#touya x male reader

[niki-phoria]

pairing: dabi x single dad!male!reader genre: fluff word count: 324

cw: blood mention

“dad, there’s someone at the door!” your son calls. you turn the burner down and wipe your hands before walking over to open the door. dabi stands there in his usual attire, though you notice the lack of blood on his clothes.

“hey doll.” he greets you with a quick kiss as you let him inside, locking the door behind him.

“dabi!”

“how are you, kid?” he ruffles his hair before sitting down next to the boy. on the back of the couch, your cat blinks at dabi before lazily going back to sleep. “i missed you.”

“we’re having a christmas party at my school,” your son says.

“yeah? you excited?” he eagerly nods before turning back to his video game. “dad’s making dinner.” dabi hums, standing up and walking over to the counter where you are. he wraps his arms around your waist and leans over your shoulder.

“i missed you too.” you murmur. dabi smiles, pressing a quick kiss to your shoulder. “did you shower before you came?”

“didn’t want the kid to see any of the blood.”

“tough mission?”

dabi sighs. “something like that.”

“the food will be done soon if you can wait.”

“your food is always worth it.”

you chuckle. “wow, showering and complimenting my food? what happened?” dabi shakes his head with a small smile.

“it’s just… i never wanna lose you. lose this. you both mean everything to me. i don’t know what i’d do without you.”

you pause for a minute, turning to look at dabi. the sound of the simmering food reminds you to turn the burner back up. your son’s victory cheer makes you smile. your cat yawns, shifting to lay on her back. it’s nice. it’s home. you pull dabi into a sweet kiss. his hands rest on your hips when you pull away with a small smile. “i think i like you more when you’re like this.”

“don’t get used to it.”

a/n: i need there to be more single dad aus sorry if he's kinda ooc i need more soft dabi content

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[nyaniikat]

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Your body shaking from overstimulation, you felt his cum flowing out of your ass but he kept stuffing it back in with his fingers.

"Don't tell me you're already tired now y/n~, we still have a long way to go baby~"

You felt his hand start to pump your cock as he did everything he could to milk all out of you. Telling him you could be his personal fuck toy for the night and he could go as hard as felt like with no holding back (as long as he remembers the safe word) was definitely a great idea.

Usually he would still hold back to some degree or the two of you would have quickies as he had to run around a lot for the league. This time however he could do things as long and slow or fast as he like.

A shiver went down your spine as you felt yourself release again. Dabi sits you up and placing you on his lap and making circle movements on your nipples.

"That's a good baby boy~ what a sweet bitch you are today~"

His words went straight to your dick as you felt yourself harden up again, he cackles at the sight of you getting horny just from him praising you. Lifting you up slightly he placed his dick right in you, forcing you to sit on it. Holding your legs up he fucks you in your abused hole, the cum that was stuffed in there coming out making your hole more sloppy than it already was.

Moans went right out of your mouth as you called out Dabis name in pleasure, one of his hands forced you to turn to him and with that he shoves his tongue down your throat and the free hand went right to pulling on your nipples.

Dabi felt he was close to cumming again, thrusting into you faster he kisses you harder wanting every bit of you

"Ah hann-gh baby boy you're going to be stuffed with my cum again okay? Daddy's going to make you nice and full~"

With that he released into you as you feel yourself let go as well. Heavy panting now filled the room and your eyes could barely keep itself open. Dabi held you close to him as he kissed your face with so much adoration. You were his and he was yours nothing could change that, he was one lucky guy to have someone like you by his side. Someone who was willing to hear him out, someone who would stick close to him no matter how many fights and shitty conversations you had with eachother, before he never liked it when you criticised him for thinking about certain things or doing certain thing, but now he takes that criticism and keeps it in mind after an argument you both had.

Slowly pulling you out of him, he carefully puts you in the pillow/plush fort that you made on the ground with your stolen given plushies. Cleaning up was something he didn't like to do right after sex but seeing how messy and cum filled the sheets were he had no choice.

After cleaning up and changing out the sheets (occasionally checking up on you and you were out like a light) he ran some water in the tub whilst putting boiling hot water in it as well so the two can mix into a comfortable temperature. After making sure the temp of the water was okay he walked over to you waking you up.

"Heyyy bitch~ wake up it's bath time"

"Only if you wash me and clean me up then I'll go"

"Was already thinking about doing that but maybe I won't now"

"You better not change your mind asshole"

Putting your arms up showing you want to be carried, he picked you up and placed you down in the tub and slowly went in to sit behind you. Passing him some soap and a scrub to scrub your back he starts on it immediately as you start putting shampoo in your hair, untangling the mess out. After washing yourself up you just leaned against your boyfriends chest as his hand held yours. Times like these you wish were longer and happend more often, but him being part of a big boy villain group and you making support items for anyone who wishes to buy them you both tend to not see eachother too often.

"You alright sweetheart?"

"Yeah yeah I'm fine, just thinking of how much I love you~"

"That's weird and disgusting of you to say. Don't say cheesy shit again please."

He stood up and went out of the tub, unplugging the plug before picking you up so he could dry you up with a towel.

"Hehe okay okay but seriously I wish we could just stay like this sometimes"

"I mean.. we could but that means fucking your brains out and me possibly having to leave mid way or first thing in the morning."

Seeing you dry enough, he dries himself before dragging you into bed with him

"Ugh true, how long are you able to stay tomorrow."

"I think I'll have to go back by evening so we still have some time on our hands for eachother"

"That's good, I just want you here with me right now"

Cuddling right up to him with his arms wrapped around you, the both of you just stayed in a comfortable silence and slowly fell asleep in each others arms.

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[gh0stchoir]

Happy Holidays

Dabi x male reader

Warnings: not proofread

A/n: Everyone's wearing sleep pants/ pajama pants that were opened on Christmas Eve bc that's a tradition my family does so why not incorporate it ! Reader also makes a lot of equipment for the LOV so he makes some of his gifts for everyone to help their quirks!

Also apologies how short this is

Today was a day you and all of the LOV could rest and enjoy the day. Last night you all held a party, just for the group, everyone having a good time and enjoying each others presences. You'd spent the night before, Christmas Eve, mostly joking around and telling stories with your friends. All while sticking to Dabi's side, a hand loosely on your waist or shoulders at any given time. He was a man that liked to always have his hands on you.

Toga had woken up everyone early, jittery to open up presents. She had busted into your and Dabi's room, waking the two of you up last. She knew Dabi hated when she woke him and you up, so she quickly left the room to make sure everyone else got up. Dabi huffed, pulling you close. His head hurt a bit from all the drinking of the night before. He was surprised Toga was so energetic. She had drank the most last night!

You hummed, looking at Dabi with a smile on your face. He was a pretty face, even more when he first woke up. He looked down at you, the glare and scrunched brows leaving. He kissed your forehead. "Sleep well?" He asked. You snuggled closer and nodded. "Slept like a log..not the best way to wake up though." You said with a small laugh. He let out a small snicker, agreeing. You typically woke up to him still asleep or admiring you, nothing but love in his eyes. Instead you awoken to the yelling and laughing of Toga, the girl you now knew to be like a little sister. You'd look up at Dabi to see him ready to light a nearby shoe on fire and throw it at her. Definitely not the way you wanted to wake up but you didn't mind.

You stretched out your legs and arms like a cat, letting out a yawn. Dabi watched with a grin. You stood up, cursing as the tile floor was freezing cold. You wore the black cat sleep pants you were given the night before, along with one of Dabi's shirts. You quickly went to the closet, grabbing a sweater and two pairs of fuzzy socks. You sat back down on the bed, tossing your partner a pair of socks. "Cold?" He asked, finally sitting up. You nodded. Your feet were freezing cold, and it didn't help that the floor was equally cold. Your hands were typically always cold, but now felt like ice. Dabi quickly put on his socks, waiting for you to put yours on and change into the sweater when he grabbed your hands and held them in his warm ones. Because of his quirk, he radiated a lot of heat all the time. So during the winter season it was definitely a bonus to have him around.

