#touya fanfic

[httpdabi]

Desperate

Genre: Smut, Best friends to lovers I guess

Summary: You really wanted to lose your virginity. Why not ask your best friend ?

“I’ll make it fit “

Word count: 4.1K

Warnings: 18+ (minors, i don’t like you, stay away), virgin reader, Dom!Dabi, unprotected, creampie, spitting, praising

,, Girl, just use tinder or something‘‘ Nejire said as she took a sip of her cappuccino, talking so casually about it. ,, These days, everyone is finding someone there‘‘ she added, hoping that will help.

,, I don‘t know, that‘s really not my style‘‘ you answered, playing with the straw in your drink. It‘s not like you have something against all those dating apps, but you really don’t believe that you’ll be able to find anyone appropriate there.

Well, it‘s not like you needed someone appropriate in the first place. You didn’t look for a relationship after all, you were looking for someone to snatch your v-card. That damn card that was giving you a feeling like it‘s keeping you in one spot forever.

Every time you would find someone you like, you end up waiting for too long, trying to see it they are the good one and if they are worth of losing your virginity with them. Sure, the times are different as they were before, and sure, losing your virginity isn‘t something special anymore, but you still didn’t want to lose it with someone you don‘t know at all.

Knowing Nejire, if you told her what your real intention was, she would push you into installing Tinder even more, and you really didn‘t want that at all.

Going home, you found yourself thinking about all the possibilities you have and once you were home, you took a pen and paper, scripting down the names of the possible candidates that might take your virginity if you blink few times and bite your lip maybe twice.

,, Fucking shit‘‘ you cursed, ripping the paper aggressively as you took your phone, searching for the familiar contact, ready to cry out and scream about your frustrations to him. Maybe if you tell your best friend about the problem that‘s bothering you for god knows how long, MAYBE he’ll be able to help? Find someone good and kind ???

Maybe he‘ll have some advice for you, after all, Touya never had the same problem like you do.

,, Hey doll‘‘ he greeted you on the other line with his husky voice you alway found so attractive.. and in that moment, something crazy got on your mind. Something, you never thought about before.

,, I have to ask you something‘‘ you spat out, walking around your room nervously.

,, Sure, what‘s up ?‘‘ Your best friend asked, sensing that something‘s weird with your behaviour. Not sure what to do anymore, you took one good minute, forming your words and thinking if you should keep them in your head or really bother Touya with it.

,, Will you take my v card ?‘‘ You breathed out, squeezing your eyes in embarrassment.

,, Excuse me ? ‘‘ Touya choked out, shocked with your sudden question. ,, You‘re crazy‘‘ he added, laughing loudly, thinking how you‘re probably pulling up some prank on him.

,, Come on Touya, please‘‘ you begged, throwing yourself on the bed, ready to scream into the pillow.

,, Fuck no, go take a cold shower to calm your tits down‘‘ He laughed, knowing very well that what he said isn‘t funny at all, but he still hoped it‘ll help with the weird situation.

,, Toyuaaa please, I swear nothing will change between us, I just don‘t want to stay virgin forever, it‘s fucking depressing‘‘ you whined, rolling around in your bed.

,, I‘m not sure if you‘re serious, or just fucking around doll‘‘ Touya said on the other line.

,, I‘m serious.. so we gonna do it ?‘‘ you asked, and with that question you noticed how desperate you sound. What the fuck would even Touya think about you after all of it ?

,, Forget it, I‘m sorry.. I‘m gonna find someone else to do it I guess.. I didn‘t want to force you into this‘‘ You apologised to your best friend, understanding how forcing him into it won‘t bring anything good. After all, he‘s your best friend, is it really a good idea to fuck him and with that maybe ruin your friendship?

,, Jesus fuck‘‘ Touya breathed out, thinking about the right time to tell you how he always wanted to fuck you. Every time you would show up in that fucking plaid skirt that was showing way too much of your skin, he wanted to bend you over and spank the shit out of you. He wanted to bend you over and fuck you hard and fast. But he never had a chance to do it, knowing very well that you are a virgin and that he would probably destroy your insides.

he wasn‘t really sure if you are joking or not once you called him, and if he knew that you are totally serious from the very beginning, he would probably say yes immediately and just try to control himself, try not to ruin your guts, but there he was, listening to your apologies and how you‘ll find someone else.

,, Come over then‘‘ Toyua added, hanging up immediately after he spoke those three words.

Not sure what is going on, you spend a short amount of time just on your bed, trying to understand everything clearly. In that time you had few things going on inside of your head. Should you go or should you call him and tell him how you don‘t want to put your friendship under a risk. Even telling him how it was a silly prank was a great idea in that moment.

But fuck it.

Fuck it.

You asked him and he agreed at the end.

That‘s what you wanted after all.

Once you got ready, and once you were in front of his apartment, it was hard for you to knock on his door. Somehow, your hand felt heavy and you almost thought how it‘s a sign from God. Was he giving you a second chance to think about your decision ? Was that a chance to turn around and leave ?

All those thoughts filed away, when Touya opened the door, asking you if you are planning to get inside, throwing few jokes at you, as he could see thru you and sense how tensed you are.

,, Tee or coffee ?‘‘ Touya asked as you made yourself comfortable on his couch, covering yourself with his favourite blanket. Somehow, you always found more comfort in his apartment than in your own. Maybe because of the nice scent it has, or because you made so much memories with him in that apartment. Well, it‘s probably just him. He was your comfort all the time after all.

,, Cappuccino‘‘ you answered as you cuddled yourself into his blanket.

,, Bitch, I asked you if you want tee or coffee, I don‘t have cappuccino‘‘ He snapped, glaring at you. Rolling your eyes playfully, you just ignored him as you waited for him to bring you your drink.

,, So how is it ?‘‘ He asked, once you tried the coffee he just gave you. Furrowing your brows, you took another sip, acting as you were deciding if the coffee is good or not.

,,So ?‘‘ He asked impatiently, giving you few small pushes with his elbow.

,,Wait, I‘m trying to taste the flavour‘‘ You pointed, pushing his elbow to the side. ,, cause there’s none.‘‘ you added, joking around.

At your surprise Touya didn‘t mention the phone call at all, or joke about it. Instead he prepared your favourite snacks before he found some nice movie on Netflix. Telling you to move your ass to the side, he hopped beside you on his couch, placing one arm around you as he got under the blanket. You weren‘t really surprised, it was something the two of you always did, but it really made you feel more comfortable after your request and it didn‘t make things awkward as you expected them to be.

Thanks to him, you almost forgot why you were even there. The two of you were simply enjoying the movie and the company of each other.

,, Doll, you sure you wanna do it ?‘‘ Touya asked once the movie was done. Turning the television off, he faced you, his arms still wrapped around you. You were grateful that there was no light in the room, since he would see the blush that was spreading across your face.

,, Are you sure you want it ?‘‘ You asked him back, as you played with your fingers nervously.

,, It‘s your virginity we‘re talking about, not mine‘‘ Touya joked, pulling you more into his embrace. ,, but if I‘m being honest, when you said how you‘ll find someone else, it did upset me a bit‘‘ he added, as he slowly started to caress your back.

,, Well, I‘m sure it would be more comfortable to do it with you than with someone else‘‘ you mumbled under your breath. Every word felt heavy, since all you could focus was his fingers that were moving slowly against your skin.

You didn‘t feel nervous as you felt before and it was all thanks to all the comfort your best friend always gave you. Just thinking about all the times he was there for you, how many times he held you after your break up, how many times he would ditch everyone and everything to buy you snacks and painkillers when your period got you. What did he not do for you after all?

,, Why did you get upset tho ?‘‘ you asked him, your breaths getting deeper as you felt his fingers tracing your lower back. It wasn‘t the first time that Touya was caressing your skin, in fact, he did it billion little times, yet now that the topic was so intimate, it felt different. It felt like his touch was burning your skin.

,, Because you’re my girl‘‘ Touya breathed out. You could feel his nose brushing your own and his soft and minty breath, slightly mixed with a taste of cigarettes, on your face. He was never so close.

,, I am ?‘‘ you whispered the question as quiet as possible, like you just shared a secret with him that was only for his ears.

,, You’ve always been baby‘‘ he whispered back, rubbing your waist with his left hand.

Last thing he wanted to do was to rush you, but he knew very well that you won‘t be the one to do the first move. But he did encourage you, as he slowly started placing soft kisses across your face. Closing your eyes, you enjoyed the feeling of his soft lips, you wanted to absorb every second of it, the more the better.

Placing your hand on his cheek, you stopped him for a second, only to connect your lips with his own. You knew how Touya was, you knew very well that it would take him forever to move foreword as he was too gentle, too patient with you. And that was just enough for him. Touya hovered on top of you, kissing you back passionately.

Your hands found their way under his shirt naturally, placing them on his waist and his back as he rolled his hips against yours. The way he was smiling while kissing you, was showing him away a little bit, it was showing exactly how he felt in that moment.

Touya started playing with the edges of your shorts. Not sure if that was some kind of sign, you moved your hips up. That was no sign, but since you moved them up, Touya pulled your shorts and panties down, throwing them somewhere over the room.

You were pretty sure that you would feel more than uncomfortable once you end up naked under someone, but to be true, you didn‘t feel any of it. Maybe because you were in the dark and you couldn‘t see his face clearly? Or was it because you were doing it with Touya ?

Instead of thinking about what’s going on and being embarrassed about it, like you expected, you took your shirt off instead, placing it on his couch.

,, Fuck‘‘ Touya muttered under his breath, before he positioned himself between your legs. You weren‘t sure what was he doing, until you felt his lips on your left nipple, sucking on it softly. Touya‘s lips were everywhere. Your neck, your boobs, your shoulders. He had to claim every spot on you.

Stopping for a second, he took his shirt off, before he started placing soft kisses around your tights. For the first time that night, you wished the lights were on, even just for a second, so you could admire the way he looked between your legs.

You froze once you felt him placing soft kisses around your pussy, tracing his finger slowly over your clit. It was the first time someone has touched you down there, and damn, you really wanted more.

From your heavy breathing, Touya knew that he could go on. Your eyes flew open when you unexpectedly felt his tongue against your clit. Somehow, he was going all the time around, you simply didn‘t think he would do it so soon. A moan escaped your lips, as he started sucking onto your clit, giving you a gentle bite, satisfied with your reaction.

,, Touya‘‘ you mumbled his name, trying to catch your breath, as you played with his hair. Oh, if you only knew what you were doing to him. If you knew how hard he tried to keep his shit together.

The fact that you were so wet for him, was sending Touya over the edge. If you just touched him, he would probably cum the same second.

Slowly, Touya slipped a finger inside of you, smiling, when he realised how relaxed you were with him. There was zero tension in your body, and his finger got inside so naturally. You let out a soft moan, as he started moving his finger in and out of you. Toes curled up as he started sucking on your sensitive nub again.

,, Fuck doll, i could eat you out the whole night‘‘ Touya commented, going back to the sucking at the nerves that made your legs shake. You couldn‘t answer, you couldn‘t say anything, way too lost into his touch and his mouth. Bucking your hips, you moaned loudly, as your hole clenched around his finger.

He could feel that, picking up his pace a little bit. It felt like he knew your body perfectly, even tho it was your first time. It didn‘t take you so long, you found yourself grabbing onto his hair, as you came all over his mouth, but he didn‘t move away. Why the fuck would he ? He knew by the way you move, by the way you grabbed his hair, by the way your tight hole was hugging his finger. He knew very well that your orgasm would be there any second. So why would he move ? That’s what he wanted since he met you. You cuming all over his mouth.

And that got him hornier even ten times than he was just minutes before. The taste of you.

Touya had to take a second just to promise to himself to be gentle with you. He had to promise that he will have his ways with you just after he takes your virginity.

Standing up, he took of his sweatpants together with his boxers, not surprised how hard he was, but surprised once he felt your small hand against his cock. You were laying on his couch breathless, but since you couldn’t really see him, you had to touch his dick. You had to feel it. Eyes wide open, once you realised how big it is, surprised that you could feel the veins, and shocked once your felt a small metal ball on the tip of it.

Touya groaned as he felt your touch, your tumb moving over the tip of his dick. If he didn‘t know any better, he would have thought that you were teasing him. Knowing that you were just curious, he let you do it, giving his best not to cum all over your hand.

Once you were done, he positioned himself, slowly rubbing the head of his dick around your hole, asking you if you’re ready before he slowly pushed in. The way you grabbed his shoulders, and the way you twitched under him, he understood that it will be painful, giving you more than enough time to adjust to every inch of him.

Touya closed his eyes, listening to your deep breaths. You were so fucking tight, putting just the tip inside almost made him cum. Once you were good, he moved a little, bringing the first reaction back again. You were thankful that he was so understanding and patient with you, because it felt like he was tearing you apart.

,, It hurts Touya‘‘ you admitted quietly, unknowingly digging your nails in his back.

,,I know baby‘‘ Touya said, placing small kisses over your neck, helping you forget about the pain, as he let you violate his back. ,,It will go away, I promise‘‘ he added, kissing your lips, as he moved a bit deeper. With every inch his dick got inside you, it felt like your insides were burning up in pain.

,, That’s it baby, just like that‘‘ Touya whispered, moving a little. He wanted to burry his dick inside you fully, so you could finally adjust to his full size, understanding how painful it is to adjust to one inch, only to feel the sharp pain with another one. ,, Fuck, you’re so tight.. You feel so good‘‘ he confessed, breathing heavily on your ear. God, how it turned you on. Just hearing him like that, you were ready to suffer ever more pain just to make him satisfied with you.

,,Let me finish, I promise you’ll like it in a bit.‘‘ He mumbled, moving once again, he wasn’t even halfway in, yet it felt like forever to you. ,, Come on, be the good little girl that I know you are‘‘ he added, still moving so slowly, so painfully. Squeezing your eyes, you dig your nails even deeper into his skin.

,, Just relax baby‘‘ he placed a soft kiss all over your face once again.

,, Touya, I don’t think it fits‘‘ You whispered, feeling the sharp pain down there.

,, I‘ll make it fit‘‘ He breathed out, moving slowly. A moan escaped your lips as you heard him say that. Even tho you were in pain, just hearing those words from your best friend, made you even wetter than you already were. He moved his hips a little more than before, pushing fully inside you, to finally get you over the pain. You screamed loudly, one hand grabbing his shoulder as you tried to find some comfort, you tried to catch your breath as the pain took over your body.

,, Shh, shh, it‘s okay baby.. You can take it‘‘ Touya whispered softly, caressing your soft skin, as he let you adjust to his full size finally. His words made you whimper, eyes closing in pain and ecstasy at the same time. You knew that first time would be painful, you heard about it, but you weren’t prepared for that kind of pain at all. You understood that his size played a big role too, but you were still so fucking glad you were doing it with him, than with someone else.

Touya groans as you move your hips against his, his hands are down on your hips, thumbs rubbing soothing circles into your soft plushy skin. When he moves, you realise that he is so deep inside you, it made your mind all hazy, as you felt his length go all the way out, only to move back in.

Once he knows that you’re all good, and that the pain is not there as much as before, he starts rolling his hips against yours slowly, stealing few moans from you that made him go insane. He was right again, when he said that you’ll like it, that the pain will go away. Touya is always right.

,, Oh God, I‘m gonna cum so hard baby.. I‘m already so close‘‘ Touya groaned as he rocked his hips at a steady pace. You felt like heaven for him, just like you were made only for him and no one else.

,, Toyua‘‘ you moaned his name again. You weren’t able to talk, or even think, all that was on your mind was Touya, and nothing else.

,, You’re taking it so well doll..fuck‘‘ He praised you, almost like he knew that his words were doing wonders on you, just like his dick.

Stopping suddenly, buried deep inside you, Touya pressed his palm over your lower belly, smirking widely as he put just a bit pressure into it.

,, Feel me here doll?‘‘ He asked you. Nodding your head, you were fucked dumb, too dumb to answer. ,, Feel how deep I am?‘‘ he added, rocking his hips again.

Once you encourage him that he can go faster, once your moans get louder with every move, he starts pounding into you. Snapping his hips into you, he forced a loud moan out of you, loud enough for his neighbours to hear. Touya retraced his hips slowly, until he is almost completely out of your just to slam back in, the head of his dick hitting against your g-spot, making your moans and whimpers fall from you louder than the second before.

Touya grabs your chin, giving you a sign to open your mouth, as his other hand found its way to your clit, rubbing it fast once he noticed how your insides started pulsing around his dick.

You opened your eyes together with your mouth, unsure why he wanted that. Touya‘s face was inches from yours, giving you a satisfied smirk as he tilted his heads slowly to the side, only to spit inside your mouth.

,, Swallow‘‘ Touya commanded, as he fucked into you, surprised when you did, without any complaints. His dick twitched inside you once you closed your eyes after you swallowed his saliva and opened your mouth again, tongue out waiting for more.

Spitting one more time, he rocked his hips at animalistic pace, hitting your spot all over and over again. Touya felt his own orgasm reaching the peak, as your pussy clenched around his dick, hugging him so tightly as you came all over him again, moaning softly, yet so loudly.

Touya lets out a string of curses as his hips slam into you two more times, thick ropes of cum painting your walls white, as he grinds his hips against yours slowly.

,,Fuck, doll‘‘ He groaned, snapping his hips few more times, as he fucked his cum deeper into you. The pressure of your nails and your hands on his skin was almost lost, as you tried to catch your breath from the orgasm Touya just gave you.

,, You did so well doll‘‘ he said, kissing your neck softly, as he collapsed on top of you, not wanting to pull his dick out, not wanting for the moment to end. ,, so well for me‘‘ He added, smiling into your neck, as you played with his soft hair.

The moment he pulled out of you, and you felt his cum leaking out, you thought you’ll feel some regret, but you really didn‘t, smiling widely as you realised what you just did.

Touya stood up, wearing his underwear and sweatpants,as he told you to wait there and not to move, only to come back with warm towel just a second after. Gently cleaning you up, trying not to get hard again as he saw his cum leaking out of your tiny hole. Once he was done, told you to push your hips up a bit, as he rolled your panties up.

Helping you sit up, he told you to put your arms up a bit, as he helped you wear his shirt, it felt like he was babying you and you liked it so much.

,, You okay?‘‘ he asked, as he hopped onto the couch beside you, wrapping his arms around you, as he caressed your arm softly, chin on your shoulder, not breaking the eye contact even for a second.

,, I‘m good, it hurts a little bit tho‘‘ You said honestly. The pain wasn’t something unbearable, but it was still there. ,, But you were really gentle with me‘‘ you added, as you covered the two of you with his blanket.

,, Doll, next time I‘ll fuck the shit out of you‘‘ he commented, making your eyes widen in shock.

,, There is a next time?‘‘ you teased, as you played with his fingers. He stopped with his caressing and pushed his upper body up, just enough to face you completely.

,, you can’t expect us to stay friends after this?‘‘ He said, shaking his head lightly. ,, I told you, you are mine‘‘ Touya added, wrapping his fingers between your own, as you played with them still.

,, My doll‘‘ He smiled, pulling your hand toward his lips, as he placed kiss on top of it. ,, You’re all mine now” he added, in between the kisses.

That was also right, you were always his. Touya is always right.

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[arvandus]

Broken Dreams and Whispered Things

Dabi x GN!Reader

Warnings: SFW, hurt/comfort, centers around Dabi's birthday

WC: 1228

AUTHOR'S NOTE: WHILE THIS FIC IS SFW, MY BLOG AND OVERALL CONTENT IS NOT. AS SUCH, MINORS AND AGELESS BLOGS DNI AND DO NOT FOLLOW ME OR YOU WILL BE BLOCKED.

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You noticed that Dabi always became withdrawn in January. At first, you assumed it was the residual funk of the holiday season, a time meant for family.  Everyone in the League became rather glum around that time of year, whether they liked to admit it or not.

But for Dabi, it was different. In the beginning, you let it go. Your relationship with him was new, young... if it could even be called a relationship at all.  It was more like a silent agreement between two lonely people where each day was wrought with unpredictability and danger.

But that was before.  Now, time had passed, and you knew him better.  You knew that his dark cloud grew heavier in the middle of the month, and that there was always one day where he would leave the hideout completely, and not return until the next day.  He never said he was leaving, never said where he was going; but you could tell it was a solitude that he demanded, and so you respected it.

That day was today, now.  January 18th.  You weren’t entirely sure of its significance, although you had your suspicions.  Either way, you knew that inquiring about it was entirely off limits.

In the beginning, you had ignored it because it was what he wanted.  After this day passes, you knew his mood would improve, and he’d be back to his usual snarky self.

But now, this time, his self-imposed isolation left a twist in your gut that you couldn’t shake.  It wasn’t that you demanded him to open up to you, or that you felt cut out from his heart.  You were perfectly okay being alone by yourself during this time, and you never questioned whether he’d return to you.

But it was about the obvious pain that followed him like a cloud, haunted by ghosts that he refused to put names to.

He was gone now, and the hours ticked by as the afternoon gave way to twilight.  Twilight gave way to night.  It was a cloudy, dark and bitter cold.  Snow coated the world in silence, as if to keep Dabi’s secrets buried.

You couldn’t sleep. It was more than that, though... you wouldn’t sleep.  This time, no matter how late he returned, you felt the need to be there to greet him. You couldn’t explain why exactly, but you knew, that this time, it was what he would need.

