#though i imagine anyone's SA rate would go up when they do sex work what with how sex workers are treated

[nerves-nebula]

hi guys im having a normal one again (looking at the part of the 2015 transgender survey about trans sexual assault rates) shoutout to all my transmascs & nonbinary fuckers we are SOOO FUCKED

[salemwritesxx]

𝓲𝓷𝓮𝔁𝓹𝓮𝓻𝓲𝓮𝓷𝓬𝓮𝓭. | 𝓹𝓪𝓻𝓽 𝓽𝔀𝓸

𝔹 𝔸 𝕂 𝕌 𝔾 𝕆 𝕌  𝕂 𝔸 𝕋 𝕊 𝕌 𝕂 𝕀

     ⇴ male reader [22, virgin]      ⇴ all characters are depicted as [18]+

↣ rating: explicit, 18+ ↣ warnings: over 5k words long, smut, Age Gap (12 years), older Bakugou (34), shy virgin reader, fluffy smut

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“Mhmhm… Mh… Wait, Katsuki…san…”, you barely managed to mumble before breaking the kisses, both of you panting lightly.

“Huh?! I’ve waited too fucking long, [Your.name]!”, Bakugou growled while trying to pull you back down.

Though you managed to push him back a little before your boyfriend could aggressively kiss you once more.

“I know, just… let me take a shower first! I just came home from my 10 hour shift, threw my hero costume into the hallway and rushed over here.”

“Ughg, fine.”, Katsuki grumbled lightly, his hand that had held on to your shirt desperately, loosening.

A small smile flitted across your lips before you quickly smooched him.

“Thank you. Oh and- here.”, you pulled the two tickets you had talked about before out of your back pocket.

“Oh… right… You said you had tickets, hm?”

“Yup, a friend of mine works behind the scenes for the comedian we both really like. Remember? We talked about it?”, tilting your head lightly, your cute smile and shimmering eyes reminded Katsuki of an adorable little dog. The thought alone made him also smile a little – so innocent and cute.

“Yeah… On our first date. I can’t believe you remembered.”

“Of course! So, I used my connections to get us two tickets.”, you excitedly declared. It helped with the urge of not staring at your boyfriend who was still standing naked in front of you.

“So when are we going?”, Bakugou casually asked, looking at the two tickets to find a date.

“April next year! I am so exited already though.”, you giggled.

Meanwhile Bakugou’s heart was doing a flip in his chest. Next year in April meant that you were believing you and him would still be together by that time. Making plans so far ahead, how was he supposed not to get emotional and happy?

“Katsuki-sa- hm!”

Pulling you down again, he surprised you with yet another intimate kiss. Once again not knowing where to really put your hands, you awkwardly placed them on his lower back. Though feeling the bare skin under your fingertips was enough to send a strong jolt down south. Damn it, how were you going to survive actual sex?

“Go take a shower. And don’t let me wait too long.”, Bakugou finally said when he pulled back with a smirk on his lips that made your cheeks warm.

“Uh-huh!”, was your only dreamily sighed answer as you watched him for a moment, completely dazed. There he was, walking up the stairs so casually – butt-naked and making your dick hurt inside your jeans.

Thus, you literally sprinted into the bathroom to take the quickest shower while scrubbing yourself the cleanest you’ve ever been.

  Bakugou on the other hand couldn’t contain his grin when he stared at the tickets in his hands. He didn’t even know if you had realized the meaning behind those. Or maybe he was just overreacting seeing you plan ahead so much. It probably would have made him uncomfortable a few months ago, when he was freshly dating you, but now? Katsuki couldn’t stop his heart from beating so violently in his chest.

Walking over to the drawer, he prepared some things, like throwing the tube of lube onto the bed and rummaging through all the condoms that he hoarded. Without realizing it, his mind started wandering on its own. Not that anyone could really blame him. Bakugou had the desire to have sex with you for quite some time, so of course he had let his imagination take over. Wondering what you would look like without anything on. Since, to this day, you had been too shy to even undress in front of him.

Now that he thought about it, he hadn’t had any intimate contact with anyone ever since his last relationship ended four years ago. And suddenly, Bakugou’s heart hammered quickly for a different reason. It definitely had been a while since he had sex with anyone.

When Katsuki heard someone rushing up the stairs though, he quickly shook his head a bit, trying to get those thoughts out of his head.

“What am I fucking thinking? It’s just sex. No need to overthink this so much. God, I’m getting old.”

And then, you already came inside, a towel around your hips.

“Ah, good timing. So, do you think we need Large or Extra Large?”, Bakugou teased you, holding up two condoms. However, his teasing certainly flew over your head when your face displayed pure shock.

Only for you to turn around, wanting to flee again. Thankfully though, Bakugou reacted swiftly, grabbing your arm and turning you back around, just for your hands to cover your face.

“I will disappoint you, Katsuki-san!”

“Hey, that was just a joke, come on. You’re so fucking easy to scare.”, he chuckled and playfully rolled his eyes.

“Sorry…”, you mumbled shyly.

“Come here. Don’t think about it too hard. I ain’t grading you or anything, yeah? Just relax.”, and with that, he pulled you down for a kiss. His other hand sneaking to your hips and pulling on the towel. This time, you thankfully stayed calm as you let him push you back and onto the bed.

His muscular, broad body crawling on top of yours almost made you explode. This was really happening. How often had you imagined and dreamt about it? And now it was really going to happen.