You smiled and kissed his cheek, looking into his eyes. "Happy Christmas, my love." You said. He smiled and kissed your knuckles. "Happy Christmas." He repeated. The two of you stayed a couple more minutes in the shared room before getting up and leaving. If you didn't leave soon then toga would have came back whining saying "it's Christmas!! Get up for presents!~"

You two made it into the main room, where everyone either sat on the floor or on the old couch. Toga clapped, giggling like a toddler. She loved this time of year! She especially loved to see everyone's reactions to what she stole for them! Twice sat next to her, mumbling to himself. Spinner was on the other side of the floor next to the couch, curiously looking over his pile of presents infront of him. Mr. Compress was sitting next to him, drinking his morning tea. He'd also gotten pretty hammered the night before, passing out before anyone else. It was quite humorous. Shigaraki sat on the couch, overlooking his presents. His long hair was tied back in a little ponytail, probably done by Toga. Finally there was Kurogiri who was seated next to Tomura.

You and Dabi took your seats, you sitting next to Toga and Dabi next to Mr. Compress. Everyone was in a circle, the way you all sat every year. Everyone had a stocking on top of their present pile, full of each individuals favorite snacks and favorite drink. You had been the one to get the stockings all sorted out, and were pleased with how everyone liked their stockings. Next was presents.

It took a moment of arguing between everyone who would open the first gift. This happened every year. No one wanted to be the first one to open the first gift! There was a voting, every year it going to Tomura. Toga giggled as Tomura scowled, picking up one of the presents for him. You snickered, Dabi joining in as well. The blue haired man glared at the two of you, huffing and beginning to open the gift. You grinned happily seeing it was one of the first you gotten him. Well, you made for him. Everyone watched as Shigaraki curiously looked at the pair of gloves in his hands.

"I made them! They're designed like the artist gloves you wear, as you can tell. Although I made alterations to them. There are small pockets in them where you can store small things like say…poison shots! There's also a button right there where when you press it while wearing it, it will move itself off your hands and to your wrists so you can use your quirk!" You explained. Dabi smiled. Damn you were clever, always creating inventions for them to use. Tomura looked at you with a grin and nodded. "This will work perfectly! Thank you, these will be much better than those cheap artist gloves I have to wear." You nodded with a smile. Toga clapped. "Alright! Everyone start opening up presents!" She announced. Everyone grabbed a gift and began unwrapping it, thanking the giver. Everyone was chatting and laughing, nothing but joy in the air. It was lovely, finally a day to just relax with your family.

Everyone ended up surrounded by dozens of gifts, everyone happily showing off what they got. You leaned against Dabi, enjoying his warmth as you gushed over all of your gifts. Dabi had gotten you the most gifts, as per usual, all things you loved. You cuddled the black cat plushie he’d gotten you, it being incredibly soft and smelling just like him. “Thank you for the gifts love.” You thanked him, kissing his cheek. Dabi hummed, wrapping an arm around you and kissing you. “It’s the least I can do, and thank you as well. I don’t know what I’d do without you.” He pulled you closer. He let out a groan when Toga made a ‘ewww’ comment at you two. He flipped the bird with a playful smirk, Toga sticking out her tongue in response. Sibling bickering. You snuggled closer to Dabi, enjoying his warmth and his long arms wrapped around you. “Can we go star gazing tonight? I can give you more kisses as more gifts.” You giggle. Dabi chuckled and nodded. “If only I can as well then. I’ll give you infinite kisses.” He grinned, kissing all over your face as you laugh happily. This was home, Dabi was your home. The LOV was your home, your family.

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[6ixkio]

smoke show - my hero academia

synopsis : you get home after a long day and uhh yea

cw : suggestive wording towards the end

characters : todoroki touya

note : i don't even have nothing to say but ty for all the interaction + i hope u enjoy :)

“i’m home !” you walked into your shared apartment, it wasn’t too fancy, but the perfect thing for you and touya to call home. you turned to lock the door behind you, the clicks roughly hitting your ears, worsening your headache. a few slow steps in, nicotine hit your nostrils. an unpleasantly strong, yet delightfully familiar smell. cigarettes no doubt you knew exactly who was the cause of the smell. a few steps further, you saw those bright blue eyes gazing into your soul. you sat next to touya on the couch, a sigh leaving your mouth as your muscles were finally able to relax. you watched as the cigarette that sat in between his middle and index finger was pulled from his lips. “how’s my favorite boy ?” the words echoed in your head, smoke hitting your face, more and more pouring out as he talked. “looks like you’ve had a long day.” he chuckled but his acknowledgment gave you the okay to fully relax, just like you’ve been wanting to. you allowed your head to hit the back of the sofa, your lower body pushing itself forward towards the end of your seat. you’d been awake 20 hours and his voice was the only thing that hadn’t evoked a ringing in your ears and a throbbing in your frontal lobe. you felt a quick pat on your right leg then a heavy pressure begun weighing down your left one. touya used you to get up, only to keel down on the floor in front of you. he put his cigarette back in his mouth just to have an extra free hand. you felt your body tense up as he took his hands to your waist, resulting in a quick release. you smelt the nicotine getting stronger and stronger as he leaned towards you, taking out his cigarette once more to plant kisses on your clothed stomach. you let out another sigh as you let your arousal overtake you. “don’t worry, you’ll be okay after this.” touya inhaled his nicotine stick before quickly putting it out on the purple colored astray that sat on the edge of the table behind him. you felt as he squeezed your thighs tightly while he guided them apart. he turned to sit in between your thighs before running out of breath, blowing out smoke rings between your thighs. the room was in a shade of smoke, your eyes seeing nothing but fog while his warm hands stimulated your senses. you somehow learned to love the feeling of his stapled skin. you groaned a little as the heat that rubbed up and down your thighs got warmer and warmer, but you in no way minded. he teased you, drawing circles right below your knees while your hands moved themselves to rub his neck…. back and forth, forth and back, caressing his skin not caring that it was burnt. how do you describe the man in front of you ? perfect was a gross understatement. scars and all,, beyond perfect.

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[liliumsabyss]

I am going to make a fic using the line’s “ I promised you gold but all I can give you is silver and “I would be fine with hay” But im not sure which character I want to do so here’s a vote because my indecisive ass can’t do it!

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[35c4p15t]

Powerless (Yandere!Bully x Reader)

E.g. Katsuki Bakugo, Dabi/Touya Todoroki (BNHA), Gojo Satoru (JJK)

CW: yandere, referenced bullying, verbal abuse, pet names (doll, love, sweetheart), nonconsensual kissing and dry-humping

NSFW- MDNI

Arrogance first compelled him to approach you, entranced by your demeanor, before immaturity pushed him to insult and assault you, angered by your initial indifference towards him. Interactions thereafter snowballed as his intrigue evolved into infatuation, which soured into possessiveness, until his role in your life was that of an abusive, toxic, unpredictable bully. Despite wishing things were better, he'd play any role if it meant hogging your attention and scaring others away from you.

Cornering you was concerningly easy; even after all he'd put you through, your efforts to avoid him were pitifully easy to overcome. “Miss me, sweetheart?" Panic was written all over your face as you turned to look at him. Jolting away from him, about to run, he catches your arm, securing you next to him. Where you should be. “Where you goin', doll?" Squirming in his grip, you manage to plead, “Away from you. Please, let me go." It hurts, that you're always so desperate to get away from him. “You wound me, love," he smirks, masking his actual feelings, as usual. “I jus' wanna spend some time with my favourite person, don't you?" He tugged you closer to him, pressing his toned chest against your back, wrapping his arms around your front, dropping his head to rest on your shoulder. “I am your favourite person, right, sweetheart?" His breath tickled your ear uncomfortably, causing you to wiggle in his grasp. “Careful, love, you're gonna make me excited." You cease movement immediately, eyes brimming with tears. He notices, sighing in disappointment. “C'mon, doll, lemme take you somewhere nice, yeah?"

Confused, but powerless to resist, he forces you into his car. “P-please, I don't want to go anywhere… with you." He stares at you, overwhelmed: enraged by your disinclination, frustrated at his own distreatment of you, and desperate to keep you with him. Consequently, he shoves you into the back of his car, climbing in after you, closing the door behind him before crawling over you, distressing you as you attempted to shuffle away.

