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[bakugotsundere]

FIND OUT | ARMIN ARLET (1)

PAIRINGS - Jean x Black Reader

WARNINGS - smut, nsfw, 18+, daddy kink, size kink, submissive y/n, soft/hard dom, cream pie

Summary: this is really just jean smut here but the next chapter will be armin.

you had never imagined that this is how things would turn out between you and Armin really. seeing him with Annie crushed you but you couldn’t say anything because after all, you had to keep what you and him had done together a secret. for the sake of the friendship and his relationship.

Mikasa and Eren introduced you to Armin a few months ago and everything was cool at first. you both had the same interest in everything so you found yourself in classes together and ran into him almost everyday but that was before. before he showed up to your home drenched in rain with that stupid book in his hand while everyone was at Eren’s party. that was before he admitted to wanting to taste you and that was before he had his mouth hovering over your soaked cunt.

it wasn’t long before he started coming over to your home more and more, begging for you to let him have another taste at you and promising this’d be his last time over and over again until one day it really was the last time but you’re the one who called it quits. it was for the better, you told yourself over and over that it was but now that you sit at your couch watching him and Annie lay up under one another, you realize how much of a mistake you had made.

Annie was a friend of reiners who was a friend of Erens. your friend group was small. it only being you, mikasa, eren, connie, armin, sasha, and that cocky son of a bitch jean who had been secretly wanting to fuck the shit out of you, just once so he could brag to Connie that he fucked the thickest girl on campus but little did he know Armin was already halfway their and wasn’t just doing it to brag, Armin was fucking infatuated with you and loved everything about you. he was going to do it to show that he didn’t give a fuck about anything else but you and your pretty pussy.

you had invited everyone over for a minute only because you never really got together with all of them and Armin ended up bringing Annie along with him. Jean showed up high so he was currently in your kitchen standing against the counter, watching you as you washed your hands. he found this as a perfect opportunity to slide behind you, placing his large hands at your waist as his tall figure hovered over your short one.

he brung his head to your ear and told you something that you probably would never forget, “i wanna know what it’s like inside you.” he whispered lowly in your ear. your cheeks burned with surprise and you turned the water off and froze up, “Jean…you’re high.” you told him and Armin watched the both of you. he wanted to say something. he wanted to do something but what would that make him look like? jealous and if he was jealous of another person touching you that’d make Annie suspicious and would bring suspicion onto the both of you.

“yea, i am but there’s still a sober part of me that wants to see you covered in my cum.” he said and your eyes went wide and you turned around to look up at him, “you can’t say shit like that. go hit on mikasa or something.” you motioned and he smacked his lips, “i’m sure Eren has fucked the living hell out of her. i just wanna do the same to you. that’s it. we can forget it ever happened and since we’re high it’s even better that can be our excuse.” he explained and you shook your head, sighing.

he’s the only one that’s fucking high.

you glanced over jeans broad shoulders, to see Armin and Annie kissing and this. this made your blood boil. you looked back at jean and wrapped your hand around the nape of his neck and stood on your tippy toes, “i’m going to my room. lie to them and say you have to use the restroom and meet me there.” you told jean and he looked surprised but still held that stupid smirk of his.

connie and sasha sat on the couch, half asleep, while mikasa and eren were chilling, eren face stuck in his phone and mikasa staring at the tv screen.

“you guys can stay here for the night if you want. i’m gonna go up to my room.” you said softly and Armin perked his head up from Annie’s neck and stared at you. “that’s cool. i think sasha and connie are the only ones who will be staying.” eren said and you nodded your head.

you walked upstairs and hurried to your room waiting for jean to come. a few minutes later jean came in and you closed the door behind him. “Armin was down there when you came up?” you asked and he nodded his head. “jean you can’t tell anyone about this. not even connie. this is just to blow off some steam. ok?” you asked and this sobered him up.

“i-i won’t tell anyone. i promise. just a quick fuck.” he said pulling you against the door to your room, “just a quick fuck.” you whispered against his lips. he slammed his lips against yours. the smell of weed filling your nose as you brung your body closer to his. his kissing was nothing like Armins but it was something. it was something.

he kissed and pulled at your lips until they were almost swollen, laughing lowly as he pulled away realizing how eager he was being, “sorry. just. too good.” he said as he placed kisses at your neck. you moaned as he nibbled at your brown flesh that you knew would turn a temperature dark red if he didn’t stop. “no. no hickeys Jean.” you moaned and he smiled against your neck, “ok. ok. i won’t.” he persisted as he placed kisses along your collarbones then down to your cleavage.

he lifted up your t-shirt, raising it over your head and stared at your breast, not wanting to wait for his hands to replace the lace bra you had on. he began to unclip it. once un clipped he waisted no time to take your breast in his mouth. he didn’t do it like armin, he went straightforward, no teasing. just simply sucking at your breast. you placed your hand at the nape of his neck like earlier and rubbed it softly as he gnawed at your breast. you watched in satisfaction. he then did the same with the other one, “didn’t know i had a son.” you breathed out and he smiled, “you’ve got jokes huh?” he asked now towering back over you. “m-mhmmm.” you egged as you stood there shirtless.

he placed kisses at your stomach stopping at your pelvic area. he dragged his hands down to your sweatpants, tugging at them to come off. he looked up at you, asking for confirmation and you nodded your head grateful that he showed a sign of asking for permission. he pulled them down and your mind started spinning, the last person to ever see down there was armin and…shit. you felt really guilty about everything now.

“j-jean. wait.” you told him and he paused and saw the worry in your face and became concerned, “you ok?” he asked and you nodded your head. “this…this is just to get back at armin. i used to do stuff like this with him and seeing him with Annie really made me mad and now i feel like im using you.” you rambled and he smiled and kissed you on your cheek, cuffing your cheeks, “yes. you may be using me but i don’t care. i’ve been waiting to fuck the shit out of you for the longest and i’m not gonna let you guilt your way out of this. i know what you’re doing. i wanted this first remember? this is what i do. i fuck around and you just so happen to be one of the people i want to fuck around with. even if it’s just once. now shut the fu up and let me do my job.” he told you and after realizing what he said you gave in.

“shit. i talk too much.” you laughed kissing him again and he kissed you in between your breast, “i won’t tell the others about this love.” he breathed before your hands found themselves underneath his shirt, feeling against his tone body. you raised his shirt and you never realized how good his body looked until now, “i forget you play football at times.” you mumbled, kissing him once more before your hands dragged down to the print in his pants. he was big, really big. bigger than Armin? you hadn’t known because armin was always pleasing you. you never knew what his felt like except for once or twice when he’d graze it against your pussy before going to eat.

“everybody does.” he boasted before pulling his sweatpants off along with his briefs. you looked down at it and when you realized how hard it was your mind thought so much. his was long and like slim but not to slim. like the perfect size. wasn’t too thick but was a little on the long side. the tip was red and veins scattered along his length and arousal rushed to your pink panties.

he grabbed you by your waist, lifting you up allowing your legs to wrap around his torso. he moved you to the desk next to your door and pushed your panties to the side. his large arms held you up as he pushed the tip in, your nails dug into the skin of his back as you moaned out in pleasure as he went deeper inside. “shhh. they’ll hear us.” he groaned in your ear as he felt your walls sink around him.

the first thrust was slow but then he picked up the pace as you let out quiet wines in his ear. he was deep. so deep. him grabbing your hips and bouncing your body up and down made you cry out in his shoulder.

“Hey y/n, we’re leaving.” you heard Armins voice say from out of your door, you froze up, “o-ok.” you yelled out as Jean fucked you harder. sounds of your thighs clapping against his lower stomach too loud almost.

you locked eyes with Jean and warned him but he just smiled and continued to fuck you. “uhhh…have you seen Jean? he went to the bathroom and never came back.” he questioned and your mind was fucking everywhere. all you knew was that you couldnt focus while he was fucking you this hard. and this was your first conversation with Armin since every thing.

Jean wrapped his arm around your lower back and started to rub your clit. “Shit. h-he’s in the bathroom s-still. fuck. i-i think. idk Armin, jesus.” you groaned and Jean chuckled lowly as he watched you squirm underneath him. “o-ok.” he replied and you mentally slapped yourself cause now you’d have to apologize to him.

as soon as Armins footsteps became distant Jean started to fuck you even harder. his thrust hard and deep. your pussy coating him with your juices. you were worth the wait. so worth the fucking wait. the wet sounds of your pussy and his dick filled the room that you slept in. one particular thrust had you going wild. the knot in your stomach tightened and the depth in your finger nails between the flesh of his skin got deeper.

you could feel your self tighten around him and your moans get louder and louder. your mind was gone. “Jean. i’m about to cum.” you whined and he took this as a sign to go harder. his strokes got harder and your moans got louder. he grunted as your walls squeezed him, “shit y/n.” he groaned and with a few sloppy thrust you came all over him, coating his dick in your white cream. and with a few sloppy thrust he began to reach his climax too.

he sat you down at the table and placed his hand on his length, “where do you want me to cum?” he asked and you looked up at him and rubbed your breast, “here please.” and with a few hand strokes he was cumming on your breast. throaty groans leaving his lips as he did so.

you both were out of breath. sweat dripped from his chest and he looked at you and smiled, “If Armin could see you right now…” and you hit him in his arm and stood up, almost falling right back down.

he held you up, helping you gain your balance “i got you. let’s start this shower before i go.” he mumbled as he grabbed your hand, bringing you inside the bathroom. he started to run it and he grabbed his clothes putting them back on and you watched.

