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sin-zawa-blog · 7 years ago

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Can u write something about bakugo fucking reader in a hot spring when everyone else is sleeping

You got it, Anon! Bakugou is still new for me to write, but I tried my best!

Hopefully, you like it! :)

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All Reader wanted to do was have a midnight soak, free of all her chattering classmates and their gossip, and especially free of a perverted grape that ruined any relation she hoped to earlier attain. It was the perfect timing with everyone being asleep from a hard days work, or, so she thought.

She had accounted on Bakugou of all people to join her for her midnight soak, though she was hardly complaining, not when his hands felt so good against her achy body, unabashedly dipping into the uncharted area that none had dared to touch before. Bakugou growled attacking the skin of her neck, digging his palms into the tender flesh of her hips that had her mewling and pawing at his chest and her hips, secured around his waist, ground into is growing erection that poked painfully at her aching sex, begging to be filled and fucked raw.

Reader moaned loudly and tangled her fingers in his ash-blond hair, tugging roughly on it and eliciting the most beautiful moan that made her shiver in anticipation for what was to come.

Bakugou’s lips moved from Reader’s neck to her collarbone. Reader whimpered and pressed her body closer against him; her hardened nipples brushed against his chest making her ladybits quiver happily. Bakugou chuckled and slammed his mouth against hers, forcing his tongue into her mouth. Reader gurgled, choking on lost air and pawed at Bakugou’s chest who responded by kisser her even harder.

A moment passed and the kiss was broken for much-needed air. Reader’s lips were red, bruised, swollen; drool leaked out of the corner of her mouth and her eyes had clouded over.

Bakugou leaned his forehead against her own and panted heavily, his lids drooped and he placed a surprisingly sweet kiss on her nose, that made her giggle.

They stayed like that for a moment, enjoying each others company and warmth, that was abruptly cut short with Bakugou shoving Reader against the stone wall of the spring. He forcefully held her arms above her head with one free hand alone and ravished her with his crimson eyes, before roughly taking hold of her ample breast in his hand.

A cross between a whine and a moan breezed past Reader’s lips.

Bakugou ducked down and popped one of the stiffened buds in his mouth; nipping and tugging on it, all the while massaging the unattended twin. Her back arched and muffled words flew out of her mouth as she writhed and thrashed beneath him. Bakugou released the bud and switched to the other, giving it as brutal as a treatment at the other.

All the while Reader’s mind was clouded by lust and an overwhelming feeling surged through her.

She wanted to make him feel just as good but she had a strong feeling the boy would have none of it.

Bakugou lifted Reader onto the stone surface. Bakugou took a moment to admire her before laying her down and grabbing her beneath her knees, roughly dragging her towards him, which would no doubt leave bruises.

“B-Bakugou!” Reader whined.

She tries to protest but her words fall flat. He has already removed the last article of clothing from her body, leaving her completely exposed to him. Reader shifted under his gaze and found herself staring at a corner of the desolate spring. Her mind seemed to be elsewhere for the moment or was until she felt the intrusion of something that quickly turned to pleasure.

Bakugou watched Reader squirm and moan as his finger worked its way inside of her. Her face was flushed and a thin layer of sweat covered her body. Everything about her drove Bakugou insane and send the blood rushing to his cock, making him feel a stir of emotions that he never fucking asked for. He has planned to confront her about his shitty feelings when he caught her sneaking out of the girls’ room. but when he found her exposed, looking so fucking tempting in nothing but a thin bikini that left nothing to the imagination – he’d be damned if he let her wear that around any of those perverted bastards! – he couldn’t control himself and decided to act on his feelings in a more physical way.

“A-ah!”

Bakugou couldn’t help but smirk at her reactions to his pleasuring. Only he, only he could make her feel this way, only he could bring out this side of her; a side that was rare to see. Another digit was added and soon another and before she knew it Reader was experiencing a pleasure overload.

She should have felt ashamed for being dominated so easily but it didn’t matter that much to her. She was in her own personal heaven and she’d be damned if she let her ego get in the way of it.

The feeling of pressure building in her stomach and the feeling of release was suddenly robbed by Reader as Bakugou removed his heavenly fingers, only to replace them by with his tongue slithering in their place. Reader howled and Bakugou struggled to hold her down, just barely igniting his fingers against her skin in warning.