Undeterred, high on adrenaline, and too elated that you were finally beneath him to think clearly, he grabs your face- unintentionally harsh in his haste- and you whimper, immediately flailing under him in distress, becoming more frantic while he lowered his face, his nose brushing against yours as he planted his lips on yours. Frenzied, you started thrashing, prompting him to drop his body, weighing you down, and briefly lift his mouth to murmur in a husky, confident tone, “Don't bother, doll, you can't stop me." “N-no! Please, I'll go wherever you want, b-but, please don't do this!" “Oh, but you've upset me now, love. Make it up to me, yeah? Just relax, sweetheart." Returning to kissing you, smirking when you stopped writhing, instead laying limp, tears flowing down heated cheeks. His free hand snaked down your body, finding and squeezing your ass while he pushed his tongue into your mouth, and his leg forced itself between your thighs to begin grinding against you. Feeling a hardness pressing on your thigh reignited your anxiety, however, struggling under him simply pleased him, groaning hotly into your mouth. Pressing his leg harder against you, the hand holding you face in place dug warningly into your cheeks before sliding down to your chest, groping- selfishly, so hard you flinched in pain- his breathing quickening, almost heavily panting on your face, withdrawing his mouth from yours momentarily to mutter near nonsense, “You're mine, I own you, sweetheart. No-one else loves you, doll, you're nothin' without me."

Despite hearing his words numerous times since he started harassing you, it still stung. Dejected, you turned your head, unable to face your tormentor, now also molester. You felt sick. Swept up in his own pleasure, he dropped his head into the crook of your neck, mouth open, licking, kissing, biting at the sensitive skin there. His hips accelerated, hand roaming your body, grabbing, squeezing, and rubbing as he pleased, until he buried his teeth possessively into your neck, sighing through his teeth, jerking against you a few more times before he stilled, panting in your ear for a moment. Eyes screwed shut- burning from crying- and stomach aching with disgust, you felt more shame, repulsion, and powerless than ever. “Least you're not completely useless, huh, doll?"

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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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[fatkish]

I can’t get this idea out of my head so I’m gonna share it and feel free to use it. We know that Heteromorphs (people with mutant quirks) can have a very diverse appearance and abilities. Well my idea is kinda NSFW-ish, so here it is: a living armor quirk. Basically the character has a shapeshifting and transformation ability that allows them to become a living bodysuit that can protect whoever wears them. For example: if someone was wearing them, the wearer could ask the character to grow wings so they can fly. Since the character would have to be touching the skin of whoever is wearing them it can get kinda steamy.

The character is basically made up of microscopic wires and strings that weave together to make up their body. These wires can be bulletproof, fireproof and other proofs but it would depend on how healthy they are in mind, body and spirit. If they’re sick for instance, they won’t be able to hold themselves together enough to protect the wearer. The character can control each individual microscopic wire and re-weave them around the wearer’s body. The reader would of course need to eat and drink just like anybody else but their body is evolved to digest quickly and turn excess food and nutrients into energy. (So basically they don’t need to shit as much, since any excess materials they consume are quickly broken down and stored as fat or excess wire for when they take on damage and need to repair themselves)

The NSFW part and the part i can’t stop thinking about is how heroes who have the character as a sidekick would more than likely wear the character as opposed to their hero suits.

Imagine Aizawa learns about this character and decides that having them transform into a suit for him would be time saving and more practical. This would mean that Aizawa would only wear the absolute bare necessities since the character only has so much wire to work with. This also means that the character can feel every part of the wearer’s body. Which means the character can feel Aizawa’s dick and has to wrap themselves around it to support it. Now Aizawa could wear his regular suit over the character and just use them as an added layer of protection.

Or Endeavor hears about this character and decides that they would be perfect for him. We all have seen how big he is in height and musculature. This would mean the character has more space to cover making the suit thinner compared to someone like Aizawa. Now since the character has the ability to be fireproof Endeavor’s flames won’t hurt them but they can get really hot. (Imagine if endeavor had the character become a jockstrap or cup like article to help hide his bulge)

Or how about Dabi? What if he had the character act as a second layer of skin? Overtime the character would be able to build up a resistance to Dabi’s flames kind of like exposure therapy. Now Dabi basically wears them all the time since they help keep him from burning his skin.

And what about Edgeshot? With his quirk the reader would be the perfect sidekick (or should I say sidestick) literally, because the reader would be worn by him and literally be as his side.

Basically I’m a horny mess and I just want hot dudes to use me

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[dabisbratz]

ᥫ᭡ — PUSH IT FOR THE PLEASURE

dabi | touya todoroki x male reader (drabble)

w.c: 0.4k

WARNING: impact play, face-slapping, boot-humping, degradation, dirty talk, slight choking, daddy kink (title used 1 time), slight objectification

a/n: not my most confident work.. but it’s kinda hard to put all my scrambled thoughts abt this into words):<

Dabi loves boys like you, mindbroken and dumb enough to grind against his boot with shameless, pathetic excuses you call hip rolls. He loves the area of skin where thigh meets hip, the swell of your thighs pooling there with every to and fro movement, smearing your juices across the leather of his stolen platforms. He likes the obvious dynamic between the two of you, your pretty body naked and vulnerable as he remains clothed, holding onto your neck with warm palms and fingers.

Dabi loves watching your lips part, shiny and swollen from sucking his dick, like they’re meant to, small huffs of air floating around until it’s indistinguishable, mixed with the wet squelch from between your thighs. Always so smart, quick to correct him when you can, even if you both know you’re wrong. His lips split into a sick grin, staples pulling at his milky skin until it hurts, all sharp teeth and predatory gazes. You’ve always looked better like this, teary eyed and bruised.

“Do something for me, sugar. Show Daddy his favorite hole. Hold it open for me.”

Dabi loves making you hook your fingers into your mouth, fingertips pressed into the silky, smooth surface of the insides of your cheeks. He makes you pull your mouth open, tongue ejected and glistening with your drool as he stares down your throat, cooing when you blink up at him for approval.

“Maybe I should just finger your mouth. Just as wet and messy as your hole, isn’t it? Think it’ll squeeze around me too?”

Dabi loves ignoring you, opting for a harsh tap against your warm cheek. He holds you still, save for your hips, keeps your head steady so you don’t get whiplash. He starts off gentle, a large thumb caressing your cheekbone until it’s pulled away, just to return with a loud smack! and a resounding burn. You look pretty like this, his pretty boy, bracing for impact just a few seconds too late. He chuckles at your gasps, voice raspy and hushed as he rubs the attacked area.

“Aw, does it hurt? Yeah? Then why're you grinding harder?”

Dabi loves pushing you around, grabbing you by the hair to reposition your face against his bulge, pressing your face impossibly close to the protrusion, suffocating you until all you can breathe in is him. His staples catch strays of your hair, but you don’t mind, his hand reaching up to pat your head in approval. The feeling of your face, damp with tears, pressed against his clothed dick as you whine has him reeling, puffs of smoke slipping through his teeth as he sharply exhales.

“Can take—”

“Hush, boy. I know what you can take.”

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[sandiaarts]

Reblogs and comments are appreciated

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[minimallyminnie]

Pick Your Poison Please!

Sorry for being late to this dance @nian-7! Here we are!

Akito Shinonome

Ah yes, as usual your boyfriend is taking a lot longer to come.

It’s Halloween! You’re supposed to go terrorize some people around the streets! Where is he?!

You sigh and was about to go knock on his home do—

“Well hello there—.”

Heart racing with surprise and adrenaline, you spin and punch the person right in their face. Looking down you can wonder who it was until

You see your boyfriend knocked out on the floor

“Oh my god! Akito?! Great mummy outfit but what the hell!?”

“Sorry…didn’t…expect to get knocked…down…by my own significant other…”

Rolling your eyes, you help him up and he leans on you. You’re worried for a second before he leans in and kisses your cheek smugly

His costume bandages might cover half his face, save his eye but you can see the half sober expression that clearly shows him being smug

You blush and groan before hauling his ass inside the house to get a bag of ice. Scaring people can wait for a few minutes.

“I’m doing this cause I feel bad for punching you.”

