My Freak (Bakugou x Reader)

Chapter 7. Passion

"Katsuki! Promise me you'll... be my friend once again?"

A cold but comfortable gush of wind circulated around the pair as blossoms levitated onto the bittersweet aura, awaiting for Bakugou's response. A sudden knot roped around (y/n)'s throat, shifting her blushes away from the blonde, embarrassed already for him to reject her offer.

"(F/n)..." Bakugou didn't hesitate but to cup the tip of her chin to pull towards his face. The barrier between the space of their warm, blushing pilgrims centimetres apart from one another; A devilish temptation flourished, craving to relish one another and share the undying, unanswered question, unknown to the them.

"Fuck it."

Bakugou smashed his lips against (y/n)'s soft virgin ones, seeing if she would back out at any point but to his desire, you wanted him more than ever.

Electricity bolted through their heated bodies, Bakugou was assured by (y/n)'s approval as her palms snaked their way up to the back of his neck, not wanting to break the kiss, grasping onto his ashy locks, melting into his affectionate passion deeply.

Her waist was roped by the boy who couldn't keep his desire to himself no more, pulling her towards his igneous body, tightening his grip, not wanting to lose her once again.

(Y/n) felt Bakugou's heartfelt emotion towards her, knowing she'll never stop admiring his touch, his zealous admiration upon her lips, leaning deeper, wanting to have him just to herself.

Once and twice- He was begging was an entrance to explore the full package of her taste. Drunken by Bakugou's fiery impluse, she weaken the seal, allowing him to have a sample of her sweetness.

Once and twice, they both knew they had a taste and they'd never get enough, his small smirk grinned as (y/n) had a cherry flavour as for Bakugou, spicy and sour - just like him, adoring every taste they sampled.

They released from each others embrace as they gasped for air, grinning from ear to ear, breathing heavily from their first, passionate touch.

Who knew a passionate kiss could be the key to unleash all of their passionate hate towards one another...

*Y/N POV*

I gasped for air as we both pulled away from the tempestuous flame enlightened between me and Bakugou...I savoured his bitter taste but it was addictive, leaving me to crave Him so much more, to release this undying passion within my heart.

He tasted sour but spicy, tinted with sweetness when caressing me delicately in his arms. Bakugou's forehead fell upon mine, seeing how much taller he was that me whilst we sat on this wooden bench, together.

His rosy but fiery lips were slightly tinted which made my heart melt a little, smiling as my (e/c) orbs glistened into his flared crimson ones - falling deeply into his passionate glare.

Bakugou stroked my (h/c) messy strands, straightening the mess he made as he pecked his warmth onto my forehead and finally answering my question:

"There's my answer, freak." Bakugou soothingly answers, smirking rather addictively which I couldn't resist... Holy cow! Was my hate for Bakugou just a mask to hide my feelings for him?          

...To be honest, I've never looked at him like this - calm and passionate, especially from what I experienced right now. Usually, I would see him being towards everyone like: "DIE OR I'LL KILL YOU!"

I giggled at the thought of his temper which caused him to question my amusement.

"What you laughing at freak?"