“you ok?” he asked and you nodded your head. “thank you.” you whispered and he looked confused as he pulled his shirt over his head. “for what?” he asked. “for making me forget about armin for once.” you told him and he laughed, “no problem. we forget this ever happened. okay?” he asked and you smiled lazily.

“yes, we forget.”

[bakugotsundere]

Euphoria | Connie Springer

PAIRINGS: Connie x black fem reader

REASONING: Didn’t feel like there was enough Connie smut

DISCLAIMER: Can still read if you’re not black

Warnings: smut, nsfw, 18+, car sex, slight praise kink

You knew what would happen after he dropped Jean and mikasa off. You knew everything that would go down after that and he did too. He could tell how nervous you were but so eager at the time and he liked seeing you in a situation like this.

Bryson tiller played as you got closer and closer to Jeans house. Connies favorite artist was Bryson so there wasn’t a car ride without hearing his voice. Let em know played and Jean and Connie liked to sing at the top of their longs as if they really even had a voice. The smell of weed was strong and you all had been intoxicated. Jean and mikasa a little bit too high. You knew she’d be going home with Jean.

The weed you had was starting to get to you. You had only had a few hits and Connie and Jean on the other hand...they basically shared it. Connie knew you didn’t smoke a lot so he made sure not to pass it to you as much. mikasa had a few hits too, more than you at least.

“It's about time I do it. It's about time I say this shit. Spent a lot of time on the waitin' list. Roll up the doja then blaze that shit. Who gonna give you lovin' the same as this? A-game girl, I bring that shit. I know you want the same last name as him. Him bein' Tiller he a solid young nigga.” Connie and Jean sang at the top of there lungs. Mikasa blushed as Jean looked back at her. You watched in adoration. You knew mikasa had wanted eren but it wasn’t working. Eren had been playing and Jean had been there to make up for everything. She told you everything. You and her were like bestfriends.

“you know what they say. If it ain't broke then don't fix it. It's clearly not broken, it's just so unfinished. I feel like my new bitch was just your apprentice. And we just got into it, here comes the endin.” Connie knew there was a double meaning under him singing this part.

He looked at you through the rear view mirror, his grey eyes low. He was letting you know something, letting you know that he meant every word he said. Reminding you too, reminding you of everything he did to you the last time you got high together. things were unfinished, so fucking unfinished. Blood rushed to your honey brown cheeks. He licked his lips before breaking the eye contact.

After that night at your house, you figured it’d be best not to talk about what happened and that’s what happened. He had a girlfriend and you had a boyfriend during that time and it was so wrong but you and Reiner had now been over. You didn’t know about him and hitch. You’d see them together all the time and he’d see you with Reiner. The tension had been strong.

As if mikasa could read your mind she whispered in your ear, “Hitch told me he broke up with her a couple of weeks ago, apparently they got into a huge argument.” You looked at him. “Reiner though.” You whispered to her, “I’m pretty sure Connie was the one who beat Reiners ass on campus last week but you got it.” She told you and you giggled. Immediately stopping when you realized how bad it was to laugh. connie really was kinda actually crazy over you, kinda scary sometimes. one small look of reiner gripping your wrist and a small flash of fear in your pretty eyes turned him upside down.

Connie pulled into jeans driveway and Jean and mikasa got out, “Bye guys, call me when you get home y/n.” Mikasa told you and you nodded your head. “See you later.” You told them. You got in the passenger seat and Connie pulled out of the driveway.

You watched him, he used the palm of his hand to turn and you felt your self start to get moist. He looked good. He had on a black t-shirt and a pair of black sweatpants. Connie In his chill state had turned you on a lot. He had a couple of wristbands on his wrist, probably from all of the camps he worked at during the summer back in high school.

He placed his large hand on your thigh, caressing it with his thumb gently. Your thighs clenched at this sudden contact. He was driving you crazy and he didn’t even know. Overtime played by Bryson tiller and he hummed it as his thumb tapped on your thigh. All you had on was a sun dress and a pair of slides. It was hot out and you loved sun dresses.

You had a loving personality, you were always so happy and Connie loved that. He loved how much your smile lit up the room, he loved how you’d check up on him every single day after his mother died. You were always there. He thought you deserved the world. You being so nice and kind had him overprotective over you. He hated how you let people walk over you, so he never gave them the chance to. As soon as he saw someone taking advantage of you he’d instantly get mad and his temper wasn’t the best. Nobody took him serious because he was always joking with sasha but after what he did to Reiner, everybody knew not to ever even touch you.

When everyone had refused to tell eren how wrongly he reacted to sasha getting hurt and Connie was the only person to say something, you were right there with him, backing him up like his sidekick. A smile appeared on your face at the thought of that day. “What are you thinking about?” He asked glancing over at you, noticing your smile.

“That time you were the only one telling eren about himself and everyone was just sitting there but I was right there backing you up like an idiot.” You told him and he smiled, “You were so mad for me. I like the fiery side of you, it’s adorable.” He told you and you rolled your eyes, “Thank you.” You said softly. He gave your thigh a small squeeze. His hand found its way up towards your inner thigh and you were starting to lose it. Your train of thoughts were leaving you by the second, couldn’t hold it in anymore. “C-Connie can you stop the car please.” You told him and he nodded his head, pulling over.

He looked over at you, “Wassup?” He asked and you looked down, “its just that...never mind.” You told him and he placed his hand underneath your chin, turning you to face him, “Want something from me?” He asked as he looked into your brown eyes and you nodded nervously. He pulled you close, kissing you on your lips. His lips were soft and he kissed you much more slower than last time, he took his time with this one.

He smelled of weed and cologne and you liked it. You found it very attractive. He pulled away, “Is that what you wanted?” He questioned and you took in your bottom lip nodding your head. “Y-You smell good.” You whispered and he smiled, letting his seat back to pull you onto his lap. “Thank you,” he kissed you on your lips again, you placed your small hands on his cheeks as his hands roamed your curves. He stopped at your ass, gripping it, making you gasp.

“sabes bien.”

“you taste good.” He said to you in Spanish before slapping your ass sending a pool of arousal to your panties.

You let out a small whimper. Your lips parted allowing his tongue to now get involved. You were already too into him, too focused on him. Nothing in your head but him.

This why you hated being alone with him, you couldn’t keep your hands up off of each other and once you 2 started you couldn’t stop. He shifted underneath you and you could feel his cock press against your pussy. He was very hard right now and you were very wet, soaking through your panties almost. You wanted all of him. You started to grind yourself on top of him and you could feel him tense up. You pulled away, “We can’t, not here.” He told you.

“I-I don’t wanna stop. Please Connie, I can’t wait. I need you right now.” You told him and he gave in. Your words went straight to his dick, he hated how much control your pretty voice had over him. “Fuck you’re so intoxicating.” He said underneath his breath before grabbing you by your neck and kissing you once more, letting you taste him once more. Your tongues both fighting each other for control. He started to knead your ass, gripping your flesh repeatedly.

You started to kiss him along his jawline then came to sucking at the skin of his neck. You heard a small grunt come from his lips. When it came to this, he let you have your way with him cause he knew that when things started to go further he’d be in control. He’d be the one making you weak. You found his sensitive spot and started to nibble at it and he gripped your waist tightly, moving your hips on his lap. He pulled you up, “Go to the back.” He told you and you did as you were told, crawling to the back.

You waited for him to get into the back with a stupid smile on your face. You climbed back on top of him and you noticed you had accidentally left a Mark on his neck, “shit. I’m sorry. I sucked at your neck a little too hard. I know how much you hate it and-

He kissed you on your lips, “Relax, I know i said I hate it but you get a pass.” He told you in between kisses, “but that does give me a reason to fuck you harder. Cant have you doing shit without any consequences , can we?” He asked, slapping your ass again. You shook your head no and he started to place kisses every where. he let both of his seats back and grabbed you by your neck, pulling you onto his seats of his car. you held onto the handle of the car door, arching your back for him. “good girl.” he said underneath his breath. he lifted your dress up and gripped your ass.

connie loved this view. your pretty cunt leaking with arousal and it was all for him. your plump ass positioned in the air, your stress marks claiming your thighs. “so pretty.” he muttered before he pulled his sweats down to his thighs. you were waiting. waiting for him to put his length inside you. you looked back, trying to take a glance at it and once you saw it your stomach sunk, it was big. too big. veins embedded around his sex and the tip leaking with precum and was swollen red. connie wasn’t as big and strong as Reiner but that didn’t even matter anymore, not that it even ever did but fuck, connies size wasn’t average at all.

he positioned the tip right at your seeping cunt. he gripped your ass spreading your pussy for his length. he put the tip in and your hands dug into the texture of the rest on the door of his tesla. you couldn’t. it felt so good already. you could hear a groan come from his lips as he pushed himself deeper inside you. he was going slow so you could adjust to his size because even he knew how big he was. his veins making your pussy lap over him desperately. “isn’t all of it in already?” you whined impatiently. “patience.”he growled lowly before ramming himself inside you, no longer letting you adjust in response to you being so rushing.

your eyes fluttered, he reached further than you imagined. it felt so good. so fucking good. something this big and deep inside you was so new and it made you go crazy. your core was burning with the feeling of his cock all the way in your stomach. “so fucking tight and warm.” he groaned. inside you felt like heaven to him, so wet and welcoming to his length. he started off slow and loud moans left your lips as he started to pick up the pace. he was constantly hitting at your sweet spot making you whimper.

