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[failsafemeasure]

dumbed down

m reader x denki kaminari, smut

tw. dumbification, toys, daddy k.

“W-Wait, wait!—“

“Now now, Kami,” you whispered into Denki’s ear, revelling in the way his body shivered against you.

“Unh! You’re gonna— kill me, man!”

“Don’t be dramatic.”

You rolled his nipple in your fingers as your other hand pressed the magic wand against his cock head. Chaste kisses peppered Denki’s neck, trailing down to his shoulder and up to his jaw.

Denki was completely vulnerable, laying beneath you as he writhed against the fluffy handcuffs you had locked him in about 30 minutes ago. A plug comfortably buried in his ass, a bullet vibrator on one of his nipples whilst your hand played and tugged on the other, the massage wand in your hand rolling around his dick.

“Ahh! Break, d-dude! Gimme a b-b-break!”

His moans were loud and needy, cut off by gasps and jolts. He shivered aggressively, body barely holding up with the stimulation.

He couldn’t even hear his own thoughts — all that encompassed him was the pleasure he was feeling and the occasional teasing remarks that left your curled lips.

Hips shaking aggressively, his cock twitched with excitement as he could feel his second orgasm coming on. He himself was surprised he hadn’t come numerous times by now, but he knew that this wouldn’t last long.

“C-C’mon, man… I—“

Biting down on his neck, you listened to his gasp and whimper as he was trying to restrain his noises with grit teeth and pursed lips. He came just from that, thin and watery ropes of cum on his stomach and coating his shaft.

“I’m not your ‘man,’ Kami. Not your ‘bro’ or ‘dude,’ either,” your tone was deep and authoritative, shaking Denki to his core as all he could do was groan and play with his own fingers. “You better smarten up and learn some respect before I wreck whatever composure you have left with my cock, you hear me?”

Denki sealed his lips, eyes widening at your words as he merely hummed and bucked his hips at your touch.

“Do you hear me?”

“Y-Y-Yes! I do!”

“I don’t think you do, Kaminari.”

Groaning as tears lined his eyes, Denki pulled against the cuffs as his legs trembled. He tried to make eye contact, he tried to see your face, he tried to do anything at all to gauge what you were feeling. But, instead, another harsh bite made him let out a startled noise.

“I-I’m sorry, man— I mean!—“ Denki could hardly feel the bed under him anymore. “Gahh! I’m sorry, daddy!”

“That’s better,” he could practically hear your smirk as you spoke into his ear.

“Oh, God… D-Daddy, I’m gonna fuckin’ p-pass out.”

“I’m not going to stop if you pass out.”

“Hnngh! You’re so cruel…”

After a couple more minutes of your relentless abuse, you lifted the wand off his dick and tossed it to the side. Denki kept gasping and groaning but was able to let out a brief sigh of relief before you pulled his legs up and around your waist.

Pulling the plug out, the corners of Denki’s lips twitched as he watched you. There was a nervous twinge racking his body, and yet the hot lust that pooled in his stomach counteracted his uneasiness.

“Ready for your daddy’s cock, Kami?”

“Anhh! Y-Y-Yes, daddy! Yes! Holy shit, m-man— I mean! Gah, please just-“

“You’re so cute,” you whispered, kissing his cheek before licking the sweat off his flushed skin, a crude grin on your face.

Lining your cock up against his ass, you used a wad of spit to lube yourself up a little.

Starting to ease your cock in, burying yourself in his ass inch by inch, you sighed softly at the warm feeling that enveloped your dick.

As you settled inside of his body, — your cock comfortably burrowed inside him — you reached to the pile of various fuck toys you had brought to the bed earlier.

“Oh, fuck! D-Daddy, you’re…” Denki moaned loudly, hips trembling as your thighs pressed against his cheeks. “Ooh, m-man… I’m g-g-gonna break! I-Imma- unh!”

You began to thrust, slowly at first, but soon you picked up your pace. In your hand, now, was a fleshlight that you were quick to sink onto his cock, smiling at the high-pitched moan that he let out

“Fuck, fuck, fuck! M/n— Ah, daddy! I’m—“

You continued to thrust, your cock hitting depths inside Denki that brought him unimaginable pleasure. The fleshlight around his cock vibrated as you turned it on, beginning to pump his dick with it as you only became faster with the snaps of your hips against his own.

