Stuck | Bakugou Katsuki
stuck | bakugou katsuki
synopsis ↬ bakugou hates when nerds are better than him OR you get stuck in a closet but bakugou doesn’t feel like helping
warnings ↬ stuckage/kabeshiri, dub/non-con, college au, non-con picture taking, soft bully bakugou(?), bakugou doesn't act like a bully in the beginning but he does later on, the reader's favorite class is biology, the reader is a nerd, i'm sorry if i offend any nerds, the way you get stuck is kinda poorly written and i'm sorry, do not read if you don’t like being in tight spaces, or-l (receiving), f-ngering (receiving), bakugou calls you a lot of names (not nice names), slut-shaming, objectification, swearing, reader is wearing a skirt, leashes (brief), if you get confused at how I describe the scene just look at the header image, let me know if i've missed anything
pairings ↬ agedup!bully!bakugou katsuki x fem!nerdy!reader
word count ↬ 3.7k
Carefully carrying your biology class's materials, you strode along the partially empty halls to your destination. Professor Kayama, your biology instructor, asked if you could return them to a storage room in preparation for her next class. Being an exemplary student, you happily agreed — not minding the heavy load of fragile items. You held a large plastic tub of different materials she neatly stacked before handing them to you. Your slow-paced walk seemed to agitate some of your fellow classmates trying to hurry to their next activity, yet you didn't mind.
Entering the large storage area, you place the materials that manage to fit inside your arms on the floor. The room was quite large, filled with all assortments of items used in her class. All of which, you could name without even needing to try. Sticking your nose in science textbooks all day certainly paid off. The chatter of a loud group of students just outside the closed door seemed to distract you from your thoughts, just briefly.
You tried to unlock a door leading to a walk-in closet area, except it seemed to be jammed. This was a usual reoccurrence; Professor Kayama would always complain about the door, saying that it always gave her problems and that bringing this to your university for a fix would amount to nothing. She said, "they're too busy with less important things, i'll teach you how to fix it," and so she did.
It was a sliding door, the type that never swung open for "safety reasons". You tightly grasped the handle, pulling the door in the opposite direction while pressing all your strength against it. Finally, the door seemed to magically become smooth on its hinges and glided open with ease. Professor Kayama warned you never to suddenly push against the door with too much force at once as it would make the gears loose and jam it once again. So far, you've managed to survive the faulty door and any mishaps but you knew that you would eventually encounter some problems.
You pick up the plastic tub and enter the room, quickly arranging each object in its correct location. Of course, this wasn't your only duty for the day; Professor Kayama requested that you also tidy any materials that seemed out of place as she needed to leave campus early.
Again, you didn't mind. In fact, you seemed to enjoy knowing that you were her most-trusted pupil. The favorite of the class and the clear spark for envy from the other students. Always scoring the highest out of everyone in your class. Seated in the front during her lectures with your pen and paper ready to take notes while most students couldn't focus or snoozed off in the middle of class. You were the role model for them all to follow, and yet they could never match your pace.
Of course, with all of this attention, you attracted one jealous follower. A boy in your class with a name you were too busy to remember. It started with a "B", that was the only part you decided to memorize. You weren't interested in trying to become 'buddies' with people you wouldn't see again in four years. He always sat at the back of the lecture hall, too enamored with his friends to pay attention. You could vividly recall during one class hearing the obnoxious laughter of a friend he affectionately called, "dunce-face". The cacophony of their voices disrupted the entire lesson, irritating both you and Professor Kayama. You only noticed him because of his performance after every exam, project, and quiz.
The blonde would always try to outperform you. Yet, for the first time in his life, you made him experience failure.
Always coming in a distant second place to you; a sharp contrast to his perfect scores in every other class he took, passing them all with flying colors. You couldn't fathom how he did so well in a class he seemed to show no interest in.
His group of friends certainly weren't the brightest. The annoying one in your class failed nearly every test he took. While the rest weren't focused, instead finding ways to get a freshman's number so they could get their dicks wet. You concluded that he simply cheated on his exams. You were wrong. The notes for all his classes were extensive and thorough. He did whatever he could to ensure his throne was at the top of every class; the only thing more unbearable than last place was second.
His attempt at going above you only led to more shortcomings. Studying all night for a quiz that he ended up sleeping through was unfortunate, but he could get over it. Until he learned that you received another perfect score. Professor Kayama felt bad for him, she couldn't do much except arrange a tutoring session with you as his instructor. He didn't need her pity. He didn't need your pity.
You weren't elated with Professor Kayama's request for you to tutor him, yet you couldn't reject your favorite teacher. You approached him after class a few months ago, plastering your biggest and brightest fake smile. Waving your hand, a little too cheerful and innocent for his liking, and uttering words that made his hatred for you stronger: "I know this class is difficult, so would you like my help? I'm always free if you have any questions, we can be study partners! So, what do you say?"
God, your sweet tooth-rotting voice made him nauseous. You had to be faking it; that professor was watching over you like a hawk. You didn't know how humiliating it was for him. He had so much he wanted to say; resentful sentiments that would leave you beneath him with tears streaming out of your puffy eyes. The perfect view.
As you stood in front of him with your hand outstretched and waiting for his acceptance, his rage surged. You watched as his blood rushed to his reddening cheeks and ears, somewhat intimidated by his strange reaction. Infuriated with your weak attempt at challenging him, the blonde kissed his teeth and stormed out of the classroom. His gaze lingered on you for months following that interaction.
Until his deep ruby eyes caught you entering the storage room, running errands like a mule for your professors.
"Oi, Bakugou!" Yelled his red-haired friend standing across him in the hallway, "Are you listening?" Upon seeing the blonde nod, he continued. "So, you comin' to Mina's party?"
"Yeah, yeah... whatever," He said while running his fingers over the scruff of his neck. Kirishima named a list of girls attending like an elementary student reciting the alphabet, he's surprised he remembers each one. Momo, Uraraka, Yui... He recognized some, they were his frequent calls whenever he needed a quick fuck.
"—that girl in our english class," Kirishima peers up, trying to think once again before a lightbulb flickers in his head. "Denki tried with the smart girl in bio... fuck, I forgot her name... (Y/N) or something like that..."
"Who..?" He wasn't even sure why he bothered asking when he heard correctly the first time.
"That nerdy chick, always at the front in class,"
"Oh,"
"Yeah, but he said she's frigid... said no to his face before he could convince her. Too bad, she sounds like my type," Kirishima snickers under his breath as the blonde stays still.
By now, you've finished cleaning up most of the equipment and returned each of them to their assigned locations. Despite all of your years around fragile science materials, you seem to forget some essential points about safety. You can hear the familiar sound of heavy footsteps outside the closed door. Where have you heard them before? You only peeked away for a second; unfortunately, one second is enough time for an accident to happen.
Hitting your shin on the leg of a nearby desk before tripping over your feet, you fall on your knees and tummy — landing in the cramped walkway with the top half of your body inside the closet. You didn't have enough time to register the shockwave of pain through your legs. The closet's sliding door barrels down and pins you by the waist. Locking your body in place and wedging you right against the door frame. Fuck, it sounded like a cliché from a video on the Hub, which made it more embarrassing.
You try to move and twist your waist but to no avail. You reach your nearest hand to the door and push, yet it 'conveniently' seems jammed in place. For what feels like an eternity, you try desperately to move your body in any way that you can. You make some progress by managing to kneel on the hard tiles, yet the pain from falling prevents you from standing upright. Maybe you sprained something? You don't know, but you need to get out of here fast.
The last thing you want is to be a burden, but in reality, you should be concerned with someone thinking you're an idiot for falling like this. With few choices, you decide to call for help, "help..! somebody..! please, i need help!"
You should have been suspicious when you heard the sound of the front door opening. A minute hadn't even passed. It closes softly, and the faint sound of the lock fills the empty air. Asking if someone was there only led to more silence. The ground trembles like some desks have moved out of the way; obviously, someone was inside.
"Oh gosh, thank you..! I'm so clumsy, I don't know how this happened..." You continue rambling on, thinking they're clearing away to make space and rescue you. When they don't respond, you crane your neck behind only to see the disgruntled blonde — whose name you can't bother remembering — standing over you through the gap in the closet door. "Oh, it's you. Sorry, I don't know your name..."
"Doesn't fuckin' matter," Yet, he seems to grimace at your unnecessary comment. He menacingly looms over your body, making you too anxious and scared to look away.
"S- Sorry if I'm being a burden, but as you can see—" You say while trying to wiggle and show that you can't move but unintentionally show off your bum. "—I'm a little stuck, can you help me?"
"Why should I?" He says with an unwavering expression. He's dead serious. Piercing down at you beneath him while bubbling with excitement, he's won the jackpot.
"Uh... well, I'm hurt really bad. I can't get up on my own," That's unfortunate.
The whole situation was simply comical; he wanted to burst out laughing so bad, so that's what he did. His resounding yet obnoxious voice traveled through every wall of the room. This had to be a joke. There was no way that you of all the people he knew could end up in a situation like this. His cheeky grin only left you confused, clutching his belly as if he'd been injured.
"I know this might seem funny to you, but it's not. Please don't laugh..."
"But it is," He said, finally calming down and catching his breath. "I'm finding it hard to believe the teacher's pet could end up like this. Don’t tell me you’re a dumbass,"
"If you won't help me, will you just find someone else?" You turn your head around, letting your guard down for a moment. When will you learn to stop doing that?
"Why? Don't like me?" The feeling of his foot pushing into your lower back startles you. You aren't given much time to react before it's forcefully arched lower into an uncomfortable position, giving him a full view of your ass.
"H- Hey..! Cut that out..!" Your skirt rides up your thighs, exposing your cotton panties to his mischievous eyes. Greedy hands feel up your soft bum before giving it a tap.
"Wish I could help, but I don't feel like it," He says after finishing his touches. Staring off into the distance, acting as if he'd been genuinely contemplating whether or not to aid you.
"What..?" He eases his foot off your back and chooses to squat behind you. His hands caress your hips before lifting your skirt upwards, exposing your clothed heat.
"Sorry, love, you just look so pretty beneath me," He hooks his fingers under the fabric of your panties, chuckling to himself once he sees you struggle in his hands. Completely unfazed. "It's Bakugou... Katsuki, my name,"
Bakugou. Bakugou.
The surname rings a bell, it sounds so familiar. How could you forget? Your meager interactions with him flood back in your mind, but it's too late to remedy and make amends.
Tugging your panties past your cheeks, Bakugou left you uncovered as his hands freely roamed. He cupped each mound of flesh in his hands, spreading them apart and watching your folds glisten. His thumb runs along your labia, making your body shudder at the foreign sensation. Trying to ask him questions proved pointless; instead, the blonde whispered under his breath about you being desperate “like a bitch in heat”. Partially in disbelief at the sight of your slick as you rubbed your thighs together; you're really enjoying this, aren't you?
Circling his fingers over your clit and massaging your nub, your teeth sink into your lip to hold back moans. His fingers are skilled, he's done this plenty of times with other girls in the past. Yet, the way that he touches hints that he wants to go slow. Take his time and enjoy it as if you were his first. Smirking at your glistening heat as if to prove to his corrupted mind that his actions were justified.
To him, you were a conquest. The trophy on his display case that would become the envy of all his friends.
"W- Wait... Please don't—... do that..!" You want to sound strong, yet your voice is in the same sweet intonation.
Bakugou doesn't take you seriously, not when constant mewls float out of your lips and into his ears. Instead, saying he'll stop when he's finished in a tone that causes your heart to race with panic. You feel something warm and icky suddenly touching your heat; using his thumb, he spreads it across your folds while mumbling about "getting you ready". You don't even bother asking, succumbing to his lustful desires.
Maybe this is all he'll do. Feel you up and then help you when he's done, right?
You couldn't be more wrong.
His flat tongue takes a slow lap at your warmth as your hips wiggle again in his hold. Using both hands, Bakugou pins you still by your waist and lower back — holding you tight until you can't struggle. His grip is too strong, fingernails scratching into your skin. You don't stand a chance. He forces your back to arch more, releasing a hum of approval at your compliance. Kirishima said you were frigid, but now you've got him second-guessing.
