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pairing: matt sturniolo x male reader

request: Neeeed a Matt fic where him and reader have a quick fuck in the car where reader rides him in the backseat while his brothers go shopping and they almost get caught/do get caught 😭😭😭😭

warnings: smut, kinda public sex, cursing, unprotected sex, caught after the act

on some of the rare occasions when matt would take you all out around the city you'd usually end up stopping by a store where everyone would get something they want but today it was only nick and chris who wanted to shop for some clothes so when they left it was just you and matt in the car... all alone... with enough time to spare.

"so how's your day been" matt asks turning to you, his hand moving to massage your thigh "pretty good" you say turning to look at him "only pretty good" matt question in a joking manner "you know what i mean" you say nudging his shoulder "well i could make it better" matt says before pulling you into a innocent kiss but it soon gets more heated as matt moves his hand further up your leg "matt no we shouldn't" you lowly whimper through the kiss "c'mon their not gonna be back for another 15 minutes at least" matt tries to convince "and you know i can work fast" matt bites his lower lip.

"true" you say "then come on" matt urges getting in the backseat and soon after you finally get in the back with him, straddling his lap and begging to make out "i swear if we get cau-" you get cut off by his hand slipping past your waistband "what, cat got your tongue" matt smirks against your lips "shut up" you whimper a little "we're not gonna get caught" matt assures sliding your pants and underwear down to reveal your plump ass.

you run your hands across matt's chest as you both continue to make out, steaming up the windows with your combined body heat "fuck me" you lowly say wrapping your arms around his neck lazily "i thought you said that was too risky" matt tease running his slender finger along your hole "i don't care now, you started this so finish it" you say desperately "okay then" matt says pulling his pants and underwear down enough to let his dick out.

you moan at the mere sight of his dick "you want it in you" matt asks stroking it lightly "mhm" you nod "you're so cute when you're desperate matt laughs lifting you up and aligning himself with your entrance and lowering you onto him, he kisses you to silence any moans that may find their way out of the car to the passerby's ears, matt thrust his hips upwards into your ass creating a mess out of you.

"you okay" matt asks "mhm... excellent" you say trying to hold back moans "c'mon don't hold back those pretty moans" matt says caressing your cheek with a grin plastered on his face, this fucker wants you to moan out as if you guys aren't in the most populated part of town fucking in the back of his car, you were thanking the lord himself that the windows were tinted but that still didn't calm your nerves.

"matt... i love you and all but im not gonna moan out your name when i'm nearly having a heart attack right now" you say sternly looking at him with lust and nervous filled eyes "you sure" matt says thrusting his cock into you roughly making you yell out a moan before your eyes dart around to see if anyone heard.

"hey look at me" matt softly say turning you to look at him "no one's gonna see us i promise" he says now fucking into you with soft thrusts, you calm down and take in the experience, now riding matt instead of him fucking you "that's a good boy" he coos resting his head on the seat as you do all he work, your hand planted on his thighs for stability as you lift and lower yourself on him.

"ju... fuck- just like that" matt chokes out feeling his climax rise up, getting closer and closer to cumming and he grabs you by your waist, tightly gripping into your flesh "y/n" matt whimpers leaning in to kiss you "let it out" you whisper, matt hears this and immediately cums in you with a grunt, pushing out all his cum into you as you smile down at him.

"we should fuck like this more often" matt says "no thank you" you laugh "whatever" matt replies before noticing his brother walking out of the strep "shit shit shit" he panics and you turn around and see the problem and rush to get back to the front seat, pulling up your pants messily, barely making it before they open the door "hey guys" matt tries to play it off.

"hey" nick replies suspicious of what was going on "ew matt why the fuck does it smell rancid in here" chris asks pinching his nose "i don't know" matt lies glancing over at you and rolling down the windows "oh my god were you guys having sex while we were in the score" nick asks in disbelief "no what the fuck" matt says getting defensive "you guys totally were" chris adds "just get in the car" matt says "i'm not getting in this sex filled car, ill take an uber" nick say and chris nodded his head in agreement.

