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mamayan · 7 months

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oof your writing is so good 🙈 if your requests are open, would you be willing to write smth for dabi with a nervous virgin reader? Maybe some fingering and petting, lots of praise and encouragement if you're okay with that!! I also wouldn't mind if theres a little dubcon scattered in there for flavour😳 Thank you!🙏

Fuck it’s his favorite— absolutely I will Nonnie♥️ Dabi is nothing if not the perfect gentlemen… sorta. Am I gonna get sued for changing his words in this manga panel? I got carried away with this lol

Yandere Dabi x Virgin! Darling

tw: NSFW • Fem! Darling • Obsessive/Possessive Themes • Implied Mental/Emotional/Physical Abuse • Dubcon • Praise • Virgin! Darling • BDSM • Fingering • Oral • Sex (M)(F) • Denial/Edging • Overstimulation • Dacryphilia • Unprotected Sex • Creampie

The front door slammed loud enough to reverberate around the apartment.

You sat facing the small tv, the screen playing some sort of cartoon with the volume on low, unmoving even as the thuds of his boots against vinyl faux wood flooring became louder. You were curled around your legs, pulled to your chest as your bare feet seemed to absorb the cold around you, icy skin keeping you grounded. Only a thin ratty oversized t-shirt and tiny shorts covering your body, despite the broken thermostat keeping the apartment at almost freezing temperatures.

Dark combat boots entered your field of vision, you numbly let your eyes flick up to take him in. He smelled like cigarette smoke and whiskey, the burning scent making acid bubble up in your stomach to your throat, but you meekly swallowed it down and gave a wobbly smile. “W-welcome home…” it was said with all the enthusiasm of a man walking towards his execution.

He crouches down to face you better, forearms resting on his knees as he levels you with a… soft look.

It has chills shooting down your spine, your stomach rolling and clenching while your chest heaves with anxiety. He’s not a soft man. He’s never been soft, not really, only in strange sporadic moments does he gently do anything to you, but it’s always followed by something sinister. Always.

“Hey pet, you cold?” He’s sadistic and cruel even on a good day. His words immediately making your eyes burn as you try to stop the impending tears. You’re always cold, left freezing locked up until his return, your only source of comfort and warmth him. It was a nasty play, logically you knew it, but logic was what got you hurt so you nodded despite the itch in your heart begging you to hold out a little longer. “M’cold…” you assent, unable to see the defeated dull look in your own eyes, but he could.

“C’mere then,” his smile is so sweet, his staples hardly pulling and his usually vibrant eyes more subdued and gentle. You wanted him to stop whatever game he’s playing now. Whatever sick trick he’s got hidden to make your walls crumble around you. His arms spread open, his knees hitting the floor so he could straighten his spine, and his embrace looking so warm.

Like selling your soul to the devil, you caved. Pathetically nearly falling as you all but threw yourself into him.

The fire wielding psychopath was a lot of things, and sadly running warmer than a normal person was one of them. Just being close to him was like sitting near a furnace, heat radiating off him in waves it seemed. You had all the time in the world to hate yourself when he inevitably left you again to nearly freeze, for now you focused on getting feeling back into your limbs as you pressed yourself as close as possible.

His chuckle is breathy as he wraps you up easily, pulling you into his lap as he sits back on his ass now, your thighs on either side of his to let you be as physically close as possible. Well, almost as physically close as possible, because when you were so desperate for his touch like this, it’s hard not to think about you begging for him to really warm you up.

“Better?” He doesn’t really need to ask, not when you’re fighting to keep your hands from digging under his shirt and getting more body heat from him. Your little sigh of contentment adorable, and while his day was mundane, he did get to release most of his pent up frustration on some lowlife pieces of shit. He was in a good mood, but he’d be in a better one soon.

“Hn” your little affirmation quiet as you rested your cheek against the exposed skin of his collarbone, breathing him in and relaxing as your stiff muscles and joints soaked his warmth up greedily. You didn’t even fight when his hands began to smooth over your skin, up your calves and thighs to your ass where he gave a little squeeze. You put up no resistance, no screaming or fighting tonight it seemed. “You still cold?” His lips are right are by your ear, warm breath blowing over it and sending a shiver of something… different down to your stomach. The stale cigarette scent wasn’t as bothersome to you when he wasn’t being mean it seemed.

You let him pet and stroke your skin, warming you up gradually and shifting you both around until your core was against his stomach and he was flat on his back. He even lifted up his shirt and your own a bit to give more contact, the staples across his chest smoother than you’d initially thought.

This was all wrong and you were without a doubt being soothed into… something. Peace? A sense of safety? Whatever it was, you mentally kept yourself prepared. Even if his touch was soft and careful, you knew what lurked behind those pretty eyes.

“You stopped shakin’…” his observation was more of a statement, but indeed you had warmed up enough not to shiver anymore. He wasn’t usually so nice as to help warm you up like this, usually making you drop to your knees and cling to him while he heckled your behavior.

Your world flipped too quickly to react. Your back now on the cool floor with his body looming over you.

“You’re still cold though, aren’t you pet?” His smile isn’t nice anymore.

“D-Dabi please…”

“What’s wrong, you don’t want me to warm you up anymore?” It was a thinly veiled threat that had you nearly delirious with panic in seconds.

“N-no I do! I do, please don’t stop!” Your pretty eyes filling with tears made him bite down hard on his tongue, tasting blood as he struggles to keep himself calm. It’s you after all. You weren’t some cheap whore he screwed for a quick release. You were his.

That meant something. Whether it was good or bad was debatable and complicated.

“Then let me warm you up, it’ll be faster like this,” he’s not lying. Even as he laughs at the confusion and waring emotions on your face, he really isn’t lying to you this time.

His lips aren’t soft. The kiss nothing like the ones you’d sneakily shared with a crush under the school bleachers, that kiss was a bit too wet and slimy. This one was commanding. His tongue easily slipping into your mouth in your shock, happy to invade and taste you, to share the overwhelming taste of tobacco. Your hands are tangled in his coat, tugging lightly on the fabric as he devours your mouth. He pulls back when you start to struggle, and the sight of your swollen parted lips has his pants uncomfortably tight. His zipper digging into his cock now.

“Dabi—,” your voice is barely even a whisper, almost inaudible but he catches it and pauses as he looks down at you carefully.

The fact that he’s even being careful should be considered as a mercy.

“Please be gentle…” your lips twist into a grimace, the lame line the only thing your muddled mind can conjure. His snort of amusement not helping your wounded pride, but as he shrugs his coat off and looks down at you, his words give you pause.

“I’m going to make you forget everything bad tonight pet.”

He doesn’t elaborate. You don’t need him to. You don’t want this. It doesn’t matter though, because you never wanted any of this. His sanity not even in question, because he’s clearly out of his damn mind and has been for quite a while.

His shirt is next, revealing his chest in the dim light of the tv still playing quietly, the words not even registering as a language you understood. The damaged flesh leathery and colored a dark purple in contrast to his healthy skin. You lay limp and almost defeated beneath him, watch as his hands deftly remove your own shirt, and while it’s not the first time he’s seen you naked… this would be the first he’s touched you so intimately. Your breasts exposed to the cool air harden quickly, his smile predatory as he leans over your chest to flick one with his tongue.

The sensation shoots straight to your pussy.

“Pretty little pet, are you scared?” His question is rhetorical, but you hate how he just seems to know your thoughts and feelings. So much so you wanted to ask if he hide a second quirk. In a last act of defiance, you shake your head. You are scared, terrified of what else there even is to lose because this evil man seems determined to take and have all of you. He’s insatiable for whatever you have, like a vampire taking the life right out of you. Except he won’t kill you, even if sometimes you wished he would. To end this game.

“Pfft, you look so serious,” his face is filled with only hunger and amusement, as he lets his rough palms rest over your breasts, squeezing lightly as he lets himself just take you in. His hands drag over your much softer skin, looking at the odd scar here and there left by his flames during the early days of your readjustment period. He lets one hand rest just over the mound of your pussy, still covered by the thin shorts that hardly covered anything. He’s quiet, and so are you, as you breathe and struggle to stay still for whatever this was. You imagined it to be more violent, less pathetic on your end, as if you’d given up without a fight.

Your tears of frustration finally broke and trailed down your cheeks, your brows furrowed and cheeks puffed as you try to stay silent and uphold whatever amount of dignity you had left. You wouldn’t beg him to stop, it only spurred him on. When his eyes looked back up, the image of you nearly drove him feral as he grinned, giddy with excitement in lieu of you crying. His snicker of approval only making you flinch back as his fingers hook inside the waist band of the shorts and your underwear.

“Keep crying pet. Maybe a hero will come to save you?” His words drip sarcasm as he now roughly yanks your bottoms down and off your body in one swift motion. You’re left completely nude and shivering as the cold seeps back into your body as you lay on the floor. “I don’t think any heroes even patrol this side of town anymore. Too dirty and messy, they can’t be bothered to save people here. So I guess that leaves just you n’me.” He’s not looking at your face, though he’d be elated to see the look of crushed hope painting your features, instead his eyes were trained on your tightly shut thighs. The soft skin a bit distorted from how hard you squeezed them closed. His dark hair falling a bit into his gaze as he easily digs his fingers roughly into your flesh to pry them open.

“Hii!” You cry of pain and shock adorable to his eyes as he gets an eye full in the dim light of your wet pussy.

“Better keep these spread pet, if I gotta open them again for you, I’ll give you a real reason to cry.” His eyes are fierce and foreboding as they meet your gaze, and fear keeps you compliant as you obey and keep your legs open where he left them. He smiles in approval, humming to himself as he begins to undo his belt and open up his pants.

He shifts to one handedly yanking his pants down to free his aching cock, his free hand moving to his open mouth to layer on his own saliva to his fingers. The wet digits brought to your pussy as you whimper, gently spreading your folds and admiring it as he grips his hard cock in his hand. You make the mistake of looking at it.