Body beginning to convulse, he came for his third time, eyes rolling back as he could hardly conceive the sensation that overcame his body.

Not even being able to articulate words anymore, Denki went limp and merely screamed moans and cries as you fucked him without mercy, the toys that stimulated his bruised body never stopping in their attack.

“What a pretty face,” you gazed lovingly at his expression. Eyes cloudy and lined with bulbous tears daring to fall, jaw slack as drool spilled from his swollen lips, cheeks flushed a deep scarlet as strands of hair stuck to his forehead from his excessive sweating.

“Daddy!” he gasped yet again, jerking so aggressively in the cuffs that restrained him he made grooves in his wrists. He couldn’t think straight, he couldn’t see straight. All that he could feel was your thick cock penetrating his shaking body, and the intense vibrations that destroyed him.

Another loud scream left his mouth, coming again. He was starting to shoot blanks, which you had anticipated. Bringing him to the point of dry orgasms turned you on immensely, which you were going to need for the hours that would come.

You weren’t nearly close to being finished moulding his pretty little body to your cock, and he knew that very well.

author’s note ; I don’t usually use such sexual language but dumb boy Denki makes it easy, haha.

[failsafemeasure]

bandaging wounds

m reader x bakugou katsuki, fluff

tw. slight mentions of blood and injuries

A light hiss fell from Bakugou's mouth as he felt the soapy water against his wound, being applied by a small, folded napkin. He had gotten himself a decently sized scar on his arm in a sparring match he had let get out of hand a little.

"Does it hurt?" you asked, watching as the napkin became a soft pink color.

"Barely."

"Good," you pressed a little harder, humming quietly as you felt his arm tense up a bit. "You need to stop letting yourself get hurt like this."

“Whatever," Bakugou just grumbled, looking away from you as he stared at the open door that was showing the hallway.

He had been sitting on the counter in the bathroom, with you standing before him, having already gathered all the necessities to bandage him up.

You had tried not to question him much, just dipping the napkin back into the small bowl of water you had sitting on the counter just beside Bakugou's thigh. You were visibly annoyed, miffed at the fact you had to bandage Bakugou up numerous times the past week.

"You don't gotta fuckin' do this if you don't want," Bakugou said, tone aggressive. "I don't need your help."

"Oh, be quiet," you said, glancing at him as you set down the napkin. You grabbed the gauze dressing you had prepared before starting and began to place it over his wound. "I know you want to pretend this is annoying cause you're so stubborn, but all I want is for you to heal up as quick as possible."

Bakugou clicked his tongue, feigning irritation. Seeing as the blood had soaked through the dressing, you applied a second one over it.

"Maybe if you didn't let this happen so much I wouldn't have to do this often, if at all," you muttered, as though to yourself, as you started wrapping roller gauze over the dressing. “But it’s fine.”

Grumbling silently, a light pink dusted Bakugou's cheeks, pursing his lips as he watched you work. He couldn't help but feel his heart flutter a little, seeing how gentle and careful you were whilst handling his injury.

While he did find it a little inconvenient to have you bandage him up every time he got hurt, especially when he was aware he could do so himself, he still enjoyed watching you treat him. That fact did embarrass him, however, so he just ignored the tightening in his chest.

After wrapping his arm, you took some tape and had secured it. Smiling softly, you leaned up as you had leaned forward a little in concentration during the procedure.

"There we go," you said, looking up to give Bakugou the warm smile you had on your face.

His breath hitched, eyes widening a little bit. You always had this cute, proud expression whenever you finished your "work," and it always made him a little flustered — particularly more today.

"We'll check your circulation in a bit," you said, eyes drifting back down to his bandaged arm.

Staring at you, Bakugou sighed quietly, gaze softening. While it was piercing before, trying to appear pissy, he now had relaxed. He was silent and his breathing had steadied.

Looking up at him again, you couldn't help but feel a smile tug at your lips seeing his relaxed expression.

“Hey, Katsuki," you cooed, your voice lower and huskier than before. "I wouldn't be upset if you kept coming to me. You always get so calm when I wrap you up," you chuckled silently, tilting a little bit towards him.

"Wh-" his eyes widened again, tensing up a little. But, your soft hands had met his arms, causing him to relax again. "Fuck you," he grumbled, face going a cherry red, making you laugh softly.

