thinking about kissing bkg while he’s cumming . Yeah <3 (18+, AFAB reader, creampie)

“i love you baby, fuck-!” he says, no longer thrusting but grinding his hips into you, the swollen, reddened tip of his pretty cock rubbing your gummy walls over and over again, sweet pressure and soft poking making your knees buckle every time his cock fucks your cervix; vulgar, sloppy sounds fill the space between your sighs and whimpers. you encircle your legs around his waist and lock your ankles behind his back with shaky thighs; your breaths mingle together and his praise dies on your lips; quiet confessions leave your plump ones and lay on his blushed cheeks; the air is sickly sweet, sticky, heavy on the lungs and leaves you elated.

a particular hard grind rubs your clit oh so well with his pubes—you throw you head back and choke on a moan. your glassy eyes fly open, blurry gaze lying on his fiery eyes. both of your pupils are dilated, black voids that consume each other until there’s nothing else to devour than the echo of your cries in the air.

“keep doing that, god, ‘tsuki”—you whine, squeezing your eyes shut and letting a tear run down your temple—“‘m gonna cum, shit, baby, ‘m gonna fucking cum-!”

you pull him closer by the hair on the back of his head, kissing him with no delicate fashion nor care; a constant flow of passion and emotion, a current of love, a loud proclamation of «you’re mine» branded on your lips.

whines are muffled by your kiss.

his half thrusts stutter and he grinds deeper, rougher. he cums, struggling to keep himself from bruising your waist with the vice grip he has on you. he quivers and groans into your lips, your tight cunt squeezing him for all he’s worth, creaming all over his cock; a loud moan scratches your throat as you come undone under him.

he fills you up so good, fucks you up so good; you pull him closer with your feet and squeeze your thighs together on his small waist as your sensitive pussy tightens up on him.

he pulls back and a string of spit shines between your lips. his ragged breaths caress your face, his sweaty forehead rests on top of yours. one of his hands lets go of your waist and brushes the back of your thigh, squeezing the soft flesh a bit.

he pecks you once, and you giggle.

“i love you, you know?,” you say, chest heaving and brushing his, “an awful lot,” you smirk.

he pinches your thigh, lifting himself up. he brushes a hair strand that’s stuck on your sweaty cheek out of your face, “i know.”

AOT - Visual smut links

NSFW Minors DNI

Levi, Jean, Yelena, Ymir, Eren, Reiner

Includes; Twitter links, I added what it contains before you click on the links

Part Two

Haikyuu Ver

Obey me! Part.1 Part.2 Part.3

A/N - Yelena n Ymir my beloved. Let’s pretend that Levi isn’t a fat virgin (UPDATED. ALL LINKS WORK!)

Levi

Link; Whipping you with his belt, hopefully this will teach you not to be such a brat

Link; Cumming all over your cunt, letting you hear his breathy moans and grunts

Link; He loves making you scream and cream because of his fat cock

Link; Making you bounce on his cock, you can’t even get through a movie without him groping you up

Jean

Link; Commander Jean getting needy on a mission

Link; Teasing your clit hard until you beg him to put his cock in you <3

Link; He won’t let you go until you’ve swallowed him whole

Link; Sliding your pussy up n down his cock but not putting it in cuz u wanna see how needy he gets

Yelena

Link; Treating you by eating you out after a hard day

Link; Begging her to finger you until your throat goes sore

Link; Pushing her strap into your cunt until your sobbing

Link; Overstimulating you and watching you cry like a little bitch <3

Ymir

Link; Trying scissoring for the first time

Link; Sitting you on her lap and fingering your sweet cunt

Link; Lapping hard at your pussy after you’ve been away for awhile, it’s her own way of saying she missed you

Link; Making you wear vibrating panties just so she can see your embarrassed look on your pretty face when you cum in public

Eren

Link; Slamming you down his cock to release stress <3

Link; He loves showing you how strong he is

Link; Fingering your soft cunt on his bed, de stressing as he watches your face turn from overstimulation back into mind blowing pleasure

