THIS SHIT IS SO GOOD

THIS SHIT IS SO GOOD

minors dni

thinking about the first couple times you suck bakugou’s dick he has his forearm over his eyes and he makes these weird grunting sounds to hide his moans.

he tries so hard to control himself when your tongue swipes over him and sucks at his tip. he’s biting down so hard on his lip it’s close to bleeding and he’s clutching the bedsheets so hard that you peak your eye open thinking it’s about to rip.

you can barely see his face with his tensed arm covering it, his hair an unruly blonde mess and his cheeks flushed a pretty pink. your annoyed whine comes out more as a moan, your throat vibrating around him making katsuki whisper a tight, “baby.”

you tighten your fist around the part of his dick you can’t reach as your head continues bobbing and your tongue keeps swirling. you know he’s close now. one of his hands rake through your hair to rest at the back of your head and you feel his abs tense below you.

“oh shit, i’m gonna— baby i’m gonna—.”

like the good girlfriend you are, you swallow up everything he gives you, squeezing his thigh beside you as you do. only when his trembling slows and he starts massaging the back of your head do you take him out your mouth and his arm moves from his face.

finally, do you see his bloody red eyes, staring down at you with the soppiest look you’ve ever seen on him. katsuki pulls at your arm, “come up here, wanna cuddle.” his voice is always deeper after an orgasm, usually it would make your toes curl but you have a bone to pick.

“what? why’re you frownin’ at me?”

you lean back to sit on your legs, pulling up his underwear in the process. “stop always covering your face. i wanna see your face when you come. don’t you ever wanna see me?”

your question comes out whiny, your hands sliding up his bare chest to rest on his shoulders. his hands easily find your waist and his frown gets lighter. “oh. i don’t cover my face all the time do i?”

“yeah you do. every single time i suck you off.”

you don’t think you’ve ever seen your boyfriend embarrassed? but you’re not sure you can describe how he looks as anything but that. instead of his fresh after orgasm pink cheeks, they’re now a deeper red at the apples of his cheeks and he’s struggling to keep eye contact with you. his hands massage at your asscheeks and your hips like they’re stress balls to stop him from admitting what he knows he’s about to admit.

“c’mon talk to me ‘ki. it’s fine if you don’t want to look at me if that’s not your thing. i probably look a bit odd anyway—.” you begin to shy away from him simply imagining what he might be thinking but he interrupts you.

“baby no, no it’s not you. just that…,” bakugou starts, then he sighs obnoxiously loud. “fuck, fine, i just look weird when i come.”

“weird? how?” you ask, scooting up to rest on his lower chest, his hands follow with you, eyes following your bare stomach to your tits in your bra. “katsuki, focus.”

he snaps back to your eyes, remembering the topic at hand, “i just look fuckin’ weird, i don’t know,” he smoothes his hands over your sides and stomach, a pout on his face as your hands caress his jaw.

“one day i’m gonna handcuff you so i can see how you look when you’re in my mouth.”

katsuki’s eyes widen, his palms so tight on your sides that you were sure he was about to leave prints. “fuckin’ handcuffs?” he splutters and you grin.

“yeah, if you won’t let me see you, i’ll make you.” you end in a whisper, ducking your head down to brush your lips against his ear lobe.

“yeah?” he rasps.

“mhm, though it kinda hurts you don’t wanna see your dick in my mouth?” you suck lightly on his earlobe, feeling his chest tremble under you. you peck wet kisses along his neck, rubbing your thumb along his jaw.

“i do, i wanna see your pretty lips around me. y’always suck me off so good, baby.” katsuki gasps but he can’t keep his thoughts straight. you’re pressing on his favourite spots, talking so innocently in his ear and he feels himself bricking up again.

“but?” you prod, sucking on the junction where his shoulder meet his neck. katsuki hisses, running a hand down your spine.

“i look fuckin’ stupid.”

you huff an impatient laugh, pecking on the spot you were sucking, “and who’s told you that? another girl?”

“hah? no, i just know i do,” he trembles at your ministrations, both his hands resting on your hips to move you against him. he knows you love it when he does it, and he’s trying to distract you into dropping the subject. you won’t though.

“so you let other girls see you come but not me then?” and he is jelly in your arms, head rolling back on the sofa as you keep attacking his neck. blooms of pinks and purples covering every bit of him.

“babe, no,” he can all but whine, slowly slipping into the pleasure before awkwardly clearing his throat.

abruptly you sit up and your frown is even stronger than before. your eyebrows are furrowed, creating a harsh shadow over your eyes and you look like you’re a second away from biting him. instead you pinch his side, making him squeak an “ow!”

“and stop hiding your whines and moans from me! i want to hear you! imagine i covered my face and was silent whenever you touched me,” you complain until your features drop into a sad pout. your hands slide off his shoulders and you’re about to roll of katsuki until he holds your hips down.

“let go—,”

so softly he kisses your cheeks and down your neck. you smell sweet with your usual musk and that on its own makes him want to moan, so he does. he licks a wet stripe up your neck and slots his tongue into your mouth with the loudest moan you’ve heard from him. so loud, the vibration down your throat makes your nipples harden.

“‘m sorry baby,” he pulls away for less that a second to take you in another kiss, “i haven’t done this with anyone else before.”

you’re too busy living in the pleasure, letting your hands roam his body while his tongue roams your mouth. his hands squeeze the fat of your hips and you’re about to start rocking your hips faster over him till you clock on.

“this has been your first time?” you whisper as he licks your earlobe and gives it an obnoxious suck. you both haven’t had sex yet though you have done everything else. how didn’t you notice? he’s always been so confident and good, no scratch that, amazing at it all.

katsuki grunts, burying his head in your neck to hide not only his embarrassment but to catch his breath, “yeah don’t waste too much time laughin’. i know i haven’t been the best but i’ve been tryin’.”

then you do laugh, but not mockingly, it’s light and airy. with both your hands, you pull his head off your shoulder to try and meet his eyes. though he gazes down at the laces trim on your bra and his hand dips to play with loose string of your shorts.

“gorgeous, if i’m honest, i never noticed. wouldn’t have guessed either.”

he meets your eyes, still a grumpy pout on his features.

“you could have kept that secret till your grave and i would never have known.”

his eyes comically widen, lips parting in awe. then he grimaces and you know he’s wishing he kept his mouth shut.

“you’ve always been so attentive. feeling my body for my reactions and listening to the noises i make. that is a sign of experience for me. so many boys just stick their fingers in you and hope for the best.” you tilt your head with a smile, scratching the underside of his chin like a cat. and to your surprise he gives you a purr like moan.

“i should have told you i love when men, you make noise. i like knowing you feel good and i like seeing your face all scrunched up when you’re about to come. makes me wanna come too.”

with a growl, he ducks forward to kiss your lips in a hard kiss, so hard your head is pushed back. “fuck, lets start again then.” when he pulls away, his cheeks are flushed and his lips are a pretty red. his eyes bore into yours almost desperate for everything he was missing and now willing to give you.

you giggle, “sure, where do you wanna start, virgin?”

he narrows his eyes at you, pinching your side harshly and ignoring your yelp. “wanna see you shake when i moan in your pussy.”