As the hours ticked by Bakugou relaxed more and more. He cracked more smiles which were rare for him and your heart swelled with love.
“Hey uh…” He said suddenly as you were sitting in a large vacant rock pool, enjoying the warmth of the water. “I’ve been a shit husband to you so far, I’m falling short in so many fucking areas and I just want you to know I’m gonna do better.”
You looked at him.
He was refusing to make eye contact so you pulled yourself over to him and straddled his lap, taking his face in your hands and bending your head down so your salty lips met his.
He was more than happy to kiss you and to be honest, a kiss was all that was needed to convey all the emotion and acceptance necessary.
He ran his hands up your side and wrapped them around behind you, digging his fingers into your soft skin slightly and drawing you into him.
You let out a soft mewl as he went from kissing your lips to kissing down your jawline and onto your neck.
He was reined in, in control and purposeful. He was calculated with his movements but not rushed or greedy.
You were extremely turned on by this and let him do his thing.
He kissed over the fabric of your swimmers and made his way over your breasts, earning himself a soft moan of pleasure from you as you pulled his head into you and tilted your own head back.
His fingers found the shoulder straps of your swimmer top and he pulled them off your shoulders, pulling the costume down enough to drag his tongue across your delicate buds.
You ground into him as another tantalizing moan escaped your lips.
“You’re beautiful.” He breathed as he kissed you gently around your breasts and between them.
He was being a lot more gentle and vulnerable now, allowing himself to show his weakness and softness in front of you.
You could feel just how excited he was and he was just as eager to push up into you as you were to grind down onto him, creating waves in the rock pool as you rocked against each other.
“Should we head back?” You panted out as your core throbbed for more contact with him.
“Straight to bed yeah?” He rasped out, just as hot and heavy as you were.
“I wouldn’t want to be anywhere else.” You replied provocatively and licked you bottom lip enticingly.
He stood straight up out of the water and marched to where he had moored the jet ski, with you, clinging to the front of him like a koala (where my Aussie’s at yo!), giggling like a crazy person.
He sat you down on the jet ski and turned it around before pushing off into the water and mounting it.
He flicked the starter motor on and the engine roared to life, speeding you both away from the little cove that had allowed you some time to connect.
You pulled your straps back up and wrapped your arms around him, one hand straying inside his swimming trunks to cop a feel of his rock hard cock and you pumped him slowly as he sped back to shore, the villa and ultimately, the bed.
As you neared the shore you removed your hand from your extremely turned on husband’s boardies and waited to see what he would do.
If he stood straight up he would have a painfully obvious tent in his pants. If he stayed seated, it would just look odd, the two of you floating on the shoreline, glued to the jet ski.
“So uhh… watcha gonna do?” You asked slyly, leaning back on your arms waiting for him to make a move.
Bakugou didn’t move for a bit then let out a low chuckle that almost sounded evil.
“Fuck you.” He growl laughed, not even bothering to look back at you over his shoulder.
He had seen the funny side, thankfully, and had immediately known what you were referring to when you asked him what he was going to do.
“You’ll pay for this.” He chuckled lowly again as you giggled nervously behind him.
“Not if you can’t catch me.” You jeered cheekily as you jumped off the back of the jet ski and waded into the shore, shooting him a wink over your shoulder as you casually strode up onto the sand.
You heard him growl from the jet ski and you glanced back just in time to see him launch off it and chase after you.
The sports equipment attendant had seen you two pull up and was on his way over to collect the jet ski so Bakugou decided to make a mad dash for villa, leaving the jet ski bobbing in the waves for the attendant to deal with it.
You were thanking and apologizing to the guy when Bakugou grabbed you round the waist and tore off up to the villa, with you, tucked under his arm.
You were finding this whole situation too funny and were in a fit of giggles but the laughing soon stopped and turned to heavy petting as soon as you got inside.
Interestingly Bakugou dragged you past the bed and into the en-suite, turning the water on in the shower as he undressed you and kissed you down.
“Let’s freshen up and get warm.” He whispered lowly as he hoisted your now naked form up against his and stepped into the shower.
The hot water melted you into him and both your mouths and tongues worked furiously to gain the upper hand in a passionate fight where everyone wins.
He was rock hard again and you could feel the tip of his member brushing against your entrance as his erection pulsed with desire.
He slowly lowered you down, his cock rubbing against you as your feet hit the floor, then he started to trace kisses down your body and knelt down.
“Katsu, what are you… oh!” You gasped as his tongue swiped across your folds. You moved back and pressed your back against the cold tiles of the shower, Bakugou creeping forward and encouraging you to spread you legs a little so he could get into you deeper.