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[melticss]

-not my art!

side kick

bakugo x reader

contains nsfw! -sex, cunnilingus, slut shaming, size kink

-as villain bakugos sidekick, your around him a lot. getting trapped in a situation that sprouted from a dangerous mission, you both confess your feelings for eachother, or atleast.. show them.

reader is female, if you want to me recreate this with male or nb let me know! <3

please ignore how bad my grammar is 💀 i didn’t pay attention in elementary school tbfh. also not proof read 👨‍🦯

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it was early in the morning, as you sat in your office. watching the tv from your desk chair, the news showed up. showing that endeavor was in the hospital, and that a villain that all might had come across and supposedly “killed” was back in japan. you set your coffee down, your eyes widened. you grabbed your keys and headed down to katsukis office.

*bang-bang-bang..bang* you knocked on his door, not wanting to barge in, and find something unexpected. “what?” katsuki groaned. “did you see the news? he’s back!” you shouted “i don’t fucking watch the news y/n.” he remarked. “well, he’s not dead, and he’s back.”

katsuki had befriended a guy in his 3rd year, a guy that had always seemed sketchy, but never paid to much attention to. he later became a villain with katsuki, but betrayed him. he had stolen all the money that katsuki made, and used it to attempt to kill all might, but he “failed”. the reason katsuki wasn’t planning to kill all might yet, was because he didn’t have a team.

“your fucking joking.” katsuki said, opening the door with a deadpan look plastered on his face. “i wish katsuki, but he took advantage of all mights retirement and thought this meant he could kill endeavor. “we are not letting him take my fucking spotlight” he said, waking down the hallway to his room. “katsuki! we don’t have a plan yet!” you yelled, still in your pjs.

“we aren’t wasting anytime y/n.” he said with a tinge of annoyance. “well let me get ready atleast!” you said worried. “whatever y/n, don’t take too long.” you sprinted down to your room, throwing on your suit. you snap on your gloves as you walk into his room, expecting that he would be ready.

you open the door, to pre occupied to knock, stressing about the situation. “katsuki i-“ you get cut off with the sight of your assistant in nothing but his boxers, his abs reflecting the rising sunset. a orange hue decorating his hair as his veiny hans pick up his shirt. before you even get the time to look down, he yells

“y/n! you dumbass. i always tell you to knock!” you stand there, dumbfounded. out of pure shock that a man this handsome wouldn’t be on a play girl magazine. you stare at his body, his furrowed brows turn into a sarcastic smirk. “do you really like what you see that much, y/n? you try to muster up what to say, as your heart pounds.

“i-i just didn’t expect it” you say trying to act cool. “didn’t expect what?” he says walking towards you, putting his hand on the wall next to you, slamming to the left of your head as he towered over you. you look over at the clock, “w-we need to leave soon, b-before he does something else-“ he kisses you, your heart skips a beat, your stomach gets warm.

you lean into him, grabbing the back of his neck, pulling him in. sense he’s almost 6’4, he has to bend his neck, so he just picks you up so he can pull you closer. “i guess i should’ve realized the way you would clench your thighs together whenever you saw me shirtless, i should’ve known you had a thing for me.” he said smirking.

“well your always staring at my ass so, i think we are fair.” you say sarcastic. he sets you down on his bed, crawling on top of you. “what can i say, you have a nice ass yn, but you also stare at my bulge when i wear sweatpants, so i don’t think we are quite even yet dumbass” he says before pinning you down, and kissing you so passionately you loose your breath.

his lips are sweet, a taste of carmel and cherries decorated them. his arms on either side of you. seeing the veins bulge and his muscles perfectly defined with the orange sunlight made you squirm. his hair messy, his chest sweaty. his hot breath running over your body, he moves up, pressing his bulge into you.

he’s harder than you thought he was- “may i?” he says, tugging on your shirt. you nod, puppy eyes staring at his crimsons. he pulls off your shirt, then your tight leggings. he pulled you close, now both in your underwear, pressing his warm body against yours. something you never realized, katsuki was affectionate. you wonder if he’s really just a big softie.

