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[cuspidgoddess]

Freedom to Die, Chapter 8

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[cuspidgoddess]

Freedom to Die, Chapter 7 Sneak Peak

A little treat, just because 😘

As much as Dabi would rather spend all his time in his den, wooing his future mate and advancing the plans he’s juggling, he does unfortunately have responsibilities and jobs to perform if he wants to keep squirreling away money into his emergency fund. So here he finds himself, on a gloomy February day, wandering through the misting rain of Tokyo. He had finished his business early and couldn’t help peeking in on his brother at school, just to check up on the strong omega. It isn’t until he’s on his way toward his rendezvous point to head back to Musutafu when his shoulder bumps against someone else's in the busy lunch rush crowd on the sidewalk, and he catches a hint of the scent. 

Amber and cashmere, with just the faintest hint of a spiced undertone.

Dabi’s brain is rocketed back to that night, to Hawks’ broken wings, and the strong claiming scent that had been rubbed into his feathers, marking his suffering with an alphas pleasure. I’ll never forget that scent. Dabi’s body moves on autopilot, turning to follow the cherry red hair weaving through the crowd. Dabi’s nose has always been keen, and following this scent that he’s so thoroughly locked in on makes it easy to keep up with the other alpha. 

He isn’t any taller than Dabi himself, probably around 5’9” with skin the color of generic brand pink frosting, and hair a flaming neon cherry red. For an alpha, he’s slim and narrow, which is shocking considering the Commission's propensity for the stereotypical secondary gender characteristics, but it’s no skin off Dabi’s back. It wouldn’t make any difference to Dabi if he was a brick shithouse instead of a twink, today will still be Hangai’s last day on Earth. 

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Alpha!Dabi has plans for his future omega, the problem is getting his future omega to present…

[mamayan]

Crying Won’t Help

NSFW•MDNI•Read All Trigger Warnings

Alpha!Dabi x Omega!F!Reader

Synopsis: Your flame using villain Alpha isn’t pleased you disobeyed his order to not touch yourself. Now you’re going to learn what happens when you touch what belongs to him.

⚠️ Trigger Warnings: ABO Themes/DOM/SUB, Dubcon (implied), Violence, Breeding kink, Praise Kink & slight degradation, Vaginal Penetration, Overstimulation, Choking, Orgasm denial (initial), Oral (both receiving), Knotting, unprotected sex, spanking (a little), spitting (in reader’s mouth), and general Dabi warnings ⚠️

You have been properly warned, and if not, read my warnings again🔝

Your wails went ignored.

Fingers fisting the air as you struggled to gulp air into your lungs before you neared the edge again, only for your cruel Alpha to sneer and pull his hands from your sopping cunt.

“I-I’m sorry! Please please please Alpha- Ah!” Your blubbering pleas interrupted by a sharp crack against your outer thigh, a bit of heat lingering even after his hand moved to wrap around your throat. You couldn’t see the mess you’d become, but Dabi’s mouth watered looking at you. Your hair was sweaty and sticking to your skin, your doe eyes watery and exhausted, and your lips swollen and puffy. Your skin was blotted from all the tears shed, but not an ounce of mercy was given to you.

The crime? An orgasm not sanctioned by the vicious Alpha looming over you with his elongated canines on a full display of dominance.

It wasn’t your fault this happened. It was his fault for being gone so long. He’d been gone for weeks, leaving you alone and desperate for the comfort of your Alpha. You’d barely had to touch your clit over your underwear to send yourself tumbling into an orgasm… that he came home just in time to witness. You’d tried to explain, plead your case, but he just grinned and shook his head. His eyes wide and clearly not happy.

“Since you wanna do your own fucking thing, let me teach you self control omega.” No Doll, Sweetie, or even Princess. He’d called you by your designation, which meant he was pissed.

He’d wrapped your wrists in rope, tied them to the headboard, and began an awful descent into hell. Omegas were made to cum, made to take it and give it, but this denial was close to abuse. Your Alpha, a nasty villain with a penchant for violence, didn’t care. Your whines made him laugh, whimpers received little coos, and tears he simply licked off your cheeks. He mercilessly lapped at your swollen folds, drinking you down before stopping just before you could cum. His fingers would stretch your hole, hit those perfect little spots inside that made your eyes roll back, before tearing out of you just as you neared your finish. It was agony, and you’d never regretted an orgasm more in your life than you did today.