"fine then" matt says before pulling off after chris and nick shut their doors "you handled that well" you joke "whatever" matt chuckles, nick and chris may not have drove home with you and matt but that meant once you get home you have about 20 minutes till chris and nick arrive, i wonder what you'll do with that time?

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“𝐎𝐅 𝐉𝐄𝐀𝐋𝐎𝐔𝐒𝐘 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐃𝐄𝐋𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓”﹙ 𝐌𝐈𝐆𝐔𝐄𝐋 𝐎. 𝐗 𝐌!𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑 ﹚

⋆˙⟡ 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 𓋰 ╭ 18+ ╮dom top miguel o’hara & sub bottom male reader ⓘ professor!miguel o’hara, college au, anal sex, jealous!miguel o’hara, gay, professor/student relationship, possessive, rimming (receiving), oral sex (receiving), loud moaning, unprotected sex, rough sex, no lube

I had to reupload this fic from when I was (@//miguelowhora). I posted it on Valentine's Day and decided to reupload it here again to see where my Miguel stans are.

Miguel never felt jealous until he encountered you in one of the courses he taught. He was always fixated on you, envisioning scenarios where you would plead him to intimately fuck you right there at the table, in front of everyone, to assert to whom you belong to. His jealousy arose when a new student joined his lecture late into the semester and sat beside you, observing the budding closeness between you and Miles.

You were uncertain about Miguel's feelings as he always wore a serious expression during his lectures. It was clear that you both had to keep your relationship discreet to avoid any implications on his job or accusations of favoritism. To maintain professionalism, you decided to keep your distance and interact with classmates, like Miles, who you quickly bonded with. Occasionally, Miguel would give you an odd stare, hinting to stay away from Miles. This new expression was unlike his usual demeanor, leaving you puzzled.

After class concluded, as students were exiting the classroom, you heard Miguel specifically request to speak with you privately by calling out, "Mr. (last name), may I have a moment of your time?" Miguel's demeanor was solemn and intense, with his gaze fixed on Miles, who lingered near the entrance door.

"Sorry, Professor, but could we discuss this at a later time or perhaps via email? I'm running late for my next lecture," you said, maintaining a professional tone in the presence of Miles.

"This is not open for debate. I need to speak with you now. Is that clear?" Miguel snapped, causing tension in the room. Despite Miles' attempts to calm the situation, Miguel's agitation only seemed to escalate. Observing Miguel's reaction, you felt uneasy but decided it was best for Miles to leave the classroom for the moment.

"Miles, go ahead. I'll catch up with you later. Just text me if you need assistance with the lecture," you assured Miles, urging him to go before he missed his next class. As the door closed, you found yourself being pulled towards the professor's desk, feeling the pressure on your wrist causing discomfort. You winced, noting the strength of Miguel's grip, as he led you to the table to address whatever was bothering him.

When he released your wrist, you gently rubbed it and winced at the lingering pain. Your face contorted in a scowl, but when you glanced up at Miguel, you saw his intense gaze filled with anger. Before you could question his sudden hostility, he enclosed both sides, blocking any escape route with his powerful arms. His intimidating stare both frightened and enraged you as he moved in closer, eliminating any remaining space between you. His eyes, initially fixed on yours, drifted down to your lips as he leaned in and kissed you.

You were powerless as Miguel took control of your lips, savoring every flavor. His actions were primal, his tongue exploring your mouth with a mix of licking and sucking, engaging in a battle for dominance that thrilled him. Eventually, he shifted his attention to your lips, continuing his sensual assault while simultaneously slipping a hand under your shirt to tease and play with your nipples, eliciting a pleasurable response from you. Observing your arousal, Miguel relished in the knowledge that he was the cause, enjoying the taste of your lips as he gently nibbled and tugged on them. Despite your evident excitement, he chose to halt his actions, not wanting to escalate the situation further.