“It’s just…”, you broke the kisses, your eyes already gleaming with lust, “I feel like I’m gonna explode any second, Katsuki-san. Just seeing you naked is enough to make me go crazy. To be honest… just thinking about you is enough to give me a boner. I feel so stupid!”

Bakugou was blushing a little, yet he was flattered. With his mind sometimes playing tricks on him and him fearing he was too old for you, knowing he had such an effect on you… was nice.

“That’s not stupid… You’re so cute.”, he whispered before leaning down again to kiss you.

“Touch me… You want to… no?”

“HMH!”, was the only thing you whimpered so desperately as Katsuki already grabbed your hand to place them onto his small, yet unbelievably strong body.

All it took was for Bakugou to scooch closer and lower his ass onto your hips for your cock to bounce and drops of precum to drip down. Your body visibly shuddering was honestly the best feeling, because your reactions were so cute and honest. Still so innocent to the touches. Katsuki loved that. He really felt incredibly desirable and wanted.

Your trembling hands were roaming his body, not sure what to do but you also didn’t want to stop. His muscles felt so nice underneath your palm. His skin was smooth and yet rough in some areas. Bakugou’s body was showing scars from previous battles, though it only made him so sexy and handsome it was almost too much for you.

At the end, you stopped when you grabbed his luscious thighs the moment he started to grind his cock against your own. An unstoppable moan escaped your throat instantly as you dug your nails into his skin whilst another violent jolt made your cock visibly throb.

Breaking away from your mouth eventually, Bakugou couldn’t help but smirk when he saw how red your lips already were from so much kissing. Leaning in, his swollen lips met your neck, softly nibbling and making you shudder once more. His smirk so prominent you could feel it on your skin.

“How do you feel, [Your.name]?”, Katsuki whispered in your ear, enjoying the soft moan and twitching of your body against his.

“Hot… It’s unfair you’re so… fucking sexy, Katsuki-san…”, you barely managed to choke out.

It only elicit a small chuckle from your boyfriend when he sat back up, his cheeks however having a small pink tint to them. You watched attentively as he reached to the side to grab the lube. Though before he could open the bottle, you stopped him.

“Wait, Katsuki-san, can… can I do it…?”, which definitely made your poor, shy heart beat ten times as fast as it was healthy.

“Haa… you sure?”, he reluctantly asked, one brow raised.

But you nodded and sat back up to wrap your arms around his hips while your noses almost touched.

“Mh. I want to make you feel good… and learn what you like…”, you sheepishly mumbled and then softly placed a kiss on the tip of his nose.

“Oh…”, Bakugou smirked before wrapping his arms around your neck to kiss you, then whisper against your lips, “Then don’t hold back… I’ll serve as your guinea pig.”

Smirking yourself, you returned the kisses a little deeper, trying to get out the last bit of confidence you had in yourself as you mumbled back, “Then I will put in all my effort so you just need to come back for another round of experimenting.”

And Katsuki certainly liked that you slowly seemed to warm up and not be as nervous as before. His responds a mere chuckle only to capture your lips again for a passionate kiss.

Meanwhile, with your heavily thumping heart, you clumsily opened the lube bottle to squirt some of the liquid onto your fingers before throwing it back onto the bed after closing. Pulling back from your boyfriend’s mouth, you just looked at him for a few seconds to try and get the courage to touch him… Something you had never done before. Touching someone in such an intimate place.

Though before you could chicken out again, you finally reached down and dipped your fingers between his cheeks, the little shudder from Bakugou immediately spurring you on. Hence why you gave yourself the push to play with his ass; circling his twitching hole and rubbing the lube around, just to see him shiver a little.

“Oi… don’t tease…”, Katsuki could also just choke out, before softly moaning a little when you worked your finger inside.

Just the feeling of his warm insides around your finger alone made your cock twitch, the urge to just plunge into him was almost unbearable. Your own breathing quickened as you pushed another finger in before starting to move them. His muscular body was now pressed against your own, your free hand groping his ass to spread him even more.

“Haha- Ah- I guess… you’re a natural…?”, Bakugou chuckled, trying to sound cool and seductive as he wanted to keep the mask of the older and more experienced one. However, when you pushed deeper and found that little spot that made him whine, it was all over for him.

While you had to seriously fight back the urge to just cum all over him because he was just way too fucking sexy and made you completely insane with how erotic he was, Bakugou just let loose and moaned freely.

“D-Do that… ah- gain…”

You truthfully couldn’t believe that was actually happening. Your head was spinning as you moved your fingers like before, rubbing against his sweet spot, trying to memorize what made him feel good.

“I-Is that okay… Katsuki-san?”, you were lightly gasping. He was truly taking your breath away – you didn’t even want to know what would happen if you would actually have sex, your dick was probably going to explode the second you would enter with how on edge you already were.

“Hmh- keep… going, okay?”, Katsuki was merely whining.

God, he sounded so differently, and it was so erotic and sexy. And it certainly didn’t help when he scooched even closer, his throbbing cock rubbing up against your own was almost enough for you.

“K-Katsuki-san, ahn don’t… do that…”, you helplessly moaned and buried your face in the nook of his neck, making him just chuckle.

“I don’t know what you- fuck-! even.. mea- NGH!”, clawing at your shoulder, he deliberately started moving his hips a little. Thrusting his throbbing dick against your own, smearing precum around while you kept fucking him with your fingers.

“K-Katsuki-san!”, all you could do was moan out his name, being the sensitive virgin you were, this was almost too much for you.

His nails were clawing at your shoulder while his hips were moving erratically, making it harder for you to thrust against his sweet spot, but Katsuki didn’t care. He was consumed by the pleasure as he rubbed his cock against yours.

