Unusual Asks

thanks for your service guys 🫡

hope you’ll like it (ﾉ◕ヮ◕)ﾉ*:･ﾟ✧

DABI INSTA PLLSSS

yeah ok guys I hear you

DATING DABI INSTAGRAM !!

details!

instagram posts w/ comments while dating dabi!

a/n OBVIOUSLY these are just pictures off of interest, reader can be however you imagine !

(guys im going to be so honest, I haven't really watched MHA past like season four so ermmmm yeah!) (this one was actually kinda cute, like I wanna make a spinoff oneshot :(( )

main m. list / instagram m. list

blah.blah.y/n · 71w

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blah.blah.y/n he said "I can do this without a lighter" but I didn't want our apartment to burn down <3

dabi wow you have no faith in me. kinda thought you loved me.

blah.blah.y/n dabi yapper, yapper. you know I love you, I just don't love paying for repairs xo

himiko.v4mp good call!! :33

blah.blah.y/n himiko.v4mp thank youuu!! <333

tomura.shig euh you two make me sick.

dabi tomura.shig watch it.

dabi · 67w

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dabi look what her psycho ass got me

tagged: blah.blah.y/n

blah.blah.y/n literally be quiet. you love that shirt and mug.

dabi blah.blah.y/n doesn't change the fact you're crazy.

blah.blah.y/n dabi crazy about you 😽😽😽

tomura.shig kay why ess

blah.blah.y/n tomura.shig someones a little jellyyyyy

blah.blah.y/n · 65w

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blah.blah.y/n my sister trusted us with watching my nephew. safe so say she picked the right people :,) <3

tagged: dabi

dabi i've never been caught lacking like this.

blah.blah.y/n dabi yap yap yap. you look so cute

offical.hawks blah.blah.y/n yeah dabi, you look soooo cute

dabi offical.hawks actually kys, birdbrain

offical.hawks dabi only if you'll help me

blah.blah.y/n offical.hawks GET YOUR OWN MAN YOU BITCH.

himiko.v4mp you guys should have one ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

dabi himiko.v4mp dont give her ideas.

blah.blah.y/n dabi rude. but as much as I would want one, neither of us are home enough to take care of a baby + ur job would make it dangerous

dabi · 60w

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dabi after a really long, long talk with y/n and shig, I've decided to leave the LoV. It's been fun and, even if I hate to say it, I'll miss you guys. In other news, my girl is pregnant so yay

tagged: blah.blah.y/n

blah.blah.y/n :( ilysm you dont know how much I appreciate you

tomura.shig whatever. be safe and let me see the baby when it's born.

blah.blah.y/n tomura.shig AWWWW I ALWAYS KNEW YOU CARED!

tomura.shig blah.blah.y/n shut up.

himiko.v4mp we're gonna miss you patchwork :((( I wish you and y/n well!! (I better be the godmother)

dabi himiko.v4mp ill miss you too shit head

blah.blah.y/n himiko.v4mp obviously youre the godmother!! my fave future auntie <33

big.sis.magne take care of yourself. don't let y/n do too much work, you brat.

dabi big.sis.magne yeah, yeah. I hear you.

s.todoroki um????

blah.blah.y/n s.todoroki unc shoto 🙏🙏

fuyumi.todo how is touya the first to have kids.

dabi fuyumi.todo tf is that supposed to mean.

n.todoroki IM GOING TO BE AN UNCLEEEE you better be treating y/n well 😤😤😤

blah.blah.y/n n.todoroki dw natsuo, i keep my man in check !!

blah.blah.y/n · 2w

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blah.blah.y/n its been a while!! me, touya, and our precious boy are doing better than ever <3 thank you guys so much for all the support this past year and so. Even if he won't say it, touya is grateful. (p.s. you guys don't always need to spoil our son)

tagged: touya.todo

touya.todo sappy on main

blah.blah.y/n touya.todo 🤩 shut the fuck up 🤩

himiko.v4mp anything for our angels!! (+ touya)

touya.todo himiko.v4mp everytime we interact, i get the urge to relapse my killing sobriety

fuyumi.todo ahhh im so glad you guys are doing well!! i love you three 💕💕

s.todoroki did you guys get the packages I sent?

blah.blah.y/n s.todoroki yes sho, all 5 of them

tomura.shig good to see you guys alive and well.

blah.blah.y/n tomura.shig stfu, come visit your nephew

tomura.shig blah.blah.y/n ...coming

rei.himura my beautiful son with my amazing daughter-in-law and my adorable grandson... i hope you guys will visit me someday

touya.todo rei.himura of course ma

blah.blah.y/n rei.himura we'd love to! Our baby would love to meet his grandma <333

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Thank you so much for reading <3

Four. Four soulmates. Oh Kamisama no! - Reader x ShiggyOverDabiHawks

Chapter 1 Chapter 2 Chapter 3 Chapter 4 Chapter 5 Chapter 6 Chapter 7

💞 Chapter 8 - Fives a crowd?