He’s covered in piercings. His cock long and thick, more so in the middle, with a slight upward curve… but there’s two distinct barbs through his dick on both sides, with the tip sporting one prominent one that had you wanting to disobey and close your legs anyway. It looked frightful and painful if anything else, and you briefly wondered if he did this to ensure his victims were thoroughly tormented at every step.

“Fuck look at you baby, so pretty like this aren’t you?” He’s gently poking and circling your clit, loving each little scared gasp and unsure look you shoot his way. He can tell it feels good for you, but with the uncertainty and fear factor of his looks and his cock, you’re wound tight in apprehension. He thinks it’s a beautiful sight on you. Your little sniffles and pouty lips captivate him into leaning over you again, licking your lips until you open and let him kiss you again. It’s languid and lazy like him, proving how good his mood currently is by how he’s taking his time with you. Your hands stay by your side, gripped tight into fists as you feel a finger begin to push inside of you.

He breaks the kiss the time, looking down to see you take his finger.

“Not so bad is it pet?” He wiggled and pushes it as deep as he can go, loving how your back aches and chest juts out in his face for easy access. He’s nice as he works you open with one finger, lavishing your sore nipples with licks and bites. You keep the moans soft and low, struggling to hate this like you thought you would.

It didn’t hurt at all. It felt good. That was the problem. Dabi never makes you feel good, he torments you like a cat with a mouse. That’s why he calls you pet.

So when he squeezes in a second finger and you moan louder? You nearly knock a tooth out slapping a hand over your lips in embarrassment.

“No you don’t,” his fingers rip free from your tight cunt, both hands gripping your wrists and pinning them with one hand above your head. He grabs his jacket, using the arms to make a makeshift cuff to lock your hands together. “Keep’’em right there,” he orders, and by his stern features you know he means it.

Tired of just testing the waters, Dabi crawls down your body in favor of bringing his face directly before your pussy. “Dabi?” Your head lifted to try and see him as he wraps his arms under your hips to hoist you up higher towards his awaiting mouth. “Been thinkin’ of how this pussy tastes for months,” he grins, letting his pierced tongue run from your dripping hole to your clit, sending sparks of pleasure through your body as your legs jolt and snap around his head.

You realize quickly and apologize, opening them to avoid any punishment.

“Good girl~” you don’t like how his praise warms you up further, your shaking now less from cold or fear and more from arousal.

He repeats his first few licks, before beginning to truly lavish your pretty cunt with his tongue and skills. Dabi isn’t actually an experienced man, most women fearful or disgusted by him for obvious reasons, but it wasn’t hard for him to figure out your reactions and follow the flow of your pleasure. The way you twitched and moaned, struggled to keep your hands in the spot he ordered you to, to keep your legs spread, he loved all of it. When your moans became high pitched whimpers and whines, and your muscles spasmed, he knew you were close.

“D-Dabi I think I—,” you were so close, core wound so tight you could snap at any second, and for the first time you liked what he was doing to you.

Until he stopped.

“No—!” Your cry was embarrassing, as you shook beneath him in horror of your own reaction. Panting and trying to catch your breath as your pleasure faded by the second, his Cheshire grin soaking up your disappointment eagerly. Of course he would, you felt bitter, even as he returned to licking and sucking your clit. Only when the build up returned did you relax again, moving your hips up a little as you neared the crest once more…

He stopped again.

“Dabi—!” Your indignant tone telling as you huffed, sweat beginning to dot your skin despite the cool temperatures, Dabi’s warmth even removed like this helping.

Your stomach ached with the urge to cum. “Something wrong pet?” His face said he knew what was wrong, but it seemed he wanted you to say it. Instead you stubbornly pressed your lips together, his shrug of nonchalance following as he returned to kissing and sucking, slower and more gradually building you up again.

Even if you mentally prepared for it, he let you get much closer to coming than the previous times, so when he pulled away, your legs clamped tight around his head to stop him. “Fuck, please Dabi,” you hated yourself. Hated how he held so much power over you.

If you didn’t look so cute, he’d probably punish you too for not listening.

“Please what?” You watch as he lets a drop of his salvia drip into your pussy, your trembling legs pushed open again by his hands as he stares up at you.

“P-please…” you didn’t want to say it, didn’t want to give him anymore of yourself but… “—please make me cum.”

He looks like that cat which got the milk. His satisfaction palpable as he laughs. “Well why didn’t you just say so? Since you said please.” His teasing tone muffled again soon by your wet pussy, his aggressive approach now much more intense as he eats you out with the purpose of making you cream his face now.

It doesn’t take long before the string violently snaps inside you, your orgasm intense and nearly painful as you come apart.

“Ah, yes, oh—,” you try to shift away, his tongue still laving your clit as he looks up at you, narrow gaze teasing and telling as you whine. “D-Dabi I-I already—ah please!” You almost bite your tongue when he sucks hard on your clit, your panic building with another orgasm. You moan, your head thrown back as your fingers grip and tug on the binding of his coat, hips shaking as you come again.

His lower face is soaked, but he can’t find it in himself to stop as he licks up all your release and noses your clit. Switching his assault to inside of your quivering hole, letting his wet hot tongue slither in, licking and poking your walls. He moans with you now, relaxing as he lets himself get comfortable, leaning against your thigh he has propped up now with his arm keeping you locked in position. He’s lazily feasting as you come again, this time breaking his rule and trying to push his face away with your hands still bound.

He doesn’t even stop then, just uses his free hand to grip the fabric and anchor your hands to your stomach as he continues to work you into another frenzy.

“S’too much! Stop! Stop Dabi! Please fuck, I can’t, ugh, no more—,” your pleas are ignored as he laughs, eyes crinkling as he watches you twitch and jolt with even the tiniest amount of pressure to your clit now.

“I thought you wanted to cum? Change your mind already?” You can hardly manage a full sentence, gasping for air like he’s choked you or something. He relents though, only because his cock is close to shooting his load even though he hadn’t touched himself while playing with you. Using his coat, he lifts your hands back above your head and scoots forward to let his heated cock slap against your wet folds. His hips automatically jerking a few times as his dick feels the soft wet heat your cunt is soaked in.

“You want my cock pet?” You look delirious and exhausted, sweat making your hair cling to your face as you briefly almost admit to being too warm now. Your both chilled and overheated as your sweat dries. Your blurry vision glances down to his throbbing length peaking at you from below, the heavy rod sliding back and forth through your slick and causing your pussy to twitch as he nudges your clit with it.

“S’not gonna fit…” his lip nearly splits on his smile, the cute admission only making him wanna shove it in you more to prove it will fit.

“You don’t think so?” His eyes look inhumanly blue from the cast of whatever show played on the tv now. One hand stays to keep your own pinned, while the other travels down your soft body to grip his cock and line himself up. “‘Cuz I think it will,” then he’s pushing in. His tip goes in easier as it gets crushed by your tight convulsing cunt, the rest engorged by blood feels painful as you cry, Dabi moaning as your gooey walls try to force him out. “I think,” one sharp thrust sinks a whole inch in, your eyes opening wide as tears spill freely, “I’ll get my entire cock in,” he pulls out only a little before shoving in a little more again. “And you know what else I think?” He’s leering down at you, manic grin frightening with the added shadows cast. You can feel his piercings, tugging and forcing themselves inside as he shifts and pushes, nearly stealing your ability to breathe.

“I think you’re gonna like it.” You can’t talk and he knows it, as his tip kisses your cervix, and then it’s bruising it as he shoves himself to entire way in, gasping in pleasure he sees himself fully sheathed inside you. His groin flush with your ass. Your walls so tight it feels impossible to pull out now. It doesn’t matter to Dabi though, as he grits his teeth and rocks forward and back, creating delicious friction on his cock. You’re left to sniffle and cry, pussy stretched painfully wide and aching deep inside from how his rough entrance.

“Poor little crybaby,” he chuckles, leaning closer to lick the tears off your cheeks as he finally gets himself wet enough to begin a slow pace inside you. “You’re so fuckin’ tight,” he growls, burying his face in your neck for a moment while he ruts into you, quick short thrusts working him close to his orgasm. His hand works between you, thumbing your clit as you cry and writhe beneath him, pussy clenching and relaxing as you’re forced to cum with something thick, hot, and painfully heavy inside your cunt.

“Shitttt,” his teeth sink into your neck, grunting as his balls draw tight and he pumps his boiling load deep into your womb, pushing even deeper as it twitched and spurts. Your legs locking and trembling as you see stars.

He stills for a moment, catching his breath quickly as he lifts up to look at your ruined appearance. Your face covered in tears as you pant, eyes nearly closed as struggle to stay awake. Your pussy even messier, slick and cum coating you both and the floor, a tiny bit of pink mixed too.

The thought that it was him who ruined your innocence, taken your first and last, has him hardening again inside you.

You can only whine, silently pleading for a break, but his answering smile is familiar and devious.

“C’mon pet, we’re just getting started tonight.” He chuckles, pulling his hips back before roughly slamming into you now. The shock woke you up fully, pussy protesting the rough treatment he sets as the room fills with salacious noises, your pussy squelching with each slap of his balls. The piercing on his tip hitting a new angle as he leans back and jerks your hips up off the floor.

“Oh!” Your vision goes black as you cum, and Dabi only laughs and fucks you harder as you pass out, loving the stupid expression on your fucked out face.

“That’s it pet, said I was gonna make you forget!” He’s emptying another load inside you not longer after, his own dick becoming a bit overstimulated but too engrossed fucking you to stop yet. With you half conscious, it’s easy to slip out and flip you to your stomach before sliding back in smoothly. “Fuck, you feel so good baby, taking my cock like you were made for it,” his words are slurred in his pleasure, his hips working against your ass as he drags his slick cock out of your pussy before working it back in. He’s even deeper like this, your belly and hips flat on the floor as he fucks you.

You can’t even remember why you didn’t want this anymore. The pleasure and warmth overwhelming and so perfect.

At least as he fills your pussy again, you don’t feel cold.

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dabisqueen · 11 months

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Dabi x fem!Reader

⇢ word count: roughly 1.5

⇢ plot: Dabi gets home and is kind of wound up. He needs you to help him out...

