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Sweet (Like Honey) | K. Bakugou

Entry 02 | The Virginity Chronicles

Summary: When Katsuki finds out in the worst way possible that Deku is, in fact, not a virgin anymore, he takes matters into his own hands and decides to seek you out.  

(Or, alternatively; Katsuki fucks for the first time)

Paring: Katsuki Bakugou x fem!reader

Warnings: Swearing, virginity loss, fingering, dry humping, cunnilingus,  creampie, multiple orgasms, no contraception mentioned, extremely unrealistic (seriously, this is not what losing your virginity is actually like), characters are aged up to 18

Note: So this was inspired by someone on my AO3, who wondered what Bakugou would be like when he lost his virginity. And this is what my brain had to say. 

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“beg for it”

“you can take it”

“such a mess for me”

“good girl”

“ my pretty girl”

“don’t look away or I’ll stop”

“I know baby, let it out”

NEED I SAY MORE???

my virgin ass needs some dick 😁😁😁😁

i need some friends

a/n: just a wee bit suggestive; about me really

"hajime! hey!" you don't even give him a chance to acknowledge you, "could you do me a favor?"

"sure, yeah." the answer is almost instinctual and also deceptively smooth from his mouth. his heart hammers at your sudden appearance. he had no idea you were in the library because had he, he would have spent less of his time studying the biomechanics of endurance performance and more time studying... you.

not that he needs to because of course he can ace an exam pertaining to you.

(he hopes this doesn't sound creepy. it's simply his natural predisposition, carrying a mental clipboard over the usual physical one, one made of whiteboard and notated in sharpie)

"will you tell me to get my shit together?"

he takes a moment. maybe two just to process. then he translates your question to his home tongue and then back to english once more. having been in the states for four years now, the statement is beginner's level at best but he feels like this is a test right now. three times two does equal six, but maybe he should put it in his calculator just to double check.

"be mean to me!" you double down with a firm nod, "i’ve been procrastinating on this essay all week and i need someone to tell me to get it together. i asked lena but she's my best friend so i'm like, i don't know, desensitized to her, you know? but if it's from you, then maybe i'll have the motivation to do it. you know what i mean?"

he only half-nods because he doesn't know, nor is he quite following.

"you're like the nicest guy in class. there's no way i can deny you!"

the composure he has is only because he's had to grow up with the most unpredictable idiots but holy shit. he's internally choking right now. dying really.

patiently, you wait. to steel his courage, he appraises you, runs his eyes down to your cupid’s bow where he’s memorized the angle, notates the smell of you that he’s found comfort in these past couple of years when you guys are trapped in those cubicles called study rooms, and now he memorizes the expression in your gaze.

you look at him like you need him, like he’s the one who holds the words you need to complete this essay.

“get your fucking shit together,” he says while pulling at the strap of your backpack. it’s boyish, it’s stupid, but despite his tone, he wants you to know he’s teasing. even if you did ask for it.

for some reason it’s you who stares back at him. and just for the sake of testing your theory, he pries even further, “are you going to be good and finally work on that essay?”

you nod, eyes wide with obedience and it makes him stir. to prevent himself from getting carried away, he spins you with your backpack and pushes you away from him, “okay then do it.”

you don’t look back. good thing because iwaizumi would have never been able to handle it. he exhales loudly into his palms once you’re out of sight, bending over to place his elbows on his knees.

the mental clipboard is back in his hands with future experiments being planned. you really can’t say no?

what would happen if he asked you out on a date? what about when he asks to kiss you? the thoughts fill his head, innocent and not.

hbd hajime

talk to me plz

Backseat Serenade

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You’re not really sure how you ended up here in the back of his car, him draped over you in the small space. The last thing you remember through your clouded brain was having to go back into the car, picnic date ruined by thundering rain. However the two of you found peace in the chaos of it all, opting to stay and wait the storm out (it being too hard to see anyways). But one thing let do another and now here you are getting fucked by your lover while rain pours down around the car.