As Miguel departed, leaving you yearning, you sensed an uncharacteristic teasing in his absence. "Why not reach out to Miles for more pleasure?" Miguel's words hinted at a hint of jealousy, implying a sense of betrayal with someone you had just met. After a brief moment of pondering, you realized that the typically stoic professor was indeed jealous.

"Could that be why you've been behaving unusually today? You know Miles-" Your sentence was interrupted by Miguel slamming his hands on the table and leaning in towards you. "Do not mention his name; it will only worsen my anger," Miguel interjected, his frustration evident from the bulging veins on his forehead.

"Remember, Miguel, you did express the desire to keep our relationship discreet in public. I have no acquaintance with Miles and would never flirt in front of you, as that would be deemed unfaithful, a behavior I do not condone. Do you truly believe I am capable of betraying your trust for someone I have no romantic interest in?"

You attempted to reassure him that there was no romantic involvement between you and Miles. However, every time Miles was brought up in conversation, he would become visibly agitated and might even act impulsively.

"Why’d you give that cabron your number? The only man’s number who should be on your phone is mine," he questioned possessively.

Refusing to entertain his jealous outburst, you calmly responded, "Please stop with the jealousy act. There is nothing going on between us. I only shared my number with him because a certain professor is a hard-ass with the assignments."

Prodding his chest lightly for emphasis, you issued one final warning, making it clear that you were no longer willing to entertain his irrational behavior.

“You know what tonight I’ll be sleeping in my dorm room. Have fun jerking off to the thought of me.” Despite your efforts to break free Miguel remained firmly in your space.

The expression on Miguel's face changed immediately after your comment, clearly upsetting him. Before you could respond, he abruptly turned you around and shoved you down onto the table. As you lay there, you felt his hands exploring your clothed ass. Suddenly, you noticed the fabric of your jeans tearing and felt a cool breeze on your exposed ass.

Before you could gather your thoughts, Miguel roughly spread your ass and began exploring your most intimate area with his tongue, sending waves of pleasure throughout your body. You were unable to utter a word to stop him, enchanted by the pleasure of his touch. As his tongue delved deeper, a moan escaped your lips, only to be met by Miguel's intense gaze. Your moans of pleasure grew louder as he continued his exploration, igniting a mutual excitement between you. Your right leg brushed against his growing bulge, heightening the intensity of the moment.

Miguel continued to pleasure you with his tongue, causing you to let out louder moans. You tried to stifle your sounds, but Miguel caught your hands and restrained them. "I want to hear you," he insisted, his voice deep and husky as he explored every inch of your hole.

You allowed Miguel to put aside the recent argument and focused on the sensation of his tongue exploring your body. The thought of him taking you right then and there consumed you, regardless of who might hear. Your mind raced with fantasies of how he could fuck you, but lost in the moment, you realized his tongue had stopped its motion.

"Why did you stop? It felt so good," you lamented.

Miguel's expression revealed a sly smile, relishing in the fact that you still desired him. He teased the idea of stopping, hinting at your behavior being inappropriate for a professor-student dynamic.

Despite his words, he couldn't resist your allure, wanting you to surrender and plead for more. "Maybe we should end this here. You're acting quite slutty. Do you have any sense of decency for your professor?" Miguel leaned in, arms crossed, a mischievous glint in his eyes.

Miguel attempted to walk away, but you quickly grasped his forearm, locking eyes with him, and pleaded, "Please don't go. I need you."

Your words had the desired effect on Miguel, who seized your shirt collar and forcefully turned you on your back. As his hands explored your clothed chest, he tore off your shirt, leaving you naked sprawled on his desk. "This is how I want you, begging me for more," Miguel's deep voice resonated, eliciting a submissive response from you, causing goosebumps to form on your skin as you felt utterly vulnerable.

You watched as Miguel touched the bulge in his pants and began to tease it. "Is this what you wanted?" he taunted, but you remained fixated on his bulge, yearning to release his thick cock. "You can't even speak. You're completely hypnotized, acting like the dirty little slut that you are," Miguel sneered.

