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i NEED this

when his dick is so big i need several breaks just to take half of it

and then he says “oh i know baby, i know” when he slides it in fully while i whine

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Pretty Baby

Mitsuki Bakugou x F!Chubby!Reader x Masaru Bakugou

A/N: Heyoo so this is my first post! I have a couple WIPs but I figured I’d post this one cuz my bestie told me to =)

A/N 2: please feel free to leave critiques or suggestions for my writing! I hope to write more soon!

Warnings (?): literal filth, threesome, the throuple is in an established relationship but pretend to pick reader up at a bar, dom!masaru, dom!mitsuki, sub!reader, spanking, a lil degradation, spitting, fluffy aftercare

You were perfect. Exactly what they were looking for. A shy and out-of-place little thing, you were leaning against the bar in a dark green sundress and knee high socks, with one of those pretty drinks in your hand. Mitsuki spotted you first, nudging Masaru and pointing in your direction. 

“She’s cute, ain’t she?” Mitsuki smirked. “Poor little thing looks lost, I think we should help her out.” Masaru’s eyes trailed up your sock clad legs, to your wide hips and your little chubby tummy, to the curve of your breasts. There was nothing around your neck, but he assured himself that soon, he and Mitsuki would have a collar on it. He looked at your pouty lips and doe eyes, imagining what you would look like below him, sucking his cock. Mitsuki’s hand trailed down to where Masaru’s bulge was beginning to grow. 

“Oh you like her too, don’t you baby?” She teased, applying more pressure to it.

“I do honey, I really do,” Masaru groaned, bucking his hips up into her hand. “Please, let’s bring her home.” 

“You’re moving pretty fast there baby, want me to go talk to her?” Mitsuki smirked. Masaru whimpered and nodded, biting his lip to stop himself from full on moaning. Mitsuki quickly took her hand away and Masaru groaned in annoyance. “I’ll be right back, love.” Mitsuki got up and made her way over to you, being sure to sway her hips to tease Masaru. She walked up to the bar next to you and leaned over it. You glanced at her, admiring her wild blond hair and her sharp red eyes. 

“You new here, little one?” She asked, noticing your staring. 

“Um, I guess,” you shrugged, avoiding eye contact. You were so nervous in the presence of someone so gorgeous. 

“You look too cute to be here,” Mitsuki teased, motioning to your little dress and socks. 

“Wait, you think I��m cute?” You looked shocked and Mitsuki didn’t like that. 

“Why is that such a surprise to you, little one?” 

“I just- no one has ever said anything like that to me,” you shrugged. “I usually go unnoticed, I didn’t think anybody really saw me like that.” 

“Well they must be blind, cuz you really are a pretty little thing,” she moved closer and reached up and stroked her hand down your arm, raising goosebumps in its wake. You had to bite your lip to hold back a moan, so desperate as if you’d never been touched like this or anything more. “I’m Mitsuki.”

“I’m Y/N,” you managed to get out. 

“Listen Y/N, you’re a real pretty girl, and me and my husband have been looking for a pretty thing like you to play with and spoil, you know?” She smirked, wrapping an arm around your waist and motioning to Masaru, who had his eyes on you the entire time. “Someone to be our submissive little baby.”

“But, I don’t really have any experience and I don’t want to disappoint you or get your hopes up or-,” you were quickly cut off by Mitsuki’s face coming right to your’s. 

“You’re the one baby, we’ll help you along the way, only if you’re comfortable with it though,” she almost whispered. You couldn’t deny that Mitsuki and Masaru were incredibly attractive, and you’d be lying if you said you didn’t want to be between them. You nodded slowly, staring at the ground and Mitsuki’s hand gently grabbed your chin, forcing you to look up. “Use your words pretty girl.”

“I want it, please,” you almost begged. It made a heat rush between Mitsuki’s legs at the desperation in your voice. 

“Good girl, now come with me, we’ve got a special room for us,” Mitsuki guided you through the crowd with an arm around your waist until you got to Masaru’s table. “Tell him your name, pretty girl.” 

“I’m Y/N,” you said, too shy to look him in the eye. 