Mind wandering, your fingers ran up and down his bare arms which were revealed by the muscle-tee he was wearing. Bakugou shuddered, biting his tongue gently. Catching his gaze again, you looked at him with soft eyes. He stared back, letting himself slump down slightly, leaning a little closer to you.

"Katsuki..." you murmured, your bright, dreamy smile still plastered comfortably on your face. Leaning even closer, you noticed he had closed his eyes and you held back a loving chuckle.

In no time at all, Bakugou could feel your warm breath tickling his lips, making a shiver run down his spine. But, before the small space between your faces was closed, he furrowed his brows as you spoke again.

“May I?" you asked quietly, hands sliding from his arms over to his waist. He snorted a bit in amusement at the question, but instead of just kissing you out of impatience, he let out a small hum of approval.  You grinned, if not just a bit wider, and connected both of your lips.

Letting out a sweet hum at the feeling of your soft lips locking with his own. He let his arms carefully slither up your torso, rough hands gripping at the back of your head to push you harder into the kiss.

He felt his back press against the mirror as you increased the pressure of the kiss, nipping at his lower lip.

Feeling your tongue slip into his mouth, he couldn't hold back his groan. He felt your tongue rub against his, dancing with it. He began to caress the back of your neck, massaging it absent-mindedly.

"I love you, baby," you whispered, pulling away just enough for the both of you to breath.

"Shut up and don't stop," he sputtered almost immediately, kissing you again. Your chuckle was brief before you allowed the make-out to start again.

"So cute," your words were smothered by the kiss but were still audible, making Bakugou blush even brighter, groaning as his grip around your neck tightened.

After a good couple moments of kissing, he pulled away, the only thing connecting your lips anymore being a thin string of saliva. He was panting heavily, forehead pressed against yours.

"Let's check your circulation," you said with a cheeky grin, pulling away from him. He was still blushing as you immediately jumped back to work.

"Th...thanks," he grumbled, tilting his head back to rest it against the mirror. You nodded and smiled up at him.

"No problem, baby."

[failsafemeasure]

nervous brat

m reader x bakugou katsuki, smut

tw. noncon language (no, don’t, stop, etc.)

"You don't fuckin' intimidate me, idiot," Bakugou scoffed, glaring at you. Clicking your tongue dissaprovingly, you shoved him, hard enough to get him to fall over onto the bed.

"Be quiet," you demanded, hands beginning to roam over his torso. He hummed quietly but just scoffed louder. Hands pushing against your shoulders, as though trying to push you off, but it was a pathetic attempt.

"Don't tell me what to do," Bakugou snapped, nose scrunching up into a mean scowl.

You merely rolled your eyes, allowing your hands to creep down and slip up his shirt.

"H-Hey, the hell do you think you're doin'?" Bakugou suddenly muttered, shivering from the feelings of your cool, soft hands traveling around his bare skin.

However, instead of answering him, you leaned down and kissed him rather passionately with no build up. He groaned loudly into your mouth, beginning to squirm a little bit more.

"Ugh ... if you think this'll make me give in you'd be fucking mistaken," he grumbled, tilting his head back into the mattress.

"What did I say about being quiet?" you cocked an eyebrow, pushing his shirt up over his chest, which made him shudder again.

"And what did I say about not tellin' me what to do?"

Hooking your fingers over the hem of his pants, you yanked them down rather aggressively, making Bakugou gasp slightly. You smirked, palming his growing erection through his briefs as you leaned up to plant a couple kisses to his cheek.

Bakugou hummed softly, face going a nice shade of red.

"Get off..." he mumbled, toes curling as you continued caressing his cock through the thin fabric.

"You really want that?" you asked, tone of voice teasing as you began to slide his briefs down his legs.

"Y-Yes," his eyes widened slightly as he watched you slide his underwear over his knees.

You let out an elongated hum, capturing his lips in yours. He let out a surprised hiccup-esque noise at the suddenty, causing you to let out a devilish chuckle into his mouth as you began to stroke his dick.

"A-Ah-" he pulled away, breaking the kiss. "Dumbass.. what the hell are you doing? Stop it..."

"Shut it, Katsuki," you nipped at his earlobe, beginning to stroke him faster to smother his complaints with his moans.