“Nuh-uhh…’ou looooveeee meee~”

“…Are you sure you wanna go with me scaring people? Are you concussed?”

“Nahhh...”

Touya Aoyagi

Your soft spoken and kind hearted boyfriend got…lost. In a festival. That was at the park

Whoops?

He usually isn’t around too many people so you go look where there’s a rarely any people at the edge of the park border

Leaning your shoulder against the wall while being careful with your costume, you fish your phone out and try to call him

You flinch when you feel arms around your waist and a head on your shoulder

Turning your head, you see Touya smiling with relief as he looks at you. His deep red cape felt soft and velvety when you touched it

“Well hello there dragon boy, where have you been?”

“Mmm…I saw a kitty trying to get out here so I helped it. I ended up getting lost but I stayed here cause I knew you’d come find me.”

You laugh and nod. “Why yes I did! You’re the only person who can get lost in the park or something silly.”

The dual haired man smiled at your laugh and kissed your head

“I saw a stall game that had some keychains. Should we get ones for each other?”

“Yes! Of course!”

You both walk back to the festival.

And of course..you’re holding his gloves hand tightly. Who knows if you’ll lose him again?!

Tsukasa Tenma

Bombastic side eye

Long hair? Tsukasa? No way! You couldn’t believe it!

But in a very Tsukasaesque, he posed and told you that he indeed could

…A wig? Extensions? Tsukasa rarely wore them even in his shows

Your jaw actually drops when you see him walk out his house with THE MOST LONGEST PONYTAIL ON EARTH?!?

LIKE HUH?!

“Hahaha! Behold! It is I! Dragon Star Tsukasa Tenma! Yours truly!”

You blinked before touching his hair

It was his color and it felt so real.

But best of all? HE LOOKED SO AMAZING!!!

His horns, outfit, hair, chef’s kiss

“You look…amazing Tsukasa.”

His eyes widened and he huffed in pride and excitement

“Haha! Well, it is expected as a star like me! You look amazing as well!”

He strikes a pose and you laugh at him. He holds your hand and then the door for you before walking out

While he says he expected the compliment, you can see how his face is glowing with delight and excitement

“Let us collect as much candy as we can! I want to bring some back for our friends and pass some out next time there’s kids at our next show!”

“Can’t wait Tsukasa.” And he sees your bright grin

He can’t help but kiss you on your forehead and laugh

Rui Kamishiro

You hummed as you waited on the bench where your boyfriend told you to meet up at

Holding a basket in your hand, you waited for him as you mindlessly swiped through your phone. Ooh! A new GUMI song! Better listen to it later.

Then, a cape sheet enveloped your face and you would be shocked but Rui has done this too many times already

“If you say boo, we’re breaking up.”

“Uh…uh…surprise?”

Peeking out from the red cape you shot a smile at Rui

“Wow! Sorcerer!”

He sat besides you and showed the outfit off

You brushed your hands across the fine details as he explained how he made it

“I bought some lower quality thread to embroider this part and higher quality towards this part to make it look similar but something is off, just like a sorcerer! Confusing isn’t it my dear~?”

You nod. “Confusing but, I love it!”

He gave a grin and adjusted his glasses

Brushing strands of his hair off to the side, you’re met with a kiss to your hand

“You look quite lovely as well my dear! Tell me about your costume!”

He held your hand and stood up with you, walking and talking while going to trick or treat.

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[niki-phoria]

pairing: tattoo artist!dabi x trans male!reader genre: comfort word count: 570

tw: mentions of a self harm relapse, dysphoria

a/n: had a bad week so enjoy big brother figure dabi

the cold air stings your face as you bury your hands deeper into your pockets. the night air has never been forgiving as you rush through desolate streets.

the lights of dabi's studio are still on but the sign has been turned off. you can see him moving around behind the tainted windows.

"hey kid," dabi calls as you push the door open. you grab the keys from where they sit on the receptionist counter, locking the door behind you.

further into the shop, dabi is cleaning the chair from a previous client. you sigh, leaning back against the brick wall that separates the chair from the rest of the shop. dabi doesn't even glance at you, continuing to wipe down his setup. "you alright?"

you sigh. "i… i don't know." dabi sets the cleaning solution aside and walks over to you. he lifts your chin so you're looking up at him, contemplating for a second before pulling out some ink and vaseline.

"something happen?" you shake your head.

"no, just a bad day, i guess. i've been dysphoric lately." dabi hums, gesturing for you to sit in the chair. you do, rolling up your sleeve for him. dabi tattooing you is a common occurrence, especially to starve off a relapse, but he's always let you pick out a design first. "which one are you doing?"

"koi fish." he murmurs as he shaves your arm. you watch in silence as he presses the stencil against your skin, waiting for you to check it over before he begins tattooing.

"why a koi fish?"

dabi stays silent for a minute before he replies. "koi fish symbolize prosperity, luck, and perseverance. you seen like you could use some."

he finishes the tattoo quickly, wiping off the excess ink and blood. "you feeling better?"

"i still feel… bad. i guess. about myself."

"why don't you try one on me? keep your mind off of things."

"you want me to tattoo you?" dabi has never particularly cared about the ink covering his skin, but you didn't think it would extend to letting a completely inexperienced teenage boy put a permanent fish on him.

dabi simply shrugs. "why not?"

"okay."

you clean the chair down again before dabi sits down in it. "press the stencil down and then peel it up," he instructs. you nod, angling the design so it flows with his body. "the machine is already set and everything. don't worry too much, okay?"

"alright," you say, angling your hands so the needle hovers over his forearm.

tattooing is more difficult than you had expected. you've grown accustomed to the noise after years of watching dabi, but feeling the machine vibrating in your hand is a foreign experience. you move much slower than dabi, careful not to go too deep or too light. your neck hurts from how close you've been hunched over by the time you pull away the final time. dabi turns his arm, examining your work as you prepare the saniderm.

"not bad, kid," he reaches over to pat your head.

you bite back a smile as you help him clean up again. "thanks."

"why don't you stay here tonight? i've got a spare mattress over there."

"are you sure?" dabi simply hums. "thank you. really."

"anything for you. i'm glad you came to me."

"i am too." you murmur, following him up the stairs into the loft where he sleeps.

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[cryoutloxd]

A little Gift ,,

Giving a gift to Touya because it's his birthday :3 cw: mdni, Oral (m receiving), gn reader. reader is hinted to be a virgin. smoking. sub/dom dynamics? slight degradation: dabi calls reader a slut so yeah. nsfw under the cut!! lower case intended. sorry for typos, not proofread ;(

birthdays... it wasn't really something he believed in, or well.. wanted to be celebrated. at least for himself, he knows you like these little moments of happiness that some celebrations and holidays bring. but him personally? nah, before you he hardly memorized the dates.

but he's goddamn happy that you're here to celebrate his birthday with him.

—

"oh fuck.. you knew how to do this stuff?" his voice is raspy, more than usual as he blows smoke into the air. his eyes are closed and his head's thrown back from the amount of pleasure your mouth is bringing him. your lips are wrapped around his cock so deliciously that he's starting to wonder if you practiced with that dildo he bought for you.

while you can only hum around his thickness, you bat your eyelashes, then closing your eyes and taking his cock in as deep as you could. "s-shiiittt..~ good doll, doing so good.. trained you well, huh?" he chuckles, wrapping his fingers around the roots of your hair, pulling on it to make you choke on his dick. the noises you're making is just sooo amusing to him, he never knew you were capable of such things. "look at you, choking on my dick like a little slut.. ahh fffu-uck..~ just like that."

seeing your face ruined with your own spit and tears makes him lose his mind, wanting nothing more than to bend you over in bed and take you until both your bodies were sore and pained.

his grip on your hair tightens, his thighs shaking slightly as his other hand covers your cheeks, taking your face in his hand like a fleshlight and fucking into your throat as if his life depends on it. he groans, a deep one at that as he throws his head back again, holding you still as his cum shoots down your throat without a warning. "oh fuck! take it.. take it all ahh fffuck..!"

he pants, yanking you back by your hair and staring at your fucked up face. he laughs, stroking your cheeks as a mixture of his cum and your spit dribbles down from the corner of your lips. "shit.. that was hot." he smiles as you congratulate him for his birthday one more time, pulling you up to kiss your forehead. "a happy birthday indeed... thanks doll"

"now, face down, ass up.. i wanna see what else you can do."

thanks for reading <3 likes, comments and reblogs are appreciated!