“Oh you’re such a precious little thing aren’t you,” he cooed, standing up and coming to stand in front of you. “I’m Masaru.” 

“It’s nice to meet you sir,” Masaru had to hold back a moan at the sound of you calling him sir. Mitsuki smirked, knowing how much this was affecting him. 

“Why don’t we head somewhere a little more private?” Mitsuki proposed, heading to a back hallway of the bar. You and Masaru followed her up the stairs and to a nice room to the right. There was a large bed with red satin sheets and a black barred bed stand. There were 2 black ribbons tied onto the bars at the top and you could only assume what they were for. You glanced to the side and saw a wall with all sorts of toys. Whips, paddles, ropes, cuffs, you name it. You gulped nervously and Masaru noticed. 

“Don’t worry, pretty girl, we won’t be using those any time soon,” he said, placing a large, warm hand on your back. Mitsuki came back over after turning on a brighter light, and trailed her fingers lightly down your waist and hips. 

“Are you ready, Y/N?” She asked, fiddling with the hem of your dress. 

“Yes,” you said, probably the most confidently you’d spoken that night. 

“Good, now arms up baby,” she pulled your dress over your head, leaving you in just your undergarments and shoes. Mitsuki pulled her own shirt off, revealing black and red lingerie underneath. Your mouth practically watered at the sight of her breasts, you wanted to taste her so badly. Masaru kneeled down and slowly removed your shoes for you, but left your socks on. Mitsuki then removed her skirt, showing the rest of the lingerie. There was no fabric covering her pussy or ass, and your mind yet again wondered how she tasted. 

“Have you ever eaten pussy, baby?” she asked. You shook your head no and she smirked. “Then I guess Masaru here will show you how it’s done.” She slowly led you over to the bed and had you lay down on your back. She sat behind you and motioned to a now shirtless Masaru to approach. He kneeled at the edge of the bed, pulling you closer so that your ass was almost hanging off. His fingers danced along the edge of your panties before pulling them down slowly. Your thighs instinctively went to close, but one of each of the couple’s hands came to pull them apart again. 

“Don’t hide yourself from us, pretty,” Mitsuki warned, kissing down your neck. Her fingers traveled behind you to unclip your bra and let your breasts fall free. She pinched one of your nipples between her index finger and thumb, causing you to let out a squeal. Masaru glanced up at you, face already flushed red from barely being touched. He began kissing up your calf, to the inside of your thigh, and finally right on your clit. You gasped sharply as he kept kissing and slightly sucking on your swollen clit. Mitsuki switched her hand’s attention to your other nipple, and her mouth came to suck on the already hardened one. Your moans were music to their ears, and they wanted more. Masaru began licking and slurping your cunt as if he were a starved man. Mitsuki pinched and sucked your nipples harder, leaving little love bites around the soft skin of your breasts. One of Masaru’s fingers trailed through your slit, wetting itself before slipping inside you. Sure you’d used dildos before, but even then, it was still a tight fit. Masaru let out a broken groan at how tight you were and curled his finger up to find that perfect spot. He knew he found it when you almost screamed as you moaned. 

“Please, I’m close,” you choked out. “I’m so close.” 

“Cum for us pretty girl,” Mitsuki hummed around your nipple. “Show us how cute you are when you cum.” Your breath hitched in your throat as your walls clenched around Masaru’s finger and tongue and you let out a loud, guttural moan. Your legs shook, closing around Masaru’s head as he didn’t let up his ministrations until your orgasm was completely finished.   

“Such a good girl for us,” Masaru smiled, kissing up your stomach, between your breasts and finally to your lips. You kissed him back feverishly, tasting your essence on his tongue. When you pulled apart, Mitsuki was quick to swoop in to take your next kiss, her’s was rougher and more dominant. “You’re doing so good, baby, but now you need to take care of your mistress, yeah?” You nodded sheepishly. 

“Words baby,” Masaru warned, giving you a quick tap on the ass. 

“Yes mistress, I want to take care of you,” you practically whined. 

