touya knows you have daddy issues, you’ve mentioned your father in late night conversations, tears streaming down your face as he holds you within is grasp, softly kissing you
touya has daddy issues too, he’s told you more about his father than he has anyone else (regardless of national television 🤭)
touya never took kindly to one night stands calling him daddy, he never felt it suited him, infact the nickname coming from their mouths usually turned him off so much he’d leave
touya has expressed his distaste for fatherly figures
for some reason though, while dabi is pounding you into the mattress, burning the headboard as he does so, ruthlessly fucking you for the second time that night, you can’t help but moan the nickname to him, practically screaming “Fuck….daddy!”
touya can’t help it when he freezes
he also can’t help the growl that comes out of him when his cock pulsates inside of you, he grabs you by the hips bruisingly, fucking his peirced cock into your g-spot “say it again, y/n”
your eyes roll into the back of your head “ah! daddy yes!” he kisses you, desperate to touch you in any way he can
“oh, daddy you fuck me so good”
“can i cum touya?” “what’s the magic word doll” “please..let me cum daddy” he can’t help spilling into you moaning into your neck
You and Dabi cross paths in an unexpected encounter.
Perhaps the two of you first encounter each other at a quaint tavern. There is something about your demeanor or actions that captivates him, piquing his curiosity. As a result, he becomes a frequent visitor to the bar, hoping for another glimpse of you.
Or maybe Dabi finds himself separated from the league, a group of bandits and rogues. Dabi possesses the power of fire magic. Shigaraki is a mage who specializes in dark magic, Spinner is a familiar who lost his previous owner and was taken in by the league. Toga is a witch with a chaotic nature, rescued by the league after her own village attempted to execute her by burning her at the stake. Kurogiri has the ability to summon portals, Compress is a skilled magician, and Twice is thought to possess the power of cloning magic as a mage.
As you and Dabi unexpectedly cross paths, you find yourselves forced to travel together due to unforeseen circumstances. Despite Dabi initially disliking the situation, he gradually finds himself developing feelings for you as the journey progresses.
As you approach your final destination, you notice a striking change in Dabi's demeanor. The two of you find yourselves in a charming village during a lively festival. As the night unfolds, you both end up at a bustling tavern, where the infectious energy draws you into a dance circle. Despite Dabi's initial hesitance, he is eventually pulled into the festivities, and the two of you share a dance, only to be momentarily separated by other enthusiastic dancers. Amidst the whirl of movement, Dabi skillfully catches you as you stumble, prompting cheers from the surrounding crowd. In that moment, Dabi is left blushing as you gaze at him, your radiant smile and melodic laughter filling the air.
Dabi is completely captivated in that moment, and he resolves to confess his true feelings for you that evening, perhaps leading to an intense and passionate night together.
As you and your companion advance through the land, you finally arrive at your intended destination, a sense of bittersweet inevitability settles in. It's a pivotal moment, where you must decide whether to align yourself with the league or revert to your previous solitary existence. Perhaps you'll choose to become a member of the league, or you might opt to reclaim your identity as a lone rogue, or even continue your journey as an assassin.
You and Dabi may decide to go your separate ways for a while as you consider your options. As you part ways, Dabi says, "Until we meet again." You respond with a playful smile, taking a significant charm that Dabi owns and expertly twirling it across your fingers before dropping and catching it. You tease, "I think we'll see each other sooner than you think." At the same time, Dabi reaches for his trinket, only to find it missing. He glances back at you with a mischievous grin and starts chasing after you.
I got this brilliant idea while driving home, and the song Hot Wings came on.
What do you guys think about it??? I plan to turn this into a multiple part story. 🫢✨
Warnings: +18 MINORS STAY AWAY threats of violence, humiliation, dirty talk, oral sex, (fem receiving) degradation, drinking, cussing etc.
DISCLAIMER: The characters mentioned belong to Kohei Horikoshi
Summary: You and Dabi don't get along and one day after a failed mission you decided to put the rude arsonist back in his place.
Annoyance once again rose within Shigaraki's gut for hearing your advancing trio, bickering whose fault it was that the mission went south. Tenseness took over the space and the remaining League members when you, Dabi and Mr. Compress stormed inside the bar.
"If you two would've just co-operated then I wouldn't have had to step in." Mr. Compress pointed out patiently, not wanting to throw too much fuel to the fire.
"Ain't my fault the princess can't handle being told what to do." Dabi responded in his composed manner.
"Stop calling me that. I had everything perfectly under control, you two should've just done what you were told." You replied calmly, while leaning your back against the wall.
"I'm just saying that the success rate would be higher if you'd get along." Mr. Compress added.