“Oh- fuck- GOD- I’m.. ah clos- Katsu…san….”, you could barely choke out, being interrupted by your gasps and moans, but that certainly didn’t stop your lover from moving even more vigorously. Though reaching down was the straw that broke the camel’s back as feeling his hand engulfing your cocks and stroking them was the last touch you needed before cumming all over him and yourself.

With your free hand you clawed at his back as you moaned into the crook of his neck. Your erotic noises sending multiple chills down Bakugou’s spine as he held onto you as tightly as you held on to him; letting your hips ride out that orgasm.

When you finally raised your head, you were still gasping and your [eye.color] eyes still gleaming with lust (though also a little bit of embarrassment that you orgasmed so soon and couldn’t hold back). Bakugou, however, simply leaned in for another few kisses that you certainly appreciated.

“Mmm- sorry… Katsuki-san…”

“Oh shut up.”, he chuckled in between little gasps.

With cum dripping from his hand he then reached back to the night stand to grab the box of tissues, cleaning his hand as well as your own that you had pulled back from his ass. All while smirking a little since you looked so dazed from that orgasm and what had just happened.

Before he could say anything though, you had already wrapped your arms around him tightly, pressing his naked, warm body against your own. Bakugou’s own arms sneaking around your torso as well after he had thrown the tissue in the trash. For a few seconds, it was rather quiet, just the beating of your hearts audible, until you finally dropped the bomb.

“I love you, Katsuki-san.”, you whispered into the nook of his neck.

For a few moments he was just flabbergasted. While his mouth needed a few moments to speak his feelings out loud, his heart was already beating 10 miles per hour. It had been so long since someone had whispered those words to him. Someone who wasn’t just a big fan of him screaming whenever he was outside as a pro-hero, or his family. No… that was certainly a different love.

Leaning back a bit, he ‘forced’ you to look at him, even though he fully understood how embarrassed you were and also how on edge that he was just silent. Bakugou could almost see all the thoughts rushing through your pretty little head, but with just his rare, little smile, you were put at ease.

“I love you, too.”

And before you could react, he had already cupped your face and pulled you in for a kiss. A kiss that made your heart thump so much you thought you might die. You had never felt that happy before. Graduating from U.A.? Amazing accomplishment. Meeting Katsuki and being able to date him? A dream come true, indeed. But hearing your lover say those three words back to you for the first time was just… indescribable happiness rushing through your veins.

With a little bit of force, Bakugou managed to push you back onto the bed, both of you giggling while kissing. He was happy. You were happy. If time could just stop now.

But, it didn’t. Time went on and thus, you whispered in between kisses, “Just… give me 10 minutes… ‘nd I’m…. ready…mmkay?”

Breaking away fully, he leaned on his elbow as he looked at you, his ruby eyes gleaming with lust and a smirk on his lips.

“10 minutes, huh? You really are young.”

“Oh shut up.”, you giggled yourself, when just a second later realization sank in.

“No, wait! I didn’t mean it, I’m sorry!”, your cheeks were basically on fire. Being so rude to someone older was just… you had never done that.

Bakugou on the other hand though just stared at you for a few seconds, before leaning in once more for a kiss, surprising you. However, easing into the kiss quite quickly, your eyes fluttered open again when he sat back up a little. Just far away enough for just the tip of your noses to touch anymore.

“Don’t apologize… Fuck honorifics, okay? Fuck speaking keigo, just… talk to me normally.”

“A-are you sure, Katsuki-san? I mean… our age gap…….”, you gulped at the end, feeling uneasy.

“So? Zero fucks given. I hate honorifics. If you use keigo with me I feel so old…” he avoided eye contact for a moment, before looking back and tilting his head lightly.

“I just want to feel like your boyfriend, not your fucking boss or something…”

“Katsuki-sa- nh- I’ll try! I promise. It’s just really hard to let go, but… I… I want to call you nicknames, too!”, now you had to turn your head away because you were too embarrassed, “B-but maybe that’s a little inappropriate…”

“No…”, a small smile flitted across his lips, “I’d like that.”

And those simple words made your heart skip a beat.

Leaning in the last few inches, Bakugou kissed you on the mouth once more; the tip of his tongue gracing along your bottom lip until you opened them, allowing him inside. A sloppy, intimate kiss igniting again as he slightly changed positions so he was on top of you like before.

Feeling more confident though, you let your hands travel down his spine to his ass. Grabbing the firm skin and spreading his cheeks, you earned his little moan that made your heart jump in excitement. However, it only took a second before you also softly groaned into his mouth when he started grinding again.

With that, even though you had just orgasmed, it was certainly easy to rile you up again. Having the man of your dreams basically humping you was very effective indeed. And Bakugou seemed to notice how easily agitated you were, the smirk on his lips when he broke away was very prominent.

“Should I take it as a compliment that you’re already hard as a rock after just 5 minutes?”, Katsuki teased you, before lowering his head to pepper kisses onto your neck.

You just whimpered a little “Katsuki…” in embarrassment, only to thrust your hips against his as well. Taking him a little off-guard, his surprised grunt made you also grin a little.

“I-It’s not my fault… it’s just you… you’re so… incredible. I… I can’t help it…”, you had a hard time talking properly as Katsuki wasn’t stopping his movements, both of you desperately grinding against each other.

“Haha, I like that.”, Bakugou chuckled, his deep voice sending a chill down his spine.

