The air in the room was thick with tension, the kind that made her heart race and her skin prickle with anticipation. She had been working as Bakugo’s nanny for months now, and though she tried to keep things professional, the way he looked at her sometimes—like he was holding back something explosive—made it impossible to ignore the heat between them. Tonight, though, something felt different. The way he leaned against the doorframe, his crimson eyes locked on hers, sent a shiver down her spine.“You’re still here,” he said, his voice low and rough, like gravel. It wasn’t a question. It was an observation, one that carried a weight she couldn’t ignore.She swallowed hard, her fingers tightening around the edge of the counter. “I was just finishing up. I didn’t think you’d be back so soon.”He stepped closer, his boots echoing against the hardwood floor. “Good thing I came back, then.”Her breath hitched as he closed the distance between them, his presence overwhelming. He was so close now she could feel the heat radiating off his body, could smell the faint scent of smoke and sweat that clung to him. Her pulse quickened, her mind racing with thoughts she shouldn’t be having—thoughts she’d been trying to suppress for weeks.“Bakugo,” she started, her voice trembling, but he cut her off with a sharp look.“Don’t,” he growled, his hand reaching out to cup her cheek. His touch was surprisingly gentle, a stark contrast to the intensity in his eyes. “Don’t pretend you don’t feel it too.”She couldn’t deny it. Not when his thumb brushed against her lower lip, sending a jolt of electricity through her. Not when his gaze dropped to her mouth, dark and hungry. She knew what was coming, and yet, when he leaned in, she still gasped at the first brush of his lips against hers.It started soft, almost tentative, as if he was testing the waters. But the moment she responded, pressing into him with a quiet moan, he deepened the kiss, his hand sliding to the back of her neck to hold her in place. His tongue swept into her mouth, claiming her with a ferocity that left her dizzy. She clung to him, her fingers tangling in the fabric of his shirt as he kissed her like he’d been waiting for this moment forever.When he finally pulled away, they were both breathing hard, their foreheads resting together. “Fuck,” he muttered, his voice rough with desire. “You have no idea how long I’ve wanted to do that.”She could feel the heat in her cheeks, but she didn’t look away. “I think I have some idea.”His lips curved into a smirk, and before she could say anything else, he was kissing her again, harder this time, more demanding. His hands roamed over her body, exploring every curve as if he was memorizing her. When his fingers found the hem of her shirt, he didn’t hesitate, pulling it over her head and tossing it aside. Her bra followed soon after, leaving her exposed to his hungry gaze.“God, you’re beautiful,” he murmured, his eyes darkening as he took in the sight of her. His hands cupped her breasts, his thumbs brushing over her nipples until they hardened under his touch. She gasped, arching into him as pleasure shot through her.He didn’t stop there. His mouth trailed down her neck, leaving a trail of kisses and bites that made her shiver. When he reached her breasts, he took one nipple into his mouth, sucking and teasing until she was writhing against him. His other hand continued to play with her other breast, pinching and rolling the sensitive bud between his fingers.“Bakugo,” she moaned, her hands gripping his shoulders for support. “Please…”He lifted his head to look at her, his lips swollen from kissing her. “Please what?” he asked, his voice a low growl that sent a thrill through her.She didn’t have to answer. He already knew what she wanted. His hands moved to her waist, unbuttoning her pants and sliding them down her legs along with her panties. She stepped out of them, standing bare before him, her body trembling with anticipation.He stepped back for a moment, his eyes raking over her as if he couldn’t get enough. “Fuck, you’re perfect,” he said, his voice thick with desire. “Every fucking inch of you.”Before she could respond, he was on his knees in front of her, his hands gripping her hips as he pressed a kiss to the inside of her thigh. She gasped, her fingers tangling in his hair as he moved closer to where she needed him most.When his tongue finally touched her, she cried out, her legs shaking as pleasure coursed through her. He didn’t hold back, licking and sucking at her clit with a skill that left her breathless. His fingers joined in, sliding inside her and curling just right to make her see stars.“That’s it,” he murmured against her skin, his voice muffled but no less intense. “Let me hear you.”She couldn’t hold back the moans that escaped her lips, each one louder than the last as he brought her closer and closer to the edge. When she finally came, it was with a cry of his name, her body trembling as waves of pleasure washed over her.He didn’t give her time to recover. As soon as she came down from her high, he was on his feet, lifting her effortlessly and carrying her to the couch. He laid her down gently before stripping off his own clothes, revealing the hard lines of his muscular body. She couldn’t help but stare, her mouth going dry at the sight of him.He knelt between her legs, his cock hard and ready as he positioned himself at her entrance. “You ready for me?” he asked, his voice rough with need.She nodded, unable to form words as anticipation coiled tight in her stomach. He didn’t wait any longer, pushing into her slowly, giving her time to adjust to his size. When he was fully sheathed inside her, he paused, his breath coming in ragged gasps.“Fuck,” he groaned, his hands gripping her hips tightly. “You feel so good.”He began to move then, setting a slow, steady pace that quickly had her moaning beneath him. His thrusts grew harder, deeper, until she was clinging to him, her nails digging into his back as pleasure built inside her once more.“That’s it,” he growled, his voice low and husky in her ear. “Take it. Take all of me.”She could feel herself getting close again, the pressure building until it was almost too much. He seemed to sense it too, because he reached between them, his fingers finding her clit and rubbing in tight circles.“Come for me,” he demanded, his voice rough with need. “Now.”She obeyed without hesitation, her body convulsing around him as another orgasm ripped through her. He followed soon after, his hips stuttering as he spilled himself inside her with a low groan.For a moment, they stayed like that, their bodies pressed together as they caught their breath. Then he pulled out, collapsing beside her on the couch and pulling her into his arms.“You’re mine now,” he said, his voice firm but not unkind. “Got it?”She nodded, a small smile playing on her lips. “Got it.”

