KINKTOBER PROMPT: Dirty Talk, Role Reversal, Sadism/Masochism, Orgasm Denial
Description: Katsuki really crossed the line this time...
Requested by Whattuplvie, AshesUntilDusk, Obi_613, HyuugaHanami, CubbyCubster, RickML00, denki_baka1513. (Thanks LegitMofo for adding your own idea to the mix.)
Kink Count: 14/31. Status: Incomplete. Level: Spicy Servitude
Guilt. It was not a trait Katuski usually expressed. Obviously though, because he's never wrong about anything! But he did something wrong this time. Oh, he definitely did something wrong...
"Agh!" While he was staring at the ground in thought, he collided with a stranger on the sidewalk. His mind was so preoccupied that he even forgot to give that fucker a piece of his mind for bumping into him. He simply kept walking. 'What do I say?' His scowl was more pronounced than usual, eyebrows knit together tightly in distress. 'She's going to be pissed... Maybe she'll punish me...' His heart began to race at the thought. 'No. Why am I even thinking about that right now? She might ACTUALLY leave me...' It was then that he was face to face with the front door.
Night had fallen during Katsuki's self-reflection, and the door of the flat creaked open. 'One... two... three...' Okay, so he'd been home for three full seconds and the shouting match hadn't started. 'Maybe she didn't find out yet...' He let out a tentative sigh, knowing the truth would inevitably come out soon enough. You both worked at the same hero agency after all, and nobody anywhere can keep their goddamn mouths shut.
*CLICK*
"Shit..." A wave of light filled his eyes and there you stood before him, arms crossed in the doorway. "Hey..."
"Explain yourself!"
"Uh-"
"You lousy cheater! How could you do this to me?!"
"We didn't go all the way-"
"Is that supposed to make me feel better?!" Honestly, it kind of did a little bit, but there was no way you'd admit that to him.
"It fucking should! The bitch recognized me from the sludge villain days and tried to kill me. Its honestly lucky I even made it back here alive."
"Oh yeah. You got lucky. REAL fuckin' lucky!"
"It's not like that! I was just trying to complete the mission! I had to extort information-"
"Oh! Was the information hidden in that whore's BRA by chance?!"
"Come on! It didn't mean anything!"
"THAT'S your excuse?!"
"NO!" He decided that, as much as he loved opportunities to yell, it was time to try to be tame and truthful. "I ...blew it, okay? I admit it..." He frowned at the floor, but the genuine guilt flickering in his eyes was apparent, leaving you speechless. was apparent in his eyes. The pain of feeling replaced was too much, so you turned on your heels and swept out of the room. "Wait! Where are you going?!" He chased you into the bedroom where you threw open the closet door and began shifting through items. A pang of realization hit him; you were packing... "WAIT GODDAMMIT! LET ME EXPLAIN FIRST!"
"You already did that." You replied without looking at him, cold and distant.
"I'M SORRY, OKAY?!"
"Mhm..." A few more items were moved aside before you found the box you were looking for. He grabbed your body and forced you to face him, pinning you gently to the wall. He looked angered, yet distraught, the hint of tears held back just enough to spare his pride.
"YOU CANT JUST WALK OUT ON ME LIKE THIS! NOT OVER SOMETHING STUPID AND MEANINGLESS!"
"You're in my way." Your voice was a dagger, sharp enough to pierce his heated façade. He froze, letting you pass. The old box of belongings sparked many nights of memories with Katsuki. You rustled through it, ignoring your lover's hysterical uproar behind you.
"JUST TELL ME WHAT YOU WANT ME TO DO AND I'LL DO IT! DO YOU WANT ME TO BEG?! FINE, I'LL BEG!"
You finally turned, items in hand, to find Katsuki in a heap on the ground, utterly beside himself. Little did he know, you had no intention of leaving him. This was all simply part of your elaborate punishment...
"Katsuki..." He looked up from his knees, finally shutting his mouth. "I'm going to prove who you really belong to..."
It was then Bakugou saw the handcuffs and whip in your hands, and nodded once in consent. Generally in times like this, he liked putting up a fight and making it difficult for you. However, his shame made him the ideal little prisoner, perfectly submissive and obedient to your command to lie on the bed. The handcuffs snapped shut with a snap, clacking against the metal bedframe. A shiver rushed through his body from excitement and fear. He knew his goose was cooked.
"Flip over." He obeyed. Spanking was an integral part included in his usual bedroom punishment regimen. Not that he minded it at all. And though he would never fully admit to it, he liked you taking charge in the bedroom. It wasn't in his nature to screw around with girls who didn't know what they want.
The anger in you was still fresh, and you decided that the leather whip you usually used would not produce a sting sharp enough for your liking. "Don't move." Your voice came out low, threatening. 'Dammit!' Bakugou thought as you exited the room. 'Her aggressive voice is so goddamn HOT!' In this position he was so helpless, like a black widow spider awaiting his mate to come and devour him. It was so... sexual. His body was already reacting to the situation at hand. You returned with a wicked grin and a new item to play with, turning off the bedroom light in an attempt to heighten his other senses.