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[6ixkio]

different than what we paid for - my hero academia

synopsis : you go to the movie theater with dabi , but the movie is definitely not what is being watched

cw : uh uh uh i'm not good at these , but nsfw , interrupted sex , third person watching lmk if i need to add

characters : todoroki touya

note : chile- all i gotta say is: phew, childe. {insert my tip creaming rn audio meme} 🤓

goth uber hottie - 11:03 am gmm, staple dick face <33

my toy, ya - 11:07 am i kinda hate you.

CAN. YOU. IMAGINE. imagine. just imagine it. oh myg oD i’m foaming at the mouth.

todoroki touya

touya has dealt with so fucking much. i mean, between his dad and being a vigilante he can take being rough and having others be rough towards him. but no, not really- with you it's much different. why be rough when you can enjoy the sensation that comes from the heat of the moment ? but slow is a death wish for someone like you and him. both of your labidos ? strong. able to last for hours, but just how long can you last when you go so slow. sure, fast feels good, but the things smooth, deep, pumps does to the butterflies in your stomach is something else.

one hand on your thigh, the other lightly gripping your throat, it was clear that the movie playing on the big screen meant nothing to the both of you. his tongue danced with yours as your breath got heavier and heavier. the sounds of his light moans filling your ears, made it much easier for the dialogue in the background to slowly mute itself. it felt like it was just the two of you. you took your hand and slowly drifted it forward, hoping to find the tent in his pants without looking down. bingo. you guided your delicate fingers to the top of his pants, pulling your other hand from his waist to the button on his jeans. both of your hands worked together to get his pants undone. you didn't even have to open your eyes to see exactly what was going on. his pretty pink tip coming out from his pants- well, almost. "excuse me, sir. t-there's other people in the theater." you didn't even realize the light shining onto your boyfriends face. your eyes slowly opened in annoyance as you turned to look at the usher in the ally. seriously ? "dude, could you fuck off ?" "yeah ! i- uh y-yes, but could you please not do that here ?" “whatever, man..” you looked towards the movie screen, not even realizing what was going on due to your lack of attentiveness. you couldn't help but think of the poor boy. he was obviously intimidated by touya, you could tell by his broken words and the way he quickly ran away after just one little warning. but did touya care ? fuck no. you looked back at touya, he was clearly pissed, but his buldge didn't go anywhere. even as he fixed his pants to redress himself. you let out a light smile as the two of you locked eyes, but your expression was quickly interrupted as he got up out of his seat, pulling you along with him by the arm. you both walked towards the top row, he pulled you to the middle seats, just two rows away from the projector. the darkness of the theater didn't aid in him pulling you every which way. he sat first, looking up at you. touya quickly gripped your hips, placing you forward facing on his lap. his hands were heavy, no way you were gonna be able to get up, not that you wanted to, though. touya gripped your cheeks together, lightly with just one hand. he pulled you in, shoving his tongue into your mouth. just as quickly, you were there, moaning into his mouth again. almost moaning in unison as you instinctively began thrusting against him. both of your cocks rubbing against each other, nothing but a few layers separating you. he fiddled his tongue, licking your piercing jewelry. it tasted so much like metal, but he couldn't help but enjoy feeling something sticking his tongue as it danced with yours. before you knew it, his hand was on your mouth as he grunted and complained about how tight you were. he's fucked you to tears so many times, how was your ass still not used to him ? he slowly thrusted up into you, just to quickly pull it all out. his unbalanced pace earned him the muffled, sharp yelp that flew out of your mouth. he'd fuck up into you for what felt like hours, but hearing the sounds behind you, it couldn't have been just a few minutes since the scene you were just paying attention to. you let out a strong moan into his palm as you felt a familiar tighten in your balls. "f-fuck, i'm gonna-" you started to muffle out a sentence into his hand, but before you knew it, a loud aggressive moan popped out of your mouth, without invitation. a milky white surprise shot onto your boyfriends all black shirt. at - seemingly- the same time you felt a liquid filling you up inside. your eyes shot open, while you looked down at the cum dripping out of your ass onto touya's cock. heat filled up in your stomach and this mess was the source of pleasure. his deep chuckle alerted your ears, making your eyes shoot up to see his mischievous grin and dark eyes looking just past you. you turned around looking at the little usher boy a few rows down with his cock in his hand. you couldn't help but smile a little looking at the flustered look on his face. he knew he had been caught- 'fucking fag.' you jokingly thought to yourself. before the moment could come to a peaceful end, you felt a sharp pain in your ass. you moaned out, so loud it's a surprise the whole theater didn't turn around. no hands on your mouth this time, you tried to suppress your groans, expressing how you felt with very heavy sighs instead as touya picked up the pace. you quickly turned your attention towards him as you bounced up and down, your cock flying in the air. you tightly grabbed the arm rest's of the seat, head thrown back and your own hand flying to your mouth, trying not to catch any extra eyes. you can’t take it anymore ? oh, you will take it. you can’t handle one more round ? yes, you can and will. the audience plus the cum leaking from your ass made him more hype than he was before. you were in for a ride - pun intended - this time, and you best believe he was gonna put on a fucking bomb-ass show.

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[yandere-kokeshi]

Congrats on the 979 followers!!! 🥳

If it would be okay I'd love to request a yandere Dabi, yandere Hawks and any other yandere you may want to add in, with a darling who either loves to sleep and refuses to leave the bed for anything if the yandere is a early riser, or if the yandere sleeps in, an early rising darling who fights to escape the bed?

Again congrats 😊

Warning: Yandere behavior and some sexual hints(?)

Authors note: Thank you!!!!! That means so much. I didn't expect to get here! Sorry if this isn't what you wanted, I had to hurry this. Feel free to request again! :DD

Dabi:

Dabi isn’t an early riser, more so forced to do so because of Shigaraki's tantrums. He absolutely hates waking up, but has to; meaning leaving you in a cold room, coming back with some takeout that may or may not be healthy.

Don’t get me wrong, Dabi absolutely loves to sleep in with you, something about waking up with his giant arms surrounding your body and the soft snores of his beloved gives nothing but butterflies in his stomach; calming his anger and hidden anxiety that he didn’t even know he had.

Buuut… that doesn’t mean he gets up on his rare days off to make you two nice, eatable breakfasts. Though, that doesn’t mean he can be an asshole waking you up at times.

At first, he’ll shak you awake, placing butterfly kisses on your face and shoulders before whispering with his deep voice: “Come’ on doll, get up. I made you your favorite.”

you decide to groan and roll over, pulling up the covers to ignore the now-blinding sun; he’ll think it’s cute at first, smiling: “I know.. Come’ on doll, get up.”

But the more you whine, the more he gets annoyed.

Finally, he’ll get more stern; ripping the covers off of you, climbing over you to rest on your stomach. “Come on, get up. I know you’re tired but your food will get cold, and no; I’m not re-heating it.”

Rarely, will he give in and let you sleep, but he likes to spend time with you when he’s not ‘working’. Though, if you do use the ‘puppy face’ and beg him to sleep him with you, he'll give in and come back to bed; laying on top of you with his head on you're chest.

Keigo Takami / Hawks:

As he’s a Pro-Hero, he’s forced to wake up pretty early and function till around 10 pm or later. Usually, when he leaves, he always pecks your face with a few kisses, maybe blowing on your face lightly to wake you up so you can eat something.

Sometimes, he will fly over to the shared apartment to hang out with you, either on his lunch break or on his rare few minutes off; if Keigo still sees you asleep… he’s the devil waking you up.

Much like above, if you decide to whine and refuse to get up; he’ll let it slide one or two times, trying to wake you up again in 5 minutes or so. If you don’t, he will blow raspberries on your belly; tickling you while whining: “You’re killing me, [Name!!!]”

