❝ scene seven. ❞

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(Y/N) YAMAMOTO WAS CURRENTLY DOING HER MATHS HOMEWORK IN HER ROOM, with one of her hands tapping the pen on the table, she closed the textbook and let out a heavy sigh. her fingers then ran through her soft locks, gently scratching her scalp. (y/n) just started doing her homework 15 minutes ago and she didn't have the motivation to continue nor finished the whole damn paper. giving herself a ton of excuses, the teen switched on the laptop and logged into her google account, clicking on the blue icon again to start writing a new chapter.

"fuck homework, i didn't update for like a week." (y/n) yamamoto cracked her knuckles before she started typing, her fingers danced skillfully over the plastic keys as the clicking sounds echoed in her room. (y/n) gushed with excitement when she imagined scenarios in her head, her cheeks heated and her stomach did a flip- flop; she bit her lip when the tingling sensation started. (y/n) yamamoto, for the first time; felt ashamed when writing one of her chapters. she couldn't stop thinking about katsuki, he walked her home today and even patted her head before he leaves, (y/n) yamamoto swore that she could see the hectic red blush rise up into his cheeks. they were only "friends", right? nothing more and nothing less. she scratched her hands slightly and looked at the title that she created just now, and damn (y/n) could feel her panties started to get warm and wet.

"s-senpai...i love you." - title

she imagined the blonde pushed her roughly on the edge of the bed, kissing her passionately whilst his fingers dipped inside her wet cunt, slowly massaging her walls; scissoring her as his tongue flicked one of her perky nubs. her hands would dig on to his arms, feeling herself reaching her climax when katsuki used his thumb to circle her clit faster and faster. the ash blonde smirked at her reactions, in which (y/n) yamamoto is whimpering beneath him, her thoughts are interrupted when katsuki is whispering in her ear, licking it and sucking her earlobe in a playful manner; "ungh...hah...senpai, i can't take this anymore- i want to put inside-"

(y/n) yamamoto buried her face on the table, stomping her legs as her body wiggling around the chair; she needs to stop thinking about the moments when she was with katsuki. the girl huffed, plugging her earphones on her phone, searching for dreamy lo-fi songs that would calm her anxious mind. she hates herself for being so impulsive, accepted everything without processed those words that katsuki have said to her. ever since that day, (y/n) yamamoto was confused about her own feelings- just because they were fuck buddies, it only meant sexual relationship, which no feelings attached...but, (y/n) yamamoto somehow felt different, she probably won't admit it but sincerely speaking - her heart can't really take it when the blonde was sweet and gentle towards her; this makes her even confusing.

"he's not that attractive anyway." the girl sighed, taking out her earphones and lay on her bed, staring at the ceiling. after listening to music, her body was still aroused and she feels the need to release the tension of it.

"ah damn it!" just when (y/n) yamamoto wanted to slip her fingers inside her panties, her brother knocked on the door enthusiastically, and (y/n) let out a groan of dismay. she took a few deep breaths before she opened her door, holding back the urge to slap on takeshi's face. "oi, (y/n)! Mom and dad have come back from their business trip, they are going to take us out for dinner!" the black-haired male chirped happily, his eyes wandered around her room, he then pushed her away slightly and went into her room as he looked at (y/n) yamamoto in disbelief;

"wow, you actually clean your room-"

"takeshi! stop teasing me, idiot!" she pouted angrily, her petite hands grabbed his arms and pulled him out of the room; the ravenette huffed out a laugh while glancing back to his sister. takeshi yamamoto tilted his head to the side, his hands on his hips as he gave her his most innocent look, "why are you so mad? what did i do, huh?" he questioned.