“C-Connie i can’t.” you moaned out as your eyes brimmed with tears. “you asked for this didn’t you?” he questioned giving you hard thrust. your mind began to get hazy. vision almost leaving. he was destroying you so sloppily and you loved it. he slapped your ass followed by a very deep thrust. “i asked you a question.” he said to you and you bit the inside of your cheek, “yes, i asked for this.” you whispered, lips parting as he stretched your pussy. “so shut the fuck up and take it.” he demanded with his cock pumping in and out of you rapidly .

you were weak. so fucking weak. legs buckling, cries and begs leaving your lips at almost every thrust and he was ignoring all of it, railing his member inside of you. “feel so fucking good around my cock mi amor. wanna be inside your forever, wanna be with you forever, wanna fuck this tight little pussy forever -god damnit- so so fucking tight.” he continued as your walls repeatedly lapped around him tightly. you were trying to get a grasp of him but with each thrust he felt as if he was almost getting bigger.

“need you so much. everything about you is so freaking perfect. i just want more and more. can’t get enough of you and this pretty pussy.” he groaned pounding himself inside of you. his words were everything to you. you loved this connie. “mhmm.” you pushed him. he loved how well your pussy swallowed his fat cock. his veins grazing your enclosing walls. he slowed the pace down. the feeling of him massaging your walls was everything. you figured he was slowing down to give you a break but no. this was all to see you whimper underneath him in the end.

you started seeing stars when he picked up the pace. fucking you faster and harder. you couldn’t even describe the feeling. he took you by surprise. you couldn’t even moan anymore. you were lost for words, lost completely. only focusing on him and his this rapid pace. this was him truly destroying you. his long cock reaching farther than your cervix now, constantly dragging himself deeper and deeper into your sweet spot. your mind went blank almost. you couldn’t focus on anything anymore. only the sound of his hips snapping into you. your pussy was making such lewd noises. embarrassing almost.

one thrusts in particular made your eyes widen, made the knot in your stomach tighten. he was fucking you in such a rough manner. giving you very hard strokes with no type of remorse. he lived for this. lived for the sight of you go mute from him and him only. “ ‘like this don’t you? like the feeling of my length this deep inside this pretty little cunt of yours, huh?” he asked and you were at a lost. you couldn’t answer his question he was breaking you, breaking you so fast.

but you knew that if you didn’t say something he’d go crazy inside of you, if he didn’t hear that pretty voice of yours he’d force it out of you. “C-Connie, i-i” you tried. you tried, “lost for words are we? think i know what’ll make you talk my love.” he told and he gripped your ass, pushing your waist down into the seams of his leather car and you thought that he was done. his length reached you deeper in this position. you felt helpless at this point. you couldn’t. his dick was driving you so fucking crazy til the point where you had tears streaming down your face. this just made everything worse. this felt so good. you knew you’d be stuck. knew you wouldn’t be able to have anybody else’s fucking but his.

“Connie please. i’m about to...” you cried out and he slapped your ass, “not yet.” he growled lowly before he fastened the pace fucking you harder, balls slapping against your clit, making your mind drift off to just him and only me. your eyes rolled back and he he grabbed the back of your neck. “can’t...h-hold it in.” you babbled. “i understand, cum for me princess.” he said to you and that was it.

you reached your climax. knot tightening up inside you. legs shaking and as you creamed all over his dick. you tightened around him, squeezing him dry almost as you heard him let a few throaty groans followed by sloppy thrust. “w-where should i cum?” he asked and with you being in the heat of the moment you told him something he hadn’t expected, “inside me. fill me up with your cum please.” you told him softly and did so. you felt him twitch inside you before a warm liquid spilled into your stomach. your breathing was heavy.

you were so overwhelmed. you looked at the window, noticing that you and him fogged everything up. you grabbed your phone recording you and him both drawing a smiley face on the window with your fingers. once you saved it you both laughed. he turned you around, placing his fingers inside of you and getting his cum on his fingers, placing them in your mouth making you suck on them.

he pulled his pants up, panting and pulled your panties over your pussy. you fell into his lap. he looked down at you, wiping the tear marks from your face. “look so pretty.” he said. “thank you.” you whispered. he rubbed your cheek, “think mikasa and jean hit it off harder than us?” he asked making you laugh softly. “connie you made me cry and i have to take a plan b afterwards. not sure if i can even walk. you won and that goes for all my past experiences too.” you told him and chuckled lowly prompting a small peck on your lips.

“it’s vice versa, first person i have ever even came inside or even fucked in my tesla. you got scratches on my seats and i don’t even care. think i’m set on who i want with me.”

FINALLY FOUND OUT HOW TO DO THAT STRIP THING. AHHHH. ITS OVER.

CONNIE HAS SUCH BIG DICK ENERGY BRO, MAKES UP FOR HIS HEIGHT MAN, ALONG WITH HIS PERSONALITY😩😩😩😩

[bakugotsundere]

Hating Him - Bakugo Katsuki (3)

Bakugo x (black) fem reader

( still can read if you’re not)

sorry if it bothers you, i just felt that my black readers weren’t feeling black as they were reading y/n stories cause i for sure wasn’t

Warning: Smut, Rough sex, hair pulling, name calling, Nsfw 18+

It had been weeks since you talked to Bakugo. You had been avoiding him ever since that night at Minas house. Practice was quiet, no arguing between you two. There was a time a couple of days ago you argued, only because of him of course. He had to lead the team during practice once and was just being very obnoxious and he tried it with you and you snapped on him, so then it started a argument. Some hurtful things were said, you told him that Shindo had looked better than him and you knew this made his blood boil but he had already called you desperate so you could careless.

“Are you alright?” You heard shindo ask, pulling you out of your thoughts. You placed your feet in his lap, “I’m fine. Thanks for asking.” You said softly. Shindo was a transfer student. Mina had introduced him to the group right before you and bakugo had got into that argument. Shindo was very handsome and was a pretty chill person so you and him got along well. Bakugo hated Shindo for some unknown reason so he never came around anymore, he barely came around before so it didn’t matter. Shindos hands messaged your legs as you watched Denki try to act as something. You were playing a game of charades and you had to guess what denki was trying to be.

Everyone was here except for bakugo and Kirishima. “Hey guys.” You heard a familiar voice say. Speaking of the fucking devil. You turned around to be greeted with a happy kirishima and a angry bakugo. He just had to bring him. Bakugos eyes met yours and he clenched his jaw once he saw your legs on Shindo. You didn’t say a word to each other. Bakugo had on a white t-shirt and a pair of grey sweatpants. You gave kirishima a small smile before turning back around in your seat. The tension between you and Bakugo had to be noticeable. Bakugo sat down on the other couch with Kirishima as they greeted everyone. Bakugo greeted everyone except you and Shindo.

The game of charades continued and you and Shindo were having your own conversation, “Where’d you get those rings from?” He asked and you could feel Bakugos eyes on you. You began to get nervous because the truth would cause a lot. Telling him that Bakugo gave them to you because he couldn’t finger you with them on didn’t sound like a plan. Kirishima noticed that these were Bakugos too, “Hey Bakugo aren’t those-

Bakugo hit Kirishima in his shoulder and once he caught on kirishima gave you a confused smile. Fuck kirishima. “I got them from a friend.” You said and he grabbed your hand, looking at it, “May I ask who this friend is?” He asked and you gave him a small smile nodding your head, “Her name is...Alena, before I left for college she gave me them to keep.” You lied and he nodded his head before you went on to talk about something else. That was close but it’s not like you and Shindo are together but saying you got them from Bakugo would stir up a lot of things. From then on Bakugo kept his eyes on you. You were the only thing he was focusing on until everyone started to leave until you were the only one left in the lounge area.

You stared at your hand with bakugos rings on it, remembering everything from that night. You figured that The rings were causing too much trouble and decided that you had to go give them back to Bakugo. Bakugo lived behind the university in like a loft looking home. You only knew this because there was once a part at his house that you ended up not going to. You walked off out of the university, heading straight to his place.

...

Once you made it to his loft, you knocked on the door a few times before he finally opened it. He was wearing a pair of grey nike shirts and a pair of white socks. His shirt was off, showing his toned body. He also had the on the wrist bands that you’re guessing his mother gave him from all of those community help outs she worked at. He looked good but you knew you couldn’t say that. He looked down at you, “What do you want?” He asked and you removed his rings from off of your small finger and handed them to him, “Here are your rings.” You told him and he sighed taking them in his hand, “Is that all?” He asked and you nodded your head. “Do you wanna come in?” He asked and you shrugged your shoulders, “I don’t know, Depends on if it’s considered desperate or not.” You told him and he sighed, “Look-

You walked past him, going inside his loft. You looked around, all his furniture was grey and black, some wooden, which fit him. Everything was neat. Nothing out of place. The stairs to his room was to the right while his living room was on the left and there was also a really black tall bookshelf in the corner. And all the way in the back was his kitchen. The wall on the right was brick. It was really cold inside his house but you liked it. You took off your jacket leaving you only in a white see-through tank top and a pair of grey biker shorts that were a bit too short and he watched you. He could feel him self start to get hard down there and he had wished he didn’t like the sight of you in your natural state. All you had to do was touch him and he’d be in for it.