He finally returned in the dark early hours of morning.  Midnight had come and long since gone, and you stayed up, although by this point you were laying in bed, bundled with the covers drawn tight and your arms wrapped around his pillow as you comforted yourself with the scent of him.

He didn’t know you were awake at first... you’d set your phone down, the screen going black as soon as you’d heard the doorknob twist.  Your heart had pounded nervously, unsure if your decision was a right one, and you waited, your mind ruminating.

He came in silently, setting down his belongings on the nightstand carefully as if he didn’t want to disturb.  You felt the mattress dip as he sat on the edge of the bed.

“You’re still awake,” he commented.

You opened your eyes and stared at him in the darkness.  “How did you know?”

“Your breathing is different.”

You sat up, your cover blown.  You positioned yourself behind him and wrapped your arms around his waist, your chin on his shoulder.

“I’m glad your back,” you said.

He smelled smokey, his skin hotter than usual. You knew he’d used his quirk. His hand came up and covered yours, strong fingers with calloused tips wrapped around your soft skin.

Dabi didn’t say anything at first, your words taking time to filter through his defenses.  It was different from how he usually responded... denying your comments of affection, brushing them off with barbed, self-deprecating jokes.  But this time, the sarcasm didn’t come, the fight gone from his tired body.

He didn’t pull away, didn’t speak, and so neither did you. This time, you waited, an open space for him decide his next move.

Time seemed to slow as you hugged him and he let you.

Finally, he spoke, his voice quiet.

“It was my birthday.”

Your arms tightened around him in acknowledgement. You planted a kiss to his broad shoulder. “I had a feeling.  Happy birthday.”

“It’s over now.”

“The sun’s not up yet, so it still counts.”

Dabi gave a dry laugh but didn’t protest.

It took you three heartbeats to ask your question.

“Where do you go?”

“Nowhere.” His response was automatic and you knew he was lying.  You wondered how many times he’d practiced answering that question by himself, waiting for the day you’d ask it.  You fell silent, acknowledging his resistance, allowing it to fill the space until his muscles relaxed again.

When Dabi did speak again, he spoke the truth.

“I went to see my family.”

You inhaled in surprise, and he corrected.

“From a distance.”

You rested your cheek against his shoulder blade; he never did like eye contact when he talked about anything serious, especially about himself.  And this was far more than he’d ever given you before.

“What did you see?” you asked softly.

“They visited my grave; lit the incense at my alter at the house.”

He swallowed, and you knew that was the most you would get.  The details of what he saw, of how his family mourned him, would be locked away, kept private only for himself.

Silence fell again, minutes passing.

Finally, Dabi took a deep breath and let it out on shaky lungs.  “It’s ironic, ain’t it?”

“What is?” you asked.

“That they love me more now that I’m gone.”

His words cut you deep and you forced back the tears that stung your eyes. If he knew they were there then he’d pull away, the vulnerable intimacy of the moment coming to an abrupt halt.  Anger boiled within your veins, but you forced that down too. After all, Dabi had enough anger in him to last three lifetimes; you didn’t need to add to it.

“Death is like that, I suppose...” you whispered.  “It makes people reflect on what they took for granted.”

“It’s bullshit.”

Your arms tightened around him in agreement.

Silence again.

Finally, once you had sensed his anger mellowed, you loosened your arms and adjusted your position until you were sitting next to him, your body facing his as he stayed rooted to the edge of the bed. You took his cheek in your hand and turned his face towards you.  His eyes stared back, grey in the dark. His lashes damp, and if the light were on, you knew his eyes would look bloodshot.

“What do you want, Dabi? What do you need?”

Dabi stared at you for a long moment, his hand absently coming up to cover yours.

When he spoke, his voice was hoarse, broken like ice cracking beneath the weight of his sadness.

“I want you to call me Touya.” His jaw tensed, the muscle twitching beneath your palm.  “And I need you to stay.”

Your chest tightened and you leaned in and kissed him gently on the lips.  His hand tightened over yours, his lips reciprocating.

You pulled away just enough to look into his eyes.

“Always,” you promised.

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[wisterialagoon]

Can someone help me find a dabi ofc pleaseee. Reader is a teachrr at UA and doing a online class when dabi comes home. She thinks she turns off the camera while dabi fall asleep on her.

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[stxrrydreamss]

Kilonova

Pairing: Dabi x Female!Reader

Parts: Prologue

Synopsis: Backstort time 🥳

Authors note: This part here is mainly a prologue and backstory to this series. I hope you enjoy! 💕

Word count: 906

Parts: Prologue,

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“Hey! Your coming to Sekoto Peak right!” Touya yelled as he caught up to me excitedly.

“For sure! I wouldn’t want to miss it!” I beamed at him with a smile. Touya has been my best friend since elementary school, and we have been inseparable since. Touya knew about my family, and I knew about his. We bonded most over our anger over our youngest siblings being born as they took all the attention away from us and were deemed “failures.” Only my situation was different.

My mother was loving and caring to a degree, but was often absent doing drugsor drinking, and was often not sober and left me to care for myself and my siblings. We were often left starving, and my rib cage and hip bones were visible. My mother had all three of us on accident, but my sister quickly showed her talent, and my mother would not stop gushing over how beautiful she was with her big clear, baby blue eyes and somehow almost golden blond hair. It often made me envy those with blond hair and blue eyes, but I also wanted to have those features as it led me to believe that it was the only way I’d be considered beautiful and loved. She also had a talent for singing, and our mother saw it as a way out of the goons for our family and often had her performing on the street. Our stepfather wasn’t any better. He was abusive towards my mother, brother, and me. I could understand that my brother and I were not his and why he would want to abuse us, especially me, as I was the inferior female, but I couldn’t understand why he would like to attack our mom. I did secretly know, however, that he was a villain undercover after accidentally overhearing a conversation between him and my mother.

Touya, on the other hand, was in, I would say, a worse situation. His father would have kids in hopes that a child that could surpass him and become the number one hero would be born. Preferably a child with Touya’s mother's ice quirk and Pro Hero Endeavors fire quirk. He would yell at Touya for training and neglect him and his other siblings besides his younger brother Shoto who was born with the desired quirk combination his father wanted. Touya and I were in different yet similar situations. Touya just wanted his father to look at and love him, while I just wanted a loving family.

It was almost too good how alike we were, and I quickly fell for him. He would always protect me, and we swore to make a better society and become genuine hero’s together. Not like those fakes. He wanted to have the hero name Prevailing Inferno, and I chose Scarlet as my quirk; Cursed Blood is, as you guessed, blood-based.

Nothing lasts forever though.

Later that day after being held up by my mom. I was doing my best to make it to Sekoto Peak as soon as possible as I was already rather late to meet up with Touya, but as I approached the mountains I quickly noticed the smoke billowing from the forest. Nothing would be the same after that day.

Endeavor blamed me for Touya’s death, saying if I had been there earlier, this wouldn’t have happened, and I believed him back then. Now that I’m older, though, I know it was both of our faults. If I hadn’t stopped by my house and gone straight to Sekoto Peak, then maybe I could’ve done something, and if Endeavor had just shown up or appreciated Touya or even looked his way, then perhaps the same outcome wouldn’t have happened. The damage was already done, though and Touya was not coming back. I will never forgive myself for what happened and I will never forgive Endeavor.

Life wasn’t any easier after that incident. I tried to atone for what happened to Touya by pushing myself beyond my limits and training to become the best hero I could be, but it would never happen. After my stepfather was arrested for federal crimes against almost all of Tokyo for his schemes, my family ended up homeless. My brother and I were abandoned, and our mother took our sister, never to be seen again until I saw my sister's face on tv. The pure rage I felt was as bad as when my brother finally found friends and turned against me after we grew up close just to appease them, as my quirk was deemed villainous. Even at UA. A school meant for wanna-be heroes. I was deemed a villain for my quirk, so I villain I became.

I had destroyed a lot of UA with my quirk before a boy like in age approached me after fleeing the scene to join a new rising group called The League of Villains. We quickly began to rise as one of the most feared villain groups, and I quickly became a vital and well respective member of the league. I was often called “The Scarlet Terror” as all that would be left was scarlet blood painted all over alleyways, buildings, streets, you name it. The people feared me, and it felt great, but part of me always did ache over the plans Touya and I had to be heroes.

Those plans and dreams were as dead as he.

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[theirfirespirit]

OURS - POLY!MAFIA!MHA Series

Chapter 2: Deja Vu

Word Count: 1.6K

Warnings: Cursing

My eyes wake up from some bright ass light hitting my face. I slowly wake up and see the sun beaming through my windows. 

Getting up, I groan softly while holding my head. Man, how much did we drink last night? 

Thinking back to last night, I immediately start to smile, remembering the men we spent time together with. Too bad we probably will never see them again.

I get up to go take a shower and brush my teeth.

As I finish my teeth, I hear Mycha get up and do the same. Damn, she looks like a zombie.

“Good morning to you, sunshine.”

“Ugh…” she groans, “I need food.”

“Ok, well we’ll go get some breakfast.” I say to her as I get into my bed and grab my phone off the nightstand. I open it up and notice all the birthday wishes from last night and the time. 

12:32 pm

“Or maybe lunch”

“Yea, lunch sounds good, but I want to go shopping as well.” Mycha says, racking her brain for other errands she may need to do.

“Well, I was thinking about going to start my tattoo piece and maybe getting my nose pierced.”

“Ok, we go to lunch and then we go our separate ways and then meet up for dinner?”

“...Yes, that should work. What about dinner at 8? Gives us time to come back if possible and get changed.” I suggest.

“Perfect.”

We both get dressed and grab our purses and keys. She gets in her modified 2015 Ford Fiesta ST while I get into my modified 1998 Acura Integra GSR. I followed her to our favorite hibachi place down the street from our place.

We sit down and eat our lunch. As we sit down, we talk about what she plans to get and what my tattoo may be.

“I’m thinking about getting that tattoo of the yin yang dream catcher for my native american side, and then the feathers flow into the colors of the flags for each of the other ethnicities.”

“Where though?”

“Maybe starting on my ribs and going to my hip.”

“Ma’am, that’s going to hurt.”

“Ma’am, dating my ex hurt. At least, I’ll get pleasure from this.”

Mycha giggles and shakes her head. “I mean … true.”

I laughed a little and we continued eating our food before paying and leaving.

“Remember, we are meeting back at our place at 6 so we can head out. If anything happens, call immediately.”

“Ok, mom.” I smirked.

She rolls her eyes and gets in her car. “Whatever, I love you, bitch.”

“Love you, bitch” I say back while getting in my car and putting on my quick release steering wheel 'til I hear the satisfying ding of the wheel to signify its truly on.

Mycha’s POV

I get to the mall and park in a spot. Walking into the mall, I think about exactly what I want/need to get so I’m not wasting too much time.  I checked the time on my phone once more. 

1:45pm

Ok that gives about 4 hours to do some damage. 

I walk into Macy’s and look for some nice tops I can dress up or down. While walking into the store, I saw that there’s a sale going on storewide. 

YES! Buy one get one 50%! I’m here for it.

I searched around and found these pretty v neck t-shirts in multiple colors. Looking at the tops, I can’t choose between colors.

I do wear a lot of black and pinks but maybe this olive color would look nice as well. Ok, but this purple and blue. Oh my gosh and this yellow would brighten up my skin too!

As I’m pondering over these colors, I feel a presence behind me. 

“Hi cutie.”

“Look sir, I don’t know who you are, but I’m not -” I start as I turn around and see a familiar redhead, smiling.

“You’re not interested? I can leave you alone if you.” the redhead said, rubbing the back of his neck, sheepishly.

“No no no, I thought you were some creep trying to flirt. I’m sorry.”

His smiles once again. 

His smile is so fucking pretty! Ugh! Please, keep that smile!

“No, I get it. Also, I think you should get those. They’d look nice on you.” He points to the tops I was previously looking at.

I turn to look at them and sigh.

“I want to, but I don't know which one to get.”

“Why not all of them?”

“Sir, I’m balling on a budget.” I quipped.

“I’ll get them for you.”

I stared at him for a moment. Did he just - No, don’t accept it because you still don’t know the man.

“I appreciate the offer, but I’ll -”

He goes to grab one of each color.

“Hey! You don’t have to do that! I can get a couple now and get some others later.”

“Later, you don’t know if there’ll be a sale.” He says walking to the cash register with the shirt in hand.

“We’ll you don’t even know my size.” I crossed my arms.

He looked at me, “You still have the size of the shirt you were possibly going to get in your hand, love.” He takes that shirt out of my hand and adds it to the pile on the counter.

“Ok, seriously you don’t have to do it.”

“I know, I don’t have to, but I want to. Plus, you’ll look beautiful with your new shirts and a smile on your face.” He grins as he pays for the shirts and whatever else he grabbed before. “Can you separate the shirts for this? Thank you.”

“Ok, but what is the catch? What do you want from me? How did you even know I was here?” 

“Cutie, I came here because they are the only place that carries my favorite cologne and I just happened to catch you walking past me to go to the shirts. Also, I don't want anything, except dinner, if that’s ok with you. Last night got cut short and I didn’t even tell you my name, which is Eijiro.” 

Eijiro grabs the bags and hands me my bag of shirts.

So, his name is Eijiro.

“Honestly, I just want to formally introduce myself to you because I find you cute and sweet but feisty, but not as feisty as your friend though my friends like her. It’s not that I don't like her, though! I’m sure she’s a great person and what not but I’m not interested in her like I am you. Wait, I didn’t mean it like that!” He stumbles a bit. Eijiro rubs his free against his neck again, blushing slightly.

I giggled, “I understand and yes, she’s fiery. How about this? I’ll see if she minds going to dinner with us instead of just her and I. Therefore, we all can formally introduce ourselves to each other and I can thank you for the shirt.”

“YES! I mean, yea that sounds great. Here’s my number!” Eijiro enthusiastically reaches for his phone and gives me his number. I texted him and he received my number in exchange.

“Alright, well I’ll text her and I still have about 2 and a half hours before I got to head back. Wanna shop some more?”

“Yea! I’ll let the boys know as well”

I opened my message and sent Luna a quick text to let her know the slight change in plans. 

Maybe, one of them, or both, will help her recover from her ex.

Luna’s POV

I feel a buzz from my phone as I pull into the parking lot of Blue Flame Tattoo and Piercings. Once the car is parked and turned off, I pull out my phone and look at the notification.

iMessage from My Wife Mycha at 1:45pm

Opening the notification while taking off my quick release, I read the message.

Mycha: Hey, do you mind if we change plans, slightly? I met Eijiro - or the redhead from last night and somehow, he ended up asking us to dinner with his friends. I know it’s sudden and I agreed BUT I told him I’d ask you. What do you think?

So, they met again. I’m glad, he seemed quite interested in her and it better not just be for sex, or I might just go to jail for murder. 

Me: Let me see how I feel after this, and I’ll let you know.

I walk into the shop and the doorbell rings. I’m greeted by a man with raven-colored chin length hair. His bangs could cover his face if it weren’t held back by a bandana. From what I can see, he has a half sleeve right arm, a lip ring, and his left ear is full of piercings.

“Welcome to Blue Flame, I’m Tamaki. How can I help you?”

“I’m here to start my rib piece. I made an appointment with … I wasn’t given the name. My name is Luna.”

“No problem, I have you in the system. The person you’ll be working with should be finishing a client now. I’ll let him know you’re here though. Feel free to chill in the lounge while you wait.”

I go to sit on the couch and look at the tattoo I hope to start today.

Not even 5 minutes late, the previous client comes out. She is thanking the tattooist for her new ink. The tattoo artist comes out and gives the money to Tamaki who puts the money in the register.

The tattooist turns to me and smiles. 

Oh, are you serious?

“Well, if it isn’t the spitfire from the club?”

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[dabisqueen]

Pornstar!Dabi (Touya Todoroki) x female reader

⇢ word count: roughly 7K

⇢ plot: as a broke student, you sign up for an assistant job at a movie set. It turns out the job is more than you bargained for.

⇢ warnings: 18+, minors DNI, swearing, size kink, pierced big-cock Touya, fingering, cunnilingus (f receiving), multiple orgasms, loss of virginity, overstimulation, exhibitionism (sex in front of other people (movie set)), creampie, sweet aftercare

⇢ personal note: thank you @/blankexpressions-and-falsefires for bring my beta again! As for what you're all about to read – I have no regrets. Virgin kink goes brrr

"College has always been so crucial, such an essential part of what measures a person’s worth and determines their future."

They say college life is quite challenging. That it can help you come to realize your potential, that you learn more about yourself while in it. That the challenges you experience in university help you grow into a mature person in society.

You have several challenges to face. There's the problem that you focus entirely too much on your studies. In some ways, it’s to secure your future and to compensate for your lack of private life. In other ways, it makes you, because of inexperience, too naive for your own good. Or, as your friends have called it: too innocent. You've never had anyone touch you, never been with anyone in that way. Thus, you never get the hint when someone hits on you or finds you attractive. You have excellent grades – but unlike many of your peers, you’re still a virgin. 

Another challenge you are facing is that you aren't wealthy. One semester into your studies, you are closer to the end than you expected. Leaving your landlord's buro, you take a few steps before coming to a halt and close your eyes as if to gain some semblance of composure. You're broke and desperately need money to cover your rent and living expenses. The bank isn't going to give you another loan, and you find yourself on the verge of having to leave college without a family to support your education.

They say you have to fail first to be successful in the future. But you are beyond failing – you are simply screwed. 

You are very aware of your financial predicament. And you loathe having to live day to day on just pennies. To put it short—you are sick of being a broke-ass, loser virgin.

You sigh. 

Giving up is not a choice. So you do the next best thing: grab life by the horns and start looking for a job. Searching under your bed, clothing pockets, and between couch cushions, you scrounge up enough money to get a local newspaper. In its classified ads, only a few offers deem themselves feasible with your busy school schedule: a late-night shift at a local diner, pizza delivery, or a job doing telemarketing. None of those sound too appealing, but there might not be a choice. Then, your gaze stops at an offer that sounds too good. A movie company is looking for a production assistant on a film set; you don't need prior experience, work hours are during the weekends, and pay is double what the other jobs offer.

You don’t think before hastily grabbing your phone, punching in the number, and waiting while the dial tone rings.

After a distinct click over the other line, a man hisses, "Shimura?"

"Uhm, hi. I- I am calling about the assistant job offer. I was wondering—"

"You're hired. Tomorrow at 5 pm," the man at the other end interrupts in an annoyed tone.

He rattles off the address as you fumble around for a pen, hastily writing it down when you find it.

Before you can reply, he finishes with Don't be late and hangs up unceremoniously.

You exhale, realizing you’ve been holding your breath since he started speaking.

What the hell just happened? 

***

The path to the location is littered with brown leaves, and you struggle to keep from slipping as you walk toward the building. The address given to you is an old warehouse on the edge of town. Its monotonous, featureless walls covered in graffiti make it feel abandoned. There are no visible signs that anything is happening inside at all.

As you walk across the parking lot, you start to see small indications of life: fancy cars—far too fancy for this area- and sensual music permeating through the corrugated steel walls. 

You weren’t sure how to dress for a job you knew nothing about, so you opted for blue jeans, a white blouse, and pointy shoes with heels. Your hair is tied into a neat ponytail, and simple smokey eyes complete the look. 

You aim for a large steel door that the cars are all parked close to. As you lift your head, you take in the old brick building you are standing in front of, lined with large casement metal windows. 

There is a single doorbell, no name on it, and you hesitate before inhaling and pressing it with the tip of your finger.

You hear a clicking sound, and then the heavy door swings inwards. 

Alright, here goes nothing.

***

The set is surprisingly professional—like a luxurious bedroom sliced in half. A row of chairs faces the set on a concrete floor behind multiple cameras and some sound equipment, with the crew standing around talking.

The producer, Tenko, as he introduces himself to you–with tufts of pale hair and seemingly chronic dry lips in dire need of some chapstick – explains that your job will consist of helping around the set, distributing beverages, and handing out the script. Simple work you could do. After introducing you to the crew, he hands you a stack of papers, instructing you to pass them out.

Then you see her—the actress. She is gorgeous, dressed in an ivory-colored silk robe. Her hair is the color of the sun. Her skin is flawless and tanned, and her body is perfect- although almost definitely sculpted by a professional surgeon.

"Where the fuck is he?" You hear Tenko grumble, pulling a phone from his pocket, thumb tapping against the screen.

A flurry of activity breaks your concentration. A door flies open, and a man strides through—the leading actor, you gather, from how everyone else suddenly perks up.

"Fucking finally," the pale-haired director groans, tucking his cell back into the pocket of his jacket.

The man's hair is coal-colored, falling in messy strands into his face. His eyes remind you of the bright ocean, almost glowing in the dim light of the set. His sharp lips pull into a wide grin, his canines peeking out. He is casually dressed, wearing a pair of dark, ripped jeans and a white t-shirt, allowing you to notice just how well-toned his arms are. He is handsome, with delicate yet masculine features and sharp angles set in his face. His eyes are heavy-lidded, and his thin lips form a troublesome grin when his eyes meet yours. 

Shit. 