“Good girl,” Mitsuki smirked, moving to lean back against the pillows at the top of the bed. “Crawl to me baby.” You shakily flipped yourself over onto your hands and knees and slowly crawled towards Mitsuki’s open legs. You stopped right in front of her bare pussy and looked up at her, silently begging with your eyes. She gave you a nod and you immediately dove in, tongue slurping up all of her juices. Your back arched as you tried to get your tongue deeper into her hole and all of a sudden, you felt something hard and blunt press against your entrance. 

“You gonna let sir fuck you hm?” Masaru teased, rubbing his cockhead up and down your slit, letting it push against your clit. You hummed into Mitsuki’s pussy and her hands came down to grasp your hair. She pulled you off and you looked up at her. 

“Beg him to fuck you, pretty girl,” 

“Please, please fuck me sir,” you whimpered. Masaru slapped your ass and you moaned loudly. 

“Not good enough baby, gotta beg harder than that,” he growled, slapping your ass again. 

“You like a little pain, huh baby?” Mitsuki fake pouted and made you nod your head with her hands laced through your hair. “Open.” She tapped your jaw and your mouth dropped open. She swiftly spit into your mouth and yanked your head backwards. Masaru leaned forward and also spit in your mouth. You went to close your mouth but Masaru gave you another spank. 

“Beg me with your tongue out like a good little bitch in heat,” your cunt clenched at the words and your eyes practically rolled to the back of your head. You were sure whatever sounds came out of your mouth weren’t actually words, but it seemed to be good enough for the two of them. Masaru’s large, warm hands gripped your waist as he eased his cock inside of your tiny hole. You let out a loud groan as you felt the stretch of his length. “You’re so tight baby, when’s the last time you got fucked, hm?” You just whined, tears of pain and pleasure brimming your eyes.

“Oh you’ve been neglected, haven’t you pet?” Mitsuki reached down to rub your sensitive clit. You nodded and pouted, and she gave you a sloppy, dominating kiss. “Well baby, you won’t have to worry about that anymore. You’re our good little pet now.” You clenched at the name “pet” and you felt Masaru’s hands grip your hips tightly. Mitsuki then eased your head back down towards her cunt and practically shoved your face into it. Her hips began rocking roughly, grinding her clit on your nose and tongue. Your moans vibrated through her pussy as Masaru’s thrusts began to get faster. 

“You gonna make us cum, slut?” Mitsuki growled, her hands gripping your hair tighter. “Yeah, be our little cum dump?” You screamed as Masaru’s slick fingers rubbed your clit and sent you over the edge. Your vision clouded and you could feel yourself clench so tightly. 

“Oh shit, oh shit, oh shit,” Masaru panted, suddenly shoving himself fully inside of you and emptying his load inside. Mitsuki wasn’t far behind, as she clenched around your tongue and spilled her sweet cum into your mouth. After a moment of heavy breathing and recollecting yourselves, Masaru slowly unsheathed himself, removed the condom and pulled a pair of sweatpants on. Mitsuki petted your hair, instead of gripping it and stroked your face gently, trying to bring you back to them. 

“Come on baby, come lay up on the pillows,” She helped you pull yourself up onto the pillows and snuggled close to you. Masaru quickly came back with bottles of water and a blanket.      

“You did so amazing for us tonight baby,” he hummed, opening the water for you. Your limbs felt like jelly, and your mind was cloudy, but you never feel better than how you feel after these moments. Masaru gently tipped your chin back and held the bottle to your swollen lips. After a couple generous sips, he passes Mitsuki a water and both of you one of his shirts. 

“Arms up my love,” Mitsuki coaxed. You raised your arms and she slid the sweatshirt onto you, making sure you were nice and cozy. 

“So how do you feel, Y/N? Did you like how the scene went?” Masaru asked, snuggling next to you. 

“Yeah, I really liked it. I liked being picked up at the bar,” you grinned, remembering the busy club and Mitsuki’s closeness.

“That’s good baby, you did so good,” she cooed. 

“Do you want to take a bath or anything my loves?” Masaru asked. 

“Can we just stay like this a little longer?” You sighed, cuddling closer to his chest. “I’m too tired.” 

“We can do whatever you want baby,” he smiled, ruffling your hair. 

“We love you so much Y/N, you’re perfect for us.” 

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