He was definitely right. Though it was more like arguing rather than fighting between you and Dabi, it was still enough to cause problems that in the worst case resulted in failed missions.
Other members didn't really care, unless they either had to listen to you two, or got caught in between like Mr. Compress now.
"Going at it again huh?" Toga grinned from her stool while sipping her juice.
"I'm way too tired for this again." Spinner sighed as he leaned his back on the couch and closed his eyes in a defeated way.
"You two are really testing my nerves." Shigaraki growled darkly, ignoring the fact that he was the one to make you and Dabi go on the same mission in the first place.
The reason Shigaraki wanted you to work together was because you were the only one from the League that didn't have to worry about getting hurt by Dabi's fire and therefore he'd get to release his full potential. Due to your laser based quirk, your skin was able to handle high temperatures to a certain point so even though Dabi's fire could burn you, it would take a lot of time.
"Well, we were ridiculously outnumbered too.." Mr. Compress mumbled while scratching the back of his head.
"That wouldn't have stopped us from succeeding if (Y/N) hadn't gone rogue." Dabi continued from his seat, spreading his arms like it was obvious that you were the cause of failure.
"That can apply to you too Dabi, besides I'm not the one who got overheated." You spat back at him.
"All of you shut your mouths and fuck off. Don't come back until you can behave." Shigaraki waved his hand in an irritated way, not wanting to listen anymore since he was already angered that things hadn't gone the way he wanted to.
"Look Mr. Leader, if you want things to work, don't pair me up with someone who's not able to endure his own quirk." You said with a hint of arrogance in your tone while grabbing a bottle of wine from the bar counter.
"Run your mouth if you wanna die." Dabi threatened you casually.
"Eat me." You replied flatly, while walking out of the room.
Toga giggled as Spinner hid his face in his hands for hearing you speak such foul words.
"You are best friends. You hate each other." Twice pointed out, once again not making any sense.
"Tch." Dabi got up from his seat and left towards his room.
A moment later, Dabi found himself sitting on the edge of his bed with forearms resting on his thighs, not quite sure of what was bothering him.
It might've been something in your words that evoked an unpleasant feeling somewhere deep inside him.
Dabi hadn't really ever experienced what it was like when someone got inside his head since he was the one to always mess with other people's minds. Unable to stop himself, he got up and decided to go see you for a reason he didn't quite know yet.
He stopped at your door and pondered for a second why was he even there.
As perceptive as Dabi was of others, he wasn't really in touch with his own feelings and that's what frustrated him, having never believed that he'd find himself in this kind of situation.
On the other side of the door, you were lying on your bed with legs up against the wall and wearing nothing but panties and a tank top. Rest of your typical outfit was scattered across the floor for getting dirty during the mission.
You were just casually browsing through your phone and sipping the wine straight from the bottle when you heard someone shoving your door open in a rude manner.
You turned your bored gaze at the door to notice the blue flame user who didn't seem to be bothered by your half-naked appearance. You placed the phone on the bed and folded your arms behind your head, curious to know why he was there.
"Please enlighten me, why do I get to enjoy the pleasure of your company?" You grinned, not even trying to sound sarcastic.
Dabi closed the door and placed his hands in his pockets as if being comfortable but you knew better. He wasn't the only perceptive one in this room.
"You need to learn to keep that mouth shut."
"Do I now?" You asked with a tone of faked surprise in your voice.
"We can't fulfill our cause with you acting like a brat so stop being a pest and get your shit together." He scolded before turning his back at you and intending to leave.
"Why are you really here..?" You asked as you now had a hunch of why he had come to see you. Dabi stopped with his hand on the door handle, just before he could open the door.
"What are you babbling about?" He asked, a hint of annoyance in his voice as he turned his gaze at you.
"You didn't come here just to tell me that."
"I think I just did."
Your lips twisted into a wicked smile as you swiftly laid down your legs and sat on the edge of the bed, studying the look in his eyes.
You were aware of Dabi's trait to taunt people and that's where you and him were the same. That was also one of the reasons you didn't get along, so when he came to you like this, you decided that it was about time to put him back in his place.
"No. You're here cause I got under that tattered skin of yours." Your statement made him turn around and fully face you. Even though he seemed serene, Dabi was trying his hardest to ignore the slight twist in his gut and the fact that for the first time in his life he was left speechless. Your grin widened once you had attracted his attention.
"So tell me Dabi.. Did my words somehow make you feel inferior..?" You asked as you got up, crossed your arms and started slowly advancing him. You noted how his gaze got distracted for a second as he eyed your bare legs. Excitement swirled in your lower region for his reaction that you had secretly wished for.
