dynamite | katsuki bakugo x reader

part 36 ⭑

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The dimmed bedroom sky filled with heavy breaths, the stench of sweat and occasional cries of pleasure. Locking your feet around his head, you chewed on the sleeves of his folded hoodie and used it to muffle your moans.

Bakugo's low growls of hunger and desperation made you laugh, only to be instantly silenced by the swirling of his tongue. Arching your back and squinting your eyes, it felt as if your entire body was hot.

There was a puddle beneath your sensitive part, made of his spit and your precum. Clutching onto the stained sheets, you bit down on your lower lip and yelped, "Not there..!" before releasing another pant.

Parting away his lips, you could hear the tearing of a condom package down below. Bakugo was breathing heavily too, with his other hand wrapped around and stroking an area you didn't want to think about.

Swirling his finger around that part, and spitting out warm saliva until it streamed down the insides of your thighs, Bakugo chuckled lowly and groaned into your skin. "I can't wait any longer." he whispered.

Closing your eyes and sighing, you flipped over and felt the uncomfortable pressure against a random zit on your hip. Dragging your nails down the sheets, your ears picked up the sound of stretching elastic.

It only took a second before there was a red handprint marked on your skin, the stinging pain of each playful spank making you grit your teeth. "Katsuki, be gentle!" your body flinched without your brain wanting to.

"My bad." his voice was lighter, and now his fingertips were gliding and squeezing over the handprints he inflicted. "You're just so fuckin' hot." the two of you laughed, and your eyes peeked back to stare.

"Where did you get that anyways?" turning over onto your back, the wet spot from before felt cold against your spine. Lifting up your feet and bringing them to his crotch, the soles of your foot curled around it.

"I bought it, isn't that obvious? It's flavored, too! Pretty cool, huh?" you had to block your eyes, trying not to catch a glimpse of him twitching it by will. Despite that, your feet continued to stroke and pick up his warm precum.

"Gross.." there was an undeniable grin on your face, and a sparkle in your eye made of lust. When you sat up, the bed squeaked and that disgusting feeling of cold remained atop your bare, textured skin.

Gulping down a batch of saliva, you watched your hand reach forward and grasp onto the its shaft. Peeking up at his face and showing him that sparkle in your eye, Bakugo brushed a few strands of hair behind your ear.

"I've never-" you tried, but then-

"Be a good girl, and suck it." he tried not to giggle as he said that, his smirk full of hunger but not for food. Nodding your head and listening to the sound of dripping spit, your fingers caressed over every vein and beauty mark.

Your tongue found its way curving around the tip, swirling inside of all the minor crevices. He groaned and scrunched the back of your hair, scooting closer and shoving the shaft further inside your mouth.

The reeking stench of sweat came from further down, and your giggles were muffled past this point. Your legs were trembling, and your hand gliding down his thighs. Tugging him closer, you were holding your breath.

There was a sticky stream of saliva coursing down your chin, while sounds of suction played out in the background and blasted your ears. His precum filled your mouth with heat, and the cracks in your lips began to split.

Glaring up at him and not knowing whether to push deeper, Bakugo's nose was scrunched and his eyelids fluttering in pleasure. His fingers gripped onto your head, forcing you down and making you choke.