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🍋Katsuki Bakugo: 24 hours Part 1🍋

(A/N): I didn't proof read so don't come at me, There will be a part 2 released later this week . Enjoy my loves!

Gripping tighter to her hips I couldn't help but lean my head back slightly before looking at her ass through half lidded eyes, my hand moving from her hip to slap her ass as she let out a moan, the walls of her pussy squeezing tightly as I slapped her ass again. Her hands gripping the sheets as she turned her head over her shoulder to look back at me and smirk.

"Such a good little slut" I praised as she started to throw her ass back. Meeting my thrusts while reaching between her legs to rub her clit.

"Fuck..." The word was almost inaudible as I pulled out just far enough to leave the tip in before thrusting into her, the walls of her pussy tightening again as I picked up my pace as the pleasure started to build and my orgasm was about to hit.

****

"I can't get her out of my head" I muttered while resting my chin on the table of the café we were at.

"The girl you were dancing with a few weeks ago?" Kirishima questioned before taking a bite of his breakfast sandwich.

Nodding my head I sat up straight and let a heavy sigh escape before clearing my throat and looked out the window, freezing as I saw her walking across the street.

"That's her" I muttered and sat there a moment longer, watching her move further from my sight.

"Go!" Kirishima laughed while shooing his hands in my direction. I was out of my chair in seconds and crossed the street without a second thought to the cars beeping and screeching to a stop. The commotion made her turn her head over her shoulder, her eyes meeting mine.

Jesus did all the air just leave my lungs?

"Hi"

"Hello" her voice was soft and delicate, nothing like she was from the other night. I didn't know what to say, I just sort of stood there in shock.

"Look it's dynamight!" A girl shrieked in the background, her eyes flickering to the voice behind me.

"Your fans await you" she spoke softly nodding towards a small crowd that was undoubtedly starting to form.

"They can wait-" I muttered, finally finding my voice. "You left before I had the chance to get your number"

"Go ahead and say hi, I can wait a few minutes" she interrupted and turned on her heel to go sit on a bench nearby, pulling her phone from her purse and scrolling through it. I couldn't help but grumble slightly before turning around a little annoyed but bright smile as I greeted some of the fans.

****

That took longer than I expected but I was pleased to see her sitting on the bench, she hadn't moved except to place her phone back in her bag and stood as I approached her.

"I'm sorry, Thanks for waiting."

"Sure"

It was quiet between the two of us for a few more seconds and I couldn't help but look over her appearance, a white blouse that had a few open buttons at the top, showing just enough for a reminder of how my lips attacked her skin, and the way my hands cupped her boobs so perfectly and a black pencil skirt that hugged her curves perfectly.

"Fuck" I whispered before I could stop myself. Her eyes drifted from mine and down to the hard on that was uncomfortably pressed against my pants. The fucking sexual tension was fogging up my head. I wanted to say something...anything.

"I've got to get going..." she said softly and took a step backwards "but if you find my number that I left, feel free to call me" she spoke with a teasing smile.