His tongue darts across your clit with ease; gliding over your sensitive bud as your walls flutter. Teasing your sex just right, only taking Bakugou a few minutes to guess the spots that would drive you insane. The same insanity he was plagued with whenever he was around your presence. You tried using your legs to kick at the blonde, toes curling in your shoes. He swears into your pussy in frustration, why can't you just stay still? The vibration of his voice sends a wave of pleasure through as you moan in response, "nngh... d- don't i... i can't...ahh~"
One of your kicks nearly strikes him in the chest with full force. Your last attempt at fleeing once an intense pain surges through your leg. He simply finds it humorous again, the thought of you overpowering him. Bakugou moves one of his hands to your leg, pinning it to the tile flooring. Still determined, he continues his assault on your now swollen clit. Attached to your pussy and coaxing out your clear essence onto his tongue. Savoring your taste on his tongue, moving his head downwards, and giving you one final kiss on your clit.
You wince, feeling his thick middle finger sink inside your sopping entrance. Bakugou's thumb extends over the hood of your clit, soon covering both fingers in slick. Peaking through the gap, he sees your figure, biting on your fingers but failing to hide your whimpers — he can't wait to get out of this stuffy room — praying that you cum soon so he can see your face of pure bliss afterward.
Kirishima always said he preferred inexperienced girls. Always seemed to get attached easily with a few words of affection. Made good fucks for a quickie; send them a teddy bear, say you're sorry if you hurt them, and they'll be at your beck and call.
The familiar high pitch in your voice is something he hears too often, fully knowing what happens next. "don't tell me you're gonna cum already, love?" He taunts while his finger curls over another spot that sends a loud moan through the room. Bakugou's thumb presses deeper against your clit, smirking at your frequent pulsating walls.
"N- No..! I'm not...!"
"Hm, you're not? You're drippin' down here babe. Squeezin' me too. Was hoping you'd save some for my cock instead." His... what? You twist around, trying to stop him by reaching out but he grabs your hand instead. Stopping you from turning around and inspecting you like his newest toy, he says, "Ah, that's the pretty face I missed,"
Another digit enters you with ease, quivering against him and sucking him further with every graze against your g-spot. The familiar pooling of warmth below your stomach was hard to ignore. "should've known you were a slut when I saw your cute little pussy, only dumb sluts get wet like that," The boost of confidence he received once feeling your spasming walls was immense, clenching around him with every degrading word.
He slows, but not to a complete stop. "kats!—..." you whine in frustration, quickly pressing your lips together afterward. It surprises you as much as it does him. Not understanding why, after all this time, you wanted him more than ever. He edged you closer and closer, his fingertips kissing your cervix.
"Beg me," He said, yet you fought your lips to stay still, not wanting to embarrass yourself further. "Ah, teacher's pet thinks she's better than me, huh?" Bakugou's heavy hand suddenly connected with your bum, making you yelp at the stinging pain, "You know, I've got all day..."
"Please," You said weakly. Not good enough.
"C'mon, you can do better. Don't you wanna cum on my fingers..?" He spoke in a condescending tone, caressing the spot on your ass where he hit.
Fuck it, your head was far too gone. "please, katsu— i need... i wanna cum so bad..." Close, but not yet.
"Can't hear you, babe," His hand moves to tap against your clit, making you shudder with every hit. "Be a good little bitch for me, speak up..."
"Fu—Fuck... Katsu... please make me cum..! Need you... bad, lemme cum on your fingers— please..!
He smirked to himself, not entirely pleased but you'll learn — you're such an obedient student. Continuing with his pace, his thumb rolled across your swollen sex as the blonde watched expectantly. Making you unwind with every curl of his fingers until finally, a wave of pleasure rode over your body. Cum gushed from your entrance and onto Bakugou's fingers as he massaged your spot. Quickly finding himself mesmerized by your trembling thighs and sounds of ecstasy.
Eagerly removing his fingers once you've calmed, helping you ride out your orgasm before licking them clean. He moved to your dripping cunt, happily lapping at whatever sticky essence overflowed until his lips and chin shined under the overhead lights. As you pant and quiver, he gives you some encouraging pats on your bum.
He stands, and you hear the jingle of his belt before seeing his shadow move closer to you. Pushing his brawny arms through the gap, he loops the leather belt around your neck before fastening it. Bakugou gives an experimental tug and forces the strap upwards. The loop is loose enough for you to breathe but tight enough to leave indents.
He uses his strength to push the slider door open; it moves with ease. The old pesky thing was barely jammed, you probably could’ve gotten up on your own if you tried hard enough. Bakugou stares down as you try to move despite your aches and pains. “dummy doesn’t know basic physics, could’ve opened it yourself, bitch,”
Ignoring him, you try to stand but the blonde grasps the strap of his belt and tugs your body downward — making you fall straight on your knees again. Your body has become numb to the pain; when he presses his foot against your back again, you don’t even flinch. Bakugou kisses his teeth, annoyed that you're still whimpering. His belt is too short to stand, so he squats in front of you.
As you try to find comfort by caressing your aches, he pinches one of your cheeks harshly — forcing you to stare up at him, all teary-eyed and disheveled. The quick flash of his smartphone camera blinds your eyes, flashing white before fading.
"What did you do..?" You ask, but he doesn't need to answer. Instead, Bakugou moves his phone away from your face. "Please don't show that to your friends..."
It should've made him guilty. Hearing your desperate voice with puppy eyes begging him. But it only reminded him why he hated you so much, so weak and fragile yet somehow above him.
"Don't fuckin' look at me like that... I won't," No matter how much of an ass he wanted to be, he could never do that.
You're his personal conquest, the trophy, and the envy of all his friends. Knowing you, you'll probably take your 'goody-two shoes' ass and run to that professor you're close with or someone else he doesn't know. You can't run away yet, he wants to have more fun. Maybe fuck your brains out til' his name is the only thing your dumb ass can remember.
Bakugou stands and decides to bring his phone out once again, this time recording.
"I won't tell a soul, so put on your prettiest face... just for me,"
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'They're definitely the perfect couple.' Yunjin thought as she joined the two occupants of the car before it drove off.
"Good morning Yunjin." You greet giving a good eye smile at the rear view mirror to see the girl who just entered.
"Good morning sir." The girl did her best to act as normal as she could.
"Love, where are we having lunch later?" The girl beside you asked.
"Uh... I'm not sure if I'll be available later. Yunjin, what's my day?" You answered.
"You will be occupied till from 10:00 to 18:00 or longer depending on the outcome of the presentation." Yunjin answered.
"See love." You announced as the girl beside you pouts.
"I'll make it up to you." You reassured before pulling her head to plant a kiss on.
"Just drop me off for my pilates." The woman says as you hummed.
Meanwhile at the back Yunjin sits quietly trying her best to distract herself from the sight in front of her. As you and your girlfriend interlaced each other's arm as she then rests her head on your shoulder doing her best not to cause any distraction as you continue to focus on the road.
'Of course, pilates.' Yunjin mumbles as she fixes her sight at the tablet ticking every detail for your next meeting.
"Yunjin, have you had your coffee yet?" You asked as she finally realizes you're pulling up to a drive thru.
"N-not yet." Yunjin answered in a hurry.
"Alright, that'll be..." You continued to chat with the server on the other end of the intercom as Yunjin just stared at you through the rear view mirror.
To her disappointment she suddenly remembers the third participant in the car who's clinging onto you like a Koala on its tree.
"You okay back there?" Yunjin must've been so lost in her head that she failed to realize your hand handing out the coffee.
"O-oh, sorry sir."
"Is that a new top?" You asked, surprising the lady who had just taken a sip of her coffee.
"Y-yes. H-how did you?" Yunjin was awestruck at your keen observation.
"I mean, we pretty much see each other every day..." You replied and she chuckled at the thought.
"Right."
"Looks good on you though." You followed bringing a burning sensation on Yunjin's cheeks.
"Thanks–"
"I wonder if I'd look good with it as well." The other girl asks.
"Of course it will." You answered and the girl brightly smiled and turned to Yunjin at the back seat.
"Will it?"
"Yes, ma'am." Yunjin answered in full enthusiasm.
"Hmmm." The lady hummed.
Yunjin stares at the girl as a smile forms across her face gaining such joy from the complements. Yunjin in her thoughts; 'Of course you'll look good in anything... You're KIM FUCKING CHAEWON.'
"I'm off love!" She announced before placing a deep smooch on your cheek making sure to leave a red mark of ownership.
"Love you." She followed
"Love you too!" You whispered as she mouthed her reply; "love you more."
As the girl strides carefully to her own schedule you look back at your assistant who's currently at the back of the car. She looks up at you with an anxious face.
"Wanna move seats?" You asked and she realizes that It's more convenient if she's right beside you.
Swiftly, Yunjin took the seat next to you before you drove off to your office. As the trip continues Yunjin can't help but steal glance at you.
Then it just hits her, you've been working alongside each other for almost 2 years now. Yunjin doubts you'd think about it but it's actually a significant thing for her.
"Tough day ahead of me huh?" You commented as your eyes focused on the road.
"Yeah, quite a schedule." She replied even chuckling slightly with no sense of tension unlike earlier.
With no less than half an hour you two finally reached your office and quickly went straight to your first meeting. Yunjin handing out copies of your proposal to your potential future investors.
You can't lie having Yunjin with you really makes everything easier. These presentations wouldn't be as smooth as they are if she wasn't presenting ideas to make a better appeal to your targets.
"Wow. That really went well."
"It really did sir. You did so well!" Yunjin cheered as you sat down and stared at the contract.
"Damn." You whisper and your assistant immediately knows why as she hides a chuckle.
"I'll be here sir." She encouraged, as you two just smiled at each other before turning your attention to the mountain of paperwork in front of you.
Seconds, Minutes, and Hours passed and yet more and more paperwork piled up on your desk. You stood up and looked at it with such confusion asking what was all the work you did earlier seeing the height of the stack didn't even flinched.
An exhausted sigh escapes your lips as you look towards Yunjin who didn't even bat an eye on you and is too focused on her pile.
Being a little jealous of her work ethic you decide to suck it up and continue working on your pile, then time flows like it was nothing. The next thing you know, it's already way past working hours. You stretch your arms and look towards your assistant who's motionless on her seat.
You approach the lady and realize that she has fallen asleep in such an upright position that it seems like she's just sitting. You chuckled before deciding to call it a night. You took the papers from both of your desks and brought them to your car before going back to get Yunjin who's still asleep.
Carrying her to your car wasn't really a challenge which surprised you since you know how hard managing time is specially with her line of work and the fact the she can find the time to stay fit was something you're unable to fathom.
"Mhmm." Yunjin softly whines as she then stretches her arms out before coming to her senses on where she's currently at.
"W-whe-..." Yunjin peeks towards you and sees your smile. She blushes profusely before turning away from you.
"Happy 2nd year anniversary of being my hardest working employee." You suddenly announce and Yunjin's mouth drops as she finally notices the small box in front of her.
"W-wha?"
"I know, I'm sorry I couldn't bring it up earlier. I was too in the zone with the presentation." You joked as she gives you a bright smile.
"You really didn't have to." She whispered.
You shrug in response, as she starts to fiddle with the box. Admiring the quality of materials just for the packaging, her finger finally finds the opening and as soon as she opens it. She was greeted with sparkles.
"O-oh my..." Tears suddenly fell from the corner of her eyes as she takes the gift out of its containment.
"Sir~." She whines looking at you with such a happy expression despite the tears falling off her face.
"I'm taking you home. Go and get some rest, you can take the week off as well" You offered and Yunjin's eyes widens.
"W-wai..."
"That's too mu-." Yunjin's comment stops as she was in awe at your face, illuminated by the city lights.
"Oh don't give me that crap! You've been working your ass off covering my tardiness as your superior. I think this is the least I can give back. Honestly, you can ask for anything I'd gladly give it to you."
"No!" Yunjin suddenly bursts leaving you in shock.
"I can see the pile of papers at the back. I wanna help you with it!"
"But-..." Just as when you're about to protest you see Yunjin's deadly gaze.
"Fine."
"Lucky us, Chaewon won't be home tonight. We can work at my place." You propose and Yunjin smiled.