He holds your gaze before dragging his sinfully blue eyes over your figure and looking away again. Your heart skips a beat because even in the low light, you can see that the actor is incredibly hot. Totally your type. You can't help but stare at him, watching how he moves, the way his muscles ripple under the thin fabric of his shirt, the way his thighs bulge in his tight pants. 

Speaking of bulge. 

It's the biggest one you've ever seen, and the sight of it sends a pang straight to your core. Your cheeks heat up automatically. 

Stop it!

You curse inwardly a few times for thinking lewd thoughts on a professional movie set.

But—you can't help it. He just looks too handsome. It stirs something inside of you you've never felt before. You sigh, knowing that this man has already made his way into your dreams, but in the end, they’ll stay just that— dreams. 

Someone like him would never want to lay a hand on you.

As he approaches the stage, the man stops dead in his tracks, staring at the actress with a bored expression. 

“Not her again.” You hear him groan.

The actress snaps her head around, a stunned expression on her face. “Pardon me?”

"The script calls for an innocent girl." The actor deadpans. "No one's gonna believe that with you in the female role."

The actress jumps to her feet. “How dare you talk about me like that!”

Tenko hisses, “Didn't you read the script? You would have known you film with her today, Touya—"

“I told you not to use my real name on set,” he says with a blase, somewhat impatient gaze.

“And I told you not to let out your frustration on the set, Dabi.” The director retorts.

“Frustration caused by your actions.” Dabi deadpans.

You hold your breath as your eyes dart from the director to Dabi and back to the actress. The rest of the crew acts like this is an everyday commotion on the set. 

“This is not a request— I'm not doing the scene with her, " Dabi says, crossing his arms in front of his chest.

The actress jumps from her chair, visibly outraged, as her cheeks flare red with anger. “You're such a dick!”

“Yeah, you're right. But I’m the best dick in the industry.” He turns around, a sardonic finality in his tone.

You stare at the scene before you, the forgotten papers clutched tightly to your chest. The blonde woman stares at the dark-haired man, infuriated. 

“So, it's either me—or her.” Dabi addresses Tenko, who isn't even trying to de-escalate the situation. “That's my final say.”

“I can't believe you're doing this to me!" The woman wails exaggeratedly.

"Sweetheart, we need someone who conveys innocence. Not some chick as fake-looking as you," Dabi purrs with false care. “Go carry your plastic off the stage already.”

Tenko scratches his neck in annoyance. He watches as the actress slings an array of profanities at Dabi before storming off with quick strides toward the door, slamming it shut behind her.

The dark-haired man stands at ease, reaching into his pants pocket to retrieve a cigarette, lighting it, and taking a deep drag. “Thank god she's gone. What were you thinking, Tenko?”

“Dabi, she's the most requested—” 

“I don't give a fuck.” he runs a free hand through his dark bangs. “She sucks.”

You listen to them bicker, getting more confused by the second. 

“So—what do you expect me to do now?” Tenko's scratching increases as he starts pacing up and down the set. “Production costs will double if we cut and pick things up on a different day. Not to mention the cost of finding a new replacement.”

He jumps off his chair, pacing around the set. Then he grumbles, “We’ll take a ten-minute break. I need to come up with a solution or else—”

“We need someone Pretty, no makeup, normal clothes.” Dabi suggests, "That won't be too expensive. Someone who looks undefiled, innocent.” Dabi's gaze wanders across the room. “Like a student or something.”

Then he sees you, and a smirk tugs at his lips. His stunning sapphire eyes look you up and down. You swallow hard, your shaking hands almost crumpling the papers in their tight grip.

"Like her." Teal eyes narrow as they focus on you. 

You blink back at him dumbly, the room around you completely silent.

"Me?" You answer, his words catching you off guard.

"Yep. You." Dabi's smirk returns, a playfulness in his eyes. 

The director stares at you with the same baffled expression written on your face. "Her?"

"Yep. Her." His grin widens.

"B-But, I can't!" You counter. " I'm a simple student, not an actress—"

"That's exactly what we need." The twinkle in his eyes is still there, "And you have a pussy, don't you?"

"Yes, I—” You catch yourself, your cheeks flaring hot. “W- What does that even have to do with this movie?"

Suddenly, the room goes alive with murmurs and whispers.

Dabi quirks a brow. "You're telling me you don't know?"

"Don't know what?" You helplessly look around.

The dark-haired man turns to his director, "You didn't tell her?!"

Tenko mumbles something about how you would have found out eventually. 

Dabi steps toward you and crosses his arms in front of his chest. "Doll, this is an adult film set."

"A what?" You dumbly blink at him.

"An adult film set. You know, where people fuck." He leans forward, deep azures sparkling salaciously. "You know how fucking works, don't you?"

"Yes, I mean—in theory?" A heat washes over your face and flushes down your entire body.

"Yes or no. What is it?" Dabi asks teasingly, raising an eyebrow.

The heat in your face has reached the tip of your ears as you stammer. "It's none of your business."

He steps even closer. "C’mon, sweetheart, tell us."

He smirks, eyes narrowing as he leans closer. He looks at your lips, then back at your eyes. You can smell him with how close he is leaning in. His deep, masculine scent surrounds you, sending a jolt of heat straight through your core. Even though your mind wants to scream at him, to tell him off, you hear a timid voice whisper, "I’ve used my fingers? Maybe some toys?"

It is your voice.

"You're telling me you've never done it with another person?" This time, it is Dabi’s turn to sound baffled as he leans back, taking you in. "That you're a virgin."

"I-I…" You stammer, swallowing dryly.

Looking over his shoulders, he calls over to his director, "It'll break records if we film this. You're aware of that, right?"

"I am." Tenko snaps, scratching at his neck irritably, "You don't need to tell me."

"Ok, then it's a deal.” He nods towards you. “I want her—or I'm leaving."

"You little piece of—" Tenko growls. "That's extortion."

"You won't regret it," Dabi says, shrugging nonchalantly.

"Shouldn’t I have a say on this too?" You ask, but both men ignore your words.

"Ok, it's a deal," Tenko murmurs. "How much do we pay her?"

Dabi turns his gaze back to you. "You need money, right? Or else you wouldn't be here.”

"That’s none of your business."

"C'mon, sweetheart, This is your chance."

“Yes, I mean… " a sound of annoyance bubbles up your throat. "I can't afford my rent anymore, and my landlord will kick me out if I don't pay up soon."

“I sense an opportunity here," Dabi smirks. "Tenko, how much will you pay her if she agrees to do this with me?"

"How much do you want?" Tenko asks you.

“I-I don't know. I've never thought about it." You shyly add.

"Pay her rent plus an allowance," Dabi suggests. "Tenko, you know she's worth it."

"That’s too m—" You swallow hard.

Tenko mumbles disgruntledly: "OK, I'll do it.” 

“You what?" His words leave you stunned.

Dabi interrupts quickly. "What he's saying, sweetheart, is that he'll pay for your rent - if you let me fuck you.”

His lewd words and the deep blue pools of his stunning eyes send a flutter through your stomach. 

“In front of all these people?!" 

“That's what porn is all about, doll.” Dabi chuckles, studying your reaction.

You swallow hard.

"So? What's it gonna be?" He cocks his head, waiting. 

You have always prioritized safety, so common sense tells you to stick to your usual way of life. However, look where common sense has led you: You're almost broke and may need to drop out of college. 

This could be a bad decision. But, it's time to throw safety to the sea.

"OK, I'll do it," you proclaim, and a round of applause and cheers erupt on the set while Dabi nods appreciatively.

“Congratulations, you're hired. Now, get ready before I change my mind.” Tenko waves a hand. “We still have a movie to film here.”

Your heart starts to race, a crushing weight bearing down on your chest. But you know that you have no choice. It's either a free porn loan—or being a forced college dropout. Taking a deep breath, you ball your hands into fists, trying to ignore the signs of panic your body is giving you.

"Okay, everyone, resume positions. And hand her the script.” Tenko moves to his chair, sitting down in it. “Let's do the first take." 

"Hold on," Dabi says. "Why not do it a bit differently this time? No script, no acting— just raw footage. The whole thing.”

“You mean a one-shot film?” Tenko looks surprised. “I suppose that would work. Especially with a new actress.”

“Are you okay with that, doll?” Dabi smiles at you, and there's a warmth in his voice that wasn't there before.

“Do I have a choice?” you sigh.

“Not really.” He winks.

"Are you two lovebirds done flirting over there? " Tenko asks, " Because we're ready to film.”

“We weren't flir—” you protest, but Dabi bridges the distance between you.

"So, sweetheart?" He leans in, his face hovering close, sharing a breath with you. "How are you feeling about being fucked on camera?"

“Nervous.” you bite your lips, your face starting to burn.

"Doll, don't be; just focus on me," he soothes, stroking your cheek. “Forget about everyone else; I'll take care of you.”

He takes your hand and pulls you towards the bedroom set.

“Quiet!” Tenko raises a hand, and complete silence falls over the set as the crew prepares to film you both. 

Tenko calls out a set of commands, which different crew members around the room answer.

“Sound?”

“Set.”

“Camera?”

“Set.”

“Roll sound.”

“Sound rolling.”

“Roll camera.” 

“Camera Speed.” 

“Marker.”

A man with a clapper board enters the scene and calls, "Scene one. Take—uhm— whatever." 

Dabi nods, and that is the cue. The lights dim, and the cameras vanish into the darkness; only the red lights betray their existence. 

You glance around, your stomach in knots, as you realize that this is no game, that this is it. The only thing visibly lit was the bed standing a few feet away. The crew's faces are barely visible as everyone watches you, the man behind the camera tilting it, filming you from bottom to top.

“Hey baby, you alright?” You hear Dabi's voice.

“N-No, not really.” You stammer, your hands trembling, your breathing picking up, as your eyes frantically dart around the dark set. “I don't know if I can do this.”

“Sweetheart, look at me.” You feel a finger hook under your chin when Dabi tilts your head to meet his gaze. It's intense, the turquoise of his irises gleaming almost unnaturally. 

You feel your heart sink into your stomach as his thumb caresses your skin. When he closes the already minimal distance between you, your eyes flutter close in reflex. His lips are sensually warm and addicting against your cheek, and your heart starts thrashing wildly inside your chest in response. Something changes between you, an intimacy blooming as the voices of the people mute.

It's all you need to distract your mind, to make your body heat up. Not with anxiety—

—but in anticipation. 

“Are you ready to give me your virginity?” His low voice rumbles close to your ear.

You nod, like in a haze, every caress of his lips causes your skin to tingle, to burn with passion. He shifts, and you feel him faintly brush your lips, and a zap of electricity courses through your veins. Then, your lips are united in his first tentative kiss. They are so soft, and the way he kisses you is so delicate, almost tender— deliberately slow.

You relax, giving in to how wonderful this feels. His tongue slowly traces the shape of your lips, and you feel your brain short-circuiting. Angling your head to the side, you part your lips, begging him to enter. Dabi reacts instantly, his tongue slipping your mouth, delving deeper, tasting you, consuming you.

You groan—how could a man taste so good?

It makes your knees buckle, and you start panting into his mouth, your instincts taking over, your body reacting to his touch. A desire, a passion, awakens like a wild animal roaring, and you feel a wave of arousal pool in your panties. You can't help it, and you slide your hand underneath his shirt, your other hand circling his neck. You can feel him smirking into the kiss, but the sound carries off into a groan when you rake your nails down the small of his back. 

As he breaks away, a warmth lingers between you and him while he admires your wet, pink, swollen lips, "A little eager for your first time, huh?"

The kiss leaves you dizzy, and you can't seem to form an answer, too stricken by his closeness and intoxicating scent.

The moment passes, and then his lips smash against yours so fast you don't even have time to react. He presses his hips against yours, his clothed hardness grazing against your heat, letting you feel just how hard you’ve made him.

Holy shit.

He's not gentle anymore; he's rough and demanding now. He is taking you, enjoying the shaky gasps that leave your lips. Dabi’s hands trail down your side to find your ass cheeks. He lifts you by the thighs onto his waist skillfully, never breaking the kiss. Carrying you easily toward the bed he releases his hold and you topple onto it, panting heavily.

The lights around you heat the air, and you notice one camera panning across the set while the other tracks toward you on a dolly. Just as your heart starts picking up an anxious speed again, you see a movement to the side. Dabi yanks his shirt above his head, the muscles in his stomach flexing with every movement.

The second the fabric touches the floor, he's on you with his lips pressed to yours and his tongue in your mouth. You feel yourself getting lost in the moment of passion and all you can see is him. Your stomach somersaults and the world around you ceases to exist; it is just you and him— the people around you and the cameras wholly forgotten. The world, right now, only revolves around the two of you.

“You taste so fucking good,” he breathes into your mouth, hazy eyes glowing with arousal. "How do you taste so fucking good?”

You feel his hand sneak underneath your shirt to slowly pull it off over your head. Next, he skillfully removes the rest of your clothes off until you are lying below him, sex and breasts cupped by delicate cotton underwear. 

“Look at that,” he muses. “So innocent.”

Sliding his hand behind your back, he unhooks the bra with an expert pinch of his fingers. Your breasts spill out as he slides the straps off your shoulders, tossing it aside. Then his gaze lingers on your soft, round tits.

“Damn,” he cups them and squeezes them gently, “Where have you been hiding, girl? You're perfect.”

He slides his fingers over your nipples and a low moan tears from your throat. Dabi lets out a low rumble as his hands continue to work your breasts, rubbing and plucking at your stiffening nipples. There’s a deep throb low in your body, pulsing between your thighs, and you're startled at the way you’re reacting. You are so turned on—his touch only adds to your body’s cravings, and as his large palms glide over your breasts; it pulls the breath from your lungs as it simultaneously fuels your desire. His thumbs drag over your nipples again, rolling it between his fingers before leaning down to lick at your pebbled nub. He makes you feel breathless with excitement the more he focuses on toying with your breasts, rolling the tips back and forth between his thumb and forefinger. 

It makes you crazy with need until you're aching, shivering throughout your entire body. You're gasping for breath the entire time Dabi has his lips wrapped around your erect nub, sucking it to send a tingling sensation straight through to your core. Then he's biting just hard enough to make you squeal before soothing the puckered nub with a flick of his tongue.

“You’ve got the most amazing tits,’ Dabi murmurs against your skin. “So soft and full. So natural.”

While he switches from pliant nipple to pliant nipple, you feel a stray hand hook its fingers under the seams of your panties. He releases your nipple with a pop and peppers kisses down to your tummy while he adeptly pulls the little piece of fabric down and off your legs. You're now utterly naked below him while Dabi continues revering your body with wet kisses and nibbles, moving downward until you feel his warm breath on your pubic mound. He spreads your trembling legs, his eyes glazing over your pussy, pupils expanding and then retracting into pin slits.

"Look at that pretty pussy." His breath is hot against your soaked folds. "And so fucking wet—you're dripping."

A shameful sound spills from your lips at his words, and you writhe in his hold. But his hands keep you in place. 

"You're seriously telling me,” he slides his fingers up and down your glistening folds, “No one's been here before?"

You squirm below him as a camera zooms in on where Dabi’s eyes are affixed– between your thighs.

“Cause you have the prettiest pussy I've ever seen.” He snickers. “And I've seen a lot.” 

His warm, calloused fingers slide up and down your slippery folds, his hot breath fanning over your sex. Then he spreads apart your sweet lips; it makes you shudder in anticipation, and Dabi chuckles.

“I can see you twitching for me.” A finger sinks in, making you arch your back the deeper it goes. 

The camera behind him zooms in on your blushing face, and you cover it with trembling hands. 

"Nu-uh, no hiding. Look at me." He slaps your clit lightly—making you jolt. "Let us see your pretty face."

You whimper softly, because you've touched yourself before—

—but this just feels so much more intense.

“Dabi—” you choke out, flinching in pleasure when he slides a hand underneath your ass, 

raising your hips to have more access to you. 

“Relax, baby, I'll take care of you.” A growl tears from his throat, and then he drags his tongue over your gleaming folds, tasting you. 

You cry out, your body shuddering. Over and over, Dabi licks you with deep, claiming strokes, using his tongue to explore every bit of you. 

“Damn, you taste better than anything I've ever tasted.” He pushes his wet muscle into your core, frantic to have more of you. 

“Oh my God. Dabi!” Your toes curl, and your thighs tighten around him. You're both – startled and aroused at his eagerness. Any worries you have are melting away as he drags his tongue over you again and again, making you squirm with need.

A moan escapes your lips– loud, uncontrolled– when his tongue flicks over your folds. When he grazes your little button, you jolt as if you've been stung. 

He hums appreciatively and buries his face into your warmth, seeking out that sweet nub. Your body jerks as he moves his tongue over it, repeating the action when he does it again. You give a little wail, and your hands curl into the fabric the longer he teases. He eagerly works that spot, and you cry out with little choked gasps.

As his tongue circles your clitoris, your sensations spiral out of control. You can feel the tension increasing in your body with a growing urgency to be released. 

“Dabi,” you pant with every flick of his tongue. But he doesn't respond, does not hear– or pretends not to. He buries his face in your folds, hands holding you down by your hips.

With every quiver that moves through your body, with every shiver of response, every tensing of your muscles, you draw closer to the edge.

You writhe against Dabi, with his face between your thighs, lapping at your juices. All the while, he continues to work your little clit with his tongue in slow, steady strokes. 

Suddenly, the feeling that you’re about to cum overwhelms you. Your pussy clenches, dripping with your juices, and your clit is ready to burst.  

Your hips jerk against him, and then a release explodes in your mind, your thoughts crashing all around you. You come with a slight scream that morphs into a moan, but Dabi does not stop his ministrations—

—no.

He continues to lick and suck as you come and come and come.

It's too much; you feel like exploding. You’re a moaning mess, fingers slipping between Dabi’s strands, pushing and pulling at his roots unsure if you can take it if he keeps going like that. 

Your entire body is on fire. The orgasm continues to surge through you– more intense than anything you’ve experienced by yourself– with Dabi gently sucking and licking at your clit. You are delirious, feel like you are floating with no way to find your path back to earth. 

“Dabi, please—” you choke out.

Dabi’s mouth detaches from your overstimulated nub and straightens up, licking your cum’s sweetness off his lips. Crawling on top of you, he gazes into your eyes. “Doll, tell me—what do you want me to do?”

You see his jeans straining from the bulk of his erection and swallow, your body responding with a flood of hormones. 

“Please fuck me,” you whisper, thinking in ways you never have before.

You want to beg him to be gentle, but you can’t seem to form the words when you see him unbuckle his belt before unzipping his jeans, his eyes carefully watching your expression as he does. His cock springs to life, and you swallow thickly. It's enormous—and pierced. 

You feel a momentary pang of doubt, questioning if that monster will even fit inside you. The previous excitement and adrenaline pumping through your veins gradually turn to panic. Your breathing picks up as you stare at his cock, wide-eyed. 

“You look worried,” Dabi says, stroking it with one hand. His raised eyebrows and amused grin tell you he's used to this type of reaction. 

“Are you sure…” you nod towards his cock.

“Trust me,” he says. “I’ll make sure you feel good. It’ll be the greatest thing you'll ever experience.”

Your entire body yearns for his touch, and there’s no way you're saying no now. He’s spreading you wide open, hands on your knees, before he moves to hold himself in hand to align his cock with your entrance.  

"Do you want me to fuck you?’ Dabi asks as he drags the head of the tip up and down your slit. 

“‘S not gonna fit,” you whine with a worried expression.

“Don't be scared,” Dabi says, "I know what I'm doing. So, you'll be a good girl and take it all, right?”

“I'm not sure,” you whisper.

“I know you can...” His eyes stare at you with a desire so intense that you almost feel intimidated. 

He’s spreading you wide open, hands on your knees, before he moves one to hold himself and align his cock to your entrance. The pressure between your legs increases as Dabi nudges the pierced tip of his cock against you.

“Get ready,” he whispers.

A mix of a gasp and a cry leaves your lips as Dabi strains against you, feeling like he’s trying to shove a massive pole inside of you. You squeeze your eyes shut as tears gather in your lashes, and Dabi holds back, kissing you, waiting for you to relax.

“Easy,” he says softly, “I’ve got you.” 

The softness of his tone relaxes you and the tension in your shoulders lessens. Then, somehow, something gives way, and he enters you. You gasp, your body opening up to accommodate the massive dick that is now sliding inside of you. 

"Oh my god—” You throw your head back, hands clawing at his shoulders in a weak attempt to push him away.

“Fuck, you’re so fucking tight,” he hisses, eyebrows furrowing before he hits resistance and then pushes forward.

There’s a sharp pain slicing through your core, and you don't know if it's from the stretch or a tear. Probably both. It hurts, and you squeeze your eyes shut, forcing tears down your cheek. Dabi continues to push his hips forward, only stopping once he’s entirely inside, heavy balls pressed against the crease of your ass. The cameras zoom in on the bulge in your womb, where his dick sits buried deep inside of you. But you don't notice them, your brain too consumed by him filling you up, his whole weight resting against you. 

“You ok?” Breathing heavily, he drags his eyes back and forth over your face. 

“Gimme a sec.” Your lips press into a thin line as the pain from the stretch slowly turns into a dull throb. After a moment, you nod...

"I'm gonna start moving now," Dabi says— and then does precisely that. 