Though, in the end, he decided to stop (hearing your little whine when he did that was very cute) and sit back up. Both of your cocks back to leaking and throbbing and this time, he stood up fully. Your glazed eyes following him when he walked over to the drawer from before to grab a condom, before bouncing back on top of you.

“You ready?”, he just whispered with that grin on his lips again that made your loins hurt with how erotic he was.

So all you could do was nod very enthusiastically that made Bakugou laugh a little.

With that, you watched attentively once more as he opened the condom; however a blissful hiss escaped your throat when he wrapped his hand around your dick to give it a few strokes. Hence why your head fell back into the pillow for a moment as you had to concentrate really hard to control yourself and not embarrass yourself by cumming again so soon. (Which was very hard because being a virgin and having this sexy man touch you was very effective in making you lose control very fast)

“[Your.name]…”, Katsuki had your full attention once more when he whispered your name like that, though when you looked up… Your cock visibly bounced in his hand as he was hovering right above it with his ass.

“Oh God…”, you grabbed his thighs as your breath hitched in your throat, watching as he lowered himself on top of you.

Clenching your teeth, the feeling of Bakugou’s ass spreading and engulfing your cockhead was almost too much. But it only intensified when his moaning self pushed down even further.

“K-Katsuki!”, was the only thing you could whimper as his hot, sticky insides swallowed more and more of your throbbing cock, almost pushing you over the edge with how tight he was.

Bakugou was just trying to control his moans as it had been so long since he last felt such a nice, thick dick inside his ass. His body trembled due to the full feeling as well as his insides fluttered excitingly; the urge to move overwhelming him.

Without really thinking about how close you possibly were, Katsuki started swaying his hips. First only lightly, but it only took a few moments before he started properly riding you. The moans that left your lips only spurring him on, especially when you locked eyes with him. Just the way you were melting and clawing at his thigh, while looking at him so intensely, it made Bakugou burn up even more.

“Ahnh. God- Katsuk- ah you’re so… amazing- I can’t-“, you chocked out in between heavy gasps and moans.

Katsuki really couldn’t comprehend how cute and innocent you were, being so completely mind-blown by him riding you hard. It made gross little butterflies fly uncontrollably inside his tummy – how he missed that feeling. As someone who never had a casual hook-up, finally being able to have sex again with someone he trusted and loved felt indescribable.

When he deliberately started tightening around you, the whiny moan that escaped your throat sent a chill up his spine.

“I’m gonna- if you… do that… agai-“, you so desperately choked out, being completely overwhelmed. And your boyfriend just chuckled and continued to tease you. Fuck. You had never felt so good. Your dick was throbbing and so rock-hard, you were barely able to hold yourself back from cumming again – and that in the first few minutes of Bakugou doing his magic.

Leaning down, Katsuki pressed his palms into the pillow beside your head while he pressed his lips on yours. Igniting a sloppy kiss, you both couldn’t control your lustful moans and grunts. Bakugou just knew what he was doing, how he had to angle himself so your cock penetrated his prostate and made him see little stars.

You were close. So unbeliavabel close. It was almost painful how hard you were and how much you needed the release. Thus, without thinking much about anything anymore (as he had officially blown your mind today and you weren’t able to think straight anymore) you just reached down to his own bouncing cock; wrapping your fingers around it, the throaty moan that left his lips only riling you up more. It also made you more confident in your action, thus you proceeded to also pump his cock while he was moving so passionately.

Spurred on by your own actions, Katsuki only teased you more. His insides fluttering around you and tightening, just to listen to your desperate moans. Feeling your nails drag across his back as he pushed you over the edge with his skillful moves. Your moans deep and so erotic that it made Bakugou shiver, though nothing compared to your spasming, trembling body underneath him.

You were both gasping for air and sweating. Though before you could even remotely start to calm down, Katsuki had already started swaying his hips lightly, making you jerk and moan in surprise.

“K-Katsuki-“, you choked out his name, [eye.color] eyes wide open.

But the way he looked at you, glistening lips slightly opened, his ruby eyes barely closed and drops of sweat running down his temple – so sexy.

“Just a little… Think you can… handle it?”, he crookedly grinned.

All you could do was nod and pull him down.

Lips colliding and tongues entwining, he openly moaned into your mouth when you started thrusting your hips. Using the last bit of your hard cock before going limp to make him get off while also stroking his dick.

Even though the friction was so overwhelming and your cock was so overstimulated by that point it almost made you lose your mind, you didn’t want to stop. And Bakugou didn’t want to either. His hips relentlessly grinding, your cock shoved in balls-deep and your hand stroking him was almost pushing him over the edge.

The good thing was, Katsuki was already so sensitive and riled up because it had been so long since he last had sex. He couldn’t even think about his own insecurities, like being too old or knowing you could see his wrinkles and scarred skin from work as a pro-hero; you made him feel safe and loved. Yet, Bakugou was so turned on. Even if you had been clumsy or shy, he was dripping precum all over the place. He was so wet. And the feeling of his ass being stuffed was just so nice.

“NGH- [Your.name]-!”, breaking the sloppy kisses, he threw his head to the side, gasping heavily.

You seriously couldn’t stop staring at him. Especially when it all broke down and he started moaning so lewdly. His cock started twitching in your hand before he came all over your hand and belly. His body was trembling, thighs shaking and you could watch and stroke him through the orgasm, earning his whiny groans.

After a few moments, Bakugou opened his ruby eyes once more, before leaning in and pecking your lips, whispering a soft, “I love you.” Which made your heart jump and your lips curve into a big smile as you smooched him over and over again, mumbling an “I love you, too.” back.

