In "Hops" of Love

[16] Photo (18+)

It had been several days since the last time Bakugo saw you. Over the last few days you had sent him quite a few texts which he didn't mind. However, he was quite shocked to have a package from you on his desk at work today. Although it's not like he worked with anyone else. Having his own agency, he just rented a small office space in a rather large building in downtown Tokyo. The floor to ceiling windows over looked the street about 3 stories below, which was fine by him. Flopping down in the desk chair, he reached for the brown box and tore it open, curious as to what it could be.

A photo package was the LAST thing he expected, especially one that contained some...not safe for work for photos. Well they were but...

"Damn Y/N, posing like that in such an outfit." He leaned back in his chair as he stared at the photo in his hand. The way you posed was clearly meant to turn on those that saw it even if all your... privates were covered up. But he knew what was behind the clothes. He could still remember the sight of your breasts, the feeling of your wet folds in his hand... and your mouth on his cock. Damn IcyHot for interrupting. He would know every inch of that body by now.

But IcyHot interrupting put everything into perspective. He was pining over a woman that lusted after another man just as much as she wanted him. And while he told himself it was worth it before, he found himself questioning it now. You were open about your body, went after what you wanted and wouldn't settle for less. He admired that about you, liked that about you, so asking you to change that for him was out of the question. Yet seeing you kissing that damned IcyHot and enjoying it so much had really irked him.

He didn't like to share. He didn't like being any less than first place , the best in anything he did. That included dating.

But you were unlike anything he ever had. And it wasn't like he disliked Todoroki. They had a comfortable relationship, maybe even friendship? He just knew you weren't the type of girl that liked being told no when you wanted to do something. Just like him. So telling you not to go after Todoroki wasn't in his best interests.

And this picture? It was evident he wanted you on a whole different level than he ever wanted another woman before. Perhaps it was your confidence that drew him in. At this moment it was the look in your eye and the way your body was displayed that had him hard as a rock.

"I have some time..." And he was alone.

He quickly undid his pants and let his cock spread free. The image of you on your knees and between his legs was still so fresh in his mind. The feeling of your tongue running up his shaft was something he couldn't easily forget either. Not even his fingers running up the same flesh felt as good as your tongue. But that didn't stop him from touching himself.

"Bunty... Fuck." He couldn't walk away, and not just because of the amount of lust he had for you. How hard he got just by looking at a picture that was borderline not safe for work. Hand wrapped around his cock he so badly wished it had been yours. Or your mouth. Or, God willing, your pussy. Oh how he wanted to be inside you. Feel every part of your body as well as your walls clenching around his member. He stroked his cock thinking about it, staring at your picture through lidded eyes. Oh how perfect you would look impaled on his cock. Moving your hips and taking him so deep.

"F-fuck..." Moaning he could picture you before him in the outfit in the picture. How easy it would be to pull it off or push the cloth to the side to expose your sex and your breasts. How delicious taking one of those beautiful peaks in his mouth. The sounds you would make... he moved his hand a little faster, panting a bit.

Masturbating to such a picture? Oh how low he had fallen for you. Masturbating was usually beneath him. Why masturbate when he could so easily go out and fuck someone? That had been his reasoning before. But the only one he wanted to fuck was you. Only you. And not just wild sex as he was imagining now. You riding his cock, those perfect breasts of yours bouncing before his face ready to be taken. Grabbing your tail as he pounded you from behind or even face fucking that seemingly perfect mouth of yours. He wanted all that and more, but also softer. He wanted to kiss every inch of your body, please you with his mouth and hands. Wanted to see you soak the bed from coming so much. Wanted to convey his feelings to you through touch.