In the tense atmosphere of the room, Bakugo and the nanny finally give in to their long-suppressed feelings, sharing a passionate kiss that quickly escalates into a night of intense intimacy. Bakugo takes the lead, exploring her body and bringing her to the heights of pleasure with his touch and his words, and they share a series of intimate moments, culminating in a powerful climax for both of them. Afterward, Bakugo pulls her into his arms, claiming her as his own.

The air in the room was thick with tension, the kind that made her heart race and her skin prickle with anticipation. She had been working as Bakugo’s nanny for months now, and though she tried to keep things professional, the way he looked at her sometimes—like he was holding back something explosive—made it impossible to ignore the heat between them. Tonight, though, something felt different. The way he leaned against the doorframe, his crimson eyes locked on hers, sent a shiver down her spine.

“You’re still here,” he said, his voice low and rough, like gravel. It wasn’t a question. It was an observation, one that carried a weight she couldn’t ignore.

She swallowed hard, her fingers tightening around the edge of the counter. “I was just finishing up. I didn’t think you’d be back so soon.”

He stepped closer, his boots echoing against the hardwood floor. “Good thing I came back, then.”

Her breath hitched as he closed the distance between them, his presence overwhelming. He was so close now she could feel the heat radiating off his body, could smell the faint scent of smoke and sweat that clung to him. Her pulse quickened, her mind racing with thoughts she shouldn’t be having—thoughts she’d been trying to suppress for weeks.

“Bakugo,” she started, her voice trembling, but he cut her off with a sharp look.

“Don’t,” he growled, his hand reaching out to cup her cheek. His touch was surprisingly gentle, a stark contrast to the intensity in his eyes. “Don’t pretend you don’t feel it too.”

She couldn’t deny it. Not when his thumb brushed against her lower lip, sending a jolt of electricity through her. Not when his gaze dropped to her mouth, dark and hungry. She knew what was coming, and yet, when he leaned in, she still gasped at the first brush of his lips against hers.

It started soft, almost tentative, as if he was testing the waters. But the moment she responded, pressing into him with a quiet moan, he deepened the kiss, his hand sliding to the back of her neck to hold her in place. His tongue swept into her mouth, claiming her with a ferocity that left her dizzy. She clung to him, her fingers tangling in the fabric of his shirt as he kissed her like he’d been waiting for this moment forever.

When he finally pulled away, they were both breathing hard, their foreheads resting together. “Fuck,” he muttered, his voice rough with desire. “You have no idea how long I’ve wanted to do that.”

She could feel the heat in her cheeks, but she didn’t look away. “I think I have some idea.”

