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That night in your bed, you both felt the ominous cloud, heavy and fat and pregnant in the room. The dark storm of lust, lined with purple lightning heat-flashes of a deep, delicious wanting. Finally, after several minutes of the thick sexual tension, he spoke.
With his actions.
He rolled over curtly, raising himself on his palms above you before lowering his body on top of yours, setting a knee between your thighs and spreading them as you rutted against his thigh, barely able to keep your moans in as you felt his skin touch yours.
"Fuck me," you said, grasping at his hair. His eyes widened at your bluntness, before a sly smirk lit his features, turning them devilishly clever.
He tugged off his shirt, throwing it somewhere on the tiled floor. He unbuttoned your pajama shirt, nearly ripping it in half as he yanked it off of you, nearly panting at the sight of your breasts cradled in your lace white bra. He was immersed in the throes of teenage love as he slid your panties down your legs, soaked with your juices, and tossed them over his shoulder.
"Like that?" He cooed with a teasing smirk before delving his face in the crook of your neck, nipping and sucking the skin there. You moaned as he rocked into you, his powerful hips moving back-and-forth at a frantic rate. You clutched your white linen sheets as you felt him enter you, his muscled arms posted on either side of your head securing him and making sure he didn't fall into you.
"Fuck," you moaned. "Fuck, Bakugo!"
"Katsuki!" He corrected, and rammed into you harder, bruising your g-spot. "C-call me Katsuki, damn it!" His voice trembled with the effort it took to not scream in pleasure. He felt so much more fucking sensitive as he drove his cock into your pussy. Tears brimmed at your eyes, which were squeezed so tightly shut it must have hurt.
It felt like his first time all over again, but better. Shit, was he still high on the weed?
He snuffled in your delicious scent as he whammed into your clit. Nothing mattered anymore, except you. He wanted to give you pleasure.
He pulled out, his eyes dark and mysterious in the light from the moon and stars. At your questioning look, he smirked against the lips of your cunt, before thrusting his tongue into you, sucking and licking. You screamed as you locked your thighs around his head, nearly suffocating him as he fuckced you with his tongue.
"Katsuki! Oh fuck!" You cried out. He looked up at you between your legs with an amused expression, his tongue flicking out from between his teeth and licking a stripe up your pussy. He brushed the pad of his thumb over your puckering hole, making you gasp softly.
"Give me a ride," he breathed harshly into the night. He grabbed you, sitting up and tugging you on his lap. You seated yourself down on his large cock, easing down his member and hissing in mixed pain and pleasure from his size. You bounced up and down, his wet balls smacking your ass cheeks, your hands planted on his thick, brawny, broad shoulders. His pubes tickled your aching heat and you whooped in gratification as his thrusts up into you became sloppier, your bounces on his dick becoming heavier and more frantic and rapid.
"Cum in me," you breathed against his skin as you sucked and nipped at his neck. "C-come in me, Katsuki. Fuck me and fill my pussy with your cum."
"Fuck!" he hissed out between his gritted teeth, the muscles in his jaw jumping and quivering. "Fuck, Y/n!" He moaned out your name before coming in you, his hips seizing and every muscle in his body clenching with his sweet release. You came too, and at the exact same time, letting out one final scream as you did so, spilling your white milk down his dick in twin trickles, creaming around his huge monster cock.
He popped out of you, leaving you feeling empty and pleasantly tired. There were spots of you and his orgasmic fluids on the sheets that would have to be cleaned later, so you simply stripped the mattress and threw the mountain of bed-covers and blankets onto the floor.
He connected his lips with yours, hungrily kissing you, his muscled, large hands cupping your face. After one to two second(s), he stopped kissing you and rolled over in bed on his back. The AC was on, making the sweat on your skin vanish. He bundled you into his arms, cuddling you into his chest like a plushie and squeezing you before you both fell asleep, dreaming pleasant dreams.