Now this isn't the first time you two would be at your place for work, though this will be the first time you two will be together on with a momentous occasion. Unlike the first year of Yunjin where she had an office party then.
"Care for a drink?" You asked as soon as you two entered the house.
"Can we get some alcohol? I feel like easing up a bit." Yunjin asks and you agree before placing down the box of papers in your office.
"How about some wine? And I'll order some fried chicken from that place me and Chaewon used to order at this time."
'Of course Chaewon again'.
"Yeah, sounds good." Yunjin agrees.
Moments passed as the two of you just started working on the piles of papers when the doorbell rings and you quickly bolted off of your seat to grab it.
"Hmmm that smells so nice!" Yunjin immediately left her station to join you in the living room.
The two of you finally decided to pause working and hang out. Chicken and wine in front of you and the two of you just sat next to each other.
"2 years huh?" You suddenly comment in the middle of your peaceful feast.
"Y-yeah." She replies.
"I didn't think you'd endure it that far."
"W-why not?"
"I mean, your line of job isn't for everyone... Trust me I've seen you pass out almost all of the time." She chuckles but she then realized that it's all true.
"M-maybe it's just the management is too good to be true." She jokes but meant all of it.
"And the pay is hefty." She added.
The two of you laughed as you sat there enjoying each bite of chicken and sip of wine. After a minute of fully enjoying the moment...
"So..."
"How's you and Mrs?" Yunjin suddenly asks.
"Heh! She's perfect." You answered not thinking of anything else as your mind drifted to your girlfriend.
"She really is."
"Kim Chaewon." You whispered. "She's the best, I... Seriously can't ask for more."
Unbeknownst to you, the girl you're currently with, the one sitting right next to you is having her heartbroken into tiny pieces as you continue your dialogue.
"I-i just love her."
'Of course you do.' The girl thought as she downs a whole glass of wine.
"Hey~ slow down there." You warned as you've realized how flushed her face is.
"Aahhhh! Whooo! That hits the spot." Yunjin exclaims as she slams the wine glass down.
"Y-you good?"
"Y-yeah, just... Jealous."
"Hehe, w-wait what?" You laughed thinking maybe you heard her wrong but little did you know that the magic of alcohol is doing its job.
"Yunjin."
"I mean two years... It really does make you wonder... How was I able to endure that long?"
"And if I'm being honest, the amount of workload I had would put shame into horses that have carriage all day."
"Jen."
"Hehe, right, that's my nickname, and it's been a while since you've called me that. Ever since you've dated Ms. Perfect you've been shy of calling me by my nickname." Her voice lowers as if she's losing energy mentioning the other girl.
"Uh..."
"Sshhh." She shushed before lowering her head on your shoulder.
"You said earlier that I can ask for anything right?"
Was it a mistake? Are you regretting giving your word that you'll be willing to give her anything. Now that she's showing a side of her that you never knew. No, this is for her, maybe she's gonna be reasonable despite the cracks that the alcohol let slip.
"W-what is it that you w-want?" You asked in a shaky voice.
Yunjin took a deep breath before saying; "You..."
Fuck.
"I want you..."
"But Yunjin, I have..." Perhaps you're being too hasty as you've failed to realize that Yunjin isn't finished yet.
"To look at me for tonight. Just me."
"Yunjin, this..."
You were about to say that 'this isn't right' but the alcohol starts hitting you, and your lips shut as your eyes are locked onto your coworker.
You then start to admire her visuals. You can't lie, you've had your fair share of glances at Yunjin before saying to yourself 'god she's beautiful.'
Her glimmering eyes, those plum lips, her cute nose mole. She's a sight to be stared at for a whole century, hell, forever even.
"Those eyes..." Yunjin whispers before taking the space in front of you locking you in between her legs as her arms snakes on your neck.
"Can they stay on me for the rest of the night?" Her hot breath brushes against your face, riddled with the smell of alcohol hits your nose causing your beads of sweat to form.
"H-how could they not?" You answered which caused Yunjin to turn away for a second.
"A-after those two years..." She whispered.
"It's stupid to assume that no one will catch a feeling for one another." She added.
"W-what are you sayin'?"
"I like you dummy." She replies in her shaky voice.
"Yun–.” Your lips shut as if she knew you were about to protest and say something she wouldn't be satisfied with.
But she didn't shut it with just a boring way, she shut it using her own lips. Those red plump alcohol hinted lips locks onto yours like it's the last thing she'll ever do.
"Hhmmm." As if her hunger was finally satiated, tasting every inch of your mouth exchanging your wine drowned spits.
Your hands instinctively traveled to her hips pressing her down to your legs before your make out session grew more and more aggressive.
[BUZZ]
Yunjin eyes shoots open when she hears her phone notification, quickly fishing it out of her pocket carefully as to not break your connection. She side eyes the phone to see a message from no other than...
Yunjin's eyes widens, guilt starts to creep in but she's already in too deep, as you've detached your lips from hers and start to explore her jawline tracing down her neck, giving Yunjin a chance to reply.
"What's that?" You asked as Yunjin quickly threw her phone away.
"Nothing, let's keep going?" Her devious smile made you anxious but with just a subtle lip bite you quickly came off your senses.
Your lips reconnect before her hands start working on your shirts button. You can feel the aggressiveness and frantic movements of her hands as she works unbuttoning each of them.
"Excited aren't we?" You teased in between the kisses.
Feeling her grin within your lips your hands traveled from her hips down towards her thighs. A hum escapes Yunjin's lips and hits your ears like a violin note played perfectly.
At the back of your mind, drowned by your wine pooling mind are the multiple thoughts. Most significant of them being... Guilt. You know that this isn't it and at the end of this you'll question yourself.
Yunjin pulls away from you before ripping off your shirt. Her eyes lights up from the sight as she almost drool over you. Being an exemplary employee she didn't want to let her superior be along with the experience. Quickly discarding her top presenting you with a sight you never expected to see.
"W-wow." You mouthed making Yunjin blush.
Your hands suddenly had a mind of their own and immediately landed on her slim hips. Feeling her milky skin against your hands was heavenly but then her hands suddenly grabs yours. Scared that they'll be pulled away, you tensed up producing a chuckle from Yunjin.
"Calm down..." She said softly.
"I won't leave." Yunjin's hands suddenly guides yours upwards.
Your eyes follow the path as it takes its time making sure you're able to trace her upper abs and finally reached her chest. A sigh of relief from both of you as if it took too long, but to be fair it did take 2 years for Yunjin to be in this position.
Speaking of which you've had enough of seeing Yunjin towering over you and you did felt her legs shaking during your hands travel up her torso.
Feeling her ease up at your touch giving her healthy mounds a good squeeze, you took the opportunity and switched. Carefully placing Yunjin down being wary to not leave the space between her legs.
It must've taken her by surprise, evident in her eyes beaming with excitement, even doing a tease by biting the tip of her finger giving you a seductive look.
Yunjin suddenly says; "I love you."
You paused looking at her sincere eyes. Your heart should've been firm for Chaewon but the way she's under you, the way her eyes digs deep through yours her chest rising up and down, her hands cupping your cheeks with such softness.
2 years really does have an impact especially when you're always with each other...
.
.
.
.
You didn't reply, you couldn't, how could you? This is all too sudden for you, even with the help of wine, your heart remains confused. On one hand you have Chaewon, who's been with you for almost a year now, she's been such a sweetheart, honestly don't deserve her evident from the fact that you're half naked on top of your secretary, speaking of which, on your other hand you have Yunjin, who's been with you since the beginning of your company, you were questioning the fact that she stayed for 2 years under your supervision giving her literally almost every work and yet she didn't ask for anything but seeing her now, hearing her confession made you realize what her reason is for staying that long.
"Hey... You're staring." She whispered softly.
"It's just... You're really beautiful." At the moment of heat you see her blush, trying to look away holding back her smile behind that lip bit of her.
Your heart swaying at the sight of the lady under you, damn it! Now your smiling at how adorably shy she is. How could you missed this, all those time you two were alone in your office.
All those overnight shifts you two had, even late night calls to verify a document. Fuck.
"Shall we?" She asks after recovering from earlier.
With agreement the only option you have, your lips reconnected with hers, tasting once more that sweet savoury lips of hers. However, Yunjin was eager to have more of you as her hands starts to work on your lower garments.
"Yunjin..." You whispered in between the spit exchange.
"Mhmm sir."
"Are you sure about this?" You questioned but that shouldn't have been directed to the lady.
You two paused before another smile from Yunjin appeared.
"I've waited 2 years for this, you think I'll question myself if I'm sure?"
The mere second after her answer, she finally finishes working on your pants pulling it down along with your underwear. You member swings and hits her thighs.
"Fuck." She hissed at the sight of your hard length.
Her hands wasted no time, gripping you and slowly stroking your member feeling the whole thing like she's never seen one before.
"You're so big... No wonder Chaewon's so possessive, even I'd keep this for myself." With your ego and cock being stroked. Yunjin took the opportunity to use her free hand to slowly remove her lower clothing as well.
"Fuck! You're wet–." You exclaimed as Yunjin starts rubbing the tip of your member onto her entrance.
Confident that you're well lubed, Yunjin fixes her position centering you inline with her core. A last look of assurance from both of you as you slowly penetrate her. Yunjin's face contorted in a mix of satisfied yet surprised look even going as to bite her lip to suppress her moan but a small whimper cuts through and enters your eardrums.
"F-fuck, sir!"
Meanwhile you're there trying your best not to be fully consumed by your lust, feeling her warm walls easing up on your member, makes your mouth salivate and it doesn't help that her moans along with her hands that's tussling with your hair was added with the sensation.
Now you're lost, within your feelings, within the sound of your assistant's moans and whimpers, within her arms around your neck and within her warm core. Skins slapping like there's no tomorrow as Yunjin's pulls you in for a kiss but ends up sucking your lips to somehow distribute the pleasure she's currently feeling but she's not alone as your hands grabs a hold of her orbs plying them like dough as you continue to bury yourself deep inside her.
"Aaahhh fucking–..." Your groan as you feel her walls clenching your member. A long sultry sigh from Yunjin tells you that's she climaxed arching her back while digging her nails onto you.
"Siiir!"
"Yes. Yunjin?" You asked.
"More." She answered before removing herself from you.
Such a contrast with words and action but you should've guessed what's happening. As Yunjin then repositioned herself on the arm rest of the couch, with her back side in front of you.
Glistening with her sweet juice, you just stare drooling at the sight of your assistant's juice bums. Your length twitched imagining the feel of her healthy loafs on your hand.
"What are you waiting for?" Yunjin seductively shakes her ass for you.
You swallowed a gallon of saliva before lining yourself against her ass, your eyes glued on her backside as your hands found its place on top of them.
"Hhmmm, sir. Just please put it in me."
"You're so fucking hot." You hissed as you slowly enter her core once more, her love liquid seeping through the crevice.
"Mhhmmm fuck!" Yunjin moaned.
"S-slap my ass sir." She suddenly asks, your hand twitched on top of her soft butt.
Giving them a good squeeze before placing a well controlled slap that leaves a few red marks on the lady's pearl skin. She hummed at the feel as you continued the deed matching every 5 strokes with a slap.
You then notice that Yunjin's core starts to get more and more wet along with her moans becoming more and more louder.
"Y-yes sir! Fuck me!"
"S-shit! God you're becoming tighter!"
"All because of you sir. Holy–f-fuck... your dick is so good!"
"I can't last any longer Yunjin!"
"Do it sir! Inside me! Fill me up!"
You gave her ass another slap before digging into her the deepest that you can before shooting wads of your seed. A loud moan escapes both of your lips as you collapse alongside each other. You two took your time to catch your breath as she rests her head on your chest with her hand placed on top of your heart.
"Sir." Yunjin called after her breathing became normal.
"Yunjin." The two of you sure should've had a lot to say to each other but the moment your eyes meet those words were brushed to the side and you could only smile.
Yunjin whispers: "I love you."
Then suddenly...
Cotton’s favorite farmer is Todoroki because they have their “birthmarks” on the same side! She generally follows him around while he works and Todoroki just let’s her do her thing since she (usually) doesn’t get in his way.
She head butts whoever she likes.
Endearing but painful.
