Coming Home - Dabi Part 8
A/N: Hello, and here is my favorite chapter I have written so far, it has scandal, and lust, and it’s just so good. I have been crazy busy working on the move so Part 9 isn’t done yet, but I am hoping to crank that out this week.
CW: Smut, p in v, oral (both receiving), marijuana usage, drinking, SMUTTTT
A few drinks were needed for me to calculate my next move. Dabi’s cheeks looked flushed and I dared to drag him onto the dance floor. TiO by Zayn came on and a wave came over my body like I had been possessed. I took the cape of my dress and laid it on some nearby chairs, and then I removed the ballroom skirt and handed it to a waitress. Now I was in a floor length bodycon dress. Now I could dance. I turned away from Dabi and his hands found his way to my waist and I pressed my hips against his in a rhythmic pattern. I reached my hands behind my head and held his face to my neck.
HIs hot breath against my neck made goosebumps cover my whole body. He dug his hands into my sides and I took this as an encouragement and I continued rolling my hips back.
“You’re gonna get us in trouble, kitten.” He was struggling to get his words out, and I smirked, usually he kept his composure so well. I felt even more empowered by having this effect on him.
“Maybe I want the trouble.” I smirked and I continued dancing. If Kai could see us he wouldn’t hesitate to kill us, but he was too busy, and I was having fun. The good thing about being Kai Chisaki’s pet, was that no one wanted to piss you or him off, so for the most part people mind their business.
“Akari.” Dabi groaned and his grip tightened once again. He moved his hips to match mine in pace and his lips brushed against my neck. I gasped softly, what was left of my composure was quickly melting under his touch.
“Yes?” I feigned innocence and he grabbed my hips holding them still and pressed against me. I felt what was becoming an erection and I giggled.
“I need… I need… I need a cigarette.” He mumbled and pulled away, he beckoned for me to follow him outside, and I did. There was probably much more outside than just a cigarette.
He pulled the bad habit out of his suit pocket and lit it with his finger tips. The outside air was cold, but I tried not to show it. I don’t know why but I wanted to impress him, and getting cold easily didn’t seem very impressive.
“You are crazy.” He repeated the name he had called me earlier in the night,
“We have to be, it’s the only way we survive.” I said and I looked up at the stars in the sky. My mother had taught me all about the constellations when I was younger, and most of it I had forgotten, but I always knew how to find the north star.
“Do you smoke?” He asked.
“No, but I will.” I took the cigarette from him and took a puff, instantly regretting it once the tar and ash taste hit my mouth. I broke out into a coughing fit and Dabi’s hearty laugh filled the night air.
It was the first time I had ever genuinely heard him laugh.”That shit was awful!” I squealed, still choking from the putrid taste. He couldn’t stop laughing, but he managed to take the cigarette back from me.
“You’ll get used to it.” He said and he took a drag. I watched as the clouds of our breath mixed in the air around us. He looked up at the stars, and I observed him. Something seemed meditative about the way he smoked. He seemed more relaxed, and peaceful.
“Where’d you learn how to move like that?” He asked me, this caused a rosy flush to come to my cheeks.
“I wasn’t always Chisaki’s girlfriend, and I am in university.” I said to him, he let out a scoff. He seemed entertained by my answer. The smell of alcohol lingered in the air, no doubt contributed to by both of our mouths. This mixed with his cologne and my perfume, and cigarettes, and it was all intoxicating. I wanted to live in this smell we had created together.
“We shouldn’t.” He said to me, and although he didn’t say what we shouldn’t do I knew exactly what he was referring to. I knew he was also right. We shouldn’t. Had we been caught dancing Kai would have probably had us both killed where we stood. But oddly enough, the more I drank the more clear headed I became.
This wasn’t what I wanted, but I just didn’t know the way out. Dabi probably wasn’t the way out, but man, would he be a great place to start. Ever since we had met the first time, something about him had attracted me to him. In this moment it was definitely pure-unadulterated lust, but back then, I couldn’t tell you. I could tell that he felt the same though.
“We shouldn’t.” I repeated, but despite my words, I moved closer to him still. He was almost done with his cigarette at this point. He turned to me and blew his smoke in my face. Typically a sign of disrespect but it ignited a fire inside of me. I had to have him.
“Who’s crown are you wearing princess?” He teased and my hands went to touch the tiara on my head.