"Ngh..." he held his breath as long as he could before releasing it to moan loudly. "Shit!- Knock it off, asshole!" his voice was loud as he was moaning and shivering, surprised at how intense this sensation was for him.

"You sure you aren't liking this?" you asked, humming sweetly as you started stroking him even faster.

"A-Ah... I-" his breathing grew irregular.

"Doesn't it feel good?" you leaned up and pressed a couple kisses to his neck, grazing your teeth over his soft skin.

"So what if it does..." he murmured, the corners of his lips twitching. "That doesn't mean I- ahh... like it."

Rolling your eyes playfully, you sunk your teeth into the base of his neck, enjoying how he shivered against your body. Squeezing his cock, you licked over the pale bite marks you had left. He groaned loudly, tilting his head a little more to the side to allow you more room to work.

"That's right... Be a good boy for me," you whispered, sucking on his neck gently.

"F-Fuck you... I a-ain't doing that..."

Shrugging slightly, you merely squeezed his cock even tighter, making him flinch and let out a loud, sudden moan.

"Oh fuck!" he sobbed. "I-I'm gonna cum!..."

"Yeah?" you hummed, leaving numerous, bright and proud hickies around his neck, causing him to wriggle beneath you. "Feels real nice, huh?" you pressed a pleasant kiss to the underside of his jaw.

"Uhn... y-yeah..." he whined, bucking his hips up into your hand. You peppered more sweet kisses around his neck and the lower part of his face, sticking out your tongue every now and again.

"Do it, baby. Cum for me," you jerked him off even faster, reaching speeds bringing Bakugou unimaginable pleasure. He cried and moaned loudly, beginning to tremble violently against your body.

And then, you felt his hot spunk spilling all over your hand.

"There you go, baby..." you cooed, smirking as you looked at your now jizz coated hand.

"You dick..." Bakugou gasped, visible tears lining his glazed eyes.

"Ahh... You liked that, though," you chuckled, kissing him gently, making him hum against your lips. "You like it when I tease you, hmm?"

"I-I don't-"

"Stop lying," you smacked his thigh, harsh enough for a light snap sound to be heard, and the perfect amount to make Bakugou let out a lovely stifled cry.

"Y-You!"

Lifting your hand which was still covered with his cum, you stuffed your fingers into his mouth, much to his displeasure.

"Clean up your mess, baby," you kissed the tender area beneath his ear. He tried to pull his head back to no avail until you eventually felt him suck on your digits. "Good boy..." you kissed his cheek.

He grumbled, feigning annoyance, as he continued to lap up his own seed off your fingers.

"I hate you..." he muttered, face an extremely bright shade of red when you had taken your fingers out.

"Maybe. But, you're being obedient nonetheless, baby," you captured his lips, slipping your tongue into his mouth as you tasted the lingering emission. He groaned in irritation before returning the kiss.

You pulled away, hands wandering the bare, milky skin of his torso. Glancing at his face, you saw he was looking at you with a hint of anticipation and expectancy in his eyes. You smirked.

Sliding down his body, you felt his eyes follow you as you positioned his cock by your face. Smirking, you blew softly against the tip of his dick, squeezing it's base with the hand that you had wrapped around it. His words caught in his throat, his hands clawing at the bedding as he stared with eyes similar to that of a puppy's.

"Y-You can't.." he whimpered, lip curling. "N-Not after I just came..."

Taking him into your mouth, you sucked teasingly before slipping your head all the way down. Hearing his strangled moan made you chuckle quietly before you began to bob your head up and down.

"Ngh! No... Y-You-" he cut himself off with his own loud moan, throwing his head back and arching off the bed. "Fuck! That feels... good. I'm- agh... too fuckin' sensitive."

You couldn't help but keep laughing a little at his mumbling, hands resting on his thighs to massage them a bit as you continued to suck him, licking up the cum that had slipped through the cracks of your fingers beforehand.

Bakugou's moans grew louder in no time at all, his dick twitching dangerously in your mouth. You were aware he would cum faster than before, but it seemed it would be much quicker than what you had expected.

"M/n... I'm gonna-"

"So soon, baby boy?" you teased, flicking your tongue over his slit.

"Ahhnn!" Bakugou groaned, sputtering and panting at the way you sunk right back down onto his cock. "Sh-Shut up! I-I-It's your fault for going right back into it like this!"