he plants soft kisses on your neck, then biting softly. you dig your nails into his back, making him groan. “i wouldn’t be mad if you made me bleed, sweetheart” your stomach got tingly at the nickname. you kiss his collarbone, inhaling his intoxicating warm scent. you buried you face in his neck, as you wrapped your legs around his waist, pulling his hips down to rest on yours.

he looks down at you, his abnormally long k-9 tooth biting down on his bottom lip. “so fucking pretty, m’fucking pretty angel” he says, in a raspy whisper. he leans into kiss you, unhooking your bra, and throwing it somewhere into his room. he moves his hand down, the callous rough hands dragging down to your panties, hooking his finger on them and pulling them off.

he leans back, taking in the view. “such’ a pretty fucking pussy.” he says smirking. you whine in response, squirming your hips in embarrassment of your pussy exposed. he brings his thumb down, dragging it through your slit, your pussy making lewd noises. he rubs your clit, pleasure shooting through you. you whine in response.

he grabs your feet, throwing them over his shoulder. “hope you don’t mind if i eat this pussy?” he says leaning down, his hot breath rushing over you. you shake your head, grabbing his hair. your cheeks glowing redder every minute. he grabs your ass, pulling you in and flattening his tongue against your sensitive pussy.

his tongue is rough, and unforgiving. his tounge rubs your clit, drawing circles in it. he spells the letters, k a t s u k i, smirking. he flicks your clit, the swollen nub twitching. he sucks on your pussy, your labia swelling, he lets go with a pop.

your legs twitch and shake, feeling his warm tounge and hands making you quiver. the knot in your stomach getting tighter. you pull his hair, making him groan and vibrate your pussy. he looks up at you, his vulgar red eyes piercing you. you moan lewdly, rolling your eyes back.

the knot becomes undone, you shake and twitch. he rides you through it, kissing your pussy lips delicately, stroking your twitching thigh. “atta girl, that’s a good girl” he says in a raspy voice. he sits up, his bulge bigger and thicker than you could imagine. wet stains at the tip of his dick, decorating his dark grey boxers.

“do you want my cock, slut?” he says smirking. you nod, cheeks burning as cold air runs over your wet pussy. “i couldn’t hear you?” he says rubbing your clit. “y-yes!” you whimper. “what was that pretty girl? i couldn’t hear you over the sounds of your pussy getting wetter.” he says rubbing his clothed cock on your thigh.

“yes! i want your cock!” you greedily whine. “that’s my girl, you know how to obey like a good girl.” he says, taking his cock out of his boxers, the red vulgar tip dripping, the veins bulging, and metal piercing decorating his under gland shining. (frenum piercing)

“you like what you see?” you nod, practically drooling at the sight. he grabs the base, guiding his tip through your slit. rubbing your clit with his tip, his pre dripping down you. you quiver, he’s bigger than you thought, atleast 7-8 inches. but what surprised you was the girth, he’s big almost too big.

“i-it’s really b-big” you whine. “you’ll be fine-“ he says looking away. “a-and if it hurts to bad tell me.” he says before looking back at you, “but your such a slut i think you can take it.” he says, his vulgar words making you quiver. he leans down, arms on either side of you. he looks down, positioning himself. he looks back up, “you ready angel?” you nod. he pushes in, your pussy squelching. you whine, his girth stretching you, it burns deep inside. you grab onto his arm, and place one hand on his chest.

“s-suki!” you moan. he kisses your neck passionately. “breathe baby.” he says, his voice soothing and raspy. he pushes farther, until his tip kisses your cervix. your eyes roll back, his dick hits every spot. “shhshhh, atta girl.” he says pushing the stray hair pieces behind your ear. he rolls his hips, the burn subsides. his dick grinds your g-spot, making your legs twitch around his waist. leaving a creamy white ring 1-2 inches from the base, there’s no way you could take all of his cock.

his hip buck faster, hitting every spot that no one else could. the familiar knot getting tighter as you dig your nails into his back, he groans loudly, raspy and whiney. “fuck~ i’m cumming”he says, burying his face in your neck. as his dick twitches, hitting your g-spot every movement. “cum with me angel.” he groans.

he slams his hips, white creamy ropes shoot at your cervix, making you twitch and grab onto him, euphoria overrides you as your knot unravels.