ᴺᴼᵂ ᴾᴸᴬᵞᴵᴺᴳ : ride em, cowboy!
↳˗ˏˋkatsuki x readerˊˎ˗ ↴
˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ content: hybrid/holstaur au, milf reader, farm au, plus size reader
˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ warnings: loss of virginity, ruts, creampie, referenced accidental pregnancy, outdoor sex, kissing, blowjobs, experienced y/n, breeding benches, lemme know if i missed any
˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ notes: i said i’ve stopped writing mha fics, but that doesn’t mean i can’t repost a few of my faves :). y/n has hair over her face like those cute, fluffy highland cows and a heavy southern accent cause it’s my fave accent ever and it fits.
you inhale the soft scent of grass, stretching your arms over your head and yawning. lifting your coils away from your face for a better look, you smile softly at the little figure running towards you, his little bell jingling around his neck.
“mama!” arata giggles and jumps on you for hugs.
“hi, baby,” you giggle quietly, sleep still in your lash line. “did ya have lunch?”
“mhm, ‘zuku gave me a salt.” he shows you the little white disk he’s half licked. “yum.”
“that’s nice, baby.” you sigh and lay back down.
life is good on the toshinori farm; the biggest hybrid farm in the country. you get to laze around all day with the other cows, eat whenever you want, and hang around with your calf. you watch him skip around the meadow, squealing in delight and trying to catch a bright, orange butterfly. occasionally plucking the petals off a daisy.
“mama,” arata calls.
“yah?”
“what that?” he points down the hill.
you lift your head and look over, seeing a large, white truck pulling up in front of the barn.
“we have visitors, baby,” you explain and take your sweet time sitting up. “why dontcha go see?”
“yeh!” he cheers and skips down the hill, leaving you to take another afternoon nap.
izuku pats the side of the truck to signal it’s gone far enough.
“drop it!” he calls the driver to lower the back ramp.
the other cows and bulls line up by the dividing fence with their babies, wondering what could be going on.
arata stands beside a brown cow with white patches, peeking out from behind her leg to watch two bulls stomp down the ramp into the barn.
“ooh, cute~” the brown cow,mina, swoons and flutters her fingers at the massive bull with black fur and red eyes.
“beeg,” arata mumbles.
“they are big,” mina giggles and pats his hair. “yer gonna get big like that one day.”
“wowee!”
“where’s yer mama?”
“umm, sleepy time.”
mina rolls her eyes, unsurprised. you could’ve at least come see what was happening.
inside the barn, izuku is showing the two bulls where they’ll be staying.
“you’ll have a great time here!” he chirps. “my name’s izuku, you can come to me or the other farmers if you need anything.”
the dark haired one chuffs and grins, shooting him a thumbs up.
“great! i’ll let you get settled in. feel free to hang around however you want, i’m sure the others are eager to meet you.”
once he leaves the two start to converse amongst themselves.
“looks like we’ve got company,” eijirou, the dark haired one with a tag in his ear, chuckles and nods at the door where several small faces are peeking out from behind.
“bunch of brats,” the blond,katsuki, scoffs and steps into one of the clean pens filled with hay.
“they’re so cute ,” eijirou coos and waves at them. some gasp and disappear behind the door, the rest smile and wave back.“their moms aren’t half bad either.”
“of course you’d think about shitty cows right now.”
“new farm means new opportunities, bro. hey guys, don’t be scared, we’re not gonna hurt you.”
as of those are the magic words, the calves all clamour into the barn and swarm eijirou, giggling and chatting excitedly.
“i’m being attacked,” eijirou jokes and crouches down to better speak to them. katsuki leans on the pen door post, watching him. one of the calves stares at him from below—or at least he thinks he is, he can’t tell by the way all its hair is covering his eyes but it’s head is in his direction so it must be.
“what?” he asks with a lifted brow.
arata keeps staring.
“okay…?”
the calf chuffs and lowers his head, mini charging and headbutting katsuki in his thigh.
“hey!” katsuki scolds. not because it hurt, or did anything really, but because who does this calf think he is headbutting people? he can tell this little one is gonna be a troublemaker. katsuki stomps his foot in retaliation, effectively scaring the calf into running away out of the barn.
“little shit,” he growls.
“be nice to them,” eijirou chides and smiles at a crushed dandelion one of the calves gives him.
“he was a little shit to me first!”
“he’s a baby .”
“tch, whatever. i’m gonna go look for water.”
arata runs to you, immediately trying to crawl into your hair. you wake up a bit startled, trying to see what the problem is.
“baby, what’s wrong?”
he pouts and hides his face in the massive fluff of coils. “meanie bull scarded me…”
“oh?” you carefully peel him out and sit him on your lap. “are ya hurt?”
“nuh uh.”
“oh then it’s fine. come let’s cuddle.” you kiss his chubby cheeks until he giggles and hugs you. your stomach decides now is the best time to rumble like a thunderstorm.
“uh oh, guess ahm a little hungry.” you yawn and stand up, dusting yourself off. “lets go see our new friends.”
“hmph, meanie,” your calf huffs but takes your hand anyway, toddling beside you towards the farm.
mina pulls your ear when she sees you. “where have ya been? ya can’t just nap all day and not know what’s goin’ on.”
“why not? it’s not like there’s anythin’ else to do.”
“ugh, yer unbelievable. we have new bulls though~they’re cute .”
you rest your arm on the fence and place your chin in your post. “do we? how troublesome,” you sigh wearily. you like the bulls on the farm, but sometimes their fighting in the meadow ruins your relaxation time. “i’ll see ‘em later, ahm mighty hungry right now.”
“izuku’s put some food bowls out by the troughs so go crazy.”
your mouth waters at the sound of that. “yummy. come on, arata.”
he follows you, trying to grab your tail swishing him in the face. arata sees katsuki coming out of the barn and gasps. “meanie bull!” he shouts and grabs your thigh, stopping you in your tracks.
“what’s wrong?”
he points at katsuki stretching. “eh! meanie.”
“arata, he’s minding his business, don’t be silly.”
the calf chuffs and lets go of your leg so you can go eat. of course he’s not satisfied, and knowing his mother is watching gives the calf more bravery than usual to charge katsuki again and headbutt his thigh. “meanie!”
“you again,” katsuki scoffs. “where’s your cow, damn?”
arata blows a raspberry at katsuki and hits him with his head, trying to push him like he’s seen the other bulls do.
“kid, i’m like twice your size,” katsuki deadpans, starting to be a little amused by the tenacious calf. he rolls his eyes and lowers his head, horns pointed at arata. “come here, little shit!”
arata squeals and trots away, katsuki rushing after him. not intending to hurt him, just shake him off a little. he
skids to a stop when he sees the person the calf hides behind.
you pinch the calf’s cheek and hand him an apple from the food bowl, smiling happily. katsuki watches the curve of your back and rear as you bend to wash your face in the water trough, pushing your hair back to show your face.
“meanie…” arata mumbles and chomps the apple.
“hm?” you hum and look where he’s looking, seeing katsuki standing there. “oh, is that the bull?”
“yeh.”
you wave politely at katsuki, turning back to start eating. his ears twitch with curiosity watching you eat the fruit and grains from the steel bowl.
“hey, katsuki!” eijirou claps him on the back, scaring the absolute shit out of him.
“jesus christ !” katsuki bellows. “what the fuck, shitty hair?! scared the fuck out of me.”
“sorry, bro. whatcha doin?”
“none of your business, is what,” he snaps.
“hey, there’s a cow over there.” he points at you.
goddammit, why did eijirou have to see?!
“we should go say hi.” eijirou pushes katsuki towards you and arata.
“no! shitty hair, let go of me!”
“mama! is meanie,” arata tells you when he sees the bulls approaching.
“hm?”
“hi!” eijirou grins. “we’re new here so we thought we’d say hi.”
you lift your hair to get a good look. “oh, nice to meet ya! i’m y/n and this is ma baby boy, arata. but i think y’all have met already.”
arata blows a raspberry at katsuki.
“we’re…familiar,” katsuki grumbles. of course the troublesome calf has to be yours .
“he’s real cute.” eijirou ruffles arata’s curls.
“he is ,” you agree. “so what brings ya both here to the farm? it’s been a while since we had new bulls.”
eijirou hooks his beefy arm over katsuki’s shoulder. “we’re rescues from a fighting ring.”
you gasp softly. “oh my, i’m so sorry. is that where yer scars came from?”
“yeah, it was pretty bad. i got this one in my last fight.” he points at a jagged, raised scar on his abs.
you lean closer to get a better look, delicate fingers skimming over the tough flesh. katsuki chuffs softly at the attention you’re giving eijirou.
“it is pretty bad,” you say sadly. “hopefully yer both happier here.”
“us too,” eijirou chirps. the social fucker .
you pick up your food bowl in one hand and hold arata’s hand with the other. “we best get goin’. see ya around. say bye, baby.”
“buh bye.” arata waves at specifically eijirou, huffing at katsuki. katsuki squints in annoyance at the calf.
“he’ll come around, he’s shy around new people,” you laugh and it’s like bells in katsuki’s ears. “have a nice day.”
his eyes stay fixed on your rear as you leave.
“she seems nice, hopefully the others are like her— ow! ” eijirou yelps when katsuki grabs his horn to pull him down. “ what the fuck was that?”
“what? what did i do?”
“you wanna fuck her or something? hah ?” katsuki jostles the bigger bull.
“wha—what are you talking about? let go of me.” eijirou frees himself from katsuki’s iron grip. “jeez, i was just being nice. if we’re gonna live here we have to be nice . do you know her or something?”
an ear flicks in annoyance. “no.”
“so what—“ eijirou cuts off with a knowing gasp. “you like her.”
fuck! “no!”
“oh my god , you do.” eijirou waggles his eyebrows suggestively. “you should go for it, bro. she’s pretty, nice body too.”
katsuki makes a noise of agreement.
“you can do it. i’ll be rooting for you.”
he can’t do it.
where eijirou has charisma and charm, katsuki has none of those things. he has the charm of a drenched rat. one could blame his lack of socialisation as a calf and being forced to fight for his life as a young adult, but everyone kind of just ignores him.
even you.
he doesn’t think you understand how effortlessly sensual you are. even your simple movements have him gripping the fuck out of the fence post. and your soft, breathy voice isn’t helping. he’s dying over here.
“cold day today, everyone!” izuku announces as he pushes the cart down the middle of the cow barn. “sweater up.”
all of you murmur excitedly and pick out a sweater from the cart.
“here ya go, baby,” you coo and pull the orange sweater matching yours over arata’s head. “my baby’s so cute.”
“cute!” he squeals and flaps the baggy sleeves. “can i goes play?”
“of course, be back for lunch.”
“okie!” he giggles and runs off to play with the other calves.
mina comes into your pen in her signature bright pink sweater. “hey girl.”
“hey.” you kneel down to get started on twisting your hair. “are ya gonna hangout with that bull today?”
she swoons and plops next to you. “he’s so dreamy ~ahm in love.”
“ya say that about everyone ya got a crush on.”
“i’m serious! i think he’s the one. what about you?”
“me?”
she kicks her legs in glee. “don’t tell me ya don’t notice that big blond bull ogling ya like yer the last peach in the bowl.”
you blink at her, thoroughly confused. “does he?”
“ugh, y/n.”
katsuki looks at the orange sweater at arms length, turning it over repeatedly. “the fuck is this?”
“a sweater,” izuku explains when he sees katsuki’s confusion. “it’s chilly today and we don’t want any of you to get sick. it’s protocol.”
“ooh, warm,” eijirou mumbles and hugs himself in the red sweater. “i love it. you’ve gotta wear this, katsuki.”
katsuki scoffs and puts it on anyway, sighing at how warm it is. “whatever.”
some calves run inside the pen, chasing each other and bumping into some bulls. arata and katsuki, mortal ‘enemies’ ,meet again.
“meanie.”
“little shit. i’m ready for you this time.” katsuki lowers his head. arata charges but trips on an ill placed stone, tumbling onto his tummy. “owie!”
“uh oh.”
arata sniffles and sits on his bum, crying softly. katsuki grimaces and approaches the calf, nudging his cheek with the back of his knuckle. “hey, don’t cry. it was just a little fall. you hurt?”
the calf shakes his head and wipes his nose with the sleeve. “nuh uh.”