“Not mine.” I was nervous, he could tell the effect he was having on me, I could tell by the grin on his face. Dabi was a morally gray person, probably darker on the grayscale than most. I knew it wasn’t that he cared I was in a relationship with Chisaki, but rather that he was nearly proud to take me from him. He wanted to corrupt me and watch me fall from grace, but I was already falling.
“I am going to go to my room, you can come if you would like.” He said and he turned, beginning to walk away from me.
I looked around, there were some of Chisaki’s strongest fighters drunk and wrestling in the grass below us, but I doubt they would notice us up here on the balcony. There was no one near to see me follow Dabi, and I knew all the secret passageways.
“You should follow me.” I said to him, There was a pot of roses that I moved to reveal below it a false floor, meaning that we could sneak through the tunnels to get back to his room and go unnoticed. The only other person who truly knew these the way I did, was Chisaki, he had grown up in these walls since he was very young. It was a risk to take them, but if he was missing his own party, he was too busy to be lurking down here.
“This is creepy, but I’ll bite.” He agreed. I took the ladder down to the hallway, and he closed the entrance on top of us as he followed me down. I gathered the skirt of my dress in my hands and I ran down the hallway giggling.
“Which wing is your room in?” I asked.
He groaned because I was running, Dabi didn’t strike me as a person that ran very often, if at all. I slowed down before I took a corner. It was dark in the hallway, but Dabi was lighting the way with a blue fireball in his hand.
“I am pretty sure I saw a rat back there.” He said.
“That’s Remy.” I smiled and he shook his head.
“You would name a rat after a cartoon.”
We continued on our journey down the corridors, he illuminated the path for us. I hesitated when I heard what sounded like a young girl crying above us. I put my finger to my mouth signaling for him to be quiet.
“I don’t want to hurt people.” The little girl sobbed, I could barely hear, it was faint, these walls were thick.
“All you do is hurt others, Eri. Remember your dad?” I heard Kai say. I pressed my lips together tightly, I didn’t want to make a sound. Dabi tilted his head, I think he was trying to gauge what was going on, but I had no idea either.
“We can’t have you wandering off ever again. All you’ll do is hurt. Those poor UA students really wanted to save you.” Kai chided the young girl and she let out another cry.
“I want to be good.” She sniffled.
“You will never be good.” Then there was the slam of a door and the girl continued to cry above us. I motioned Dabi to keep moving, we went in the opposite direction of the footsteps above us.
What was that? Who was Eri? And what was Kai doing to her? It sounded like he was emotionally abusing her. She sounded far too young to be caught up in any of this. She was maybe six or seven by the sound of her voice. I knew we were in the south east corner of the building. I didn’t know exactly what was above us, as that was one of the only places I was not allowed to go. I listened to Kai all this time, I was afraid of him, and for good reason. It took him nothing to kill. He didn’t even give it a second thought. Which was why I followed his directions, and I didn’t step out of line. Except for tonight. I was breaking all the rules tonight.
Dabi and I continued the journey to his quarters. Much like Chisaki each member of the league got their own en suite, with a bathroom, and a kitchenette. They were pale in comparison to Chisaki’s but they were still grandiose nonetheless.
We walked up some dusty old stairs and I pressed my ear against a wall to listen for footsteps approaching. I didn’t hear anything so I pushed open the wall and we were in the hallway. His lips were upturned into a smile and I followed him to his room.
I was surprised to find he had brought most of his old furniture with him. He had the evidence board of Endeavor up still but it was larger now, it took up about half a wall in the far corner of the room. He walked over to his vinyl collection and shifted through it, he groaned when he couldn’t find what he was looking for and he sat on the couch opening his phone to Spotify.
I walked around the room, studying how Dabi lived. I smirked when I found a rolling tray by the window sill. I sat in front of it and I looked for his stash jar, shifting a box that had yet to be unpacked.
“Just go through my stuff, why don’t you.” He called from the couch, there was annoyance in his voice. I felt it was well deserved.
“Do you want a joint or not?” I asked him and he muttered a response, but he was engrossed with finding the perfect playlist. I admired a man with taste. Kai was also very particular about his music. It had to fit the mood he was in, or the vibe he was trying to create.
I found his stash jar and I took some weed out and I opened his grinder to begin the process of making a joint. He put on High Enough by K.Flay and I found it fitting. I relaxed and took off my tiara, setting it on the window sill next to the rolling tray.
“I want to fuck you with it on.” His voice was low, he was standing directly behind me, watching my hands work their magic. I held the joint up and he snapped his fingers to light it.