Your slick, drool, and tears soaked the sheets and mattress beneath you. Your arms went numb what seemed like hours ago. Still, Dabi smiled crookedly as he pushed on your lower belly while curling his fingers up, forcing you towards another cliff you’d be forbidden from falling over. Your juices soaked his hands, your thighs shaking and your sweaty chest heaving from the efforts. Dabi kissed a trail up your stomach to your breasts, kissing and sucking so sweetly on your nipples while you mewled for mercy. Anything to end this.

“I love you- hah, Alpha please, be good, good, please.”

Dabi laughed at the pathetic picture you made right now. “Poor thing, do you need to cum?” His condescending tone wasn’t even registering with your fevered brain anymore. You mindlessly begged for him. “Need you- knot, need Alpha, please, fuck me Alpha, need to cum, oh!” His snickering intensified when the wet squelching noises from your cunt got louder when he pressed that point deep inside. It felt so good it hurt. Dabi was too drunk off your sweet pheromones to mind your ramblings anymore, his own cock aching and heavy in his boxers. His pants long thrown elsewhere to relieve the pressure while stimulating you. Yanking his boxers down, he lathered his tip in your copious slick, growling in pleasure as your hips arched off the bed to try and sink him into you faster. Looking at your fucked our face and pain filled expression, he finally slammed into you, his knot kissing your opening.

You came immediately.

Dabi lost it, his hands heating up a little unintentionally as his fingers dug into the flesh of your hips to hold you still. Your cunt was milking him, shaking and contracting. His head rolled back as a guttural groan joined your whimpering moans, as a larger wet spot dripped down his balls and your ass. You squirted all over his lower abdomen and cock, making for an absolutely debauched image in his mind. His phone was across the room, or else he’d snap a couple pictures. He’d set his phone camera up to film next time, so he’d have something to watch while he was away on mission.

He set a brutal pace off the bat. His hips rutting into you, slamming his pierced cock into your cervix. It was so agonizingly pleasureful it left you dizzy. Dabi knew he wouldn’t last long, fucking you into a frenzy as one hand drifted down to pinch your clit and throw you into another orgasm.

The overstimulation seemed worse than the denial, your body jerking in protest as you nearly bit your tongue. The noise of protest did nothing to lessen the burden your Alpha was drilling into you. His hand left your sensitive and achy clit in favor of your throat where his claiming bite lay. His long fingers easily encircled you, before he was hunching over your figure, his words ominous, “You wanted to cum slut, so you’ll cum as much as I want you too now.” You were dizzy with all of the exertion, your body begging for a break as you felt another orgasm building.

You tried to shake your head, his grip tightening as you gasped for air. He spit in your mouth with a laugh, nearly choking you for real as you gagged and tried to swallow despite him constricting your airway. His angular hips smacked your thighs at a bruising pace, the bodily aches beginning to turn you delirious with the additional pleasure. Dabi was lost to his own ecstasy, your warm tight cunt, sweet scent, and wild appearance making his balls tightened and ache for release. He wanted to breed you, pump you full and keep you locked on his cock all night. If you hadn’t been naughty and touched yourself like you did, you could’ve escaped the previous denials and skipped straight to this.

Despite his rough treatment, he was conscious of how much you could reasonable take. You were certainly bordering your limits, sobbing and gasping as another orgasm wracked your poor pathetic cunt. Dabi relished in the soaked bedding beneath you both, symbolic of his ability to unwind you completely into this lovely creature that was made to just feel. Feel his body, his mouth, his cock. He moved both hands to your hips as his knot began to catch at your entrance. Your cried and whimpers increasing in volume as you felt the signs your Alpha was going to fill you up. His face buried itself in your neck, nibbling and lapping at your bond mark. “A-alpha…” Your worried and confused mumble was met with a chuckle softer and warmer than his previous attitude.