“come on, stand up and we’ll go find your mom.”
arata stands up, reluctantly holding onto katsuki’s sweater. the bull looks up at eijirou with a confused look. eijirou gives him an encouraging one in return.
“show me where she is.”
“okie…” arata leads him outside towards the cow barns. some cows hanging around whisper and giggle to themselves the closer he gets.
“i’m looking for his mom,” he tells the cows.
“she should be in the meadow somewhere.”
“thanks. you heard them, go to your mom,” he tells arata. arata stares up at him, lip wobbling.
“what now?” katsuki asks. “you want me to take you?”
arata nods.
“ugh, fine. let’s go.”
you lift your head when you hear arata call you from the distance, seeing him with kasuki.
“mama!” he sniffles and jumps into your lap.
“what happened? are ya okay?”
“owie.”
“he fell in the barn and wanted me to bring him here,” katsuki explains.
“aw ma poor baby,” you coo and kiss arata’s cheeks. “yer okay now. thank ya for bringing him.”
katsuki shrugs noncommittally. “see you around.”
“yer free to stay and join me,” you offer. “we’re even wearing the same sweater.”
katsuki looks down at himself, then at you. sure enough yours is the same gaudy, bright orange as his. “sure.”
you pat the empty space next to you, scooting a little so he can sit comfortably. “arata, are ya feeling better, baby?”
“yeh…”
you squish your cheek against his and gasp excitedly, pointing at a blue butterfly fluttering in the grass. “look, it’s a butterfly ! why don’t ya try and catch it?”
“yeh!” he giggles and runs after it.
“he got over it fast,” katsuki comments.
“he’s a happy baby. gets it from me , obviously.”
“where’s his dad?”
you jut your lip out in thought. “mmm, i dunno. he was some show bull from another farm they wanted me to have a calf with. i think they just wanted more showers. i wonder how he’s doing nowadays…”
“you’re a shower?”
you sit up a little higher. “yup, blue ribbon winner four years in a row before my baby. i can’t be bothered with them anymore.” you flip your twists over your shoulder. the scent of the hair oil the workers gave you wafting his way.
“nice,” katsuki responds.
awkward silence fills the space. well awkward for him , you seem to be content plucking daisies and braiding them into a flower crown. arata charges the tree you’re both sitting under, thudding his head on the bark and giggling.
“your calf likes to charge.”
“he does,” you giggle. “ya know how three year olds are, just full of energy.”
“yup. i was the same.”
“really?”
“mm, my cow couldn’t handle me.”
“and what about the bull fighting?”
katsuki tears some of the grass. “they took me away when i became an adult, told me to fight to stay alive and that’s where i met shitty hair. haven’t seen my family since.”
“oh…” you mumble sadly. “i’m sorry.”
“s’whatever. they told me they’ll try and find my family so it’s okay.”
you gently place the finished crown on his head. “well yer here now, and safe . that’s all that matters.”
katsuki’s cheeks warm up at the bright smile you give him, ears flicking. a bell rings in the distance; different than the ones he’s heard the past week. “what’s that?”
“oh, bath time!” you chirp.
“but we wash everyday.”
“no it’s special. we get special baths on saturdays. arty, let’s go!” you stand up and dust yourself off. “it’s super fun, don’t worry. and we get treats after.”
“hm,okay.”
turns out it really is a luxury experience. all the livestock are washed with scented shampoos and fur rubbed down with special oils after getting put in the full body blow dry.
“whew, those always feel good,” mina sighs as she steps out of the blow dry with her hair and fur fluffed up. “where’s my popsicle at?!”
izuku hands you a slice of jiggly cheesecake. “here you go, y/n, just the way you like it.”
you moo in appreciation of getting your favourite treat.
“enjoy. mina i promise i’ll get you your popsicle. and put your sweater back on before you catch a cold.”
mina chuffs air in his face, messing up his hair.
“don’t be fussy,” he scolds and walks away to get the treat.
“i’ll share ma cheesecake with ya if you want,” you offer.
“ew no, it’s gonna make me gain weight.”
“yerloss.” you pick up the fork on the plate and start to dig in, squealing happily and wiggling. “arty, where are ya? come get some cheesecake.”
katsuki steps out of the blow dry, smoothing down his hair. “i hate that thing.”
“why? it’s cool,” eijirou smiles and rubs his arm. “my fur feels so soft .”
izuku walks up to them with two wrapped popsicles. “alright fellas, here you go. your first treat until you figure out what you like.”
they take the treats sniffing the wrappers and carefully peeling them off. katsuki hesitantly licks it, pupils dilating at the sweet strawberry taste. “holy fuck…”
“don’t eat them too fast or you’re gonna get a brain freeze, which hurts. have fun.” he leaves them to finish the treats.
“woah! this is amazing!” eijirou beams. “i should share this with mina.”
katsuki looks at the popsicle, then around for you. seeing you sitting on a bench enjoying your cheesecake with arata. he makes his way over, sitting in the empty spot next to you.
“oh hey, ya got a popsicle,” you observe. “the red ones are really good.”
“i’ve never had one,” he admits.
“oh, have ya had cheesecake?” you hold up a piece on your fork for him to eat. katsuki gently noms it, humming approvingly. “s’good.”
you give him a gentle smile and keep eating, occasionally feeding him and arata some.
.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.
“there they go again,” mina hums, leaning on the fence post.
you lift your bangs to watch two bulls butt heads, jostling and shoving each other over and over.
late spring is in full bloom, which means aggressive bulls and ditsy cows hoping to be paired off. “already?”
“got your eye on anyone this year?”
you hum and pluck the petal off a peonie you found earlier. “no.”
“what about katsuki ~?”
your cheeks warm up. over the past few weeks the two of you have gotten particularly close . “some other cows are oglin’ him so ahm just sitting back.”
“ugh, girl. yer so fuckin’ dense.”
“ahm not dense, mina. ahm just neutral. he’s cute, yeah sure, he’s good with arty, i think he’s great. but ah’ll wait until he tells me what he wants.”
“uh huh,” she deadpans. “i’m gonna go find eijirou.”
unfortunately, katsuki is having the worst time. he’s frustrated and ridiculously horny. he bellows and moos in his pen, much to the annoyance of the other bulls and some workers.
“bro, shut the fuck up!” one barks at him from a pen.
“yeah, we’re trying to sleep!”
his entire time spent bullfighting, they kept him on suppressants to avoid this exact moment. eijirou has mina to take it out on but katsuki has nobody.
“christ, what is his problem?” a worker grumbles outside the barn. “we need a heifer for him.”
a heifer is brought in, nervously rubbing her arm. katsuki growls and snaps his teeth at her. she’s not who he wants right now. the heifer yelps and backs into the corner of the pen.
“get out,” he grumbles at her and turns his back.
“i just wanna help…”
“i don’t need your help.”
“hmph, then who do you want?” she asks with mild annoyance in her voice.
the heifer tries her best to relay his response to the workers, taking them to the cow barn and pointing at your door.
“y/n?” izuku calls and enters while you’re covering arata with his blankie. “i need you to do something.”
he explains the situation, asking for your consent. you gasp in surprise and cup your warm cheeks. “me? oh my…”
“you better go!” mina says from the pen next door, clearly eavesdropping. “now’s your chance!”
“stop!” you hesitate, thinking.
“you don’t have to if you don’t want to,” izuku gently tells you. “he’ll understand, i’m sure. if you agree then we’ll have to use the bench, don’t worry we padded it extra.”
you hug yourself and nod, following him outside the pen towards a loan barn near the grain silo. the last time you were benched was with arata’s father to make sure he didn’t hurt you too badly in his rut frenzy.
“we’ll give you a shot after, okay? no calves for you this season,” izuku chuckles and flicks the light on. the bench sits proud in the middle, black leather shining under the lights.
“all clean, sanitised and ready. just wait here and i’ll bring him.”
you nod and watch him leave before touching the bench. you don’t even remember the last time you had a bull mount you. a year? two?
you hear the faint bellowing outside and start to feel nervous. unable to help but wonder what if he doesn’t like you?
the door bursts open, startling you. katsuki looks ragged ; hair messier than usual, cheeks and neck flushed down to his chest and dick hanging hard, red and heavy between his legs. his eyes fix on you, pupils dilated and swallowing up the intense red of his irises.
“have fun. you’ve got half an hour,” izuku calls and shuts the barn door.
you smile and wave at katsuki, hoping he doesn’t jump you. “i’m really flattered ya asked for me…”
he chuffs and carefully stalks over to you until you're forced to look up at him.
“i’ve never…” he trails off, hoping you catch on. “never had the chance.”
“really?” you ask in disbelief. “wow, don’t worry, it’s not scary. ahm extra flattered now.”
“tch, whatever.”
your fingers skim his abs. “ ah’ll make sure it’s good for ya.”
his cock gives a slight twitch.
you rise on your feet and press closer to him, chest to chest so you can kiss him. he’s a terrible kisser: all passion and no tact, but he makes up for it with enthusiasm. he grips your rear, pulling you closer. the leaking head of his cock rubs against your tummy, covering you in sticky precum. a whimper bubbles from his throat at the sensation, hips jerking forward to chase more of the feeling.
“touch me here ,” you whisper and guide his hand to your soft tit. “i like that.
so he does, rolling the fleshy mound between his fingers and experimentally rubbing his thumb over your nipple. you squeak against at the shock of pleasure up your spine, and he’s sure the sound is seared into the folds of this brain.
he almost sobs when you eventually move away to climb onto the bench, spreading your legs and wiggling your hips suggestively. “just go slow, okay?”
katsuki gulps and steps into the space made by the cushions between your legs, one shaky hand gripping the fat of your ass cheek. he’s sure you can hear how hard his heart is beating, judging by how you look over your shoulder to give him a reassuring smile. “whenever yer ready.”
after what feels like eternity, katsuki finally works up the courage to carefully guide his dick to your plump lips. he hisses when the tip pops in, your pussy clamping down on the intrusion. his neck feels hot at the sounds you’re making the more of his dick he feeds into you, your head thrown back and mouth stuck open in a low moan. “keep goin’, sweetie .”
the grip on your hip tightens at the nickname. he’s heard you call a few of your friends that as a term of endearment, but hearing it with lust dancing around the edges of the letters is so different .
katsuki gasps wetly when he’s buried himself to the hilt, arms locking around you and face buried in your neck to ground himself. he inhales the scent of your sweet shampoo and oil, trying to think of anything except the vice grip your pussy has on him.
“yer doin’ great,” you whisper in encouragement. “move when ya want.”
katsuki huffs something and slowly starts to move his hips, shivering at the pleasure throbbing through his whole body.
“ah, yeah ,” you moan. “like that, baby. fuck me .”
“god shit ,” he grunts. “i can’t—i can’t .”
you turn your head slightly to look back at him, gasping when his hand wraps around your neck from behind and pulling you in for a kiss. his forehead presses against yours, body jerking from the force of his thrusts.
“mm, baby,” you mewl giddily. “yer fuckin’ me so good , i’m drippin ’ for ya. so sexy, sexy fuckin’ bull. spank me.”
katsuki clumsily smacks the side of your thigh with his free hand, choking on how tight you get. “l-like that?”
“mhm, just like that. doing great. just keep doin’ it.” your arms give our and you’re forced chest down ass up on the bench.
his thrusts become less synchronised and rougher as he focuses on his own pleasure. “fuckin’ fuck— i’m gonna breed you. cum deep inside…” he trails off with a groaning bellow, hips pushed flush against yours and sore dick spitting cum into your waiting body.
katsuki almost collapses on top of you, barely holding himself up with his arms on either side of you.
“ya did good,” you tell him honestly.
“you…you didn’t finish,” he observes.
“it’s fine, don’t worry. ah was just supposed to help ya out. we can do it again tomorrow.”
“tomorrow…”
izuku opening the door ruins the moment. “i must say you’re looking way better now, katsuki.” he grins. “lemme give y/n her shot and both of you can clean up and go to bed.”
“shot?” he asks you, still holding your hips. you wiggle out of his grasp and stand straight, combined fluids dripping down your inner thighs and fur.
