katsuki bakugo

“Before you ask, work was shit.” clanks and thuds of his gauntlets and boots hitting the floor echoed through the modern studio loft you guys owned. He filled a big glass with cold crisp water and chugged it down in seconds, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand and frowned softly after not hearing your voice. More often than not, you greeted him by the door with kisses he usually brushed off but secretly loved. The hero just wanted to fall into his lover after a long boring day of sitting on his ass and filling out reports.

Katsuki waddled upstairs into the bedroom, expecting you to be in the shower- or doing something important that would explain your lack of response. But no, you were laying on your back, legs parted lazily as you scrolled through your phone. The man stood with a hand on his hip, speechless at your audacity.

After what seemed like fucking ages, you finally noticed him standing by the door sporting a ‘you can’t be serious’ look. Expecting you to rush over to him with kisses and apologies, the blonde was quickly proved wrong as you replied with a short ‘oh, hey’. Oh hey? Oh hey?!

“I am going to melt that phone.” too tired to even bother, katsuki shed the layers of his hero suit, leaving the long sleeve and baggy pants. He crawled over to you and laid between your legs, resting his head on your belly- waiting for your hand to start playing with his hair. Thirty seconds passed before he noticed you were still glued to your fucking phone. Now that pissed him off- he was going to get your attention one way or the other.

Laying on his stomach, the man slowly spread your legs apart before licking a flat stripe across your clothed crotch. That finally seemed to gain your attention as you gasp and try to close your legs around his head out of surprise. “Nah, fuck that,” he scoffed and pried your thighs apart, looking up at you through his lashes “keep scrolling, baby. Don’t mind me.” he smirked- tone dripping with mockery while his hands stripped and tossed your pajama pants aside. His strong arms locked around your thighs firmly before attacking your panty clad slit.

The room was dimly lit. The only source of light was from the kitchen, leaking from the cracked bedroom door. So when the flash from your phone sliced through the darkness right into his eyes- katsuki nearly hissed. His pretty red eyes squinted as he stared directly into the lens of your phone. “Yer recording?” Despite the camera being on, katsuki went right back to work- his teeth nipping at your clit before soothing it with his tongue. “Yeah…let em see this.” his finger hooked around the wet, saliva soaked fabric before moving it aside, revealing your glistening puffy lips to his gaze and the camera’s.

The unsettling feeling of this being recorded and saved lingered on his mind. If any one were to see this, his reputation as the number one hero would plummet to the soil. He should probably stop this, draw boundaries to protect his and your privacy. But as you moaned his name and urged his tongue deeper, all logic flew out the window. Katsuki’s eyes ignored the phone shoved in his face to look up at your expression, rocking his hips against the sheets while he devoured you like a mad man, saliva mixed with your juices coated his face. He was a messy fucking eater.