Her hands clawed at the ground and her eyes rolled back into her head.This boy was going to be the death of her.

Anticipation once again built up only to be once again let down as the hot-tempered boy pulled back. The reader even threw a glare at Bakugou who only grinned back at her. What was he so chipper about? She found herself looking down and noticed that Bakugou’s trunks had disappeared and his well-endowed package was staring her down from beneath the surface of the water.Feeling a swell of pride to his ego Bakugou grabbed Reader by the legs and yanked her body towards him into the water and aligned himself with her awaiting entrance.

He didn’t bother asking if she was ready knowing that nothing could stop him at this point. So instead, he leaned down and took hold of her throat and shoved himself in with little resistance.

She was a tight little fucking squeeze and hot, so fucking hot! Grunting, Bakugou held her close to himself and whispered sultry praise in her ear that made goosebumps dance along with her skin. When the time was right he pulled back and reasserted himself.

Pleasured cries echoed throughout the night as the heroes-to-be fucked out their frustrations.

An eternity seemed to pass before the final moment of bliss came.

Reader’s breath was ragged and her vision foggy. She could feel something building within her as Bakugou hammered into her marking any piece of skin he could come in contact with; one final thrust in a delicate place had the Reader throwing her head back and letting out a loud, drawn-out moan that was followed by Bakugou’s guttural grunt as it spewed into Reader and filled her with a fiery warmth that had her falling limp against him.

Who would have ever thought that a midnight soak could turn into one of such pleasure?____________________

I kind of stumbled with this one, but I think it turned out okay. I’m trying to get comfortable with writing and expressing myself and to break out of my shell.

I’m a kinky bitch, guys, I swear!

#bakugou x reader #bakugou katsuki x reader #katsuki x reader #my hero academia #boku no hero academia #nsfw requests #nsfw

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sin-zawa-blog · 7 years ago

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Congratulations on your blog! May I request an Aizawaxstudent!reader where the reader is jealous or insecure about their feelings for their teacher after seeing Ms. Joke? Please and Thank You! Happy sinning 😉

Thank you! I’m pretty nervous about sharing my writing with everyone since I think it’s kind of weird, but I’m also really excited! Of course, you can, my little sinbun! I feel every blog has a weird name they call their followers and for that reason, you shall all be my sin bunnies! And if it’s already taken, well, fuck.

I hope you enjoy it! :D

PS: I literally refer to Reader as “Reader”. I just prefer it over using Y/N.

-x-o-x-o-x-o-x-The reader felt shame for having such a terrible feeling bubbling in her gut. A feeling so strong that it felt as if someone had punched her right in the chest, ripping her heart out, and leaving her a hollow shell left to rot. She just couldn’t help feeling sick to her stomach every time she looked at them – every time she looked at her; the definition of beauty, with her silky long seafoam green hair that bounced with every boisterous laugh that would spill out of her throat and into the air around her, captivating everyone near and far, including the man of her unrequited affection – man, not boy.

The envious feeling only grew tenfold when she watched his reactions, how he patiently waited for her to finish her sentences before offering some short remark in return, and how every now and again he would show a flash of amusement behind his tired eyes that she would kill to have directed at her, if only once. Jealously and envy swirled together in the pit of her stomach in a violent dance that had her choking on her own breath. She hated herself for feeling this way, hated herself even more for letting it affect in such a crucial in her future career as a hero. People around her were being taken out left and right in an all-out battle royal, but she herself was too busy ogling her teacher and his voluptuous friend, who was sitting just a little too close for her liking.

Reader felt…helpless.

She knew that her feelings were irrational, and something that could never be returned; a sad, one-sided tale of love and taboo, that would never be written. She was briefly pulled out of her self-inflicted agony when her third target began to beep, signaling her elimination. Reader’s eye widened as she looked into the eyes of one of the Ketsubutsu students, grinning triumphantly at her defeated.

She…lost?

Reader frowned, again looking to the stands where Ms. Joke stood cheering and praising her student on a job well done while throwing small, playful jabs Aizawa-Sensei’s way.

Reader and Aizawa-Sensei locked eyes, where shame, met disappointment.Reader hung her head and walked away trying to fight back tears and the bile that threatened to crawl out of her throat at any given moment.