Just as you start to feel your body relaxing, he withdraws, only to plunge himself in again. The sudden shock of the movement is incredible. You feel every ridge, every single thick vein. It feels fantastic, and as he slowly slides back in, you can appreciate every inch of his cock. He starts an even rhythm, rocking inside you gently. 

“Shit, just squeezed me so fucking tight,” he moans in response. "I’m warning you, don't make me lose my composure. You don’t want to see me act up.”

Your mind feels detached from your body; you don't hear him, don't even notice the camera zooming in, focusing on how your face scrunches and your lips quiver because of how good he makes you feel. 

He grabs you by the waist and brings you closer to him. Raising both legs in the air, he pushes them forward until your body is folded in half.

“Oh—shit—” You choke out, the walls of your sex stretching to accommodate him. 

“I’m gonna make you cum,” Dabi is panting hard as he starts driving his cock rapidly in and out of you. “You won't be able to walk for days.”

“I-I can’t—” your jaw slackens as you tighten around his dick again, the ability to form comprehensive answers having left you the moment he breached your walls.

He rams himself deeper while his fingers slip between your strands, guiding your face upward, your mouths colliding in a frantic kiss. 

It starts as a slow burn that gradually builds into a white, blistering heat. A feeling begins coursing through you, making you lose control of your body. You tense and arch your back, your head digging back into the pillow, voice caught in your throat. And just when you think you can't take it anymore, all that tension releases, and you cry out loud, a turbulent wave of pleasure hitting you like a storm. All your nerve endings are seemingly set ablaze while Dabi fucks you through your orgasm. 

His eyes are wide with wonder, hearing and feeling you come undone around him. The way your eyes are shut tightly in pleasure, your entire body trembling and shaking in ecstasy, is the best thing he's ever seen. It makes his chest swell with pride. Still, it feels like it's not enough, though, and he needs more. He wants to own you, possess you, make you his.

Dabi snaps. 

With a suppressed growl, Dabi grabs you by your hips and flips you over onto your stomach. He's not letting you catch your breath before he propels his cock back inside you again. His hand slides from the dip in your spine to the spot between your shoulder blades, pressing down until your face is buried in the sheets. At this angle, he reaches even deeper than before, his piercings rubbing your G-spot just right. Your hands tightly fist the soft duvet with every drive of his hips, knocking the air from your lungs.

Dabi seems delirious, pistoning in and out of you now. Reaching forward, he gathers your hair around his fist, tugging it to keep you in place, forcing your head up from the sheets. You sob out his name, your chin and cheeks covered with your drool and tears. 

But Dabi is drowning too deep in pleasure to notice. 

"I’m gonna fuck you so hard you’ll never think of anyone but me in your fantasies," Dabi growls while your elbows shake under the pressure of his forceful thrusts.

Slowly, your mind is falling apart with the pleasure pulsing through your body. Dabi starts drilling his big cock into your even faster now. You tremble below him, thighs quivering when you feel another orgasm building up. 

“You gonna cum for me again, princess?” Dabi groans, “I can feel your pussy clenching around me.”

You nod, too exhausted to form any words. Dabi tightens his hold on your hip, fingers digging into your plush skin, holding you still. 

“I’m gonna cum with you,” he tells you. “I’m gonna fill up your tight hole, gonna breed you so good—fuck!”

"Please—" you whimper pathetically, finding yourself trapped in his lewd promises. 

And then you lose it, feeling like the world is disappearing underneath your feet. Pleasure rips through you, leaving you with no strength. It’s an intense tingling pleasure that starts in your core and spreads through your whole body, from your fingertips down to your toes. It's all-consuming and euphoric, your body not knowing what to do with that much sensation at once. 

You feel your body falling off a cliff into a pile of tingling ecstasy as you cum again with a broken whimper escaping your lips. The orgasm is even more potent than the last ones, like a massive burst of pleasure; all that tension explodes and shoots up the back of your legs and everywhere else. You moan and shudder, your pussy clamping around his cock. 

“That’s it,” Dabi lets out a long, shuddering groan. “Just like that.”

You forget to breathe while Dabi keeps fucking your harder and harder, feral with desire, shoving his cock as deep inside you as he can.

“Oh fuck—” You gasp out, arching your back, fingers twisting against the sheets.

No sooner have the words slipped from your lips that you feel your whole body lock tight again—and then unravel. You forget to breathe as an unending cascade of euphoria detonates deep inside of you. You come undone, shaking uncontrollably as juices gush from your pussy, dripping down Dabis balls, drenching the sheets below. 

Dabi groans, his eyes screwing shut, head dropping back. With one final possessive thrust of his hips, he cums, shooting his seed deep inside you. You feel his cock twitch as he moans heavily, eyebrows sewn together. His body is shuddering, his hips hitching while he rides out his orgasm.

You’re faintly aware of your surroundings, buried too deeply in your bliss. Unable to take any more pleasure, you slump backward. Dabi slides his softening cock from you with an obscene wet sound before dropping down onto the bed beside you, taking you with him.

“Fuck…” he breathed out, caressing your skin. “That felt so—”

‘And—cut!’ You hear a voice call, speaking its way into the mush that is your brain, slapping you back to reality.

You open your eyes and look around in shock, having completely forgotten where you are. The lights switch on, almost blindingly bright. People start hustling about the set, and cameras mere inches away from you now pull back into their waiting positions. 

“That was perfect,” you hear Tenko say through the noise filling the set now.

Your breath catches in your throat, an unsettling feeling beginning to well inside you. Your heart starts pounding at an increasingly rapid pace while you feel panic stretch its icy fingers up your spine.

You feel a warm hand cradling your face, angling it to the side. It’s Dabi. He places his mouth over yours without further ado. 

“You are perfect.” Dabi coos into the kiss, and it happens again— butterflies erupt in your gut, the world around you fading until there's only you and him.

Instinctively, you let go, feeling the tension slowly dissipate and your heart calming down. Dabi smiles as he breaks away from you, and you feel it— a lingering warmth, an unseen connection that spins fragile threads between you both.

A man approaches to help you get out of bed, but Dabi, whose face is still dewy with sweat, moves between you both. He takes the bathrobe from the guy and wraps it around your shivering body before getting dressed himself.

Helping you off the bed, he drapes an arm around your shoulder and leads you past the celebrating crew members from the set until you’re backstage. 

Once in the changing room, he closes the door behind him and leans against it. 

“That was something…” he muses. “You’re a natural. Would you ever consider doing this again with me?’ 

You're caught off-guard, his face radiating a tenderness that fills your heart with something joyful. A warmth spreads across your face, your hands gripping the soft belt of your robe as you nip at your lower lip. “I-I don't know.”

“You should,” Dabi kicks off the door frame and saunters over you with a sinful, obscene sway of his hips. His hand finds yours, fingers interlacing in a silent agreement, pulling you into a tight embrace. “Think about it…”

He lets the words hang in the air for a second. When he pulls away, his arms wrap around your neck, lower half still pressed against you as if you’re not a stranger. He looks down at you like the two of you have been dating for years.

“So, I was wondering… what are you doing later on?” Dabi kisses the tip of your nose. “Do you want to grab a bite to eat and get some drinks?”

“Are you asking me out on a date?” A new desire for him grows inside of you. You smile back at him, reaching up to gently play with his dark hair.

“Maybe?” His lips curl into a devious smirk.

“Is this even allowed?” Chest to chest, your heartbeat slowly catches up to his, as if your bodies react simultaneously to each other's warm touch.

“Maybe?” Dabi repeats, his thumb gently brushing along your lips.

When you look into his eyes, a tenderness softens the rough edges of his sharp features. It makes you wonder, he’s been so sweet and caring after everything that happened today– you actually believe he’s a genuinely sincere and nice guy. You feel your heart quiet when you’re with him, as if you have found peace. 

“Well…” you consider, “I've just thrown all my morals into the wind. So, might as well go on a date with a pornstar, right?”

“You won't regret it.” Dabis laughs softly. “Even though you might not be able to move after I'm done with you—”

“Is that so…” You are torn between scolding him or laughing because he's so cute. “Ok, big boy, whatever you say.”

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[mielplante]

a lil highschool au dabihawks comic <3 🧋

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[trueshellz]

Set in the same theme as this

A little side note: Touya, from my research, means 'arrow of light' so I wanted his son's name to have a similar theme so Tadaaki means 'bright light'.

Daddy!Dabi, sorry Touya, who keeps having random toys delivered to your house. You're sure the driver knows your name by now since you're getting a parcel every day and to make it worse the little demon child seems more interest in the box and wrapping paper than the actual gift inside the damn thing.

"Tadaaki, I swear to God."

You sat on the floor next to him as he tried to ingest yet another piece of paper from the floor, wrestling the small sodden pieces from his hand and replaced it with his dummy even as he screwed up his face in frustration.

"Just let him eat it."

Shaking your head in exasperation, you turned to the window and glared at Touya. The grin on his face as he crouched on the window ledge made you even more frustrated so you threw some paper at his stupid head.

"Very helpful, thank you."

A snort as he jumped down, the thud as his boots hit the floor before he quickly removed them and replaced them with the slippers you chose for him. They were huge Smurf feet, something you would tease him with when you were together, and when you saw them in the local shop you just had to get them.

A loud squeal as Tadaaki stood up and toddled over to his dad, Touya was still a little hesitant as the little hands held on his larger ones. You could see the gloves he was wearing, something you noticed after you met in the park and assumed it was to protect Tadaaki from the staples. A louder squeal this time as Touya hefted him up in the air, the dummy landing on the floor as your son flew up in the air.

"You know, he just ate. If he-"

"Oh shit!"

"-pukes it'll be your own fault."

You couldn't help but laugh out loud this time, your son looking awfully chuffed with himself as his dad looked like he was about to throw up himself. Holding Tadaaki at arms length, his face turned away as he thrust him out to you and pulled the jacket and t-shirt he was wearing off and wiping himself down with some baby wipes while mock glaring at you.

"You can stop laughing, brat. I learnt my lesson."

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[doumadono]

Warnings: smut, rough p in v, fingering, some handjob, f!reader, spanking, semi-public sex Synopsis: you and Dabi snag an invite to a party Shigaraki's throwing. Realizing your wardrobe lacks the glam, you strong-arm your boyfriend Dabi into a shopping spree. Despite initial reluctance, he tackles things in his own, cocky style A/N: this little fic was written in honor of the birthday of my incredibly gifted mutual - @dabismoon - I hope you'll enjoy this petite one shot ♥

MY HERO ACADEMIA MASTERLIST

The heap of garments had amassed on the bed, growing steadily as you sifted through the wardrobe, discarding outfit after outfit. The frustration bubbled within you, reaching its peak as you bellowed to Dabi in the adjacent room.

"I can't find a single thing to wear for the party tonight!" you exclaimed, your voice carrying the tone of exasperation.

A mumbled response reached your ears, prompting you to traverse the distance and find Dabi, your villainous boyfriend, lounging indifferently with a beer in hand, fixated on the television screen. His nonchalant demeanor was evident as he puffed on a cigarette, seemingly uninterested in your sartorial predicament.

Without much enthusiasm, he nodded in acknowledgment of your complaint, casually remarking that he was sure you could surely find something suitable to adorn yourself for the fucking party Shigaraki had coerced every League member into attending.

Determined, you declared, "Ok. I've decided that you're taking me shopping... no arguments!"

Dabi attempted to dissuade you, gesturing towards the television where news about Endeavor played, as if it held greater significance. "Babe, seriously?"

Disregarding his protests, you seized his lengthy coat, your car keys, and his hand, urging him towards the door despite his low growls, not bothering yourself to turn the TV off.

"Doll, you've got a plethora of clothes, and you still claim to have nothing to choose from? That's utterly ridiculous," Dabi groaned, wresting his hand free, swiftly disposing of his cigarette in a crystal ashtray. With an unhappy grimace etched across his face, he begrudgingly adorned his coat. "I won't be dressing up like a fucking fool just to mingle with those lunatics," he grumbled, his discontent palpable.

After three hours of aimless meandering through a plethora of shops, the details of each one eluding your memory, you stumbled upon a dress that tickled your fancy. Amidst the sea of countless dresses tried on in pursuit of the perfect ensemble, you finally discovered one that resonated with your taste. Eager to see how it would adorn you, you headed for the changing rooms. En route to the fitting room, you deftly accumulated a selection of lingerie as well.

Thoughts of acquiring alluring lingerie danced in your mind, contemplating the ways you could model them for Dabi — whether in person or through the lens - to keep him company during those prolonged missions with the League. A stack of lingerie, featuring neon shades, delicate baby pinks, and enticing black lace, awaited your scrutiny.

As you boldly pulled back the curtain, Dabi made a move to follow you inside. A quick about-face, a dismissive shake of your head, and a pointed indication toward a chair stationed just beyond the dressing area thwarted his entry.

Dabi complained, "So I don't even get the fun bit of watching you change to brighten up this fucking unnecessary trip?"

However, it was futile - you insisted he wait over there. With the realization that he couldn't join in the fashion spectacle, you swiftly snapped pictures of each lingerie piece as you were trying them on. Seeking Dabi's discerning opinion, you bombarded him with inquiries regarding your sartorial choices. After the final snapshot found its way to your boyfriend's inbox, an air of suspense hung in the digital ether. Yet, as the seconds ticked away, there was no immediate response from Dabi, leaving you with a frown crossing your forehead.

As you cautiously peeked outside to ensure he hadn't ventured too far, the thick curtain was unceremoniously thrust aside. And there he stood – Dabi, eyeing you with a hunger akin to a starving predator, meticulously taking in the alluring contours of your body adorned in a provocative lingerie set. The fabric, a blend of black sheer lace with a hint of hot pink trimming, clung enticingly to your form.

The bra, designed with a daring split in the cups, left your nipples exposed, proudly making their presence known in response to the sight before you as they instantly stiffened. An instinctive reaction led you to subtly rub your thighs together, a silent attempt to quell the burgeoning heat within you. Your boyfriend, tall and commanding, exuding an air of nonchalance, leaned casually against the changing room wall, his gaze fixed on you.

Without uttering a single word, Dabi seized the moment, propelling you further into the confines of the changing room. With a deft motion, he drew the curtain close, creating an intimate space.

Dabi deftly took hold of your left nipple, his slender forefinger and thumb teasingly tweaking it.

The heat rapidly ascended along your neck, and your breaths quickened as he leaned in, delivering a fierce kiss and an ardent suck on your pulse point. Lowering his head, his warm mouth enveloped the other nipple with a determination, unleashing a sweet yet sharp sensation at its base. The overwhelming pleasure threatened to elicit sounds of ecstasy, but you fought to maintain composure as delicious waves of sensation cascaded over you. "Handsome," you whispered, barely moving your lips as you slipped one hand into his soft, black hair.

Dabi's free hand, not content with just teasing, boldly tugged aside the lacy panties you had on, inspecting how wet you were getting. His verdict: dripping wet. With a forceful motion, the elastic was yanked down your legs, severing all of his contact from your eager nipples as his attention fell on the panties. In one swift move, they were stripped from your hips and deftly retrieved from the floor.

As though it were the most ordinary sequence of events, Dabi casually unzipped the fly of his black, fitted jeans, revealing a semi-hardened cock. Nonchalantly, he wiped the pre-cum off its reddened tip with the lacy panties, and thrust the fabric into your partially opened mouth. The mingling taste of both yourself and him on the fabric elicited a lascivious moan that escaped your lips.

Dabi's gaze lingered on you for a moment before he smoothly retrieved his own phone, swiftly capturing an image of your aroused state. "Sorry, doll, but you look adorable, all fired up like a cheap whore you secretly are," he remarked, seamlessly sliding his phone back into the rear pocket of his pants. With a sly grin, he pulled the panties out of your mouth, raising them to his nose and inhaling deeply. "Mmmm, absolutely perfect," he growled, stashing the intoxicating garment into the same back pocket. "Guess we're gonna take 'em."

Dabi slipped his hand between your thighs, and you willingly parted them further in anticipation. A dark giggle escaped him at your eagerness. "Look at you, princess, so eager to help me touch that pretty little pussy. What? Is my doll all needy? Moments ago, you didn't want to let me watch you, but look at ya now, eager as never before."

Staring intensely into your captivating eyes, Dabi smoothly slid his long middle finger deep inside your slick pussy, eliciting an immediate moan and causing you to instinctively shut your eyes in response.

"No, no, princess, we ain't gonna play like that. Look at me, I want your eyes on me, now," he commanded, leaning forward to place a tender peck on your forehead.

Complying with his directive, you followed his lead, biting down on your lower lip with enough force to draw a bead of blood after opening your eyes again, looking into his turquoise ones.

For a span of a good minute or two, Dabi expertly fingered you, exploring every millimeter of your pussy until your spongy walls began to clench rhythmically around his finger, a clear indication of your impending climax.

"You ain't gonna get off so easily, doll," he declared, withdrawing his digit and lifting it to your lips. With a deliberate motion, he parted your lips with his thumb, prompting you to accept his finger into your mouth.

You sucked your own juices off his digit, moaning quietly without breaking the eye contact.

Dabi seized a generous handful of your supple ass, drawing you closer to him in a forceful manner, engaging in a passionate make-out session with you, pushing his pierced tongue down your throat.

Unabashedly, you dared to extend your hand, wrapping it around his now fully-erect cock, expertly jerking it while rising onto your tiptoes for a more comfortable angle.

Your actions proved successful as Dabi moaned into your mouth, punctuating the moment with a couple of spanks on your ass before tenderly squeezing the supple flesh, indulging in a thorough massage.

In the next instant, he decisively detached your hand from his throbbing cock and pivoted you around, urging you forward until you were facing a lengthy mirror.

Dabi positioned your hands high on either side of the mirror, granting you a comprehensive view of your entire form and his presence looming behind you in the reflective surface.

In a hushed tone, he murmured, "Now, we don't have much time, baby. You wasted too much time already wandering throughout all those stupid stores and teasing me like a bitch you are. I'm going to fuck you hard and cum deep inside you. Do you understand?"

Meeting his gaze in the mirror's reflection, you nodded in affirmation.

"Good," he declared, punctuating his words with another firm spank on your ass. His hand deftly secured your left cheek, spreading it as he gripped his throbbing member. With the tip of his cock, Dabi traced an enticing path up and down your exposed entrance, your juices already glistening and trickling down your thigh.

Without delay, he forced your cunt open with his rigid shaft, delivering a single, powerful thrust that brought him to the hilt inside you. "Fffuuuuccckkk," Dabi breathed out through gritted teeth.

Any potential scream was mercifully muffled by his hand wrapping around your neck, applying a tight squeeze that momentarily restricted your airflow. "Don't you dare moan like you do back home. Our neighbors are accustomed to your bitchy moans and whines, but here people are not, yeah? And the last thing I need today is getting caught with my dick stuffed in your tight cunt," he warned, nibbling your earlobe.

You were relentlessly slammed into, the force akin to a piston driving into your pussy again and again and again.

Dabi's hands greedily explored your soft flesh - your breasts, hips, belly, occasionally slipping between your thighs to playfully tease your swollen clitoris.

Little moans escaped your lips as you pressed your cheek against the cold glass, the surface already fogging up from the intensity of your heavy breathing.

Dabi, panting with an intensity akin to a dog in heat, delivered hard spanks to your ass and the back of your thighs. "You enjoy it when I take you rough like this, don't ya, doll? Hmm? Oh yeah, ya love it. You're quite the dirty whore," he chuckled into your ear. "Don't worry, daddy will fuck you the way you crave the most, princess."

Dabi intensified his rhythm, a firm grip on your hips as he relentlessly thrust into your slippery cunt.

The only sounds resonating within the confines of the changing room were a harmonious blend of your mixed gasps and moans, accompanied by the resonating slap of flesh against flesh, each time his weighty balls hit the curve of your supple ass.

"Dabi..." you whined, already breathless.

Smack, smack, smack! A sequence of forceful spanks landed on your ass. "Address me properly, princess, or I'll have to think of a punishment, and trust me, you won't want that," Dabi growled, sinking his teeth into the column of your neck.

"Daddy," you whispered, your mouth parched from moans and panting, the act of swallowing causing a sweet ache. "Harder," you pleaded. "Harder."

"Mmmm," Dabi slowed his thrusts, his cock reaching deep within you, the tip delicately grazing your cervix as he came to a complete stop. "I knew you had a wild side, little whore, but now you've surprised me. Daddy's going to fulfill your wish," he declared with a sultry promise.

And thus, it commenced. Without delay, he placed a hand on your head, pressing you more firmly against the mirror. The intensity escalated, his hips snapping with relentless determination.

"Oh my God," you managed to utter as you slid a hand between your legs, tracing delicate circles over your slick-covered folds.

Slap, slap, slap! Each thrust felt harder and deeper than the last. His strong hand seized a handful of your hair, pulling you further onto his pulsating dick as he forewarned, "Princess, I'm gonna cum. Daddy's going to coat your sweet cunt with his seed."

Bracing yourself, you endured a final series of sloppy thrusts as Dabi's grunts reverberated down your ear. Rising on your tiptoes, you attempted to accommodate the force emanating from his groin. "Cumming, cumming, fuck," Dabi aggressively grunted, and came deep inside of you, his warm, thick semen spurting from the slit of his tip, painting your spongy walls until they were all adorned in a coating of white.

After withdrawing, Dabi took a moment to appreciate his job, observing the mix of his cum and your juices as they dribbled from your well-used hole.