Well, that answers that question about which timeline they are from. You mentally face palm yourself. Right during the Overhaul arc. You swallow, shaking off your heebie jeebie as best as you could. Great, they are doing to start a war in my house. And I'm the one who started it. Big oops.

"You take my arms." Overhaul grit his teeth. "Leaving me stranded on the side of the road, bleeding, helpless, quirkless and steal the last two years of my life's work?"

If you thought you saw Overhaul angry, he looked murderous now. You knew he could do fullmetal alchemist level of overpowered bullshit with his quick. And all without the equivalent exchange at that. Before Deku took him down, the yakuza birdman was like a Greek God on the battlefield, fought dirty, ferocious and tenacious. Hell, even his Monsterhaul form was badass.

If Deku hadn't been there. You had no doubt that Lemillion and Sir NightEye would have both died as messed up as that sounded. Sir had saw a future in which Deku died and got away.

"Serves you right, Overhaul. You owed us an arm after all, isn't that what you said?" Shigaraki chuckles. "Oh? And the point of playing Shogi was dethroning the King, right? You lost to that brat, game over."

"Talk about bad karma catchin' up to you, beaky." Dabi replies.

"You're one to talk Shigaraki." Overhaul pointed out, pointing at one of the covers of the manga. "That little pest beats you too."

You were already mentally and emotionally drained, tired. You just wanted to go to bed. "Alright." You stood to your feet against, interrupting the Villains spat. "I'm going to go change out of my work clothes and then we can prepare dinner." You drag your blanket with you. "I don't care what. Just please pick something and I'd appreciate it, if one of you helps me in the kitchen." You pause, peeking over your shouldering and adding. "Whoever doesn't help cook washes the dishes."

The men watch you leave.

"I'll be damned she is a bossy little thing." Dabi grins in amusement, standing and heading towards the window for another smoke break. "She's got grit. I'll give'er that."

"Bossy, bratty, control freak like some other annoying bird we know." Shigaraki huffs and crossing his arms.

Hawks' chuckles, smiling softly. "It's cute you gotta admit that. She's taking all this incredible well for a civilian."

"You mean she's a weirdo." Shigaraki grumbles.

Overhaul sat in silence, his lips twitch. You are quite bold to boss them around, holding your ground and stepping your foot down. Any other person would have been screaming for the hills, crying, pleading and trying to escape. But not you. Show insane amounts of courage, thinking rationally and keeping your wits about you despite your earlier moments of vulnerability and emotional outburst.

The yakuza stood to his feet, unbuttoning his cuffs and rolling up his sleeves to his elbows. "Better go see what we have to work with in the kitchen." He makes his way into the kitchen, opening the fridge, freezer and checking the pantry, thinking to himself in silence.

"It ain't your turn to cook." Hawks protested. Which was odd. He was more laxed out of the group, then again, a way to win over a potential lover was by cooking and to their stomachs. "It's mine."

"Overly greasy and fatty fried chicken, skewer's or otherwise isn't good for her stomach after all the stress she just endured for the past three hours." Overhaul drawled without leaving his gaze from the fully stocked pantry.

"I wasn't going to make fried chicken." Hawks muttered, his cheeks growing rosy. "Besides I can't help if its comfort food."

"Fried rice sounds nice." Overhaul mutters to himself, ignoring the hero. "I'll have to tweak the recipe a bit since we don't have any overnight or dry rice, but no matter." Pulling out the huge plastic container filled with rice, walking to the counter besides the stove, pausing and flickering his golden eyes on the winged bird. "Well? You were complaining and whining about not helping." He raised a brow; his tone was flat with a hint of annoyance. "Either come over here, make yourself useful and help or shut up and get out of the kitchen. I don't care."

Hawks' embarrassment quickly faded; his lips tightened into a strained smile. He went to the fridge, pulling out a carton of eggs, onions, and scallions. "I'll go ahead and cut these."

"Suit yourself." Overhaul replied, pleased to find that you had a rice cooker in one of the lower cabinets, raising a gloved hand and pointing towards the pantry. "The cutting board is over there." Then pointing towards the drawer near the oven. "Knives are on the three drawers to the left."

Hawks blinked. "Damn, you already know your way around her kitchen?"

