Dabi x Hawks x Reader smut anyone?
Pairing: Dabi x f!Reader x Hawks
Warnings: 18+ blog! SMUT! Seriously, it is NSFW. Kinda dubcon, hostage situation, knives (reader gets a light cut)
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Okay, so I’m writing a reader insert DabiHawks fic for my friend’s birthday, but I just have to share what I got so far haha! get ready for some steamy prompts~
If you were a hero, how morally correct would you be?
You have been taken. It is a classic hostage situation, in the middle of a battle both you and Hawks had been spirited away by the villain side.
Hands tied behind your back, quirks surpressed and Hawks teathered to the floor, you had no chance to fight.
Dabi had been interrogating you for the better part of an hour, wanting intel.
You were a new hero, and this was your first hostage situation. Hawks was aware, so he tried his best to protect you.
His wings were spread, hiding you from the villain’s view.
It was sweet how he wanted to protect you. And though you didn’t really need it, you could take anything the cremation villain had to throw at you, it was rather hot to have the nr. 2 hero all protective over you.
But Dabi finally seemed to realize Hawks wasn’t going to give him any information. So instead, he focussed on you.
The dangerous glint in his eyes made you recall a memory from when you’d fought him a few weeks ago. Back then, he...
Nope no time to think about that right now. Focus.
Dabi dragged you up and away, just out of reach. There was a kife to your throat, and a clear threat in the air. ‘If you won’t talk to save yourself, maybe you will talk to save her’.
Panic flared up in your chest for a second, but you realized. He was bluffing. Dabi was using you as a bargaining chip, but his threats were empty. He wouldn’t really hurt you. You were about 90% sure.
Hawks didn’t seem as sure as you were, but before he even had the chance to talk you could feel the knife on your throat move.
The cut wasn’t very deep, or painfull, but it shocked you none the less.
The little trickle of red on your neck had kickstarted Hawks back into action. He was pulling on his restraints, throwing what almost looked like a temper tantrum. If the situation wasn’t so bizarre you would have laughed.
Dabi just sighed, looking bored. “Ughh, you totally killed my artistic mood. Guess it can’t be helped. Turns out today is a day for... alternative methods.”
Before you can even ponder what that would mean, the knife is back on your throat. But this time, it trails back down your neck, carefully avoiding the existing cut, right up to the collor of your hero suit.
You realize what he’s up to, but he doesn’t even acknowledge your cursed insults as he lets the knife tear through the hem of your suit.
He keeps going, informing you of a choice. He wants information, or entertainment. You can pick which one, but he won’t be left empty handed.
When Dabi succesfully cut through the top of your hero costume, the sports bra you wear underneath is fully visable.
Hawks tries his best to respectfully keep his eyes off of you, but Dabi threatens he’ll use fire if Hawks doesn’t pay close attention.
With you two still refusing to give information, Dabi gets started on your sports bra.
The ripping sounds echo through the room, making you grow uneasy.
The further he cuts the more of your cleavage is exposed to both the villain and your collegue. But just as you expect Dabi to give the final cut, Hawks speaks up.
“...It’s at Takoba beach.”
He sounds defeated, wings drooping, as he averts his eyes. The commission wasn’t worth this.
But instead of letting you go, Dabi pulled you closer. He kept asking questions, Hawks kept answering. Until he coulnd’t
Dabi had asked something neither of you knew the answer to.
You suspected he did it on purpose, just not wantin ghis fun to end. Turning your head, you threw him a look that said: ‘bring it. I’m ready to take whatever you throw my way.’
You didn’t expect him to lean in and whisper, quietly enough so Hawks wouldn’t hear: “You remember your safeword?”
The audacity of this man. The entire time you’d been on edge, not sure if your little arrangement would hold during hostage situations, and now he hits you with this? You scoff right back at him; “Shut up, don’t ruin the moment’”
Shit, how did it escalate this much? You thought back to the first couple of times you’d faced Dabi. From the beginning, you both knew. There was a stragne tension between you.
The elusive villain, wreaking havoc all over town, and the ambitious, young hero, trying her best to take him down. Somehow you’d always run into each other, turns out you were pretty evenly matched.
But all this tension finally came to a snapping point. Dabi had lead you on a wild goose hunt, and before you knew it your fight shifted to an abandoned alley.
He had managed to pin you down, both of you stunned for a second with the intensity of the situation.
If anyone asked, you honestly wouldn’t know who initiated that first kiss.
Hot and heavy, a boiling point for all the tension build up over weeks of intense battles, close calls and a strange, mutual respect.
One thing led to another, and before you fully realized how you got to that point you were having the best sex of your life right there in a shady alleyway, with a villain no less.
And say what you will about Dabi, he knew how to treat a woman.