His lips curved into a smirk, and before she could say anything else, he was kissing her again, harder this time, more demanding. His hands roamed over her body, exploring every curve as if he was memorizing her. When his fingers found the hem of her shirt, he didn’t hesitate, pulling it over her head and tossing it aside. Her bra followed soon after, leaving her exposed to his hungry gaze.

“God, you’re beautiful,” he murmured, his eyes darkening as he took in the sight of her. His hands cupped her breasts, his thumbs brushing over her nipples until they hardened under his touch. She gasped, arching into him as pleasure shot through her.

He didn’t stop there. His mouth trailed down her neck, leaving a trail of kisses and bites that made her shiver. When he reached her breasts, he took one nipple into his mouth, sucking and teasing until she was writhing against him. His other hand continued to play with her other breast, pinching and rolling the sensitive bud between his fingers.

“Bakugo,” she moaned, her hands gripping his shoulders for support. “Please…”

He lifted his head to look at her, his lips swollen from kissing her. “Please what?” he asked, his voice a low growl that sent a thrill through her.

She didn’t have to answer. He already knew what she wanted. His hands moved to her waist, unbuttoning her pants and sliding them down her legs along with her panties. She stepped out of them, standing bare before him, her body trembling with anticipation.

He stepped back for a moment, his eyes raking over her as if he couldn’t get enough. “Fuck, you’re perfect,” he said, his voice thick with desire. “Every fucking inch of you.”

Before she could respond, he was on his knees in front of her, his hands gripping her hips as he pressed a kiss to the inside of her thigh. She gasped, her fingers tangling in his hair as he moved closer to where she needed him most.

When his tongue finally touched her, she cried out, her legs shaking as pleasure coursed through her. He didn’t hold back, licking and sucking at her clit with a skill that left her breathless. His fingers joined in, sliding inside her and curling just right to make her see stars.

“That’s it,” he murmured against her skin, his voice muffled but no less intense. “Let me hear you.”

She couldn’t hold back the moans that escaped her lips, each one louder than the last as he brought her closer and closer to the edge. When she finally came, it was with a cry of his name, her body trembling as waves of pleasure washed over her.

He didn’t give her time to recover. As soon as she came down from her high, he was on his feet, lifting her effortlessly and carrying her to the couch. He laid her down gently before stripping off his own clothes, revealing the hard lines of his muscular body. She couldn’t help but stare, her mouth going dry at the sight of him.

He knelt between her legs, his cock hard and ready as he positioned himself at her entrance. “You ready for me?” he asked, his voice rough with need.

She nodded, unable to form words as anticipation coiled tight in her stomach. He didn’t wait any longer, pushing into her slowly, giving her time to adjust to his size. When he was fully sheathed inside her, he paused, his breath coming in ragged gasps.

“Fuck,” he groaned, his hands gripping her hips tightly. “You feel so good.”

He began to move then, setting a slow, steady pace that quickly had her moaning beneath him. His thrusts grew harder, deeper, until she was clinging to him, her nails digging into his back as pleasure built inside her once more.

“That’s it,” he growled, his voice low and husky in her ear. “Take it. Take all of me.”

She could feel herself getting close again, the pressure building until it was almost too much. He seemed to sense it too, because he reached between them, his fingers finding her clit and rubbing in tight circles.

“Come for me,” he demanded, his voice rough with need. “Now.”

She obeyed without hesitation, her body convulsing around him as another orgasm ripped through her. He followed soon after, his hips stuttering as he spilled himself inside her with a low groan.

For a moment, they stayed like that, their bodies pressed together as they caught their breath. Then he pulled out, collapsing beside her on the couch and pulling her into his arms.

“You’re mine now,” he said, his voice firm but not unkind. “Got it?”

She nodded, a small smile playing on her lips. “Got it.”

A nanny finds herself swept up in a passionate encounter with her explosive employer, Katsuki Bakugo, as they finally give in to their mutual attraction.

The heat between them ignites with sensual kissing and intimate praise, as Bakugo explores her body with a possessive touch.

He worships her curves, taking his time to lavish attention on her breasts, leaving her breathless and craving more.

Their connection deepens as they share a morning after filled with tender moments and unspoken promises, setting the stage for a night of unbridled passion.

Mine (Even just for today)

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