Depleted and breathless, you whimpered, "I need to drink something, my mouth's dry, Dabi…"

"I'll get you water," he responded casually, extracting panties from his back pocket to once again clean himself off. "You were such a filthy whore, doll. Just the way I like ya the most," he added, punctuating his words with a playful spank that made you yelp as he seemingly heated up his palm, leaving a vivid red mark on your ass cheek. "Get fucking dressed now, we only have an hour to get back home and get ready for that fucking party."

Dabi gathered a few bras and panties before leaving you in the changing room.

As you slid your knickers back on, you smeared the cream of your mixed fluids between your puffy cunt lips. You bit down on your knuckle to stifle a reaction to coldness brought forth by the slick wetness.

You haven't cum so hard such in a good two days, you thought to yourself.

Once dressed, you exited the fitting room only to spot Dabi at the checkout, purchasing every item you had tried on. A self-satisfied grin played on your lips, met with a nod from him. Ah, you already had a plan in mind for how you'd repay him.

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[tired-teacher-blog]

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

Masterlist|Second Masterlist

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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[httpdabi]

Ecstasy

Genre: Smut, best friends (of course lol)

Summary: Your best friend is local bend‘s guitarists, subtly showing you on the stage that the two of you should fuck.

Word count: 4.1k

Warnings: 18+ ( minors DNI!!!!!!), creampie, unprotected, praising, little bit choking, MASK KINK!!!, semi public. Dom!Dabi

Saw a video of a Ghost member doing crazy shit on the stage and had to write this 🥲

,, Yeah, I know, I didn’t forget to pick it up mom‘‘ you muttered, nodding your head like your mother could see you. Placing the phone a bit away from your ear, you hoped that she‘ll be done with the nagging soon, so you could finally move on with your day. Doesn’t matter how many times you already told her that you didn‘t forget about the package she sent, she still had something to say.

,, You know, next time just pay a bit more so you can follow the location of the package. You and your trust issues, I swear‘‘ You sighed, before the convo was done.

Thankfully.

Putting your phone inside your pocket, you slowly made your way home, dragging your feet lazily across the wett sidewalk. After the overheated days that hit your city, you found yourself missing the rain. Since you were already out, you decided to go buy some grocery’s, since you didn’t have much time to buy anything these days.

After all, you needed some snacks too for the movie you were planing to watch. Cheetos, nachos and so on. Anything is fine.

Once the sun was completely gone, you made yourself a hot cocoa, and cuddled yourself in your favourite blanket before you found the new Orphan movie.

The first part was one of your favourite movies, so you were really hoping that the new one won‘t disappoint you, and so far it was good in your opinion. You were more then curious about stuff that was going on. Snacking on the chips as you waited excitedly for the next thing to happen.

Just when you found out about the plot twist, a loud sound of the doorbell echoed in your apartment. Pausing the movie, you made your way toward the door. There was no need for you to ask who it was, since only one person would pay you a visit without any announcements.

,, Hi doll‘‘your best friend greeted you, hood covering his white hair. Only a smirk formed on his face visible to you. Inviting himself in, Touya took your place on the couch. Placing his hands above his head, he raised his brow at the paused scene on your Television.

,, Of course you’re watching this shit alone‘‘ he chuckled, making some space on the couch for you as he invited you into his embrace.

There was nothing that you loved more than spending time with your best friend. Watching movies with him or just simply being with him. Times like that made you calm, and simply happy.

,, Want me to start from the beginning ?‘‘ You asked, making yourself comfortable.

,, Nah, I‘ll catch up‘‘ he answered, caressing the back of your neck slowly.

The focus you once had was long gone, since he was caressing you the whole time. Not that you were complaining, you loved it and Touya is the only person willing to do it.

,, You asleep doll?‘‘ Touya asked, as he turned the Television off. Shaking your head slowly, you hummed a small no.

,, Are you coming tomorrow to the Tamaris? We‘ll be playing some new covers‘‘ Touya said quietly, like he was scared to wake you up, even tho you were already awake.

,, Which covers ?‘‘ you asked back, burying your face into his chest as he played with your hair.

,, Tek it, Cigarette Daydreams, Sex drugs etc, and so on‘‘ he said quietly, not stopping his movements. Sometimes you asked yourself how the fuck doesn’t he get tired.

,, Of course I‘m coming‘‘ you whispered, closing your eyes as you inhaled the scent of his perfume. ,, Wouldn‘t miss it for anything‘‘ you added.

,, That’s my good girl‘‘ Touya said, smile forming on his lips.

In short time your eyes started to feel heavy, giving you a sign it was time to drift into the sleep. Even tho your bed didn’t have much space for two people, the two of you fit in perfectly fine, and having him so close to you, you knew that you‘ll sleep just fine.

,, What are you going to wear tonight ?‘‘ Nejire asked, playing with the ice inside the glass., before she took the sip of her coffee.

,, I have no idea, gotta see what’s hiding inside my closet‘‘ you answered, rubbing your eyes slowly. You loved how Nejire gets so excited every time Ecstasy is performing. Actually, lots of people were like that.

You understand why, it was something interesting happening for once in a while. Most of the people, or better to say girls, were coming to see the masked band, curious who‘s hiding behind the almost spooky masks. You didn‘t blame them at all tho, you would feel the same probably, but you already knew who the lead guitarist is.

How couldn‘t you know ? That guitarists shares with you all the songs they prepare. Touya didn‘t and couldn‘t hide that from you even if he wanted. Well what else could he even tell you once you found various Ghostface masks inside his room. Original one, silver one, red one with horns and what not.

,, I can‘t wait to see Myers one beating those drums‘‘ Nejire smiled. You were thinking about asking Touya who that is, but how could you explain to her how you found out ? The band was extremely popular in the city, and you were sure, if Nejire found out, everyone else will.

You love her, you really do, but she loves to talk.

Looking at the mirror, you heard Nejire humming some melody in your living room as you did your makeup. You weren’t sure if you got nervous because you‘ll see Touya on the stage, or because of the fact that rest of the club will probably simp for your best friend.

It took you some time to find something to wear. Unsure, you took the white oversized button up shirt, which was big enough to make it look like a dress on you. You put your golden earrings, before you wore your dr martens boots.

The fit was really simple, but you felt good in it, and Nejire‘s compliments helped you boost up your confidence. She also looked good, as always. Her hair was up, showing her pretty face perfectly.

Since the club was near your apartment, the two of you decided to take a walk instead of driving. That way both of you could drink a bit if you decide to.

,, Oh my god, look at Yui there.‘‘ Nejire mumbled, hitting you with her elbow lightly. Your eyes widened once you saw what that girl wore.

Both you and Nejire weren‘t really the type to put someone down or even laug, but Yui was the only exception since she did much worse things to Nejire in the past.

,, She looks awful‘‘ Nejire commented.

,, Yeah, worse then usual‘‘ You tried not to make a face, as the two of you made your way inside the club ignoring Yui and some other guy kissing.

,, Is he trying to swallow her ?‘‘ you whispered to Nejire, making her laugh.

It took you few minutes to find Keigo and Mirio. Of course they got the table super near the stage, Keigo would never settle for less.

The 4 of you started drinking before the rest of your friends arrived. It wasn‘t a plan to drink so much, but Malibu with cherry juice was your weakness. The taste was perfect in your opinion, and it was hard to stop once you start with it.

Keigo was telling you something, which was hard to hear since the music was loud, but you just kept nodding your head as you completely understood him. Deciding to ignore him for a bit, since you felt your phone buzz inside your pocket.

From D4B1: having fun ?

You were about to answer the short message, but another one popped up. A photo of him, wearing all black and his Ghostface mask.

To D4B1: you‘re looking way too hot

You texted fast, not thinking twice.

To D4B1: don‘t make me too jealous, yeah?

Once again Keigo was yelling about something, forcing you to put the phone away and enjoy the night with them. And you did exactly what he wanted since Ecstasy appeared on the stage anyway.

Four of them, Myers on the drums, Jason holding the mic, Ghostface nodding his head as his friend was greeting everyone and Leatherface preparing his guitar.

It didn‘t take them too long to start with the music, and the moment they did , everyone started going crazy. It felt like they had a literal fanbase in the club.

Song after song, and drink after drink you decided to sit and rest from all the dancing. Taking your time to pay attention to your best friend.

You couldn‘t help but smile as you saw him interact with the public in his own way, making the girls scream and put their hands up in hope they‘ll be the one to get his plectrum. Not even realising, the smile you had on your face was long gone.

he never gave it to anyone, yet just the thought of it upset you.

Shaking your head a bit, you noticed that he was facing you. Waving his hand a little at you.

You weren‘t sure how to react. Wave back? Nod your head ? Taking your drink, you gave him a small nod before you took a sip, eyes still on him.

Touya pointed at himself, giving you the same nod. Tilting your head, you almost got confused for a second. Pointing his finger at you, he nodded again. Slowly tilting his head to the left, he pointed at you again, as he relaxed his hand a bit, before he pushed his middle finger up. Moving up and down repeatedly, copying the literal act of fingering someone.

Blush was spreading across your face, as you looked around to see if some of your friends noticed that the Ghostface was paying you little too much attention. You could feel his eyes burning on your skin through that mask, making you look at him again. And without stopping his dirty movement, he just nodded his head again, before he started playing the instrument again.

What the actual fuck.

Billion small questions were inside your mind.

You always had those small feelings for Touya, but yet you always suppressed them for the shake of your friendship.

Well at that moment, all those feelings were exploding like a fireworks inside of you.

Since Keigo ordered you a new drink, you decided to finish the one in your hand. You could feel Keigo‘s arm around your shoulder, but your eyes couldn‘t leave Touya.

The way he was moving there, everything about him was suddenly unbearably attractive. Like he could sense your eyes on him, Touya made his way toward the part where your table was.

Banding down a little, his mask was facing you once again. Not giving a shit that your friends were around, hyping him up. Nodding again, he placed his left arm behind his back. His right hand was on the strings, moving his hand as he was playing it. You weren‘t sure if your friends were too drunk to notice, but he was moving his hand extremely fast, only his middle finger touching the strings of his guitar.

Once you realised that once again he had something else in his mind, imitating the way of rubbing a clit, your eyes widened. And once he was sure you understood him, he nodded his head again, not stopping his movement at all.

The blush spread over your face faster than ever, and you found yourself thankful for the decision to drink, since your friends won’t question the redness covering your face.

After that interaction with Touya, your friends simply continued with the night and the crazy party, yet you were stuck in the moment, not being able to push the image of masked Touya and what he did at the stage.

It took you at least an hour to come to yourself, you drank few more drinks as you enjoyed the night with your friends. Of course that didn’t mean that Touya was done there. Nope, he was coming back every now and then, interacting with you in any way he could.

and once they were done, at your surprise he came to you and gave you his plectrum. A huge smile formed on your face when you took it from his gloved hand.

Nejire started jumping around excitedly before she gave you another drink. You could feel the stares of all the jealous girls, yet you didn’t mind it at all.

Even tho the band left the stage, the club was still full. The night just started and the atmosphere was too good just to leave.

The moment you felt your phone buzzing, you grabbed it immediately, knowing very well that its Touya who’s texting you.

From D4B1: ,, Got a cigarette for me doll ?‘‘

To D4B1: ,, Of course, but I‘m not sure how to give it to you tho ?‘‘

From D4B1: ,, Come to the stars in the hallway, near the toilets. I’ll wait for you upstairs.‘‘

After that message, you told Nejire how you‘ll go smoke one, hoping none of your friends will try to tag along. Being a good friend, she asked if she should come with you, but she didn’t push it once you said you’ll be fine and how you’ll come back fast.

You weren’t sure how to act, maybe it was because of all the alcohol in your system, but you felt like you were so suspicious to everyone. Looking around, you made your way upstairs.

Once you reached the middle, you jumped a bit once you saw Touya standing there with his mask on, laughing slightly at your reaction. Grabbing your wrist, he pushed you closer to him, placing his arms around your hips.

Not thinking twice, you placed your hands around his neck, smiling like you were high.

,, It was so gooooood‘‘ you said, almost screaming, hoping he can hear since the music was super loud.

,, Did you like it ?‘‘ Touya asked, rubbing your hips slowly. The moment he asked u that, you had a flashbacks of him abusing his guitar.

,, Yes, the atmosphere was really nice‘‘ you said acting dumb, not realising that the blush on your cheeks was selling you off.

,, So my girl liked the performance ?‘‘ he asked again, moving his hands to your butt slowly. His face was too close to yours, only mask being between the two of you. And even tho he still had a mask on, you could smell his breath, mix of cigarettes, alcohol and a mint gum.

Not being able to answer, you slowly nodded your head. Instead of saying anything, Touya took your hand, leading you upstairs towards the balcony, which you assumed was private one since no one was there.

In fact, the whole first floor was empty.

The moment he stepped inside some room, he took his mask off and threw it on the bed, before he opened the balcony. Stepping outside and sitting down on the bench as he took a deep breath of fresh air. Tilting his head toward your direction, he smiled when you gave him a cigarette.

The two of you enjoyed each other’s company. Listening to the loud music and screams, you finished smoking there.

,, Come here‘‘ Touya commanded, tapping on his lap. It wasn‘t a first time you sat on his lap, so without thinking much about it you did as he told you.

,, So, did you like it ?‘‘ Touya asked again, face way too close to your own.

,, I told you, it was amazing‘‘ you said fast, hoping he will buy your shit.

,, Don‘t act all dumb doll‘‘ he smirked, rubbing small circles under your dress. It was almost funny to you how a simple touch and few words could make you so lost. Almost hilarious how you’re the person who can always speak up their mind, yet sitting on your best friends lap, his hands holding your waist as he is looking down on you made you the most quiet person ever.

It took him all of his power to control himself. You were simply too cute, sitting there all lost, not expecting him to mention the silly act he did back on the stage. Instead of giving you some time to answer him, he placed his hands on your face, pulling you closer a bit.

He did give you a second there to pull back, smile forming on his face as you closed your eyes, waiting for him to make a move. And that was really enough for him, pulling your face foreword and connecting your lips together.

Two pecks were all that happened, before the kiss turned into a french one.

Touya grabbed your waist, standing up with you in his hands. The kiss was hella messy, yet it was so beautiful. His hands sink on your ass, squeezing it sharply as he made his way back to the room that was connected with the balcony.

,, Doll, I hope you want this as much as i do‘‘ Touya breathe out, managing to say it in between the kisses.

,, I want it more than you do‘‘ You half said half whispered. That was all he wanted to hear, even more. Sitting down on the bed, his hands squeezed your ass again, the left hand rising slightly to slap down. To say it didn‘t hurt would be a lie, but it was more as an unexpected pain.

There was something so inherently erotic about the way he held you and looked at you, about the way his fingers soothed circles into the same skin he slapped few seconds ago.

Hiding your face into his neck, you had the sudden urge to kiss him just below his earlobe, to swipe his white ear to the side and place your lips against his throat. And you do so, licking his soft skin temptingly. Groaning loudly, Touya switched the position, forcing you to lay down on the bed.

His eyes were scanning your face, lids half lowered as he admired how you look underneath him.

Touya took his time playing with you, rolling his tongue over your hips, snapping his teeth against your skin, biting all over again. He was working his way down exactly where you wanted him to be. One hand holding your hips, and other one playing with your underwear.

Your flesh was on fire, pulse racing so fast you were sure he could feel it through your skin. A loud moan escaped your lips as his tongue rolled against your clit. He didn‘t waste his time at all, he had to taste you.

Since you were moving too much, he wrapped his hands around your hips, working to constrict your movements, limiting your motion. You could feel his lips curling into a grin as you gave into his touch.

You were lost in his mouth, whining loudly not thinking about the fact that you were in a unfamiliar place and god knows if the door was even locked.

But how could you even think of that when your best friends tongue was doing wonders on you ?

You were too lost in the ecstasy to realise that one hand left your hips, too lost to figure out where it was going. Soon finding out when one finger slowly touches your clit, before slipping inside of you.

,, Fuck..‘‘ You moan, body jolting in surprise, jumping a bit when he thrusts yet another finger inside. Touya doesn‘t respond, too busy eating you out. The length of his fingers was like a bonus to you, flexing around your curve to hit your g spot. It didn‘t take you long until you started feeling the pulse of your orgasm growing inside you.

,, You taste so good doll‘‘ Touya‘s mouth breaks contact to tell you that, fingers still fucking against you way too fast. Your walls squeeze over his fingers, closing your eyes you placed one hand over your mouth trying to quiet yourself down as you came all over his fingers.

,, Good girl‘‘ Touya said, pulling his fingers out of you, as he played with your juices.

A small idea got inside his mind, nothing huge, but simply fun in his opinion. Watching you all breathless on the bed, he couldn’t help but smirk as he took his mask from the edge of the bed.

You were never sure what your kinks are, you never really experimented. And you never even thought about mask kink ? Just watching your best friend putting his Ghostface mask on and unzipping his pants made you twice as wet as you already were.

Touya‘s hand traced unter your dress, not bothering to get you out of it, leaving every piece of skin he touched on fire. He was touching your lips with his fingers, and without thinking much you simply opened your mouth, welcoming his fingers and sucking on them.

,, Is this what you want ?‘‘ Touya asked, giving you a chance to refuse him and go back to being friends. But who on the earth would refuse him ? Just hearing his voice, muffed because of the mask made you shiver.

You didn‘t even let him finish the question, nodding with your head almost aggressively, since you couldn‘t answer him with his fingers stuffing your mouth, almost fucking it.

,, My doll‘‘ he sighs, hidden behind the mask, while he lines himself up and finally pushes inside of you slowly. Agonisingly slowly. Hearing his muffed heavy breathing was driving you crazy, closing your eyes you enjoyed the feeling of his cock stretching you out, and simply listening to him. He didn‘t want to hurt you, pushing slowly. Not knowing that the slow pace already hurt enough, since it felt like he was stretching you out forever.

Not like you didnt like it. Somehow, it felt good. And then, you’re filled with him, cunt squeezing around his length.

Touya stays like that, masked face buried in your throat, cock twitching inside of you.

,, Touya‘‘ you moan quietly, touching the skin on his neck, one that the mask didn’t reach.

,, Jeez doll, you’re so tight‘‘ He mutters, easing himself out of you slowly, teasing. Until just the head of his cock is inside you. Once you moan, instead of saying anything, he snaps his hips, pushing back inside roughly.

Grabbing your hips, he pulls his body up, giving you a nice view of him. And there you have it. You didn‘t have a mask kink, but now you do.

Holding you still while he thrusts so hard, moving the whole bed. It was too much for you. His moans, that sounded even better under the mask, heavier. His firm hold, his hard thrusts. And just the fact that you were doing it with your best friend, it gave you the feeling like you were doing something forbidden.

It felt way too good.

Your fingernails scrabble against the wood of the bed, trying to grab onto anything to hold yourself. Even tho Touya was holding your hips, keeping you still.

,, Such a good girl‘‘ Touya pants, leaning over you until he is hitting you there deep inside.

You couldn‘t hold your moans, way too loud, not giving a fuck if anyone could hear. You clench around him again, whole body trembling while your pleasure builds.

,, Touya‘‘ you moan his name again, grabbing the mask, as give your best to remove it. And once it‘s gone, you‘re grabbing his face and pulling him to you, connecting his lips with your own.

As much as you liked the mask, it had to be gone. You had to see his face.

Your legs tremble as you gasp, eyes rolling to the back of your head as he moves his hips at one reckless speed. Smirk forming on his lips, as he moves his hand from your hip to your neck, giving you a perfect heckles.

The moment you felt the pressure around your throat, combined with his hard moves <our body accrues up and you can feel the second your body breaks beneath him, orgasm hitting you so hard you can see the whole Universum behind your eyelids.

Not sure if it was from the choking or the orgasm, but it felt good either way.

,, Good girl, you‘re taking it so well‘‘ Touya is saying when your ears stop ringing, and you‘re finally catching your breath again.

His thrusts have slowed, working you through your orgasm, waiting until the pulsing is gone. and then once again, he‘s slamming his hips against you, reaching his own high and painting your walls white.

The two of you stayed in bed just like that, in your own world as always, far away from everyone else.

The two of you made your way back to others, once Touya was done cleaning you all up, before he was stating how you should actually go back there with his cum still inside you, since everyone should know that you‘re already taken.

His property

And no one else‘s.

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[phantasmiac]

never forget that dabi is canonically a crybaby/angry crier and would 100% be clenching his butt cheeks trying to hold back the waterworks while arguing with you if his tear ducts weren’t burnt off. and that’s exactly why despite always packing a punch, his insults are nice and short. he’s gotta wrap it up and run out of there quickly before time is up and the dam breaks.

and you think he might truly be heartless when he leaves you to cry all by yourself but bro is literally somewhere having his own music video. sliding down a brick wall, gripping at his shirt, head in his hands, all while still trying to convince himself he doesn’t care. just ten times more pathetic than whatever you’re up to tbh. bc it’s easier for you to pick yourself back up once you realize he’s just gonna come back like always.

but he mastered the art of being dramatic and emotional before he even took his first steps! it doesn’t matter how many arguments you’ve had at this point; in his head, he’s experiencing doomsday for the trillionth time. after he’s done rubbing his eyes raw and furiously wiping away his snot he’ll straighten himself out and put on his most unbothered expression.

and you’ll cry again when he returns, because he hurt you and he’s an asshole for prancing back in all cool and nonchalant like nothing happened — and perhaps because you missed him, just a little. he’ll kiss your forehead and give you his little half assed apologies that you really need to stop settling for. he’ll wipe your tears away and tease you for being such a softie.

