My Model | Katsuki Bakugo x Reader

9

You were surprised by his sudden movement but even more surprised by what he did next.

He pulled you close and hugged you tightly.
One of his arms around your waist keeping you close, the other on your thigh.

"You know I'm still a dude you can't do all this to me."
He said in a soft deep voice.

By now you could feel something hard underneath you.

Ohhh-

You froze not sure what to do now.
But Bakugo was in a trance, you did too much to him.

"What am I supoosed to do with you now? Teasing me like that? With that slutty little body and that dirty mouth of yours?"

He let loose of your waist and looked you in the eyes.
His eyes were glowing red and burning with lust.

If eyes could fuck then you were now paralyzed, never walking again after the way he looked at you.

"Katsuki I-"

"That. Saying my name with that voice. How dare you??"
His voice was soft and a little desperate even.
He was at his manly limits to say the least...

"I'm sorry."

"Get off now or I'll fuck you unconscious."

You knew that by the way he said that and the way he looked at you, this wasn't a joke.
This wasn't a flirt to tease you back.
He was being for real.

And even though you wanted nothing more than being fucked unconscious by this man, you wanted to be sober and remember it afterwards.

So you got up and left him sitting in the tub.
You dried off, got into your sleepwear and layed down in bed.

You could hear Bakugo showering from the bed.

You couldn't  help but wonder what he looks like right now and if he's relieving his pressure right now.
Maybe he's even thinking about you?

The thought and feeling made you feel all hot and bothered and you found your hand travel down your belly and into your panties.

Was this wrong?
Am I being dirty?
Is he thinking about me right now?
Would he have fucked me if I didn't get up?

That image manifested into your head as you kept on pleasuring yourself.

Bakugo grabbing you in the tub, pulling down his boxers and inserting himself into you.
Him fucking you unconscious.

What would it feel like?

The pressure build up more and more as your touched yourself.
You could feel your own wet heat on your hand and your body tensed up thinking about Bakugou's touch.
The way he had touched your thigh, the way he touched your hips.
His hand on your cheek.
His breath on your neck.

You arched your back at the pleasure.
And with these thoughts and feelings you fell asleep, not knowing that these wet thoughts would hunt you all night in your dreams.

—-

You woke up with a banging headache.
Turning around you see Bakugo sleeping in only his Boxers.

Why does he have to sleep like that-

The sight makes you remember things from last night.
Your face heats up at the memories.

What the fuck did I do last night-
Im never going to drink again!!

"What are you making that face for?"
A deep morning  voice called out to you. Bakugo had awakened from his slumber and he smiled cheekily over at you.

"You remember last night or something? Haven't had such a great night in a while." He groans.

What did he mean? Last night?Great night?
Was there something missing in your memory? Did you have sex with him after all?

"Ahaha don't shit yourself dumbass! I was making a joke.
We didn't fuck! Well almost, but I assume you remember this much."

How was he so chill about this? He just didn't care that you 'almost' fucked?

Truth is that he did care.
But during his shower yesterday he realized something. He realized that he likes you and after all this time now he can't fucking hold it down anymore.

Ever since that time you slept over at his house his body reacted to you and so did his heart. He isn't going to admit it, but he also won't fight it anymore.

Never before had he had such a crush on someone, getting himself off while thinking about fucking someone. That shower made him realize things.

As annoying he finds you as cute and charming he finds you as well and he can't deny that he's attracted to your body.

So no more playing around. He's no child anymore he's a young man and he will try to fucking face these feelings of his.

If you come onto him again, consensually, he will fuck the heck out of you.