(y/n) yamamoto gulped and started waving her hands awkwardly, sputtering nonsense as she didn't know how to answer her brother. "ah- you know? it's nothing! i think we should get going hehe..." her brother shrugged and followed her to the stairs. (y/n), as usual, being the clumsy girl she was- her foot suddenly slipped and turned outward as she fell down the stairs, her limbs tumbling over one another, twisting and hitting against the stairs. her face was smashed in the corner, she hissed in discomfort while lifting her head. Takeshi and her parents quickly rushed to her side, pulling her up and lead her to sit on the chair. (y/n) yamamoto's body has bruises all over her body, especially on her forehead; there was a purple stain above her eyebrow and she didn't take notice of that. the girl smiled softly, pressing the small bruise on her wrist, her breath hitched as she tried her best not to moan at this feeling.

she stood up, straightened her clothes, smoothed her hair and took a deeper breath than she had ever taken before. "wow, that's amazing." she laughed awkwardly as her parents gave her a stern look, "(y/n) yamamoto, i just don't understand why will you enjoy bruises that much? are you a masochist or something? my daughter?"

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the yamamoto's were now having dinner in a ramen restaurant, talking to each other happily while slurping their noodles. takeshi was now describing his working experience in a japanese sushi restaurant that he worked for his uncle. let's say, takeshi went a little overboard when expressing his feelings, using big gestures and even mimicked the customer's voice in a loud tone; making (y/n) yamamoto laughed at her brother. even though takeshi yamamoto was a kind of a dork, but the girl truly cherished him and won't hesitate to protect him when he's in trouble. the girl slightly nudged him with her elbow, she narrowed her eyes and asked him to be quiet for a second.

"takeshi, stop being so dramatic, please." (y/n) yamamoto took the gyoza on the blue plate and stuffed it into her mouth. she sighed while looking at him, (y/n) quickly grabbed his hands because she knew what was his next move- her brother likes to pinch her cheeks which she was irritated by it. "mom!! (y/n) likes to bully me when you guys are not around." the ravenette spoke in a teasing manner, and (y/n) yamamoto sighed in defeat; letting go of his hands as she switched her gaze towards her parents.

"how's school, baby?"

"it went pretty well, i guess." she smiled.

"uh-oh! (y/n) bring her boyfriend to our house last week!" takeshi exclaimed, the parents choked on their food and looked at (y/n) yamamoto excitedly, the girl's eyes widened in surprise as she punched takeshi's arm and gave him a disgusted look; "he-he's not my boy-" her phone suddenly vibrated on the table, receiving a message from katsuki bakugou. one of her hands covered her mouth, (y/n) quickly took the phone and clicked on the message, her brother was still talking about last week's events; of how (y/n) yamamoto invited him over to eat dinner together. "and (y/n) dragged him to her room, then some weird noises-" (y/n) quickly shushed him by putting her forefinger on the lips, her body was trembling, she didn't want her parents to ask her questions-

"let's see, weird noises. you guys are in a relationship, eh? i will buy you some condoms later, protection is really important." her dad sipped on the green tea while smirking at her mother, "i told ya! our daughter is attractive-"

"mom, dad!! he's not my boyfriend, okay?!" she sighed and rubbed her temples gently, her eyes looking at the messages again; feeling herself getting nervous than usual.

"...can you fetch me to his house? we need to discuss our assignments right now because it's due by the end of this week, i will call you guys once i finished everything."

katsuki bakugou, what are you trying to do with me?!

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9:00 PM

(y/n) yamamoto sat on his bed anxiously, waiting for katsuki to enter his room. the blonde was washing the dishes in the kitchen now, loud noises and cursing could be heard outside the room as (y/n) assumed that katsuki was being angry for no reason, again. the house was quiet and his cousins were late as usual. the girl let out a yawn, standing up and walked towards his desk, his books and stationery were put neatly together, and there's a small cactus plant beside the lamp; the girl chuckled softly and placed the plant on her palm. she didn't know that katsuki likes this kind of things, who would've thought that the katsuki bakugou - the explosion teen with his famous menacing demeanour was actually a softie?