“one day you’ll be the one crying over me,” you sniffle. “then you’ll understand.”

if only you knew.

“keep dreaming baby.”

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[kelin-is-writing]

unlike what the general public says... i think that dabi is actually a very caring person, especially with and towards his beloved girlfriend.

when you two are together, walking on the sidewalk, he’s always the one who walks on the road’s side and if by chance you’re walking on that side, he would stop the two of you on your tracks, put an hand on your hip and gently move you to the inner of the sidewalk.

whenever you two are in crowded places, dabi would stand closer to you while using his arms to keep strangers and weirdos out of your personal space, then opens a path for you to get out of there while leading your figure with an hand resting on the small of your back, walking right behind you so he can have a better view of your surroundings and intercept any type of danger if it ever dares to comes your way.

ohh this one, dabi rests his hand on the small of your back a lot; when he wants to tell you something only you need to hear, when he wants to get your attention, when he wants to assure you about and with his presence, when he’s curious to see what you’re doing, when you two are shopping and you show him something you want to buy or simply when you’re standing while listening to the other members of the league talking.

he, for some reason, just feels so much reassurance in that gesture and he also hopes you feel that too (you do by the way, it’s impossible not to honestly).

whenever you’re nervous, in panic or worried about something dabi would hold your hand, intertwining your fingers and then start rubbing his thumb across your skin in soothing circle motions while looking straight into your eyes with what to other seems like an unbothered expression, but being the person closest to him you can notice all the minuscule details; his slightly furrowed eyebrows, blazing eyes that says thousand of words, lips pressed in a thin line with the corners of his mouth curved downwards, tensed jaw, vein on his scarred neck pulsing and ah... there he goes “it’s okay baby, i’m here” which means ‘nobody’s gonna touch you on my watch’ because he’s going to protect the hell out of you and burn to ashes every stupid ass piece of shit that dares to lay a finger on his woman.

when you guys are sitting down with league eating, dabi would go “slow down there princess, nobody’s chasing you” at you as he rests an hand on the back of your neck running his thumb on your nape gently, looking at you quizzically with a lifted eyebrow but still amused by all the sudden hurry into eating. you low-key remind him of a little hamster and that makes the arsonist melt every single time, he will never tell you though.

everytime you’re sick he does his best to be of aid to you. if you’re vomiting out your soul he’s gonna be there to hold up your hair and rest a reassuring hand on your back that rubs it in circles, if you’re down with a cold or the flu he would keep you warm using his quirk alongside the blanket and never let you lift a finger until you become able to stand without your legs wobbling like a newborn deer.

whenever you fall asleep somewhere that isn’t your shared bedroom, dabi would not leave your side for a second or he’s afraid something bad might happen to you when he’s not there, even when you guys are at the league’s hideouts. the moment the man sees your nodding off he sneaks an arm under your chin and resting his hand on the side of your head he gently places it on his shoulder or when you’re out like a light in kurogiri’s bar or any other hideout, dabi straight up puts your head on his lap and while the others just talk or do anything he’s there silently listening to their antics while caressing tenderly your head, run his finger through your hair or rest his hand on your arm as he watches over you.

the times when you guys are on mission, be it only the two of you or with the league, and are walking into decadent or rather small places dabi will put an hand over your head to keep you from bumping it into something or would walk ahead of you then tell you to hold his hand since it can be dangerous.

when it comes to a person he loves and cares for, i can see dabi become a little of a worry wart and always looking out for you even when it comes to the smallest of the things, that’s because he’s afraid of losing you and he doesn’t want that to happen with all his heart that many think he doesn’t have when he actually does, it just needs the right person to unlock every door of it.

#boku no hero academia #my hero academia #bnha #mha #dabi #touya todoroki #bnha fanfic #mha fanfic #dabi fanfic #touya todoroki fanfic #bnha headcanons #mha headcanons #dabi headcanons #touya todoroki headcanons #bnha fluff #mha fluff #dabi fluff #touya todoroki fluff #bnha x reader #mha x reader #dabi x reader #touya todoroki x reader #kelin 🖋 #AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH i've been thinking about this for so much time like— it had become UNBEARABLE atsp #god i'm so glad i was able to put my thoughts on it into words AND dabi haters + party poppers + narrow-minded fans DNI with this post #please and thank you 🥰 #ANYWAYS #hope you guys will like this waterfall of random thoughts that have been running on my mind like an hamster on its treadmill (??) #or whatever that's called 😋

[stxrrydreamss]

Kilonova

Pairing: Dabi x Female!Reader

Parts: Prologue, Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4

Synopsis: The league is trying to convince Bakugo to side with the league, but it backfires horribly. The heroes arrive to reclaim Bakugo, and a huge battle begins.

A/N: Happy Friday, everyone! I hope you guys enjoy this! I know there's not too much interaction between you and Dabi, but hopefully, there will be soon. 😌 I just read so many fanfics and stuff about Dabi, and I didn't necessarily like how he fell for and trusted and got to know the reader so quickly. This story will be a pretty slow burn if you haven't figured it out. ☺️ I also didn't want the reader to completely change after meeting Dabi and throw away their morals, which adds to the slow burn and makes things more realistic. Over time you should gradually spend more time with Dabi and stuff while maintaining your morals and continuing with your responsibility of supporting Shigaraki and being the League’s co-leader.

Words: Coming soon 🤠

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“It’s so strange… Why are the heroes being criticized? How they dealt with things was just a little off the mark. Is it because it’s their job to protect? Everyone makes a mistake or two. Are they supposed to be perfect? Modern-day heroes are so uptight. Don’t you think, Bakugo?” Shigaraki explains as we all turn towards the still-cuffed and restrained boy.

“Once heroes receive compensation to protect people, they aren’t heroes. That is Stain’s teaching.” Spinner adds.

“The peculiar system of transforming people’s lives into money or glory, how society sticks tight to those rules. The citizens blame the losers rather than encourage them. Our fight is to question: What is a hero? What is Justice? Is society truly just? We’ll have everyone thinking about it. We’re planning on winning. You like winning, too, right?” Shigaraki continued. “Dabi, release his restraints.” Shigaraki then commanded.

“Huh? This guy is just going to fight, you know.” Dabi explains, turning towards Shigaraki.

“It’s fine. We need to treat Bakugo equally since we’re scouting him.” Shigaraki explains. “Besides, you can tell if you’ll win if you fight in this situation, right, U.A. student.” Bakugo remained silent, still glaring at us. The room was quiet for a moment before Dabi spoke up again.

“Twice, you do it,” Dabi states, breaking the silence. I laugh a bit at the sudden statement. Nobody wanted to remove the restraints on the kid because of his violent behavior and quirk.

“What, me? No way.” Twice fought back.

“Do it.” Dabi pressed.

“Man.” Twice whined before making his way toward the boy. I turn towards Dabi.

“You know. I like you. You're a funny guy.” I quietly laugh at him. His comments were always fun, and I enjoyed hearing his voice. These feelings were ones I hadn’t felt in a long time. Not since Touya’s death. I watched Dabi smirk, and butterflies erupted from my chest. I was falling for this man, no doubt about it, but I don’t feel sure whether I want to proceed with these emotions. I don’t know if he’d return them, and being villains make everything all the more complicated.

“You’re the only person I can stand in the League,” Dabi responded. “Everyone here either aggravates me, I don’t like them, or they’ve completely lost it.” He explains while sparing a glance at Toga, who has a sadistic grin on her face.

“Nice to know,” I replied with a small smile and shifted closer to Dabi.

“I do apologize for using such forceful methods, but please understand that we are not just a non trying to commit crimes. We didn’t kidnap you by accident,” Compress apologized from across the room as Twice began to undo the restraints. I was somewhat wary as Bakugo’s face seemed unusually calm as he watched.

“Even though our situations differ, everyone here has been restricted and suffered because of people, rules, and heroes.” Tomura began as he stood up from his chair and slowly approached Bakugo, who was now rubbing at his raw wrists. “I’m sure you also-“ Tomura continues before I interrupt him upon seeing Bakugo’s dark gaze.

“Tomura! Back up.” I yell as I rush towards him and Twice. Bakugo immediately punches them Twice in the face, which results in him flying across the room. He then runs towards Tomura and me, where I flip the blade of my ring out and stab my hand. I wasn’t fast enough, though, and the explosion hit me before I could complete the wall of blood to shield us. Shielding only Shigaraki instead. I hear yelling, and my ears ring loudly in a deafeningly high pitch as I fall back, only to be caught. I look up, dazed, to see Dabi staring down at me with concerned eyes. The ringing continues as I try to understand the muffled words. I then look around the blurred room to see Shigaraki’s mask on the ground. My eyes widen. “His mask,” I mutter before losing to the lightheadedness I was feeling and losing consciousness. Succumbing to the darkness that enveloped me after.

I wake up at the sound of an explosion and loud noises, and suddenly my body is wrapped tightly by something. I shake my head and try to move to no avail. When I finally came back to it, I saw that heroes had infiltrated the hideout and said heroes had captured everyone. I begin to panic and look around. Everyone seemed fine besides Dabi, who seemed to have been knocked out by someone uponseeing the boot print across the side of his face. What a switch.

“It can't be helped.” I hear Tomura start. “We’re not the only ones here. The same goes for us. Kurogiri, bring as many as you can over!” He ordered.

“Nomu’s, I presume?” All Might replies. We all stare at Tomura and Kurogiri as nothing occurred.

“What's wrong, Kurogiri?” Tomura questions as he turns toward him.

“I'm sorry, Tomura Shigaraki. The nomu’s supposed to be at a fixed location is not there!” Kurogiri shouts.

“Huh?” Shigaraki responds.

“You are still green, Shigaraki.” All Might speaks out as he walks over to Bakugo and puts a hand on his shoulder.

“Huh?” Tomura repeats as he lifts his head to glare at All Might.

“League of Villains, you underestimated everything too much. The soul of a young man, the diligent investigations of the police, and our anger. That's enough with the childish pranks. This is the end. Tomura Shigaraki!”

I feel fear wash over me. I needed to do something, and I needed to do it now.

“All Might? This is the hero acknowledged by Stain!” Spinner yelled in fear.

“The end, you say? Don't be ridiculous. I've only just begun. Justice. Peace. I'll destroy this garbage heap that you put a lid on with many vague ideas.” Tomura grumbled as he resisted the restraints and began to stand up. “It was for that purpose that I set All Might apart, and I started gathering people to my cause.” He spoke angrily, now standing and glaring at All Moght and the other heroes. “Don't be ridiculous. This is the beginning.”

“Kurogiri!” I yell as I watch a red thread shoot toward him.

“Wait, stop!” Magne shouted. “I couldn't see! What, did you kill him?” She yelled as she thrashed in her restraints. The red thread then motioned toward Magne and began to speak.

“I played around with his insides and made him unconscious. He is not dead.” It spoke. “Ninpo: Thousand sheet pierce!” The thread yelled before the head of a man appeared beside Kurogiri. “This man was always a nuisance.” He spoke. “I'll have him sleep.”

“Didn't I say earlier that it'd be in your best interests to stay put?” Gran Torino interrupted.

“Kenji Hikiishi, Atsuhiro Sako, Shuichi Iguchi, Himiko Toga, Jin Bubaigawara, Y/N L/N, with a little information and time, the police officers work through the night to determine your true identities.” An officer spoke from outside.

“Do you understand? There's nowhere left for you to run.” Gran and Torino retorted.

“Hey, Shigaraki, can I ask where your boss is?” All Might questioned.

Shigaraki seemed lost in thought after All Might questioned him. His eyes were shot open, and he stared ahead intensely.

“I don’t think that was a good idea,” I respond.

“This is… unsatisfying,” Tomura muttered lowly.

“Don’t be ridiculous. Where is he right now?” All Might pressed.

“Go away. Disappear.” Tomura continued to mutter as his hands twitched, likely wanting to scratch at his neck as his gaze fixed on the floor.

“Hey, don’t you know he’s reliving something he doesn’t want to?” I growl at the so-called heroes. “Tomura. You need to ground yourself.” I reply gently.

“You're the girl who attacked U.A. a few years ago, right?” All Might asked as he turned toward me. “The infamous Scarlet.”

“Yeah, and what about it?” I growl in anger.

“Why did you do it?” All Might asked. “You wanted to be a hero. Why change paths?” He pressed on. I feel my palms begin to get sweaty, and my heart races a bit. I look at his piercing blue eyes before shifting my gaze to the boy beside him. His crimson eyes stared at me in shock.

“For years, everyone teased me about my quirk. They always said it was better suited for a villain, so a villain I became. I was tired of it. I uttered coldly. The League was silent, and Toga looked at me with shocked yet soft eyes. Everyone knew about the incident, but Toga was too young to have known about it. “Why does it matter why I did it? It's done and in the past now.”

“You could've been a great hero.” All Might responded.

“I hate you!” Shirataki suddenly interrupted, screaming at the top of his lungs.

Suddenly two black blobs appear beside Shigaraki, and Nomu’s begins to crawl out of them.

“Nomu’s?” The wooded hero yelled in shock.

“What is that?” Another person yells.

“Edgeshot, what about Kurogiri?” The older man yelled as he turned towards the floating head.

“He's still unconscious!” He yelled in reply, turning towards the man. “He didn't do it!” He added.

“They just keep coming!” Another yells. I soon recognize the quirk to be that of Twice’s, and I smile. “Nice going, Twice,” I mumble happily.

“Kamui Woods! Don't let them go under any circumstances!” All Might yelled as he pointed out of the hole in the wall.

“Yes, sir! He responded. A gray blob then appears in front of Bakugo.

“What the!” he yells as he struggles in All Might's grasp and tries to back away as it wraps around his mouth before moving to consume him.

“Young Bakugo!” All Might yells as he moves to save him, only to be a moment too late, and in a burst of sludge, Bakugo disappears between All Might's arms.

“No-!” All Might yelled dishearteningly.

“Endeavor, we need backup!” The man I now know as Kamui Woods yells, and I feel my blood run cold. Endeavor? Of course, he’s here too. The coldness that rushed through my body turned hot with anger.

“Tsukauchi, expand the evacuation area!” I hear Endeavor yell outside amongst the sounds of yelling and gunfire.

I watch as All Might and the older man begin fighting off the Nomu’s that had started to attack them.

“Toshinori, these guys-” The older man started.

“They shouldn't have been about to warp.” All Might concurred. “They’re dealing with this too quickly!” I watch as All Might’s head snaps toward Tomura as clouds of smoke begin to fill up the room. Suddenly my vision went dark as the sludge engulfed my body.

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[theirfirespirit]

Ours - Poly!mha Series

Chapter 1: Feisty

Word Count: 2.5k

Warnings: Cursing, nothing really.

MHA x BLACK!FEMALES

A/N: This is @cosmicspitfire re-posting these fanfictions on a different blog. I will be using this page more so for my fanfiction, short stories, etc.

Side Note: The main characters, Luna and Mycha are based off my best friend and I, so they are female based, BUT I try not add too much description of them.

Music can be heard all around. The line to the building is down the block, filled with people trying to get into the all exclusive club. As people get approved and rejected to get into the club, the line gets shorter and shorter. Mycha and I are excited as they are waiting to get into the club for my 24th birthday. 

When it gets to our turn, we show our IDs. The bouncer checks the IDs and smirks creepily.

“Well ladies, you two are gorgeous but I don’t know if I can let you in as it is pretty packed.” He says as he glances inside quickly, “I can get y’all in, but I just need you to do something for me first.” 

Mycha and I look at each other. 

“Sorry, what?” I raise my eyebrow and cross my arms. “Wanna repeat that, 'cause I didn’t hear that correctly.”

“Oh, come on. It’s just a start to your birthday and you two are the most beautiful girls I’ve seen so far.”

We roll our eyes and right before we say something else, we feel something fly past us and pin the bouncer to the wall.

“What the f-” Mycha and I turn around and see this man with messy blonde hair suavely walk by. He gets to the bouncer and smirks.

“Oops, looks like my knife slipped out of my hand.” He grabs the knife from the man’s shirt and whispers in his ear, “next time you decide to be a creep at my club, you’ll go missing, got it?”

The mysterious man dismisses the bouncer and turns to us.

“I’m sorry about that, doves. I’ll make sure he gets his punishment soon. How about I let you girls in, no charge as an apology?

Mycha and I, once again, glance at each other and do a slight nod before walking into the club with the man.

As we walk into the club, we are astounded by the beauty of it all. It was a luxury club all right. There are chandeliers hanging from the ceiling. The tables and chairs are covered in satin. The dance floor was glowing from underneath. Nothing like that from the normal clubs. Those here are dressed in almost evening gowns with jewelry glittering underneath the lights.

Mycha and I turn to face the man who saved us from that creep, and he’s gone. Excuse me, what? He was here when we walked in… Whatever, we’ll find someone else to party with. 

We walk past beautifully dressed people to reach the bar. Once we reach the marbled black bar, we saw a nicely built man with bright red hair that’s put into a man bun. He is wearing a fitted white shirt with his sleeves rolled up and some nice black dress pants that Mycha commented fit him as well. From the looks of it he definitely had some ink on his skin and has gauges in his ears. Nice, some eye candy for her, she needs it. Now, where is mine… 

The redhead flashes us both a smile. “What can I get for you two gorgeous ladies?”

“I want a Mimosa and she’ll take a Malibu Shark Bowl.” Mycha replied, keeping her eyes on him the whole time.

“Alright, I can handle that for you girls.” He turns to start making our drinks and as he does, he starts to ask questions, such as what brings you to this club?

“It’s my birthday and we wanted to splurge a little bit.”

“Well, Happy Birthday. How old are you turning?”

“You don’t ask a lady that, well at least, not on the first meeting.” I giggled.

“Alright, you got me there.” He hands each of us our drinks carefully, “Here are your drinks. It was nice meeting you two, but I got to get back to my friends before one of them gets impatient. I hope you enjoy your night. We’ll see each other soon!” He winks and before we know it, he disappears within the crowd too.

As we finish our drinks and walk onto the dance floor. T-Pain’s Up Down is playing and Mycha and I are dancing with ourselves. I feel someone watching us and I look around but it’s no use with the crowd of people on the floor.

As we dance, two drunk guys grab us by the waist. The one behind Mycha didn’t know what he was doing with his life. This man had on a striped shirt and plaid pants. At least the colors matched. Imagine not knowing you don’t mix prints. From what I can tell, the person behind me had on black leather pants and a black polo shirt. He had one hand on my hip like he was trying to arm wrestle it and dancing too rough for my liking.

The creeps started to grind on us, and we were starting to get uncomfortable. In a club, this is the norm, but it’s not what we wanted so we kindly, at first, take their hands off us, smile, and walk away. As we tried, hence the word tried, to walk away, they grabbed us right above our elbows.

“Where do you two lovely ladies think you’re going? We are just getting started.” Mix-match creep says.

“Plus, you two got us so aroused, you gotta take responsibility.” Biker wannabe slurs. 

I rolled my eyes, “Sorry, I am not taking responsibility for something I have no control of. But you know who does have control of it, you do so why do y-”

He yanks me closer to him and growls in my ear, “Watch your fucking mouth or I’ll fix that attitude of yours myself.”

Mycha’s eyes widened but she giggled. She and I shared a look, and we shrug our shoulders.

“Fine, but you got to get off the ground first.” Mycha smiles. The two looks at us with a hint of confusion in their faces. At the same time, we tug on the arms they are holding onto, causing them to stumble forward before we headbutt them with enough force that it’ll hurt us a little bit too. Before they could swing back, we grab their arms and pull them but their backs while pushing them onto the ground. 

Right as we get them on the ground, security, two attractive males from and two more show up.

“Alright, nothing to see everyone. Looks like everything is being taken care of, go back to having a good night.” The blondie with the messy hair says.

“Are you girls alright?” Firetruck hair asks us, though it looks to me he already knows the answer from the way he’s trying to bite back a smile.

“Clearly, dumbass. They aren’t the ones with our knees in their backs and their hands almost tied in a pretzel behind their backs, now, are they?” a man with ash blonde hair says with a gruff, “Whatever, just get these assholes outta my club before I do it myself. And don’t make me ask twice.” The security quickly gets the men up and out of our grasp before taking them to the door.

There’s a deep chuckle from a tall, dark-haired man beside him. “Let’s admit, it was kind of hot though, if I do say so myself.”

I roll my eyes and ignore the comment from him. I go to Mycha and check to see if she’s all right but like me, she’s not harmed.

“Look, generally that kind of shit doesn’t happen here and how they got into the club that drunk is beyond me,” says the voice that could rival that of Corpse Husband. “But let us make it up to you. Why don’t y’all come with us to the VIP area on the second floor?”

“Why? So y’all can ditch us for the third time? Sorry but n-”

“Excuse her, she’s just a sassy bitch who’s just too independent for her good. We’d love to come up there with you.” Mycha covers my mouth and smiles at them. 

She whispers in my ear, “If you don’t shut the hell up, today with be your last birthday and last day you live, got it?” I roll my eyes once more and bite her hand. “Did you just bite me?”

