Cosmic Attraction

Daydreams begin with flaming crimson

Pools of deep earnest wine

Burrowed into the fair pale skin

Of a man crafted to be the most beautiful design

A voice made of gravel trembles the bones

Hands rough and calloused yet gentle and sweet

With arms that protect against the unknown

This is the beginning of a daydream for me

A mind fortified with keen intellect 

A witty tongue just as sharp

Strong and free are the children he’d beget

Complete with grit and a warrior’s heart

This is the beginning of a daydream for me

When it all comes together to make a perfect beast

But nightmares hide around the corner and come just as easily

A temper that could make my heart his feast

Nightmares begin with when insecurities arise

Claws out and jaws open ready to strike

The world becomes a target to protect his pride

Yet still I stand ready to give my life

Though tired and weary

An uncracked resolve within me

Through steady voice and eyes so bleary

“I love you always, I love you dearly”

I see what the others do not

My daydream in the midst of such a nightmare

Brought upon by judgment and careless thought

And to fix it he’s bathed in my care

This is the end of a nightmare for me

When the clouds leave and the storm ends 

And what is left is the angel I know him to be

His pride I mend and my heart he cleansed 

Daydreams begin with flaming crimson

Pools of deep earnest wine

Over his obstacles he has risen

Oh how I cherish this daydream that is mine

“Okay so a couple of things.” Kirishima announces after he’s finished reading one of the poems Himiko wrote. “This is a beautiful and manly poem and I really hope you didn’t bring it to me so you could shit on it. Mina doesn’t write stuff like this for me and I feel kind of sad about it. These children you’re apparently begetting? Are you guys having kids or is she having kids? Or was it just for the sake of the rhyme? Also she’s absolutely right about that pride thing, you get really pissy over your ego.” 

Bakugou snatches the poem out of the redheads hands and folds it back up, slipping it into his pocket. This damn poem in particular has been gnawing at him ever since he got it. He reads it when he’s alone, he reads it when she’s asleep, he reads it in the middle of class, he’s read it so many times now he knows stanzas one through four by heart. 

She isn’t supposed to be doing this, making him feel all conflicted and shit. It’s easier to be an asshole about these things when he thinks that she’s just acting on lunacy logic, but she was so genuine, so heartfelt when she gave him that poem and when she spoke to him afterwards. She sounded so normal, at least the most normal he’s ever heard her sound. It makes him feel….bad.

“I don’t want to talk shit about it, shitty hair. I came to you because you’re sensitive and honest and shit. What do you think I should do?” 

Kirishima’s eyes widen and he points to himself as if he can hardly believe Bakugou is asking for his advice. “I’m flattered.” He grins. “Well for starters I think you should do something nice for her as well, ya know start trying to make up for all the shit you’re putting her through emotionally?” 

Sure, that’s one thing he could...but, “she doesn’t even know what I’m doing! She thinks I’m the most perfect fucking boyfriend in the world. Why would I start drama for myself by telling her I’ve purposefully been an asshole to her because I hated her if she doesn’t even know I’m being an asshole?” 

“Because she deserves the truth?” His friend frowns at him, sighing and shaking his head. “I kind of feel like this is the beginning of karma for you. You were so focused on her being ...different and not what you wanted and now you’re starting to realize that she’s actually not all that bad. And now that you’re realizing it she’s probably going to realize that you aren’t all that great and leave you.” 

Bakugou snorts, chuckling at the other male. “Let’s not get stupid, she’ll never realize that. You read the poem, she’s a hundred percent sprung. But sure I guess she’s not as horrible as I thought.” She’s doting, giving, sweet, and fucks like a champ, all things he can list as pros that he initially would’ve never given her. 

Kirishima rubs the back of his neck, glancing at Bakugou from the side. “I know you’re my best friend and all, but I really do hope Toga dumps you one day. You deserve to be happy, but you don’t deserve her, man.” 

The statement makes him tense up uncomfortably. He won’t admit that Kirishima is right in some way, but mentally he’s acknowledging what he said. She has done nothing to him. He shoves and nitpicks and belittles and she just keeps it pushing like he’s incapable of doing harm. She...loves him so unconditionally and he’s treating her like absolute garbage over some years long grudge with another chick. His mother would beat bricks out of his head if she heard about this bullshit. His father would give him that puppy dog look of disappointment. 