“good fucking girl.”

[melticss]

Not my art!!

♡︎𝓛𝓲𝓽𝓽𝓵𝓮 𝓽𝓱𝓲𝓮𝓯 ♡︎

☕︎︎ hawks x fem! yn ☕︎︎

not proof read 💀

nsfw!! pet names, male dom, fem submissive, sex, oral (m! receiving) kinda vanilla?, brat taming aspects/ (long ass story)

summary: you, hawks secretary keep sneaking in hawks office to steal his tasty lunch, once he finds out he invites you over to have dinner at his. and ends up giving you dessert! :)

warning! if you feel yourself uncomfortable with this being a hawks x fem, please reconsider reading. i will post similar ones for non binary’s and males! :)

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as hawks closest secretary, you knew pretty much everything he decides to tell you. including his surprising love for cooking. hawks brings a lunch to work everyday, he loves eating on the couch in HIS building. it makes him feel superior. he wakes up pretty early, early enough to spend 30ish minutes cooking himself a premade lunch to stuff in a bento box.

after throwing together some tofu and noodles, he perfected his box. he set the box on his counter before walking into his room. the smell of a sandalwood candle hitting his nose, he walked over to his closet. grabbing a shirt and cargo pants, he set them on his bed. he threw on the lose fitted t-shirt, and slipped on the pants.

he grabbed his box and walked out the door, the wind caressing his hair, the cold temperature chilling his nose. he jumped in his car, before driving to work. you were already in his office, running back to place the second stack of papers on his desk,as the door flew open. you look up, your eyes meeting his as you set the paper down. holding a hot cup of coffee in your other hand.

“what’ca doin here?” he said with genuine confusion. “just setting down your papers.” you said taken aback. you walked out from behind his desk, walking over to the side before setting down his cup of coffee. he walked past you, putting his food into the mini fridge in the corner of his room. “thank you, sec’” he said in a still sleep drowsed voice. you walked towards the door, before stopping with a thud from your heels, “what did you make today?” you asked, smelling the scent of the food still lingering at the doors entrance.

“just some tofu and noodles, pretty basic.” he said, pulling out his desk chair. “smells good!” you said with a warm smile, before opening the door and stepping out. you knew that at 4:00 he had his lunch, so if you could only find a way in while he wasn’t there, you could maybe have a bite. it was 2:25, as you kept eyeing his door from the couch.

he walked out, a single paper folded in his hand, he walked down the hallway, his hand in his pocket carelessly. you knew this was the time, you snuck into his office trying to hush the clacking of your heels. you open the door, stepping in and paying attention to the closing sound of the door.

you snuck over to his mini fridge, opening it. instantly you felt the cold rush over you, and the warm scent filling your nose. you grabbed the box, closing the fridge door gently. you walked over to his desk, setting the box on the wooden table. you sat in the comfy chair, opening it. a pretty sight of noodles and tofu displayed before you. you grabbed the chopsticks, before stabbing them into the noodles.

lifting the noodles into your mouth, you immediately got a mouthful of pleasure. you knew he was a good cook, but this.. this is amazing. you slurped the noodles, the speck of sauce hitting your cheek. while still in the trance, with your brows furrowed. you loved food, you knew when good food is GOOD food.

then suddenly, the door flew open, hawks stood before you, your heart dropped to your stomach. you looked up with wide eyes and your cheek full. his eyebrow raised for a second before he bursted out laughing. your eyes still in shock, “there’s no way your eating my food, don’t you know i’m your boss sec”? he says smiling. “mmmh..” you mumble, still in shock.

you quickly swallow, closing the box. “i’m so sorry boss! it just smelled to good..” you frowned. “don’t worry about it sec’, i didn’t even know you liked food that much.” he said chuckling. “i mean, i am a pretty good chef.” he said with his ego high. “yeah, you really are!” you said amazed. “you know.. come to think of it. if it makes you stop stealing my food i can make you a meal.” your jaw dropped, “y-yes, of course!” you said almost immediately. “fine, i’ll come get you at seven, text me the address” he said smirking. “okay!” you jumped up, running to hug him.