“You know better than to put your hand over my mouth and I’d count that more of a nibble.” I grin and turn to look at the four undeniably handsome men, not that I’d let them know that. “Yea, whatever she said. We’ll go” 

“Are you sure? I mean you co-”

“I just said we can go, don’t make me change my mind.” I interrupted the redhead and walked towards the stairs.

“She always like that?” I hear from behind me. 

“Yea, but she could get a lot worse. That’s her being nice.” Mycha shrugs and follows me.

“I like it. She’s fiery.” 

“Shut up, T.”

The six of us walk up the stairs to the second floor and the rougher blond-haired person leads us into a huge lounge area that looks over the entire club. Was it them I felt earlier looking at us? No, no way, it couldn’t have been. There is a half-circle couch that faces the balcony over the bar with two tables with four glasses on each. There is space in between those tables to walk in between as well.

 Mycha and I sit down first, near that space where the break in the tables is, just in case. Firetruck and French Fry sit next Mycha while Slenderman and Mr. Boss Man sit next to me.

Slenderman chuckles quietly and smirks.

“Got something to say, Slendie?” All I hear is Mycha groaning a bit and the three of the four men just look at me. Boss Man still looking out over the balcony.

“Luna, chill for fuck’s sake.”

“It’s fine, I can fix that problem.” he says.

Ugh, not another one! “Listen, it’s not a problem unless you’re an offended little bitch, so is that what you are?” I smile at him. Fire Red and Blondie stared at me with the most shocked look on their faces. 

The ash blond-haired person finally laughs. “Man, fucking finally called you out for your fuckboy bullshit. I like her, she’s a keeper.” His compliment does cause me to blush a bit but the look on the other man’s face: priceless.

The look on his face is like that of Windows XP shutting down. Let’s add a bit of salt around the rim, why don’t we? “What? Nothing else to say. You’re awfully quiet.” Mycha nudges me, but she’s trying not to laugh.

He finally comes to and shakes his head with a smile. Slendie gets up, walks in front of me and squats down. He gently takes my chin in his hand and makes me look in his eyes. They are gorgeous baby blues. Like sapphires or aquamarines. “Look here, little one, you do have a mouth on you, and I won’t lie and say I don’t like it 'cause I do, but eventually that will get you in trouble. You should watch it and maybe I’ll reward you.”

I just stared into his eyes like he did to me. Did he just - …  He flipped the roles, but damn, that was hot. Don’t say, don’t fucking say it. Don’t let him get to you ma’am.

“A lot have tried to ‘tame my mouth’ and clearly, it’s been unsuccessful. What makes you think you think I’ll listen to you of all people?” Everyone around us is intrigued by the nature of the conversation as they’ve caught on to the fact, I’m just testing his patience in a bit of tug of war. 

The ash blonde adds in, “Touya, I think you’ve met someone who can finally go toe to toe with you and she’s not one of us.”

Touya grins and his aura gets a bit darker as he growls low in my ear, “keep talking, love and I’ll show you exactly why I’m nothing like those wannabes and I’ll make sure everyone here realizes who is truly on top.”

Mycha, who has been drinking some of the drink one of the other two has ordered for her, chimes in. “Damn, I think it’s her who has finally met her match.”

I sneak a side eye at Mycha who winks at me. I hate you so much right now. “Match? I mean, he’s cute and so is Boss Man over there.” 

It was Touya’s turn to roll his eyes playfully. Ok, but you could roll your eyes at me any day and I’d still gawk at them. 

“Huh? Cute? Did you just call me cute?” Boss Man grunts out, “Cute is for a baby or a dog. I’m not ‘cute’.”

“Aww, are you upset you got the wrong adjective?” I giggle and look over to Mycha, who happens to now be between Fiery Red and Bird Nest. Red is holding her hand and the three of them are having their own conversation while still in tune with the little spit back I’m having with Touya and Tough Guy. I see her smile as they complement how pretty she is. Better complement her, she’s a fucking goddess!

As well all continue our banter and conversation, two bulky men come into the area and clear their throats.

“Boss, we have a problem.” one says

“It’s pretty bad.” the other adds on, as we have glass breaking and yelling from downstairs.

The four look at each other and get up.

“Sorry, doves, that we have to cut this night so short, but we have to take care of the situation,” Birdie says calmly, “you two, make sure they get out of here safely.”

The men nod and reach out their hand for us to take. Mycha and I get up and before we leave, Red kisses her hand, “I hope to see you soon, beautiful.” 

The four boys walk out of the area one way as we go the other way towards the door. I notice both are wearing earpieces. I guess they are other security

We glance at the clock hanging above the door. 2 am, it is time for us to go.

The men bring us outside and wait until there is a taxi for us to go. As we get into the taxi, one is holding his earpiece and says ‘Yes, sir.’ He then speaks to the driver, “Make sure these two girls get home safely.”

The taxi driver nods and takes us to our direct address. Once we get inside, we say goodnight to each other, head to our separate rooms, strip off our clothes and slump into our beds. Before I finally close my eyes, the last thing I see are those beautiful aquamarine eyes staring at me and a voice saying, ‘I’ll see you again soon.’ 

I fucking hope so and same for you, Bossie.

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[emotionalmessss]

Revenge

A/N: first time writing a Dabi x reader one-shot. I just couldn't help myself with this one, lol. No spoilers. Non-canon plot (ish).

Synopsis: after an incident at Endeavour's Agency, you attract the attention of a certain Villain.

Warnings: heavy non-con, humiliation, slight violence, slight blood, forced, angst, dabi is mean, yandere (kinda?), heat play, spit, choking. READ AT YOUR OWN RISK.

Word count: 8.1K

You flipped through the pages of your magazine whilst you sat slumped, and cuddled into the couch in your living room apartment. Scanning over the newest headlines and styles of hero costumes while your mind floated, absentmindedly gazing off out the windows every now and then. Fuck, they really publish just about anything, don’t they? You pondered, flipping over to the next page. 

‘Mt Lady Takes Down Villain! Hottest and Best Angles!’  

You huffed, slamming the magazine back down onto the coffee table. The people who wrote these articles were seriously fried in the head. Despite all of the good that Heroes did, there was always someone in the background; waiting patiently to exploit and publish the most taboo garbage. Your cheek rested against your palm as you rested against the arm of the couch, thinking back to the incident that led up to your very own interview. It wasn’t unheard of for rookie Heroes to have interviews, but it was a rare occurrence. And you remember it all too well. 

You sat, awkwardly perched on the plastic chair as the woman in front of you placed a recorder down, pulled out a pen and notepad, and began hammering you with questions. 

“What’s it like working as a Rookie alongside the Number One Hero?”

“Was this the costume you were wearing when the incident occurred?”

“Were you scared?” 

“Why are you working with Endeavor when your Quirk has nothing to do with flames?” 

All of the questions overwhelmed you, and you thought that you would be prepared since Endeavor briefed you prior to the interview. But as soon as the questions came pouring out of the red lipstick lined lips of the reporter - you froze. You tried to answer all of her questions as honestly as you could, but feared that she would turn and spin them on you. It was a habit of reporters to do so, and you refused to be on the next cover of some sleazy tabloid; ‘(Hero name)! Dirty secrets that saved her from the attack on Endeavor’s Agency!’ 

The thought made you gag. 

It was true, your Quirk had nothing to do with fire or anything of the sort, but Enji Todoroki had been a family friend for years, and you were childhood best friends with his daughter, Fuyumi Todoroki. Your Quirk was basic - Telekinesis. It was handy, and you were getting stronger with it everyday. It was useful in the battlefield, proving to be one of the strongest when you attended UA. 

“Did you see Shigaraki?”

“How hot were Dabi’s flames?”

When she asked you about Dabi and Shigaraki, you froze, immediately remembering what the heat of his flames felt like, and the gnawing fear of being turned to dust at any given moment. It was horrible, and you wanted nothing more than to jump off the chair and run out of the room. You knew that would solve nothing and only fidgeted slightly at her question and narrowing eyes. 

You were seated at your desk, filing paperwork from a Villian that you had caught a few days prior. Everyone spoke about the joys of being a Hero, but often neglected the tedious amount of paperwork that followed suit. Hours had passed and you were still working silently at your desk space. You hadn’t even taken your lunch break in hopes of finishing the work before Endeavor returned. 

Your fingers were starting to sting in exhaustion when you heard the first scream, it was loud and shrill; a woman. Your eyes widened and before you knew it, everyone was standing and running.  Flames of blue erupted up the walls as you watched everyone flee from the heat. You pushed yourself up from your desk and flushed, blocking your face with your free hand. Endeavor was sent out on a mission a few hours prior, meaning that he would be gone for the rest of the day. Most of the other sidekicks were with him, and you would’ve gone too if you weren’t stuck with this mountain of paperwork.  

You remember seeing your coworkers shove and scatter their way out of the building, rushing around like frightened mice. It was sad, you thought. You wanted to act, to fight, but fear kept you frozen in place as everyone disappeared. The smoke and heat of the room made it barely breathable, but you shielded your eyes from the smoke and covered your mouth with your sleeve.

The panicked footsteps soon dwindled down, everyone already fleeing down the stairs. And there you stood, frozen in place like a rock. Thinking back on it makes you feel completely useless, but fear makes you react in such strange ways. 

A large chunk of ceiling fell directly in front of you, your feet launching you out of the way before your brain realized what happened. Dust and smoke filtered into your lungs as you narrowly dodged the debris.  

You began to stagger your way towards the exit, until you saw two shadows appear in the doorway. Fuck. They grew closer with each passing moment, and you threw yourself beneath a random desk, curling yourself inwards in attempts to hide yourself. Your breathing was raspy due to all the smoke inhalation, but remained silent as the footsteps echoed.

“That fucker isn’t even here.” You heard a deep rasp, sounding like he was losing his voice. You flinched when you heard the desk creek above you, turning your head slowly to notice that someone was resting against it. Luckily, the cubicle shielded you from their presence, or else you’d be screwed. 

“The message will still be received.” You heard a second voice, which sounded much higher pitched than the first. “It’s only a matter of time before the Hero regimen is brought to their knees.” They snickered, high pitched and eerie. 

You covered your mouth, squeezing back a cough that rumbled in your chest. 

“The sooner the better.” The first voice spoke, which you now recognized as Dabi, the Blue Flame. His boots now eye level with you, with even one small move you would’ve been able to touch him. 

His unprovoked murderers made headlines a few weeks earlier, and you remember reading all about them. He burned his victims beyond recognition, turning them into a pile of bones and dust. It made you sick, and you could only keep quiet and remain still. You could only guess that the second voice belonged to Shigaraki, the leader of the League Of Villains. Fuck. You really were going to die here.      

“We need to get out of here before more show up.” Dabi said, pushing upright from the desk, his jacket swayed in your view. You figured that the Heroes would be pouring through the door at any second now, but you weren’t counting on it, nor were you eager to jump out from the desk. 

Shigaraki mumbled something in return that you didn’t quite catch, and you heard the heavy sounds of their booted feet fade off. You weren’t entirely jumping at the thought of getting caught, so you decided to wait a few moments before regrouping with everyone else. 

You let out a shaky breath, removing your hand from your dry lips. 

Your eyes opened once again, blinking a few times to remove any dust or smoke stuck in them.  But fuck, you really wished you hadn’t. There was a soft sound of crunching gravel that rang out beside you, instantly making your blood run cold. Your eyes darted to follow the sound and as soon as you lifted your gaze from the floor, you noticed a pair of bright blue eyes staring back into your frightened ones. You noticed that he smirked when he noticed your frightened expression, burnt lips carving upwards at your quivering form. Immediately, you let out a cry of surprise and skidded out from underneath the desk. 

“Well, well. Hello there, doll.” Dabi watched you from above. At this angle, he towered over you, watching you with gleaming eyes. Even though you were flat on your ass and resting against your palms, he was enormous. “Thought I wouldn’t notice ya’ down there?” He chuckled. 

You watched him with studying eyes, noting that he hadn’t made a move to grab or burn you. For some reason you expected to be killed on sight, but Dabi seemed to take interest in you. No . He was more interested in making you feel nervous - powerless even. His eyes running down your slim body, watching in excitement as you squirmed uncomfortably. You weren’t wearing your Hero uniform, which made him wonder why you hadn’t escaped like everyone else. 

He laughed to himself. Poor little girl, left to die by the Heroes.   

Finally, you broke eye contact from the charred man, trailing your eyes around him in search of an escape route. You didn’t know if he’d get bored soon and decide to light you up, but you certainly didn’t want to make any impulsive moves. It seems like Shigaraki left already, and you were thankful that you only had to deal with one League member. 

“Are you mute or somethin’?” His head tilted to the side as he scanned you over, his patchwork face pondering in thought. 

Dabi felt bored at your unresponsiveness, his smirk dropping and eyes glazing over. His hands fidgeted inside his pockets, debating on what he was going to do with you. You inched back slightly, noticing the shift in his demeanor. 

Your hands raised instinctively to cover your face, expecting to feel the flash of heat and the flesh peel off your bones. But you didn’t, instead feeling a rush of air around you. Out of fear, you must’ve activated your quirk without thinking too much, because Dabi was no longer standing in front of you. 

Your ears barely registered the sound of his strangled grunt as he collided with a half burnt desk. Not wasting any time pushing yourself up to your shaky feet, throwing yourself out of the cubicle and towards the exit. You didn’t even bother to look back at the scarred Villain, who was staggering back to his feet, letting out a frustrated growl at your sudden attack. You lunged for the door, throwing yourself out of it and down the flights of stairs. 

Dabi coughed as dust particles surrounded him, his breathing deepening with rage as he watched your frightened figure stumble out of the room. Your little surprise move pissed him off - almost as much as the realization he had that you were a Hero.   

Your head shook and you brushed off the incident that still lingered in your mind. While you were terrified, you managed to act quickly and get out safely. Endeavor praised you for this, which felt good, but you were just thankful that you didn’t turn into a pile of burnt flesh. 

“For fucks sake.” You mumbled as you picked up another magazine, seeing a picture of yourself covered in dust, outfit torn in questionable places, and your hair a mess -on the cover . 

‘(Hero Name)! Narrowly Escapes The Blue Flame!’ 

That wasn’t so bad… Maybe Endeavor threatened the poor woman into being nice. You thought, before your eyes roamed over the smaller print beneath the title. 

“Find out how (Hero Name) seduced her way out of death on page six!” 

You threw the magazine blindly behind you, letting out a long sigh. You should have known, these tabloids twisted the truth and made Heroes and Sidekicks look terrible. You couldn’t believe that people actually believed this shit. Luckily enough, no one was killed in the incident, but you knew that if the League wanted there to be casualties, there definitely would have been. You only escaped due to your quick thinking and Dabi’s lack of attention, which worked out in your favor.     

“Fucking bitch.” You grumbled, letting your head drop onto the armrest.   

You were so lost in thought that you barely heard the front door close shut, along with the soft footsteps of someone making their way inside. You didn’t move when you finally clued in, instead you called out blindly, voice muffled by the cushion of the couch.

“Really not in the mood tonight, Fuyumi!” Your voice cracked as you called out towards her, expecting her cheerful response at your dismissive tone, but all you heard was silence. The footsteps stopped, and instead of the soft voice of your best friend, you heard a short chuckle. 

“Not enjoying the Hero life, doll?” 

Letting out a surprised squeak, you jolted upright at the raspy voice, eyes widening and darting towards the rough sound. To say that it surprised you would be an understatement - it terrified you and made you freeze immediately, similar to how you were at the Agency. It frightened you even more when you watched his lazy eyes trail over your form, which was wearing nothing but a pair of PJ shorts and an ill-fitting tank top.  

Almost as if he could sense the urgency that flowed in your veins, telling you to run - he took a step closer to you, studying your reactions. So many questions ran through your brain, how did he get in? Why was he here? But you decided to refrain from hammering questions out, instead shifting your focus to distracting him like you had previously done.

“Why are you here?” You decided this was a decently safe question, turning yourself to fully face the scarred man as your eyes drifted to the front door for a brief moment. It was closed again, and if you were to try and run past him, you’d risk being fried to a crisp. If you were smart about this, then you’d be able to- 

“Go ahead and try it.” He interrupted your thoughts, pulling your attention back to his lopsided grin, which looked menacing as it tugged on his staples. “I can promise that ya’ won’t make it very far.” His hand extended, lighting up a small blue flame at the tips of his fingers. 

Dabi watched as you looked up at him: your big eyes widened, eyebrows furrowed, and full lips parted open. Fuck. He wanted to pounce on you right then and there, but decided to restrain himself. He needed to take his time with this, since his last interaction with you resulted in him being thrown off guard and flat on his ass. He didn’t even think that you had a Quirk - assuming that you were just some mousy little secretary. Until he was shot back from your cowering form, landing hard on a pile of burnt and broken desks. It surprised him, but it also pissed him off. You lingered in the back of his head for days after, which only pissed him off more. He knew that he could melt the pretty skin right off your bones, but for once, he didn’t want to. He wanted to savor this. He was prepared this time, and he wasn’t going to let you escape from him again. No. Not this time.       

The look on Dabi’s face made you squirm, itching to get away from his gaze. He lazily glanced over at his flame before closing his fist. His hand reached down and into the pocket of his oversized coat, searching for something you couldn’t see. 

You can sense the threatening turn that this was about to take, and on instinct, you pushed your hands out, trying to activate your Quirk. Anything to get him away from you. But he was quicker and stronger, even without his quirk. 

He knew that you were going to try and pull the same stunt, but unlike last time, he was prepared for it. In less than a second, Dabi launched himself forward, catching you off guard with his speed. 

“Heh. That’s not going to work this time, doll.” Dabi launched himself forward with a sound that could only be compared to a growl of a hungry animal. He grabbed your wrists with one hand, pinning them against your lap in a matter of seconds, leering over you. His one knee was sandwiched between your thighs, while his foot was still placed on the ground, using it to balance himself over you.  

You let out a sharp cry as he pulled out what looked like a syringe from his jacket. Instantly, your eyes widened and you fought in his hold, twisting and squirming. Your lungs fought for air at the sight of the needle, igniting your flight or fight response.   

“Don’t fight me. It’s a pain in the ass.” He rasped, seemingly unfazed by your weak attempts to push him off. You were no match for him, but he wanted to scare you a little, so he heated up his palms slightly, warning you to stop. 

The heat rushed from your wrists and all the way up to your cheeks, flushing you into stilling. 

“What are you doing!” You cried out.  

“Can’t have you ruining my plans with that annoying quirk of yours.” He grumbled before plunging the needle into your bicep. The pain was jolting, but the feeling of your quirk leaving your body was much worse. You had grown familiar with the constant sense of your quirk lingering in your veins, and now that it was gone, you were terrified. Was it going to come back?  

“I- What!” Your eyes met his, which had deep bag-like scars under them, held in place by makeshift staples. His eyes were bright and blue, but looked as if they never opened quite fully. Scars seemed to liter his entire body, only small portions of his actual skin poked through. He can’t handle his quirk, you thought. 

Dabi felt a shiver of pleasure run down his spine when you looked over his patch-work face, knowing immediately that the sight of him made you uncomfortable. He was used to people shriveling up in disgust at his face, it was nothing new. But this was different. He felt a sense of heat rush all over his body at your confused face, instead of the usual annoyance. 

“Enjoying the view?” He teased, shattering the silence around you two. 

You cringed back in displeasure, the smell of him overwhelming you now. Smoke and burnt flesh singing the hair in your nose.  

“What the fuck do you want from me?” You managed to calm your nerves slightly, but not by much. Dabi was still leaning over you, making you curl up against the back of the armrest. You didn’t like being caged in like this, and you most definitely didn’t like how he peered down at you.

“Your cooperation would be nice, but either way, I’m going to enjoy this.” Dabi answered your question without actually giving you a clear response. The sense of danger only amplified when you watched his lips curl upwards in a manic like smile. You were sure that his staples would have popped out if he opened his mouth any more. You could see them visibly strain, struggling to keep the healthy skin connected to the scarred tissue. 

“Is this because of what happened at the Agency?” You asked, breathlessly moving your attention from his scars to his eyes again. You didn’t want to piss him off more by staring too long at them. Dabi wasn’t an idiot. He knew you were staring at his scars, but could care less. He was used to people staring at him with disgust, and he grew numb to it.

Dabi let out a scoff. “You’re smarter than you look.” 

“Why? I was just-” 

Dabi leered closer to you, making you flinch and stop talking. “Just being an annoying brat? Thinking that you’re better than me because you’re a Hero?” He spat the word out like it disgusted him to even think, let alone speak it. 

Granted, you knew subconsciously that you were better than a murdering psychopath, but decided it would get you nowhere good if you fought that. You weren’t too keen on the idea of dying prematurely, especially by his flames or whatever else he had in store for you. 

“What was I supposed to do?” You asked, brows furrowing in annoyance. “Sit back and take it?” You regretted the words as soon as you said them, watching as Dabi smirked down at you with a borderline lustful gaze. “I didn’t want to die. My body reacted on impulse, that's it.” You quickly corrected yourself.  

You thought you could buy yourself some time by asking him questions, maybe even distracting him so that you could escape. You knew he was unhinged and wondered if there was a way to use that to your advantage.