“Fine, fuck. Let’s say I just recently decided to actually try with her, for real this time. How do I do that without having to tell her that I’ve been fucking with her?” 

“Are you scared bro? Is that what it is? You know that if you tell her the truth, she’s probably gonna leave you.” 

“Wrong!” He objects quickly. “You’ve made it clear that I’ve already done enough to her, should I really go ahead and break her heart too while I’m trying to make nicer decisions?” 

Two pairs of red eyes lock with each other in a stare off on the courtyard bench. He’s already admitted that he’s dick and agreed to try and be a better boyfriend, give her an actual chance instead of writing her off so there’s no way he’s going to go and risk blowing it now by telling her that. Kirishima can come off it because he’s not caving on that decision. 

His friend exhales heavily, giving him the ‘I’m upset with you, but it’s not actually any of my business so I’m not gonna stress over it’ look. “If I hurt Mina’s feelings I take her out and spend the day with her doing things she likes. Arcades, dancing, dinner. Just ask her and find out what she wants for you, but make sure whatever you do is something that will make up for all the shit you’ve been pulling.”

“No shit Sherlock.” 

“Yeah, you’re welcome. I gotta go man, got a tutoring session with TodoMomo.” Bakugou nods his friend off and starts thinking. What could Toga want that would make her go over the moon? Other than him being a faithful, kind hearted boyfriend. 

Hey looney bin, where are you? We need to talk.

Himi: I didn’t do whatever it is you’re mad about now :( :o :o

Oof, yeah he’s most definitely an asshole. He replies to her that he just wants to ask her something and that she’s not in any trouble and she tells him he can find her in the library. Jeez that’s such a long way away from him though. Meet me in the courtyard

Himi: Be there in 10

Himi: Maybe 15

Himi: I’m coming as quickly as I can :) 

What if she asks him to do something weird with her? Like paint his face for her little channel or finally read one of her fanfics? He doesn’t even watch whatever crappy show she writes about so none of it would make sense to him anyways. 

Perhaps the best thing he can do for her at this point is just break up with her. It’s not like he never planned not to anyways and even though it will probably devastate her, she’s a big girl, she can and will get over it eventually. Oh but then finishing their project would be high key awkward. They don’t have much more to do so maybe he can wait until they’re done. 

There’s a mini Kiri that pops up on his shoulder dressed in nothing but what appears to be silky white boxers and a halo on his head. Even angel Kiri likes to show off. Angel Kiri tells him that he’s an asshole for thinking like that which is pretty strange because he didn’t think angels could curse, but apparently they can. You just acknowledged that she’s a good girl, plus you told her she’s not in any trouble, you’re going to break her heart if you dump her. Well yes, he knows that, but he really doesn’t want to do any of that shit. It could be worse, she hasn’t even told you what she wants yet. 

Angel Kiri is just as annoying as his life size version. And where is the mini devil to try and convince him otherwise? You are the devil. Talk about rudeness. Bakugou brushes the annoying figment off his shoulder and looks up just in time to see Camie walking towards him. What on earth did he do to deserve this? Has she come here to gloat about whoever she’s sleeping with now since it isn’t him? ‘Walk the other way, walk the other way, walk the-‘

“Heyyy Bakubabe, what’s good?” She laughs, greeting him all cheerily as if nothing bad ever happened between them. 

‘Fuck me.’ He gripes in his head. “What the fuck do you want?” He snips at her, arms crossed and scowl firmly in place to let her know that he’s not dealing with her shit today or any other day. 

Camie chuckles, holding her hands up in surrender. “Relax yo, just saw you vibin’ over here and thought I’d say hey.” 

“Bye.” He snorts. 

She laughs again as if he’s joking with her, pushing fawn colored hair behind her ear and taking a seat right next to him. Bakugou stares at her, the minuscule space between them, and the rest of the open bench. All this space and she had to sit right next to him? “Are you still with that one chick? Hanako or something right?” 

“And if I am?” 

“Nothing nothing, just wonderin’. I mean if you’re not then we should chill again ya know? Unless you’re still having that tantrum or whatevs.” 

“It ain’t a tantrum and I don’t wanna be seen with you.” He states matter of factly. “Already wasted enough time on you. And money you asshole, you owe me hundreds for all the shit I bought you.” 