“You first princess.” He said to me and I took a puff, blowing it into the air around us. I handed it off to him, and I bit my lip. We continued our game of puff puff pass until we had both had enough.
He picked the tiara up off the windowsill, “Come here.” He said and I moved so I was standing in front of him, looking up at him, my eyes were barely open, and my body felt like I was floating.
He put the crown on my head and he held my chin between his fingertips. I loosened his tie. “This is your last chance to back out.” He said to me as I continued unbuttoning the rest of his shirt. It wasn’t the first time I had seen his bare chest but it was an extremely different context, and he was so beautiful. I could hardly utter the next words.
“I want you.” I tugged him by his tie so his chest was flush with mine. Music filled the room and as soon as those words fell off my lips he picked me up into his arms and he pressed his lips to mine in a frenzy. He kissed so hard it almost hurt, but I was able to return the energy. I pulled his lower lip into my mouth and tugged on it, and he let out what was almost a growl. He tightened his grip on my ass and he pushed my back against the wall.
“You’re so fucking hot.” He gasped and he trailed kisses down my neck making me moan.
“Wanna suck your dick.” I whined as he kissed along my collarbone. He bit lightly, careful not to make a mark.
“You will.” He promised and he kissed my lips again, this time he tugged on my lower lip. Our tongues laced together and I pushed off his jacket and then subsequently his jacket. I dug my nails into his back which elicited a guttural groan from him. He bit my lip hard and I let out a whine. I moved my hands to pull on his hair and this turned him feral.
He put me down and turned me around so my ass was against his hips and he grinded against me while he went to work unlacing my corset, which I was grateful for because it was not easy to breathe in. I grinded my ass against his erection to the song in the background. He moved my hair to kiss my neck and I moaned. I was facing the window, which had a view into the back garden. It was unoccupied right now, which I was grateful for, because if anyone looked up they would have quite the show. Since it was dark I could kind of make out our reflections. I had messed up his hair quite a bit and my eyes were wild with lust.
He got my corset off and it fell to the ground. He unzipped my dress and the fabric slid off as well. He brought one of his hands to my inner thigh while keeping his mouth on my neck. “God I can’t wait to see the front.” He mumbled and he ran his tongue from behind my ear to my shoulder making my whole body shiver. “So sensitive.” He giggled. I spread my legs out for him a little bit and he took this as an invitation to slip his hand between my folds.
“You’re so wet.” He said and I blushed embarrassed but he took his hand and sucked on his finger so he could taste me. “So sweet.” He mumbled and he got on his knees and I turned around so I could lean against the wall and rested my leg on his back as he began to lick my pussy.
I grabbed at his hair, “Fuck Dabi.” I let my head hit the wall and I bit my lip to keep from being too loud. He made figure eights with his tongue expertly lapping at my clit. He hummed, pleased with himself as small whimpers escaped my lips. My legs began to shake and my stomach grew warm, and he began to slow down his pace.
“Dabi please.” I begged and I tugged on his hair. He pulled away which made me groan.
“So needy kitten.” He purred, and he kissed my inner thigh, biting it harshly, then licking it to ease the pain, he repeated his pattern on my other thigh and he kissed up to my hips, and my waist, then he used his tongue to lick a strip from my belly button to my breast, he took my breast into his mouth and he swirled his tongue around my nipple.
He wanted me to know that even though I was the one being pleasured right now, he was the one in control. He tugged my nipple between his teeth, sending goosebumps from my spine to my arms, and fingertips. As much as I was enjoying this, more than I had ever enjoyed anything before, I desperately wanted to return the favor. I tugged at his hair and he moved to my other breast, repeating his actions. Everything he did had symmetry.
I reached my hands down to begin unbuttoning his pants and he smirked looking up at me. I tugged down his jeans and underwear and I proceeded to get on my knees. I looked up at him and our eyes met, he bit his lip in anticipation and I took his length into my mouth. I worked slowly at first, flicking my tongue around his sensitive tip. He let out a curse and he struggled with his hands. He didn’t want to pull my hair because he might knock off the tiara, but he was an extremely physical person.
I went all the way down to the base and he groaned. I gagged a little and this made him chuckle. He held my head in place and began to thrust in and out of my mouth. He was slow at first, but I could tell he was struggling to hold back. I tapped the back of his leg to let him know he could go faster, and he unleashed on me. He was relentless with his pace as he thrusted in and out of my throat. I was gagging and it was a sloppy mess, but I loved every minute of it.