⇢ warnings: 18+, minors DNI, rough manhandling, couch-sex, steamy kissing, cunnilingus (female receiving), fingering, rough sex, multiple orgasms, creampie, use of Dabi’s fire quirk, marking (Dabi makes a red handmark on reader's skin)

⇢ personal note: a little reward for @/the-beard-of-edward-teach

The sound of the door being slammed shut echoes through the tiny apartment, announcing the return of your boyfriend from his mission to gain new members for the LOV.

"Oh hey baby, how did the recruit–" Your words are caught in your throat when you see the expression on his face.

You can tell he is mad. Really mad. Yet, his eyes hungrily take you in.

Oh shit…

Dropping his coat on the floor, he's at your side in an instant, grabbing you by the waist and swinging you into his arms, striding with long steps toward the couch.

He throws you down onto the cushions, lurching right on top of you.

“What the—?” You ask, dizzily.

"Shut up." He commands and settles himself between your legs, hooking his hands under the seam of your shorts, yanking them down. Just hearing that fierce, possessive voice of his makes your legs fall obediently apart.

"Dabi–" But you can't finish the sentence, not with him grabbing your pants and igniting his quirk.

"Told you to be quiet…" A blistering heat arises, the burnt shreds of the remains thrown across the room with one casual swing of his arm. Your eyes catch a glimpse of his erection straining against the stitches of his pants. It gives you just enough time to suck in a breath before he dives down and starts his assault on your sensitive nub.

His mouth descends on your clit, tongue stroking over it in a way that drives you instantly crazy. Alternating between hungry licks of your sensitive pussy and dragging his tongue back and forth over your clit, you squirm, getting wetter by the moment, causing you to quickly rise toward your climax.

“Ah fuck, you taste so fucking good—” he groans against your pussy. He's going rough, which is both delicious and aggravating at once. It awakens a need inside of you, a need for him to push a finger inside you, to do all kinds of filthy, dirty things to you. Your entire skin prickles with awareness and your pulse starts to race.

"Touya–ahhh–" you moan as he finally plunges his fingers into you without warning, curling them against that sweet spot of yours. Between Dabis' fierce licks of your pussy, you whimper, his need for you driving you crazy. You're getting closer and closer to your high, the rasp of his tongue against your clit becoming almost too much. Then, his hot lips latch around it and he starts sucking.

Without a warning, you come.

The orgasm pounces through you like a storm, making you arch and goosebumps ripple across your skin. You throw your head back as your legs close around him and a scream rips from your lips. Dabi rides you through it and it's so filthy, the way his slurping sounds echo off the walls.

He growls, pinning your thighs apart again, his tongue dipping inside your entrance to taste all of you. "So fucking sweet—”

Panting, you slowly come down from your high. Dabi raises his head and you look down at his face, with his mouth gleaming, wet from all your juices.

"I need a minute—" you pant, dizzy and breathless.

"M not fucking done with you yet." He growls low in his throat, and then his big body pushes over you. The clink of his belt buckle tells you what he is about to do. Another quick dive into his pants, and he frees his throbbing cock. You glance down and see it dripping with precum. Taking it in his palm, he slides his hand along its impressive, pierced length, playing the head of it against your soaked folds.

You catch your breath, surprised again at how good that feels. How good everything feels with him. Every time.

Dabi fits the bulbous head of his cock against your core, wetting it, and then pushes forward, swiftly, burying himself balls deep at once. Your mouth drops open into a sinful moan—

—because even though you're dripping wet, you never get used to how thick and girthy he is.

He pulls out, his gaze riveted to where you are joined, his dick glistening with your juices/slick, and then his gaze flicks up to lock with yours. Without a warning, he starts pumping into you. It forces the air from your lungs the way he thrusts into you. Dabi’s hands grip your hips, digging his nails into them, raising them to meet his before he thrusts into you again. His movements are feral, he picks up speed, his thrusts taking on urgency. The look in his eyes is possessive as he pumps into you, over and over again, heavy balls slapping against your ass.

“Dabi s too much,” you cry out, impaled on his cock as you struggled to adjust to his speed.

“Shut up and take it—” A low growl builds in his chest, deep and rumbly.

Mind-numbing sensations spiral through your body with his movements, and your arms fly up to hold onto him. Your bodies come together so roughly that you are slammed against the armrest of the couch, your back sliding over the coarse fabric of the couch, making your skin raw.

His thrusts take on a fiercer edge and the harder he drives into your body, the more IT heightens your own pleasure. You feel the stir of another orgasm starting to build in your belly, when one hand slips between your bodies, his calloused thumb pressing through the folds of your pussy, finding your clit, starting to rub against it. You gasp at the sensation, arching your back. Faster and harder he claims you– and your fingers clawing into his shirt, closing your eyes while he focuses on that one particular spot that will make you scream again.

You can feel your body clench around him, your pussy tightening in response to the impending orgasm. You're almost there— but you need more, need something else to give you that little push. As if he knows, his next thrust is followed by a sudden heat on your hips. Dabi doesn't break his gaze when the heat increases and you realize what he's doing. Shocked, you try to writhe away from him.

He doesn't let you, keeping you right there, his hand steady on your hip. The heat turns into stinging pain that shoots right up your spine. And it's exactly what you need, what lights you up like a dynamite fuse.

You cry out, digging your nails into Dabi's shoulder when you come undone around him. Everything shatters inside you, and you give a choked cry as your insides clench and release, the orgasm battering through you. The nasty wet sound of his cock thrusting into you fills the room while your tight silken walls continue to milk him.

"Fuck," Dabi growls, his own movements becoming erratic and he shudders as his own release finds him. You feel his cock throb with each shot of his cum, twitching as the heat of it sweeps through you. Dabi continues to thrust into you, fucking back every drop of his essence, but he's coming so much that it squelches out. It's so naughty, the way your juices –mixed with his cum– stick in a frothy mess to the base of his cock and leak down your ass.

He leans in over you, his chest pressing to yours, and then his lips are against yours, claiming your mouth in a heated kiss, his tongue flicking against yours. It's as forceful and messy as the sex you had. There’s a slight musky taste to his mouth, and you realize you're tasting… yourself.

“Dabi–” you moan, still dizzy, still clinging onto him.

"Fuck, baby I needed that." A raspy groan comes from his throat as he pulls back and out, his cock –hot, sticky, and still twitching– pressing against your folds. "M sorry. Shitty day…"

"Don't be, it's not like I didn't enjoy it—" You laugh breathily, still trying to catch your breath.

Then his gaze falls on the angry red handprint on your hips. His face turns into an apologetic grimace before his azure eyes flick up to meet yours. He strokes a loose strand of hair behind your ear, “Are you okay? Did I hurt you too much?”

“Just a little bit,” You interrupt him with a kiss. "But it's ok. I got off on it."

“That's my girl—” He chuckles, directing soothing circles over the red burn. “I'm sure, it will fade."

"Next time make sure it doesn't." You tease, a hand raising to idly play with his raven strands.

He stalls, his blue eyes taking you in for a moment, contemplating. Then his lips curl up into a wide smirk and you gasp as you feel him getting hard again, pulsing against your puffy folds.

Oh no…

"Shouldn't have said that," he snorts and grabs you by your hips to flip you around. "Ready for round two?"

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tired-teacher-blog · 1 year

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Hello teach 🌺💙

Can I request First time having sex with Izuku, Shoto, Katsuki, Dabi and Tamaki ( separately 😂 ) but it's their real personality ( insecurities, shyness... )

I always read people making things far away from the real character and sometimes I'm like 😐

No pressure I know you're the best 🥰

This was such a cute request to work on, so I hope you enjoy my input sweetie ❤️

First time

Characters : Bakugo/ Izuku/ Shouto/ Dabi/ Tamaki/ Fem reader

Genre/ Warning : Established relationship/ Smut/ NSFW/ 18+/ Vaginal sex/ squirting (in Izuku's part)/ cock warming -kinda- (in Shouto's part)

Please do not read if you're a minor

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Bakugo :

He kissed you again, groaning against your lips as his fully erect cock grazed your thigh.

He has been waiting for so long to finally have you spread out underneath him, moaning his name as he pushes himself deep into your heat..

Sweat beads appeared upon his flushed chest and arms as he caged you between them, and his piercing eyes stared lustfully at your longing form.

You were anxious –extremely so– it was your first time together like that after all. However, you could sense a hint of nervousness in his usually smug demeanor as well, and you wondered if it was just a figment of your imagination.. until he spoke.

_ "Don't worry babe, I promise I'll be gentle."

You knew about that deeply hidden soft side of him, the one that makes your heart skip a beat everytime it shows, "I know you will Katsuki."

You gasped when he finally breached your fluttering entrance, digging your nails in his shoulders as he immediately started moving within you.

His sensual kisses distracted you from the inevitable discomfort of the first few thrusts, and those big warm hands caressing your thighs delicately, gave you the needed comfort to leave your anxieties behind.

_ "You feel so good around me babe, fuck, tell me how you're feeling." he groaned against your ear, sending shivers down your spine.

_ "It feels amazing! Yes, keep going.. just like that." you shamelessly begged as your brain turned into mush with every slow stroke of his veiny shaft against your longing walls, and his heart swelled with pride knowing that he was pleasuring you the way you deserved.

He leaned back, kneeling in front of you while his hands moved to grab your sides, and thumbs caressed your skin reassuringly as he kept a steady pace.

The new position drove you wild, was it because you were given a clearer view of his godly flexing muscles? Or was it that he was hitting a spot within you that had you seeing stars? Either way, you weren't going to last much longer.

_ "I'm close.. Katsuki.. I'm cumming." you announced, desperately clawing at his arms and squealing when he picked you up and cradled your butt cheeks so he could upthrust into you while you collapsed against his chest.

_ "Don't hold back babe, I'm close too." his growls filled your senses and his pulsating cock drove you over the edge soon after, your walls squeezing hard before creaming around his shaft.

Your fingers tugged on his hair weakly as your mind slowly cleared up, he pushed himself deeper into you a few more times before pulling out of your glistening cunt and releasing his pearly seeds all over the bedsheets.