As Miguel unzipped his pants, the unmistakable sound caught your attention. You listened to the rustling of his hands as he revealed his erect cock, playfully teasing the entrance of your eager hole. Your soft whimper only fueled Miguel's arousal, as he observed, "You seem very eager. Do you crave this cock inside you?"

In that moment, all you could manage was a nod, consumed by the anticipation of his cock teasing your eager entrance. "Alright, precioso, I'll satisfy your hunger," Miguel murmured, spitting on his member before thrusting forcefully into you. Despite the initial discomfort, your cries were a blend of pleasure and pain. Miguel's actions were not gentle, fueled by lingering jealousy, but you welcomed it, accustomed to his size.

You felt Miguel's cock exploring and stretching your insides, his grunting moans turning you on. Deeper inside, he hit your sweet spot, making you moan even louder. "Miguel, please, keep hitting that spot," you begged. Excited, he continued to please you.

His movements quickened, his balls slapping against your ass. As Miguel picked up the pace, your moans grew louder, both of you enjoying the pleasure he was giving you. He was determined to be the only man to make you feel this good. Thrusting harder, the desk shook under his powerful movements. You tried to hold on to the edge of the desk, but Miguel lowered his body to match yours, wrapping your arms around him.

Miguel kissed you aggressively, his tongue dominating yours as his moans grew feral. "Tell me, whose ass is this?" he demanded. You struggled to speak, but gazing into his handsome face, you managed to reply, "It's yours, papi."

With forceful thrusts, Miguel made you feel pain mixed with pleasure, pulling out and plunging back in. Tears filled your eyes, but you welcomed the sensations. Pushed to the edge of the desk, your legs were lifted above your face as Miguel towered over you.

Miguel lifted your legs in the air, bracing himself on the table to maintain balance. He inserted his shaft into your backside, moving rhythmically against you. The weight of the position made your stomach feel heavy, yet you were too lost in passion to protest. Sweat coated your body from the intense experience, with droplets trickling down your face and lips, tasting salty and sweet.

"Amor, I'm close," Miguel murmured, his voice barely audible as he gazed into your eyes with a mixture of intensity and desire. His thrusts slowed briefly before quickening again.

"I'm almost there too," you replied, meeting his pace. Miguel embraced you tightly, his movements becoming deeper and faster. As he pressed into you, a moan escaped your lips, his arms enveloping your waist. Your bodies entwined, shifting under his weight until your back was against the desk. His eyes locked onto yours, dark and filled with longing, as he plunged deeper within you. Your hands gripped the table's edge, ready to climax. Miguel nuzzled your neck, delivering soft kisses that turned more intense, almost biting.

Miguel's deep grunts signaled his impending release. Holding onto him, his final thrust brought both of you to a climax, his body shuddering as he released inside you. You felt a surge of pleasure between your bodies, a mix of ecstasy and satisfaction.

Afterward, Miguel wiped himself clean with your torn shirt, collected you new clothes from his cabinet, and left you alone in the room. "Clean up and go to class," he instructed, his tone stern as he exited.

You dressed in the fresh clothes he left behind, muttering about his behavior. "What a dick."

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Male reader!

Sukuna was completely in love. Did anyone know? Fuck no. He didn't announce it. Didn't make it known. No one knew until they seen you with him. They thought you were just another follower that stood beside him. But no. You stood to close. Held on to him just a little too tightly. And him not pushing you away threw everyone off. This big egotistical asshole of a tattoo artist that held himself in such high regard was letting someone act like if he was everyone else in your presence.

They couldn't ask sukuna himself about it so they went to the next best person. Yuji. And like it was nothing he just let it slip out "oh yeah, that's his boyfriend. They've been dating for like a couple years now." The shock people felt knowing someone that has such a reputation as his could be with someone like you. They didn't know you but it was surely no way that you were as bad as sukuna. And if yuji held you in such high regard then what is it that you could possibly see in a man like sukuna?