But, Bakugou couldn't complain for too long as he was quick to devolve into a moaning mess at your talented mouth work.

Wasting no time, Bakugou thrusted his hips up, starting to quiver again. Your lips curled into an evil grin, continuing to pick on Bakugou with just your malicious gaze. He didn't have enough composure to care, just moaning and whimpering.

And then, he came.

Feeling his cum spilling into your mouth, you hummed happily, immediately swallowing him all. He quivered, letting out a loud, long groan.

Pulling off of his cock with a light pop, you chuckled silently as you licked your lips, staring at Bakugou who's face was entirely red, hand over his mouth now.

"Oh, you liked that, hmm?" you asked, sitting back up. "Well, we're not done, yet," you held your shit-eating grin as you grabbed ahold of his thighs, pulling them back so they were resting on top of yours.

"W-Wait..." he gasped, lip trembling.

Unbuckling your belt, he furrowed his eyebrows as he watched you. Sliding your hand into your boxers, you grabbed ahold of your cock and pulled it out, grinning even wider as you saw Bakugou's eyes dilate.

"I-I don't want-" his voice was low and nervous, thighs clenching around your waist.

“If you're going to keep lying then I won't treat you, baby," you dug your nails into his thigh using the free hand that wasn't holding your dick.

"I-" Bakugou paused for a moment. "M'not lying..." his breath hitched.

"That so?" you tilted your head, pressing the head of your cock against his asshole. "You wanna be bad? That how we're doing this?"

"Shut up..."

Leaning over to the bedside, you opened it up and grabbed two things out of the drawer: the small bottle of lube and a condom. Bakugou watched in anticipation, fingers curling into the bedding, almost pulling it straight off the mattress.

Rolling the condom over your cock, you jerked yourself off a little afterwards. Then, you popped open the bottle of lube, squirted some onto your fingers, and took them down to rub into Bakugou's hole.

"One last chance to stop lying and tell me what you want," you said, rubbing the lubrication into and around his entrance. Bakugou just stayed silent, constantly glancing from your face to your cock. "Fine, have it your way then."

Pressing the head of your dick against his entrance, you took a final look at his nervous face before you rammed completely into him. He gasped loudly, tossing his head back as his body shook. He could barely moan, having been caught so off guard.

"M/n!" he choked, back arching off of the bed as he clung to the sheets. "You dick!" You chuckled silently, pressing a gentle kiss to his cheek.

"Was that surprising, baby? Does my dick feel good inside you?" you asked, pulling your hips back just a bit before snapping them forward again, grinning wider as you felt his hips twitching against yours.

"Nghh..." Bakugou hummed, eyes squeezing shut. "Just fuckin' move..." he huffed, legs embracing your waist.

"I'll do what you say for now, but don't expect any more with that attitude of yours," you said, leaving deep kisses over his neck and down to his shoulder. Hands grabbing his waist to support him, you pulled back, watching your dick slide out of him nice and slow. Then, you pushed back into him, once again slowly. His voice was shaky as he moaned, legs tightening around you.

“Fuck... Faster, dumbass."

"You want that, baby?" you asked, tone teasing as your grinded the tip of your dick further into him. He moaned again, hands reaching forward and grabbing at you absent mindedly. "Ask nicely, then," you leaned forward so he could properly wrap his arms around you.

"I fucking hate you." You frowned.

Pulling back and then thrusting into him harshly, your nails dug into his thighs as he gasped, fingers clawing at your back.

“Ask nicely, brat," you leaned down, resting your head in the crook of his neck. You could hear his gasping and humming, making you smile softly.

"I-" he tilted his head to nuzzle his cheek into your hair. "I fuckin-" he groaned as his legs hiked further up your back. "Please."

"Please what?"

"Knock it off."

“I can do this all day, sweetheart,"

Bakugou groaned loudly in annoyance, rolling his eyes. You sighed and clicked your tongue, just continued to thrust slowly.

Kissing his neck, you pulled his hips back just a bit to thrust in deeper, grinding against the depths of his insides. He moaned into your ear, arms tightening around you.

"Unhh... you- ugh..." he kept jolting and groaning with each thrust, face going deep red with how vividly he felt you inside of him. "Feels good..."