“Damn son, you’re acting really outta pocket right now. Usually that means you’re not getting laid or the sex ain’t good. Guess Hanako isn’t quite up to par.” She smirks. Bakugou cackles uncontrollably at her from his spot. Holy shit he never knew she was such a comedian. He’ll hand it to her, he was pussy whipped when he was with her, but when he started screwing with other people he also started to realize that she wasn’t all that great.

“First of all bitch, her name is Toga Himiko and you know this, petty doesn’t look good on you. Second, my little looney toon is perfect compared to you, not all washed up and used. Doesn’t fuck anything that breathes and has money in its wallet.” 

Camie blinks at him with her doe eyes not quite certain how to proceed from there. Usually when he trash talks her he follows up with some desperate apology to get back into her good graces, but this time he follows up with nothing. He sounds so firm and resolute in his decision to have nothing to do with her and she doesn’t like the way that feels. There’s just something about having someone hang on your every thread that makes you feel amazing. Knowing that whatever you do, whatever you say, that person will always be there ready to forgive you and ready to jump high for you. It’s like having a safety net and her safety net just withered away. 

Now he’s netting for someone else, some freak that writes cheesy love fics and paints her face in blood. That’s...improbable. There is no way that Toga Himiko is better than she is. What does that freak do that Camie doesn’t do because Camie does it all! 

She’s about to turn on her charm, work her way back to the front of his heart because there’s no way she’s been replaced completely. She’s about to completely win him back over for herself when surprise surprise Hanako shows up and oh how awful does she look. Half green monster thing and half human but not even herself with a raven wig on her head. How is this the girl he’s choosing over her? 

“Sorry I’m late Katsuki, I...ran...into Akira-kun…Utsushimi.” Her voice trails off as she acknowledges Camie’s presence there and a sly smirk slips onto the light brown haired woman’s face. Does this girl think about her? Does she agonize over how much time she’s spent with Bakugou? 

“Hanako-chan, how nice to finally formerly meet you.” She smiles, waving cutely at the other woman. 

Bakugou scowls at her and stands up, ruffling the other woman’s hair and planting a kiss on her crown. “Ignore her, we’re leaving.” 

“Oh where are you going?” Camie asks, perking up? He ignores her in favor of ushering the faux raven away with him. “S’fine,” she chuckles, leaning back against the bench, “I’ll hit you up tonight, yeah? Wait on me.”  

“Fuck off!” He shouts over his shoulder. Camie snorts softly, watching them and loving how Himiko repeatedly looks back over her shoulder and then up at Bakugou. She’s shaken, scared, probably feels like she’s not being let in on a bigger secret, but it’s no secret really. Bakugou Katsuki has always belonged to Camie and she let him have his little fun, but it’s time for him to come back home now.

“What are you wearing?” Bakugou asks once they’ve gotten far enough away from her. Is that really what he wants to say first? After she caught him red handed with someone else? She doesn’t know what they were doing or talking about, but just the fact that they were together and in public? It’s embarrassing to her and hurtful. 

“Katsuki...are you and..Camie s-“

“Stop.” He interrupts. His stride comes to a halt as well and Toga stops by his side, staring and waiting for him to clear this up for her, just tell her he’s over Camie and that she has nothing to worry about. “Camie and I are done.” She breathes a breath of relief. “She’s just trying to get under your skin.” 

“So you don’t have feelings for her still?” She questions just to be sure. 

Bakugou sighs and tilts his head, beckoning her closer to him. She takes a hasty step, fully ready to hear whatever he has to say. Instead of saying anything however, he leans down and kisses her...in front of everyone. Is this their first public kiss? She thinks it is. She loves it, she loves how publicly he’s able to care for her. She smiles into their kiss, laughing breathlessly and nuzzles their noses together before he pulls back. “You’re my girl Toga. I haven’t been the greatest boyfriend to you, despite what you may think...but your poem...daydream, it made me realize that I owe you a little more than I’ve been giving.”

“That’s why I called you here to meet me. We’re gonna spend the entire day doing what you want, whatever it is...hopefully nothing too embarrassing.” 

Himiko gasps lightly, tilting her head to the side. Whatever she wants to do? An entire day? With her Katsuki? Oh she could scream right now, she could bust out some fancy new dance moves and tackle him to the ground in excitement. Instead like always her tear ducts are acting up and causing tears to flow down her cheeks. They’re happy tears, she’s so happy right now. 

“Why are you crying dumbass?” He huffs. 