It took you both a moment to recover, and you almost lost consciousness in his arms if not for that deep voice you loved so much, "are you feeling alright princess?"

_ "I am.. s' good.. love you s' much.." you mumbled quietly but he heard it all, smiling tenderly as he placed you gently on the bed and whispered a soft: "I love you too baby girl," before moving to run you both a relaxing bath.

Izuku :

_ "Is.. is this okay? Are you really sure.. about this?" he nervously asked as you finished removing the last article of clothing separating you from one another.

_ "Relax Izuku, you're too tense." you giggled softly before pecking his lips and straddling his waist.

You have been dating the pro hero for a few months, but your intimate times had never gone beyond the usual intense make out sessions, and his shy and reserved nature is mainly why.

_ "We've already got this far, I mean look how hard you are." you admired the huge cock you could barely wrap your fingers around, and wondered if it would actually fit inside you.

His only response was a strangled whimper and a tighter hold on your waist, and you chose to interpret that as an approval to carry on.

You steadied yourself on your knees, positioning your pussy right above his pulsating shaft and looking into his eyes one more time before lowering yourself oh-so-slowly.

Your legs trembled beneath you, almost losing control over your body if not for two strong arms holding you steady and helping you carry out your task, "I got you gorgeous."

Where did that come from? Where did his bashfulness go and when did he manage to take control?

You were no longer in charge of your movements, nor were you about to set the pace like you thought you would.

_ "Just relax, I'll do it." his big calloused hands moved to cup your bum, squeezing your flesh and lifting you up with ease before slamming you back down on his cock.

_ "Izuku! too deep!" your eyes widened and your nails sunk into his arms as you tried to regulate your breathing.

_ "Oh! I'm.. I'm so sorry sweetheart, did I hurt you?" he blinked innocently, fear evident in his voice as he froze for a moment.

_ "No, don't worry I was just.. surprised," amazing how that sweet side of him reappeared as soon as your well-being was called into question, and you couldn't help but smile as you thought of it, "let's keep going Izuku, I'm all yours to claim."

His blush deepened and his hold tightened on your buttocks, but his eyes held a determination that made your heart skip a beat. He lifted you up again, leaving only his tip inside, and you squeezed your eyes shut in anticipation of another brutal thrust that never came, because instead, he lowered you slowly, making sure you could feel him thoroughly, repeating the action again and again and again until your moans were the only thing that could be heard.

You wanted his lips on you, but you couldn't for the life of you formulate a single word, settling for a longing gaze that he -fortunately- understood.

He smiled sweetly pecking your forehead first and moving to your scrunched up nose next before grazing his lips against yours and capturing them in a heated kiss, all the while bouncing you on top of him.

It was intense, passionate, the way he moved inside of you mixed with his breathtaking kisses drove you wild, and you knew you wouldn't last much longer if he kept it up, and judging by how erratic and sloppy his movements became, you knew he was too close as well.

His lips left yours and spread wet pecks along your neck, moving further down until they reached your bouncy breasts, taking one teat into his mouth and sucking gently before moving to the other.

And that did it for you, "Izuku! I'm cumming I'm cumming!" your moans turned into cries as you tensed up around him, trembling uncontrollably before gushing all over his abdomen.

The stream of your juices kept flowing with each snap of his hips, and you were too lightheaded to feel embarrassment at that point.

_ "Amazing, look at this I'm drenched.. you're going to make me cum sweetheart." he growled as he bounced you a few more times on top of him until the waves of pleasure had passed and you finally relaxed in his hold, and that was when he pulled out of you, pumping his length and releasing his seeds on the messy bed sheets underneath you.

_ "I'm sorry Izuku, I made a mess.." you mumbled quietly against his shoulder as shame washed over you, your first time together and this happens?!

_ "What are you talking about beautiful? That was so sexy and to be honest.. I can't wait to make you do that again." he responded cheekily as a gentle chuckle escaped his throat.

Shouto :

_ "Is this okay? I won't move until you tell me love, so take all the time you need." he sounded strained, holding you from behind and resisting the urge to start moving his hips as you both laid on your sides.

_ "Yes, this is fine, I'm okay." you responded quietly, sheepishness taking over your being.

He had you stretched out around his shaft oh-so-perfectly, and you thanked the heavens you weren't facing him at that moment.

It was your first time with the pro hero after all, something you hesitantly suggested earlier in the evening and to which he enthusiastically agreed upon.

His warm breath tickled your nape and his big protective arms squeezed you between them, "is this position comfortable enough?" he truly wanted your first time with him to be enjoyable, he had been waiting for that moment to come for a long time.

_ "Yes, this feels good." you placed your hands over his arms and shifted your hips a bit in order to get more comfy, but the action drove him deeper into your pussy and he instantly growled as a response.

You wanted him to start moving already, your walls desperately clutching onto him and you knew it must have been as hard for him to settle as it was for you, but you were too embarrassed to ask.

His lips caressed your shoulders, and his hot breath fanned over your skin as he trailed soft feathery kisses on your quivering flesh.

His hand brushed against your tummy, gliding along your luscious curves and resting on your thigh.

You couldn't speak, your lip caught between your teeth to prevent the whines threatening to slip out, and decided to let your body take control instead as you rocked your hips against his, and hoped he would take the hint.

_ "Y/n, can I?" he breathed out between soft kisses and you nodded weakly, feeling the curve of his lips against your nape, and finally allowing his name to escape your throat when he started moving within you.

He was gentle the whole time, knowing how much courage it must've taken for you to be this intimate with him, and wanting you to enjoy it thoroughly because you deserve to be treated well.

_ "How are you feeling princess?" he barely managed to keep his voice stable, as your gummy walls hugged his cock tightly.

_ "I'm.. 'm feeling good.. so good.. Shouto keep going.."

Your confidence went up and so did your bravery, nails digging into his arms as he kept a steady pace.

_ "That's good to know gorgeous, damnit.. I'm going mad." he wrapped an arm around your thigh, lifting it up so he could fuck you even deeper, a move that drove you both wild.

His smooth head kissed your cervix repeatedly, and it would have been overwhelming if his movements weren't gentle.

His other hand slipped between your legs to fondle your sensitive clit, and you gasped knowing that you wouldn't last long after that, "Shouto! Wait wait! If you keep doing that.." you couldn't finish speaking as your words turned into whines.

_ "I know beautiful, I'm so close too, let's finish together." his thrusts quickened and his lips moved eagerly along your skin, sucking a perfect red mark right behind your ear.

You opened your mouth to announce your upcoming orgasm, but no meaningful words have left you, only a loud moan along with his name as you tensed up and spasmed uncontrollably in his arms.

He pulled out immediately, tapping his cock against your bum before spurting all over your back while his fingers still played with your clit until you finally settled.

He squeezed your shaky form tighter, breathing heavily and showering your soft skin with even softer kisses before moving you gently so you were finally facing him.

_ "Hi princess, how was it? Are you feeling any discomfort?" he whispered his query before running his thumb over your parted lips and kissing you deeply.

_ "It was perfect." you mumbled shyly as you averted your gaze, the night's activities playing again in your head.

_ "It was perfect for me as well, I love you y/n."

Dabi :

Your back hit the wall behind you, and before you could voice your protest, a pair of needy lips claimed yours.

It was your fault really, how else did you expect him to react after giving him the green light at long last?

Your shirt was torn to shreds, and so was your cute little skirt, and if you thought he would treat you gently just because this was your first time with him, then you've got another thing coming.

He's never been known to be a softy after all, and his way of manifesting his lust for you is enough proof.

_ "You look so fucking sexy," his lips latched onto your neck, sucking and nibbling on your warm skin while his fingers sneaked under the trim of your panties, "uh-oh, what do we have here? eager already are we?" his teasing continued and without a warning whatsoever, he slipped two fingers into your wet quivering cunt at once, pumping them slowly and watching with amazement as your pussy swallowed his digits greedily.

_ "Touya please.." you didn't need to word it clearly as he understood what you wanted, pulling his coated fingers out and smirking while admiring the sheen covering them.

_ "I got it doll, now hold on to me alright?" he cooed before picking you up and pushing your back against the wall again, wasting no time thrusting himself into your welcoming heat.

_ "Touya, not too fast please!" your whimpers filled his dark empty room, and as loud as you cried out, he chose to ignore your desperate request.

_ "You feel so fucking good y/n, why did we wait this long to do it?" he growled between each deep thrust delivered straight to your cervix.

His pace was unforgivably fast, hitting you right where you wanted and soon, you started slurring your pleas for him to keep going "just like that".

You looked dashing to him; heavy lust filled eyes, flushed skin, messy hair, desperate clutches on his shoulders, and his name falling from your parted lips seductively each time he was buried deep into your cunt.

He cursed under his breath, but it was mainly directed at his own regret for not taking you much sooner.

Honestly speaking, intimate relationships and sexual desires have never been among his interests or priorities until you came along, and voicing your consent was all he needed to hear after long weeks of imagining how it would be like to finally have you.

_ "The real thing is even better." he admitted with a smirk, leaning in to lick the string of saliva escaping your abused swollen lips before capturing them yet again in a passionate kiss.

It was intense, nothing like you've ever experienced before with any of your previous partners. His strength, his stamina, his familiarity with your needs, all of it was driving you nuts, "Touya, oh god! I'm cumming!" you broke the kiss to voice your announcement.

_ "Oh yeah? Go ahead then, let me see you lose control gorgeous." he was obviously nearing his own release as his thrusts became erratic, but he wanted to hold on a bit longer until you crumble in his hold.. and you finally did, spasming violently while struggling to form a coherent thought and almost passing out with an overwhelming pleasure.

He fucked you some more until he reached his own high, pulling out and shooting his sperm all over your belly, "we should do this again soon gorgeous." he requested heavily and you nodded weakly, smiling against the crook of his neck.

Little did you know, the 'soon' he referred to was only a few minutes away, and your first time together was just the beginning of a passionate night.

Tamaki :

_ "I.. I don't know.. this is embarrassing!" he covered his face with both hands as you lowered his boxers and revealed his rock hard cock.