Reader avoided the waiting room where she knew all of her friends who passed would be. So far, she was the only one to fail, and she didn’t want to deal with any of it. She was well aware that she screwed up but not even the fact that she flunked could drive the feeling of jealous rage out of her. The reader took comfort in the security of the locker room, finding it surprisingly empty which really didn’t shock her since those who have passed and failed headed straight to the waiting for for food and rest, and to not cry about a man twice their age who would never be interested in a pathetic little girl.

Reader hiccuped, swiping the hot tears from her red and puffy eyes that burned and itched the more she rubbed at them. Once she started, she just couldn’t stop. It was as if the dam containing all of her emotions finally burst and was spilling out in fat teardrops that rolled down her flushed face. If anyone were to see her right now they would assume she was upset because she failed, and not because she was jealous of the attention her Sensei was giving to another woman. The gut-wrenching sobs continued to pour out of her as she placed her head in the comfort of her arms and drew her knees to her chest, cursing herself for being so damn stupid.

“So this is where you ran off to.” Came a deep tone laced with boredom that seemed to echo of the locker room walls.

“It’s not like you to act this way. You’re one of the few out of the class that actually uses their brain, especially in moments as crucial as today. What happened? You seemed distracted.” He said, shuffling closer to her, and crouching down.

Reader’s heart thundered against her chest and her breath seized in her throat; it amazed her how just his voice alone could bring out strong emotions inside of her. She slumped against the locker she leaned on for support, hiding her eyes behind her hands as if they would mask her pain and heartache. She didn’t want him to see her like this! To see her so weak, so vulnerable, looking like a scared little girl; she wanted him to see her as grown, mature, enticing? – like Ms. Joke! That’s how she wanted to be seen in the eyes of Aizawa Shouta, but she was nothing like that, and they both knew it.

Reader chewed on her lips feeling the tears begin to flow again. Reader shook her head and babbled under her breath words that Shouta couldn’t understand. Shouta sighed, allowing her to pour all of her emotions out even if he couldn’t understand what she was saying, he had a lingering thought of what it could all possibly be about. It didn’t take a genius to figure out something as simple as a schoolgirl crush…but Shouta believed this case to be a little more extreme, and something that needed delicate handling. He gently pried her hands from her face revealing her swollen red eyes and puffed out cheeks that he found to be quite adorable.

“I can’t help you if you don’t tell me what’s wrong, Reader,” Aizawa said, brushing a lock of hair behind her ear.

His hand held her face for a lingering moment, absorbing the warm that pooled from her blushing cheeks. She sighed, leaning into his touch as a way to savor a moment that she would never get again. Reader pulled herself away from his touch with reluctance, though his hand lingered as if waiting for her to return to his touch and cleared her hoarse voice that suddenly felt too small.

“It’s…nothing, Sensei, really. I’m just upset at myself for getting distracted, is all.” And for letting you down, she wanted to add but remained silent.

“That can’t be all.”

Reader bit her lip. No was her chance! She could finally tell him and get it over with. She could finally let out everything that has been eating her alive since she met him and maybe, just maybe he would…she mentally scolded herself, knowing that she was being foolish.

Reader opened and closed her mouth like a fish out of water. Her fists tightened at her sides and her mouth formed a tight line.

What are you doing!?

Open your mouth and speak you, idiot!

Again she tries but nothing.

Frustrated, she runs a hand through her hair that has long since fallen out of place and sighs.

You’re hopeless, she thinks to herself.

Reader thickly swallowed.

“Even…even if I told you the truth, it isn’t as if anything would change.” She spoke in a broken tone. “It’s much easier to fabricate a lie than to face the reality of a disappointing truth, isn’t it, Sensei?”

The room was thick with unmasked tension and a dead-silence that weigh heavily in the air. Reader cradled her knees to her chest and looked away from the eyes of Aizawa Shouta that has filled with pitty – that is what she wanted to see; she didn’t want to be pitied by the man she had fallen in love with, all she wanted was to be loved by him.

The sudden lifting of her chin and dark eyes gazing into her own snapped Reader out of her cloud of depression. Aizawa held her chin firmly between his long, slender fingers, showing a flash of concern and guilt that made her heart skip one too many beats. Reader lifted her hand in an attempt to push him away – to push away the reality of the situation – but Aizawa grabbed her hand and held it in his own, gently, as if she were made of glass and would crack if he held on too tightly.