"Did they remind you how I'm able to handle temperatures you can't, even though my laser doesn't burn as hot as your fire..?" That mocking glint in your eyes and the derisive tone in your voice mixed with a seductive approach, was all in order to make the man in front of you lose his restraint. Even though Dabi was stronger than you in every possible way, you weren't afraid of him.
Did I make you feel weak..?" You could feel the heat radiating from his body, even though he still seemed calm. You knew that inside, his rage was burning hot, but you didn't care when you took the last step in front of him, your face only inches away from his.
"Did I make you feel worthless..?" You whispered and that was the last straw. Dabi grabbed your throat and violently shoved you towards the bed making you lose your balance and fall on the covers with him on top of you.
You let out a small, raspy groan before lifting your gaze up at his blue eyes which stared at you darkly. With his hand on your throat your grin hadn't disappeared, even though you were clearly under his mercy.
Dabi on the other hand was severely agitated. His chest was heaving up and down as he tried his best to regain control of his behaviour, finding it utterly impossible while looking at your smirk.
"..How does it feel when someone gets inside your head..?" You kept taunting wickedly.
"Give me one good reason not to kill you." He snarled at you while tightening his grip on your throat.
"You..Won't.." He kept tightening his grip on your throat, making you shut your eyes and give Dabi another whimper. Your slightly squirming body under him gave him some sense of power, but little did he know it was your intention.
You tried to draw as much air as you could as you opened your eyes and gave the man above you a devilish smirk.
"Before choking someone.. You should make sure.. That they don't enjoy it.." His expression changed into a mix of contempt, disgust and surprise. You lifted your legs up to slowly rub on his sides, making him recognize the lewd position you were in.
Dabi was more than frustrated at how he didn’t manage to handle you, instead it was you who tried to provoke him with suggestive words.
It was working.
He studied your grin for a moment before his eyes started to wander down to the rest of your body. He noticed now how your tank top was just a tad too small, presenting your cleavage to him perfectly as your chest heaved restlessly. That twisting body of yours turned him on as he wondered if that's how you moved when getting fucked.
Once his gaze reached your panties, Dabi felt his cock twitch slightly, excited to realize that the thin piece of fabric was the only thing that prevented him from seeing your pussy.
He snapped out of his heat as he noted how you spread your legs wider for him to take a better look. His eyes fixated once again at yours as you gave him a seductive yet encouraging smirk to further view your clothed cunt.
He figured your enticing was only meant to distract him so he loosened his grip on your throat.
"When this is all over and we go our separate ways.. I'll scorch every bone in your body." He promised with a threatening tone in his voice.
Even though his threat was ferocious, you didn't even blink, instead your face now held an entirely different expression which caused Dabi's heart to skip a beat.
A determined look in your eyes, you grabbed his wrist and slowly moved it down to your waist while placing your hands behind you to support your dainty figure as you pushed yourself up.
Dabi didn't exactly know why, but he kept backing away the closer you got to him, your stance forcing him to his knees on the floor. It wasn't intimidation that your defying gaze caused in him.
It was obedience.
You sat on the edge of the bed with Dabi in front of you and placed your right hand on top of his left and slowly moved it on your hip, on the waistband of your panties.
Your lips now twisting into a toothy grin, you grabbed the collar of his shirt and pulled him closer to you while giving him the same obscene scoff you had said earlier, only now it was meant as a command.
"Eat me...Dabi."
Your whisper caused the young man in front of you to blink, even though he tried not to. You lifted your chin up in a smug way and spread your legs a bit. Dabi swallowed visibly, his breathing had gotten faster and uneasy as he couldn't figure how to approach your dominance.
After your words hit him in the most sensitive nerve, he couldn't understand how he was so aroused by you, not to mention the fact that he realized he wanted to obey you.
You were aware of the battle Dabi was having with himself and it was making your blood run wild from excitement. He swallowed again and turned his gaze down at your panties, making the predator inside you go feral as he slowly and insecurely gripped the waistband of your underwear and pulled them down.
Your cunt throbbed from Dabi's trembling hands that he placed on your thighs, still hesitating. The poor guy was so confused so you brought your right hand up to his black, messy hair and ran your fingers through it in a reassuring manner.
Finally he lowered his head down in between your legs to please your aching cunt.
"Yeah.." You sighed while closing your eyes and leaning your head back, the heavenly feeling of his wet tongue licking your sensitive spot sent waves of pleasure all over your body.
You kept caressing his hair for some time before taking a sip from the wine bottle, satisfied with yourself for having tamed the flame user and getting him to please you.
His tongue swirled over your clit at first a bit insecurely but now as his confidence grew, you spread your legs a bit wider which caused Dabi to tighten his grip on your thighs and adjust his position.