As you were laying there for a few minutes, you just shared little kisses, as if both of your lips weren’t already swollen and red from all the kissing prior, but you just couldn’t stop. He was so cute and sexy. Just- how was he seriously your boyfriend?

Though in the end, Katsuki did sit back up again.

“Shall we go clean this off, huh?”, he… almost bashfully, smirked and nodded to your hand. Hence you just chuckled and agreed.

And so, rather quickly, Bakugou got off of you, disposed of the condom and in the end, you rushed into the bathroom for a quick wash; nothing too long, really, because both of you wanted to get back into bed fairly swiftly again. Hence, it only took a few minutes before you and your boyfriend were in the sheets once more, cuddling this time.

“So… how did you feel…?”, you asked after a few moments. Rather quietly though and carefully, not knowing how to really initiate the conversation about ‘giving feedback’.

“It felt fucking nice.”, then he cuddled closer and turned your head towards him so you had to look at him, “You did good for your first time.”

Of course he had to tease you about it.

“Katsuki!”, you playfully kicked him.

“I mean it… I… want to make you feel good. Is there something you want me to do next time?”

When Bakugou realized you were so serious about it, he couldn’t help but smile a little.

“I mean it, too, ya know? I felt very good. And I, too, only want you to feel good when we do it. So we can both feel the fucking best!”, Bakugou then grinned, which thankfully made you giggle as well when you leaned in for another swift smooch.

“Also… don’t think about it too much, okay? This was your first time. You only get to be the best when you practice a lot.”, smirking seductively, he slipped his leg between your own and scooched as closely as he could against your body, “And I promise you I have never skipped practice once in my life. So I hope you’re fucking prepared for what’s to come.”

As you had to search for your heart that had dropped far beyond your stomach due to Katsuki’s advances, you could just gulp and nod. However, you also didn’t shy away anymore when you grab onto him as well. Which pleasantly surprised Bakugou, hence leaning in the last few inches for a smooch.

“Thank you…”, was the last thing you thought you would hear him mumble all of a sudden.

Bakugou realized your slightly confused look on your face, thus clarifying.

“Four years ago, my ex broke me so much I thought he had made me unable to like, let alone love anyone ever again.”

“Oh… I’m sorry about that, Katsuki.”, you whispered empathetically and your hand reaching out to softly caress his back. Which instantly made him smile a little, even though those were such painful memories.

“You know. I was done. I didn’t care about having a relationship anymore and so also basically giving up sex completely since I don’t wanna just randomly fuck with anyone. All the paparazzi just waiting for this moment? And the fear of meeting random strangers who then potentially blackmail me, it was just all too fucking risky. So four years ago it all just… broke apart. Everything. He betrayed me and hurt me so much.”

Katsuki then, however, sat back up a little so he could look at you, propping himself up on his elbow.

“So.. what I just want to say is. Thank you. For making me feel something again and… I ain’t used to this cheesy shit, but… For making me fall in love again. If you would have not been so persistent, I would have been still hurting and hating everyone and everything and just be a miserable ass, ya know?”, he said at last with a small smile on his lips as he reached for your hand to lace your fingers together.

“I am glad.”, smilling brightly, you leaned in for a kiss until you pushed him back into the pillow, making him chuckle.

After bottling up everything for the past weeks, he was relieved you both finally took the next step in your relationship. And hopefully, from now on, everything was going uphill. Though, to be honest, with him and you finally having started with having sex and generally experimenting sexually, Bakugou couldn’t wait for the next few weeks.

Because if he had learned anything in the past 15 years of dating, it was that, when you start to have sex, you will do it anywhere and anytime, all the time  – and he was ready, oh so ready for that stage of your relationship. Plus, judging by how you were already slightly grinding against him again, you probably were as excited as him for what’s to come.  

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⇻ salem.talks: I tried really hard to have this ready for my birthday yesterday but this is one beast of a fucking second part I just couldn’t finish it in time. so… here is a treat for you and myself

[kujyouhikari]

Sasazuka Monologue

An excerpt of my translation for the Collar x Malice Unlimited project by @otogetranslations​

This has been proofread by the wonderful crow and lunar in the group.

This is Sasazuka’s monologue that is unlocked as bonus content after his route is completed in the game, so please be prepared for spoilers.

Takeru’s route is fully translated at the moment, and the project is progressing well, so please buy the game and use the patch according to instructions when the patch is released!

I worked on most of Sasasazuka’s route in the translations, so this gives you a taste of what is to come, lol.

Please do not repost without permission. I would be very depressed, become a ghost, and try to haunt you forever.

——I often think about how well she complements me.

"Sasazukaaa-saaan, you're drinking, right?"

"I am. You're the one drinking too much."

"I still haven't drunk that much today.  The night is still young!"

"I'll leave you behind if you get wasted."

"Meanie...Even though you say that, you'll never leave me behind..."

"Shut up, you drunkard."

On a normal day, on her way from work, Ichika texted me, [Today, I'm in the mood for a drink.]

And thus, I came along as her companion.

Drinking at home is fine, but she drinks more when we go out because she's not distracted with making side dishes or worrying about it affecting her at work the next day.

(...Did she mess up at work or something?)

...Everyone have times where they just want to get drunk.

I suppose, in times like this, it's my role as her boyfriend to chase away her unpleasant thoughts. It's my exclusive right.

I don't dislike listening to the petty squabbles of drunks.

The atmosphere here boosts one's willingness to get drunk.

I hate people with no sense of moderation though.