you and hawks had always been close, but something changed that minute. as you put on the best dress you could find, you ran out to his car. hopping into the passenger seat. “you ready sec”? he said smiling warmly. “yep!” you jumped. he drove to his house, some grungy song playing on his speakers. as you walked through the door of his house, you immediately were amazed how nice it was.

not only modern, but you could definitely tell it was his. as you sag down at his table, some salmon was already in the oven. he pulled out some rice. “so, what made you like my cooking so much?” he said, looking at you. “m’ not sure, it’s just so perfect.” you said honestly. “well, thank you”. he said dripping soy sauce on the rice. he served up the plate, walking over to you.

he set it in-front of you, placing chopsticks beside it. “thank you keigo!” you grabbed a piece of the salmon, setting it on your tounge. the flavor fluffing your mouth. “mhmm, this is amazing!” you said with your cheek puffed. “ha’ thanks sweetheart” your cheeks tinted, hed never called you that before.

as you finished your plate, he stood up. “well, i made you dessert. “oh, thanks keigo!” he stood up, back faced to you and he walked towards the kitchen, taking off his shirt. your eyes widened, and cheeks redder than before. he grabbed a plate of mochi out of the fridge, walking towards you.

“here ya’ go.” he said smirking. “t-thank you.” you said carefully picking up the dessert, biting it. you and him both knew there something was between you. just never discussed it. you finished the plate. he saw the last piece you were about to bite, and he leaned in and stole it. lips brushing against yours.

“h-hawks?” you mumbled. “yeah?” “what was t-that for?” “it just looked yummy, on your lips.” he said smirking. he grabbed your chin with his thumb, making you look up at him. his lips pressed against yours, your eyes widen. he put his hand behind your neck, kissing you passionately. he pulled you to sit on the table infront of him.

he pressed his hips against yours, hand on your waist. he kissed your neck, slightly below your ear. you head tilted, a sudden rush of warmth filling you. “ive always liked you, idiot.” he says with a genuine smile. he kissed your neck gently, biting it with soft grazes. “i’ve got one more thing for you.” he said smirking. your head rushed of thoughts, he pulled down his zipper, cock straining his underwear.

“more desert?” he said kissing your cheek. you nod your head, slipping off the counter onto your knees. you pull down his boxers, his eyes staring into yours. his cock springs out, surprising you. his tip already laced with pre. he puts his hand gently on your head, pushing back a piece of hair covering your pretty lips. you lick his tip slowly, the sweetness hitting your tongue, honestly this was better than any food made. you sucked his tip, his head nodding back with a groan.

you took him deeper, as he gripped your hair. you moaned around his cock, sending vibrations through him. he looked down at you, picking you up abruptly. he sets you back on the table, taking off your skirt. he hooks his finger on your soaked panties and pulls them down. he smiles, “such a pretty pussy.” your legs close out of embarrassment. “open up, baby” he says, his rough hand pulling them apart.

he leaned down, pulling the button on your shirt off. he slipped your shirt down to you elbows. kissing your collar bone before kissing down your chest, your pretty tits displayed before him. he kissed your breast before grabbing the base of his cock and slipping it between your folds. you jump, the sudden warmth making your pussy pulse.

“atta’ girl” he said in a raspy tone. he sucks on your neck, his tip pushing against your clit. the purple forming on your neck, he pulls back with a pop. “now, now your all mine sweetheart.” he said with a seductive yet sweet smile. just as you began to giggle he pushed it it, you clenched around him.

you let out a gasp as his thickness overwhelmed you. “shhh, it’s okay” he calmed you. you grabbed his back, nails digging into him. he pushed farther, the pleasureful pain taming you. “that’s my girl~” he said in a raspy tone. you whined, burying your face in the crook of his neck. he slammed against your cervix, making your legs lock.

he kissed your forehead before pulling in and out. you were lost in the pleasure, he’s addictive. the smell of his pheromones blinding you. he thrusted in, bucking his hips. your legs shook, and lewd noises escaped your mouth. you felt pressure in your stomach, he’s too addicting for you to control yourself. you’d never have to fake it with him.