“Oh Katsuki, you could’ve asked me to marry you and gotten the same reaction!” She sniffles, wiping away at her tears. “Well, I probably wouldn’t have contained myself this well, but I still would’ve cried! Wait, what about class?” 

“My last class for the day has been cancelled, you skip all the time anyways.” 

“Oh my gosh this is so perfect!” She squeals, bouncing around in her spot. “Ugh I can’t wait! Can we go!? Can we go now?!” 

“Relax loon, we’ll go just as you take all that shit off your face and get that wig off your head. Are you even going to tell me what that’s about?” 

Oh right, her look. “I’m part monster, hear me roar!” She growls baring her teeth at him and flexing her claws. It’s a look for her new video and the other half..well she‘s trying her hand on normal disguises. She plans to make her first attempt at gaining entrance to the Yakuza headquarters and she needs to look completely different from how she does now hence the wig and makeup. Every time she thinks about it though she gets queasy. 

Once she’s all washed up and back to her regular self she has already come up with a billion and one things to do with her lover. But there’s one thing in particular that she has truly always wanted to do to him, one of her wildest fantasies, and today will be the day she does it. She has to work up to it though, can’t just jump into something like that. 

Instead of taking the bus everywhere, Katsuki tosses her his car keys and, with a very stern warning, gives her permission to drive them around today. She honestly didn’t know he had a car, if anything he probably only uses it for downtown trips or whenever he doesn’t feel like being sandwiched on public transportation. 

It’s a sleek and black two door sports car, because what else would he drive, a minivan? Toga has her license so she knows how to drive, but the main reason she doesn’t have a car of her own, aside from always spending her money, is because she’s not good at it. But she doesn’t want to wreck his car and piss him off ruining their day so she makes sure to be as careful as possible and only rev the engine occasionally. 

First on her list, like always, milkshakes. Toga can’t have her good day without her pomegranate shake. He thinks it’s fucking gross and has no idea who came up with the bright idea of putting pomegranates in a damn milkshake, but she thinks he’s just crazy. The tarty sweetness mixed with the creamy smooth taste of ice cream and milk, so yummy. 

The next thing on her list of things to do is to go to Cage, a seafood place next to the beach. It’s like their first real date together and it’s perfect. Katsuki has a passion for spicy foods so he orders the spiciest sauce he can for his crab legs and shrimp and shares it with her. Then he laughs at her when she freaks out and goes red in the face from the burning sensation in her mouth. She’ll stick to her mild things thank you very much. 

She knows that Katsuki isn’t the kind of person to willingly open up to people about his life and his family, but they’re together and these are the kinds of things they should know about each other. So she delves yet again making sure not to stick her foot in her mouth by rambling about her father. 

Thankfully he’s not an abused child like Dabi was. He and his mother have their spats and she never hesitates to smack him upside the head, but she’s just a disciplinary and he’s not harboring hatred over it. 

His father is a complete push over, the laid back parent in the duo. He doesn’t like to yell, he doesn’t like to argue, he prefers soothing conversations and a more gentle approach to parenting and life as a whole. Katsuki inherited not a damn thing from this man personality wise. 

“So that shit that the dead girl said about your dad, you think she was right?” He questions. 

Himiko sighs softly. She has no idea how to accurately describe her relationship with her father. It’s rocky, it’s good, it could be better, but it’s fine because it could also be worse. “I was always the weird kid.” She shrugs. “My dad...he just had his own ideas of what his kids should be like when they were born.” 

“And you don’t fit the mold?” 

“Not in the slightest.” She smiles. “He always says that if I don’t straighten up he’ll cut me off financially, but he hasn’t done it yet.” They table the parental conversation, it’s boring and it always gives her conflicted feelings. It’s time to move on to something more exciting, shopping. But not just any shopping, lingerie shopping. 

Himiko is on a search for something that will make her man blush at the sight of it on her. This is also the perfect set up to get him right where she needs him for what she really wants. The thrilling and scanty lingerie will pair well with a few new trinkets and toys. “Why do you need those? Am I not enough for you?” 

“Oh ‘Suki, don’t be like that. Have you never used toys before? You do me good baby, but these just add to the excitement!” She squeals. She holds the box up to him so he can see the dildo clearly. It’s thick and long, a hot pink color, complete with a lovely matching harness. He’s noticed the harness, but her point is going clear over his head, or he’s just blatantly ignoring what she’s getting at here. “You did me, why can’t I do you?” She questions. 

“That’s not the same thing.” He protests.