You turned around to face him, “So why did you invite me in? I thought I was the reason for all your problems?” You slyly said craving his reaction. “Why’d you accept the offer? Shindo’s much more attractive than me right?” He asked, “Mhmm. You called me desperate in front of the whole track team. Now if I told them how much you liked the taste of me I’d be wrong.” You told him and he walked towards you.

His large body towered over yours. “Should’ve done it while you could, I’m not taking back anything I said. You are desperate. You know like I know that I’m the only one who has ever made you feel that good.” He told you and you looked up at him, “And I’m not taking back anything I said either. Your ego is too big for you to be losing to a girl like me. And as much as you hate to admit it, you are also desperate for me. I can tell by the way you’re getting harder by the second. I’m attractive even when we’re arguing?” You asked him and this hit a nerve. You wanted it to. His large hands found there way to your hair and he pulled your freshly straightened hair. He sat down on the couch and pulled your body onto him, making you straddle him. Somehow he still felt taller even while you were sitting on him.

“You’re mouth is so fucking smart, you know that?” He asked and you smiled, “Only with you. Shindo has never made me as angry as you do.” You told him and he pulled you in, kissing you on your lips. His kisses were rough and you liked it. His teeth pulled at your bottom lip before they sunk into your neck. He yanked your hair, leaving your neck open. A soft moan left your lips as bakugos mouth played at your neck, “D-Dont leave a Mark.” You breathed out and he shook his head no, “I’ll do whatever the fuck I want with you, you’re mine .” He told you and your hands found there way to his blonde hair. His nibbles slowly turned into gentle kisses, just to let you know he had already placed many hickeys on your neck and his hands dragged over your curves as he bring his lips back to yours.

Your hips grind against his cock as your wet pussy soaked through your shorts, staining his grey ones. You gasp as he hands find there way to your ass, gripping it roughly. Kneading it almost. Your moans went straight into his mouth as he kissed your lips. You cupped his warm cheeks with your hands as he used his hands to guide you along his throbbing cock. The heat from both your bodies didn’t match to to the coldness in his loft. His body was like a drug to yours, you couldn’t help but want more. “You’re making a fucking mess.” He growled lowly and you looked at him, “S-Sorry. I can’t control it.” You told him softly between kisses, “You’re such a fucking slut.” He said as you buried your head into his warm neck. There was no doubt that you had already was lost on him.

You gently kissed his neck, making his jaw clenched, you found yourself wanting to Mark him too. You nibble at his neck and short grunts left his lips. You placed them everywhere, you knew Bakugo wasn’t even gonna try to cover it up. He was gonna have everyone guessing whose lips had planted them. “I-I need it. ” You whispered softly in his ear, “Don’t know what it is. Be specific sweetheart.” He told you through gritted teeth as his throbbing cock pressed directly against your pussy. “C-Can you please fuck me daddy?” You asked him. Your words went straight to his dick making his urge to have himself deep inside you more incompetent.

He shifted underneath you, pulling his shorts off revealing his cock. It was bigger than you had thought. It was very thick and long. It leaked with Precum and the tip was swollen. Veins were everywhere and all of that you wanted it was gone. You didn’t know if you could take it. You wrapped your hand around it, bringing your thumb to the tip. You looked at him, “B-Bakugo I don’t think we should be doing this.” You managed to say and his hands found there way to your shorts, starting to pull them off.

His tip pressed at your entrance waiting to feel your walls. “Why not?” He asked lowly and you looked down at his dick, “This is bad sportsmanship.” You told him, trying to focus on your words but his dick had been way too distracting at the moment, “And arguing all day isn’t? Stop acting innocent, I know how much of a slut you really fucking are.” He said before he pushed you down all the way on him, making your thighs clench and your hands grip his large shoulders. He gripped your waist, moving you up and down, giving you no time to adjust. Your eyes flutter as you push out insufficient moans from your lips. His cock was getting larger and larger inside your gushy flesh making you whimper each thrust. You found yourself savoring this feeling.

He watched in satisfaction as your body bounced up and down on him. The view of your brown frame doing so made him want to fuck you harder. “So god damn tight and wet for me.” He muttered. The sound of your ass clapping down into him was the only thing that could be heard. Your moans were barely audible and every groan that came from him made your Pussy wetter and wetter. As you started to move faster, you could tell you were about to meet your climax. His cock was hitting more than just your cervix. You were about to cum. You were reaching your ending point. You found yourself collapsing on him and letting out a series of moans and falling into his chest.

“Good girl. I wanna see you cum for me again.”

He moved your hands behind your back and started to fuck the shit out of you. His cock grazed against your walls as he did so, your cries were ignored by him. He was going faster than before, way faster. You couldn’t move at all, Bakugo had done more than just take control, “I-I can’t.” You cried to him and he ignored you, “You can’t what?” He asked as he continued to fuck you. “I can’t t-take it Bakugo.” You moaned into his neck. “I don’t give a shit. Should’ve thought about that before you came here.” He growled and tears brimmed at your eyes. This had felt so good, he was rough, so rough and you enjoyed it. Enjoyed every single part of it. He really was perfect for you.

Your moans turned into whimpers as you let out loud begs. His constant ramming at your sweet spot turned into a feeling of euphoria. Your walls started to suck him in, squeezing around his veins as another wave of cum was about to rush over you. “Shit. Your squeezing me so tight. God dammit.” He said between gritted teeth. You could feel him about to come so you fee into it, “Cum inside me please.” Your words straight to his cock and he let put a series of curse words followed by his cum pouring inside of you. You took his dick from out of you, letting his cum pour out of you and onto your fingers. You put them in your mouth, licking up every last drop of it. You then fell into his chest, feeling tired already, “My legs hurt.” You told him.

“We’re not done yet.”

His hands gripped underneath your ass, lifting you up. Your legs wrapped tightly around his waist, you buried your head into his neck, knowing that you probably weren’t going to be able to walk after this. He brung you upstairs to his room, placing you on his bed. He turned you on your stomach, and you arched your back for him, Knowing what was already about to happen.

He placed his hands at your waist and pressed the tip at your entrance. He teased you a little before shoving himself all the way in. You could never get used to this feeling. He started off slow before he found the Rhythm and started fucking the shit out of you. Your mind began to feel hazy as in this position, you could feel every single inch of them and it fucking drove you mad.

Your small hands gripped the covers, grabbing the satin fabric tightly. He was literally fucking you senseless. Nothing but the sound of your ass bouncing off his torso could be heard. With each thrust, you felt something jolt inside you. His cock was piercing through you almost. Your mind wasn’t filled with anything but him and his length, hoping his constant thrusting didn’t stop. You wanted to be wasted off him. “M-More. I want more.” You whimpered and he went crazy inside you. He pulled your hair and started to go faster than before. His grip on your hair was strong, hurting your scalp almost. He was farther than your cervix and your eyes started to flutter. He was destroying you. Showing you what more really was.

“K-Katsuki, I-I,” you tried to say something but you couldn’t. He was fucking you too hard for words to even form from your lips. His hand rubbed down your back and he held your waist down into the bed and started ramming himself inside your already abused pussy. “Who’s pussy is this?” He asked and you answered quickly, “Yours- Katsuki please.” You begged as he stretched you out even more. He slapped your ass making you yelp. Your moans were muffled into the covers as you buried your head into them. You felt so dizzy, your vision was blurry and you felt hopeless. Your legs started to shake, and your walls squeezed him tightly. You didn’t even have time to tell him because right then and there you came all over him but he didn’t care, he continued. After a few sloppy strokes he eventually came inside you.

You felt so violated and disgusted. “Fuck. Come and clean me up.” He demanded referring to his dick. You sat up, cum dripped from out of your pussy as you took his length in your mouth, cleaning up the mess you made on it. Once you were done he grabbed you buy your chin, pulling you towards his face. Sweat dripped from down his face. You started blinking a lot when you felt nervous. He noticed and chuckled lowly before placing a kiss on your forehead and cheek, “You look so pretty all worn out from me y/n.” He stated. You turned away embarrassed and still shaken up by what he just had done. “I’m tired.” You told him and he stood up, walking into the bathroom to get a towel.

“If that’s only how long you can last you’re in for a rude awakening with me next time my love.”

[bakugotsundere]

commander officer

jean kirstein x f!reader | canon aot universe

warnings: smut/nsfw, vaginal sex, dom!jean, praising, dirty talk, just pure smut, unedited.

word count: 1.2k

a/n: i couldn’t stop thinking about jean being the literal commander officer of the survey corps and i had to make this drabble. lemme know what you think!

never in a million years you would've imagined that you would be trapped in a situation like this.

his warm lips were furiously moving against your soft ones, your legs tangled on his waist enjoying the friction your bodies made and occasionally moaning from the feeling of his growing bulge against your core, allowing his tongue to slip inside your mouth when you moaned for the third time.

his hands holding your figure while your fingers were tangled on his light brown hair, gently tugging on it and trying to avoid moaning again, because you weren't supposed to be here like this with him in a place where anyone could walk in.

and that's exactly why you were doing it in his office.

because anyone could walk in to drop some papers or even talk—but the only thing they would do is run into you and jean enjoying some free time alone after one of the many meetings that the survey corps had with the marleyan troops in paradis. 

jean's strong hands had a solid grip on your legs to avoid you from touching the floor and losing that friction you were loving. he quickly placed your body on the wooden desk—his desk— and positioned himself between your legs, gently touching your body while leaving your lips just to attack your neck, placing wet kisses and running his tongue before and after biting in some places everyone would see after it—he loved marking you and making sure everyone knew that you were his.