"oi, what are you doing?" katsuki snatched the plant away and placed it on the table, (y/n) yamamoto laughed at him and ruffled his hair in response. "aww, such a cutie." he then suddenly grabbed her wrist gently, his eyes scanning at her body continuously as he quirked his eyebrows in confusion; "i just wanted to ask you - you have bruises all over your body, what the fuck happened to you?" he asked.

"i-i, tripped down the stairs, that's it." she stuttered, avoiding eye contact with him. She could feel her body starting to get warmer and her heart was pounding against her chest. without a word, katsuki lifted up into his arms and set her down on the table, (y/n) yamamoto let out a protesting squeak as the blonde grabbed her hips firmly; he pressed his forehead against her forehead gently. she gripped her arms tightly and let out a soft moan, as katsuki's forehead accidentally brushed against the dark purple bruise above her eyebrow. he quickly pulled away and massaged the swollen lump in a caressing manner, katsuki sighed; taking out a rectangular packet on his pocket and showed it to her.

"erm, i- i wanted to have sex with you- like real sex, but i don't think that you're up to it since your body was not in a good condition today." he threw the condom on his bed and rubbing her bruise a few more times, (y/n) yamamto immediately wrapped her legs around his waist and pulled him closer; her hands cupping his cheeks lovingly and kissed him passionately. katsuki was shocked at first, and then he got distracted by the kiss and kissed just as passionately in return. (y/n) yamamoto took his right hand and slipped inside her shirt, and katsuki immediately lifted up her bra and fondled her breasts roughly; moisture flowed between her thighs as his thumb swirled around her right nipple. They both pulled away with a string of saliva connected to their lips, panted heavily and looked at each other with pure lust.

"are you sure about that?" the blonde caressed her thighs whilst his tongue worked on her ears, nibbling and sucking it seductively. he could feel (y/n) nodded in embarrassment as the girl nuzzled his neck, moaning his name loudly. he pulled away and kissed her again, katsuki felt himself drowning in pleasure, he wanted her in so many ways he couldn't explain. and again, why did he feel butterflies in his stomach when (y/n) yamamoto was around him? he has no clue at all. katsuki took off her shirt and shorts, picking her up in bridal style, slowly laid her gently on his bed, and then looked down at her.

"you idiot! stop looking at me!" (y/n) yamamoto covered her upper body, feeling insecure once again as she didn't know how katsuki will think about her appearance. katsuki growled and pinned her hands above her head, he then took a deep breath and looked at her in the eyes. the explosive teen had better ideas but he was too ashamed to speak out his mind, katsuki gulped loudly, a pink blush spread across his cheeks which makes him look even adorable.

"c-can i call you senpai?"

(y/n) yamamoto eyes widened in disbelief, this was not a fucking dream. katsuki bakugou was actually considered to call her senpai in bed, her breath hitched when the blonde kissed her cheeks and looked at her again, "o-oi, say something, dumbass!" he spoke quietly as the girl gave him a cheeky grin, leaning in and kissed him on the lips.

"yes, idiot."

katsuki took out his shirt and his sweatpants, leaving his grey boxers. he then unclasped her constricting piece in a swift motion, tossing it on the floor. he smirked, teasing one of her nipples by blowing it; this makes (y/n) yamamoto arched her back wanting for more. "bakugou, please-" she threw her head back when katsuki engulfed one aching nipple in his hot mouth, (y/n) thrusts her fingers through his hair and held his head so he won't stop. "u-ungh! don't stop..." he then took the other nipple and did the same treatment, she heard herself making noises, moans and little mewling sounds but she couldn't stop herself for reacting like this.

"do you like it? senpai?" he lowered his head and kissed her again, she nodded as her throat was too dry to answer. katsuki gave her a cocky grin and planted kisses on her bruises and every inch of her body, (y/n) yamamoto moaned at the new sensation that the explosive teen has given to her. his hands slowly rubbing on the wet spot that was forming on her panties, her head fell back as she closed her eyes; pleading for more.