If you don’t wake up, he will huff and puff while saying “Fine!” and storm into the kitchen, ordering your favorite takeout; once it’s at the house, he will take it out, go into the room and eat near you, making loud “Mm!! So good. Such a shame I don’t have a hot [Name] near me to satisfy my other needs!” — “It would be a shame if I ate it all and couldn’t share any with my darling.”

In other words, he’s baiting you to get out of bed.

Either way, he’ll annoy you awake: slightly biting your thighs, stomach and shoulders, blowing raspberries and tickling you awake. Or, he’ll whine away about how ‘he’s dying’ and ‘you need to save me’.

On rare occasions, if he does have a day off; he will let you sleep in, yes, even into the afternoon. But, 2pm is the max.

Though, if you are just too cute and refuse to get out; he will crawl back into bed with you, cover you with his wings and fall back asleep with you, maybe asking if you two can do... special work-out sessions after you two wake up.

Katsuki Bakugou / Dynamite

Much like Keigo, he also needs to get up early.

Normally, Katsuki gets up around 5am to train about an hour or more before heading to work. Rarely, does he ever wake you up, unless it's urgent. He understands that it’s pretty early in the morning and you despise getting your beauty sleep disturbed.

But, when he does have his rare day off; he likes to train, take a shower when he comes home then make you two breakfast. Usually, Katsuki will (try) to wake you up around 9am, with a nice, hot plate of home cooked breakfast and do the usual scheduled thing you two do: cuddle on the bed while watching some drama TV show.

He will wake you up much like Dabi, sure, he’ll be a bit more rougher; but still nice enough to let you wake up naturally and not have a heart attack when you see his red eyes.

“Wake up, [Name]. Made your favorite.” – “Come on. Not in the mood to play games, you’re acting like a child.”

Either if you whine and throw a pillow at him or mumble a ‘no’ and turn around to face the other way; be ready to have the covers ripped off of you, his warm hands grabbing your ankles and dragging you off the bed.

Katsuki doesn’t like wasting food, so if you decide to not want to get up, he’ll be a bit snarkier than normal and force you to get up; whether that’s shaking your shoulders, pulling the covers off of you or kissing your neck to the point it’s uncomfortable, he will make you get up.

Now, if you decide to use the famous ‘puppy face’ and try to convince him to sleep in a bit more; he’ll try to resist your pretty face but sooner or later, he’ll give in and let you sleep in for 10 minutes. Which turns out to be 30 minutes because he ended up joining you.

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❝ Just like that, baby ❞

Touya Todoroki x ftm!reader | AU, Dabi works as a body piercer, probably inaccurate description of getting pierced | nsfw, smut, p**n with some plot | sub. bttm. reader | wc: 4k

warnings: daddy kink, spit fixation (?), fingering, dacryphilia, dirty talk, praise, degradation, squirting, AFAB terminology (clit referred to as dick though)

masterlist: pt1; pt2; pt3

[ artwork is by @COooGA_ & here's the link to the piece. Please be aware that their content is very dark, do not send them any hate - viewer discretion is advised ]

"Are you shitting me?" Tomura's lips split into a Cheshire smile - his dry lips looking painful enough that it almost made Dabi feel pity. Almost. "You know I never play when it comes to making your life miserable, baby," the pale-haired man sang, cackling as Dabi reached over to swipe the iPad out of his hands. "You're a fuckin' asshole, I got plans tonight!" Dabi's seething made Tomura roll his eyes, turning the screen towards himself as he leans his hip on the counter. "You think I don't know that you're just gonna get your dick wet? The Boy Toy Club again? Really?" those deep magenta-coloured eyes nearly turn into nothing but a speck of red on white as Tomura continues his cackling. Sighing, he runs his hands down his face while he settles on the couch of their parlour's waiting room. Dabi picks at his ripped jeans, inked hands adorned with silver rings curl into fists as his jaw clenches, but Dabi groans as he tosses his head back. "How?" his curt tone makes Tomura damn near giggle. "Toga, she said you dropped the club's condom while taking out your phone." Of course that little fart-face told on him. Dabi couldn't even find himself to be pissed as he runs his hair through his hair, worsening its dishevelled state. "At least I'm not some loser who games his weekends away playing some virgin ass video game and has e-sex -" "Hello?" Both of their heads turn to the door where Dabi's customer stood. You shifted your weight around as they blinked owlishly at the sight of you. "Hey," Dabi gruffs out which earns a cocked brow from yourself. "The fu - I thought I told Spinner to replace the batteries to the sensor" Tomura mutters though he abandons the thought as he comes out of the U-shaped glass counters and motions for Dabi to get off his ass with a glare. You were beginning to doubt your friend's recommendation of this place. They'd been raving and praising the place, as if the Greek Gods had come down themselves to tattoo and pierce mere mortals. The sight before you was anything but...the two men before you were openly sneering at each other as the dark-haired one snatches the iPad from his coworker's hands. "I made an appointment at 9 PM and your Instagram says you're opened until 10 PM...?" The door closes behind you and the cool AC makes you shrug your jacket over your shoulders. The interior of the store was simplistic and with the smell of paint still lingering you figured they must've just upgraded it. The floors were glossy concrete covered with distressed Persian rugs. Like the glass counter, the coffee tables were also glass (the overhead lights exposing every little fingerprint) and framed with steel. It was all cold-looking. Although, the splashes of tattoo designs on the walls along with the Majesty Palm in the corners of the red-bricked walls warm up the space just enough for it to feel inviting. The neon sign above the low couch - where Dabi just lifted himself off - read "Villains Hideout" which bathed the waiting area in the ever-shifting colours of white, blues, purples and pinks. It bathes the moody man in those colours as well. If it weren't for the scowl on his face or the way his jaw clenches you could have admired his tatted-up skin, the way his ruffled-up inky black hair softened his edginess up along with how nice his silver piercings shone and decorated him.

Hah, who were you kidding? The way he clicks his tongue makes heat travel to your groin. Your friends had always shaken their heads at your taste in men. You always liked the ones that looked like they hated everyone in the world though you'd sigh a wistful "except me" that just makes all your friends give concerned glances to each other. So, you drink up his exposed arms and the teasing glimpses of his torso from the opening of the sleeveless, oversized, tee he was wearing. There was some rock band's logo at the front and you tried to see what it was - that was your defence when Dabi had suddenly called out your name...for the third time. "Huh?" Tomura wasn't in the room and your ears warmed as Dabi stared at you expectantly.

"(Y/N) (M/N) (L/N), that's your name, right?" You nod frantically. He briefly eyes you but gestures to the curtain door with his chin. "The last room down the hall, Tomura's setting it up. He's the ass - the guy with the blue hair" he scrolls down the screen and then huffs in amusement. Your eyes meet. Wow, you thought, his eyes are super blue. "A tongue piercing?" his smirk makes you wonder if he's just as mean in bed as his demeanour is. The lopsided grin on your face makes him take in how you were just his type. "Why? That's too hard for you?" an upside-down grin crawls on his face as he exhales through his nose. "Go, I'll be there in a minute", it seemed as though there was something else he'd like to add at the end of that sentence. A purr of a nickname maybe. But Tomura was still in the store and Dabi, although a crude and usually impatient man, felt himself squirming in anticipation as you walked past him. Since your jacket was now snuggly around your shoulders, the cropped length gave Dabi a peek at the expanse of your back. The condoms in his back pocket seemingly warmed up as Dabi chuckled from where he stood, just as eager as he was. Guess he was getting his dick wet after all.