"jean..." you softly whispered, your fingers searching for the buttons of his shirt "we shouldn't be doing this right here"

"huh?" he blurted, meeting his lust-filled eyes with your innocent ones "where do you want to do it then? on the floor?"

you could swear you saw his smug smile before feeling his lips against your neck again and his hands taking your pants off, leaving you just with your panties and your already unbuttoned shirt.

"you know what i mean, jean" 

"yeah" he said, leaving your neck after you whimpered his name "but you look so damn good today and i can’t help it"

you knew that jean was always stressed after every meeting with the marleyans since he was one of the most important members of the survey corps. he always had to be there and he could sometimes feel overwhelmed by all of this. 

but he was lucky enough to have you by his side when things were getting difficult.

his short temper was hidden very well in those meetings. he knew how to manage his harsh behavior towards the volunteers for the well-being of the people of paradis—he wasn't an immature boy anymore, and you could see that he changed that part of him when he started to become who he is right now: a strong, confident man who knew how to handle every situation maturely and without causing more trouble.

but that didn't mean that he didn't take his stress out of his body with you every night after those reunions.

"can't believe i'm the only one who gets to see you like this" his eyes were shamelessly looking at your breasts, covered in that tight shirt he unbuttoned as quick as you entered his office "my girl's so fucking pretty"

it wasn’t long until he took your panties off—he had to make this quick, not for him, but for you. he tried to be inside you as soon as possible after feeling how wet you were.

he was desperate to feel you.

and you were hungry for him, too.

“please, jean” you begged, feeling his dick against your wet folds now teasing you with a smirk “stop teasing me”

“don’t tell me what to do” he grunted “have you forgotten what’s your place here?”

his eyes were now looking at yours, his breath erratic, his body so close to yours, so close to be one with you. you tried to avoid his deadly gaze, only to feel his hand on your chin delicately bringing your face up to meet with his eyes again.

“that’s what i thought”

your eyes rolled back when you felt, finally, his dick twitching inside of you, stretching your tight pussy as his hips moved slowly and making you feel him deep inside you.

“you feel amazing”

his strong arms cornered you, making you lie your back flat on the wooden desk and wrapping your legs around his waist, feeling how his movements were now becoming more quicker, more needy.

grunts and curses escaped from his mouth as he gazed at your angelic figure, so pure and delicate for him, taking him so well and bringing him to ecstasy with each thrust.

“give me more, please jean”

his thrusts were now slowing down after hearing your voice begging him for more. he was going to give you more, but not when you called him like that.

he wanted you to address him the right way.

“nuh-uh” he grunted “you’ll have to address me properly if you really want me to fuck you good”

you tried to move your hips to feel him, but he stopped you putting his hand on your thigh, avoiding any movement you could make.

it seemed like he was going to make you beg for more.

but you didn’t care.

you wanted him to fuck you like he always did, always bringing you to the edge and making you feel like heaven when he made you cum.

you thought about calling him commander a few times before this, but you never did, afraid to make him angry. you thought it was better to leave the work outside your private life, but to be honest, it made you so wet imagining calling him like that.

“please, commander” you sweetly whimpered “fuck me good”

jean felt such an adrenaline rush when those words came out so smoothly from your soft lips.

you didn’t stutter, you looked so confident after calling him like that. he knew you dreamed about this moment, and so did he.

he had to give you what you wanted after obeying his orders like his good girl.

“yeah, that’s it.”

the sound of your juices mixing everytime his balls met with your cunt made him go crazy, almost unleashing the beast he had inside of him just for this moment, letting his rage take over him.

you couldn’t handle your moans anymore and you didn’t even care if someone could hear you. the pleasure he was giving you was so good that you had to make him know how amazing he was making you feel.

your eyes glimmered with pleasure, watching his focused face and his now sweaty body take over you.

you’d give anything to make him feel this good everyday and not only when you could hide from everyone.

having him was such an honor to you, you were head over heels for him, and he was so in love with every single part of your body and your soul.

he loved seeing you like this, he felt the luckiest man in the world for making you whimper with just his touch, just from his movements and his words.

“gonna fuck this pussy—my pretty little cunt, always so tight for me, so good”

it wasn’t the best place to have sex, but that only made you more aroused when you thought about someone hearing you in such a state of pleasure.

fucking the commander officer of the survey corps in his office was something that you would do over and over again.

and you sure did it there more times after that.

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[bakugotsundere]

Hating Him - Bakugou Katsuki (2)

Bakugo x (black) fem reader

( still can read if you’re not)

sorry if it bothers you, i just felt that my black readers weren’t feeling black as they were reading y/n stories cause i for sure wasn’t

Warning: Smut, Rough sex, hair pulling, name calling, Nsfw 18+

Summary: Bakugo and you have hated each other ever since you met, being on the same track team and having the same friend group didn’t make things any better. you 2 have to act like you like each other for the benefit of the friend group until one day you and him are forced to have movie night with the others and you both have had enough of each other’s shit.

It was now saturday and you had just came home from practice. It was about 6 in the afternoon. You started to run you some bath water, remembering how you’d have to go to the sleep over with Mina and the others. You and bakugou still didn’t get along, it was nothing but you 2 arguing at practice and the team being annoyed. You just couldn’t bring yourself to like him, no matter how hard you tried you just...couldn’t. Ever since you’ve got here, he’s hated you. He knew you were competition and he treated you like-so, even though you were on the same team. He didn’t care and neither did you.

you took off your uniform, stretching before you got into the bath water. the feeling was amazing, your muscles were finally relaxed. The feeling of the bath water brought you ease. You enjoyed this time, since you knew tonight was going to be crazy. You closed your eyes, calming yourself down as you cleared your mind. Frank ocean played on your headphones. You washed up about 4 times before rinsing yourself off with the shower head. You stepped out of your bath tub, dancing like a white lady on those commercials, as weird as it sounds it was the funnest thing ever. Pretty Girl by Clairo played on your headphones now. You dropped your towel, grabbing your shea butter, rubbing it all over your body.

You washed your face, letting it air dry afterwards. You grabbed a 2 piece pajama set that was satin, placing it in your bag. The top and bottoms matched, it was a cream color that was really light. You put on some thigh length socks. Mina had bought the pajama set for the movie tonight. You didn’t know if it fit or not so you brought something with you just in case. you were supposed to change at her house but the boys had to come in their pajamas for some weird reason. You threw some biker shorts on and a tank top that you had cut a little, you put on your nike slides, waiting on Mina to come pick you up. You took out the flexi rods in your hair. the curls were loose since your hair had been so long. It was like mid back legnth. you picked it out a little bit, giving it more volume. You smiled, showing your dimples, loving out it turned out. You knew it’d only last for the weekend though. Your ginger hair was growing on you.

you rubbed a little moisturizer to your face, so it wasn’t dry. Then you applied a little lip gloss and put your apple watch back on and sprayed a little perfume on yourself and putting on some spray on deodorant. you placed the how shoes she got you in the back also. you grabbed your nike slides, putting them on so you wouldn’t be barefooted. You heard a notification pop up on your phone.

Mina> We’re outside. might have to sit on someone’s lap 🙃.

You had your fingers crossed, praying that it wasn’t bakugou and that he had took his own car. You didn’t want to have to sit on anybody’s lap really. You headed out your house, walking towards Mina’s navy blue audi. The windows were tinted so you couldn’t see inside. You opened up the back door to be greeted by Bakugou, “Hi y/n. I’m in love with your hair. i wish my hair was that long.” Yaoyorozu told you and you smiled, “thank you.” you said softly. “Hiiiiii. Bakugou is being quite grumpy right now, don’t worry about him.” Mina said as you noticed Denki in the front seat. Yaoyorozu was on Todorokis lap and Kirishima was sitting in the middle, focused on whatever was in his phone. “Bakugou help her open the trunk so she can put her things in there.”

He sighed, getting out of the car. He was wearing a black shirt along with grey nike sweatpants and a pair of nike slides. Fits him. He followed you to the trunk, as he did, you noticed that the he was more quiet than usual. you smiled, “Hello to you too bakugou.” he stated. “I’m not being friendly to you. They can’t hear us. Don’t pull what you did at practice again.” He told you, all you did was hand him his water bottle after he was forced to run 2 laps around the track field after practice since he had got into a fight and you were just helping him.

“i didn’t do anything, i was trying to be nice dummy. but clearly you didn’t take it that way.” You stated placing your bag inside the trunk. He watched your as your did so, his eyes lingered on your body longer than usual. He closed it and you followed him back to the car, he opened the door, getting back in. “Where will I sit?” you asked and mina looked in the back, sighing. “Maybe sit on bakugo or Kirishimas lap? Bakugou looked like he doesn’t even wanna be here. ask Kirishina.” Mina told you. Kirishima looked at you, giving you a cheeky smile, “Sure, you can-“

Bakugo interrupted him by slapping him upside his head. “Your girlfriend wouldn’t like that.” Bakugo told him giving him a look, kirishima spoke up, “Nevermind I forgot to tell you guys I had a girlfriend.” He stated, bakugou looked at you and you knew that meant you had to sit on his lap. “Yaoyorozu can we umm...switch please?” You asked and she was about to say yes before Bakugos large hands wrapped around your waist as he pulled you onto his lap, you closed the door, moving around to make yourself comfortable. “Don’t ever do that again. They’ll suspect that you don’t like me and we can’t have them know that.” He whispered in your ear and you felt butterflies swarm in your stomach, hating how you reacted towards his touch. You didn’t know why it’d mess up things if they found out you two didn’t like each other but you went along with it anyways. “Still wanna switch?” She asked and you shook your head with a small smile, “No, Bakugo should be fine.” You stated. His body was warm unlike yours, which made everything worse cause you had the urge to be up under him. “Everybody ready?” Mina asked and everybody in the car replied with a small yes.

