Bakugou Is Thirsty for Your WAP

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"Ugh . . . But why not?"

"Because, Bakugou," you said, tying up your hair, "I said so."

The blond rolled his eyes and then jumped on the cart as you pushed it down the aisle. You glared at him, hoping it would end this discussion, but you knew it wasn't working because he had a shit-eating grin on his face.

"Not gonna happen," you said, lowering your voice so you sounded more serious. "Besides, we should not be talking about this in public. And you know that."

"Come on, babe," Bakugou nearly whined. When you pushed the cart past some chips, he grabbed a bag and then threw it in. "It's not that deep. I just wanna eat you out."

You stopped pushing the cart to give him an incredulous look. "Really?"

Bakugou gauged your reaction and then pursed his lips. "I mean, why not? I know what I'm doing. I can already make you come on my fingers. Why not my mouth? Do you think I'm gonna—?"

Before he could ask anymore questions, you jumped on the front of the cart and then slammed a hand over his filthy mouth.

"You're being very inappropriate," you said, fighting a laugh.

When you took your hand away, he asked, "What can I say? I'm desperate."

"I'll think about it," you said with a long sigh. "Now, let's finish shopping. Can you grab some milk? It's on the other side of the store."

Bakugou jumped off the cart and then gave you a quick forehead kiss. "Got it, babe. Be right back."

You watched as he left, feeling butterflies in your stomach. It wasn't like you didn't want him to eat you out — that was far from the truth, actually.

It was just— The last guy who'd eaten you out had complained about you being too quiet, and it'd stuck with you ever since. You figured it was because he'd been doing a poor job, but it'd been your first time, so you had nothing to compare it to.

And while Bakugou was experienced . . . You just didn't want him to get upset if you didn't react the way he wanted you to.

You sighed and then shook your head, reaching for the grocery list.

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A week later, Bakugou brought it up again when you were brushing your teeth. You'd both just gotten out of the shower, but nothing sexy had happened — it'd just been a plain ol' shower.

"Okay, so," Bakugou started, drying his hair with a towel, "I know it's 'taboo' to talk about your past sexual partners with your current one, but, babe, come on, I have a great track record when it comes to eating people out!"

You sighed heavily, glaring at him in the mirror. You brushed your teeth harder.

He mimicked your sigh and then sat on the counter, looking down at you.

You glanced at his exposed chest and torso, and even though you were tired, heat pooled in your gut. You briefly thought of the way his stomach clenched when he thrust into you.

"I don't wanna sound like a broken record, but come on," he said, tilting his head down for emphasis. "Can't we just try it, like, once? Just one time? I promise it'll be worth your while! And then some, y'know?"

You rolled your eyes as you finished brushing your teeth. You gargled some water and then spit it out, and when you straightened, you gave your boyfriend a look.