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Hello I now shall be giving you a verbal  reenactment of me reading this story....enjoy.

“Oh damn sis tied up and shit....KiNky.”

“Not him...not him kissing y/n goodies.”

“Ohhhh I- bicth same I read his smut to sis. Drop the link 😋”

“Hell Yeha sis wet....who wouldn’t be?”

“Shin shin....yo whole plan about to backfire.”

“Who not a Hero Whore? Bicth we both know you lying.”

“WHORES ALL YALL JUST WHORES!”

“...oh my....oh oh oh my.”

“Dis shit I- crazyyyyy”

“Told you you were a hero whore.....”

“I-....he.....I....sooooo.....and I’d do it aging.”

In for your sake I shall cut this reenactment short thank you and have a lovely day Lady’s,gentlemen and They’s.

imagine your boyfriend shinsou finding out you've been reading fan fiction about a certain explosive pro hero. imagine how mad he would be. imagine how desperately he'd want you to learn your lesson. imagine him inviting over the same pro hero you were caught reading about....

warning(s): dubcon, degradation, dacryphilia, bondage, voyeurism, pussy slapping, face slapping, spit

Your boyfriend had seemed annoyed when he first came home, down right angry, and if you were unsure of his intentions when he had demanded you wait in the bedroom for him, the ropes tied around your wrist and ankles are a good indicator of what’s to come.

Cold air rushes through the room as he opens the door, kissing your dripping cunt and causing a shiver to run down your spine. The blindfold around your eyes robs you of the sight of your ravenous boyfriend, but you can hear just how excited he is when he says your name—a growl, low and deep and oh so predatory. But another voice, a familiar voice, stops his name from tumbling out of your lips.

“Is your idea of a fuckin’ joke?” Bakugou growls. “Because I ain’t laughing, Eye Bags.”

A hand comes down to slap at your pussy, and the fact that you aren’t sure whose it is only adds to the thrill of it all. Your cry is strangled, cut off swiftly by the same hand cupping your face and forcing you to face the blonde.

Shinsou’s voice is dangerously monotone as he replies, “Does this look like a joke? She’s tied up and waiting to be used.” His fingers trail down your puffy folds, spreading them wide and showing off just how wet you already are.

You reflexively try to clamp your thighs shut, but the restraints prevent you from doing so, and you’re left with your throbbing cunt put on display. A whine crawls its way out of your throat, a pathetic sound really, a sound that has Shinsou striking his hand down on your mound again and demanding you to “shut the fuck up with your crying and take it like the slut you are.”

“After all,” your boyfriend continues on, his lips right next your ear and brushing against the sensitive skin, “you were the one reading about pro hero Dynamite bending you over and fucking you senseless. Where was he fucking you again? Was it on a building? I can’t quite remember. I’m sure you do. I’m sure you’ve cum to it countless times. Tell me, kitten, where was it? Where was Dynamite fucking you in the story?”

Tears of shame prick at the corners of your eyes and you shake your head, thrashing against the ropes and causing them to bite at your skin more. Bright lights burn into your pupils as the blindfold is ripped off of your face, and you’re met with the sight of Bakugou’s stunned face looking right at you, his erection obvious in his tight hero costume.

The blonde smirks when he sees just how embarrassed you are. “So that’s what this is all about, hah?” he darkly chuckles. “The little whore was getting off on me? I’m flattered. Who knew you were such a big fan?”

“I can explain,” you babble. “I—”

Another chuckle passes out of his lips, and he looks every bit of a predator as he begins to strip his clothes off. “No need to, princess. You’ve been getting off on some bullshit words about me and your boyfriend here has been nice enough to bring you the real deal. What else is there to explain?”

“Don’t be gentle,” Shinsou warns, retreating to the chair in the corner of your bedroom. “I want the slut to get this out of her system so I don’t have to catch her reading that shit again.”

“Wasn’t fuckin’ planning on it.”

And then, his large hands are grasping at your thighs, squeezing the plush flesh and kneading at it until you’re mewling, absolutely writhing underneath his touch. His digits dance across your folds, never entering but never straying too far from their target, and he laughs again when he sees the trail of slick dripping down your legs.

“Jesus fucking Christ, princess, you really are wet for me. You got a thing for heroes, is that what is it? You’re a hero whore?”