"What is that?" Katsuki saw the shining gleam reflect off the object in your hands.
"Shut up, you little slut. You don't get to speak unless you're spoken to." One flick of your wrist to his rear end resulted in a loud crack. He gasped from the sudden pain. 'Not enough...' You thought. "I think it's time to get you out of those pesky clothes..."
You rolled him onto his back again, ripping open his button-down shirt. You could see his throbbing hardness already pressing against the seams of his pants before you yanked them off as well. There he lay before you, watching with wanting eyes as you traced light fingertips over his rippling abdominals and bare thighs. You had him roll over again while you fetched the remaining box of toys from the closet.
*SNAP!*
The metal spatula you had retrieved from the kitchen made contact with Katsuki's bare ass, causing him to holler out in pain.
"AGH! That fucking hurt!" He griped, but you weren't having any of that. You grabbed him by the hair and forced a ball-gag into his mouth, nearly getting bitten in the process.
"That's better. Now you can't spout any more bullshit." You ran another teasing hand over his body, stopping right on his manhood. "You're getting hard from this? You sick fuck." A sadistic smile couldn't help but creep up your lips. Katsuki was staring daggers at you now, but the raging arousal before you reminded you how much he was enjoying himself. "Don't look at me like that. If you behave yourself and do what I say, I promise I'll reward you." You glided your body up and down his chest, rubbing his member with the soft fabric of your shirt. This elicited the first lustful moan from him, and you knew this was just the very beginning.
Your wet flat tongue licked his tip into your mouth, taking him fully just once before pulling off with an audible pop. You lightly blew air on it, watching his face redden and contort and your captive twitch in protest. He groaned, lifting his hips, expecting you to give him more. He was mistaken.
Slowly, deliberately, you removed your clothes. Katsuki was wiggling impatiently on the bed, making exasperated noises from your leisurely pace. Finally, you slid onto his member, noting his eyes roll back in pleasure. He snapped his hips up to meet yours as you ground down on him, feeling him thrust into you deeply. You waited until he was sweating and increasing his pace feverishly before you jumped off the bed. A little revolting yelp squeaked through his muzzle.
"I can't have you finishing just yet." Another shuffle of the box and you had found Katsuki's most hated item.
"NNNGGH!" Katsuki fought, sweaty thrashing against the bed as you slid a cock ring onto him.
You returned to your former position, finally letting yourself go. You moaned openly, allowing your hair to fall in all directions as you rode him passionately. Your nipples hardened whilst he sent you to new heights, the fire in you exploding at last. Katsuki was reeling, desperately letting out animalistic sounds while you writhed before his eyes. The pressure building was excruciating. The need was far too great for him at this point. After coming down from your high, you slumped onto his chest to catch your breath.
"PHBBLMM." He panted, begging for satisfaction. You raised an eyebrow at his afflicted pitiful form before grinning. You figured you had quite literally pounded him into submission and figured he knew better than to say anything that would increase his sentence. But, just in case, you felt the need to warn him.
"You're not going to disobey me anymore are you?" He shook his head fervently. "Good... because you know... I could go all night like this."
A blink, a quick nod of understanding and he was free from the restraint of his mouth.
"Please..." He begged, hot saliva dripping from the corners of his mouth. "Let me come..."
"Heh. You're so needy and thirsty. How pathetic."
He bit his lip, lust palpable in his gaze. Oh, how he loved when you talked dirty to him. It turned him on so badly.
"Please..." He begged one more time.
"Well... alright..." Your coy teasing was torture to him. Painful aching torture. "But first... Tell me who you belong to."
"You!" His voice came out husky and carnal. The itch was beyond his ability to handle, and he was past the point of dignity.
"Who's your REAL owner?"
"You! You are!" He squirmed, handcuffs clanking against the bedframe. "I'm yours!"
His crimson flustered stare had satisfied you, and you were finally willing to give him what he wanted. Over his body you leaned, breath steaming in his ear.
"You better not fucking forget it..." A groan of pleasurable relief swelled in Katsuki as you removed the cock ring holding back his sweet release. "...or else."
He shivered beneath your touch, delectably docile and submissive to your command. You mounted him again, allowing him to move at his own desperate pace.
"F/N..." He whimpered, tension and heat building between his legs.
"That's right..." Your voice was deep, dangerous. "You're mine." At long last, a violent moan erupted, and Katsuki snapped his head back in pleasure. His long-awaited orgasm swept through him like a force of nature, obliterating any senses that weren't tied to pure bliss.
His vision was blurred briefly from the intensity of it all, but soon his eyesight returned to him, and all he wanted to do was take you in his arms.
"F/N..." He whispered solemnly as his handcuffs were unchained. "I love you..."
"I'm not punishing you anymore, so you don't have to say junk like that."
"I do though." He felt there was no more that needed to be said and simply pulled you into a tight hug. His eyes drifted closed from sheer exhaustion and relief. You let your hand wander into his hair, your gentle touch becoming the perfect contradiction to all events prior. He sighed contentedly, ever-so grateful that this was not the day he lost something so precious to him.
"I love you too, Katsuki."