“such a good girl.” he says caressing your hip. he goes faster, realizing the expression on your face. the pressure built and built, making you dazed. his cock twitched, the marks on your neck making him feel superior. “cum for me, princess” your legs twitched and you came undone for him, letting out a pitiful moan, he groaned and ropes of hot cum shot at your cervix. you whined. his big wings wrapping your exposed form.

“it’s okay, sweetheart.” he said kissing your forehead.

now, ever sense that day he’s been your one and only, the only man that you can be real with. the only one that can make you fall to your knees for him without a word.



[melticss]

not my art!

❤︎ ︎i warned you ❤︎︎

bakugo x fem reader

nsfw!! play fighting, oral (fem receiving) (male receving) sex, male dom, embarrassment, sub fem.

not proof read 💀

warning! if you find yourself uncomfortable with dirty talk, female submissive, or slut shaming please don’t continue reading :)———————————————————————————————————

it was a boring day, filled with the usual sore hand from writing, excitement for class to be over, and endless paper turning. you had planned that after class you were going to head down to the gym. you felt better about yourself when u had plans.

you had always thought bakugo looked good, his ash blonde hair, crimson eyes, the things you want to say to him. but the last time you complimented him, all you got in return was a eye roll and slight pink cheeks.

i guess you never noticed that he only really blushed around you. you were waiting for the bell, anticipation filling you. the annoyance of glancing at the clock endlessly. foot tapping on the hard floor, and pencil tapping on the desk, for some reason you didn’t notice how annoying this was to your classmates.

when the loud sounds of the ringing bell filled the room, you jumped up, grabbing your bag and walking out the door. you put your headphones in, blasting music so loud the people next to you could hear it clearly. as your pace increased the closer you got to the gym entrance, you opened the door, pulling it back and walking in. you headed straight towards the locker rooms.

you set your bag down on the locker room floor, pulling out your clothes you began to get undressed. putting on your sports bra and shorts, you put your old clothes back into your bag and walked off. but when you got out of the locker room, you saw the familiar blonde boy sitting on the gym bench, he had his headphones in scrolling on his phone to find just the right song.

you walked out slowly, trying not to engage with him, you blasted your music and slid your phone in your pocket. walking over to the treadmills, picking the farthest one from the bench. you click the settings on the treadmill, and hop on. you feel bakugo look at you, as he pulls out a headphone. “hey, dumbass!”

you pause, taking out your headphones and looking at him with surprise. “uhm, yeah?” he looks at you confused, “sense when did you start working out here?” he says with a hit of annoyance. “just now i guess.” you say a bit shy. “is it because you want to be more like me?” he says with a cocky tone. “i’ve never even seen you here, katsu.”

his eyes widen and brows furrow. “what did you call me?” he says with a confused pitch. “katsu? oh, it just fits you.” you say smiling. he gets annoyed, and clicks his tongue. “you better watch what you say to me idiot.” you pause, trying to find a way to tease him. “i’ll do what i want to, katsu.” you see him turn to you, obviously angry. he stands up, walking towards you. you just now realize teasing him wasn’t the best idea. “what did you say to me?!” he says in a raspy voice. “sorry katsu, didn’t mean to upset you.”

he hates how calm you are. “whatever, just remember i’m better than you.” he says with his ego high. “i don’t know about that.” you say with a smirk and confident walk. “you wanna fight me then?!” he says with his fist clutched. “okay, but the first one pinned looses.” you say with confidence. you know that bakugo has more experience, but your legs are your strong suit. flipping him with them might be the best way to shove his ego down his throat.