Surely he wasn't an ideal man. But what really was? Sukuna loved you in ways that seemed made up in modern life. He wasn't a loud lover. Preferring to love his boyfriend quietly because that's what he liked. Taking mental notes of everything you said you liked so he could incorporate it into you guys life. When you said you liked eyebrow piercings he just gave a small nod. Later that week when he came to pick you up there sat that damn piercing on his face. When asked about it he just said he felt like he needed the change.

He took notes of what food you liked so when people messed up your order he could just distract you and pick it off your plate before you noticed so you didn't have to even get upset. When you said you thought he'd look good with black hair cause of all the tattoos he gave you a chuckle. Not thinking much of it until he came up to you on his day off with a bag full of hair products, including the black dye.

Sukuna is an overprotective boyfriend. The kind to keep his hand on the corner of the table so you don't bump your head and hurt yourself when you bend down. Keeps you on the inside of the road, guiding you by your hand whenever you try to stay on his opposite side. Your lover was the definition of doberman boyfriend. A personal security guard that you had.

In his mind he didn't need to make a million posts or constantly throw things in people's faces because when it was needed he gladly brought you up. He was living in the moment, and he was living for you and that was more than enough.

@gayaristocrat @literallyrousseau because I write all my fanfics with them in mind

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Just read a few of your stories and God was that fun, even just got a horny idea while reading some of them like...

Dilf neighbor (who has a wife + kids and a big dick) x bottom innocent male reader

idk if you do non-con/dub-con but I just felt like that would be the kink for the day

I love dilfs oml,,MINORS DNI!! Bttm male reader,,cheating,, Dubc0n,, virgin reader,, mirror

He didn't want to,,he never did!! He loved his wife and his children so much that he never felt like he could betray them but then you moved in next door!!

You were so cute to him,,smiling in such a friendly manner as his wife hands you the welcome basket,,feeling his own smile startimg to grow as he watches you let his rowdy boys play with your dog!!

His eyes looked at you so gently as his wife talks shit about the other neighbours in the apartment,,you didn't seem to notice how close he sat with you!!

Growing closer to you over time,,visiting you more and more and eventually leaving both his wife and kids home with the excuse of just going for a walk!!

You were so excited to have a friend like him!! Kind, sweet and almost to the point of being fatherly to you!! You never noticed how he looked at you more lustfully then before,,how his touches linger on you whenever he walks by!!

hoping to god that his wife never finds out as he pounds your virgin hole roughly,, muffling your moans with his hand as he stares at your expression in the mirror!! It was so much prettier then his wife's,,the way your pleads for him to stop didn't say the same thing as your drooling cock!! >□<

Jerking you off in time with his thrusts,,giving you such a good first time fuck as he reaches deep inside of you!! He was too deep in the pleasures of sex to hear his phone ringing,,

"Fuck, such a good boy..taking me so well for your first" He chuckles lowly as he leans forward,, biting down on your neck to leave a very visible hickey,, his hands resting on your ass as he kneads it mindlessly with his large hand!!

His cock was impossibly huge,,no wonder he had such a loyal wife,,hitting yiu in all the right places as his hand that rested on your mouth moved down to your neck,,gripping at it firmly!!!

His grunting and moaning were so audible in your ears,,forcing you to watch as he fucks into you through the mirror,,meeting his eyes before he pulls you down into a sloppy and passionate kiss!!!

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hi!  I am desperately in need for help. I need my insulin to bring my blood sugar back down. It’s $300 That’s all I need. I’m not asking for a windfall, just a little help, please.

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hello! i am so, so sorry for what you're going through, I really.

hope you get better soon. but the thing is, i don't live near the U.S. and normally, $300 is very expensive in my country. but I'll do anything to help you (: ill share this to my families to help you!!

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Hello! This is my blog

Yuto☆ transmasc☆ 18☆ blasian☆

This will be a male-female reader blog, mostly male tho.