"bakugou...can you rubbed the bruise on my right knee? used your knuckles and rubbed it harder."

katsuki placed his hands on her belly, he slid both thumbs of her panties and pulled down swiftly. the blonde chuckled softly, rubbing her bruise as fast as he could and his tongue lashed against the hood of her clitoris. "wow, senpai is a masochist, huh?" she moaned as she grabbed the sheets tightly, feeling electricity like pleasure ran through her throbbing cunt. katsuki growled and spread her legs apart, he licked her wet seam to end to end, then he sucked her; swirling her clit with the tip of his tongue. without any warning, katsuki slipped two fingers inside her and she released a ragged moan, the pressure was so intense, so maddening, he then used his thumb to press the bruise harder; causing the girl moaned in pleasure.

he pulled away, making (y/n) yamamoto shivered the loss of contact, just when she wanted to protest; he kissed her whilst his fingers ran to her pleasure button and rubbed it in a steady pace. his fingers were magic, he knew exactly how hard to touch, exactly where to touch. (y/n) yamamoto was seeing stars as the girl gripped on his arms tightly, the blonde sucked her tongue into his mouth; while he palmed and tugged on her nipples. he broke the kiss and looked at her, the looks of pure pleasure on her face was enough driving the blonde crazy. katsuki slow down his movements and watched her reactions, (y/n) yamamoto kept chanting at his name like a prayer, she arched against his hand; wanting so much more. "senpai, i like your lewd expression, you want to cum don't you?" he smirked while his thumbs circling her clit faster and faster, it all came in an instant, her climax hitting as she cried out his name, lower half clenching and tensing from her orgasm.

"senpai, i can't hold back anymore...i want to put it in," he said huskily. removing his boxers, he pinched the tip of the condom and placed it on the head of his cock. he could see her body tensed when he slides his cock over her lower lips a few times, katsuki stopped and asked her, "what's wrong?"

"i- don't know."

"change your mind? i can pull it out now, you know? i don't want you to feel uncomfortable or anything."

"n-no, bakugou. it's just really strange," she spoke quietly.

his body pressing against her bare chest, "if it's really painful, you can bite on my shoulder if you want to." those words that came out from katsuki makes (y/n) blushed so much- he was too caring and soft towards her and she hates it when he was acting like this. she sighed and nodded, "bakugou, fucking move, idiot!" trying to distract her thoughts, the blonde nuzzled her neck while slowly sliding in as (y/n) let out a low moan. it was indeed painful, her eyes brimmed with tears when he pushed it a little bit further, she patted his back and told him to give her time to adjust her size. katsuki nodded, breathing heavily as his head still nuzzling her neck, taking the smell of her scent. the feeling was incredible, katsuki wanted to thrust her hard and fast but he knew that it wasn't going to happen tonight, it was their first time, (y/n)'s first time; he needs to take it slow as he didn't want her to be afraid of him.

"you can move now, don't be too fast." (y/n) yamamoto hissed in pain when katsuki started to move at a slow pace, she was not used to this feeling. she bit her right hand harshly, drawing blood, he kissed her neck and groaned, slowly thrusting in a much faster pace as the girl felt at ease after a few seconds; she felt strange - pleasure and pain mixing together, she immediately wrapped her arms around his neck, letting out a moan. she let out a sigh of relief as katsuki looked up at her, his lips slightly parted and face flushed, glancing over her right hand; he frowned and stopped thrusting inside her.