From there on, every time you saw him you remembered what felt so right about it. You two had the best chemistry, how you fought so well but fucked even better.
You made sure your duties as a hero still came first, but once all civilians were saved it was up to Dabi to make sure you came first. Pun intended.
A low chuckle in your ear pulled you from your memories. The knife, still cutting into your sports bra, stilled for a second. Right. Now was not the time to get distracted.
“Fuck, I knew you had the hots for that guy but I never imagined you’d be suck a kinky little shit.”
Says the man who’s taking advantage of his poor, defenseless hostage, you huff.
After a final chance to anser a question you didn’t know hte answer off, Dabi ripped the remains of your sports bra away.
Your tits bounce at the rough action, an Hawks’ eyes are glued to them.
There’s shock on his face, but also a darker hint of lust.
It escalated so quickly from there on. Dabi made a show out of fondeling you, teasingly inching closer to your clothed sex.
Hawks, recovered from the inital shock, tried his best to look respectfully at the few parts of your body that weren’t exposed.
Then Dabi got rid of the rest of your hero costume, leaving you in just your paties.
Slowly slipping them down your thighs, he makes a show out of spreading you for Hawks to see.
Dabi teases your clit, and knowing just how you like it from your previous encounters he gets you wet in minutes.
Slipping a finger inside you he starts taunting again. “What a slut, getting soaking wet from being fingered by a villain. Or is it because Big Bird over there is watching? Do you like putting on a show for him?”
You let out a breathy moan at his dirty talk. And one glance at Hawks shows you you shouldn’t have been triying to keep your voice down in the first place.
Hawks is getting flustered, shifting on the floor. He’s trying, and failing, to hide a half chub. You can’t believe he’s getting turned on by looking at you.
On one hand you feel kind of bad for the guy. But on the other hand, you’re just glad you had an excuse to let loose a little more. Hawks wouldn’t be able to comment on you or your state of ‘enthusiasm’ for the duration of your time as a hostage if he was getting turned on by it himself.
Then there is a hand in your hair, pulling you back. A breathy gasp escapes your throat.
You try to comply the best you can, though supporting yourself is a little tricky with your arms still tied behind you and your back arched.
But Dabi, ever the gentleman, is there to steady you.
He presses you against his chest, grinding his clothed bulge into your ass.
His cock is big, but you already knew that. He takes it out, smearing some of your juices over the length to lube it up.
Dabi forces your thighs further apart, making a show out of pushing into you.
Hawks can do nothing but watch as you get violated by a villain.
But it doesn’t leave him unaffected. The image of a cock spearing into you, and the downright sinful sounds you’re letting out have him rock hard in his jeans.
Dabi notices and mocks him for it. “Are you getting turned on by your friend being taken by a villain? You’re only a hero when it’s convenient for you.”
Dabi then pushes you down, basically dropping you in Hawks’ lap as he fucks you from behind.
The blonde is clearly panicing with your face so close to his boner
Then there is a hand in your hair. Dabi is rubbing your face over Hawks’ thigh, making you feel the outline of his cock against your cheeks.
It’s too much for him. Hawks apologizes as his hips jerk agaisnt you involuntarily.
But just as Hawks seems to get close, Dabi pulls you away.
He tells Hawks how he sees right through him, how he’s no better than Dabi himself is for wanting this, for enjoying the show. Then Dabi starts fingering your clit, pulling all these delicious moans out of you.
At first you try to keep them in, for your own pride but also for Hawks’ sake. But once you realize what they do to him, you may let a couple more moans slip than necessary.
Dabi, ever the sadist, tells Hawks he can have you, if he just admits he wants you. The panicked look on the hero’s face tells you he wouldn’t just admit it by himself.
So you tell him: “it’s okay, it’s not your fault, I’m sorry”. Because you are, sorry for so much more than he realizes in that moment. But it is all Hawks needed to let go.
He admits he thinks you’re beautiful, sweet and funny, but since you work at the same agency he tried to be professional. But he wants you.
So Dabi gives him what he wants.
He pushes you back onto Hawks, telling you to take his cock out.
Dabi fucks you roughly as he makes you suck hawks off, the hand in your hair dictating your pace.
Hawks will only get what Dabi grants him, bobbing your head up and down in slow, torterous motions.
Eventually Hawks comes, his wings shooting out. They tremble with his effort to keep them down, keeping some semblance of pride.
Dabi pulls you back up against his chest so you can admire the view.
Dabi’s thrusts slow to a lazy, shallow pace.
“You’re welcome.” He growls into your ear.
“Was it all you hoped it would be?”
Oof! well, that is the (super) rough draft. I’m currently molding it into a proper fic, already at a 10K wordcount, and no where near done! Chapter 1 is now up on AO3~
Hope my friend will enjoy the fic once it’s finished haha! Fingers crossed, let me know what you thought ;)