You tilted your head a bit while taking another sip, your smirk widening seeing him so submissive and obedient. He added more pressure at his licks, his tongue sliding up and down between your puffy folds.
"Ahh..Yeah..That's good.." You moan, your face distorting with pleasure, your hands running through his hair as you gently pressed yourself against his tongue, craving for more of his licks.
Dabi inserted two fingers inside your wetness and started thrusting them in and out.
"Fuck..Ahh..." You arched your back and moved your hips, grinding against his mouth, keeping one hand on the back of his head while leaning on the other for support.
"Mmm..That's it.." You hissed through your teeth as Dabi's fingers fucked you faster, hitting that sweet spot in you.
His fingers were gifting you with such an uncontrollable bliss that it made you moan louder, cusses and pants escaping your mouth as your orgasm was building in your lower belly.
By now your cunt was dripping all over his mouth and jaw, making his digits slick with your juices. You kept grinding yourself against his tongue, each lick bringing you closer and closer to your climax.
"Ah..That's right.. make me cum all over that rude mouth of yours.." You moaned seductively as Dabi's fingers picked up the pace when he felt your walls starting to clench. You gritted your teeth and closed your eyes as the last lick of his tongue made that coil snap.
Your grasp on his hair tightened as your body shivered with an incredible feeling of pleasure running through every inch of you, clouding your mind in bliss and making your walls pulse steadily around Dabi's fingers.
You sighed in a pleased manner, having your needs satisfied in every possible way.
The cherry on top of this whole situation was definitely the cute reaction from Dabi as he kept avoiding your gaze while wiping his jaw with the back of his hand.
"No need to be shy, you did good Dabi." You cooed at him.
"Shut up.." He mumbled before getting up and making his way towards the door.
"See you at the bar!" You exclaimed as he left and slammed the door shut behind him. You couldn't help but giggle at his precious behaviour.
After finding some clean clothes, you found your way back to the bar and sat down to chat with Mr. Compress and Twice, who was a bit concerned about what happened earlier. You patted his hand and assured him that there was nothing to worry about.
Spinner was chatting with Toga about a videogame when Dabi entered the bar and took a seat at a safe distance from you.
Shortly Shigaraki entered the room with that same gloomy expression on his face as always.
"Got your shit together?" He asked you.
"I sure did." After hearing your answer Shigaraki turned his attention to Dabi.
"And you? Learned to control your tongue?" You coughed a bit, trying to mask your laughter.
"..Yeah." Dabi muttered while turning his gaze away.
"Good. So here's what's gonna happen. If part of your mission's failure was cause of numbers, we're all gonna go now. With Twice there's no worry of getting outnumbered." Shigaraki explained simply before turning to you and Dabi.
"So can you two handle that?" His crimson eyes stared threateningly, his sharp voice underlining every word like a last warning that he won't put up with any of your bullshit.
"I can, depends on the princess here." Dabi said way too casually. Your lips twisted into a provoked smile cause he used that annoying nickname he had for you.
"Of course."
"Let's go then."
As everyone else were making their way out, you stopped Dabi by grabbing firmly on his coat.
"You go ahead, I'll just have one thing to say to the arsonist here." You smiled at Shigaraki who just snorted and left you two alone.
"What now-" Dabi didn't have enough time to finish his sentence as you already shoved him roughly on the couch.
"What the fu-" He grunted before you straddled him and yanked his hair, forcing his irritated, yet surprised eyes to focus on your fierce ones. You tilted your head in a warning way before grasping his chin.
"I thought you said you learned to control your tongue?"
"Get. Off." He growled but earned only a mocking chuckle from you.
"I already did, thanks to you. But I'm still not happy with the way you talk to me."
Dabi closed his slightly parted lips, not wanting to answer anything. A sinister glint ignited in your eyes as you brushed his cheek softly with the back of your hand.
"You will never use that disrespectful nickname on me again.." He remained quiet while breathing heavily and giving you an unhappy stare which you responded with a condescending smirk.
"...Especially now that you still have my pussy on your breath."
You winked and gave the flame user a peck on the forehead, before getting up and sauntering towards the exit, leaving Dabi frustrated with himself for getting an erection.
A“c’mon, you can do better than that” Dabi mocks, large hands guiding your hips up and down the length of his cock.
“Touya, can’t-" you choke, thighs burning with every bounce. It doesn’t help when Dabi’s bucking his hips up into yours, making you dizzy and knocking the air out of you.
He has more patience for you than anyone in his life, loves seeing how fucked out you get, loves hearing you beg him to cum inside of you, to fill you up again, and again, and again.
He’s impatient today though.
He rolls his eyes before flipping you both, bringing one of your legs over his shoulder and grabbing your face, squeezing your cheeks together.