Since there are more female reader blogs than male.

Things i will write:

Male/Fem/Gender neutral reader

Fluff

Smut

Male characters

Angst

-more will be added soon☆

Things I won't write:

Minor x adult (unless it's platonic)

Age play

Weird kinks - piss, blood, vomit, etc...

Stepcest

Incest

Skat or whatever.

Top reader

-more will be added soon☆

Animes/games I write for:

Attack on titan

Black butler

Bungou Stray Dogs

Diabolik Lovers

Fnaf

Haikyuu

Horimiya

Hunter x hunter

Jujutsu Kaisen

My hero Academia

Obey me

Omniscient reader's viewpoint

Ouran High School Host Club

Owari no seraph/ seraph of the end

Resident Evil

The disastrous life of Saiki k

Vampire knight

Yandere Simulator

-more will be added soon☆

Other:

Stranger things

Twilight

-im sorry it is so small here but ofc more will be added soon☆

Byee!!

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WHY IS SO FUCKING HARD PUT A "FEM" IN FRONT OF THE "READER"???????

NOT EVERYONE IN THIS FUCKING SITE IS A FEM OR USES FEM PRONOUNS YOU DUMB BITCH

NOT EVERYONE WANTS TO READ HALF OF A HISTORY ONLY TO GET A FEM NICKNAME OR A FEM PRONOUN THAT YOU TAKE OFF YOUR ASS

JUST PUT THE FUCKING FEM READER YOU ASSHOLE YOU NOT GOING TO DIE IF YOU PUT THREE FUCKING LETTERS IN FRONT THE READER

IS SO FUCKING HARD DEFENDING SOME AUTHORS BECAUSE THEY CONTINUE BEING DUMB

SOME MASC PEOPLE HAVE A FUCKING DYSPHORIA OR THEY DAY RUINED BY THAT

YOU WON'T LIKE IF WAS A MALE READER WITHOUT SAYING IS MALE, THEN PUT THE FEM READER BECAUSE WE DON'T LIKE EITHER

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HUSH.

bakugou katsuki x male reader. nsfw.

word count: 1.1k

WARNING: face slapping, hint of d/s dynamic, top!katsuki bakugou, gagging, panties/lingerie, no aftercare written (but, ofc provided), slight under-negotiated kink (lingerie). (male) reader can be read as trans or cis. all characters are & will always be depicted as 18+

At first, Katsuki isn’t sure what to think when he sees it. He finds it peeking from your basket of freshly washed laundry, sitting pretty on top of a few towels and- oh, his own sweatpants. When he picks it up it’s rather dainty. Soft fabric that flows between his fingertips and drapes along his large hands. He imagines it on you. Lace trailing around your figure, hugging each curve and contour of your body perfectly. So pretty, so delicate. He wants to rip it off, burn through it with the heat of his palms just to hear you whine in irritation.

He imagines running his palms up the soft skin of your thighs, squeezing the swell of your ass before lifting your legs up to your chest, exposing every sensitive, aching part of you. Even if you’re not flexible, he’ll make you bend as you take it, sobbing on his cock in those pretty, dainty panties.

But he’s getting ahead of himself.

Katsuki settles on the couch, lingerie clenched between his fist as he relaxes into the soft cushions and spreads his legs. An impressive tent adorns his black sweatpants, straining the fabric as his cock twitches at the sensation of lace against his fingertips. He can’t seem to help it, not now. Not when all he can think of is groping you through it. So he tugs down the band of his sweats, looping his thumb around his briefs in one foul swoop, freeing his cock in a matter of seconds.

Then, with your freshly washed lingerie still in hand, he places it at the pink head of his dick, thrusting upward into the lace. He can’t contain the low groan that erupts from his throat the moment it’s around him. He imagines your velvety walls instead, fantasizes about the feeling of stuffing your hole with the lace to keep his cum trapped inside of you. He squeezes the base of his cock with a firm hand, running the lace up the thick, prominent vein that disappears near his shaft. Filthy, he’s leaking all over the delicate pattern and smearing pre-cum onto his black tank top.