Bakugos hands would squeeze your waist, pulling you down onto his lap more as you would go over pot holes or small bumps in the rode. you’d move around occasionally to a song until bakugo had told you stop moving. You guys were still in the car, just closer than before, you started to feel something pressing against your ass as Mina stopped at a red light. The outline of it was hard, thick and very long. Your cheeks went a bright pink, knowing what it was. It was bakugos little friend, you had caused this. You could feel yourself start to get moist at the feeling of this. You hated how nasty your body reacted to his. Your pussy began to throb as so did his print and you both had to sit there as if you didn’t feel each other’s private areas yearning for each other. you refused to accept it because you hated it. Hated him especially.

Mina pulled up to her house and everyone began to get out, you were about to get out but Bakugou pulled you back down onto his lap. He shifted underneath you, moving up, his hands gripped your inner thigh, “When we get inside this house, forget about this whole car ride. Pretend this shit never happened. Tell anybody about this and i’ll fucking kill you.” He told you, pushing you off his lap. You got out the car shocked at what had just happened but you wanted to forget about what happened just as much as he did.

“Y/n? I missed you so much. I hate having a dorm, i never see you anymore.” you heard a familiar voice say and you realized it was Asui and smiled, giving her a small hug. Asui was a very chill person but she was confused all the time which made her adorable. She had on a green shirt and sweatpants, with her long hair in 2 pigtails. “I miss you too, you should stop by my house some time.” You said excitedly. “Will do.” She told you going into the house. You looked in the trunk, searching for your bag, “What happened to my bag?” you asked. Todoroki nodded his head at the door, “Bakugou took it in with him i think. He’s been acting weird ever since you came to our college.” He said, going into Mina’s house as he mumbled the last part to himself. You had wondered what he meant by “weird” and more importantly what did he do with your bag.

You followed behind him going into her house, Her house was huge, like huge. Her mother had money, so she bought Mina her own house, there was enough space and room in here for all of you. You missed the comforting smell of her house, you hadn’t been here in so long. You looked around, noticing she changed a few things around. “Anybody know where bakugou went?” you asked and everyone shook there head no, you sighed going upstairs, looking in each room, going back down the hall after no luck in finding him your face hit something hard, like real hard. You looked up at what you had hit and it was bakugo, your cheeks turned pink remembering the car ride, “Where’s my bag?” you asked and he shrugged his shoulders as he stared down at you, “When i got in, Mina took it from me.” He stated. Ok. This wasn’t as awkward as you expected “Why’d you umm...why’d you grab my bag?” you asked confused on why his hands was touching your stuff.

“Because messing with your shit is fun. Why else?”He asked. “I dislike you.” You told him angrily, trying your hardest to keep your cool. “Sure.” He told you before walking past you. You figured you wouldn’t stress it and went back downstairs into the living room, everyone got settled in, making pallets and grabbing out all the board games. you had told them that you didn’t wanna participate in any games but the card games. They were now starting a game of domino.

Bakugou was making the cookies and you watched him as he did. Your eyes followed his hands, his fingers were long and large. he had two silver rings on the pointer finger of his left hand. “Y/n, since you and bakugo don’t want to participate in any of the games, you can be the chefs for tonight. Make the cinnamon rolls too please.” Denki told you from the couch, snapping your attention away from Bakugou and you laughed softly going into the kitchen, “I do wanna play war with the cards though, so don’t forget about me when the card games come around.” you told him and he nodded his head.

“I could’ve made the cinnamon rolls.” Bakugou told you as you opened the ‘fridge. you rolled your eyes, “yes but they asked me, focus on your cookies idiot.” You replied grabbing them from the refrigerator. “Your mouth is too smart.” He said turning the oven on 350, You grabbed a pan from underneath the cabinet, loading them on the counter between the stove and refrigerator. You turned around, watching him as he placed the cookies in the oven, “so fix it.” you told him, looking him in his eyes, daring him to do something.

“I will.”

you didn’t know what he meant by that but you could tell that it wasn’t good but you didn’t care, what’s the worse that he could do.

You turned back around opening the cinnamon rolls, placing them on the pan after spraying spam onto the pan. You opened the oven, putting the cinnamon rolls inside. steve lacy played loudly on the tv and you danced around in the kitchen as you grabbed the things you needed, loving every part of this, you grabbed the oreos, placing them on the island top counter, along with the pancake mix. they told you to make fried oreos also. Bakugou watched you intensely. His eyes never leaving your dancing body.The only reason you knew how to cook was because your mother was a chef and was very experimental with foods and taught you lots of stuff. You grabbed the wisk, mixing in the water with the pancake mix. The mixing was going by very very slow and there was still chunks.

You started asking yourself what you did wrong until you felt Bakugos hands at your waist. He placed his hand over yours, showing you how to mix, you were about to tell him to move but he whispered something in you ear, “Play along, if they find out we don’t like each other shit will go down hill.” he told you and you sighed nodding your head. You knew he was right, everyone in this group liked each other, and if they found out that you 2 hated each other, things would go left. You knew how fragile this group was.

“Mix in small circles so you’re able to get everything.” He told you with his left hand still at your waist, he was able to mix everything together with ease. “Thank you.” you said softly, you felt yourself start to throb down there again as he pressed hisself against you more. You didn’t know if it was on purpose so you didn’t bother with saying anything. “Did your mother teach you how to cook?” you asked him and he shook his head. “No. I taught myself because I wanted to make food my way instead of hers. It wasn’t nasty or anything, just not what i wanted.” He stated firmly as he started up the grease to fry them in. Sounds like him. You stood next to him, “I still hate you.” He said and you looked up at him, “I hate you too. Trust me, the way i feel about you hasn’t changed.”

He tried to move you out of the way but you removed yourself from his grip, hitting him in his arm. He grabbed you by your hair, pulling your head back and bringing his lips to your ear, “Keep your fucking hands to yourself.”He warned letting go of your hair harshly, you stood there in aw of what he just had done. There’s no way you were just gonna let him get away with that but what could you possibly do to him?

He walked away from you telling you to watch the grease, he just violated you and you stood there and let it happen. He’s so...so fucking annoying.

...

It was getting late, everybody had wined down. The music was turned off and the movie was on. You and Bakugo hadn’t talked since he did what he did, you decided to avoid him for the night, being in his presence irritated you. He had been so strict on everything tonight as if this was his house when it wasn’t. He told everyone that he didn’t wanna sleep on the couch or ground so he slept in one of the rooms upstairs. Popcorn was everywhere and now it was just a bunch of adults, sleeping wildly across the floors and couches.

You looked around softly laughing at everyone’s positions. Asui was sleep in the recliner, she was cute when she slept. Denki was on the other couch by himself with his feet hanging off the edge and slob coming down his cheek. Mina and Kirishima were on the ground, the 2 of them had been the most tired since they had been play fighting each other all day. Minas foot was in his mouth and kirishimas was in hers. you tried your hardest not to let out an ugly laugh, Yaoyorozu had left, telling us that she had family problems but you all knew she didn’t, she just hated sleeping anywhere that was not her bed. Todorokis head was in your lap, he stayed still when he slept. You got along with Todoroki the most, he was very observant. He tried telling you that Bakugou has been wanting to have sex with you since you came to the university and you almost slapped him for saying that, you knew it was a lie and he was just saying stuff. After that, he laid his head on your thighs asking if you had ever considered being a pillow. at that point you knew that it was time for him to get rest and he soon fell asleep.

Nobody but you had watched the movie all the way through, you had been watching this movie called hansle and grettle. It was very scary but confused you in the end a bit. You removed Todorokis head from your lap, gently placing it on the couch. You slid to the refrigerator, opening it, grabbing the picture of water. You grabbed a wooden cup from the cabinet placing it on the counter and poured the water inside it.

“Why are you up?” You heard a deep, raspy voice say. You jumped in surprise, spilling a little water on your shirt. You sighed turning around, seeing who had just scared the shit out of you. You were met with a wide awoke Bakugo, his hair was a bit messy and you couldn’t ignore the fact that he looked good. You turned back around, ignoring him. You were serious about ignoring him. You went on, drinking your water. “How long are you gonna keep up with this bull shit?” he asked you and you stood there silent, not answering him. You had been put on your satin pajamas after the games were over, bakugou had been upstairs the whole time you were here.

The satin pajamas barely fit but Mina insisted that you still wear them because you looked, “sexy”. Your thighs were all out, and the shirt fit like a crop top instead of a shirt, since your breast were big, the shirt raised up showing your underboob everytime you raised your arms above your head. You still had on your thigh length socks. You drunk the rest of your water, putting the cup in the sink. You placed the picture of water back in the refrigerator and You grabbed some paper towels going to wipe up the water you spilled.

