Whats A Girl Gotta Do To Find Some Good Alpha Bakugo X Omega Reader

What’s a girl gotta do to find some good alpha bakugo x omega reader 😪

just making out with bkg. that it. thats all. i wanna do it. i wanna smooch his dumb face

“you’re cute, y’know.” katsuki mumbles against your lips.

you’re both laying in bed, on top of the covers at 2pm in the afternoon. you both had today off so you’re using it in your favourite way possible. making out with your boyfriend while talking about nothing.

you’ve got a leg over his hips and an arm hanging off his shoulder, completely attached. he’s got a large palm on your lower back, slowly drifting further and further to squish your ass.

his face is almost out of focus because he’s so close, smelling sweet and fresh from the shower with his usual blonde spikes pushed back to expose his forehead. a forehead you’ve laid many, many kisses on.

katsuki is blinking at you slowly, chest softly rising as he keeps trying to pull you even closer to him. he wants to absorb you into him, the same way you want to climb on him.

obsessed probably isn’t even the word for you both. lost within each other in the tiny confines of your bedroom, somehow it feels like you have the whole world when he’s with you.

you kiss the compliment off his lips, sucking on his bottom lip before letting go with a pop, “i know i am. it’s nice to hear you say though.”

katsuki grins, nudging his nose against yours and you can smell his minty breath. you rest your hand over his stubbled cheek, brushing a hand over it as he slots his lips with yours.

he takes his time with you, so much tongue as drinks everything you give him. he sucks on your tongue and massages it after with his own. a hand sneaks in your underwear and you moan loudly as he squeezes, your leg around his waist pulling him even closer.

when he finally pulls away he grunts like if it was anyone else you would have thought you offended him.

“what?” you smile, caging your arms around his neck to pull yourself even closer.

katsuki sighs, then grunts again, sliding his arms around your waist to lay on his back and bring you with him.

you lay on top of him as he looks up at you. his eyebrows are furrowed and eyes narrow as he whispers in a groan, “you’re makin’ me hard.”

you giggle, in love with how you’ve both got to the point of being outright with each other. you peck his lips, a peck he’s slow to return as you’re already looking at him once he pouts his lips back.

“let’s do something about it then?”

based off this image

I really need to make my username shorter anyone have any ideas? 😭

Pairing: Pro-Hero!Katsuki x Fem!Reader

Warnings: Stuckage, slight dubcon, praise kink, degradation, light spanking, thigh fucking, spitting (on the pussy), fingering, vaginal sex, creampie

Word Count: 4k

A/N: I’ve wanted to write stuckage for so long, and who better with than Katsuki? For those who don’t know, stuckage just means one of the characters literally gets stuck and fucked lol in this case, it’s reader.

It’s a normal patrol night. Humid summer air sticks to sweaty, sweet smelling skin, makes Katuski’s hands itch in his gloves. In and out of alleys, checking lingering shadows and avoiding the gazes of pedestrians.

By midnight, he’s bored.

There are no alarms ringing on his phone, no idiot villains skirting around corners for him to chase. Wide awake and ansty, he slips down another alley, kicking a few trash bags before checking in a dumpster. He half-way wishes there was a body inside, just something to pique his interest.

“H-hey! Hey down there!” a feminine voice echoes off the brick walls of the apartment buildings, riding the heatwaves and sinking into the pavement.

Katsuki squints as he looks up, nose wrinkling at the thought of some fangirl yelling down at him from her bedroom.

Then, he sees you. You’re halfway out your window, three stories up. 

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Literally can not tell me he doesn’t look like a whole ass snack 🥵

Should I start writing again?? 👀👀