_ "Well, seems to me like your body is more honest than your words." you giggled softly, taking his thick shaft in one hand while using the other one to fondle your own heat.

You lowered your head, eyes studying his trembling body as you took him in your mouth.

You hummed around his throbbing cock, eyes widening with surprise when you felt a grip on your hair, "you're.. so warm," he whined through a clenched jaw, unconsciously bucking his hips and hitting the back of your throat.

You moved back immediately, coughing as you tried to catch your breath, and seeing you in that state freaked him out.

_ "Oh God! Sweetheart I'm so sorry! Look at me, are you okay?" he bolted upright and came closer to you, caressing your cheeks and apologizing non stop.

In all honesty, you were perfectly fine, but he looked adorable blinking in fear and checking to see if you were alright, so you decided to play along for a bit.

_ "Maybe I'll feel better after you kiss me." it was a joke that you thought would lighten up the mood, but what he did next left you in state of disbelief, as he actually leaned in and kissed you deeply.

You had no time to react to his brutal force, and next thing you knew, you were laying on your back with him on top, still kissing you.

_ "Are you.. feeling better?" his innocence is baffling -always has been- and it's one of the things that made you fall deeply in love with him.

_ "I am," you giggled softly, cradling his cheeks and pulling him in for another kiss, moaning as the smooth head of his raging cock touched your glistening cunt for the very first time in your life.

You rolled your hips against him, craving for more, and he tensed up feeling your heat.

One of your hands traveled down to caress his shaft, "can I.. is it okay?" your self esteem slipped away little by little as you anticipated his response, wondering if he didn't want to go any further..

He must've sensed your struggles, because a shy smile appeared on his face before you could finally feel him breaching your longing entrance.

He hid his face in the crook of your neck, whines stiffled against your skin as he started moving hesitantly at first.

_ "Yes baby you're doing so good.." you cooed breathlessly as you wrapped your arms around him while gently caressing his spine.

Your little gesture helped settling his nerves, and soon, he picked up the pace as his thrusts deepened, but his face remained tucked in your neck.

You ran your fingers through his soft hair, pulling gently everytime he hit that tingly spot within you, " Tamaki, kiss me, please.." you wanted his lips on yours, you needed to feel him everywhere in your being, and all you had to do was ask once as he instantly connected your lips in a passionate kiss that took you off guard at first.

His thrusts quickened and you wondered if it was unintentional or if he was as close to climaxing as you were, but you assumed the latter judging by the twitch in his cock and the groans against your lips.

_ "Faster! Tamaki please don't hold back!" you tilted your head back and begged to be fucked harder, crying out his name when he did as you asked.

_ "Y/n, I think I'm gonna.." his lips were back on your neck, nibbling softly on your skin while rutting into you mercilessly.

_ "Me too honey! I'm cumming!" you wrapped your legs around his waist and dug your nails in his back as you finally reached your blissful high.

You trembled beneath him and he fucked you throughout your orgasm until he reached his own, pulling out last second and releasing his pearly seeds on your tummy before relaxing on top of your spent body.

You held him tighter, smiling satisfyingly and almost drifting off if not for a trail of soft kisses against your heaving chest, "I really.. I liked it.. so much.." he mumbled quietly and it was the cutest thing.

_ "Me too sweetheart," you whispered back and sighed in satisfaction as his arms sneaked around your waist and squeezed you between them.

@moumouton4

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tojirights · 1 year

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"stay away from my sister, dude."

your bothers words ring in dabi's ears as he puts your legs over his shoulders. there was nothing he could've done to prevent this from happening. you were caught in dabi's web the moment your sweet, innocent eyes met his dark gaze.

every drag of his cock makes you moan, eyes rolling back in your skull as he fucks you impossibly deep. "d-dabi please," you pant, barely able to catch your breath as he relentlessly thrusts his cock deep inside your aching cunt. "shhhh princess." dabi starts, putting his hand over your mouth and leaning down to whisper in your ear. "don't want anyone interupting us now, do we?" he smirks when you whimper against his palm.

"your brother would kill me if he knew."

#dabi smut #bnha dabi smut #dabi x reader #dabi x reader smut #bnha dabi #bnha smut #mha dabi smut #dabi thirst

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tang3r1n · 5 months

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still on my shitty dabi kick and i think i struck a chord with @mostlyheinous so here’s random ass shit i think a deadbeat bf dabi would do

18+, hard dubcon, gaslighting, manipulation, smoking, forced drinking/taking of drugs, dabi purposely makes you have a bad trip on acid, unprotected sex, anal (referenced plus a thumb in the stink) i’ll add more idfk

kay first off, along the smoke vein, dabi would absolutely threaten to put his cigarettes/blunts out on you if you keep crying (openly, he loves watching you cry all quiet n sniffly)

he’s also no doubt changed you around the apartment with bugs/gross shit just to make you squeal and beg him to put it away

“baby it’s jus’lil beetle~” while waving a fucking 4in long roach he found outside in your face, “gimmie a big, sloppy kiss and i might throw Jeffrey away, as much as it pains me to.”

constantly making you exchange physical/sexual acts for practically basic respect

“show me your pretty tits and i’ll let you go hang with those stupid cunts— no i’m not gonna stop callin’em that, they’re dumb cunts.”

loves making you suck him off right after work, still all musky from the day, his cock even more salty from sweating all day (scent/smell kink is my fav im SORRY.) plugging your nose and jutting his hips out harshly to make you gag and cough around his cock, the sinfully wet noise making him groan out a chuckle as he watched you cringe

any and all attempts to change his behavior end with gaslighting and fake hurt plastered on his face as he breaks your fucking back in bed

“ungh- you’re such a fucking good girl f’me.. i love your, pretty, im so sorry you feel the need to accuse me of such things- god squeeze my dick like that again, fuck yeah- i..uh- gonna make you cum so hard, show y’how this noisy cunt ‘sall mine..”

steals your panties and jacks off with them right fucking in front of you, dick swinging and balls out as he strikes himself with your panties pressed against his face. his bright ass blue eyes piercing into you while he noisily huffs in the smell of your pussy and licks up the crotch of them like the perverted degenerate he is

oh and when you try to break it off, setting him down to explain that he is just..too much.. for you, he goes ballistic.

grabbing you by the hair and dragging you to the bedroom, placing you down still surprisingly softly as he ferociously tears off your clothes and starts eating you out like his life depend on it (idk to him it might, he’s a loser)

once he’s got you all whiny and soft after a few mind-shattering orgasms, he’ll start coping and trying to slip you back into the haze of his glaringly obvious manipulative love

“don’t say stupid fucking shit, pretty, jus’cuz y’on your period or what-the-fuck-ever is going on in that lil head don’t mean you can treat me like this.”

hell chastise you while he fingers you, fingers blurred as he finger-fucks you dizzy, fishing his cock outta his dirty jeans and scoffing as you whine and cry again, shuffling up the bed

he pulls you in again by your ankles, a scarred hand quickly silencing you as it softly pressed against your throat, a silent threat, as he spoke patronizing words to your sex and lust filled mind,

“just be my good angel one more time, pretty,” he forces a crack in his voice, flexing his throat so he sounds tearful and sad, “i just..i love you s’much, wanna show my pretty girl, my everything, how much she means t’me,”

the second you nod he’s grinning manically and flipping you over, forcing his cock into your wet cunt and rabidly humping against your ass, dick barely leaving and inch before pumping right back in as deep as it’d fit.

he’d spit on your other puckered lil hole, making your cry and squirm yet again as he pushes his thumb against it, gut burning with lust and a perverted sense of affection

“no- nononono angel- calm it down, i jus’wanna feel your cute ass ‘round me, promise it’ll just be my thumb— yes pretty i pinky promise

(he ends up cumming in your ass i don’t make the rules mb)

other than failed breakups and gaslighting, dabi also likes getting his pretty wasted

like… really wasted.

dabi’ll give you shit after shot, even making you sit pretty for him while he spits Jack Daniels into your awaiting mouth

he spikes literally all drinks he makes you and it’s so obvious but he just tells you it’s to ‘loosen your bitchy ass up,’ but in his own special, joking tone.

cut to you blowing cum bubbles while you suck him off, completely drunk, head dizzy and body fuzzy as he records you almost mindlessly salivating over him.

“say hi to Shigaraki f’me, pretty, little bastard is gonna love seeing you all horned up and slutty~”

he also shotguns his blunt/pipe/bong hits to you—never lets you hit in your own

dabi loves it if you sit on his lap during this too, a rare domestic scene of you both just vibing and grinding, soft praises and touches that feel unreal coming from him

the he ruins it by slapping your ass and making you cook him dinner

wait i had a funny idea hold on

“babe can we please go see my momma today— it’s just that it’s m’birthday and you made me skip it last year..”

“pretty, that bitch hates my ass, why would we go see someone who hates us?” (notice he says ‘us’ anyways)

[cut to momma glaring at dabi the entire time they’re over and throwing shoes at him once he opens his fucking mouth]

kay that’s all for now ig

wait

sometimes when you’re falling asleep you can hear him obsessively rambling and mumbling abt how much he loves you, how disgusting everyone else alive is, how he’d kill anyone who dared talk to-LOOK at you, how he thinks you’re such a soft, beautiful little thing that he just wants to protect but oh how he fucking loves ruining your angel wings.

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glixchbunny · 6 months

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dabi absolutely loves high sex. but what really gets him off is shotgunning you while you’re getting fucked. you thinking he’s just going to kiss you, but instead he blows the smoke into your mouth before pulling back and thrusting into you harder.