You felt Bakugous presence behind you, “Move. I need a cup.” he told you and you stood there not listening to what he just told you to do. He purposely brushed his length against your ass, as he grabbed a cup, the same one as you. He went to the refrigerator, getting the picture of water, pouring it inside the cup he had. You watched him as he did so, his muscles were showing since he had on a black shirt and the black had fit him so well. Your eyes looked down, seeing his print through his grey sweatpants. It was huge, like big and you wondered how anybody could even take that inside them. Let alone get the tip in. Your eyes wandered to his hands, You had a hand kink and his hands fit into it. His fingers were neat, he had clear coat of polish on them. His fingernails were clipped to the perfect size. He took care of his hands. Veins popped out his hands slightly and his fingers were long. You found yourself getting moist as your mind wandered to how good his fingers would feel inside you.

His cup being sat down on the counter snapped you out of your fantasy. You looked back up to be met with his Vermillion eyes. He caught you staring, you hurriedly turned your head embarrassed. You hated yourself so much for this, for even thinking about such lewd things when it came to him. You hated him and him being so fucking perfect didn’t change that. You felt him behind you, this time his hands were at your waist. He positioned your hips, now your ass was rubbing against his cock. You took in a deep breath, restraining yourself from saying anything to him, “Its not nice to stare.” He told you in your ear as he moved your ass around his length. You stayed quiet, trying not to let a moan escape your lips. “Still giving me the silent treatment, are we?” His hand went across your bum, leaving a stinging sensation. You gasped, “C’mon y/n, say something before i go fucking crazy.” He told you as he played with the band of your shorts. You stayed quiet wanting to know what his crazy was. “You’re so god damn stubborn.” He said in your ear as you felt his hand press against your stomach, he began to place kisses on your shoulder and neck, feeling him sucking a little too hard, a small moan escaped your lips and you felt him smile against your skin, “I thought you hated me?”

You turned around to face him, “I-I hate you. Don’t ever for a second get to thinking that I don’t.” you told him as you pulled him closer towards you, crashing your lips against his, your small hands placed at his cheeks, loving how warm he was. He kissed back with more aggression, You tried to convince yourself that you didn’t like him but it was getting harder to believe as your body yearned for his touch and now the need to feel his hands all over you grew. He pulled back and tilted his head, “finally ready to fucking talk? i’ve got a lot to say darling.” he said as his hands squeeze your waist, you looked him in his eyes, scared of this eye contact but loving how beautiful his eyes were. “Like what?” you asked. His large hands traveled down to your ass, kneading it almost. “I hate you. hate you so fucking much but...” he continued to kiss you along your neck. “but i only hate you because i want you.” he stated in between kisses, “Nobody has ever made me want them,” his hands found there way to your breast, his large hands squeezing them, “but — god dammit— i’ve been wanting you ever since you walked onto that track field,” his hands were soon replaced by his mouth, your shirt now raised and your breast being sucked on, as if he was a baby, your moans were low and quiet. His eyes, looking up at you as he did so, watching you as you struggled to keep your moans to yourself.

Your back arched a little, and he brung his lips back up to yours. Everything was so heated and out of control but you liked it, so much pent up anger had led to this and fuck, it was good. His hands tugging at the hem of your satin shorts, wanting to touch something more private. Your breathing became heavy and you realized how far you and him were willing to take this. He pulled his ring off of his fingers, placing them on yours, “Can’t have them on while i finger fuck you so I want you to wear it.” He stated and you nodded your head. His hands found themselves inside your shorts and he dragged his middle finger between your pussy lips, “Someone you hate shouldn’t make you this wet darling.” He stated and the feeling of his thumb brushing against your throbbing clit made you moan almost too loudly. He smirked, already knowing this was the sensitive spot. He started to rub it faster and your lips parted as you held onto his arm. He knew how crazy this was driving you because with each circular motion, your pussy got wetter and wetter.

His two middle fingers pressed at your entrance as he brushed his thumb against your now swollen clit. You wanted this, needed it almost as he teased you. “Bakugo. I-I need you to...” you pleaded softly. “Need me to what. It’s not that fucking hard to say. C’mon.” you looked him in the eyes, he looked at you, “I need your permission. Tell me what the fuck you want y/n.” He spat out and your eyes fluttered at how he made wanting permission seem so aggressive but at the same turn a huge turn on, “I-I want your fingers inside of me.” You moaned, and he smiled shoving his fingers knuckle deep inside of you and you placed your hand over your mouth, letting out a muffled moan. “Wasn’t that hard to say, was it?” He asked as he brung his fingers in and out of you, your fingers digging into his forearms, as quiet moans left your mouth repeatedly. He kept eye contact with you the whole time, making sure he saw how pretty your face looked when you moaned just for him. He started going faster and your brown pupils dilated, “I-I’m about to cum.” You whispered loud enough for him to hear but soft enough so that the others wouldn’t. “Shhh...cant let the others hear you now can we?” He asked and you shook your head no as his fingers grazed against your walls at a rapid pace.

Your legs got weak as his fingers bent up inside you when he reached your spot. His name was moaned loudly from your lips, followed by him removing his hands from out of you and bringing them to his lips, tasting the juices from your pussy on his fingers. he looked at you before placing his fingers deep down your throat. He pulled them out, wiping his fingers on your cheek, “I need a taste.” He stated and you shook your head no, “That’s too far. They’ll hear us.” You stated looking over into the living room. Bakugo grabbed your chin, making you face him, he kissed you again, this time more passionate and slow but still rough, he bit your bottom lip, pulling it. “They won’t hear if you stay quiet. This is all on you.” He replied and you stayed quiet as you felt his hands grab you and turned you against the island top counter , this was closer to the living room, too close almost. The couch was almost right in front of you, only the other side of the table in the way and you could see Todoroki sleeping along with the others.

Bakugou didn’t care and acted as if they were not there. He made you bend over a little and he pulled off your panties, your juices now not having anything to soak through at all. He rubbed your ass roughly before you felt him go down, “so fucking pretty.” He said underneath his breath before you felt his tongue glide between your folds, a groan found it’s way out of your mouth. He started to use his whole mouth, making sure he tasted every part of your pussy. Quiet moans and whimpers leaving your mouth everytime he sucked at your clit, making it even more swollen. He lifted your leg across the counter, his tongue finding its way back to your clit, licking it repeatedly. You never had felt this before, this was something new to you coming from Bakugou. You knew he was experienced but not this much. His mouth pleased you as his hands gripped your ass so he could get a clear view of your pussy. His tongue found itself pressing against your entrance and you moaned louder than expected, he slapped your ass, “Be quiet.” He lowly growled and you gasped as he went back to move his tongue in and out of you, “Bakugo...I’m about to-

“No you’re not.” He stated and you looked back at him confused, he continued to eat you, “I-I can’t...” you breathe out, “Hold it. I want to see your pretty face when you cum, I need to taste everything.” He told you as he turned you around and placed you on the counter. His hand pressed at your pelvic area. He placed 3 fingers inside of you, knuckles deep and your eyes went wide as your back arched. You couldn’t go much longer. You lost it when his lips sucked at your puffy clit. His wrist, thrusting his fingers in and out of you fast and rough at a uncontrollable pace at the same time. Your hands found themselves gripping his hair and he looked up at you, seeing sweat drip down from your face and your curls all messy now, this sight made his cock throb and want to have himself inside of you even more but he just couldn’t get enough of your taste. You looked down at him and you could feel yourself reach your climax, your started to tremble underneath his touch and a foreign liquid came out of your body as you let out a series of loud moans, not caring if you had awoken anyone. Bakugo licked up every juice through a sly smile. He looked up at you, “You didn’t tell me you were a squirter.” He said pulling your panties back over your pussy, kissing your inner thigh gently before going up to kiss you and you tasted yourself on his lips.

When you pulled away from him and looked down at his print, he was really on hard now. You wondered if he’d be willing to take it that far but you didn’t just wanna leave him hanging. You looked up at him, “I...I” you tried to find words but nothing would come out and he placed the palm of his hand on your small cheek, “I don’t need anything in return. Tasting you was more for me than it was for you.” He stated and you played with your fingers, “Are you sure?” You asked and he nodded his head at the living room, you turned around to see Todoroki starting to wake up, “I don’t think you’d keep quiet if i fucked you right here but I’m sure this was enough for you to control that smart mouth of yours when you’re around me.” He stated. “Bakugo-

“I wanted a taste and I got what I came here for. See you at practice.” He said in your ear, making you realize how much you still hated him, “I still don’t like you.” You told him and he chuckled deeply sending chills throughout your body, “Are you trying to tell me or yourself?” He responded and your cheeks heated up and you got quiet. You watched him as he walked back upstairs, you could’ve sworn you saw him wiping your remaining juices off corners of his mouth with his thumb and sucking it off as he left you. realizing what he asked you. You put back on your shorts and you watched as Todoroki got up and came into the kitchen sleepily. “Why are you up?” He asked as He came around to you half asleep. he was about to step into the puddle of your juices on the floor. “Todoroki don’t-

He stepped into it, getting his sock wet, “Who the fuck spilled water and didn’t get it up?” He asked and you acted as if you didn’t know, knowing that the mess came from you, “I-I don’t know but I’ll get it up.” You said softly, realizing that Bakugo didn’t take his rings back and that you’d have to give them back in the morning.

