamas and you went to go sleep on your bed, but he stopped you, grabbing your shoulder. "Where the fuck you think you're goin'?" 

"My bed, Katsuki."

He huffed and dragged you to his bed, pulling you next to him, and curling his body around yours. "This is your bed now, baby."

"But- you said." 

"Forget what I said. This is your bed now, dumbass."

"Go take a nap, you've had enough treats."

"Okay." You smiled and jumped up to go to sleep in the bed you now shared with Katsuki, the eyes of his friends trained on your plump behind as you walked. 

"I thought you didn't let her sleep in your bed, man." Plain Face reminded. 

"Shut up. Changed my mind." 

"Aw, Kacchan, what a softie!" Dunce Face teased. 

"Don't feel bad, Bakugou, most people let their pets sleep in their beds eventually." 

"Yeah, but most of them don't knock them up." 

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