#bnha #mha #my hero academia #anime smut #mha smut #bnha smut #dabi smut #dabi #dabi x reader #dabi x reader smut #mha x reader smut #mha dabi #bnha dabi #mha dabi smut #bnha dabi smut

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bbyseok · 1 year

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like a moth to a flame

pairing: dabi x reader

cw: villain dabi, pro hero reader, gender neutral reader but dabi calls reader “doll” because i’m obsessed, mentions of passing out, blood, and violence, dabi kinda uses his quirk on reader/slight burning, extremely suggestive/borderline smut, slight dubcon, mild humiliation/degradation, marking/biting, mild choking, kissing n groping, i think that’s all

analysis: when an attack on the league goes wrong, you suddenly find yourself like moth to a flame.

a/n: this is entirely horikoshi’s fault blame him and his latest sketch of dabi for this bc i seriously wasn’t able to function after seeing it ANDDD bc dabi’s dance was so good animated like ugh

———

it’s too dark to see anything. it’s so, so dark, engulfing you and whatever’s around. now, normally, the darkness doesn’t deter you. you can see through it sometimes, but your vision spins and blurs.

you can feel coarse dirt underneath your arms as you crawl forward to nothingness. “fuck.” the simple curse escapes you gruffly and you can somewhat open your eyes a bit more.

the voices of the other heroes reign somewhere in the distance and you can faintly hear the creaking and splintering of branches. the roar of flames is overwhelming.

“fuck,” you hiss once more, pushing yourself to at least stumble up somehow, and the night sky’s faint luminance is now streaming in.

you must’ve passed out or something—the fresh smell of fire reaches your nostrils and you burst into dry coughs. you can literally taste the smoke in your throat and it’s awful.

it had been a carefully articulated and planned attack on the league of villains. after going through some suspicious reports and sightings, based on some other inside information, the commission decided it was time to snuff them out.

at least three organized patrols had been assigned—with some of the top heroes accompanying and a good majority of the police force on standby.

it seemed like everything was going to go well. the heroes supposedly had all the cards in their hands. until something with the main patrol came up—there were more targets not on the capture list, the police were no longer on standby and your radios were going crazy with static and voices.

and your patrol had been split up when things had went wrong.

once you’re finally standing, you register the bright blueness of the flames that surround you—it drowns out the shadows of the night and it has you wincing from the heat. thankfully, you’re not in the frenzy of the fire.. but the scorch is nearly blistering.

it’s clear that one of the league members had the woods to his advantage—the commission had planned around it by sending heroes with water-based quirks to deflect such attacks and yet.. it seems like something had backfired. the blaze is unyielding as ever.

you wince once more and analyze yourself for any severe injuries. definitely some scratches and bruises, probably some sore (or even broken) ribs but it’s nothing you can’t manage. you need to get back to the others.

smoke curls through the towering trees that aren’t burning down. despite the ache in the back of your head and everything else in your body screaming at you, you make your way through the greenery that isn’t alight, trying to listen to the sounds of the nearby battle.

“well, well, well.. aren’t you a bit far off from your friends, little hero?” there’s a voice that calls out to you, low and snickering. it stands out amongst the chaos. “are you lost?”

fuck.

the last thing you wanted was to run into the criminal behind all this fire—and just your luck. you’ve never met the infamous arsonist before despite your line of work, but you’ve read the files, seen the videos, took in the very little information of him. dabi. and you freeze in place, wary as you glance around.

you can’t pinpoint where his voice came from, and then he’s speaking again. “scared?” it’s paired with that mocking laugh. he sounds like a predator that’s caught his prey.

and dammit, right now, you are his prey.

you know he’s taunting you, trying to provoke you—and it’s working, alright. “the only one scared right now is you-!” you reply defiantly, still scanning your surroundings, “you’re the one hiding, you damn coward!”

there’s the noise of a fresh searing wave of heat behind you and you hiss in alarm, twisting on your heel to see if he’s there—only to be met with no one still. fuck, he’s toying with you.

“why are you even here?” you protest, hands balled up into fists as you continue to slowly turn around. “shouldn’t you be helping out your fellow league members?”

for a while, he doesn’t answer over the crackles and pops of the fire. and then he laughs again. “ah, they’ll be just fine without me for a while!” he declares, “and i just couldn’t help myself when i saw a little lost mouse like you wandering about.”

something sends tingles down your back but you have no time to decide what it is when you hear him behind you again. but you’re too late to react, and you’re shoved face first back into the ground.

dabi laughs again; it’s a sickening sound and you can hear the tainted delight in it. and to your horror, you realize that—his stupid fucking laugh—is what sends shivers down your spine.

there’s weight being pressured on your lower back and a surge of humiliation washes over you when you realize he’s stepping on you. you squirm in resistance.

“can’t say that i’ve seen your face before, doll,” he coos as he leans forward. you yelp in pain as the heel of his boot digs sharply into your back. “won’t you tell me your name?”

with a scowl and a shout of frustration, you manage to push him off and scramble back onto your feet. “fuck you! like i’d ever tell you!”

when you’re facing him again, your stomach twists. there’s a predatory smirk on his lips and the heat from the flames tousles his hair. “ah, don’t worry! ‘m sure i’ll get you to tell me one way or another.”

you lunge for him, aiming to attack and catch him off guard but he maneuvers to the side. his arm raises up in the corner of your peripheral and you narrowly dodge a blast of his flames.

your feet nearly slip when you face him again but he’s rushing forward on the offensive—you scream in terror once you see his hand aimed right for your head but then-

his hand wraps around your throat, and there’s that menacing grin on his face again—like he wants to eat you alive and leave nothing left.

“oh, doll.” his laugh is still taunting and raspy. the sound curls and tickles your abdomen and you shiver just hearing it—oh god, it shouldn’t be affecting you like this, he shouldn’t be affecting you like this. “shouldn’t you be fighting me?”

his movements are too fucking quick—his legs move forward and yours backward and you fucking whimper once your back slams against a tree that’s somehow still standing.

the noise has a flicker of surprise and thrill flitting over dabi’s face. and then his wicked smirk grows as he leans in. “you like this, don’t you, doll?”

you want to say that you don’t—you had whimpered because of the pain and that you’d rather throw yourself in the fire around you before admitting that. but you’re hyper aware of the hand around your throat and the knee between your thighs and you can’t fucking think.

it must be written all over your face because he tightens his grip ever so slightly and drawls, “oh, you do.”

your blood is rushing because fuck, he’s right.

“f-fuck off,” you wheeze out, your hands braced against his chest in a half-assed attempt to keep him at bay—but his unspoken threat of burning right through your throat hangs in the air. “let me.. go.”

“but you like this,” he insists menacingly. his shifts his knee even higher and you can’t help but gasp. “the little hero caught by me. look at you, doll, squirming on my thigh so helpless.”

his words have your cheeks heating up. mortified by your body’s responsiveness, you struggle again.

“don’t do that, doll,” he growls in warning, “or else.”

there’s heat emitting from his palm and you can feel your skin burning slightly—it fucking hurts but he’s controlling the heat with precision and the realization of you being completely at his mercy makes you melt.

when he retracts his hand back, the singe on your skin makes you feel lightheaded. “there,” dabi clicks his tongue in satisfaction, “your pretty neck is all marked up.”

and then he’s tangling his fingers into your hair, yanking it roughly so that your lips meet his. his other hand tugs at the remains of your hero costume to feel your body underneath his rough fingertips.

instinctively, you try to resist but once his hand tugs your hair again, you can’t help but reciprocate his forced kiss. in some sort of way of retaliation, you bite at his lip as hard as you can, tasting blood.

he pulls back with a hiss. and yet, his tongue swipes at the scarlet dotting his lower lip, and you try to squeeze your legs together at the sight. he doesn’t miss the action—and his leg presses even more. his bright blue eyes gleam and he snarls. “why don’t i make you bleed instead, doll?”

you open your mouth to snap back but he ducks his head down and you feel his teeth against the tender skin of your neck. a cry rips from you as he continues on to mark up your collarbone with bites.

“what would your allies think?” he mocks you, his nose skimming up along your throat. he sneers against your jawline, “your friends? your family? a hero like you abandoning those who need your help right now to have some fun with a villain like me?”

his words are making your head throb.. you should be fighting back, should be throwing him off and subduing him. you should be putting him behind bars and locking him up where he belongs. but all the sensations on your body say otherwise.

“just- just shut up and kiss me,” you gasp, half demanding, half pleading. one of your hands grab the back of his neck to pull him to you but he leans back, sneering once again.

“no, no, doll- you’re not gonna have your way just like that.” dabi grips your thigh and suddenly hoists it up—painfully without warning so you can feel him. “answer my question.”

a soft moan leaves your lips. the shame burns much hotter than his flames and it’s taking everything in you to look at him in the eye.

“i- i-” you stammer, unable to find the words to answer him. they’d be ashamed of you, of course. helplessly falling into this trap and savoring this villain’s touch.

“they’d be so proud of you, wouldn’t they?” dabi supplies, grinning at the mess he’s made you. “you just melt when i get my hands on you, doll. so pathetic.”

another moan resonates from your throat and he chuckles in devilish delight. “c’mon, hero,” he purrs and his hips suddenly roll forward once. “i wanna hear you say it.”

“i’m-” his movement is all you can focus and fuck, everything feels so hot. the flames, your body, him. you feel like you’re drowning in heat and the shame makes your heart lurch. “i’m pathetic-”

“that’s right,” he hisses, and you whimper in pain again when his calloused fingers yank down on your hair. his teeth clash against yours and you can feel the staples along his tongue—the kiss is all messy and you think you’re going to pass out again.

when he finally relents and pulls back, his dark gaze is captivating, promising. “won’t you tell me your name now, doll?”

oh, he’s going to burn you. your name, your reputation, your body, your heart, your everything.

and like a moth to a flame, you let him.

you tell him your name.

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mackenziebrooks · 6 months

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Dabi who wipes his mouth after he’s done eating you out, and says “You taste so delicious little mouse”.