“so ah don’t get pregnant.”
“oh…” for some reasons that makes him disappointed.
izuku pokes your arm with the syringe filled with yellow liquid, wiping it off with a alcohol soaked cotton swab and covering it with a cute pink bandage. katsuki cleans up slower compared to you, still in a rut daze.
“all done, good job y/n. you can get cheesecake tomorrow.”
you moo happily and nuzzle the top of his head in thanks.
“you’re welcome, get to bed before arata misses you.”
you wave over your shoulder at katsuki. “see ya, tomorrow, maybe ~”
the bulls that stayed up swoon and whistle at him when he comes back, peeking over their pens to watch him get locked up.
“ so how was it, blondie? who was the heifer?”
“ah heard it was y/n~”
“ooh, ahm almost jealous. that cow’s picky as hell but got a sweet ass on her.”
katsuki scoffs and drowns out their jeers and taunts, thinking about you. a pang of longing and guilt hits his chest.
you didn’t finish .
he chuffs and peeks his head over the pen, examining the lock on the door. he’s seen a million of these before,just has to pull up and back—
.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.
he carefully opens the door to the cow barn, walking down the middle row. he’s not even sure which one is yours. if you’re a former shower, you should have your ribbons on the door. sure enough he sees the four silk ribbons nailed to the door of the last pen on the left. katsuki peeks over and ‘ pssts ’ at you rearranging arata. “hey.”
“oh my, it’s you. what’re ya doin’ here?”
“you didn’t finish.”
“huh? ah told ya we’ll do it again tomorrow. it’s late, yer gonna get in trouble if they see you.”
“can’t we do it here?” he whispers.
“ no , i’m not mating when ma baby is here.”
“ ah can take him .”
“mina! shut the fuck up,” you hiss. “stop eavesdroppin’.”
“ahm serious though. ah’ll even plug up his ears so he doesn’t hear ya screwing.”
you can’t believe you’re even considering this. but you are feeling a little ‘ blue balled ’ and frustrated. “ugh, ah feel like this is a bad idea. we’re not doing it here. “how did ya even open the door?”
“you just pull it up like this and back.” katsuki demonstrates and the door opens.
“wow, yer so smart.” you smile and step out to meet him. “we can go to the meadow, it’s safer there.”
he smiles softly and holds your hand. “let’s go.”
“can’t believe we’re doin’ this. ahm gonna get in trouble, i’ve never gotten in trouble,” you mumble as you and katsuki sneak past the fence into the meadow and under the tree you like to sit at. the light of the full moon casting everything in soft white light.
“so what do ya wanna do?”
katsuki plays with his fingers, pink blush spreading on his cheeks. “i thought we could finish…”
“mm, okay. y’want a kiss?”
“mhm.”
you cup his cheek and turn his face, pressing your lips to his. without the frenzy of rut frustration, he’s much better at this.
“it really was good,” you say against his lips, gently sucking the lower lip into your mouth. “for a first time. with some practice yer gonna make some cows happy.”
“i don’t want other cows,” he mumbles and wraps his arms around your waist, pulling you closer. “you’re perfect.”
he pushes your bangs away, looking into your eyes. “you should show your face more. you’re gorgeous.”
you blink up at him, cheeks warm. “maybe…d’ya really mean what ya said?”
“i did, i’ve liked you for a bit.”
“wow…mina was right,” you mumble thoughtfully and smile. “okay, yeah.”
“and i want to make you feel good,” he adds shyly.
“mm, y’can do that in so many ways, baby,” you purr and rub his biceps. “whatever y’want, baby.”
“i want to eat you out,” he says immediately.
“okay, wow . we’re going very fast,” you giggle. “why that?”
“i’ve been thinking about it…”
“ah, i see. why don’t we save that fer another time and ah’ll take care of ya instead?” you purr and rub suggestive circles on his chest. “just lay back fer me.”
katsuki obeys and lays back on the tree while you kiss down his chest and stomach. his breathing stutters when you plant a soft kiss on his pelvis, purposefully avoiding his cock for now. you moan softly and kiss up the shaft, pumping it slowly with your hand until it starts to fill out.
katsuki whines a little when you kiss the long scar on his pelvis, fisting the grass under him.
“mm,” you moan again when your tongue circles the tip. “you taste good, baby~”
the simple sentence made katsuki blush beet red. he feels lightheaded. his stomach tenses and ripples at the feeling of your mouth, eyes rolling back into his head. it’s wet ; sloppily so. spit and precum drools out of your mouth and down your chin and chest, leaving a sticky trail along the smooth skin. your hand pumping what couldn’t fit in your mouth. with a loud smack, you pull off his dick for air, kissing the almost purple tip. “y’ like it?”
“ yes ,” he whines and gasps when you cup his heavy balls in your hand and give them a mild squeeze. he’s sure if you put your mouth on him again he was gonna cum . “can—can we?”
“mhm, we can. look how wet i am fer ya.” you go up on your knees so he can see the slick glistening between your legs and sticking to the insides of your thighs. “d’ya want me to take the lead?”
he nods meekly. you bite your lip and scooch closer until you can straddle him, dick pressed underneath your cunt. “hold me here,” you instruct and place his hands on your hips. “i’ll go slow.”
“you don’t have to,” he replies. “i can take it.”
“oh?” you coo. “alright then ~”
katsuki’s mouth opens and closes while he watches you brace yourself on your knees,reaching down and lining his leaking tip with your sopping pussy, shoving in pleasure as you slowly sink down onto him. murmurs of ‘so fucking wet ,’ ‘tight ,’ and ‘perfect’ tumble from him as he squeezes your hips.
“fuck… fuck ” he groans,biting his lip to try and hold off his orgasm. he’s sure if he moves he’ll cum and die from embarrassment
but it’s just so fucking good
he gives a few aborted thrusts up into you and bellows loudly. you feel the liquid heat bloom up into you and moan,watching his brow pinch in worry. “no it’s fine, don’t worry.” you kiss his nose for reassurance. “yer doing great.” you pull him closer and kiss the tip of his ear, “it’s okay. yer still hard,see.”
he hisses when you clench around him
“can ya go again?”
he hesitates then nods. you lift your hips and sink back down, the curved fat tip dragging right over your g-spot. your combined fluids making the slide easier and disgustingly loud . “oh god,it’s so good ” he grunts, “you're so warm”
"m-mmm f-fuck..." you whimper and swirl and grind your hips lightly on his cock. you make a noise of protest when the angle changes and no longer hits the spot you need him most. “s-switch with me.”
“huh?” he mumbles dumbly.
you chuff and lift your body off him, shuffling around until you’re laying on the grass. “like this.”
katsuki climbs over you, gasping softly at the way the soft light illuminates your features. “you’re beautiful…”
“thanks.” you smile softly up at him.
his thrusts are hard and fast; the way his cock hits the best parts of you over and over again is slowly turning your brain into mush.the way your hands wrap around him, clutching him for dear life as you moan and shake from the pleasure he had given you just adds more fuel to his desire. “fuck me ! please, please, please , i want it, i want it –” you beg, nails raking down his back.
“ s’good ” he moans,his hips thrusting clumsily up into you, hands grabbing whatever soft flesh on your torso he could.
“breed me,” you moo dazedly, pulling him closer and lock your thighs around his middle.
“you’re gonna be nice and fat with my calves…” he mumbles.
your eyes roll back at his words. he presses on your belly and you nearly buck him off when your orgasm ripples through you,a mixture of your combined fluids squeeze out around the tight ring where you’re both joined.
katsuki grits his teeth and struggles to fuck through the vice grip of your cunt threatening to push him out.
he bellows and fills you up for the second time, keeping his hips pushed right up against yours.
you sigh happily when the heat blooms through your core, his cock twitching inside you. “so good, baby.”
he chuffs softly and kisses your ears, making you giggle.
izuku whistles happily while opening the bull barn door, ringing the hanging bell. “rise and shine everyone. head over to the wash area.”
the bulls grumble and slowly rouse, waiting for him to unhook the latches to their doors. he stops at katsuki’s pen, noticing it’s wide open. “what on earth? where is he!?”
the workers search everywhere for him, panicking at losing a bull. it’s only until they check the cow barn and see the two of you cuddling in your pen do they relax.
“how did he get out?” a worker asks.
“he’s smart, probably figured out the lock. should we leave them?”
izuku sighs fondly at the sight. “maybe just for a few more minutes.”
.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.
arata nibbles katsuki’s ear, trying to get him to play. “play!”
“not now, kid. go find your mom,” katsuki yawns and puts the straw hat over his face.
“play!” arata headbutts him repeatedly, unphasing katsuki.
“hey, it’s nap time.”
arata chuffs and plops on top of katsuki to take a nap. katsuki rubs his back. “i’ll play with you later if you promise to nap.”
“yay! i nap.”
they both snooze under the shade of the tree, enjoying the weather. an hour later, the rustling of grass and sunlight makes katsuki wake up. he squints up at you holding his hat and smiling. “hey, izuku is looking for ya, baby.”
“ugh, what does he want now?”
you hum and shrug your shoulders, patting the sleeping baby in the sling strapped to your chest. “no idea, but he said it’s important. there’s a truck and everything.” you kiss your calf’s sleeping face. “come on.”
katsuki begrudgingly gets up, holding arata close, nuzzling your face before the four of you make your way towards the farm. sure enough there’s a white truck and izuku is conversing with the blonde driver.
“oh katsuki, there you are! i’ve got something for you.” izuku nods at the driver. she pushes the lever down for the back of the truck to open and the ramp to lower.
“ ugh, finally! ” someone chuffs from inside. a female cow with ash blonde hair and fur stomps down the ramp with a brown haired bull behind her.
katsuki stares at them, his eyes prickling with involuntary tears. he puts arata down next to you, the sleepy calf fussing and clinging to your leg. the cow sees him and gasps. “ katsuki?! oh my baby !” she sobs and rubs to hug him, crying into his chest. “i’ve missed you so much. my baby boy.”
the three of them embrace while you stand aside, smiling softly and happy for him.
“i’m sorry we couldn’t protect you,” masaru sniffles. “we missed you everyday.”
“but we’re here now!” mitsuki laughs tearily. “and we’re together, that’s all that matters.”
“yeah,” katsuki says quietly.
you clear your throat, shifting on your feet. katsuki pulls away from his parents and stands next to you. “this is my mate, y/n.”
“very nice to meet ya,” you smile politely. “ah’ve heard a lot about ya.”
“aw, you’re gorgeous. i’m so happy to meet you,” mitsuki smiles and holds your hands.
“and this is ma baby, arata.” you gesture to the calf hiding behind you, then pat the pink sling secured to you. “and our little miracle, mj. she was kind of a happy accident,” you giggle.
masaru waves at arata. arata whines and hides behind katsuki. “he’s adorable. i’m happy for you, katsuki.”
“mj,” mitsuki says in awe and looks at the baby in the sling. “precious baby.”
“katsuki named her after you,” you tell her.
she tears up again, fanning her eyes and trying not to sob. “you sappy little shit, making me cry. i missed you so much.”
katsuki wipes her tears away. “i missed you too.”
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After Class
bottom!ftm Shoto Todoroki x top!masc!teacher Reader
↳ W.C: 840
↳ [EVENT REQUEST] | AFAB Language Used
CW: Public Sex, Teacher-Student (3rd Year Shoto), Aphrodisiacs, Creampie
"I brought you a drink." Shoto walks into your classroom, holding your favorite beverage while locking the door behind him.
"Thanks, I needed that." You smile and take the drink from him. Shoto sits down at his desk while you clean the chalkboard. "How was your day?" You ask, taking a sip.
"It was good.." He trails off. He wasn't paying much attention in class because all he could think about was what would happen later in the day.
"But?" You take a big sip of your beverage.
"I couldn't stop thinking about you." He says softly.
"What exactly were you thinking of?" You ask, walking towards him and growing a boner. Which is unusual, as you're not really all that turned on. Or at least you thought you weren't.
He motions for you to come closer. "I was thinking of you fucking me on my desk." He whispers.
You bite your lip. You've never done it in the classroom, it's too risky but your dick is saying otherwise. You're too horny to deny him, for whatever reason.
