➸ "I wasn't." you say and try not to seem fazed when Bakugou pulls you onto his lap slowly. Your eyes close when he begins to kiss your neck slowly, letting his tongue make soft circles, "No marks." you whisper when he moves to sucking and biting. "Hey!" you moan out when he sucks intensely at the base of your neck.

He stays silent and switches your position, letting you lay over his lap with your ass in the air. "So you just always lounge around like this?" he asks lowly and massages the back of your thighs with his large warm hand.

You keep them closed and try to relax, "I-i do." your voice was a whisper.

"Mhm." he mumbles, "Count for me ok sweetheart?"

"Wha—" your sentence was cut off when his hand comes down, making a loud sound against your skin, "O-one." your head drops and Bakugou looks down in satisfaction, "I don't even know— two! why I'm— three! Being punished!— Four!" you try to say through his harsh slaps against your ass that was weirdly turning you on more.

"Because you're a fucking brat."

By the time you counted thirty Bakugou's hand was tingling but he was becoming obsessed with the way his handprint looked on your skin and watching it jiggle with each spank he gave, making them harder as he went. He also noticed your enjoyment that you didn't want to admit to but he heard the soft moans, the way your thighs clenched together and the grip you had on his legs.

"Open them." he rubs at your skin softly to help the sting, "Shit." he whispers when his fingers feel how wet you actually were. He sits you correctly on his lap again and continues to massage your ass with both hands while you lay your head on his shoulder, feeling tired for some reason and some tears had come out.

"Was that too much sweetheart?"

Your head shakes and you begin to pull down his pants, "You're such a sadist sir." you tease when seeing his hard cock spring out, "Does spanking me turn you on?" you ask innocently and he watches you closely, your hips raising and teasing his tip slowly, "Answer me."

"Fuck, it does." he would never forget it.

"Just me though, right?" you tilt your head and Bakugou was refraining from lifting his hips to fuck you himself, "I get the special treatment." you smile at his frustrated expression and lift the hand that he used to kiss at with care.

Bakugou couldn't handle this, your pussy was hovering him, allowing yourself to practically drip onto him and here he was getting asked questions you already knew the answers to.

You lift his chin up slowly, "Because I'm your favorite employee." 

Your lips kiss up from his collarbone to his ear, "Because I'm your favorite slut."

"Your slut."

Bakugou stares at you, seeing how much you were enjoying it but he couldn't say anything because he was too. With his silence you keep going, seeing how long it'll take before he takes control again.

You purposefully lower down to sit and miss your hole completely, only letting him slide through your pussy. "Do you like it?" your eyes travel down to the sleep dress he purchased for you, "You can see everything.."

"I've seen better on you." he mumbles, fist clenched at his side while you let out a gasp.

"Oh really? Like what?"

In a second his hands go around to your back and pull the fabric apart with one harsh pull, "Like nothing at all."

You let out a small whine about the pretty clothing being ruined now but Bakugou didn't care, he had enough. 

Soon you were face down ass up on your own couch with Bakugou slamming into you viciously, letting your moans and cries make him go that much harder into your dripping pussy. "W-wait—" your hands clench at nothing, "I can't even think straight!" you moan into the cushion.

"Just think about how deep I'm in you right now, I can feel your fucking womb." he lets out deep grunts and watches your ass bounce on his hips.

"I've had someone go deeper before." you lie but Bakugou didn't know that so when he starts picking up his pace and thrusting relentlessly your head was fuzzy and all you could think about was how deep he was.

"Is that right?" he asks while your moans were getting louder and louder, "But here you are moaning nonstop under me."

His hand reaches around to play with you clit, knowing you were already close when your thighs started to shake uncontrollably. Your hand reaches back and holds onto the one he has around your hip tightly as you came, feeling it drip down your thighs and Bakugou watches it slide down his cock while he cums at the sight.

"Oh gosh." you rasp out and fall flat onto the couch, all your energy gone.

Bakugou could go for more rounds but instead he lifts his pants back up, taking a few seconds to let his erection die down. He wipes down your body and you feel yourself being lifted up then placed in your bed, "Bakugou?" you sleepily reach for him when laid down alone and covers placed over your naked body.

He decides not to say anything but instead goes back out to wipe down the mess you both created, throwing out the clothing scarps. Bakugou turns off all your lights and was about to walk out before arms circled around his hips and your body lays against his back, "Don't go." you whisper.

He didn't know what the fuck he should do, sleeping over has always been a no in his book, he had a lot of no's yet he allowed them all with you. He had even stared to question what he expecting from this special relationship he had with his annoying neighbor.

But he doesn't question himself when his hand drops from the doorknob and turns around to lift you up again, your legs automatically wrapping around his waist when he begins to walk back into the dark apartment. Your back on your bed and you hear clothing hit the floor before Bakugou joins you under the covers to fall asleep as well.

This time neither of you stay on your side of the bed but instead in the middle, holding each other close.

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