Link; Pounding into your throbbing pussy even after you’ve came

Reiner

Link; Waking you up being all whiny and needy

Link; Holding your face down into the bed when he pounds ur pussy hhh

Link; He can’t get enough of your tight cunt, he just has to fill you up more. Until you’re begging for him to stop, but of course, he never listens

Link; Spanking and showing you off for his own pleasure

Asks n Req open!

force me to lay on my stomach, trapped beneath you while you fuck mercilessly into me. deep, forceful thrusts, that cause me to cry louder each time you bottom out inside me. force your fingers into my mouth to keep me quiet, while whispering into my ear that if we get caught, I'm going to regret it.

꒰ HIS SHIRT ꒱  —   s. hanta x fem!reader

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Thinking about your fav crying out rasps of your name, his cock throbbing inside of you. The sheets are a mess, your own body covered in sweat and spit and cum. Yet they can't stop. They continue ramming into you despite the sharp sting of overstimulation, despite that they've filled your messy cunt countless times before, hips snapping forward with a lewd slap, they're balls patting against your ass. "Need one more, baby," they whisper when your face scrunches up into an expression of pleasure, brows knitted together and glossy spit coated lips parted. "Gonna cum in this pretty little pussy one more time, yeah? You gonna be a good little slut and let me?" They grin devilishly. "Yeah, you will."

Pairing: Pro-Hero!Katsuki x Fem!Reader

Warnings: Stuckage, slight dubcon, praise kink, degradation, light spanking, thigh fucking, spitting (on the pussy), fingering, vaginal sex, creampie

Word Count: 4k

A/N: I’ve wanted to write stuckage for so long, and who better with than Katsuki? For those who don’t know, stuckage just means one of the characters literally gets stuck and fucked lol in this case, it’s reader.

It’s a normal patrol night. Humid summer air sticks to sweaty, sweet smelling skin, makes Katuski’s hands itch in his gloves. In and out of alleys, checking lingering shadows and avoiding the gazes of pedestrians.

By midnight, he’s bored.

There are no alarms ringing on his phone, no idiot villains skirting around corners for him to chase. Wide awake and ansty, he slips down another alley, kicking a few trash bags before checking in a dumpster. He half-way wishes there was a body inside, just something to pique his interest.

“H-hey! Hey down there!” a feminine voice echoes off the brick walls of the apartment buildings, riding the heatwaves and sinking into the pavement.

Katsuki squints as he looks up, nose wrinkling at the thought of some fangirl yelling down at him from her bedroom.

Then, he sees you. You’re halfway out your window, three stories up. 

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Maybe y’all have just started having sex. So no longer virgin!Bakugou, but still pretty inexperienced. Still gets easily overwhelmed by just how amazing it all is.

And like you said with that other ask, just him giving up control for once. You’re the only person he trusts enough for that. He’s always having to take charge at his job, call the shots, etc. And yeah, we fucking love him for that. And he prefers having control in general. But I’m sure it’s absolutely exhausting sometimes.

Shhhh, just let us take care of you baby

Warnings: 18+, just soft for Bakugou tbh.

Word Count: 0.9k.

You can tell whenever Bakugou has had a bad day at work from the way he comes into your home in the evening, dark eyes, shoulders slouched, defeated. Sometimes the news report playing out on television will give you a warning of what’s to come before he returns home, a traumatic retelling of events that shows what happened. Sometimes it isn’t even a failed victory, Bakugou is a Pro-Hero, and he’s damn good at his job- but some of the things he’s seen, that he’s gone through, no one should have to experience.

This is one of those particular evenings, where it’s all you can do to be there for him. Pressing your lips to his scruffy jaw as you wrap your arms around his shoulders, his hands still stoic by his sides as he leans into your touch. Wanting to accept it, but unsure if he’s really deserving of it. How can he be when there are countless others suffering because he can’t save them.