Tomura greets you as he's wiping down the leather seats of the black chair. You return it with a smile, leaning your shoulder against the wall as you take a quick look inside the room. "Small room" your remark makes Tomura snort, shaking his head. "It's Dabi's unofficial spot" "Dabi? That's the guy's name?" Tomura nods, electing to not tell a complete stranger - and customer - that it was his chosen name. Or tell him that Dabi was related to a VERY rich man that he estranged from for reasons unknown (despite their years-long friendship). "He's a little rough around the edges" It almost sounds like a warning to your brain. It must be considering the glance Tomura gives - as if checking your expressions closely. "But he's good at what he does and we're sorta short staffed at night" Toga and Spinner were still apprentices. He couldn't make 'em stay all night here. (Tomura could but he'd rather die than admit he has a soft spot for those weirdos). You wave away his concerns, reassuring him you don't mind. Tomura focuses on wiping the seat down but his eyes linger on the flesh of your hips that were exposed from the backless body suit you were wearing. Paired with a pair of black pants and cropped faux fur lined jacket with a pair of boots - you looked like you weren't heading home after this. He prods. "Tongue piercing's are pretty straightforward, healing is a bit of an ass though" you laugh softly, nodding. "I heard, can't eat much for a week or so, right?" "Yeah, when I got mine I also couldn't stop fuckin' drooling" You laugh with your eyes squinted in amusement. He wants to ask about your plans after, to tell you that despite alcohol being a disinfectant it wasn't a wise choice to be downing shots at a club with a fresh tongue piercing. But he hears your breath hitch and the smell of smoky cologne enters the room. Dabi stands behind you, grinning as he places one hand on the top of the doorway making you feel smaller than him. "Jesus, Tomura, how long does it take ya' to sanitize the room" The man gives him the finger and you glance at Dabi's long legs as he walks in. "I'm only doing this because of you, you ungrateful donkey" The insult catches you off-guard. You hide your chuckles by pretending to cough, clearing your throat after. Eventually, Tomura leaves. He tells Dabi something about closing the store up properly and after a few more insults between them his footsteps fade away to the staff room, then out the hallway and finally out the entrance. By the time that happens, you're already seated and your jacket draped over an empty chair. Dabi's putting on gloves, the expanse of his shoulder and back makes your hungry eyes drink him in. The mirror in front of him makes it easier for you to see his brows slightly furrowed in concentration. But it makes it harder for you to avert your eyes when his electrifyingly blue ones meet you in the reflection. "You look good" You rub at your elbows, smiling coyly as you murmur thanks. He turns, instruments laid out on some sort of cart that he simply pushes with a gentle push of his boots. Then he settles on the round chair and inches closer. Even while seated he seems to tower over you. "Headin' out?" "Nah, just met up with a friend" Dabi's eyes zero in on your collarbones. Your top was one with a halter neck showing off that beautiful saccharine canvas of (S/C) that was littered in red, pink, and purple. "Just a friend?" His tone is playful and your fingers ache from not being able to caress up those toned arms sitting mere inches from you. "...With a few benefits"

Dabi feels himself getting excited. He hands you a paper cup full of mouthwash. "Rinse for 10 seconds then just spit it back in the cup" You do as you're asked and as you begin sloshing around the bright blue liquid your thoughts wonder if those gloves would feel good as they grip your thighs. He's faced away again as he's prepping to mark your tongue. He's pretty sure he should feel ashamed for finding the way your spit connects from the rim of the cup to your lips hot but Dabi has long abandoned shame. "Sloppy little boy, aren't ya?" He watches your face to see any signs of discomfort, ready to back off if you so much as gave him a confused expression. He feels his semi-hard boner twitching as you wet your lips and give him a boyish grin, handing the cup back. "Nobody's ever complained before, they like it sloppy". "Stick your tongue out," You open your mouth, wet muscle glistening under the lights as it covers your lower lip. He dries it with a tissue, smirking as your tongue twitches at the light pressure. "Just like that, baby"

Oh fuck, your thighs are pressing together and you've no control over it. He's got your tongue in his hold, leaning over you as he attempts to find the right placement. You see him furrow his brows again, sharp planes of his face making you gulp. Closer, a feverish voice pleads in your head, get him closer. Dabi eyes your hand as it places itself on his knee. "Nervous?" You shake your head and he quirks a brow as you tug at the hole in his jeans. You motion to your lap, patting it like he was some sort of call girl. He's beginning to like you more and more. The seat creaks with your combined weight but Dabi's on your lap and he's humming as your fingers slide up the back of his thighs and his hips. His crotch is bumping against yours and your eyes goddamn flutter at the very obvious tent. You feel cool metal and Dabi won't admit it but it is easier to do his job from this angle. He adjusts himself on your lap and you reach up his shirt, he pays it no mind and the taste of bland ink blooms on your tongue making you whine in a displeased manner. "Oh can it, you brat" Dabi chuckles, "I know you want something else but bear with it". He lifts your tongue with the clamp, nodding to himself as he ensures he isn't going to pierce through any nerves. He tells you to breathe through it, not to hold your breath and you can see him moving around a bit to grab the needle. The point of the needle makes a tremor go through your hands and Dabi moves his hips making you grip him tighter. He sure knows how to distract someone - "Big breath in" There's pressure, slight but there, "Big breath out". The needle goes through with nothing but a twinge in your brows and a near-bruising grip on his hips. As you peek your eyes up at Dabi through your lashes, he stares right back with a grin full of teeth and eyes glowing in pride. "Good boy, lift your chin up" You can feel drool slip past your lips and down the cork under your tongue. Dabi brings the piercing into view and you flutter your eyes close but he's suddenly tapping your cheek with the back of his hands. "Eyes on me, pretty thing".

He would've wrapped up the process anyways (duh, you're a paying customer) but you were so obedient just following his commands like some sort of lost puppy he felt his hands getting clammy. God, he was going to enjoy wrecking you. He slides the barbell through and fixes it into place. "S'fuckin' pretty" he lets your tongue hang out as he suddenly pulls away from your lap. He walks to the mini-fridge in the corner of the room, tossing his gloves away as he pulls out a can of Asahi beer. You're perplexed but the growing wetness on your underwear makes you content in watching him. He takes a mouthful, places the can down, wears new gloves and settles on your lap again. He's tilting your head, moving you like you're some sort of doll. He leans in and though you're convinced you're the horniest you've ever been in your whole life you hope he isn't going to make out with you. He doesn't, much to your confused-disappointment. Instead, he leans in close enough for your lips to touch only to pour the beer right on your tongue and down your throat. It's a steady flow, it stings like hell but the grip on your chin makes you immobile. So you gulp it down, breathy pants escaping your mouth as you attempt to swallow everything he's giving to you. He's watching every minute detail. The glow of determination in your eyes, the flush cheeks, the sheen of sweat on your temple, the way beer and spit dribble down your chin. He finishes and Dabi leans into your ear. He envies whoever had pierced the beautifully shaped lobes and cartilages, a part of him wanting to mark you with more of his works instead. His teeth on your lobe earn him a squeeze on his ass, and his large hand slithers down to wrap around your throat. "Can't kiss ya' on the lips but I'm sure there's somewhere else you'd rather I kiss, hm?" You nod much to his chagrin. Dabi does a quick once-over on your tongue as he guides it back between your lips but when he makes a move to get his gloves off you whine. Can't really speak much now, your tongue's still tingly and you know it's going to swell soon enough. But as Ursula mentioned, don't underestimate the power of body language (and a few whiny moans). "You want these on?" You nod. "You got a fetish for PVC?" He sounds like he's mocking you so you glare as you wipe the wetness from your chin. He's off you again, laughing at your pout that disappears when your ankles are grabbed and you're sliding down until your legs are hanging off the seat and he's over you. He unbuckles his belt one-fucking-handed. Your cunts practically weeping a waterfall for him. "Show me what I wanna see, baby" he watches your fingers deftly unzip your pants, the adorable shimmy of your hips as you squeeze out of them (he assists but only after snickering like an asshole), then you unzip your bodysuit very appropriate crotch access and finally he sees his prize. "Fuck" your hips cant away as he palms your crotch "You're fucking dripping". The casual way he pushes your underwear to the side makes your heart double in speed, he's staring at your cunt like a starved man. He dips past your folds, sliding up until he reaches your little dick. "Your ‘friend’ must've done a shit job" he said "Your dick's still ready to go" he strokes it, pushing the hood down with those slicked-up gloves and it has you gasping as you arch into his touch. "Your friend should've known better than let a slut like you leave without being thoroughly satisfied or else ya' gonna end up like this, being used like a common whore"

He slips you out of your pants and removes his top. God, he is tatted up. You let your eyes take in as much detail as you can. His hands were inked with all sorts of designs - you figured he started there from how old a few designs looked. But the ones on his neck are deliciously crisp and it was an intricate piece that went all the way down his chest. You wonder what his back looks like. There were swirls of Japanese clouds motif on his shoulder - a sneak peek of the intricate traditional tattoo on his back of red, black and white dragons breathing out blue flames. He snaps you back into reality as he spreads your legs open. "Don't even need to lube you up" he slips two of his slender fingers in and you turn your head to the side, cheek squishing against the leather. His thumb's pressing circles on your dick as he curls and scissors them inside you.