“You take my dick so well.” He groaned, and he pulled out for a moment so I could breathe, before he forced my head all the way down making me deepthroat him. He held my face against his stomach for what felt like only slightly too long, before releasing my head again. There was a big trail of saliva going down my chin and my makeup was surely ruined. He looked down at me with the biggest shit eating grin, he was proud of his work.
He stood me up and then he picked me up carrying me to the bathroom. He sat me down on the sink kissing my neck. “You know I’ve dreamed about this.” He bit my neck causing me to whine. “This is so much better.”
I moved my head to kiss him and our lips crashed in a frenzy of lust, just like they had before. He was becoming more desperate, and admittedly I was too, he couldn’t decide what to do first. He moved his hands all along my body and I wrapped my legs tightly around him, pulling him closer to me.
“Fuck me, Fuck me please.” I begged and I dug my nails into his back, noting earlier how this had nearly knocked him off the deep end.
“I want you to watch, watch as I fuck you better than he ever could.” He grunted and he pulled me off of the counter and turned so I was bent over the sink looking in the mirror.
When I caught my reflection, for only a moment, I was embarrassed. The tiara was crooked on my forehead. My hair looked like I hadn’t brushed it in days, and my makeup was smeared all over my face. But then I saw Dabi behind me, and any shred of embarrassment I had went away. He looked so animalistic behind me, he smacked my ass and I spread my legs to make it easier for him. He spread my ass cheeks and he chuckled to himself.
He slid into me slowly, and I bit my lip harshly. He was bigger than Kai from what I could feel. My knuckles were white as I gripped the counter top to prop myself up and he began to move in and out. He breathed through his gritted teeth and one of his hands went to my throat, he hesitated, almost as if to ask permission before he squeezed lightly.
“Harder.” I beckoned him, and his grip tightened on my throat and he began thrusting harder and faster. I let out whimpers and my eyes rolled back as he pounded into me.
“Crazy.” He muttered against my neck and he dug his teeth into my shoulder. The sound of bodies clashing filled the room along with the music coming through his speakers. “So fucking tight.” He whined. I had never heard Dabi vulnerable ever, but I imagined this was pretty vulnerable for him.
He quickened his pace and reached his hand from my throat to my breast. He rolled his thumb around my nipple and then pulled it taut. I moaned and he did it again. After a few minutes of his fast pace he began to slow before coming to a stop and grabbing my hips.
“Fuck yourself on me, kitten, make yourself feel good.” He said holding up my head so I had to look in the mirror, and I began moving my hips back and forth, and he smacked my ass as I moved. He was enjoying this even more than I was. I slammed myself back down on him trying to bring it back to being about him but he grabbed my hips. “I was pretty clear when I said make yourself feel good.” He said in a low voice and I went back to the pace I was going at before, taking his whole length in me slowly continuously hitting my g-spot.
He reached his hand around to play with my clit and I let out a whine, and closed my eyes, which he promptly commanded me to open. “Watch as you come undone.” He said and he kissed my neck and I continued my movements, he matched his to mine and it was creating the perfect combination. My stomach began to feel warm once again and my legs were shaking.
“Dabi, I’m gonna cum.” I whimpered and he continued rubbing the bundle of nerves but he took over the thrusting which I was grateful for, it was all too much to focus on.
“Cum with me.” He grunted going hard and deep, but his pace was slow which meant I felt every painstaking thrust. I clenched down on him as I came and my legs wanted so badly to give out. He finished his final few thrusts gripping my hips and he came in me.
Neither of us realized until it was already happening, but I decided not to let that ruin the moment. I was on birth control and I could always get Plan B in the morning. He pulled out with a groan and I leaned against the sink trying to regain my composure.
“That.. was…” I still wasn’t ready to speak quite yet. He was pulling his underwear on.
“You should take a bath.” He said to me gesturing to the tub. I looked in the mirror. I looked absolutely insane. I physically looked how people say hookers look. And I really kind of liked it.
“I will.” I said to him, my body felt absolutely limp, now that the lust had worn off, I realized how high I was. A nice warm bath sounded amazing right about now.
“I’ll let you have your privacy, let me know if you need anything.” He said to me, and he handed me a bottle of water out of the fridge in the kitchenette. This was oddly kind of him.
I took the bottle of water and went over to the tub to begin running some water. The last thing I remember is sinking down into the warm embrace of the water.