As his knot finally stretched and slid inside you, swelling rapidly as an orgasm so strong you couldn’t breathe slammed into you, Dabi’s teeth sunk into your neck over your healed mark.

The pleasure and pain was blinding for both of you.

You came back slowly, feeling the unmistakable heavy weight of Dabi’s knot and his twitching cock filling you with hot cum every few moments. His tongue lavished your renewed bond mark, his chest pressed tight against your own as a deep purr rumbled from him.

Your mouth was dry and cottony, all you could physically do was lay limp in his arms and whine when he pressed himself deeper into you occasionally.

“Good girl, so good, all mine, right Doll?” He snickered at your little whimpers, your eyes heavy lidded and expression dazed. He was gentle in untying your wrists, checking for any lasting damage and satisfied to find none. His lips were warm on your clammy skin, kissing softly where he could reach as the high wore off. You’d be sore when his knot went down.

At least your Alpha was finally home.

[leafynightmares]

Does anyone know this story I was reading? It was an alpha!dabi x omega!reader story but it was set in an older time and the reader owned a small shop (herb or plant shop I think?) before deciding to travel with dabi cause they wanted to travel but knew they wouldn't be safe alone. So they asked if he could pretend to be her alpha or something but idk I lost it and I want to see if there is any update. I remember they started traveling and they stayed at an inn together and there was a storm that night and she got scared and idk but it was cute to me and I wanna read it again. Someone tell me if they recognize it or know if which platform it was on if they can.

[luminnara]

Alpha!Dabi x Reader a/b/o headcanons (nsfw, 18+)

Dabi is an alpha. 

There’s no way he isn’t. You can tell just by looking at him, which is a good thing, because he doesn’t care to show off like other alphas do. He’s more reserved, not really interested in attracting omegas or fighting over them, and he’s not very into peacocking like most others are.

Until he finds an omega he really likes, of course.

When your scent hits him, it’s strong enough to make his eyes water. 

“What, baby? I can’t help it, you just make me drool...”

Once he finds you, he barely even has to try to impress you. He exudes such pure alpha energy and scents that you’re immediately taken by him.

Once you’re his, he’ll never stop trying to protect you. He’ll burn any other alphas to a crisp if they even look at you wrong. 

He smells like campfire smoke, spearmint, and pine

When it comes to mating bonds, he doesn’t super care about making yours extremely visible. He knows that his scent is strong and scary enough to keep other alphas off of you. 

But if you ever come home smelling like another alpha who may have scented you at the store or something...

“What. The fuck. Is that. You reek, babe. Get over here.”

He’s going to make sure everybody knows who you really belong to.

Lots of scenting, constantly, rubbing his neck over your head so that it sticks in your hair. 

Villains all know of his reputation, and they all know to stay the hell away from his omega, because Dabi has absolutely no issue with burning offending alphas to crisps.

Or offending betas.

Or offending omegas.

Or anyone, really.

The only person he never dreams of hurting is you, his favorite, the only one he can ever confide in. 

When it comes to sex, it isn’t very romantic. He’s good at it, but usually, it’s rough, sometimes painful, and leaves you shaking and in need of some good aftercare.

it took him a while to figure out, but Dabi can actually be great at giving you exactly what you need once he’s done rearranging your guts.

“C’mere, baby. I’ll take care of you.”

When he ruts, he can usually control himself, but if you’re there to help him, he will i n d u l g e. We’re talking sex every night, every morning, behind dumpsters in alleys, at the bar, you name it.

Before you came around, he would just get a bit grumpier and hole himself up in a safehouse somewhere, and that’s how everyone in the LOV knew what was going on. 

But after you appeared...

Fuck, he couldn’t contain himself the first time your heat pheromones threw him into a rut. 

He does his best to be gentle; he doesn’t want to break you, after all, but he can start to get out of control. Bonus points for you if you happen to have a quirk that can help calm his flames down, or at least withstand them, because you’ll definitely be receiving a few burns.

After he’s all tired out, though, that’s when he’ll pull you up against him and whisper sweet nothings in your ear, stroking your head and pressing kisses against your skin.