His hips were moving in slow shallow thrusts, trying to let you get used to the feeling of being so full. But eventually it grew majorly frustrating when you’re just trying to be railed and he’s making love. Hips moving up to try and pull him in deeper, moans flossing the car because while it wasn’t as much as you wanted it still felt good. A pained groan leaves your lips at his lack of speed.

“What’s wrong pretty. T-tell Suki what’s wrong. God you’re so fucking good.” Bakugou says while maintaining his snail like speed.

“F-fuck me harder..” You shyly speak, head falling back in the pleasure that you are getting. Except for the fact that he couldn’t hear you. Genuinely, you spoke too softly for him to properly hear you even after being so close to each other already.

“What was that?” He says into your neck, dick hitting the spongy spot inside of you finally.

“Oh god fuck me harder! R-right there s—uki please fuck me right there!” A choked sob leaves your lips at the feeling of his pace picking up.

“Yeah? That what my pretty girl want? Gonna be my good girl n’ take it?”

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Kiss Me Slowly — Pt. 2

bakugou x shy!fem!reader

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pt.2/3, pt. 1

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cw: cursing, fluff, making out, slight suggestive themes bakugou is sneaky, all characters are aged up

You and bakugou have only been dating for two months and as soon as he told his parents he had a girlfriend they flipped. So in order to get aquatinted with them the happy couple gets invited to a weekend getaway in the mountains.

Katsuki backtracks a bit to the stairs taking your bags with you and begins to climb them all the way up to his childhood room. Opening the door to his teenage mind, you wander a bit touching everything in sight as he just eyes you in wonder. Katsuki comes up behind you and turns you around slowly to face him.

“That wasn’t as scary as I thought it would be,” You bounce on your feet adrenaline still pumping through your nerves.

Katsuki doesn’t say anything and just stands there swaying you while you look into his vermilion eyes. Pulling away and heading towards your luggage you begin to unpack the things you will need for tonight and the next morning. Even though you had gotten the hard part over with there was still the burning nervousness of sharing a room with him. Something you still haven’t done. Being adults, you would think there would be a sleepover at least everyone in a while, but every time it got late, he or you would just make your way to your own home.

Katsuki felt like a middle schooler with a girl in his room for the first time, keeping his eyes on your figure just wondering how he got so lucky. That is until you break the silence once more huffing at the bag before speaking.

“Sukiiiiiii,” so draw out his name to try to sound annoyed. He walks up beside you and looks down at the bag. He knows what you’re wondering, but hey it was his mom's orders. Were you suggesting he go against his old hags wishes? A sly smirk on his face as he hums in response.

“I didn’t pack this, i don’t even own this, so why’s it in the bag?” Looking up at him holding the tiny lilac bathing suit, you give an irked expression as he laughs at you.

“I told you hag told us to pack for anything. You,” he takes a moment to poke your forehead “didn’t have a bathing suit, so I helped you out a bit,” his smirk only growing wider as you get more embarrassed.

“Well seeing as it’s winter and we are going to the mountains, I didn’t think there would be a need for… this,” It was a very pretty swimsuit just not something you have ever worn before, especially not in front of the blonde.

“Well pretty, I was just making sure you were well prepared,” he says matter-of-factly before taking a step closer to you.

A blush erupts on your face as you look back down at the article of clothing, “It is... cute.” You eventually respond. He leans down to pull you into a breath-taking kiss, molding his lips against yours just perfectly. Putting his hand on the small of your back to push you chest to chest, deepening the kiss even more. You slide one of your hands up to rest on his heart, while the other goes to toy with the hairs at the nape of his neck. Katsuki pulls at your bottom lip with his teeth, in a silent plea for you to open your mouth a bit to which you comply.

He slips his tongue in making you pull at his hair a bit, forcing him to groan, as slow hands begin to wander, down your sides, against your waist, about to rest on your-

“Katsuki, your mother would like you to come set the table for dinner.” Masaru says as he knocks on the door signaling his presence. Katsuki reluctantly pulls away muttering a reply to his father, all while still staring into your beautiful e/c eyes. He gives you one last kiss before he takes your hand to lead you back downstairs.

