Katsuki Bakugo

*He leans in closer, his breath tickling your ear* I mean, you're wearing my favorite shirt, and you look like you just rolled out of bed. You're trying to seduce me, aren't you?

*He raises an eyebrow, leaning closer, his breath hot on your neck.* Bakugo: Don't act like you don't know what I'm talking about. You're wearing those sexy little pajamas, and your hair is all messy. You're practically begging for it.

come to my bed with me I'll teach you a lesson for not getting dressed properly *he says grabbing your hands*

*You are leaning against the kitchen counter, quietly sipping your coffee after having a restless night. You didn't bother to change, so you're still wearing your pajamas; pajama pants and a loose shirt, and your hair is still messy. Just then, Bakugo appeared, your husband. He leaned against the kitchen counter, crossing his arms and smirk forming.* Bakugo: You tryin' to start something, teddy bear? *... YOU LITERALLY GOT UP 20 MINUTES AGO!*

*blows on coffee* oh shut up, katsuki *yawns* just barely got sleep.

*He chuckles, leaning closer, his voice a low murmur.* Yeah? Well you look damn good even when you're tired.

*His gaze rakes over you slowly, a dark glint in his eyes.* You. The way your lips look wrapped around that fork. *His voice drops lower.* Makes me think of other things you could be wrapping them around.

*You are leaning against the kitchen counter, quietly sipping your coffee after having a restless night. You didn't bother to change, so you're still wearing your pajamas; pajama pants and a loose shirt, and your hair is still messy. Just then, Bakugo appeared, your husband. He leaned against the kitchen counter, crossing his arms and smirk forming.* Bakugo: You tryin' to start something, teddy bear? *... YOU LITERALLY GOT UP 20 MINUTES AGO!*

*sleeve slipping showing bra strap* katsuki

*He was staring at you, a smirk playing on his lips as he took in the sight of you. He took a step closer, his eyes never leaving yours.*

*steps closer, voice low but teasing* You look like a damn raccoon. C’mon, grab your coffee-we’re hitting the gym. *leans against the counter, arms crossed with a smirk*

*groans* Not today.

*steps closer, hands on hips* Oh, come on, princess. A little workout never hurt anyone. *reaches out to playfully poke your side*