"Obviously." Overhaul clicked his tongue, stopping himself from rolling his eyes. "If we are going to be stuck here and visiting her home. We need to know our way around." He went back to the oven, setting the rice cooker on the counter, opened the rice container, scooping three cups of rice into scoot your kept inside and poured it in. The sound of the rice hitting the pot filled the silence before the gangster spoke again. "While your over there. Fetch a couple cans of those canned hams would you."

Hawks glared at the nagging, control freak. "Yeah, yeah, I'll get it."

Dabi's voice came from the living room. "Since both birdmen are playing housewives, I assume it's Shiggy's turn to wash dishes tonight, right?"

"What?" Shigaraki protests from the couch, jolting when he nearly disintegrated one of the manga volumes in his hands. He wasn't paying attention until Dabi called his name. "Why me? It isn't my turn." He narrowed his eyes. "It's that germ freaks turn."

Dabi snickered, blowing a smoke ring out the window before taking another hit. "Can you cook anything without burning it or turning it into dust?" Shigaraki said nothings, causing the flame users amused smirk to widen. "That's what I thought. Poor spoiled little, sheltered little gamer nerd."

Shigaraki made a noise between a feral cat hissing and a growl. "I can't help it, if Kurogiri never taught me how to cook. He always made everything and when I tried, he'd shove me out."

"Takes real talent to burn a pot of boiling water." The black haired, patchwork villain reminded the other.

You came back wearing an oversize t-shirt with a side profile of Overhaul on it, bedtime shorts that spotted at your mid-thighs that read "Plus Ultra", ankle socks with Toga, Shigaraki and Dabi on them as you towel dried your hair after having freshly showered.

Dabi and Shigaraki paused to check out your bedtime outfits. It was still weird seeing they had merch here, yet they felt amused to find you wearing it. Aside from seeing bird beaks face on your chest.

"Really?" Shigaraki grumbled, tilting his head.

You furrowed your brows, blinking and staring down at your outfits. "What?"

"You seriously picked an outfit with literally each of us on it." The hand villain gestured to all of you.

Oh. You did. "It wasn't on purpose." Your cheeks grew rosy, nearly covering your face with your towel. "It was on top of my pajama pile, that's all."

"Uh huh, sure, doll, sure." Dabi raised a brow, finishing his cigarette and cocking his head to the side as he closed the window. "How cute, our soulmate really is our fangirl. Cringe worthy, but cute."

----- End of Chapter 8 ----

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💞Chapter 1 - Ignorance is Bliss

💞Chapter 2- Unexpected Encounter

💞Chapter 3 - The Matchmaking Goddess meddles

💞Chapter 4 - New Game. Love Game, Start.

💞Chapter 5: Dance with Devils and a Red Winged Angel

💞Chapter 6: The Red String

💞Chapter 7: Fiction meets Reality

💞Chapter 9: Coming Soon!

"Tomura is ugl-"

[bomb sounds]

He's a pretty princess wdym 🤨?

We'll get through this!

The League of Villains planning their attack strategy is just Toga and Twice drawing a map of the area in crayon and Tomura and Spinner using legos they made to look like the league members to show them their positions— and they are dead serious about it the whole time while they all argue about the plans and keep moving the little lego figures around aggressively.

Sweet Nothings

Obsessed!Dabi x Fem!Reader

Sypnosis - After watching you most nights at a club, Dabi finally finds the courage to talk to you.

Warnings - Rough sex, choking, oral both male and female receiving, fingering, spit, slight spanking, breeding, creampie, unprotected sex, nipple play, hair pulling, cursing, smoking, throat fucking, slight implications of stalking, mentions of drinking and implications of other drugs, slight intoxication for both Dabi + Reader, user was a former drop out of UA.

It was a regular Saturday night in the city, almost everybody in their twenties were out partying. And you were one of those people. You wore a cropped band tee with some old band that was probably canceled but you couldn’t keep up with all the canceled bands at this point. To go with your cropped tee, you wore a black mini skirt that hugged your ass, fishnets, and black heels. Your hair was styled, and you wore your makeup how you normally did, just with a bit more pazazz. Not that it mattered what you looked like, everyone was way too high, drunk, or blown out of their minds to focus on you.

You entered the club, music blaring through out the building. You were here alone, your friend backed out last minute due to some drama with her boyfriend, which sucked ultimately but she swore she loved him. Little did you know, someone was watching you from the second floor of the club, holding a drink in his hand.

He knew you were going to be here, you never failed to show up here. Every Saturday night. He wasn’t entirely sure what it was about you, but he found himself drawn in. The way you immediately clicked with anyone around you, dancing and throwing back shots like it was nothing. Your image plagued his mind for months. And tonight, he would finally introduce himself to you.