#bnha #my hero academia #boku no hero academia #mha #dabi #dabi x reader #bnha smut #mha dabi smut #bnha dabi smut #dabi smut #bnha dabi #mha dabi #dabi my hero academia #dabi x you #dabi x y/n #dabi x

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xfgpng · 1 year

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𝐝𝐫𝐮𝐧𝐤 𝐞𝐧𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐚𝐲 𝐢 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 —

— : [nsfw ] toxic, unprotected sex, light angst, pregnancy kink, + possessive behaviour

— : wc : 1.3k

your relationship or lack thereof, with dabi has always been non-conventional. you don’t go on dates like a normal couple would and you only ever see him at night, when he’s done with whatever shady shit he does during the day.

you’ve blocked him 6 times in 2 days and there have been worse days. you’re not even sure why you keep going back to him but you do and your friends are tired of the way you complain about him.

you glare at your phone when you see his name flashing. your phone has been on silent all day and you’re too scared to check his texts because you’d give in and you wanted to be done with him.

he wasn’t good for you but every time you’d try to move on, you’d find yourself back in his bed or him in yours and the cycle never ended.

you’re not even surprised when you near the sound is car outside your house. he’s always loud when he enters your neighbourhood and you know it’s because your neighbours don’t approve of him.

you roll your eyes and walk into your kitchen to get a drink, ignoring the butterflies in your stomach as you hear the sound of your spare keys. you want to be mad at giving him the keys but you can’t be.

no matter how much you tried to deny it, you were already deep in love with him and even if you did move far away, he’d find you.

he shrugs out his heavy leather jacket and takes his shoes off, his eyes trained on you as you walk through your kitchen and into the living room. he can tell you’re angry and he’s trying not to raise his voice. he’s been working on his inside voice, some shit his therapist suggested.

“hi baby” he says, lifting your legs up to sit next to you.

“why are you here?” you sigh, scrolling through your phone. it was easier than looking at him.

“i called and texted you but you weren’t answering me” he narrows his eyes, “your phone seems to be working just fine”

“yes touya, i didn’t want to see you” you say, “i just needed space”

“it’s been 3 days” he scoffs, “i tried being patient but i don’t think i can handle you ignoring me like this”

he takes your phone out your hand and tosses it onto the couch on the other side, further away from you.

you finally acknowledge him properly, glaring as he smirks at you. he’s so infuriatingly handsome and it pisses you off how easily you give in to him.

“i missed you baby” he takes your hands in his, rubbing his thumb over your knuckles before kissing your hands.

“i didn’t miss you” you lie and he grins, kissing your wrist

“i know” he smiles, seeing right through you, “have you been drinking sweetheart?”

you nod. you were a little tipsy but you weren’t drunk and certainly not drunk enough to use that as an excuse for letting him hold you or be with you.

he chuckles and reaches for your drink, downing the rest of your wine. he never really liked the sweet shit but he knew it was your favourite.

“do you want me to leave?” he asks and you frown, eyes narrowing at him because he knows you won’t kick him out.

“touya, can you just.. make me forget” you say, taking his hand in yours and placing it on your upper thigh, “i just don’t wanna think right now”

you knew you’d have to talk eventually. the arguments and fights needed to come to an end if you two wanted to be together and dabi knew he wouldn’t want to be with anyone that wasn’t you.

“of course baby, whatever you need” he says, leaning in to kiss you.

you could taste wine and the cherry flavoured chapstick he always wore. you closed your eyes, wrapping your arms around his neck and you deepened the kiss.

like this, with his kisses consuming you, it was easy to focus on just that and nothing else. you wanted to forget the reason you had a fight and the reasons you wanted to break up with him.

“you’re mine” he pants, pressing your foreheads together, “i’m not leaving you”

“touya please” you whine, gasping when he slips his hand further up your thigh, underneath the dress you were wearing.

“that desperate huh?” he grins, “that’s okay sweetheart, i need you just as much”

you find yourself looking up at the ceiling as you pushes you onto your back. his kisses have always been soft but aggressive and you could never fully understand the way he was able to make you feel just from this.

“lift your hips” he whispers and you waste no time getting rid of your panties.

he removes his own sweatpants and boxers, leaving him in his black vest and chains. he didn’t bother removing your skirt, flipping it up and slipping his middle finger into your pussy.

you gasp softly, legs spreading as wide as it can go on your couch, silently begging him for more.

“just.. put it in” you frown, grabbing his shoulders as he curls his finger

“you’ll bitch about me hurting you” he grins but he’s already rubbing his dick through your wet folds. he groans at the feeling.

he thinks about how beautiful you’d look, full of his cum. what you’d look like pregnant so everyone would know were his. your friends would have to accept that he was never going to leave no matter what they said.

he bites back a moan of his own just to hear you cry out for him as he pushes into you. you’re so warm inside and your walls hug him tightly, welcoming him home like he’s always belonged inside you.

“hurts” you whine, wrapping your leg around his waist. despite the pain from the stretch, it feels so good that you don’t want him to stop. you drag him closer, causing his cock to press against your cervix.

“fuck” he grunts, gripping your waist hard. he loves being inside you, being this close to you. he could never let you go even if he had to kill just to keep you to himself.

“faster” you moan, pushing down onto his dick as he picks up his pace. he’s so deep inside you and you can barely focus on anything besides how full you are but you need it. you need him.

he pushes your thighs further towards your chest and leans in to kiss you. somehow, the kisses feel more intimate than him being balls deep inside you.

“do you love me baby?” he asks, lightly kissing your cheek and your lips, “hm?”

“touya stop” you whine, squeezing your eyes shut at the feeling of him being so deep and so close to you. you don’t want to push him away, you actually want him closer but you can’t admit it. you don’t want him to know.

it seems like he does when he chuckles, eyes never leaving yours even when yours aren’t able to stay open the whole time.

“tell me” he urges, slowing his pace down a lot. you feel the drag of his cock and the way your pussy clenches around him.

“yes!” you cry out, tears of frustration well up in your pretty eyes and he coos, reaching up to wipe your eyes

“aw don’t cry baby” he grins, “you know i love you more than anything, don’t you?”

you nod and he smiles, picking up his pace and reaching between your bodies to press against your clit. he’s so good with his fingers and the way he knows your body almost better than you do.

“that’s it pretty girl, cum all over me” he whispers, “let me feel how good i make you feel”

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mossy-arts · 6 months

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Oh, and this.

Warning, VERY SEXUAL~

Yet another gift for a very dear friend of mine~

@dabislittlemouse I wish you well with this new, wonderful year the world is blessed with your presence. Happy birthday~

#my art #my stuff #whispers from the forest #original art #dabi art #mha dabi #mha dabi fanart #dabi smut #mha dabi smut #touya todoroki #touya x reader #idk how to tag bro #shits tiring #yet again #collar and leash #tw collar #tw leash

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dabisqueen · 11 months

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I had the most vivid Dabi/Touya dream last night. It was so... real!

I was laying on a table while he ate me out like a starving man and then I came around his cock so many times I was a babbling mess in the end, only for him to lift my hips and pound into me, into that sweet spot that had me shatter into a million pieces below him while he filled me up with his creamy seed until it dripped down onto the table and floor. I woke up all hot and bothered and pussy still throbbing.

I need a real man to do that to me pls.

(@blankexpressions-and-falsefires told me to share this with you. Blame them.)

#dabi smut #touya smut #bnha dabi smut #mha dabi smut #dabi x you #dabi x me #dabi x y/n #dabi x female reader #mha smut #bnha smut #queen personal #dabi x reader #mha touya #todoroki touya x reader #touya todoroki smut

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tired-teacher-blog · 1 year

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Random headcanons

It is what the title suggests, random headcanons about different characters, I will be adding more along the way. This is mostly NSFW, so as always:

Please do not read if you're a minor

Trigger Warning for this chapter: Implied use of Dabi's quirk on you

Check out also : Deku • Shouto • Aizawa • Bakugo • Hawks

Masterlist|Second Masterlist

Todoroki Touya, aka Dabi possesses a natural talent for overwhelming you at any given opportunity.

In case it wasn't already clear, he owns you, body and soul..

He will kiss you until you're gasping for air, will bite you until you're squealing in both pain and pleasure, will rail you until your eyes roll back, will spank you until your flesh turns red.. and when everything is said and done, he will squeeze you between his arms and sing your praises until you melt in his embrace.

You belong to him, as evidenced by the hand shaped burn marks you begged to have printed on the delicate skin of your belly and thighs, where he loves gripping tightly everytime he's ramming you into oblivion.

He's deranged but so are you, willing to set the world ablaze for one another without a second thought.

A perfect match indeed, forged in the depths of hell.

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spltbtch · 4 months

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Guysssss… I’m still on the hunt for that Dabi x reader x shoto fic. The post I made here references what I’m talking about. I’m on my KNEES, begging n’ pleading.

😚

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bleubrri · 2 years

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hi I don’t know if you are taking requests an if you are able to do so but can I request a threesome between toji x afab reader x touya you can choose whatever you would like if you would like?

⟡ ゚ ៹ ᴀʟʟ ʙᴇᴛᴛᴇʀ ɴᴏᴡ? — ᴛᴏᴊɪ x ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ x ᴛᴏᴜʏᴀ

༄ؘ ˑ contains: fingering , vaginal sex , m!receiving + f!receiving oral , edging , overstim , touya being a lil mean, cum eating , some ass eating , creampie , mention of anal , swearing , spit play , petnames ( doll, angel, baby, kid )

you weren’t sure about your new neighbours.

they hadn’t done anything wrong per say, but as you walked down the hallway to your apartment on the day they’d moved in and saw them both hauling boxes inside, alarm bells rung out in your head.

and sure, you can admit that you were judging books by their covers and whatnot, but the scars that littered the larger ones arms and the sleeves of tattoos that adorned the other weren’t exactly the monikers of good neighbours.

but, as time went on you berated yourself for being so shallow. they had come by about a week after moving in, introducing themselves and apologising, “sorry it’s taken us a while to say hi,” said toji with the scars. he had one right on the side of his lip that pulled upwards when he smiled. “just been getting settled, yknow?” touya added. and of course his sharp features were decorated with silver piercings–– along his eyebrow, a nose stud here, a lip ring there.

they’d both smiled so innocently that your brain glitched and heart stuttered, and you’d invited them in for some tea. the three of you had laughed and talked for hours and when they’d returned to their own apartment later that night you’d decided that you’d misjudged them.

maybe that’s why you allowed toji to embrace you as you were crying in the hallway. he’d caught you sniffling and fumbling to open your door, placing his large palm on your shoulder.

you’d burst into tears as he turned you to face him, not hesitating to pull you into his broad chest. choked apologies bubbled past your lips, but he shushed you and ran a hand down your spine in soothing lines.