“Gotta do everything my damn self” he seethes, hips thrusting sharp against yours, making your eyes roll and nails dig into his forearm, "you're so spoiled, lucky your cunt is my favorite--fuck you feel so good."
His eyes wander down to wear his cock sinks into your cunt watching the translucent white ring forms at the base before he feels your legs wrapped around his waist, "Touya, gonna cum, needa cum please!"
"Yeah, you're gonna cum, pretty baby, cum for me, cmon." You squeal as he aims his hips against yours enough to catch your clit, his name spilling from your lips as your mouth falls open in pleasure.
Your high spurs him on, his hair white and sticky with sweat sticking to his forehead as he continued his assault on your sensitive pussy.
"Fuck, I'm gonna cum" he seethes eyes closed and he attempts to push back against your taut legs around him.
"Cum inside, Touya, wanna have a baby." you whine, delighted when you see the panic rise when he tries to pry your legs from around his waist, "Shit, need to cum, baby, let me go." he pleads, attempting to hold off his orgasm.
Dabi knows you're spoiled, he lets you call him by his name, lets you get away with every single stupid little tantrum and pout you throw his way, but today he's impatient.
"You want it so bad? Wanna be my little breeding bitch?"
You babble out yes, pulling him closer to you, wanting him to be deeper inside of you.
He smirks and this time panic rises inside of your chest, he folds your legs into your chest, letting his full weight fall onto your tight, sloppy cunt as he snaps his hips faster and harder, "Always bitchin' at me about cumming inside of you, so fucking insatiable, wanna get knocked up? is that it? want me to fuck a baby into your belly?"
"Yes! Touya! Fill me up, pleasepleaseplease." you rasp, Dabi's content when he sees your brows knit together, loves that he can feel your nails against his skin, "God, you sound like a fucking slut. Is that what you are, my little slut?"
You can only nod, Dabi thrusting inside of you further until the tip of his cock kisses your cervix. He lets a sinister laugh out when he finally allows himself to spil inside of you, reveling in the feeling of your hot, gummy walls sucking him in and milking him for all he's worth.
"Don't come crying to me when you end up knocked up."
You stay silent as he pulls his softening cock from you.
Aizawa - deep, bellowing moans and growls would escape his lips frequently, though he prefers to keep things relatively quiet, doesn't want the neighbors to hear. more often than not, his moans would mix with words as he offers you sweet nothings. “that’s a good girl/boy” “fuck, you feel so good wrapped around my cock” “keep going baby, you’re perfect”. stuff like that to encourage you and turn you on even more. he loves seeing that look of pleasure on your face and he knows that his own noises of pleasure push you that much closer to your orgasm. you both become excited knowing the other is experiencing intense sexual pleasure. He loves to moan your name in your ear just as your about to cum. he gasps in amazement as he watches you ride out your climax, body twitching and spasming. as he nears his orgam, his moans become much more breathy as he gasps for air between thrusts. when he finally spills over, shooting cum out of his hard cock, he moans and grunts through the whole thing until he’s completely finished.
Dabi - is actually annoyingly quiet because he’s focused on you, observing your every move and sound. unless you tell him you want to hear him moan, you’ll only hear his gasps, sighs of pleasure, and fast paced breathing along with the sound of your skin slapping together as he rails you. When you ask him to moan, he tries his best but it still feels kind of forced, that only makes you fuck him harder, trying to get a real moan out of him. you discover that his true moans mostly come out when you’re rough with him. he likes the pain. he expels moans of relief when you scratch him, choke him, pull his hair, etc. even though he’s usually the one dominating you, he likes to feel the physical pain you inflict on him. when he cums, he’s dead silent in the moments before the orgasm (when it’s building up) he scrunches his face and it’s almost like he’s holding his breath. when his orgasm fully takes over, his huge cock twitches and pulsates, he lets out a few, deep, sexy, sultry moans followed by rapid breathing as his climax descends.
Tamaki - the best way to describe his moans is cute. his little noises are absolutely adorable when you’re fucking him, especially when you’re on top. he lets little whines and whimpers escape his lips. he used to cover his mouth with his hands when he lets a sound slip, but now he just lets them out because he knows you like it. he’ll try to talk to you while you’re having sex, mostly asking if your comfortable or something relating to the sex itself. he wants to make sure you’re happy and satisfied. but when he does talk, his words are broken and scattered amongst whimpers. when he’s about to cum, his whimpering and whining only get faster and louder. it almost sounds like he’s begging for release. then once he reached his peak, he lets out a true yet soft moan.
Warnings: contains smut,innocent x experienced trope, friends with benefits?
