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It had happened so fast.The overwhelming swell of lust consumed you both, dragging you under the waves until there was no oxygen left - only Bakugou.
He was your air, your reason to draw breath; all you wanted was to make him happy.
You had expected to settle on your haunches, to worship him whilst he towered overhead. His frame was so mammoth and imposing; broad shoulders and muscles barely contained by his dark button-up.
With his sleeves rolled to his elbows, you nearly drooled at the sight of his corded forearms and the strength they displayed.
Instead, you found yourself stripped bare and tossed atop his massive bed, bouncing on the brushed cotton sheets.
You had whined as he kissed down your torso, showing no sign of removing his clothes and that simply wouldn’t do.
“Kat - please.”
His crimson eyes rolled in feigned annoyance but the smirk showed exactly how pleased he was that you want to see more of him.
“For a kiss,” he bartered with a smug smile.
You were more than willing to oblige, pulling him down by his collar until your lips crashed against his. The kiss was a mixture of sweet and salty, the pace alternating between slow and steady to hurried and frantic. Katsuki tasted like whiskey - smoky and peaty - delicious enough to make you lick your swollen lips as he drew back.
The button-up disappeared into a dark corner leaving him bare-chested and magnificent. A literal wall of muscle with a scattering of scars, and it stole your breath to look at him.
Your foot braced against his toned pec, taking in the sight of the ash blond God that knelt between your thighs, drinking him down in delight.
Katsuki kissed along your calf until his nose pressed against the fat of your thigh, a low moan issuing from his throat sending sparks to dance in your veins.
You could hardly believe it; the big burly pro hero known for his surly, no-nonsense attitude was pussy drunk - on you, no less!
The blond licked a fat strip up your soaked cunt, tugging on the puffy flesh of your lower lips with insistent motions.
Guttural groans vibrated into your throbbing clit, your bud tender from the array of orgasms that the hulking male had pulled from you!
Your toes sank into the bunching muscles of his broad shoulders, sensing their every ripple as he prodded once more at your gushing entrance. Slick already coated his fingers, drenched up to the knuckles as he pressed against your velvet walls.
“So good - taste so fucking delicious,” he grunted, lips dancing across your flesh with his every word.
“Suki - baby. Please, one more.”
Eyes of the brightest rubies locked with your own, widening as he jerked once then twice. His digits pressed firmly against your front wall.
The weight on the bed dipped, Bakugou rolling sideways on a panted breath to reveal a large damp pant on the front of his tight boxers.
“Fuck - never cum untouched before you.”
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