[bakugotsundere]

Hating Him - Bakugou Katsuki (1)

bakugo x (black) fem reader

( still can read if you’re not)

sorry if it bothers you, i just felt that my black readers weren’t feeling black as they were reading y/n stories cause i for sure wasn’t.

Warning: none

Summary: Bakugo and you have hated each other ever since you met, being on the same track team and having the same friend group didn’t make things any better. you 2 have to act like you like each other for the benefit of the friend group until one day you and him are forced to have movie night with the others and you both have had enough of each other’s shit.

in this chapter: you get invited to the movie night and bump into bakugo

The morning smell of outside filled your lungs as you stepped out your house. It was exactly 5:30 in the morning. The streets were not busy and there was barely any noise, just faint sounds of dogs barking and truck drivers in a distance. It was the perfect time to go for your daily run. The chilly air made you happy, it gave you more of a challenge. you zipped your nike training jacket up. It fit you tight, tugging at every curve of yours. The sky was a foggy blue, a few clouds started coming in, along with the sum.

You walked down the steps of your house, stretching your legs when you got to the sidewalk. You looked ahead and yawned as you walked onto the street. Your neighborhood was fairly nice to say the least. Everybody minded their business, especially since your house had been secluded. After your grandmother died, she left one of her houses she owned to you, making it easy for you since you dreaded the idea of having to share a dorm with someone, let alone having to get an apartment.

you placed your airpods in your ears and played Apparently by J.Cole. J.Cole had been your favorite rapper since you were 12 years old, you missed the days where your 12 year old self would dance around your room to his music, now you’re grown and responsibilities are becoming more than just making sure your chores were done. You stretched one last time before taking off.

...

Once you were done, sweat dripped from your face. your breathing was heavy and the cold water bottle in your hand had been long awaited. The sun was now out. The birds chirping got louder and the old lady from across the street was sitting in her chair with her small cat in her lap, you quenched your thirst, swallowing every last drop of water. “Good morning Y/n” She chirped. You wiped your mouth with your wrist smiling, turning towards her, “Goodmorning Ms. Rodriguez.” you reply as you waved.

You finally go back inside your house, feeling at ease. you take off your black vapor max at the door and go to your kitchen, grabbing a nutrigrain bar, you ate it before going upstairs to get ready for your classes. you took your curly hair out of its messy bun. the roots of your hair were finally breathing and it felt good. you scratched your scalp in satisfaction. you looked in the mirror, loving your features and your brown/caramel skin. you never felt the need to put yourself in the 3 categories because to you there was no need to, everybody in the community was black so why separate it into groups.

you placed the shea butter your mother made for you on your face. you took off your semi-sweaty clothes throwing them into your dirty clothes hamper and looked at yourself in the mirror. your body was perfect to most but you didn’t see what everyone saw. your thighs were too thick for your liking, especially since you did track. your breast were too big to you, they sometimes got in the way while working out. you had a 4 pack from the working out, everybody told you that you had an hour glass body but you hated it. if this what a hour glass body was, you hated it.

you took off your panties, replacing your old ones with Tommy Hilfiger ones. You grabbed a pair of black nike sweatpants that fit your thighs perfectly. You took off your bra, letting your breast breath and put on another sports bra, putting on a white t-shirt fresh out the pack. you ran chap stuck along your plump lips, they were more than plump actually if you like them so it didn’t matter. you picked out the roots of your hair leaving it’s on it’s curly state. you had dyed your hair a ginger color, which made you look like sza a little. your fro was like hers too, very big and curly.

You wrapped your apple watch around your wrist and put on some whit nike socks, along with your white air force ones. Your phone started dinging and it was the gc, you had been in with your friend group.

Mina :) > goodmorning whores. Time for class before you become drop outs.

Denki ⚡️> good morning Mina ;)

Midoriya🥬> Goodmorning everybody, i have a big test in Mr. Aizawa’s today so i have to get to studying, talk to you guys later.

Kirishima> Mornin. It’s beautiful out today, isn’t it and i’m not a whore mina.

You> yea, kirishima i’m pretty sure you got caught with cami in the janitors closet.

Iida> Mine was too, you guys need to stop texting and get to class.

You> sure, see you on the track field lida. this gc is getting deader by the day and it’s embarrassing to watch.

(seen by kirishima, Mina, and Bakugou)

lida> typing...

You shut off your phone with a smile, knowing that got him heated. You didn’t even care for his response. you loved messing with lida, it was funny, you sprayed a little vanilla perfume on your body and you were off to a place you dreaded.

...

You were now in the library studying with Mina. Mina was like your best friend, you told her everything and she told you everything. “Have you seen that picture of trey songz you know what?” she asked and your eyes went wide, in shock that she was talking about this in the library. “yes, but i can’t go crazy over it, he made the shit so corny. the whole post he made afterwards had me cringing at my phone so hard. i was like “boy what the fuck” he too old for that shit.” you told her and she giggled.

“I’m having a movie night with the rest of the group this saturday, you have to come. you never come to things with us anymore. Ever since bakugou started hanging out with us, you’ve been avoiding us. i’ve noticed some type of tension between you 2, i hope it isn’t sexual?” she stated and your stomach churned at the thought of that stuck up dummy.

“No, i just like staying to myself, that’s all. i think i’ll come Saturday as long as it’s not going to be a lot of people you know how busy i am with track and stuff.” you stated in reality you hated being around bakugo. especially since he always felt to make rude remarks towards you when everyone wasn’t around. He was normally mean to everyone, but you got it the worse since you had the shortest running time on the team. When track practice would come around you and him would argue with each other every second. you hated being yelled at or talked to badly and your mother sure didn’t raise a bitch so you talked to him just as reckless as he did to you and he hated every second of it since you were the first to ever test him. your personalities didn’t mix well at all.

“it’s only gonna be, denki, bakugo, kirishima, todoroki, asui, uruaka and deku but that’s if bakugo doesn’t mind.”

“yea, i’ll think about it.” you said softly.

...

you were now at practice and the death stares you received from bakugo made you just wanna slap the fuck out of him. His eyes followed you as you warmed up. You could see him start to come towards you and you sighed. His tall figure stood in front of you, blocking the sun, his body shaded you. “You draw too much attention.” He stated as the boys that were on the team stared at you. You were the only girl on the track team so you learned to get used to it. “I know, why are you telling me this?” you asked and he gritted his teeth, “All of those boys are practically eye raping you.” he states, taking in your appearance and you sighed, “I don’t know what to fucking say. these are the only sizes in shirts they have and if my curves happen to show then so be it. it’s not like the whole thing is out.”

Sweat dripped from the side of his head, he had on a white tank top and some nike shorts with some white vapor max. a towel hung over his broad shoulders. your eyes scanned his body, you never thought bakugo was ugly, he was perfect when it came to looks. He was very tall with a slim, muscular build, and a fair skin tone. He had short, spiky, ash-blond hair that looked soft. His eyes were a sharp and bright red in color that showed his hostility. his looks fit his personality though, very cocky.

“Why do you care?” You asked and his cheeks turned a bright pink and anger came upon him, this line made him mad, “I don’t.” he replied angrily. “Well then stop telling me things i already know. All you do is bother me.” you told and his lips curved into a smirk, “Your existence bothers me, imagine how I feel.”

You rolled your eyes, pushing past him aggressively. He can be so fucking annoying. Imaging having to be on the same team as someone you hate. It’s really irritating, especially when the person is somebody as arrogant as he is. He needs to be humbled.

...

You and Bakugou were the only 2 left after practice, your coach was mad at the both of you because of what happened last week with the sub coach. Bakugou had been bothering you that day and you snapped and then you two decided to have a race on your own which didn’t turn out so well since bakugou got mad that you won in the end.

So now you and him were being forced to do “after practice workouts” with each other. You were now lying on the ground of the track floor, exhausted. Bakugou was right next to you, your chest rose up and down, your breathing heavy and your legs worn out. You looked over at him, and he looked over at you. “This wouldn’t have happened if you just wouldn’t hate me so much and accept that i’m faster than you.” you stated and his red eyes stared at your light brown ones. “Can’t blame this all on me. You hate me as well and you don’t know when to shut up. You don’t have to respond to everything i say but you do.” He said and you placed your hands at your stomach, “I’m not about to let you walk all over me like you do everyone else. Your ego is too big and i’m doing nothing but lowering it.”

“Is that what you think?” he asked and you sighed softly looking him in his eyes trying to search for anything but anger but there was no other emotion but that, his pupils did dilate once he noticed how hard you were staring into his eyes though, “It’s not what i think, it’s what i know.” you said. “i don’t understand why you are always so angry all the time. I don’t even know how you have the friends that you have. obviously that means they see past it but i refuse to. i can’t. sorry but that’s just how i am.” you stated sitting up, he sat up with you staring at you, “i don’t understand how you have friends, you are very competitive and just avoid me then. We can always hate each other from a distance.” he stated and you smiled shaking your head as you stood up.

“Can’t do that when we have the same friends and are on the same team and i’m only competitive when it comes to track. So i’ll just hate you regardless and plus you always keep your enemies close. It doesn’t matter though, i’m still faster.” you added on that last part trying to make him mad and you could hear him start to yell as you walked off and a smile came upon your lips.

There’s no way you could ever be friends with him so why even bother trying. Something about him makes your blood boil.