Summary- your friend group is hanging out at your house when your friend pokes fun at you for never having good sex dabi takes it upon himself to change that
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“Oh shut up!” You yell,laughing out at rin, a close friend of yours after she makes fun of the fact you dated your ex boyfriend.
You hear a few snickers between your friends,rin,dabi and Cody,all remembering your joke of an ex boyfriend .
“Nah cause you know damn well he’s the reason you never got good sex tho! Rin states in response
“Fr though that guy gave me the ick the second I met him.” Cody chimes in, dabi agreeing.
“Ya ya he was pretty bad” you laugh.
A few hours have passed, rin left your place a while ago, Cody now following.
“Aight see you guys soon!” Cody yells collecting himself to leave.
As soon as the door shut dabi looks over at you. “Never had good sex huh?” He states teasing you.
“I mean I’ve ok sex I’ve just never completely enjoyed it I guess.” You say in response after realizing that you’ve never talked about that sort of thing with him
As close as you guys were it’s always been a tough subject for you, always to bashful to speak of. You’ve only had sex with the ex you were speaking of earlier, and it was pretty underwhelming.
He laughs at you, flustered you ask why
“What type of dumbass would give a girl like you an underwhelming time?” He questions
“What do you mean a girl like me?” You respond with
“Y/N, have you seen yourself?” He asks inching closer
Your eyes meeting with his blue orbs, suddenly feeling yourself clench around nothing. You subtlety rub your thighs together at the thought of him showing you a better time, your actions not going unnoticed by dabi
“What getting worked up already?”he teases
“W-what?! I didn’t-I don’t, I never said anything!! You say getting more flustered
“You don’t have to princess.” He says
Internally screaming at the nickname, you don’t even realize how close you’ve gotten to him.
All of a sudden feeling lips on yours, shocked at first but give in.
“Is this okay Y/N?” He asks pulling away
You nod, going back to the kiss. He prods his tongue into your mouth, fighting for dominance and succeeding.
He picks you up at presses you up against you living room wall
“Can I help you out?” He asks
“W-with what?” You ask shyly knowing exactly what he’s getting at
“Showing you how you should’ve been treated by him.” He blankly states
“Please..” you practically moan out
With that he lifts you up once again and brings you to your bedroom kissing the whole way there. Laying you down on your bed while taking off his shirt, you start squirming, rubbing you thighs together again in anticipation.
He shoves his knee in between you thighs
“I’m sorry did I give you permission to relieve yourself?” He asks like a genuine question.
“N-no I’m sorry, it just hurts…I need you.” You whine
“Oh really?You need me?” He asks
“Mh-yes”
“Take this shit off and beg for it then.” You says pulling on you shirt
With that you hurry to take off your clothes, seeing them only as obstacles in your way to getting what you’ve wanted for so long.
“Please will you touch me know…?” You cry out to him
“The fuck did I tell you? BEG for it.”he says grabbing onto your hair towering above your needy body sprawled out on the bed.
“I-Im sorry I’m sorry I just wa-I need you so bad it hurts. So please pretty please fuck me, fuck me so good. I need you dabi.”
“Good girl” he says
With that he can’t contain himself anymore grabbing his length from his boxers. Looking down at your shocked face, he chuckles.
You find your face getting closer to his dick, observing every vein and curve. You hold onto in realizing its weight, length and girth.
“D-dabi..? Ho-how will that even BEGIN to fit in me? You ask genuinely
“Don’t worry, I’ll take care of you pretty girl.” He responds
He then opens up up legs,laying one down and the other on his shoulder
“Are you still okay with this princess?”
You nod
“You need to use your words, you need to tell me.”
“God-fuck yes just please I need you already!”
With that he lines up his tip,slamming in half of his dick.
“Auhghfhfuck fuck dabi!!” You scream
“Jesus Y/N your fucking tight, you relly weren’t treated right huh?”
“No but please please just use me!”
He slams the rest of himself in you starting at a slow pace moving in and out.hearing you repeatedly moan at each thrust, he picks up the pace.
He thrusts into your core hitting you g-spot, hearing you scream in response
“AHUH FUCK FUCK RIGHT THERE!”
He starts to continuously rut into the spot, moving one hand over to rub circles around your pussy and the other up to fondle you breast getting you to keep screaming for him.
“I’m gonna! Fuck I’m gonna cum, let me cum, I’ve been so good for you!” You plea
“Right behind you sweetheart, you can cum on my dick hun.” He says calmly smirking at what he’s done to you
“FU-AGuhhhsh I’m cumming!” You scream squirming under dabi
“Good girl, good fucking girl.” He groans feeling you cream on him
“Fuck im close- fuck taking my dick so well!” He pulls out cumming on your stomach and tits, giving you a kiss on the forehead as he leaves the room.
