Ten Days of Katsuki (Todobaku)

Day 7, Part 4 🧡

I wrap my legs around Bakugou's waist as we continue making out on the floor. His thumb massages the spot behind my ear as he sucks on my bottom lip. I pull away to kiss and nip at his jaw. Bakugou slides his hand up into my hair and tugs on the ends, forcing a sharp moan out of me.

"Flip over," he says.

He backs off me so I can readjust myself onto my hands and knees. Bakugou slaps my ass a few times before spreading it open. His thumb feels hot against my entrance as he teases it in small circles.

"Want me to fuck this tight little hole?"

I moan louder as he continues to rub it. My back caves in a bit and I dip my head. And just when I'm on the verge of bursting from how turned on I am, Bakugou replaces his thumb with his tongue.

"Oh, fuck," I whisper.

Bakugou chuckles as he switches between licking the opening and slipping his tongue inside. Feeling highly sensitive right now, I bite the inside of my lip and shut my eyes. Muffled moans ring throughout the room. Bakugou has a serious talent for this, teasing me just enough with soft licks and kisses before getting more aggressive with it.

"You taste so good, baby," he mumbles. "You're so pretty."

I lower myself so I'm resting on my forearms, my ass still high in the air for Bakugou to devour. Even though I recently orgasmed, this feels way too amazing that I'm already hard again. A bit of pre cum leaks out when he shoves his tongue in especially deep, only to be heightened when Bakugou takes one of his hands off my ass to pump my cock.

"Katsuki," I whine.

Bakugou kisses my left cheek. "Yeah, baby?"

"I need you."

Bakugou laughs and takes his hand off my dick. Tilting my head around, I see he's sitting on his heels with two fingers in his mouth, lathering them up. Getting a full view of his torso makes me blush. His body is unreal, by far the most beautiful I've ever seen.

He smirks when we lock eyes. "Damn, you're cute."

Bakugou positions himself on his knees again and penetrates me with his finger. My body is hit with relief more than anything. I'm so needy for Bakugou that I'm always craving his touch. And even when he touches me, I still crave more.

Bakugou works slowly as he stretches me open, most likely so he doesn't hurt me given I'm still sore from yesterday. I know I told him I don't mind some pain, but I appreciate that he's being so gentle. It signifies that he really cares about me, not that I suspected he didn't before.

His movements are a bit faster when he adds a second finger. With all the moaning I'm doing, it's not a mystery as to why. Something I like about our dynamic is that we're both equally desperate for each other. Bakugou switches back and forth between using his fingers and his tongue again, and I have no complaints with either. Though I am happy that he ultimately uses three fingers to scissor me open since two wasn't enough last night.

Bakugou waits for me to signal that I'm ready. When I do, I expect him to then immediately shove his length inside me. However, he doesn't. I tilt my head around to ask him what the holdup is, but get my answer as soon as I see his face.

A sinister smile tugs at his lips, the smile that only graces his face when he has a mischievous idea. Following his gaze, my eyes land out in front of me, peering at the sliding doors leading out to the balcony.

I sit up and spin around. "You can't be serious."

That smirk on his face tells me he very much is. "Why not? It's not like anyone can see us."