"Take your pants off and bend over." You order, pulling away from him and unbuckling your belt.
Shoto quickly complies, not taking long to strip and kicking away the chair so you can fuck him easily.
"Fuck..." You sigh, feeling flushed and like you have a much higher libido. "Did you put something in my drink?" You ask, pulling his underwear down.
Shoto doesn't respond.
"Answer me."
"I put an aphrodisiac in it.." He admits.
You sigh. "I don't even have any condoms...” You run two of your fingers up his wet cunt before prodding them against his entrance. “I don't know if I even have the patience to prep you.”
“It's fine, sir. And…I fingered myself for you…” His cheeks are tinged red.
"You’re such a needy thing." You take out your aching length and slide into his tight cunt. “You better stay quiet, sweetheart. Unless you want to get caught.”
Shoto covers his mouth with his hands, a muffled gasp leaving them as you forcefully thrust into him, your hands gripping his waist. Soft moans leave his pretty lips as you fuck him at a fast pace.
“God-” You groan. “You feel so good, baby.”
Shoto does his best to stay quiet but it's hard with the way you're thrusting inside him so viciously. He almost regrets giving you the drug. Almost.
You turn him onto his back and dig your nails into his waist, indulging in the wonderful feeling of being inside him. He looks pretty as tears fall down his cheeks, his face and hands red as a rose.
Shoto wishes he could speak so he could tell you how good he feels. Words aren't necessary though, his muffled string of moans tell you enough. You bring him close to you, pulling his hand away and bringing him into a sloppy kiss. You rub his clit in circles, getting him close to an orgasm.
His walls flutter around you, moaning into your mouth and shaking as he comes. You pull away from the kiss and slow down, going at a comfortable pace so Shoto doesn't get overwhelmed. Just being inside him is enough to satiate your drugged self.
With Shoto’s “Okay”, you speed up and go back to your previous roughness. He quickly covers his mouth and rolls his head back, crying in pleasure. You unbutton his shirt, just enough to expose the two mounds on his chest. You nip at his neck, softly kissing it and making sure to bite him below the collar. You move down to bite more places, renewing old marks you made and making new ones.
You pull and twist on his nipple, causing him to tighten around your length. He loves when you play with his nipples, they're so sensitive.
Your thrusts start to get sloppier as you get close to your release. Shoto can tell. “Sir..” He tries to be as quiet as possible. “Co- come inside-”
“Shit- are you sure?” You ask, his words not helping the fact that you're currently teetering over the edge of your release. He nods approvingly, the final push that has you dumping your load inside of him.
You pick him up and start fucking him again, still hard due to the aphrodisiac. Shoto bites his hand to silence his whoreish sounds, the new position feeling even better than the last.
You bring him up and slam him down, repeating that over and over as you fuck your cum into him. You’ll have to clean the floor later.
The room is filled with the sounds of skin slapping against skin, wanton moans, and the wet noises from Shoto’s cum filled pussy. Neither of you care about getting caught anymore, you're too desperate for him and he feels too damn good.
This goes on for at least an hour, lucky for you, you don't get caught.
But now you have to deal with the fact that you just came inside Shoto for the nth time today.
𝐖𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐄𝐑'𝐒 💌: happy fathers day! even though the part before the cut is more focused on the mother-son relationship, the cut after is all about bakugo and his son. I hope you enjoy it!
𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒. attempted sexual assault, the reader is implied as a female (mother), big fluff
𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒. domestic!bakugo x domestic!reader, domestic!bakugo with son (platonic), domestic!reader with son (platonic), domestic!reader with daughter (platonic).
Bakugo's son is nothing like him at first. He never clung to his mama's leg, pleading with big, glossy puppy dog eyes just to be picked up as Kinnosuke did with you. He was also very sensitive, concluding that he wasn't the baby no longer ever since his newborn sister was brought into the world. He had to share his toys and your attention and thought that you didn't love him anymore.
But now at age 16-17, he's almost like bakugo's replica. He even inherited bakugo's bitch-resting face, I mean, all the bakugo pupils did; Kinnosuke just doesn't act up around you, still looking at you for guidance with a soft gaze and never swears around your presence. He tries to stay away from things he knows that'll disappoint you, but occasionally be the adolescent teen with the blood of a bakugo coursing through him, tempting him to erect trouble.
However, there was this one incident that occurred on the bus. He didn't understand why you both took the bus even when you had a car, but he didn't complain. Mothers knows best, he supposes. A man from behind you attempted to pinch your butt and nearly on instinct, he gripped onto the man's wrist and glared at him with bakugo's infamous death stare, making the enemy nearly evaporate from the heat of his scowl.
In all this, you don't recognize an assault was planned on you, just grabbing your son's hand and dragging him out of the bus. He just returns to a normal soft gaze when he looks at his mother.
It wasn't like he despised his father, he still loved him even when he's older, he just preferred you.
But he won't forget that time where they were taking a nice father-son stroll around the neighborhood on a warm day. He had his little stubby five-year-old hand engulfed by bakugo's much rougher and older ones. He walked in the inside of the sidewalk while bakugo walked to the side nearer to the street, always protective on instinct when it came to his family.
They came across a house with a large chained fence and a metal sign hung on the said fence. It was titled, "BEWARE DOG", But with his limited vocabulary, he didn't understand what it meant at the time and paid no attention to it.
That was when a Cane Corso dog shot up on the porch it was resting on and raced to meet the duo by the fence with its canine teeth exposed, barking very loudly and not in the familiar way a golden retriever would greet him.
Kinnosuke unleashes a tiny exclamation and jerks his hand out of bakugo's which he also lets out a minor gasp, then runs to his side, wrapping his dwarf arms around his leg.
The dog still fires his needless rage on the pair as bakugo lifts the frightened child from his leg and brings him to his chest without a word. He knows the dog won't do anything because it's behind a strong barrier and in whatever situation it gets ahead of the said strong barrier, he'll just hold his son high and blast it beyond space. Besides, the dog is just protecting its own family from any intruders. Kinnosuke is still a little skeptical of dogs to this day.
As they returned home, bakugo reminded Kinnosuke who was still in his arms.
"Big things are scary, but the only thing to make it stop being scary is to be bigger than itself and make it seem smaller."
It was that quote that led him to be the future's top pro-hero.
Want to see more domestic imagines or just my works in general? check out my 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓 or even consider following for more! I'm still fairly new, so there isn't much, but I hope it's enough to get you to enjoy it!
'The Forbidden Flame.' Masterlist Prince Bakugou Katsuki x Reader
Synopsis: In a world where royalty are born and bred to sit upon a throne built by their ancestor's aeons ago, there is a prince who is destined to sit upon the throne but there is worry amongst those of the high council. Will this Prince ever be able to shake the shackles of his ancestorial rage and become a just and rightful King? Or will he simply be another spindle in the wheel that continues to crush those of lesser importance?
Warnings: Similiar setting to House of the Dragon (the era, how royalty works) but not entirely, dragons, eventual smut, deceit, violence, blood, all characters are over the ages of 18, mentions of different religions, misogynistic themes, character deaths. No beta readers, we die like kings. (Will update individual chapters with warnings also.) MDNI.
The Glossary
Chapter I: ['The Barbarous Prince'] [28/08/22] [5086 wc.]
Chapter II: ['The Summer Solstice'] [31/08/22] [6829 wc.]
Chapter III: ['Seeking Respite'] [04/09/22] [8181 wc.]
Chapter IV: ['Dance of the Dragon'] [10/09/22] [7677 wc.]
Chapter V: ['The Crimson King'] [15/09/22] [7469 wc.]
credit for the background image/banner: @vampyrsm please do not plagiarise, or recommend my work to places such as TikTok. Date format is DD/MM/YY.
Over the Garden Wall - Masterlist
Benedict Bridgerton x Princess!Reader
18+
Summary: The youngest daughter of Queen Charlotte and King George, plagued by the same illness as her father, grows tired of her lonely and isolated existence. When escaping the prison-like castle she has been sequestered in for her entire life, she meets a young man who shares her love for painting and whom she can not stop thinking about. Secrets, betrayal, and love all fight against one another. Which one will win?
Series Warnings: Love at first sight; POV third person; eventual smut; isolation; dramatic/inaccurate depictions of mental illness; thoughts of death; there will be fluff, okay? I swear; potential historical inaccuracies; complex mother/daughter relationship; historical medical practices; SIMP Benedict; idgaf about historical canon; complicated sibling relationships; execution by hanging
Tags specified before each chapter
(Tags will be updated as the story continues)
Last Updated: 03/28/24 (Complete)
*indicates smut
Chapter One - Loathing Boredom
Chapter Two - Ruinous Secrets
Chapter Three - Never is a Promise
Chapter Four - As the Poets Say
Chapter Five - Vagrant Body
Chapter Six - Codes and Clues
Chapter Seven - Dig My Fingers in
Chapter Eight - No Light of My Own
Chapter Nine - This Sweet Plague *
Chapter Ten - Tricked By the Past
Chapter Eleven - No Label, No Name
Chapter Twelve - Keeping Time
Chapter Thirteen - Only You Can Mend
Chapter Fourteen - Not Above Violence
Interlude - Lady Whistledown
Chapter Fifteen - Matching Wounds
Chapter Sixteen - Go Along to Be With You
Chapter Seventeen - Balanced on Desire
Interlude - Marietta
Chapter Eighteen - Oh, My One
Chapter Nineteen - Like Fuel to Fire *
Chapter Twenty - If I Send for You
Interlude - Honeymoon *
Chapter Twenty One - An Atom and a Star
Chapter Twenty Two - The Bed I Was Born In *
Chapter Twenty Three - Don't Wait to Understand
Chapter Twenty Four - Fingers Laced a Crown
Chapter Twenty Five - Here to Kingdom Come *
Epilogue - A Moment, A Love
Drabble - Pall Mall Drabble - Picnic Drabble - Like Mother, Like Son Drabble - Jealousy Drabble - More Than a Maid Drabble - Coronation Day Drabble - Second Son Drabble - Number Four Drabble - Reasonably Unreasonable Drabble - Tag, You're It Drabble - Sisters Drabble - Spoiled Drabble - Opal of the Season Drabble - Fit for Family Drabble - Garden in Bloom * (smut adjacent) Drabble - What if? AU
Homicidal — {Feat. SOMI}
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A/N: Hi. This is my first ever writing and posting. It could be better if I were an English speaker, but please know that I tried my best to fit in. Thank you so much @coldfanbou for such a heartwarming welcome!
Prequel (Part 1)
Tags: Bondage, master-slave, mentions of death, fingering, creampie, kinda psychopathic
With a bundle of masking tape and rope in your right hand, you walk toward Somi.
"S-sorry, master... Please, you don't have to do this!"
She is begging for your last drop of mercy, kneeling in front of you.
"What did I tell you, bitch? One more time and I said that I would fucking kill him, didn't I?"
"But..."
She has no words to use for an excuse.
"Isn't it so simple? My dick or his love, and you chose my dick! But why, and how could you still meet up with this fucker?"
You yell at her at the same time tying up the man lying behind kneeling Somi—you already knocked him out.
"No... I'm sorry, please let him go, please..."
She is tearing up, watching you tie the man up and hang him on the wall by his limp arms and legs—and his neck. She knows this is an execution she could never stop.
"Come here, whore."
You then start tying her arms and legs behind her back.
"Wh-what are you doing, master?"
You lift her tied body onto the table.
"I'm gonna give you one last chance."
You grin, like a psychopath, in the middle of bursting anger at the sight of teary-eyed Somi tied up on the table, totally naked.
"Mmmph! Mmmph!"
The man woke up and immediately sees what's happening in front of his face.
"Shut the fuck up,"
You slap him on his cheek hard and he yells even louder.
"I said shut up! Or I'm gonna kill you,"
You say to him somewhat calmly as you tighten the tense of the rope on his throat. The man silenced down out of fear for his life.
A fantastic eureka for you as you come up with a dangerous idea.
"Maybe SHE's gonna kill you."
Startled by what you said Somi shakes her head.
"N-no, I'm not! Of course not..."
You then bring some more ropes and let it around the guy's neck several times.
"So, Somi."
"Y-yes, master..."
