He gives you hickeys
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The bustling city outside faded into the background as you and Bakugou found a rare moment of quiet in your shared apartment. The day had been filled with hero duties, and now, as you relaxed together, the atmosphere between you simmered with a subtle intimacy. The soft glow of the evening lights seeped through the windows, casting a warm hue over the room.
Bakugou, typically brimming with explosive energy, now moved with a different kind of intensity. His eyes held a mix of playfulness and desire as he traced patterns on your arm, his fingers sending shivers down your spine.
"You've been working hard, Y/N," he remarked, his voice low and husky. "Maybe you need a break."
A mischievous grin played on his lips as he leaned in, placing a lingering kiss on your neck. The sensation sent a tingling warmth through you, and you couldn't help but smile.
"Katsuki, what are you up to?" you asked, your tone a playful mix of curiosity and anticipation.
He pulled back, his crimson eyes meeting yours. "Just making sure my mark is on you."
Before you could fully comprehend his words, Bakugou peppered a series of gentle kisses along your neck, each one leaving a faint mark. Your breath caught as he continued, the sensation a delicious mix of pleasure and surprise.
"Katsuki," you murmured, a blend of amusement and affection in your voice. "Are you giving me hickeys?"
He pulled away, a smug satisfaction evident in his expression. "Damn right. It's a reminder that you're mine."
You couldn't help but laugh, the intensity of the hero world momentarily replaced by the tender connection between you and Bakugou. As you ran your fingers through his hair, he leaned in for a lingering kiss, sealing the unspoken promise of the marks he'd left on your skin.
In the days that followed, the hickeys became a playful secret between you and Bakugou. Each one carried a memory of stolen moments and shared intimacy, a testament to the strength of your relationship.
One evening, as you both prepared for another night of hero duties, Bakugou grinned, his fingers tracing over the fading marks on your neck. "You wear them well, Y/N."
You rolled your eyes, but the fondness in your gaze was undeniable. "You're lucky I don't mind. Just make sure they're not too visible in the hero costume."
He chuckled, pulling you into a tight embrace. "Wouldn't want anyone else marking what's mine."
As the night unfolded, the city lights below witnessed the dance of heroes, and among them, you and Bakugou, marked by the subtle imprints of love.
The night embraced you both, and as you ventured into the city, the soft glow of the streetlights highlighted the marks Bakugou had left on your neck. you couldn't help but feel a subtle thrill, knowing that beneath the hero facade, this private connection with bakugou was yours alone.
As heroes on patrol, the city presented its usual array of challenges. villains lurked in the shadows, and the constant vigilance required by your profession demanded focus. Yet, in the midst of it all, Bakugou's presence beside you provided a steady anchor.
During a brief respite, you found a quiet spot overlooking the city skyline. The lights below painted a mesmerizing picture, and you couldn't resist stealing a glance at bakugou. his gaze, usually sharp and determined, softened as it met yours.
"you okay?" he asked, his hand reaching up to trace the fading hickeys. The concern in his eyes mirrored the tenderness of his touch.
you nodded, a smile playing on your lips. "more than okay, katsuki. it's just a reminder of us."
he smirked, his bravado returning. "damn right. let those villains know you're taken."
The night unfolded with the rhythm of heroics, each rooftop and alley a stage for your relentless pursuit of justice. Yet, amidst the chaos, the marks on your neck became a silent testament to the personal connection that fueled your shared determination.
as dawn approached, signaling the end of your patrol, you found yourselves back at your apartment. the city lights, now softened by the first light of day, watched over the scene unfolding within.
Bakugou, exhaustion etched on his face, pulled you into a comforting embrace. "you did well tonight, y/n. I'm proud of you."
you nestled against him, the fading hickeys a reminder of the intimate moments woven into the fabric of your hero journey. "I couldn't have done it without you, katsuki."
he pressed a tender kiss to your forehead, a silent acknowledgment of the unspoken bond you shared. As you both settled into the quiet of the morning, the city lights outside bore witness to the strength of a love marked by the highs and lows of hero life.
Days turned into nights, and the rhythm of hero life continued. The city lights outside your apartment carried the stories of countless battles, victories, and the unwavering bond between you and Bakugou. Yet, as heroes, you both knew that challenges were a constant companion.
One evening, as you prepared for another patrol, Bakugou's fingers traced over the fading marks on your neck. The atmosphere was charged with the anticipation of the night's endeavors. "Ready for another round, Y/N?" he asked, a playful glint in his eyes.
You smirked, "Always. Just try not to leave too many marks this time. We have a reputation to uphold."
He chuckled, "No promises, especially when villains don't know how to keep their hands to themselves."
The night unfolded with the familiar dance of heroics. Rooftops became stages, and each alley held the potential for confrontation. As you faced the challenges head-on, the thrill of the chase mixed with the subtle reminder of Bakugou's marks.
In the quiet moments between battles, you and Bakugou found solace on a rooftop overlooking the city. The night breeze carried a sense of calm, and you stole a moment to glance at Bakugou, his crimson eyes meeting yours.
"You're doing great out here, Y/N," he said, his voice a reassurance in the midst of chaos.
You smiled, "We make a good team, don't we?"
He nodded, a shared understanding passing between you. "Damn right we do."
As dawn approached, you returned to your apartment, the city lights below fading into the dawn. Bakugou, though tired, wore a satisfied grin. "Another night down," he remarked.
You nodded, "And many more to come."
The marks on your neck, though faint, told a story of nights spent protecting the city together. As you both settled into the quiet of the morning, the city lights outside bore witness to the strength of your love, marked by the highs and lows of hero life.
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