"Well, you don't really choose ones with high alcohol content, so drink to your heart's content today. No vomiting."

"Yaaay! I'm fine, I'm fine. I'm still only a little dizzy so I can drink until it really hits me."

"That's a pretty unreliable gauge..."

"Speaking of, Sasazuka-san, do you remember? A while ago...How, when we were chasing the X-Day incidents, you harassed me with alcohol."

"I didn't."

"Didn't you half-threaten me into drinking with you to help take your mind off things?"

"...It was probably because I knew you could drink pretty well."

"Haha, but you know, now that I think back on it, that was you being too shy to say what you actually thought while sober, wasn't it?"

"..."

She grins from ear to ear with a besotted expression.

I'm a little irritated, but I can't dispute the truth.

In retaliation, I took an edamame into my hand and silently stuffed it into Ichika's mouth.

"Mmph...Ah, I remember this too. You stuffed my mouth when it became too much for you."

"That memory of yours is better used elsewhere, you idiot."

"You know, I was really scared silly. To think that I did something so extreme in the heat of the moment!"

"You remember that too? You know, you really did something quite daring."

"What? That's...Are you referring to when I grabbed onto your chest while crying?"

"Nope. Something even more daring."

"T-That's...a lie! I haven't done anything like..."

"Hmm, I see. You don't remember, do you? So I was played by you all along."

"...! H-Haha, good try! Back then, it was still in the middle of the X-Day incidents... And we weren't even in a relationship..."

I laugh at how she brushes off my teasing, and think back on when we hadn't gotten together yet.

——I'm certain that at that point, I was already quite into her.

Starting a sexual relationship with her would have been easy, but just as she says, the reason I didn't, is because I had too many other things on my plate.

Also, because she was so wholesome and diligent, some part of me wanted to be sincere towards her.

To put it simply...I think I wanted to cherish her.

(Of course, I won't admit it, or else she'll get cocky.)

"...But I remember this, too. Back then...How you gently patted my head gently when I was crying and sniffling."

"...Of course I'd have to comfort someone who was crying until their face was messed up like that."

"Back then, did you already think that you didn't want to make me cry again?"

"...Who knows."

Once again, I stuffed her mouth to stop her from saying any more inconvenient things.

It's fun to make her inebriated, but it's not fun when I'm the one being teased.

I suppose I'll have to spur her into soberness, then.

I pulled Ichika's arm towards me, leaning forward with my lips next to her ears.

"You know, if you show me that kind of vulnerable face..."

"Yes?"

"I'll pounce on you."

"...!"

Satisfied by her sudden intake of breath, I start to release her, but Ichika's hand stops me.

And, as her eyes approached mine——

"Then, pounce on me please."

This time, she's the one whispering in my ear.

"...You drunktard."

I was the one who started it, wanting to see her panicking face, but I'm the one who's mortified by her reply.

The me of the past would have never even imagined that I would be at the mercy of this woman, to this extent.

"Understood, let's head back."

"Nope, not yet."

"Hey, you're the one who tempted me."

"I won't go back until Sasazuka-san drinks one more."

As she says that, Ichika orders a Cassis Orange from the menu on her own accord.

"I've already had a just right amount."

"But...A drunk Sasazuka-san is a very cute Sasazuka-san."

"I'm always cute."

"Haha, judging from that reply, you're already a little drunk."

...I suppose I do have room for more alchohol, but drinking too much would make it difficult to have sex thoroughly... which I refrained from saying in this public place.

If I drink one more, I'm probably going to go from just feeling fuzzy to feeling hazy at this rate.

——While I was thinking about that, the drink arrived.

In the end, I have no options left other than to become an idiot together with her.

"Haaah...ah...It's so warm..."

"Don't crash down half-way through."

"Urgh, Sasazuka-san, you idiot!"

"Huh? You're the idiot, idiot."

"Sasazuka's call of 'idiot' means 'I love you', right? ...That's how I hear it."

"...Go get your ears checked out."

"Hehehe... W-W-W...wait please...Let's do this properly on the bed..."

The moment we returned, we started messing around like puppies.

While being appalled at how low my IQ has gotten, I kiss her messily under the influence of my intoxication.

"Haaaah...Thanks to you I've become an idiot."

"Please don't say that you want to break up because you don't want to be an idiot."

"What if I did?"

"...I'll cry."

"Then I won't."

"Hehe."

"...Damn it. You're the only one that can threaten me with that, you know."

"Of course. Even if you see another girl crying... Cheating is not allowed, okay?"

"Hah...! Then, make me so into you that I don't even want to cheat."

"...Okay. I'll try my best."

——After we ended up in this relationship...

No. It was from the moment I decided that I would not let her go for the rest of my life, and proposed to her.

There was something I have been thinking.

Rather than looking down on others, or pushing people away, there's something that's more fulfilling.

To pamper her and to make her happy.

I still don't care about anyone besides those important to me, but it seems that the ones I treasure have become a place for me to come home to, rather than something tying me down.

The woman in front of me is the one who made me realize I felt that way, even though I dislike being swayed by emotions.

"Ah...Speaking of which, Kazuki sa-...!"

"Don't bring out another man's name during this."

"No, it's not...like that...mn..! ...Come ooooon, just pause for one seco-..."

"I'll hear it later. Thanks to that one extra drink, I can't really restrain myself..."

I thought that my passion for her was only a phase, and would calm down a little after a while, but she matches me so well that there seems to be no limit.

...Not just in body, but also, in other parts, too.