You don’t need to get him to speak, you know he’ll talk when he’s ready- you just need to be there for him like he’s there for you.

Leading him towards the bathroom to help clean the dirt and debris from his body, most of it the result of his quirk. Sweaty skin stained with dark soot as he lingers in the doorway of your bathroom. Watching silently as you begin to run him a bath, pouring in some of your bubble bath as it begins to bubble beneath the warm stream of water. Gently letting your hands disrobe him as you start with his utility belts, soft whispers encouraging him to lift his arms so you can pull off his shirt.

Helping to ease him into the tub as you begin to clean his skin, his eyes still facing forward as you pick up a flannel from the cabinet, dropping to your knees beside the tub as you begin to wash away the dried blood from the superficial cuts littering his skin.

“Please,” His voice croaks, barely a whisper but you know exactly what he wants. Having done this countless times before as you begin to shed yourself of your clothes. Gently climbing in behind him in the tub as you begin to press soft kisses to his shoulder blade as he finally allows himself to sink back against your chest, resting against your naked breasts, slowly releasing the breath he’d been holding in as he basks in your warmth. Your hands gently smoothing a washcloth along his aching muscles, cleaning his skin as the water begins to turn murky. Your lips pressing more kisses against the apex of his neck as you tighten your thighs on either side of his hips, soft moans leaving his lips from your gentle touch.

Your hands languidly travel lower as you begin to stroke his inner thighs, dangerously close to his hardening cock as you let your teeth graze his neck. Biting down on the supple skin as he lets out a shaky breath, feeling him roll his hips as a silent request for you to touch him. Desperate for some kind of relief, something to ease the tension thats so pent up inside him. Complying as your fingers wrap around his cock, pulling more pretty noises from his lips as your tongue salves against the dark bruise you’ve left on his skin. The soapy water helping you to set a steady pace as you pump his cock, your thumb catching the tip as you roll your fist around it. It’s not often you get Bakugou like this, so quiet and compliment as he shamelessly begs for your touch, begs for relief. Raspy whimpers spilling from his lips as the water sloshes inside the tub with each cant of his hips, his head resting on your shoulder as you get the perfect view of his chest caving as you tighten your fist.

“S’okay, Katsuki.” You hum, nuzzling his neck, “You gonna cum for me?”

His only response is a soft whine as the muscles in his thighs tighten, his adam’s apple bobbing as he keeps leaning into your touch.

“Just let go,”

It’s the moment all the pent up stress, tension and regret leaves his body and it’s quickly replaced with relief. Creamy lines of cum oozing from his cock and mixing with the dirty water as you keep whispering sweet praises against the shell of his ear, pumping him through his climax as the final few spurts leave his spent cock.

You bask with him in the afterglow, nuzzling his skin as you feel more of his weight against you as his breathing begins to shallow. Feeling him slowly falling into slumber as the water begins to go tepid. Your hands pushing his messy hair from his forehead as you press a soft kiss to it, trying to encourage him to sit forward so you can get him out of the tub. But his hands lace with yours, threading your fingers together as he gives you a reassuring squeeze.

“Just a minute longer.” His voice is raspy from the smoke from his quirk and lack of use, turning his head to the side to nuzzle his nose against your cheek, “I love you.”

Hurts Like Hell

Bakugou Katsuki x reader

Rating: explicit (minors dni)

Word count: 7,200

Summary: There’s not a number in the world that can describe how many times you’ve seen Katsuki mad. You’re no stranger to it, no stranger to his temper or his bite, because you see it in action all the time, when it’s aimed at other people.

Never you.

Katsuki lets his anger out on you for the first time. It’s nasty and it’s cruel, and you don’t know how to feel. Neither does he.