“Oh..he’s leaving.” You think to yourself, as a sense of guilt runs over your body after being fucked by one of your best friends.
Your thoughts being interrupted as he walks back into your room wearing his sweatpants, with a cup of water in hand and washcloth in the other.
You feel relieved that he’s still here, dabbing off your sensitive hole with a warm washcloth after putting the water on you bedside, after he finishes cleaning you up he grabs a pair of underwear and a shirt from your closet for you to wear.
“Thank you dabi” you say kissing him on the forehead after he sits down next to you, him smiling back at you, feelings of contentness replacing the guilt. Cuddling with dabi, your best friend, who just fucked your guts.
warnings: consensual gun play(dabi), wax play(hawks), public sex(shigaraki)
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He will put a gun to your lips, make you loll your tongue out and drool over the barrel, his finger jolting and twitching on the trigger all while his face holds a nerve-wracking smile that you can't figure out.
The truth is, you look so beautiful, your knees sore and red, slightly spread apart on the floor while the small vibrator buzzes against your clit.
He can still see the glimmer of trust behind your eyes, your eyelids hooded and pupils blown wide.
"You're so fucking crazy, you know that?" He comments as his shoe slips between your legs, your sweet juice coating the once dry leather.
You nod, reaching your arms to his pants, clawing at the fabric in attempts to finally get him out of his clothes.
The gun slips out of your mouth, the now wet pipe gliding over your tits in small circling motions, stopping briefly at your hard nipples.
It then goes back under your chin, your eyes meeting Dabi's once he kneeled down to your level, his lips hungrily pushing against yours, his tongue going as far as it can reach, a hum leaving his throat once you feverishly grip at his shirt.
His free hand slips past your slick folds, adjusting the small vibrator before filling you up with his digits.
Fuck...You're too beautiful to be left living...it's a thought that often plays in his mind, but he's selfish, wants you to himself for as long as he's alive.
His fingers expertly find your G-spot, his lips leaving yours as he takes his time looking at you, praising you and waiting for you to finally fall apart after undoubtedly agonizing hours of waiting.
"Lose yourself for me, doll."
And you do. Your orgasm is ripping through your body, your chin being held up only by a shaking gun against skin.
You manage to look at him through your almost closed eyes, his jaw tightened and his chest heaving, his whole arm trembling as you ride out your high.
He places the gun on the floor carefully before pouncing on you, trapping you beneath his arms and the floor, rubbing his clothed length against your damp hole, groaning at the way it seeps through the layers.
"I'm gonna make you wish I pulled that trigger" You smile up at him, wrapping your arms around his neck and pulling him closer, your mouth ghosting over his ear.
"Please."
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You're shivering under the heat, droplets of hot wax slowly cooling off on your skin, his wings spread open and waiting as the last droplets of melted wax fall over your chest.
Your body convulses at the new wave of pleasurable pain, your chest rising and falling as you try to catch your breath.
He chose red...he always does, there's something that makes the setting ever so intimate, like you're slowly becoming his with every pearly stain on your chest.
Your pussy is smeared with drying wax, his fingers made sure your clit was completely covered in it, smearing the now barely warm liquid from your chest down to you puffy nub.
Your tits were a piece of artwork that he was sickeningly proud of, trails of red running down between them and to your belly button, some patterns obviously made by his fingers guiding the wax.
He settles the candle on the bedside table carefully, placing it back on the ceramic plate.
His cock is straining against his boxers, the perfect petal looking trail leading to your hole looks sinfully erotic, red beads all centering to your tortured clit.
You whine under his gaze, bending your legs to your knee, inviting him to slip inbetween. He does, his boxers now long gone as his cock head ghosts between your folds.
He watches the wax crack apart almost unnoticeably, each time he spreads the lips apart with his length.
He finally prods inside your heat, groaning when your legs hook behind his back.
Sometimes you wonder why he refuses to tie you down during these, but if you were to know that it's because he loves to see you jolt and shake, you would clearly tease him for being so sadistic.
Instead his arms pin yours on both sides of your head, plowing deeper in you when his chest presses against yours. It's almost too deep, fitting snuggly against your cervix and still pushing the tight walls wider.
His hips begin to move, his lips latching on your neck as he rocks his body into yours. It's passionate somehow... he can feel the wax brushing against his chest, each roll of his hips sending him even deeper in the crook of your neck.
His low rumbles and moans are so close to your ear, sending your mind into a frenzy. You're so close, so so close, yet you need just a bit more, wriggling your hips you try to find the perfect angle, getting frustrated when it takes you so long with no success.
You fight his hands while he's lost in chasing his own high, your arm freed from his grip with little struggle, your fingers tangling in his hair as you pulled him to look at you.
