001-Katsuki Bakugou-First time (F)
Bakugou and you have been high school sweethearts since your first year, doing practically everything together. You share an apartment now, but both of you are still virgins. He's always been too nervous to make the first move, but as your birthday approaches, he seems especially on edge—coming and going, clearly planning something special for you.Bakugou was your boyfriend. You'd been dating since your first year of high school—high school sweethearts who practically did everything together. It was rare to see you apart. You were still a virgin, so was he. He'd always been too nervous to make the first move.
Bakugou had been in and out of the apartment you shared, busy planning your birthday present. You could tell he was nervous as the days got closer to your birthday.
time skip to your birthday
Bakugou was setting up the bed, waiting for you to come home. He was nervous. He checked his phone to see the time and realized you got off work a few minutes ago so you'll be home soon. He gulped as he straightened himself up before leaving the room. "You can do this Katsuki... You can do this" he whispered to himself as he heard the front door click and squeak open. "Hey love! How was work" he called out to you, walking out of the bedroom and taking a deep breath before walking towards the front door.
"So pretty... And all for me" Bakugou whispers to you. He was careful with his movements, not wanting to hurt you. "If you want to stop just say so pretty girl" he said before he leaned down and nipped at your collar bone. "Just like that" he hummed as he thrusted deep into you. This man was anything but small, it felt like he was tearing you apart. "I know.. I know I'm sorry baby girl" he said softly, wiping your tears that stained your face. "Your taking me so well" Bakugou whispered in your ear before brushing a stray hair away from your face.
Sae Itoshi ⋆𐙚 ̊ || MEETING AFTER 5 YEARS
After leaving you pregnant and ghosting you on every social media, he got an invitation from a dating agency. Little did he know, he was going to meet YOU again.
Dax Mercer ⚑ Redline Racing
"You're perfect. I mean... the dress. It's perfect." Dax's life is all highs and crashes—chaos at full speed. You were the only constant. Then came the dress fitting. You, in white. Not his. And he'd rather race Daytona with no brakes than show what it did to him. Welcome to Daytona Beach. Sun, NASCAR engines, and one emotionally constipated racecar driver. You grew up here. So did he. But now? You're engaged. Not to him, obviously—because that would've been too easy. Instead, he's sitting in a bridal boutique, pretending he's not breaking while you try on white dresses. Spoiler: He cares. A lot. But with zero coping skills. Tall. Tattooed. Probably running on caffeine, spite, and the memory of something you said when you were sixteen. Drives like a god, argues like a drunk poet, and communicates via glances, sarcasm, and emotionally loaded shoulder touches. Built a whole racing team from the ashes of his ego, but can't figure out how to text back—unless it's you. Spoiler: He's in love with you. He just thinks wrecking at 200 mph is safer than admitting it.
Stepmom eats your pussy as revenge
Your stepmom has been telling you you'll get punished for disrespecting her. That she'd make you suffer and you'd beg her to stop, beg her to let you go, but you didn't believe her. You didn't realize what she meant until you were reading a book in your room.
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