“How so? I’m pretty sure my ass was never really meant to have your dick in it, but it did. So why can’t yours take mines?” 

“First, it’s not your dick an-

“It is if I buy it.” She cuts in earning a glare from him. 

“You know what I mean Toga.” He grinds out. 

“I don’t know what you mean Katsuki.” She sighs. “Are you saying if I was born with a penis you would let me fuck you?” His cheeks are definitely on fire now and he’s flustered and frustrated. Poor baby is just nervous. Toga tucks the box under her arm and cups his cheeks in her hands cooing at him. “It’s okay baby, I would never hurt you and if you really don’t want to then we won’t... but I just felt like it would be fun. I would try anything you wanted to try and you said today was about doing what I wanted.”

“You’re not gonna guilt trip into doing this.”

“I’m not trying to.” She says quickly. “I’m just trying to explain. Please Katsuki, let’s at least just try it once and I promise if you don’t like it we’ll stop. I’d never tell anyone either if that’s what you’re worried about.” 

“And what the fuck do I get out of this?” He asks, quirking a brow at her. 

“Anything you want obviously. There’s plenty of toys here for you to use on me, whips, cuffs, vibrators.” She giggles merrily, her toes curling in her shoes. She leans up on her toes, her teeth gently nibbling on his earlobe. “Just think about it,” she breathes, “I know how good it feels to be stretched, having a nice fat cock stroking me, pounding against my spot, making my legs tremble, pushing me over the edge.” She kisses a throbbing pulse in his neck. “I just wanna make you explode baby. Oh you would cum so hard for me.” 

Toga presses her body against his and grins at the feel of his bulge pressing against her stomach. His free hand comes up to grab a handful of her ass, squeezing and pressing against her more. “You have any me to fuck you in front of all these people don’t you? That's why you’re trying to rile me up, huh?” 

She bites down on her bottom lip hard enough to draw blood. “Katsu..” she whimpers in her ear. The idea sounds fantastic, being thrown to the ground and ravaged in public, but she doesn’t want to get arrested for indecent exposure and banned from this place. “Restraint baby. We’ll have plenty of playtime tonight.” She tells him. 

“You’re such a fucking tease.” He growls at her. “Just begging me to punish you.” 

“Mmm I’ve been a naughty girl, haven’t I?” She chuckles softly. She pulls back just enough to look at his eyes. They’re on fire, a storm brewing, lustful and heated. Her tongue sticks out a little and she licks his lips before giving him a chaste kiss and pulling away from him altogether. “Patience.” She smirks. “Now...are we doing this or not?”

Oh god he’s doing this. He has no idea why he agreed, this goes far beyond the realm of just trying to be a good boyfriend to her and he should have said no, but dammit the way she acted in that store and the things she promised had him thinking more with his dick instead of his head. 

He never imagined himself venturing into a sex shop and buying the shit he bought today, but he’s already come this far and he doesn’t want to back out now. One because he isn’t a little bitch and two because he fully intends to use those toys to push Toga so far over the edge that she doesn’t speak straight for days. 

She gets to go first, get the hard part out of the way and then it’ll be his turn. He has no idea how he wants to do this. He feels like if he lays down on his back then he’s the bitch here and if he goes on his hands and knees…well he just doesn’t want to do that, but he for damn sure isn’t going to bend over and take it so doggy style it is. 

He’s on his bed, head resting on a pillow, ass in the air and trying to keep his cool while Toga strokes his back gently trying to calm him. She’s cooing at him about how much of a good boy he is and how pretty he looks like this. He really wishes she would just get over it so he barks at her to get a move on before he changes his mind. 

She giggles, she’s always damn giggling. “We can’t rush this Katsu. It’s your first time, I want it to be special for you.” When she leans over him he can feel that plastic dick rubbing against him and his body tenses. She trails soft kisses along his spine, all the way down his back and her small hands palm the flesh of his ass. She rubs circles over his flesh and he bites down on his knuckles when he feels her part his cheeks and crudely spit on him. It’s ironic because it’s the same thing he did to her and he certainly didn’t find it crude when he did it. 

Her finger prods against his virgin entrance, pushing gently inside him and he tries not to inch away from the intrusion. “There, there handsome.” She whispers. “It’s not so bad is it?” No, not that awful, he decides. It’s just one finger, she has small hands, thin fingers, he can handle this. 