The tears are freely flowing down your face now, and you don’t even bother trying to hide how embarrassed you are. How could you? You’re tied up and spread-eagle for the man you’ve been fantasizing about ever since you stumbled across that cursed story. “’m not a hero whore,” you weakly defend, and that only makes him laugh even more.

Vermillion orbs flick down to your clit, reveling in the sight of your drooling cunt, and he slaps his thick cock down on it, letting it rest right on the swollen bundle of nerves. “Not a hero whore, hah? Then why are you so fuckin’ wet when you’ve got one ready to fuck you while another one watches?”

Any protests you had quickly morphs into a moan as Bakugou sinks his cock into you. He’s girthier than Shinsou, the veins decorating his shaft far more prominent and adding even more pleasure as they graze against your walls. It doesn’t even occur to you that your boyfriend is watching the entire ordeal until you meet his burning gaze, and the smirk on his face has your mouth flopping open, your tongue lolling out and swiping across Bakugou’s shoulder.

“I wonder if you’ve ever made such a lewd face for me, kitten,” Shinsou muses, his tone treacherous and dripping with envy. “Does his cock feel better than mine?”

“Course it fuckin’ does,” Bakugou growls, and he snaps his hips just to emphasize his point. “Listen to her moan like a bitch in heat for me. Gonna make her cry for me and you get to sit there and watch. Take a few notes, yeah? You’re gonna need them.”

There’s no trace of mercy to be found in how roughly Bakugou thrusts into you. With his hefty balls slapping against your slick thighs, his fingers buried in your hair and pulling for dear life, his other hand spanking at your bottom in hopes that he leaves a handprint for your boyfriend to look at the next time he fucks you, you’re a moaning mess underneath him. Your cunt has never been so full before, and it’s almost painful to feel the head of his cock prodding at your cervix.

But it’s still not enough.

“Bakugou,” you cry out. “M-more! I need more!”

His hands grab your hips, pulling them up and allowing him to pound into you at an angle that has your eyes rolling to the back of your head. “Course you fuckin’ do, you whore. Want more of my cock. Can’t get enough of it, hah? Want me to fuck you until you can’t walk?”

“Fuck her stupid,” Shinsou eggs on, and you can hear the unmistakable noise of his hand slapping against his thigh as he pumps his own cock. “I want her ruined when you’re done with her.”

It’s almost too much to handle. You’re almost sure that the ropes have split your skin open by this point, and a part of you is afraid Bakugou’s cock might split your body in half. He’s rutting into you so roughly, so primarily, that you have no other choice than to just cry out his name over and over as if it were your own personal mantra. This, of course, only motivates him to go harder, deeper, cock head drilling into your cervix and causing your legs to shake violently.

You aren’t sure if it’s tears or drool streaming down your face. Whatever it is, Bakugou spreads it around, forcing two of his fingers down your throat and watching you gag around the digits. “Good thing I didn’t fuck your face,” he grunts. “Shocker that a whore can barely take two fingers. C’mon, I wanna hear you say it. Say you’re a fuckin’ whore.”

Dignity be damned. Dignity was tossed out of the window the second the blindfold was taken off and your cunt clenched at the sight of him. “‘m a whore! A stupid, dirty whore! A hero whore!”

“Goddamn right you are. Now cum all over this cock. I know you’re close. I know how much you’ve been wanting this. Fuckin’ do it.” The back of his hand strikes down across your face one last time, and that’s what tips you right over the edge and head first into your orgasm.

Straining against the ropes, your back arching painfully, you scream out his name as you cream all over him, your juices spilling out over both of your thighs. It’s a symphony of moans and pleasure as the three of you reach your highs together, the crescendo a mixture of Bakugou and Shinsou’s combined grunts as they both release to your mangled sobs.

“Did that fulfill your fantasies, princess?” Bakugou sneers, his face buried into the crook of your neck.

But just when you thought it was over, Shinsou saunters over to your sweaty bodies with a grin on his face that makes your entire body tense up once again.

His fingers trail down your wet face and ghost across your lips before he places a gentle kiss upon your forehead. “Don’t get too comfortable now. We’re just getting started.”