The world around them seemed to freeze and Reader could practically feel her blood pumping in her ears. She wanted to look away but she couldn’t, his eyes captivated her; everything about him captivated him. As id her body were acting on its own accord she too reached out, and gently cupped his stubbly cheek, inching her fingers upwards to the scar that maimed the underneath of his eye as a reminder of the sacrifice he made to keep them safe from harm and invoke a feeling inside of her that not even that of All might could bring about.

“You.” She breathed. “You’re on my mind, Sensei. I-I know that it’s wrong, but, I just can’t help it! The truth is, that…that I have really strong feelings for you, and it’s not some stupid schoolgirl crush – there real!” Reader cried out, clutching her chest. “I can’t stop thinking about you and I really can’t explain it but when…when I saw you with her, with Ms. joke, I just got really jealous and angry because I wanted it to me! I wanted it to be me you look at that way!”

Reader whimpered and shook her head as the tears began to fall once again.

“And I know that it’s stupid because why would you choose to fall in love with some stupid kid who can’t even control her own emotions?! I’m not as pretty as Ms.Joke or as cool or as funny! I’m just a stupid kid that’s way in over her head, right? But it’s all true and, and –”

Her words were smothered with a kiss. It took her by surprise. So much she even let out a squeak that was muffled by the older male’s mouth; the kiss was scruffy and tickled her face. The reader was frozen, having never experienced a kiss, let alone attraction so strongly towards someone. Should.. she kiss him back? She really wanted to, but it was like having him kiss her made her brain lose all function.

Aizawa sensing her hesitation pulled back and studied her face. Her eyes were wide and her face was tinted red, which he thought looked cute on her. Again he brushed the hair from her blushing face and gently wiped the tears from her eyes.

“Sorry,” he chuckled, “I couldn’t help myself. It would be improper for me to let you take all of the blame when I was fully aware of your feelings.”

“You were?” Reader’s eyes widened.

“All you staring and blushing gave it away.” He smirked. “A part of me knew that I should diminish your feelings before they grew out of hand, but the other more illogical part of me dismissed those thoughts because I started to feel attracted to you, as well.”

Aizawa sighed and brushed a hand through his hair.

“I told myself that it was unprofessional and that it was more trouble than it was worth, but it did little to my growing affection and feelings for you and that’s why I began to distance myself from you, however today, when I saw how upset you got over the thought of Joke and me, all reason went out the door…and here I am now. I think you’re smart enough to figure out what that means, Reader."

Aizawa sighed. "I guess I got a little carr –”

It was Reader this time who silenced him. Her lips smashed against his in a hasty and sloppy kiss that had her tumbling into his lap. His lips were cold and chapped, not warm and soft as the books always said they would be, but she didn’t mind. Slowly and unsurely Reader put her arms around his neck and poured her heart into their forbidden kiss.

Aizawa chuckled and grabbed her by the waist and pulled her close. He found himself reluctantly pulling back from the kiss and burying his nose in the crook of her neck; his breath warm on her skin.

“Sensei, won’t the others start to notice how long we’ve taken?"

"I’m not in any hurry.” Aizawa purred against her skin, leaving butterfly kisses on her exposed skin; Aizawa nipped at her skin, running his tongue over the flesh he wanted to bruise and mark as his own.

Reader groaned and knotted her fingers in his hair. Aizawa growled sinking his teeth into her skin, taking pride in the moan that vibrated from her throat and out of silky lips that he wanted to turn from pink to purple.

“S-Sen-s-e-i!” Reader whimpered.

Aizawa paused, taking hold of her chin and locking their eyes together. “Call me Shouta,” he murmured, brushing his lips against her. “Now, scream it for me, Reader.”__________________________________

I’m not very confident in my writing but I love doing it and I hoped I was able to deliver what you wanted! You never specified any sexy moments, so I left the ending open, but if requested I would be happy to write a sequel for it! :D

#my hero academia #boku no hero academia #eraserhead x reader #aizawa shouta x reader #aizawa shouta x student! reader #age difference #Aizawa Shouta

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