She’s humming some song to herself while her finger moves inside him, slowly thrusting. Her other massages his side, rubbing circles into his hips gingerly. “I’m gonna add another finger now, okay?” He nods his head, taking deep breaths and letting his body relax. He appreciates how much care and consideration she’s showing for him, unlike he showed her. Knowing how wild and crazy Toga can get in bed he expected her to just shove it in and ruin him, but she’s doing the exact opposite and he owes her a lot of gratitude for it. 

He feels another finger inside him, thrusting along the first one, probing his insides and scissoring him open and he lets out a soft moan at the feel. It’s not horrible, it actually feels kind of good, good enough that his cock is starting to get stiff. She’s knuckle deep in his ass and he inwardly wishes that her fingers were a little longer, thicker, fuck what is happening to him? 

“Are you okay?” She asks and he nods quickly.

“Yeah.” He breathes out. 

“Okay enough to move on?” He doesn’t even hesitate before he consents. If her fingers feel this good, he can only imagine how nice her cock is going to feel. Himiko kisses the small of his back once before pulling his fingers out of him and moving to grab the lube. He can hear her squirting it into her hands and feel it’s icy coolness being spread over him. He wants to look back, but he keeps his eyes forward, trying to focus on staying relaxed. 

“Breathe.” She instructs him as she lines him up. “Don’t clench or it’ll hurt more.” 

“How many times have you done this?” He asks with the slightest twinge of jealousy in his voice. Hours ago he wouldn’t have given a fuck who she’s pegged, but now he feels compelled to know that he’s the only one she’s comfortable enough doing this with. 

“Mmm just relax honey. It’s you and I now. Nobody else matters Katsuki.” He bites his tongue, he’ll get to the bottom of this later. He inhales sharply at the first push, the stretch and the burn making him curse under his breath. He starts to move his hand to his cock but is stopped when something smacks across his ass leaving a sting. His head whips around and she’s grinning at him, whip in hand and a glint of mischievous delight in her eyes. When the fuck did she grab that? That’s supposed to be for him to use on her. “No no no, no touching yourself just yet. I’m in charge now okay? I promise I’m gonna make you feel...so...good.” She promises, inching her dick into him more and more. 

He screws his eyes shut, clenching his jaw as he’s stretched more. “Fuck.” He hisses, panting heavily. Katsuki is not a submissive person, but the way she’s controlling him makes him think he wouldn’t mind being dominated every once in a while. It’s sexy, a turn on for him. His little dominatrix. His back arches for her as she continues sliding into him. 

“Ohhh that’s it.” She moans as she buries herself to the hilt inside him. “Feels good yeah?”

“Yeah.” He agrees, licking his lips. “Feel a lot better if you moved.” He adds, grunting. 

“Aww look at that, my baby’s so eager to get his ass plowed. I knew you’d like it.” He feels her pull out a little, before pushing back in. “I wish you could see it,” she whispers breathlessly, grinding into him slowly. “How good my cock looks fucking your ass.” 

She pulls back out and this time when she pushes in it’s harder, he cries out louder than he intended, but it can’t be helped. She’s just hit his prostate head on and god it felt so fucking good. He has no idea where Kirishima is, but he really hopes he’s not in the dorm. His hips rock back into her, wanting to feel more, wanting to feel that same bout of pleasure he just experienced. “You’re such a greedy little slut aren’t you?” She moans out, speeding up her thrusts. 

His mouth falls open, moans spilling out, his hands carding in his hair. She whips him again when he fails to respond to her and his cock twitches, “yeah, f-fuck yes.” 

“Yes what?” 

“I..I’m a greedy little…slut.” He whispers. She whips again and he whines like a sick little bitch in heat. 

“Louder, I can’t hear you baby. You want me to fuck you right? Just tell me what I wanna hear.” 

“Fuck! A slut dammit, I’m a greedy little slut, now fuck me harder.” 

She whips him again and his hands clench in the sheets, “who’s slut are you?”

“Yours.” He gasps, “H-Himiko’s.” ‘Lord please don’t let shitty hair be in here.’ 

Whip abandoned, Toga grabs his hips, dragging him back against her while she rails him hard and fast. He can’t believe how loud he is, he can’t believe how good this feels and how much he’s enjoying it. So much so that he reaches back to put a hand on her as if trying to force her deeper inside him. “Ohhh fuck.” He groans. His cock is weeping and begging for attention and she wants him to beg for it and beg he does. Shamelessly desperate for her touch, for more sensational pleasures.