“tch, that’s an easy win.” he says with a smirk. you turn off the treadmill, and walk over to him. laying out a mat on the floor, you stretch your legs. bakugo looks at you with anticipation. his already damp hair, sweat ruining down his forehead. black tank top pressed against his chest. “you ready?” you say calm, collected, and again, confident. being confident kept bakugo on edge. he nods, cracking his fingers. “okay, come get me.” you say smiling.

he lunges at you, attempting to grab your shoulder. you grab his wrist, trying to pull him down. but he was prepared for that, he wanted you to grab his wrist. he pushed on your shoulder, making you fall back. you fall on your ass, pushing his hand off your shoulder. he’s on his knees infront of you. he grabs your ankles, pulling you to him to pin you down and trap your legs. you put your legs on his shoulders, attempting to choke him with your calves.

you put your calve on the back of his neck, pushing him down and clenching your thighs. he slips his hands between your thighs and his neck. pushing your legs down beside you. your eyes widen. his face was inches away from your.. he smirks, thinking he’s got you in a good place. not understanding why your eyes are wide, he glances down, the tight shorts your wearing fitting your form.

his eyes widen, he freezes. “d-dont be a pervert.” he manages to spit out. you smirk, thinking how adorable his flustered face is. “you seem to be the pervert here.” you say with the intent to see his cheeks flush. “i-i’m not doing anything but fighting, and plus. i think i’ve pinned you anyway” he says, trying to avoid you. you roll your eyes. “yeah, but that’s not going to stop me from annoying you.” you say, secretly hoping he’d just bury his face in your- “oh you asshole!” he growls at you. “your going to have to make me.” you say trying to hint at him. “was that your plan all along?”

“just trying to get me to eat you out, huh?” he says with a hint of lust in his eyes, and the sinister smirk pulling at his lips. your eyes widen, and you look away embarrassed. “oh, i’m right arent i?” he says pushing his lower body onto you. he puts his hands on either sides of your head, looking dead in your eye while his dick push’s against you. when did he get hard? and how did you not notice

“f-fuck off” you say trying to defuse the situation. “i don’t think you want me to, baby.” he says hovering over you. “i think you just want me to eat your pussy.” he says, leaning in your ear. you quiver, your stomach gets warm, and you get a heartbeat between your thighs. you already know your underwear is soaked. “your so pathetic.” he says teasing. he kisses down your neck, warm lips against sweaty skin. his hot breath brushing your ear. your lips part, you’ve wanted this man for so long. he kisses down to your breasts. “you know, i’ve always wanted to kiss your tits.” he says vulgar. that’s one thing you loved about this man. he was bad, vulgar and arrogant. most people hated him for it, but you loved it.

he pulled down your sports bra, his hot breath grazing your breast. he smirked. kissing your nipple, and taking it in his mouth. he surprised you, he was gentle and warm. but not for long. he let go with a pop, and kissed back down to your stomach. he kissed right above your waistband. you were aching for him, pussy pulsing. he pulled down your shorts, pulling them over your ankles until you were in your underwear. he looked down, your plump pussy lips soaked. the soft underwear sticking to your pussy.

he kissed down your thigh, and stops at your pussy, “such a pretty pussy.” he says, making your heart skip a beat, and your pussy pulse. he bit your underwear, teeth rubbing against your lips. he pulled the underwear off, hooking his finger onto it and ripping them off your thighs. your wet pussy presented infront of him. he leaned down, smirking. he stuck his long tongue out, licking a stripe up your pussy.

he reaches your clit, flicking it with his tounge. he takes it in his mouth, sucking on it making it swell. he grabs your thighs, pulling you in. his tongue is harsh and rough, but u expected it. his red eyes staring at you, piercing through you almost like he was trying to leave an impression on you, so you’ll never forget this moment.

you feel the heat build in your stomach, making your legs shake. his nails dig into your thighs, leaving crescents in them. his tongue rubs circles around your clit, your pulsing clit on his tongue makes his dick strain his pants harder and harder.

you feel it build, anticipating this might be the best orgasm you’ve ever had. he sucks your clit into his mouth, that sent you. legs twitching on his shoulders, loud pitiful noises escaping your mouth. you grab his hair, pulling him into you. his eyes widen and roll back, sucking harder. the second it died down, you pulled away, so sensitive every touch sent electric shocks through your body.