“What, you think you can get away with whoring around without me noticing?” Katsuki grabs you by the ankle, tugging you down towards the edge of the bed. He towers above you, vermillion eyes piercing through you as his biceps flex with each movement he makes. His grip on your ankle was far from gentle, enough force to pull you into him with a small noise of surprise. You’re so easy to throw around.

He doesn’t care for the clothes you’re wearing above the lace, burning them to shreds with small explosions that tingle against your skin. Until you’re stripped down to the bralette that doesn’t have much to cup or support, and lacey panties that leave little to the imagination, Katsuki isn’t satisfied.

“You’re gonna take it so good, like you always do, aren't you?” He grunts, removing his hand from your leg to grip your jaw, rotating your face with a bloodthirsty smirk.

The feeling of his skin against yours, warm and inviting and so, so—

The blond’s eyes flicker to the door before the lock can even begin to click, but he knows you’re behind it. Probably struggling to get the key in like you always do, with eyebrows that twist in frustration, almost the same way they do when you’re crawling on top of him. Cute.

The door swings open with you behind it, loosening the tie around your neck as your dress shirt falls apart on its own. A huff leaves your lips, and Bakugou finds himself staring much more intense than he, probably, should have been. He lets you take your time, watching as you kick off your shoes and close the door behind you. Completely unaware of your surroundings— it was no question why you never became a hero.

Squeezing the base of his cock, Bakugo clears his throat to get your attention. It pulses in his hand when you whip your head around to meet his gaze, wide eyed and so, so pretty. He imagines your tongue tracing the prominent veins in his cock, the loud suckling noises you make as you all but make-out with the tip of his dick.

His pretty boy.

When you blink back at him you’re completely unsure of how he managed to strip you of your clothing so fast, but the smell of singed fabric isn’t surprising. He’s hell bent on getting you into something else, something prettier, and something you thought you hid pretty well.

But not well enough, apparently.

Familiar lace is placed into your mouth, weighing down on your tongue and successfully gagging you for the time being. You can taste the traces of Katsuki’s pre-cum, and suddenly you long for something else in your mouth. Your boyfriend understands immediately, by the glossy eyes and dumb look you get on your face whenever you start to get submissive. He grins, proud and slightly sadistic.

“Not yet,” His large palm taps your cheek, and you whimper deliciously from the impact. “Dumb mutt. How long you been keepin’ this a secret from me, huh? Gonna let me fuck the cum outta you? Stuff your little hole with my cock? Maybe I’ll even use those pretty panties of yours to keep my cum inside.”

“Ka-” Your voice is muffled, but it only seems to make the hardened glare Bakugou gives you even more intimidating.

“Hole-a yours is mine, ain’t it? Get to do whatever I want with it.” His voice is gruff and mean, just how you like it, but you know he’s actually just checking in on where you stand. You nod, eager enough to hear a low chuckle erupting from his throat.

The blond watches as his cock drags in and out of your hole— which belongs to him — with gritted teeth. You always make such pretty sounds, whiny and desperate as your hole catches on the head of his cock. Puffy and abused, Katsuki goes feral as you claw at your sheets like a kitten. You clench so nicely, your pretty hole (his hole) fluttering and stretching around his cock.

It’s so big, almost too big— you’re sure you’ll rip in two if he keeps at it like this (he assures you it’s just because you’re so tight— his perfect fuckhole. And he’s right).

“Good fuckin’ boy, that’s a good boy,” He groans into your shoulder, sinking his teeth into the soft skin. Your hips raise upwards, desperate to meet his thrusts and keep his cock as deep as it can get. “Atta-boy, gonna cum on my cock like a cockhungry whore? There you go.. There you go.”

[c1nnam0nbit3s]

this has happened to me so many times , imagine it says "gn reader" and you get slapped in the face by "female reader" tags and she her pronounces....