“You’re such a good boy baby.” She moans. “Fuck you look so good taking my cock like this. Such a perfect fucking ass.” 

“Please, fuck please. Touch my dick.” He would literally do anything she asked right now. Himiko leans over him, sinking her teeth into his shoulder and finally her hand wraps around his length, stroking and pumping him while she continues to hit his prostate at the perfect angle. He feels tears, he feels his orgasm coming, racking his body stronger than he’s used to. 

“Cum ‘Suki.” She coaxes him. “It’s okay baby, let go.” She doesn’t have to tell him twice before he, as she put it, explodes in her hand. Thick ropes of hot cum shooting from his member as she continues fucking him through it. His eyesight feels blurry and there’s static in his ears as his head swims. He hardly even realizes what he’s doing when she sticks her fingers in his mouth, but that’s his cum he’s tasting. A little salty but mostly sweet. He sucks willingly on her fingers, licking them clean because he’s already come this far so why the hell not? 

She kisses him when he’s finished, tasting his remnants on his tongue and when she pulls out he feels empty and even a little sad. “You did so good baby.” She breathes, before ravaging his mouth with her tongue. These are not the kind of praises he ever expected to enjoy but he is absolutely thrilled with her pride in him. He collapses next to her on the bed, trying to recover from whatever the fuck that was. The bed dips as Toga stands up, relieving herself of her strap and he rolls over to watch her. Her pussy is glistening with slick and just the sight of it brings him back to life. Now he’s thinking about everything he’s going to do to her and his palms are itching with anticipation. 

She smiles innocently at him, covering her mouth with her hands and a bright shade of blush on her cheeks. “I told you you’d like it.” She teases, rocking back and forth on her heels. 

He chuckles breathlessly at her and sits up. “Shut up, you had your turn and it’s mine now. Lay down, spread your legs.” He tells her. She moves happily, crawling back onto the bed and flipping herself over to her back, legs spread invitingly. Bakugou grabs the vibrator and a butt plug and kneels in front of her wasting no time before ducking down to lap away at her juices. 

He uses the vibrator on her clit and stuffs her pretty little asshole with the plug, fingering her wet hole. It doesn’t take her long to cum like that, stuffed, teased, licked all over and fingered. The minute his cock slides inside her, he knows he’s not going to last long before he cums again. Her legs are folded back and his lips crushed against hers while he assaults her insides quickly, needily. She moans into his mouth, her nails raking his shoulders. He breaks their kiss so he can breathe, pressing his forehead against hers as her walls clamp around him. “Ugh fuck I’m gonna cum.” He growls.

“Inside, cum inside me, I want it!” Both their eyes travel downwards to watch their bodies come together and his hips stutter before stilling deep inside her and he spills his second load inside her quivering walls that milk him for all he’s worth. Toga kisses his cheeks, his jaw anyplace on his face that her lips can reach. He’s spent, this whole thing has been such a blissful experience for him. The feel of being fucked, the feeling of fucking her, his cock dragging along the feel of the plug in her ass mixed with the velvety slickness of her pussy. He isn’t ready for it to end here yet, he just needs a break, a breather and then he’s going to continue this escapade of theirs. And luckily for him his girl is down for anything. If it weren’t for that poem, he would have never had this realization that he needs to do better. He would have never put forth the effort to try to do something good for her and it would have never led them to this. 

He’s been such an asshole, conniving and vindictive towards her because of his grudge against someone else. Someone who would have never treated him the way she does, someone who would have never made him feel this good. “I love you so much Katsuki.” She tells him. 

“Yeah, yeah I love you too Himi.” He doesn’t actually mean that, he could someday, but just not today, but he tells her because they’re so good right now that he doesn’t want to ruin anything. He could love her, maybe even someday soon. 

She’s pretty, uniquely beautiful with her strange features. She has a big heart and she’s not afraid to give her entire being for his happiness. He doesn’t have to treat her like shit to get the utmost best from her. As the minutes go by it’s getting harder and harder for him to believe that he really tried to ruin something that could be great. He’s been waiting and hoping, wishing for so long for someone like her. Someone that would give him the affection, the praise, and the warmth that he so desperately craved from someone else. And he has it right here with her and at this point, he’s prepared to do whatever it takes to make sure that he doesn’t fuck this up any further than he already has.