"Yeah? I'm glad, baby," you kept kissing around his neck and beneath his jaw.

“Please," he whispered, knowing you could hear him being so close to his face. You smiled softly, massaging his hips as you kept thrusting and grinding. "Please move faster."

Immediately after hearing him say that, you picked up your speed. He moaned loudly pulling you closer. He nuzzled his head into your own, shivering.

"Good boy. You're such a good boy," your praised, continuing to thrust inside him at increasing speeds.

"Ngh... Shut up.." Bakugou sighed, face growing ever the redder. You could feel him tightening around your dick and you smiled warmly, a light groan emitting from your throat at the sensation.

Carefully taking your hands from his hips, you ran your slender, experienced fingers over his defined body. You had become surprisingly gentle after entering him, fingertips a cool breeze across his hot complexion. He writhed beneath your touch, a string of profanities dripping from his glistening lips as he stared up at you. His legs clung to you, heels digging into your spine as he tossed his head against the pillow and trembled beautifully as his hands fell back, gripping at the covers.

With every groan and gasp that fell from Bakugou's mouth met your ears, you couldn't help but grind a little harder — go a little faster. He was far too insatiable to hold back.

"You're so handsome, baby," you whispered, voice hoarse and seductive as you buried your face into his neck, breathing in his scent. It was ashy, smoky, with a tinge of chemical sweetness. Peculiar, but insanely hot.

"Hnn... Shut up already..." Bakugou groaned loudly, pressing his body up against yours as his fingers dug into your back. Tears lined his dazed eyes as he grunted and groaned right into your ear, cheeks rosy. The feeling of your cock inside him, rubbing up against him in just the right way, brought him indescribable amounts of pleasure.

The hot, electric feeling ran straight to his dick as he clung to you desperately, as if you would disappear if he let go.

"My love..." your deep voice releasing such admiration coated words in between your own moans of pleasure made him shake under you. "I'm close."

"Me... ah! M-Me too."

Bakugou jolted with every snap of your hips, making no attempt at hiding the extreme happiness that racked his body.

As you neared your end, you somehow managed to move even faster, gasping and groaning at the way Bakugou tightened around you. You were being shaken to the core, and in no time at all did your breath hitch and your lip quiver. Ropes of cum filled the condom as you trembled and tightened your grip on Bakugou's frame.

Almost immediately after, Bakugou moaned loudly into your ear, aggressive nails leaving pink lines across your skin in their wake as he spasmed, legs tightening so much around you that it was almost painful.

Nothing came out on Bakugou's end, but just by the sounds he was making it was apparent it was merely dry.

"Ahh, shit!..." you panted, your thrusts slowly coming to a stop. Lifting your head to look at Bakugou in the eyes, you saw his glazed over expression.

Strands of his disheveled hair stuck to his forehead, eyes almost completely closed as bubbling tears dared to fall, face completely flushed with excitement and embarrassment. Truly a sight for sore eyes.

"Fuck, that was good," he gasped with you, almost in unison, as he revelled at the warm feeling in his stomach. Chuckling, you nodded, pushing bits of his hair out of his face before gently kissing him.

He hummed into your mouth, grip softening as his hands carefully travelled up to your neck, pushing your head further down to deepen the kiss.

You held this position for a while, kissing as you simply sat in the glory of both of your afterglows.

Eventually, though, you slowly and carefully slid your dick out of Bakugou, smiling at the sight. He just groaned quietly, almost whining at the feeling of being empty after so vigorously being done as he had been.

Once you were completely out, you pulled off the condom and tied it up, dropping it into the trash at the foot of your bed before turning back.

"You were so amazing, Bakugou..." you grinned and started to spot tender kisses around his face, occasionally pecking his lips.

"Ugh, course' I was, idiot," feigning annoyance, Bakugou couldn't help but chuckle at the feeling of your playful lips peppering his cheeks.

"So, so, so amazing..." You eventually slowed down, slipping your arms around his waist and resting your head on his chest as you sighed wistfully.

The sound of his heartbeat which was coming down from the previous excitement was like music to your ears, and the light fingers that found their way to your hair, stroking and playing with it, made you feel like you were going to fall asleep right then and there.

Leaning up from his chest, you kissed him again. A deep, sensual, yet forbearing and sweet kiss.

Everything was bliss.