“you wanna come in for a bit angel? we can keep you company.”

with a simple nod of your head you were being walked back down the hall and gently ushered into their apartment.

touya sat with his arms splayed across the back of the couch, fixated on some action movie and leaning his head back at the sound of the door opening.

in a flash he’s up from the couch and his long legs close the distance between you in a few strides.

“are you hurt?” he questions, cupping your face and using his thumbs to wipe at your tears.

the question surprises you as much as their shared looks of concern. you shake your head and offer a weak laugh.

“jus’ had a really shitty day yknow? i’m being stupid.” you sniff.

touya leads you to the couch as toji places a glass of water into your hand.

“none of that, doll.” touya says, “you’ll be fine, we’ve got you.” he laces his fingers with your free hand and you almost choke on the water.

“we can help you take your mind off of it if you’d like?” toji asks, his warm hand coming to rest on your thigh.

you don’t feel the need to ask him to clarify exactly what he means as he rubs soothing circles into your skin, inching his way towards the hem of your skirt.

“I––“ your breath hitches as toji slips his hand under your skirt and traces the hem of your panties.

“hm baby?” toji prompts.

“I’d like that.” you say and you gulp at the way they both smile.

toji’s calloused fingertips begin exploring your folds over the fabric of your panties, right over the growing wet spot.

touya’s hand is still in yours, his other one coming up to turn your face towards him.

“don’t you worry doll,” he leans in and ghosts his plush lips over yours, “we’ll take good care of ya.” he whispers as the cool metal of his piercing digs into your lips. he runs his hot tongue over your bottom lip, silently asking for permission that you’re quick to accept, parting your mouth for his wet muscle to slide in.

you don’t even realise toji is sliding your panties down as you subconsciously raise your hips to help him lower them past your ankles. touya’s fevered tongue dances with yours, the ball of metal in the centre of it making you moan into his mouth.

his sharp canines nip at the flesh of your lip as you feel his mouth curve into a smile. you gasp as a particularly hard bite is accompanied by toji slipping his middle finger past the first ring of your entrance.

he glides the pad of his finger against your sopping walls and swears you feel like fucking silk.

“shit–– you always this wet kid?” he says in awe, adding his ring finger and thrusting in and out of your sex. you feel the familiar coil in your lower abdomen forming as touya breathes,

“go on doll, he asked you a question.”

“I–– no it’s just––“ your voice raises an octave as toji curls his fingers, perfectly grazing that spongy spot deep inside you. his thick digits already make you feel so full. he presses the heel of his palm onto your throbbing clit and you actually shudder from the waves of pleasure washing over you.

“just you! it’s just you two…” you manage.

“well ain’t that sweet.” you can hear the amused lilt in toji’s voice.

“you gonna cum for us doll?” touya asks, moving his lips over your jugular and sinking his teeth into your neck. you hiss at the pain quickly followed by the soothing heat from his tongue and nod hastily.

the coil in your belly is getting tighter and your head falls back, giving touya more access to your neck. he slips his hands under your top and snaps the clasp of your bra in his haste. you cant bring yourself to care though, as his lithe fingers circle your nipples, gently pinching at them as they perk under his touch.

just as you feel yourself about to crash over the edge, your breathing increasing and your thighs beginning to shake, toji’s movements stop and he retracts his hand. he licks the gossamer strands of your slick from his fingers, humming at the taste of you with his pupils blown in lust.

you blink up at him, brows furrowed and chest heaving as your orgasm escapes you.

touya’s breath fans over your skin as he snickers, peppering kisses along your jaw between his words. “only place you’re cumming is on our cocks, baby.” he says, undoing his belt buckle.

saliva pools in your mouth as you watch his cock spring free and slap against his abdomen. it’s pretty–– so pretty that you can’t help but run your fingers over his curved shaft, admiring the veins that run along the sides and the tuffs of hair that lead to his happy trail.

“enjoying yourself doll?” he laughs.

before you can respond toji is grabbing your ankles and pulling you towards the edge of the couch. your legs are thrown over the end so that your ass is up in the air and your back curved. touya is standing above you, his eyes dark as he licks his lips.

“tongue out for me baby..” he mutters, hand coming to cup your jaw and tilt your head towards him. pink peeks out from between your teeth and he tugs at your chin to widen your mouth, spitting past your lips and watching it drip in the corner of your mouth. he uses his thumb to smear it along your puffy lips as he slides into the leather seat beneath you.

“you think she’s ready?” touya asks, his eyes lifting to toji who stands behind you, now stripped down to nothing. you turn your head slightly to catch him in your peripherals, watching him chuckle darkly.

“sure.” he smiles, punctuating it with the press of his cockhead to your dripping hole. the thickness of him is what has you clenching your fists in anticipation. the stretch of his fingers is nothing compared to the feeling of his tip sitting hot and heavy inside you as he works himself past each ring of muscle. you clench around him and grit your teeth at the pain that teeters on the cusp of burning pleasure. toji strokes at your hip as he shallowly thrusts into you, the lewd sounds of your cunt squelching with each brush of his length filling the room.

“gotta ease up for me, angel.” he coos.

“jus’ breathe, doll.” touya adds, pumping his cock a few times before bringing it before your lips. your eyes flutter closed as you take him into your mouth, hearing him groan from the heat and softness of your lips. you suck on his tip and run your tongue over his slit that weeps with pre, coating your tastebuds with the salty flavour of him. it relaxes you and makes the sting in your pussy dissipate as toji bottoms out, his hips flush against your ass.

you moan around touya’s dick, sending vibrations to the base of his spine and making more precum leak from his tip.

toji sets a steady pace, his thrusts hard as he holds a bruising grip onto your hips. the way his heavy balls slap your clit with each snap forward has you drooling, your saliva making touya slip further down your throat.

you’re breathing hard and trying to relax your oesophagus, but touya pinches your nose and pushes in further, wrapping his free hand around the bulge in your throat. the lack of oxygen is making your brain fuzzy and you gag around him, a low groan rumbling in his chest.

“take it.” touya growls as his thrusts continue, “you can take it, baby.”

now that his hand leaves your nose and grips your hair, you breath in deep and take him as far as you can, your nose brushing his abs that flex and glisten with sweat.

toji grunts behind you, pussydrunk to the point that he doesn’t realise his blunt nails are digging crescents into your ass as he kneads at the fat. he lets a string of saliva drip from his mouth onto your asshole, mesmerised by the way it glistens as he smears it around with the pads of his fingers.

“you gonna let me fuck you here next time?” he asks, rolling his hips to brush against your cervix. his moans laced with desire make your thighs shake and your pussy clench around his length.

“bet you’re just as tight here…” he mutters, lowering his head to slip his tongue into your clenching hole.

a guttural moan escapes you that has touya snaking his hand to the back of your neck to hold you in place.

“shit, shit, shit–– stay right there, doll. right the––” hot ropes of his cum hit the back of your throat and slide down to your stomach. you suction your lips around him, pulling more from his slit and not letting any escape from your mouth.

toji laughs from behind you and presses a kiss to your lower back. “he’s had his fun, it’s our turn now angel.” and somehow his thrusts become deeper, hitting your cervix with every stroke against your slick walls.

you cream around his cock without warning, touya’s dick still sheathed inside your mouth. the sight of the white ring forming at the base of his dick and a few more sharp snaps of his hips is all it takes for toji to come undone, his cum thick as he coats your insides in white.

his chest goes up and down as he pants in post orgasmic bliss, pulling his cock free and seeing his seed trickle down your thighs. he’s quick to flip you around, pulling you off of touya and attacking your mouth with his. toji is softer, more desperate with his kiss, his tongue rolling over yours as he delves into the taste of your sweet mouth and touya’s cum.

you whimper into toji’s mouth as you feel touya shift and lick a long stripe up your inner thighs, catching the drops of toji’s seed. he sucks onto your clit and flicks his tongue against the bundle of nerves, making shivers crash over you in waves of oversensitivity. touya is relentless in his desire to collect every drop of your shared arousal, using his thumbs to part your lips further.

you’re writhing beneath them, toji unlatching himself from you and standing up straight. he shakes his head and chuckles as he watches touya’s eyes light up as he continues to overstimulate you.

“alright, alright that’s enough.” toji nods at him, brushing a hand through his hair to release the dark locks sticking to his forehead.

“you’re no fun.” touya pouts as he rises and wipes the back of his hand over his mouth.

you’ve got a forearm slung over your eyes as you try to slow your breathing.

“you okay there doll?” touya pipes up, his fingers ghosting along your inner thighs.

you shudder and offer a hum in confirmation.

they both laugh and you feel toji pry your arm away from your face.

“cmon baby, you gotta pee and get yourself cleaned up, yeah?” you nod weakly in response and they both offer a hand to pull you up from the couch.

as you stumble towards the bathroom, toji’s large palm makes contact with your ass as he lands a playful slap. you turn and frown at him.

“hey! i’m sore, asshole.” you whine, rubbing the burning spot. “i’m almost glad that’s over.” you joke, your laughter dying in your throat when you see their subtle frowns.

“over?” toji raises a brow.

“oh baby, we’re just getting started.” touya grins, his canines poking into his lower lip. he comes up behind you and you can feel the press of his growing erection against your ass as he sucks onto the junction of your neck and shoulder.

“it’s only fair that we take turns isn’t it?” he whispers, nibbling at your earlobe.

you release a shuddering breath that you didn’t realise you were holding in and find yourself nodding as toji’s eyes bore into yours. his scar stretches as one side of his lips raises in a smirk.

“bathroom.” he gestures towards the hall as touya lets his arms fall from around your hips.

the cold water that you splash over your burning cheeks does little to cool the heat that radiates through your entire body.

and as you stare at your reflection in the bathroom mirror, taking in your disheveled hair and the bruises blossoming along your neck and hips, you decide that maybe your new neighbours aren’t so bad after all.

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