Warnings/tags: angst with a happy ending, arguments, he’s mean at the beginning, a very angry and jealous Katsuki, then a very sad n soft Katsuki, a bit of crying, makeup sex, aftercare

You don’t hear Katsuki’s voice, don’t feel Katsuki’s touch or see his hands on the wheel and on your thigh. Where they usually are. Where he likes them. Instead, you’re scooched as far away from him as the car walls allow. Your gaze is frozen, much like your body, and aimed far out the window.

You can see, yeah, you can definitely see the beautiful scene of the bustling night city, but the view is the farthest thing on your mind right now.

As far as you’re concerned, you’re trying your best to figure out just what the hell happened.

t…thinking about…mounting……m-more importantly bakugou mounting you… the weight of his body and his hips pushing down on yours. his feet spread, letting the weight of his belly sink on your back. hands on either side of your head as he pins you down completely and sinks himself into your sweet cunt with a low growl mixed with a sigh of relief. the s..sound of his of his balls slapping your clit so hard as he finds rhythm, so deep it almost hurts. makes you whine when you cum - so embarrassed by how easily he makes you cum all over yourself until you’re buckling under him. 

Care | gojo satoru x reader

summary: you're injured pretty badly after a mission gone wrong, but Gojo's there to take care of you.

content: 18+/Explicit sexual content, afab reader, mentions of injuries, Gojo might sound slightly unhinged here and there

a/n: i wrote this a bit back but i'm literally so nervous about it it's insane. first time writing like full on smut readerfic so. fear

The pain hits you hard when you wake up, and while it’s dull, it makes you groan out nonetheless. You’re comforted by a very soft bed, at least, and as you struggle to open your fatigue-weary eyes, you find yourself in an unfamiliar room.

At first you think it’s a hospital— that’d be the most logical conclusion. You last remember Shoko looking over you, and your body hurting so much worse. You’re thankful you woke up at all. As your vision settles, you realize that this is not a hospital room but a bedroom— and not yours.

A hand grabs a hold of yours, hesitant and gentle. You look over and are greeted by the most beautiful blue eyes looking at you from under white lashes. Gojo.

Gloryholes | Bakugou Katsuki x Reader

𝐠𝐥𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐞 - 𝐚 𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐝𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐚 𝐰𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐨𝐫 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐨 𝐞𝐧𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞 𝐩𝐞𝐨𝐩𝐥𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐦 𝐬𝐞𝐱 𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐲𝐦𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐥𝐲

Kinktober masterlist.

This is another Kinktober fic that was supposed to be non-con but ended up soft as fuck. I am down so bad for this man I just can’t help myself-

Summary: Sick of his constant angry outbursts damaging his hero ranking, Dynamight’s PR team insist he attends one of the city’s “hush hush” clubs to try and blow off some steam. Bakugou thinks he has absolutely no interest being there, until he wants to find out who is on the other side of the wall.

Pairing: Bakugou Katsuki x f!reader

Warnings: 18+, glory holes, spanking, marking (burns), squirting, slight mention of belly bulge.

Word Count: 4.5k.

Bakugou did not want to be here, shocked that these private institutions even existed for Pro-Heroes. Sure, he realised sometimes they could be a necessity, having learned all about them in his training as a young sidekick. Just last month Kirishima had to be taken into one of the quirk rooms when he got hit with a nasty sex pollen quirk by a villain he was apprehending. The woman saving his life as she gave the hero Red Riot relief, but this? This was ridiculous.

Dynamight had far better things to do than this complete waste of his time, did his PR team really think he couldn’t get laid? He could go out and have any woman on their knees in an hour tops, but he had better things to do. His PR team insisting that another scandalous headline with leaked pictures on Twitter wouldn’t be good for his hero rankings, another Dynamight one-night stand already ready and willing to sell her stories to the tabloids. But why should he care? He was still going out and saving lives on a daily basis, the media talking about his dick wouldn’t change that.

Bakugou’s PR team booked him in for a session at one of the most prestigious clubs in the city, a place where Pro-Heroes could blow off some steam without any dirty laundry aired in public, the workers were discreet which meant the club had the price tag to reflect it.