You follow him blindly, still overly flustered by what had just happened. He had never kissed you so passionately before it felt like, Fireworks. Only making you swoon for the tall man even more, making you want to kick your feet at every bit of affection he gives you. You let out a girlish giggle, only being able to contain your excitement for so long, what’s a girl to do? Katsuki stops mid-way to look back at you, confusion written all over his face. Realizing you’d been caught; your laugh slowly dies down and you just look at him shyly. Here you are, only about halfway down the stairs, just awkwardly looking at each other, until he speaks.

“What’re you giggling about back there?” There's a bit of a knowing glint in his eye as he presses on for an answer.

“I-I've just never... y’know... like that before.” You whisper as you break his gaze, before you continue, “I really liked it, suki.” You laugh a bit again, and it’s like he’s never seen anything more beautiful in his entire life. Katsuki brings his hand up to your hair and ruffles it a bit. He turns around and starts to head down to the kitchen once more, you close behind. Once the two of you had gotten the table ready, you obviously helping despite him sternly telling you no, you all sit to eat.

At first, it’s a tad awkward, you shift slightly in your chair, as you twiddle with your fingers. But when Katsuki senses that you’re uncomfortable under his parent’s gaze, he takes your hand, and everything feels okay again. Mitsuki is the first to speak, interested in how the two of you got together, “So, how did you meet?” She looks up from her plate at you expectantly awaiting your answer.

“Well,” you let out a breathy laugh trying to calm your nerves, “I was at a café, and this creepy guy just wouldn’t leave me alone, even when I tried my best to show disinterest. He moved over to the seat next to me and I tried to move away but ended up falling off my chair, except I didn’t hit the floor because Katsuki was there to catch me. He must’ve seen what was about to happen, hero’s intuition, I guess. Then of course he yelled at the man.”

“And here I thought you were incapable of love, I guess when my boy sees a damsel in distress, he just can't help himself can he.” His mother says.

“Tch, she could’ve handled the guy, the brat just acts shy in front of everyone, really just a pain in my ass.” He says jokingly, smirking at your mouth agape.

“Suki, that’s mean!” You pout at him, mumbling something under your breath as his parents' chuckle.

They go into their own side conversation, reminiscing over how they met, when Katsuki moves his hand to your leg and gives a loving squeeze, before leaning to whisper in your ear, “You know I'm just playn’ with ya right, princess?”

“Hmph. I can let it slide this one time I suppose.” He laughs at your statement before continuing to eat his dinner.

The rest of the meal went smoothly and before you knew it, it was time to reside back to Katsuki’s room for bed.

“Remember we’d ought to wake up early so we can be there by noon so rest up kiddos. G’night!” Masaru says on the way to their room.

“Night.” Katsuki responds in a gruff voice, closing his door and sauntering over to you.

“C’mon pretty, let’s get changed for bed.” Giving you a swift kiss on the cheek, he goes to pull off his shirt, getting it about halfway off before you stop him.

“Wait wait wait!” You turn around fast, covering your eyes, and lowering your head.

He continues to undress his top half without you knowing, then making his way over to you. Katsuki puts his hand on your shoulder and speaks, “What’s wrong pretty? I always sleep like this, want me to leave it on?”

“I just... wasn’t expecting it that’s all.” You say, your back still to him.

“So then why dontcha turn around y/n?” He spins you around to face him, but to his surprise you still have your face covered and head down.

Once you finally look up at him, your eyes widen at the sight. He looked like he was chiseled by the gods, muscles so defined it was insane.

“You’re drooling, princess.” Katsuki says in a teasing tone, hand coming up to close your mouth.

“Suki I was not, n-now turn around so I can change.” You say with a pouty voice. He does as you say and waits for you to give him the okay. Not once did he look back even trying to peek. Once you tap him on the shoulder, signifying he can turn back, Katsuki whirls around to pick you up and throw you onto the bed.

He gets comfortable, putting his arm around you, snuggling you close, then whispering in your ear, “Sleep tight pretty, we got a long weekend ahead of us.” The last thing you feel before dozing off is the soft kiss Katsuki leaves on your neck, wishing you one final goodnight.