Is it her that changed, adapting to me, or was I the one who changed?

Most likely it's both, but being with her is so comfortable that I can't even think of anyone else. It feels just right.

Someone who doesn't get in the way of my life, who even makes it more fulfilling.

(Once I've known this happiness...There's no way I can let go.)

Though I was the one who intended to make her fall for me, I'm the one who became more enraptured.

To feel happy even about that fact, I must be off the deep end.

"...What are you thinking about?"

Perhaps because I was distracted by my thoughts, when I look back down, Ichika is staring at me and pouting, with flushed cheeks.

As she gently tugs my cheeks, the corner of my lips lifts.

"About you."

Giving her a smile as I said that, I bit down hard on her white nape, leaving behind a red scar.

"...Takeru-san..."

"Hm?"

"Say you love me."

"Idiot."

"Not that way of 'I love you'."

Even though I snapped at her on reflex, she understood. Seeing that, I felt joy and chagrin mingling together in my chest.

"...I love you."

"...One more time."

——And then, I lose count of how many times I feverishly repeat those words of intimacy.

You, and the me that is changed by you.

Right now, I can admit in my mind that I really like them both.

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Satellite Call Chapter 7

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Rating: Explicit Archive Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply Category: M/M Fandom: Roswell New Mexico (TV 2019) Relationship: Michael Guerin/Alex Manes Characters: Michael Guerin, Alex Manes Additional Tags: Michael is an Escort, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Angst and Hurt/Comfort, Shameless Smut, Other Additional Tags to Be Added Summary: Alex is home from the air force but finds he is as lonely as ever. He engages an escort one night under a pseudonym and when the escort arrives it’s his high school love, Michael Guerin. Thankfully for both of them Michael is a professional. However one night couldn’t possibly make up for all they’ve missed. Can they keep an ongoing relationship professional? Can they learn to trust that there is something more than this transaction between them?

Alex wakes to the sun streaming in through the curtains. He hadn’t meant to stay the night, but he’d fallen asleep in Michael’s arms. Michael is still sleeping and he looks so peaceful like that. He’s completely at ease in a way that Alex rarely sees him. Alex can’t help but reach for him in the stillness. To touch him, lay a kiss on his chest. It makes Alex positively ache with longing. Can they have something real or is it doomed from the start? Certainly last night had felt real. It hadn’t felt like a transaction. Michael slowly came to.

“You’re awake.” Alex murmurs.

“You stayed.” He whispers and then he smiles and it is so genuine that Alex’s chest actually hurts to see it.

“It was late, I was tired.” Alex tries.

Michael runs a hand over him, up his arm. “That’s why you stayed?” He asks, hope apparent in the question.

Alex runs the pad of his thumb over Michael’s lower lip. That hadn’t been why he’d stayed. Michael in turn lays a kiss right over his heart, his hand running down Alex’s leg. He bends close for a kiss and just then a horn sounds outside. Someone is here!

Isobel calls out, “Hello, I have bagels!”

“Damn it!” Alex says, sitting up quickly.

“Whoa, relax man, it’s just Isobel.” Michael tries to assure him.

Alex is in a panic, though. “Wait, does she know about us? About you? About what we’ve been doing?” He asks. He can’t imagine being able to face her if she knew that Alex was sleeping with Michael, but not only sleeping with him, paying him for it too. Maria already knew and that was one too many people for Alex’s comfort.

“Would it be so bad of she did?” Michael wants to know.

“Yeah.” Alex says, pulling on his prosthetic.

Michael is out of the bed without another word.

“Guerin…” Alex wants to reach out to him, but he’s clearly pissed.

“Don’t worry about it.” He says as he pulls on his jeans. “You can Paypal me later. I’m sure you didn’t bring any cash with you last night.”

And then he’s gone out the door and Alex is left reeling. Paypal him? He expects to get paid for last night? Alex feels sick. That’s not what he’d meant, he just didn’t want anyone else to know. It was nobody's fucking business anyways, was it?

Alex dresses quickly but then finds he’s stuck. He can’t exactly walk out there if he wants to keep things under wraps, but he doesn’t want to just sit there for however long it takes to have bagels and talk about god knows what.

That’s exactly what he does though, and he’s all ready to tell Michael that he hadn’t meant to cheapen last night, and that he’s sorry for not wanting things out in the open, but Michael doesn’t come back. After about thirty minutes he just gets in his truck and leaves.

So Alex leaves too. He gets in his jeep and he goes home. He thinks about talking to Maria or maybe even Liz, but decides not to. Michael had made things pretty clear, so Alex pulls up the info for the escort company and considers Paypaling the money right then and there. But then he thinks better of it. Maybe there’s still a chance to salvage things.

He decides to wait. To try and talk to Michael about last night to see if he can clear the air before actually giving in and sending the money.

That evening is the third annual veteran’s fundraiser at the drive-in. They’re showing Mars Attacks!, and Alex had already decided to go. Maybe he’ll see Michael there and they’ll have a chance to talk.

Alex dresses carefully that night. Not in fatigues because that will piss his father off, but in a button down and jean jacket. In a way it’s like putting on armor. He wants to look good so he can feel good before having to face Michael.

At the drive-in he parks and waits and walks around and there, he sees Michael, but it looks like he’s heading out. He’s putting his toolbox into the back of his truck. Oh and why does he have to look so good? Is he allergic to buttoning his shirt properly?

“Leaving so soon?” He asks.

Michael leans against the truck and looks him over. “Seen it before.” He says. He doesn’t sound as angry as he had been earlier, but he looks guarded. “I hate how it ends.”