You give her a finger-thick strand of rope to bite. She bites it and listens to you nervously, and unconvinced.
"If you open your mouth, this will choke him to death, okay? This is the last chance I'm giving you."
A sudden despair covers her eyes as she tears up again.
"Pweah, maghter, no... Nngh!"
You insert two fingers inside her cunt. Surprisingly—or not surprising at all—it's leaking with her water.
"What a fucking cumslut you are, Somi. Wet even at the edge of your boyfriend's death."
"Mmmh, mmm!"
With the clacking sound of his struggle, you can hear the helplessness out of his desperate scream as the fear of a certain death already chokes him.
Encouraged by the afraid, fearful cheer from the guy you up the pace. The only sound Somi's able to let out are screams of ecstasy and despair.
"Nnngh, mmph!"
The squelching sound of her cunt and the scenery of this lewd, ruining act slowly hardens your dick. And as you expected, the man on the wall is growing horny too as her girlfriend Somi is being finger-fucked by you, her master.
"Look at him, Somi. This helpless dumbass is hard just with watching you being banged. By someone else. Does he really know that he'll die when you cum? And what's so good about that pathetic little dick? I can hardly tell that it's erect. Don't you LOVE to be fucked by a cock huge like mine?"
She was barely keeping it in between her teeth as your fingers constantly press on the button on her convulsing wall.
"Pweah, sir, pweas... Mmm!"
"Please what, Somi? Talk to me."
She definitely knows that this should stop, but her body resists to stop. Already a cockslave for you, she loses her mind completely and gives in to the boiling lust as she cums and shouts.
"Aaaah!!! Ah, f-fuck, NO! No...!"
Her mouth gave way to the orgasmic yelp and the rope in her mouth was now gone. The man struggles and wiggles his body for his dear life but soon goes totally limp.
She yelled nos and pleases all the way but you knew they meant nothing more than her pointless tries to lessen the guilt of her boyfriend's death.
"No? You want no more?"
"No... I... Please, master... Please..."
Her reason and instinct collides as she watches the man lose his life.
"He's gone now. So talk to me, Somi. Please what? Do you want me to stop?"
"No, sir... Please..."
And this is the very moment when a girl hungry for sex becomes one of your toys, as Somi pleads you to go on completely conquered by lust.
"Please... Keep... going master. Keep going,"
"That's my good little slut."
You immediately insert your hardened dick into Somi's cunt.
"Aah, fuck! Th-thank you, sir... Oh my god!"
She is being totally ruined by you. In front of her dead boyfriend, she is serving her master's cock with all her effort. She even thanks for it. You look at her lust-filled eyes and the focal point of them is gone as the only thing she sees is the heaven your ramming cock is knocking at.
Tears run slowly down her cheeks as she shuts her eyes for upcoming climax. Those are certainly not tears of grief, because you see the curl at the corners of her mouth grow bigger each second.
"Look at you. You're feeling even better without him, aren't you? You don't need any other guys than me. You only need me to treat you as a fucktoy to ruin and throw away."
Your thrusts grow even harsher as she chokes on her own orgasm.
"Fuuuck, master, fuck me please ohh-"
Her mouth is held open as she violently cums.
You keep fucking her through her orgasm as she screams out blurry words full of ecstasy.
"Gaah, fuuck I'm-oh my god th-thank you master! So good-fuck!"
Her unbelievable tightness makes your high approach very much closer.
"I'm cumming Somi! Fuckin' take it...!"
Her body tenses up for the last time and she goes completely limp as you explode inside her waiting womb. Filled to the brim with your cum, she twitches and breathes heavily, irregularly.
"Now you know who only owns you, you piece of meat."
You slap her ass and leave the room as she is sobbing in the middle of one of her highest orgasms, the sight of her loving boyfriend's cold dead body on the floor beginning to return to her fucked up mind.
I know your like taking a break and shit, and no rush and no expectations but I was wondering if you could do a Kiara X R fic.
Could be where r is JJ's sibling (male or female or gn) and like JJ's at John B's for the night and R is at home alone w their dad and being the abusive asshole he is, he beats R up(really bad) and R doesn't want to worry JJ so they goes to Kiara instead, they could be dating already or not. They climb through her window and she sees what happened and she is just panicked because she didn't know their dad was abusive to that extent. Anyway she patches them up and they talk about it and then they just lay down with their head on Kiara's stomach while she strokes their hair??
I hope your having a much needed break and enjoying it. I hope your well and there is no rush or need to do this but it is just an idea.
𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐭 || 𝐊𝐢𝐚𝐫𝐚 𝐂𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐞𝐫𝐚
"𝘞𝘩𝘦𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘐 𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘢𝘤𝘩 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘐'𝘮 𝘢𝘭𝘸𝘢𝘺𝘴 𝘨𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘤𝘭𝘰𝘴𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘚𝘢𝘺𝘪𝘯' 𝘪𝘵 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘭𝘰𝘶𝘥 𝘚𝘰 𝘵𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘖2"
Inspo: Brakence - introvert
Pairing: Kiara Carrera x Maybank!Male!reader
Summary: An introvert at heart and in the most chaotic times...
Warnings: Talks of abuse and verbal abuse with the faintest bit of fluff. So overall angst.
Words: 1639
DNI IF YOU’RE SENSITIVE TO WARNINGS ABOVE!!!
Fine.
That’s the answer you gave everyone when they asked how you were doing. So small. So minuscule. So far from the truth.
Fine.
What else was there to say? What could you tell? Nothing was the answer. Truthfully, you wanted to keep it this way. You wanted people to leave you be once you gave them the answer they wanted. Save them from a conversation that may only aggravate them and make you feel like an idiot. Why offer that vulnerability?
Because for a time, you could give that to someone. Allow them into your heart and swim in the wonders of your desires and passions. But time passed, life changed like it did and you slowly felt your chest hollow out. Only able to push out a lie that people were too misguided to understand that it was a lie.
Fine.
Extracting that purity from yourself allowed you to live a life that may be a lie, but saved you from pity. A chance to fight on your own in a war that never seemed to end. A constant fight for survival in exchange for the faintest bits of happiness. As much as your love came straight from the source, your outlook on sociality was cupidity. But you fought that part of yourself just as long as you had been subjected to a fight for a breath. A fight for life.
A fight for love.
Maybe you were just a fool. Maybe you were wishing upon motes in the sky that were just too far out of reach–a star to change your worthless existence. Because John B was happy with what he had. Lived on his own, had an amazing girlfriend and hung out with you and the rest of the Pogues. JJ was your brother, sticking close to the ones he cared for. Pope was happy cleaning his father’s docks and being the smartest one in the room. And Kiara lived on Figure Eight and loved making you stumble over your words. But you were…
Fine.
That was it. Just, fine. Nothing special. Nothing extravagant to talk about and nothing worth admiring. You stuck out like a sore thumb. A mismatch within the group of delinquents. A glitch in the system some would say. And you weren’t sure if it was just because that was how life was or if this was who you were meant to be the entire time. But, sometimes, you did wonder what the end of your life would be just so you knew if this pain and suffering were even worth it in the end. Because, at the moment, you were puffing off of hope and gathering whatever strength you had to get out of bed in the morning.
“You’re a worthless little shit, you know that?”
One foot in front of the other.
“JJ was enough, but you? Your mother should’ve gotten rid of you before you came into the picture.”
A falter in your step. Cheek stinging and nose still running with a stream of blood.
“You’re a failure, Y/n! A nobody! A fucking loser!”
In the end, you knew what you needed. A father. Just a man to look up to. Someone to lean on and entrust your secrets to. A chance to learn what it took to understand for becoming a man.
But it’s fine.
There was a chance he was right. You were a nobody. Never had a girlfriend. Never accomplished anything with your life. So, maybe, just maybe, he was just stating the obvious. Maybe you were taking this all a little too harshly and he was just trying to knock some sense into you.
Approaching the all too familiar house on the edge of the coast, you made your way along the side of the structure. Finding the pipe and gripping on. Hands faltering and slipping from the blood that was stuck to your palms. Staring down at the red for a second. Then another. Another.
Blinking rapidly, you rubbed your hand against your pants before grabbing onto the pipe and began to climb. Body aching and screaming in mercy for you to stop–to give up and stop running from reality. Reaching the landing, you carefully leaned against the frame of the house, using it as a support until you reached the window. Just barely opened half an inch. The perfect sliver of room for you to climb inside.
Slowly sliding the window open and slipping inside. There was no sign of her, so, you took advantage of the chance to be alone. A shaky exhaling was released from your lips as you limped towards the bed. Pulling your bloody shirt from your body and climbing into the bed. Shivering as you pulled the blankets over your body.
Her scent was embedded in these sheets and pillows. The general smell of freshly burnt incents was all the more relaxing to your dissociated state. Able to be absent from your mind and body and just enjoy what very little bit of happiness found in this lonely hour.
Yet, that bit of time alone was expunged when the bathroom door opened with the shadow of a figure appearing on the wall you faced. Whipping your head around and able to find Kiara’s tired expression. But it took only a split second for it to morph into one of shock and then horror. The one thing you had not hoped to see tonight or in the weeks you spent recovering in a household that was a minefield.
“Y/n, what the fuck happened?” Kiara rushed around the bed, watching you move to the opposite of the bed. Concern swam in her eyes full of the purity that could be extracted from the entire concept of love.
Pushing out a hearty laugh, you raised your hands in reassurance. “Baby, I am fine,” you reassured. “Just ran into some junkies wanting some money. Beat the fuck out of me. Nothing more and nothing less.”
“Y/n, you and I both know that you could take a few junkies,” Kiara stated, closing the space between the two of you. Hands holding your face, flinching when you hissed in pain from the faintest pressure applied to the fresh wound. You were busted up pretty badly. Bottom lip split, your right eye the size of a golf ball, your cheek purple, and your stomach was black and purple in all kinds of spots. “What happened, babe?” You chewed on your bottom lip, unable to meet the girl’s warm gaze. Blood pressure already reaching its limit, furthering the beat of your heart being in her embrace.
But if you bit your tongue, forget the pain, maybe you could hold back the tears. Hollow out the O2 in the air and create a barrier from the truth that you couldn’t submit her to knowing. She didn’t need to deal with this. There was enough on her plate as it is. She didn’t need to deal with you.
“I’m fine.” Your response caused the girl to clench her jaw, shifting her weight from leg to leg. Unable to bite back the tears as she shook her head, looking up at you almost pleadingly. All she wanted was the truth. That was all you’d ever given her since the two of you met at John B’s. A fresh face in your mind and somewhere to commit your serotonin. “I- I just don’t have a great life back home, Kie. It’s nothing to write to someone-”
“Your dad did this?” The sheer impact of her tone sent red flags flying, lost to found in the endless plains of your mind. She stood at the center with fire being left with every step she took. It was too late to recover from your mistake as the girl took the tiniest step towards you, evaporating whatever little space the two of you had left. “Y/n, did he do this?”
Hearing her speak so…painfully, brought on your own set of emotions you managed to forget. Tears brimming in your eyes as you looked up at the girl. These emotions, these feelings, you’ve bottled them up for years and put on an act to save you from this. From the look of shock and sympathy from the people you loved. And telling someone you loved that your father abuses you wasn’t anything romantic. If anything, you were made to feel like a weakling for not standing up for yourself. For not getting help and putting your father in prison. But that left so many endless possibilities of what would happen in return if you did that.
Because all you needed was Kie. Her presence alone was able to give you reasoning for everything you did. Whatever scheme your father liked to scrape up and place you as the victim, she made the pain worth it. And in no way was that healthy, you understood that. But if you left, if you were made to find a new family, you weren’t sure what you would do with yourself. You needed her. She didn’t need you and didn’t need you in her life, but she welcomed you every time.
“I couldn’t go to JJ about this,” you whispered, tasting the salty tears on your tongue. “I need to be with you, Kie.”
Your words made the girl’s lips form into a large smile, face scrunching up as she sniffled and held back a sob. Only able to offer a nod as she pulled you to the bathroom where she patched you up to the best of her capabilities. Soon enough, you lay your head on her stomach, fast asleep from the feeling of Kiara’s hand brushing through your blonde strands. But she wasn’t able to shake the rage. The fury she was building up for your father.
Because it isn’t fine.
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