“Why does it matter? You burned down half of the Agency and the League still made the cover of every newspaper in Japan.” You found yourself getting angry at the reminder. “You’re lucky that Endeavor wasn’t there. You would’ve been-” Your voice morphed into a scream as soon as you mentioned the Flame Hero. The sudden searing heat of his hands make your back arch up and into the Villain, chest brushing against his stapled flesh. He was barely using his quirk, but even the small amount made your skin singe. 

“You think that flaming pile of shit scares me?” Dabi sneered at you, bringing his face level to yours. You stilled when Dabi pressed himself tighter against you, his nose only inches from your own. You realized that you had either struck a nerve by mentioning Endeavor, or that he just really hated Heroes that much. You had assumed the latter, but could tell there was more to it by his reaction. Dabi’s eyes were filled with rage, but the rage wasn’t all directed at you. 

“He’s just another empty Hero that the world praises for nothing. It’s only a matter of time before he’s ripped off that pedestal.” You flinched back at his words, knowing that there was definitely some sort of vendetta between the two flame users.

As scared as you were, you still felt somewhat angered by the Villains words. Endeavor had been nothing but kind to you, seemingly taking you under his wing when you joined his Agency. It was either your pride that made you say the next words, or your own naivety. You didn’t know which one it was. 

“Endeavor is twice the man you’ll ever be.” 

You watched as Dabi’s turquoise eyes narrowed, meeting them as yours widened at his furious expression. If his flames weren’t hot enough, his stare sure was. Dabi’s eyes were blazing with fury, seemingly darkening from their usual brightness. He watched you carefully, weighing his next options. He realized that you were just as surprised at your words as he was, your eyes widening for a moment before glossing over in attempts to hide it. Cute. He could feel you quivering beneath him, fearing what he would do next. 

Despite the swell of pride you felt for a brief moment, you could quickly feel the overwhelming sense of anxiety push forward. Fuck. At this point, you didn’t really care what happened to you. All you wanted was to get away from his terrifying presence. 

Dabi let his guard down for a mere second, maybe even less, and you immediately took advantage of it. Your wrists twisted apart and out of Dabi’s grip, freeing you for a moment from his suffocating grip. Your next move was on instinct; you ball up your fist before winding it back and sending it crashing into his nose. 

Blood immediately gushed from Dabi’s nose, running down his mismatched lips and down his neck. He staggered backwards from the force of your punch, letting out a guttural growl as he wiped the sticky liquid away. 

Again, you wasted no time in throwing yourself over the back of the couch, landing on all fours and scrambling towards the front door. You pumped your shaky legs as fast as they could handle, stumbling as you ran for freedom. You were nearing the kitchen when a blast of sudden heat licked up the back of your thighs, making you shriek in agony and crumple to the hardwood. Your body sprawled out on the cool ground, which was a stark contrast to your clammy and sizzling skin.  

You glanced down at your awkwardly bent legs, seeing the skin begin to redden and sizzle. It wasn’t a fatal burn, but it was one you’d surely remember since the blisters would definitely scar. The pain was too much and you squeezed your eyes shut, sobbing as you still tried to drag yourself away. 

Dabi followed behind you, taking his time as he watched your pathetic attempts at crawling away. He wanted you to have your little moment of hope, afterall, you were going to wish that you were dead after he was done with you. 

He took his time stalking towards you, his rubber soles thudding against the flooring - purposely being slow to hammer more fear into you. He watched your body shake violently from his attack, your face contorting up in anguish as you tried to push yourself up. Dabi could feel himself getting hard as he approached your struggling form. He felt mildly proud, considering you had him in a similar position not too long ago.  

Smiling wickedly, he planted his booted foot on your back and shoved you back down to the ground. “You can’t run from me.”

Your chin met the floor with a sickening crack, eliciting another wave of pleasure down Dabi’s spine at your pained groan. Your body wavered as you felt a droplet of something wet and sticky hit your cheek, directly beneath your eyes.   

“You broke my fucking nose, doll. You’re lucky to still be breathin’ after that.” Dabi chucked, wiping the remnants of his blood from his nose. He relished in your look of disgust when his blood hit your face, seeing the humiliation build up across your pretty face. 

Shakily, you wiped his blood from your face, cringing as he stared back at you. Your teeth gritted together so hard that you thought they’d shatter if any more pressure were applied. Everything was too much; the throbbing in your legs, your quirk being suppressed, Dabi’s taunting gaze, everything. Hatred mixed with hot rage seeped into your blood, making your body vibrate with adrenaline. 

“Weak flames compared to Endeavor.” You hissed roughly, large eyes glaring up at him in spite. 

Dabi ignored the rage that traveled up his body at your words, knowing that you were doing this just to piss him off. Stupid little Hero. You were powerless, weak, and humiliated, but still fought with a sense of pride. He was going to break down that pride of yours, no matter what. He thought as he bent down, fingers lacing through your tousled hair and jerking your face towards his. If you thought pissing him off was going to save you, you were very wrong. Your words only solidified what he was about to do next. 

“Let go of me!” Dabi used your hair as leverage to get you onto your knees, pulling another shocked cry as your hands shot up to your scalp. The stinging of your thighs amplified in this position, and you awkwardly balanced to lessen the pain. 

“I think I have a better use for that mouth of yours.” Dabi’s hand jolted you forwards before releasing your scalp. You hadn’t realized how much you were relying on his grip to keep you steady, because your knees suddenly wobbled and you fell face-first into the bulge of his jeans, letting out a strangled moan as you did.  

Dabi let out a low groan at the feeling of your face pressing into the tent of his jeans. Your hands pressed into his thighs to push yourself upright as your face scrunched up in disgust at the sudden contact. Dabi shuddered while he watched you try and pull away, only to find yourself pressed into his groin again when his hands pulled you back. 

You gasped in shock, not expecting the force of his hand to smush you back into his crotch. The tip of your nose dug into his length, feeling it twitch slightly at the contact. You mewled, senses overwhelmed at the feeling. 

There was something about the way your eyes squinted and you recoiled back in disgust that drove him mad. A weak little Hero like you needed to learn your place, and what better way would you learn than at the knees of a Villain like him? He wanted to humiliate you in the worst way possible, just like you did with him. 

“Oh come on, doll. Don’t tell me a Hero slut like you never sucked cock before?” He snickered down at you. 

You scowled at him in return, peeling yourself away from his crotch to look up at him with reddening cheeks. Try as you might, you couldn’t hide the blush that stung at your pale skin. 

“Awe. You’re getting shy on me now, dollface? Where’d that spunk go?” Dabi released your hair, fiddling with his belt before pulling out his cock. It sprung out and nearly smacked you in the cheek, narrowly missing as you turned your head away. 

“Get the fuck away from me, patchwork!” You hissed, craning your neck up to look him in the eyes.

Dabi watched you with half-lidded eyes, jutting his hips outwards to smack you in the face with his cock. “I’m gonna make sure to force that attitude out of you.” The tip of his dick pressed against your lips, smearing a trail of salty precum all over. 

It was long and thick, bigger than any other you’ve seen. You didn’t want Dabi to think that you were taken back by it, so you kept your face as blank as you could in this position. Your lips pressed tightly in a thin line, refusing entrance. 

At your reluctance, Dabi tapped his foot against the ground and tilted your jaw up with a single finger. “Open up or I’ll burn you again.”

You frowned, swallowing hard before parting your lips for him. Dabi’s eyes wandered across your face, noting how good you looked with your beady eyes and mouth wide open for him.   

You didn’t have much time to think, because Dabi jerked his hips, his cock grazing against your teeth as he hit the back of your throat. 

You gagged instantly, fresh tears pooling at your lash line as you tried to relax your throat. 

“Shit.” He rasped, head tilting back at the feeling of your throat constricting around him. 

You could feel him twitch against the back of your throat, making you gag once again. The tip of your nose flat against his pubic bone, sucking in as much air as you could handle in this position. Your muffled mewls sent Dabi into a frenzy, who gave you no time to adjust before he started to buck his hips. Your hands flew up to his thighs, grounding yourself as you tried not to throw up. 

“Damn. You’re shaking around my cock, you must really be scared, huh?” Dabi rasped above you, his voice dropping a few decibels at the sight of your teary eyes. 

You choked in response, trailing your tongue along his length. He didn’t necessarily taste bad, but the lingering sweat and precum tasted salty on your buds. With your mouth stuffed completely, you couldn’t hold back the drool that spilled out and down your chin.

“That’s it. I knew there was something useful for that mouth of yours.” Dabi brushed the hair out of your eyes, side eyeing you as you groaned around him. The vibrations shot up through your throat, sending a wave of pleasure around him. 

You quickly tore your gaze away from his, focusing on the scarred skin of his stomach instead. You hated this and you would’ve bit him if you weren’t so frightened of the repercussions that would’ve certainly followed. 

Dabi watched you with lazy eyes, peering down at you with a look that could only be compared to a predator stalking its prey. With each thrust of his hips he felt your throat clench around him, wet noises mixing in sync with your terrified sobs. You were a beautiful sight, even with your mascara running down your cheeks and snot coming out of your nose. He hated to admit it, but he had to focus hard on not shooting his load down your tight little throat. 

“There’s no need to be shy.” He rasped, breathlessly before pulling himself out with a plop. A thick trail of spit connected your lips and the tip of his cock. You gulped back air and sputtered, furiously wiping your mouth with the back of your hand.

Dabi smirked as you fell back onto your ass with a hiss. He knew you were probably thinking that he would let you go now, or at least praying for it. Silly girl. He wasn’t nearly finished with you. 

He bent down to your level, stuffing himself back into his pants. You were angry and disgusted, the light in your eyes darkening when you met his gaze. The instinct to run was back again, and you were fighting against your natural nervous system's desire to flee. 

It was endearing Dabi thought, but futile. Your eyes darting to the door for a moment gave your intentions away. He made quick work to grab you before you could even blink, letting out a deep chuckle at your surprised reaction.  

His hands wrapped around your hips and hoisted you over his shoulder. You gasped at the sudden movement, laying uncomfortably across his shoulder as he moved towards what you would guess was your bedroom. 

“You got what you wanted! Leave now!” Your naivety was cute, almost entertaining in a sick sense. You knew deep down that he hadn’t gotten his fill. Villains were greedy after all and he wanted everything you had to offer.  

You bucked against him, only earning a quick slap of your thighs in response. Dabi stalked into your bedroom, opening the door and throwing you down onto the mattress. You bounced slightly and curled up into the headboard, while he peeled back his jacket and shirt at the edge of your bed. You could barely see him in the darkness, his face staples barely reflecting the moonlight that peaked through the curtains. 

“Please. Please don’t do this. I- I don’t want this.” Your lower lip quivered and you felt embarrassed to be begging him. You were supposed to be a Hero; brave and strong until the very end. But watching Dabi strip in front of you made your bravery shrivel up and shred into a million pieces. 

“That’s too bad, doll. I want this, so I’m going to take this.” Dabi grabbed ahold of your ankle, tearing you away from the headboard and flat onto your back. You kicked your other leg, trying to hit the side of his head with your heel. Dabi expected this, catching your other ankle and pinning it down. Your legs were spread open, leaving room for him to rest between.

He crawled up to your level, watching carefully as you turned your head to the side to avoid looking at his hideous face. “You’re not going anywhere this time.” He hummed, breathing into your neck as you tried to buck him off. 

His lips were rough against the soft skin of your neck, working down to nip where your neck met your shoulders. You tried to distance yourself from the moisture of his mouth, but his body kept you trapped. You bit on your lip at the feeling, which sent tingles all the way to your toes. 

“Stop. Get off!” 

Dabi’s hand traveled down to the hem of your shorts, toying with the thin material before ripping them off in a shift motion. Your panties followed suit, exposing your core to the cool air. Instead of throwing your panties on the ground with your pants, he brought the material up to his nose before sniffing. His eyes closed and he let out a deep sigh at your scent, like it was the best thing he had ever smelt. Your jaw dropped in a mix of shock and pure repulsion. You kicked and slammed your fists against his chest, but your efforts were fruitless. 

“You can fight me all you want, but I’m the only one with the real power here.” He pulled away from your neck to look into your tearful eyes, lowering himself slowly between your legs again. “Remember that the next time you parade yourself around the press.” His hands wrapped around your thighs, draping one up and over his shoulder. The cool metal of his staples skimmed across your flesh, his hands keeping you planted in place. 

“What are - no!” Your mind raced as you tried to scoot back from his head, which rested between your legs. 

Your breathing stunted as you shook your head adamantly, your palms pressed flat at your sides as you tried to resist. His hands stopped you before you got anywhere, keeping you pinned to the mattress while he dropped his head lower, watching you with slitted eyes. 

“It’s only fair that I return the favor, doll.” You were about to cry out, but quickly clamped your mouth shut when you felt his breath against your weeping cunt. The thought of accidentally moaning or gasping at his head buried against you was enough to scare you into biting your tongue. 

Dabi’s bright eyes shifted from your chest, which rose and fell quickly, and down to your cunt. His fingers dipped down to spread you further apart, blowing softly on the glistening skin. He could feel his erection press tightly against his pants, but knew that he needed to take his time. You were going to regret ever standing up from that desk at the Agency. He was going to make sure of it. 

He licked his lips, giving you no time to protest as he rubbed his nose from your little hole to your clit. Your thighs tensed around his shoulder, digging your heel into his back. He grinned, watching as your hands tangled into the sheets. Sensitive. He barely even started. 

You suddenly felt his tongue, which was unnaturally hot just like the rest of him. He lapped at your hole, gathering the slick that quickly bloomed and dragging it up and towards your clit. The wet muscle circled around a few times, hitting every sensitive spot he could find. Your hands gripped the sheets in attempts of grounding yourself, but it did little in blocking out the wet sounds that reached your ears. 

There was nothing you could do to stop him when his finger slid into you, meeting little resistance at your sopping hole. Your back arched, the sound of his tongue licking and sucking at your clit sending your brain into a frenzy. The noises were lewd and exaggerated, giving you no mind to picture yourself elsewhere. Anywhere but here. You thought.  

“Nuh!” Your hand slapped over your mouth when the moan slipped out, realizing the mistake you made immediately. 

Dabi paused to glance up at you, watching you with a crooked gaze. Your terrified pupils were blown wide, lips curling back in disgust. He continued to watch you when he curled his finger, pressing directly into that spongy spot of your walls. Another mewl rumbled in your throat and you tossed your head into the sheets. 

“Not so tough now, eh? And here I thought you’d have a little more fight in ya’, but you’re too busy soaking my face.” He cooed, which only made his voice sound even more raspy. 

He pulled his finger out slowly, savoring in the way you gushed and clamped down on it, almost like your cunt knew that it needed to be filled. He pushed it back in, curling upwards before repeating the same motions. Over and over, he twisted and pulled his fingers, pumping them in and out.  

You moaned louder this time, clenching your thighs around his head and arching your chest. The back of your mind screamed in protest, begging for the assault to stop. Your limbs felt like mush, unable to do much except squirm. 

“Right there? Is that it?” 

He repeated the movement a few more times as his mouth latched back onto your throbbing clit. Dabi could feel your resolve dwindle away with each passing stroke of his tongue, seeing your fists loosen and lips part open in pleasure. Your reactions spurred him on, knowing that you were close to cumming. 

His cock strained behind the confinements of his jeans, still rock hard from earlier. It was pure anguish, but he knew what needed to be done. He would only have to wait a little longer… Just a little. 

“Oh my.” You whimpered. 

Dabi’s tongue swirled as his finger pumped in and out of you, sending you over the edge with a final cry. Your cunt gushed over his face, taking both you and him by surprise when the clear liquid squirted out suddenly. You could feel yourself clenching down on his finger, squeezing the appendage tightly as you squealed. 

Dabi licked up everything he could, giving your clit one last flick as he lifted himself from your dripping heat. “Fuck doll, I didn’t think you’d take that so literal.” He wiped his face with his hands, smiling down at you. 

You blushed furiously as your slick ran down his cheeks and jaw. You didn’t know which was worse, the fact that you had squirted all over him or that you had never done that before. You felt rage that he forced you to orgasm, let alone from his disgusting mouth .   

Your body relented, heavy breaths leaving your cracked lips. You had been so lost in your head that you never realized Dabi lining his cock up with your hole. “No! Get off of me!” Your hands slammed into his chest, pushing against his scars. 

“Relax, waterworks.” He taunted, shooting you a singular glare before pinning your wrists above your head. 

Despite the slick that stuck against your thighs and ass, you knew that his cock was going to stretch you to the max. Your eyebrows shooting up when you felt him run it along your folds, gathering your arousal before prodding at your hole. 

“Dabi! Just give me a sec-” Your breathing hitched when he slammed into you, eyes wide and unseeing as your head flew back into the bed. Your throat let out another piercing shriek at the sudden intrusion. The sheer size of him made your insides burn up, sending a painful twist inside your gut. 

“Fuck.” He grunted. “Should’ve bent you over the desk when I first saw ya’, didn’t realize you’d be this tight.” Dabi’s eyes rolled back as he closed them, savoring the feeling of your tight, wet heat that clamped on him like a vice. 

You cringed back, shutting your eyes and grinding your teeth. 

Dabi rolled his hips, focusing on stuffing you full. You hissed, feeling his cock brush against your cervix. Despite the searing pain, your body was growing accustomed to his size. You could hear the faintest sound of your slick pussy squishing around him. 

 “Oh fuck. You’re suffocating.” Dabi bent down towards you, focusing his attack on your lips. You realized this and at the last second, turned your head away. He didn’t mind, instead focusing on peppering kisses and licks on your cheek and neck. 

Tears welled up in your eyes when you felt his tongue lick at your cheek. You twisted your body, trashing in his hold in attempts to throw him off. This barely fazed him, only making him heat up his palms to get you to still. 

“What would your Hero friends say if they saw you now, doll? Pinned under a Villain; squirming and cumming all over me?” Dabi teased, dropping his pelvis onto yours to hit deeper. 

Your jaw slacked open at the new angle. A sudden burst of pleasure traveling up your cunt and to your head. In response, your jaw dropped to let out a low-whiny moan. You wanted to scream at him, but couldn’t find the courage to speak. You felt powerless in the situation, hiccuping and moaning as he drilled into you. 

“There it is. Feels good doesn’t it?” 

“Fuck. Dabi- ” He shuddered when you moaned his name, feeling his core tighten at the soft whimpering of your voice. Your brows furrowed, desperately trying to fight the feelings that he was delivering with each stroke of his cock. 

“Shit. Look at you, doll. Such a pretty sight.” Dabi felt the weight of the world lift from his shoulders when his cock bottomed out inside you. Your tight gummy walls were sucking him in, squeezing him to a point that was almost painful. He never realized that you’d be this much of a slut; so easy and wet, begging to be taken.  

Your eyes rolled back. You were so close, and you knew that you weren’t going to last much longer. You just wanted to focus on the pleasure, not the person that was delivering it to you. He knew instantly what you were trying to do; dropping your wrists and grabbing ahold on your peaked nipple. He gave it a sharp twist, drawing out a sharp cry as he tugged on the hardened bud. 

“Stay with me.” Your hands flew to his shoulders, steadying yourself with his forceful pace. The pads of your fingers traced along his staples before quickly retreating. 

Dabi chuckled, “You can touch them, they don’t hurt.” He moved your arms back over his shoulders, planting them against the textured skin. You whined and shuddered at the feeling of his skin. Every one of your senses were at their max, so sensitive and alert.    

 “D-dabi!” You mewled like a kitten, dragging your nails down his back when his fingers began to assault your clit again.  

“Ah- would you look at that?” Dabi hovered his hand in front of your face, scissoring his index and middle finger to show you the slick that connected the two digits. 

If you weren’t so wound up in the sensation of his cock dragging up and down your walls you would’ve hit him. You only squinted at him, earning a dark chuckle that reverberated against your chest. 

The familiarity of tightness coiled back in your gut, snapping immediately when you saw him lick his fingers clean. The crudeness of his action sent your body over the edge and made you scream out. Your walls fluttered, causing him to drop his hand next to your head for support as his body twitched. 

“There you go.” He hissed. 

You were glad that your orgasm made your eyes roll back, because the look on Dabi’s face would have humiliated you more. He grinned manically, his smile stretching wide enough for him to feel his staples strain to hold the skin together. Your tongue lolling out and drool dribbling down the sides of your jaw was enough to make him peak. 

Your body continued to convulse as he painted your walls white, his cum burning your insides as he filled you. 

“Oh god.” You wanted to protest, but couldn’t. 

“Fuck!” He moaned loud, slowing his pace before pulling out. 

You twitched at the loss of contact, head tilting to rest on the bed as your arms fell from his shoulders. The feeling of his cum slipping out of your abused hole made you tingle, bringing your knees up to curl into a ball. 

“You got what you wanted, now leave.” You managed to whisper, not looking in his direction as he wiped his dick on the sheets of your bed before tucking himself back into his pants.     

His belt clicked as he tightened it back up. “What I wanted eh? Weren’t you the one who came twice? I don’t think we're even just yet, doll.” Dabi closed in on you, dropping beside you and wrapping an arm around your waist to pull your back against his chest. 

You let him guide your exhausted body into his heated one, realizing that there was no point in fighting in your current condition. “We’re just getting started.” He cooed into your ear, nose burying into your matted locks. 

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