"what the fuck?! you should tell me if it's really painful! and what's wrong?! fucking bite my shoulder if you are in pain, damn it!" katsuki scolded her, gritted his teeth and (y/n) yamamoto smiled, caressing his cheeks; "idiot, i don't want to leave bites for you, your shoulder will be really painful tomorrow if i did that, you-" katsuki cut off her words with a passionate kiss, thrusting her hard and fast as (y/n) pressed his head to deepen the kiss, both of them kissing sloppily, moaning with each thrust and the wonderful rhythm of his hips met hers with a solid slap; katsuki shuddered when he felt her melt around him. he pulled her up and let her sat on his lap, (y/n) yamamoto straddled him immediately, wild with lust, and katsuki thrusting her as fast as he could. He captured each breast in his hands and massaged them, gently pinched the nipples. (y/n) moaned, it was all too good, even though she was not likely to have an orgasm for the first time; but god this felt so different.

he nipped her neck, licking her ears as he whispered, "senpai, you have sensitive nipples." giving her his signature sexy smirk, she screamed when he fondled her clit whilst his hands work on her nipple, it was too much; hearing her moans was enough to drive him to the edge. his thrusts growing needy and sloppy as she noticed him growing close to his own climax. (y/n) bounced up and down in his lap, the sensations that she was giving to him were so fantastic that he thought that the room was spinning. his breathing started to get uneven as katsuki make another growl, it only took a few more thrusts as a wave of powerful orgasm washed over him.

(y/n) yamamoto panted heavily, tiny drops trickled between her breasts and her eyes blinked in exhaustion. he laid her down and slowly pulling out his cock, then collapsed beside her. both of them laying in awkward silence, katsuki sighed and called out her name.

"oi, dumbass."

"huh?" she turned around and looked at him, wiping the sweat on his forehead and giggled, "this is awesome."

katsuki bakugou smiled genuinely, somehow (y/n) always managed to make him feel something different, he didn't know how to describe this feeling, and he hates it when some other guys attempted to flirt with her - it was strange, he was scared to admit his feelings. and maybe, he wanted something more... katsuki was lonely, but this girl brightened up his day every time, it was not about casual sex anymore; her smile and personality were attractive to him. such complicated feelings, he knew that (y/n) yamamoto doesn't feel the same as him, and katsuki needs to stop thinking about it.

"so you like the word - "senpai", huh?" (y/n) yamamoto teased him, making the blonde blushed in embarrassment. katsuki puts the blanket over her before he stood up, throwing the condom into the dustbin. he wore his black t-shirt and sweatpants, thinking of going to the kitchen to get her some water. (y/n) yamamoto tilted her head in confusion when katsuki left her alone in the room. she quickly jumped out from the bed, putting on her clothes and a pair of black shorts. (y/n) yamamoto placed her hand on the table and her eyebrows furrowed, her other hand went to her lower back and massaged it; her body was sore after-

"oi, drink some water, dumbass." katsuki came inside the room and hand her a glass of water, she nodded obediently and drank everything.

he wanted to hug her.

"damn it! you idiot!" katsuki pulled her into his arms and sighed, "your- your hands...is it...okay? i mean, you should have told me if you want me to stop! dumbass... you have bruises all over your body, then now you bite your hand just because you didn't want me to get hurt!" he hugged her even tighter. (y/n) yamamoto blushed when katsuki stroked her hair, why was katsuki so loving all of a sudden? his voice was gentle, unlike the usual voice that he used to scold people in class. closing her eyes and enjoyed the moment, she hugged him back and nuzzled on his chest, it feels good after all.

"bakugou, don't worry! i am perfectly fine, okay? and look, i am still alive!" she laughed.

"you fucker-"

"katsuki!! i am back!!! and i saw a girl's slipper in our house! who is that? huh?" katsuki's cousin - yu, has come back, (y/n) yamamoto quickly pushed him away, and she could see the disappointment in his eyes; oh damn it looks adorable-

"who is that?" she asked, her voice containing a hint of panic she felt.

"my stupid cousin, and she's fucking crazy."

"uh-oh..." (y/n) quickly grabbed her phone on the chair and walked towards the door, but she suddenly went back to him and asked him;

"can i copy your maths answer tomorrow?"

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