Alex bites his lips and then goes for it. “I’ll tell you what. I’ll split this sixer with you, if you let me watch from here.” Then he pulls down the back of Michael’s truck for them to sit on. He hops up and Michael looks hesitant, like he’s going to say no for just a moment. Then he grabs a beer and sits down on the other end of the tailgate without saying a word.

There’s time though, Alex thinks, for them to talk. The movie can’t start until it gets dark anyway and that’s at least an hour away. For now they sit in companionable silence and Alex tries to come up with a way to broach the subject. He wants to make things right between them before things get further out of hand.

Eventually Alex gets hungry and offers to go grab some corn dogs for them. Michael asks for extra mustard and Alex heads off. It’s starting to get dark now and they still haven’t talked, but Alex is having trouble ruining the quiet peace they seem to have struck. How does one say, I wasn’t trying to pay for sex last night, I just wanted it to be real between us? It wasn’t easy, that’s for sure.

He walks toward the concession stand and there, finally, he sees his father. He hasn’t had time to look into it, but since he’s been home, his father has been acting weird. More so than usual. Alex fully intends to find out what he’s up to. But right now he just wants to get through this night. He watches his father playing with a little kid and it makes his stomach twist.

“Heartwarming.” He says before turning to walk away.

His dad follows him, though. “Hey, maybe you ought to call it a night, huh? Use the evening to educate yourself on how to properly represent your country.”

It’s clear his dad isn’t just referring to the fact that he’s dressed as a civilian. Alex follows his gaze. He’s talking about Michael.

“Do I embarrass you, Dad?” He asks, narrowing his eyes at his father.

“You are a decorated purple heart airman with three deployments under his belt. Guerin is arrested once a week for gambling and bar fighting. Not to mention other illegal activities he’s been accused of. Seems to me the only one you're embarrassing is yourself, son.” He father tells him before walking off.

Alex takes a second to let that sink in before continuing on to get the corndogs. He isn’t going to let his dad get under his skin, even if he knows exactly what type of <i>illegal activities</i> his dad was referring to. Alex didn’t know if Michael was seeing other clients currently and though a part of him was desperate to find out, the rational part of his brain said that until they were together it was none of his business what Michael did with his time.

Once he had the corndogs in hand, he turned back to see a man standing with Michael. He watched as money traded hands and Alex felt himself go cold all over. What was he seeing? Were they setting up a time to meet later? Or had they already been together? The guy was a little older but in a hot way and thinking about him with Michael made the world tilt under Alex’s feet.

Not his business, he tries to tell himself, but it isn’t working. He knows it’s just jealousy but he can’t stop the angry knot of tension that’s set up residence in his gut. He can’t stand this feeling. Thinking about it was one thing, but seeing it was another.

So Alex doesn’t head straight back but takes a walk around the drive in to cool his head. It isn’t working though. Try as he might he can’t stop thinking about what his father had said. He had a reputation to uphold and being with Guerin was jeopardizing that. And he hates thinking that way, hates it. It makes him feel small and stupid that he can’t just be open to whatever was happening between them, whatever had happened between them. He’d paid hadn’t he? Twice so it’s not like he could say it was the pressure of seeing Guerin standing there that first night.

He can’t stop his head from spinning so he ditches the now cold corn dogs and decides to go see what Michael has to say, maybe he is wrong about what he saw.

When he gets back to the truck, Michael is closing it up. He opens his driver’s side door and Alex stops him from climbing in by saying, “Hey.”

Michael looks at him a moment and then says, “You wanna go for a ride?”

“This isn’t going to work out, Guerin.” Alex says. He feels angry and hurt and jealous, but mostly just mad at himself for saying that.

Michael just shakes his head like he knew this was coming.

“I can not ignore what I saw tonight.” Alex tells him. “I saw that guy pay you.”

Michael throws his keys into the truck, angry. “Yeah, occasionally I pawn a spool of copper wire from the junkyard for little extra cash.”

Alex can’t believe that’s what he saw though. He knows it was something else. He’s sure of it. The way that guy had looked at Guerin. He’s sure. He scoffs at Michael.

“Who cares?” Michael wants to know.

“I do! I’m an airman. I can’t be with a criminal.” Alex says.

“That didn’t stop you before. All my life, the system has put me at the mercy of criminals. I’m just trying to survive it.”

Alex doesn’t have anything to say to that.

“Guess you’re still the guy just looking for any excuse to walk away, huh?” Michael says.

“Maybe.” Alex admits. “And you’re still so good at giving them to me.” Alex turned to walk away, into the retreating crowd.

He felt like shit for the things he’d said and felt, but there was no taking it back now. He would Paypal Michael the money he owed him and leave it at that.

Driving home Alex feels like the biggest asshole. He’d known what he was getting into that first night, so how could he blame Michael now? It’s just that thinking about MIchael with someone else is driving Alex mad.

He’s almost home when the lights on the cabin in the distance wink out and now he’s got more pressing issues to think about. Like getting the little generator up and running. So he puts his feelings about Michael on the backburner for now. He’s got to get the lights and a.c. up and running if he’s going to be comfortable and then he can think about the whole Michael situation again.

Even thinking it, he knows it’s crazy. He won’t be able to stop thinking about Michael, but he needs to try. So that’s what he does. He tries.

Later that night, tired and hurt, Alex lies in bed thinking about Michael and everything that had passed between them. Hw sends a balance inquiry to Michael’s escort service and falls into a fitful sleep waiting for a reply.