"Holy shit" he guffaws "You got wetter!" He catches your leg before it lands on his chest, brushing it to the side as he curls his fingers again and your choked moan is all he needs to know he's hit that sweet spot. Dabi slips another finger, your used hole takes it with ease as it eagerly clenches around him. "You're practically sucking me in" his cock is straining against his boxers so he grabs at it, squeezing it through the material to relieve it a bit. While there, he reaches back to grab a condom and places it between his teeth. Your eyes are squeezed shut, thighs twitching as he continues the relentless abuse of that spongy bundle of nerves but in a flash, his fingers are gone and you're whimpering at the loss. Your hole clenches around nothing and you're about to throw a goddamn tantrum if Dabi dares deny you of pleasure but find yourself frozen from where you're sat. "Like what you see, pretty boy?"

What you’re seeing is his cock, hard and twitching as the head nearly reaches his goddamn belly button. The tip is a shade of red, precum making it glisten but what’s more, is the ladder of piercings that begin from just above his balls to below his head. There were six piercings all lined up and perfect and you can’t tell if it was your tongue swelling up that was making you drool or your want to have him in his mouth so you can feel them on your tongue.

And what a nice surprise - Dabi’s real hair colour is white unless of course, he bleaches his neat patch of pubic hair which you doubt.

He rolls a condom over it, hissing softly and you can’t help but reach down to spread your lips apart for him. Dabi laughs, a warm hand holding your thigh as the other holds his dick to line it up.

“Thank you, baby. Ya’ know, I would usually take my time with pretty things like you but” your eyes flutter close as his head breaches you.

“If we stay here too long, a blue-haired asshole is gonna check the cameras. Can’t have him seein’ my bitch, he’s all mine and I don’t feel like sharin’” he has a rougher accent that slips when he’s filling you up.

“Ah, mpfh! Fuh...fuckkk...” The heels of your palm dig into your eyes as you feel him practically split you open. A burning sensation makes your toes curl, the stretch of his cock is making your chest heave. The feeling of his piercings has you seeing white faster than you register.

“Shit - did you just come?” he’s not even bottomed out yet but the evidence was the way your walls are spasming around him. He pushes your leg up, shushing as you pant out nonsensically about waiting and how it’s too soon.

“Shut up, you can take it, I know you can”

Tears slip past your eyes and it makes his grin sharp.

“Fuck, you’re even pretty when you cry - makes me wanna be the reason you’re sobbin’” he adjusts his hips and it makes you let out the most pathetic cry he feels his resolve break.

He pulls out nearly all the way and for a second you think he’s giving you mercy but he slams all the way in and the yell you let out has him laughing. A hearty laugh that makes him sound like a goddamn supervillain as he looks down at your teary face.

“Told ya’ you could take it” You clench around him, sniffling as you reach down to feel where you two connect. Your dick twitches.

He fills you up just right. His cock constantly pressed against that spot. You inhale wetly, looking up at him with your eyes all sparkly with tears.

You jerk, your eyes said, you fucking asshole.

“I know but I know you coulda’ and you did” his gloved hand swats yours away and he teases your dick making your mouth fall open, drool following.

“Dumb boy’s like you can take anythin’ you’re given” his words were like a siren's call. Whispering, lulling you into an underwater grave.

“Fuck” the way you tightened around him made him hiss. “Slobbering all over yourself from some dick” you whine again, wiping away the drool but he just snaps his hips in and out of you and you’re crying out again.

You’re laid on the leather, a sheen of sweat coating your skin which makes everything sticky and somewhat uncomfortable but with Dabi’s dick inside you, everything else around you barely exists.

You’re twisting on the seat, head thrown to the side as you moan wantonly - like a goddamn porn star according to Dabi. One of your legs is folded to your chest, the other pinned to the side as Dabi fucks into you. Your hands are braced on his chest, nails scratching and leaving red welts but Dabi takes them with pride.

He wishes he could kiss you, he knows he can’t but you’d have to do a follow-up to replace the piercing. He wants you to come again, just to see him, he’ll hurt you and heal you just like he’s doing right now.

You’re sobbing, you came around him again and he loves the feeling of it. The chair beneath you is downright shaking from how hard he’s pounding into you.

“Duh-Dabi!” you squeal, tongue already numb. The way you mispronounce the pleas for him to go harder makes him so riled up you swore you saw wisps of heat on his skin.

“Your cunt feels so fuckin’ good - Fuck! A perfect cock sleeve made just for this” You’re squirming again and Dabi pulls out making you thrash which he reprimands with a slap to your cunt.

“Please -"

He ignores you, ignores his dick that wants nothing more than to fuck you into oblivion again and instead curls his fingers inside you.

You’re done for - the pressure that his fingers bring makes your hips jerk up and down, twitching and moving uncontrollably. Dabi groans as you squirt all over his wrists, hips jerking as weak spurts follow the big splash.

“Fuckin’ love this hole” he places a kiss on your dick and you’ve half a mind to push him away. Especially when he licks it. But Dabi’s not done yet, your fucked out whispers fall on deaf ears.

“One more time, baby, let me feel you around my cock”

“S’too muh...muhhh”

“Shhh, just stay like that. So fuckin’ pretty for me, so good” his cock is inside you again and you’re crying out, reaching to wrap your arms around his neck.

Dabi grabs your ass and you lose the sticky leather. Now you’re in the air as he fucks up into you, the friction of your bodies rubbing on your swollen cock has your eyes rolling to the back of your head.

Your tongue slips out, going a bit cross-eyed. Not that Dabi could see, your face was tucked right between his shoulder and neck.

The camera’s red light was blinking but you couldn’t give a damn.

Dabi’s bringing you up and down his dick. His piercings stimulate your gummy walls, making your breath hitch every time it slips in and out of you, catching on the rim of your cunt. You babble, right into his ear.

“Daddy! Fuh! Fuck!”

Dabi plants his feet firmly to the ground, his back wet with sweat.

“S’too buh-big! Can’t! Ngh!”

“Yeah, you can. Take what Daddy gives you” he grunts and you’re sure your ass is gonna have the imprint of his hands so you leave scratches on his back.

He gives one last thrust and cums, the condom fills up inside you and you shudder. He hears you trying to catch your breath, sniffling in between every pitiful intake of air that have you hiccuping.

The sharp sensation of the metal can Dabi presses against your neck makes you flinch. You murmur that he's an ass and he just laughs. The both of you are in the waiting room, Dabi laying you there for a comfier seat and letting the AC dry you off while he was cleaning up the room. Now that he was done, he was sipping beer with you. The atmosphere was casual, laughably so considering how he just fucked your brains out 10 minutes ago. You pull out your wallet after you're halfway through but Dabi walks away from you. He gets behind the counter and pulls out his card making your eyes widen. "Don't sweat it, think of it as a thank you" the card machine beeps and you honestly couldn't even stand up without your thighs and back going all weird so you weren't gonna win this anyways. Still, you pout. "That's the first time someone's pissed I pay" his blue eyes dart to his phone that's hidden from your view, ignoring the middle fingers you throw his way and the stuck-out tongue. [ Shiggy: His hole's that good? ] Dabi glances at the camera behind the counter, licking the back of his teeth as he saw the red light. [ Shiggy: Think he can take two of us at the same time? ] [ Dabi: Fuck off, he's my bitch ] Tomura sends a screenshot of your fucked-out face nuzzled into his neck. Dabi's dick twitches to life. [ Shiggy: Just wanna test out his head game, think I can teach him a few tricks using that new piercing ] Tomura grins when Dabi tells him they'd have to wait for it to heal, moaning as he squeezes his cock. He goes back to the replay of the feed, of you getting your first orgasm and throws his head back as he cums into his fists just as you came all over Dabi's cock.

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