The angry look on your face made him smirk, his next thrust perfectly hitting that soft patch inside.
"There you go my greedy little bird..." he whispers, moving the hairs away from your cheeks as he cups it into his palm before digging the pads of his fingers into your jaw.
His thrusts sped up, abusing the spot inside you, the clacking sound of your wet pussy filling the room. He was so close, the veins of his cock throbbing and pulsating, the fingers on your jaw tightening.
The build up became too much, headboard banging into the wall, the knot in your belly threatening to snap loose any second. Finally you felt your ears buzzing, hot waves crashing under the surface of your skin, your muscles giving out as you rode the high.
In a blink you were suddenly empty, hot ropes of cum splashing on your chest in continuous spurts, your boyfriend's groans and ruffling of feathers filling your ears.
There's a strained growl that leaves his throat when he lays next to you, his wings falling onto your chest, helping your body to stay warm as you begin to cool down.
He loves you. He can't stop saying it while he holds you to his chest, delaying the clean up just so he can say it as many times as possible.
You'll murder him if he makes you fall asleep like this, so he wills himself into getting up, not exactly agreeing to move away from you. He is picking you up and leading you to the bathroom, sending his feathers to prepare everything so he doesn't have to let go. He won't mind that you're practically asleep in his embrace...leave everything to him, he's got you.
You should've known really....
The famous wanted villain doesn't just ”feel like cinema date”.
You had your hopes up, imaginably high...Dressing up all cute and pretty. Spending hours to get ready and be perfect for your first public date.
You knew the risks, but the thought of enjoying a normal afternoon like a normal couple blinded your eyes.
None of that stopped you from spreading your legs even further apart in your seat, the lace of your panties tugged to the side as long slender fingers rubbed between your fold, smearing your arousal over your pulsing clit.
You were holding your skirt up to your tummy, one of your fists securely gripping your panties as you pushed your hips against his hand.
His intention was to get you worked up, pull you to the bathroom and have his way with you, yet he found himself lost in you muffled moans, your plump lips turning red and bruised as you dug your teeth in them.
It shouldn't matter, you were at the far end of the movie room, a few empty rows separating you and the group of guys that also came to see the film.
His other hand pulled at your chin, separating your lips and sending you a glare.
He didn't want you quiet. He wanted those bastards to turn around, be angered by the fact that a freak like him is having such a messy little slut on his sleeve.
Wetness seeped into the material of the red chairs, making the cloth a few shades darker. Your arms were now wrapped around one of his, hugging it to your chest as low whimpers left your throat.
You were squirming in your seat, making the screws screech with every movement of your hips. The sounds of your slick pussy seemingly at least 10 times louder in your ears.
His digits were now steadily pumping in and out of your warm cavern, never faltering when one of the men fake coughed, adjusting in his seat.
The movie wasn't even halfway through when you felt your high approaching.
The palm of his hand bumped into your clit with each thrust, your concerns pushed to the back of your mind the more his pace picked up.
You were now more than sure that the whole room knew, your slick cunt producing sinful sounds that were impossible to match anything else.
Tomura could feel your nails digging into the muscles of his arm, the wrinkled material of his shirt almost giving out and ripping under your clawing.
He's grinning from ear to ear, yet you can't seem to know why, his efforts doubling as he stares to the side.
You don't have the strength to move or to question his motives when you feel the electric pleasure in your stomach, the muscles there convulsing and flexing as you reach your high.
It comes not as pleasurable as it's embarrassing, the guilt eating at you as soon as you've reached your peak. Coming down from it proved even harder, Tomura’s long still fingers waiting for you to calm yourself before slipping out, cleaning them up on your skirt.
He's pulling you from your seat seconds later, rushing you out the room and out to the hallways.
”What the hell Tomura?” You try to question as you run behind him.
There's that grin again, his eyes squinting and his teeth showing only a bit.
”Cameras, they had cameras” you weren't supposed to be shocked, it's normal and pretty common, you were supposed to be aware of that.
What pisses you off is that grin that still hasn't left his face, making your brows furrow and cheeks puff up.
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Prompt: The local news station hailed it as “the storm of the century,” and they weren’t wrong. You’ve watched the snow pile up beyond the window, building from a light dusting on the grass to literal knee-high drifts. And it shows no sign of stopping.
The place you’re stranded is stocked up on groceries, you’d charged every electronic device to your name, and you cranked the thermostat as high as it would go until the inevitable happens —
The power goes out.
So now you’re stuck indoors, with only a certain someone for company. The same someone you’ve been pining after for ages. Snow stacks up higher and higher outside. As the cold seeps in, and you both drift closer, you realize this was somehow the one thing you hadn’t thought to prepare for…