Of course, his immediate answer was no. Until Kirishima had convinced him to try it out once.

“Just one time, Bakubro. If you hate it you don’t have to go again. But I know you won’t— there’s this one girl that’s so fucking hot man. She can make you cum in under a minute.”

“Pretty sure that’s your shitty fuckin’ stamina, and how do you even know she’s hot if you haven’t seen her.”

“I— look man, I can’t explain it but she just sounds hot.”

“Tch, whatever.”

This had to be the most ridiculous thing he’d done as a Pro-Hero, stood in a fancy bar with a bottle of beer as a deep bass tone played in the background. Waiting to be escorted into their room for the evening as he checked his watch, the quicker he could get in and out the quicker he could go home. Necking back his bottle of beer as they were called for their room.

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Cockwarming | Bakugou Katsuki x Reader

𝐂𝐨𝐜𝐤𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐠 - 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐚𝐜𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐚 𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐬𝐥𝐢𝐩𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐝-𝐨𝐧 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐧𝐞𝐫'𝐬 𝐯𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐚 𝐨𝐫 𝐚𝐬𝐬 𝐬𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐢𝐭'𝐬 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐦 - 𝐚 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐥 𝐭𝐲𝐩𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐬𝐩𝐨𝐨𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠.

Kinktober masterlist.

Summary: You come home from work to find your boyfriend sleeping off a long, tiring work shift and you can’t help but seize the opportunity to get close to him.

Pairing: Bakugou Katsuki x f!reader

Warnings: 18+, slight somnophilia (Bakugou, not reader), cockwarming, pussy grinding, 

Word Count: 1.7k.

Bakugou always looked so peaceful when he was sleeping, a serene aura captivating him as his normal rough expression softened. His brows no longer furrowed together as he slept, lips parted as gentle breaths left his lungs. A large, muscular arm thrown over his hairy chest as you watched the steady rise and fall of his breathing. Thick thighs bulging out of tight boxer-briefs that had risen up during his slumber, emphasising the bulge that lay beneath the grey fabric. Biting your lip as you saw just how large he looked even when he was completely soft, your thighs instinctively rubbing together as your thoughts flowed towards how he looked when he was hard and weeping for you.

It was becoming far more difficult to spend time together outside conflicting work schedules. The more you tried to synchronise your days off, the more society seemed to need the Number Two Pro-Hero. Bakugou would always give you an apologetic look before he kissed you goodbye, your eyes trained on the television as you watched your husband save another civilian life and catch the bad guys.

This time, however, you were going to seize the opportunity as it lay invitingly in front of you. Your hands were quick to slip out of your clothes, leaving them where they fell on the cool hardwood floor of your bedroom as you stepped towards your husband, leaving you clad in your bra and panties as you climbed onto the soft mattress. The material quaking as you shifted to straddle the sleeping man, legs spread wide over his thick thighs as you carefully tugged the sheet away from his torso before slipping your fingers into his boxer-briefs, eyes trained on his face as you watched for any signs of him waking up as you tugged the fabric down. His cock was soft as it lay flat pointing towards his hips, instinctively licking your lips as you lowered your face towards it.

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It’s about the ✨color contrast✨ when Bakugou bottoms out in your pussy, blond pubes cushioning your clit and bringing all the attention onto your darker bush. Pushing at the back of your thighs until you’re nearly folded on yourself, rutting slow and shallow thrusts into your cunt that make you squeal because he’s rubbing his pelvis on your twitchy nub and Bakugou as yet to shift his eyes away from the mess you’re making. Bites back a low groan when he sees the shiny ring of slick rimming the base of his cock every time he pulls back. Warm hand squeezing at your hip, your love handles, up your chest until he cups your neck softly and feels your breath hitch “you’re all mine, aren’t you, pudding? You and this pretty pussy-“

Manager is sending him angry voicemails and texts. Doesn’t see them until later though since you’ve got his cock down your throat 🤷‍♀️

Again, priorities.