Hello, miggiisdumb I have something very important to say and In my minds every should know about you and your writings.

Girl I hope your favorite character come up in yo house one day and eat you out like the goddesses you are,you deserve yo shit eaten left to right,upside down,forward and backwards,double Dutch and ect.

I don’t know why you decided to just come on this app and create such a damn amazing story. But from the bottom of my foot to the top of the hair on my head.

Thank you for coming to my Ted Talk.

If y’all thought I was done with Bully Bakugou think again🔫

cw: +18, fingering, public sex, degradation, slight breeding kink and dumbification if you squint

Bakugou’s always so mean to you- but you’re “secretly” a pervert and love every minute of it.

It’s just something about the way he gets so angry, that narrow of his vermilion eyes and snarl on that ferally-handsome face. You were hooked on it from the very first day you started working as his sidekick, felt your legs clench when he seized you down from head to toe.

“Better not get in my way, rookie.”

God, even his voice has you delirious.

So you do everything to get on Bakugou’s nerves- act like a total ditz just so he could make fun of you for it, “conveniently” forget paperwork so he could be all up in your face, seething at you for being such an airhead, or even lose spars on purpose during training, just to feel his muscle bound body manhandle you down on the mats, trap your hands behind your back, words of condescension almost making you soak through your leggings.

You figured it was starting to become obvious by the way you sometimes purposely drop things whenever he’s around and bent over to grab them, ass out and obvious from your leotard hugging your curves- but Bakugou’s eyes burning on the backside of your thighs is always worth it.

You’re none the wiser when Bakugou demands you to follow him down a dark alleyway, cutting your patrol path short because the day’s boring and slow. You don’t expect to be pushed against the wall, breath knocked out of you and still rendered breathless with the broad chest trapping you still, hot huffs of a growl dancing on your face.

“You must think you’re real funny, rookie- think I got all the patience to deal with you.” Bakugou spat, tight grip on your hips having you hitching your breath when he pulled you flushed on him.

“You some kind of slut that gets off of flashin’ her ass around, hah?”

Heavy gauntlets clank so loud against the ground that it wouldn’t be surprising if any passerby caught the sound and saw the indecency of two respectful heroes on duty, but that was the least of your concerns.

Dazed eyes watched the way Bakugou bit a glove off, revealed his big, marred and calloused hand from years of work, followed it down your body, between brown thighs that clenched tight around his wrist when he moved your leotard out of the way and brushed rough tips between your already wet lips. It was like electricity tazzed all of your nerves as he rubbed lazy circles on your clit.

And nasty words kept being whispered in your ear.

“Shit, look at this mess. Walkin’ around in public when you’re this filthy... you really got no shame, sweet cheeks.”

Bakugou slides two fingers in with ease and your jaw slants wide open from the stretch, ten times better than what your fingers or toys could try to replicate. He pumps them once, twice,three times, and juices are squelching all over, loud and crude, your shaky hands gripping his shoulder as you curl on his chest, panting and gasping because he was picking up speed with every passing second, curling on the spongy spot within your pussy regardless of how much you squeezed around his fingers.

The free hand gripped your jaw, hoisted your head up so teary eyes are meeting his lidded ones, deep cherry red from lust as he speaks against your lips.

“You did all of this on purpose, didn’t you?” Bakugou purrs, almost lovingly pecks your lips. “Just what exactly are ya trying to get at, baby?”

He figured he could call you out and tease you for being a pervert, thinking your dumb little attempts at trying to seduce him would go unnoticed, then be mean and leave you all hot and bothered during the rest of your patrol.

He wasn’t expecting you to smile back- wasn’t expecting your hands to grab his arm and grind yourself deeper on his fingers, sensitive nub rubbing on his palm, moans hazing so softly against his mouth as you stare at him in drunken infatuation.

“I want your babies.” You whispered and it drives Bakugou wild, restraint gone as if it was never even there.

“Bend over.”

There’s no room to complaints and you more than happily comply.

It ends with Bakugou being nice to you for once and carrying you the rest of the way back to the agency, still dumb from all the loads stuffed into your poor and sensitive cunt.

Whenever I read a Peter Parker x Reader Smut I can’t help but remember that in one universe a MJ died from radiation poison from his baby batter and I-💀