he smiled, so proud that he made you such a mess. he grabs your chin, forcing you to look at him. “we aren’t done yet sweetheart.” you look down, his dick leaving wet stains on his pants, the outline of his dick pulsing. he grabs the back of your head, pulling you up. “keep your mouth open slut.” he says, this side of him was different, so different you didn’t know what you were going to think of him the next time you saw him in class.

you open your mouth, preparing for him. he pulls down his sweats, his dick bouncing out. your eyes widen, you knew his ego probably came somewhat from how big his dick was, but you never knew it was that big. he smirks, his ego glistening. “do you like what you see, sweetheart?” you freeze, eyes darting to look back at him.

you nod, lips quivering. he grabs the base of his cock, rubbing the tip of it on your lips, making your lips nice and shiny from his pre. he rubs his thumb down your lip, taking in the pretty view. he grabs your head, pulling you towards him and forcing you to take the tip. there’s no way you could take all of him, you’d definitely choke. you suck on the tip, tongue swirling on the underside.

your eyes close, and his roll back. he lets out a raspy groan, making your pussy throb. he pushes your head down, his dick hitting the back of your throat, making you gasp around his cock. his smirk never once left his face. he pulls your hair, insisting you take him. you bob your head up and down. you gag, drool running down your lip.

he quickly takes his dick out, surprising you. he pins you down, hand pushing your shoulders. he leans over you, staring in your eyes while his cock pulses. he reaches one hand down, grabbing the base of his dick. “you ready slut?” you nod, desperately. he sticks the tip of his dick into your folds, his pre mixing with your wetness coated in saliva. he rubs his pink tip on your clit.

he moans, it’s deep, and raspy, your pussy pulses. you hope he doesn’t notice. he pushes his tip in, your tight pussy wraps around it, pulling him in. he pushes deeper, making your eyes roll back. it’s painful, but painful in a good way. you wrap your legs around his waist, pulling him in. he slams against your cervix, making you quiver.

his eyes widen, your warm and tight pussy clench around him. he’s never felt something this good, he’s scared that if he keeps going he might cum, embarrassing himself. “fuck..” he moans, his legs start to shake too, his head leans down, smirk turning into pure ecstasy. he bucks his hips, trying to push deeper, grinding against your cervix. he’s lost in the pleasure.

you’ve never seen him like this, he was addicting. he pulls out slowly, hand slamming back down against the side of your head. he pushes back in, making you moan loudly. his hips grind against yours, your clit rubbing against him, leaving a wet mark above his base. he slowly gets faster,

bucking his hips in a motion he never looses, he’s so precise, making sure he hits your gummy spot. he doesn’t even need to push down on your tummy, as your tummy has a bulge from his dick sticking out. he fucks you faster, the pleasure so intense you struggle to breathe. he leans down, kissing your neck, surprisingly sweet.

the wet and lewd slapping filling the gym room, praying someone doesn’t walk in. his slaps get faster, still making sure he’s hitting the right spot. you didn’t tell him, but you squirt. you try to warn him but all you mange to say is “k-katsu- i’m g-gonna…gonna” he kisses you, making you embrace the pleasure, making you fall in a trace, feeling like your drowning in the pleasure but his muscular arms holding you in place.

he bucks faster, you feel his big cock twitch. the white ring at the base of his cock getting thicker. you feel the build come on, making your legs tremble. he hits it just right, making you squirt on him, puddling on the mat under you. soaking his cock. his eyes widen, but not in a bad way. that sent him so much closer.

he pounded you relentlessly, until his cock twitched, eyes rolled back, and legs shook. thick ropes of cum shot at your cervix, filling you up. you grabbed his shoulders, eyes widening. he let out a breathy moan. pushing at your cervix. he calms his breathing, resting his head in the crook of your neck.

“you know, that was my first time. and last, because your mine.” he said, smirking and holding your limp body in his hands. your cheeks turned red. and ever sense that day, he’s been your overprotective, jealous, boyfriend.

and his dick is a bonus, of course.