You finally tire yourself out, resting against a wall out in the alley behind the club. Music can be heard faintly from inside. You scroll through your phone as you hold a cigarette between your fingers. You scoffed as you scrolled past posts of people your age already being pro heroes. You dropped out of the hero course early; it was such bullshit.

You shook your head and took a drag from your cigarette before hearing the backdoor the club open and shut. You looked over and saw a tall guy around 5’9 with spiky white hair and icy blue eyes. Parts of his body were patched and stapled which caught your eyes.

“Got a smoke?” He asked, approaching you. You nodded, “Yeah.”, you handed him your cigarette and he leaned against the wall across from you.

“Name’s Dabi, you?” He asked, voice deep and raspy. You turned off your phone and put it in your bag, looking up. “(Y/N).” You answered, scratching the bridge of your nose.

He grinned at the sound of your name rolling off your tongue. “(Y/N).” He repeated, “Pretty name.”

You nodded as he took a drag of your cigarette, feeling your cheeks flush slightly. He was a handsome man. A stranger, but something about him made you break your own boundaries. “Wanna get outta here?” You blurted out, covering your mouth as the words seemed to claw its way out of your mouth. “Sorry I’ve been drinking-” You scrambled to excuse yourself but was interrupted by the rasp of his voice.

“Sure.” He tossed the cigarette down and stepped on it. You blinked in surprise, before replacing it with an embarrassed smile. Before you knew it, you were at some cheap hotel, nothing too fancy, nothing too gross.

There was a bathroom beside the entrance, and his bedding was white. There was a single bag in the corner of the room and not much else. Just a normal hotel room. It smelled of cigarette and cologne. The truth was, Dabi was hiding out here for a while due to some trouble he found himself in after joining The League in a mission. Though he wouldn’t tell you that, not when he just got you where he wanted you.

You smiled softly, looking at your watch. “I would’ve offered to go to my place, but my roommate locks the door around 12, and it’s way past that.” You’d laugh and he smiled back briefly. You walked around the room, heels clicking against the wood floor as you analyzed the room.

“So, are you going to murder me?” You joked, stepping towards him. “Nah, don’t think so.” He chuckles lightly, stepping towards you. “Just making sure.”

You both stand in front of each other, and you look at him through your lashes.

You weren’t sure if it was the liquor, but you felt very bold. Who the hell was this guy, and why did you feel so drawn towards him? You just met him.

While in your thoughts, Dabi closed the space between you two, connecting his lips with yours.

You gasped, which was quickly swallowed by him, as his tongue invaded your mouth. Your eyes fluttered shut and you hooked your arms around his neck as the two of you made out. He pulled you with him as he sat on the edge of his bed and you sat on your knees in the floor. Your hands trailed from his knees to his belt, struggling to unbuckle it. Dabi helped you, unzipping his jeans and freeing his heavy, weeping member that curved upwards. It was oddly gorgeous; some would say there was no way it was real. (In a good way of course.)

You licked your lips before mentally preparing yourself, taking his cock in your hand and pressing kisses from the base to the tip. Dabi sucked in air through his teeth, watching you with amusement. You stuck your tongue out, licking the tip before letting saliva drip onto his cock to lubricate it. He became impatient, guiding your head to his cock and you complied, opening your mouth and slowly taking half of his cock in your mouth. You were almost sure you couldn’t fit this whole thing in your mouth. His head fell back, longing for more. You closed your eyes, taking what you couldn’t reach into your hand and pumping it as you swirled your tongue around his cock. Dabi grunted, barely audible over his raspy breathing. Before you could continue, he gripped your hair, thrusting into your mouth. You let out a muffled yelp as he held you there, grinned down at you. You furrowed your brows at him, slightly ticked he didn’t give you any warning.

Dabi’s gaze bore into yours, his eyes heavy lidded as he thrusted deeper into your mouth. His movements became rougher, more erratic, as the pleasure built up inside him ready to erupt like a volcano. He couldn’t tear his gaze away from you — the sight of your plump glossy lips stretched around his cock, your eyes glistening as they watered, but never leaving his, drove him wild. The soft sound of you gagging only served to heighten his arousal as he snapped his hips forward repeatedly into your mouth. “Look at you, takin’ it so well.” He huffed out, punctuating his sentence with another thrust, burying his cock in your throat before continuing his abuse. “So… fuckin’ perfect.”

He focused on the feeling of your warm throat constricting around him each time he hit back. The taste of your lipgloss still lingering on his tongue and lips, a sweetness he would eventually find himself addicted to. Dabi let out a ragged breath, his cock pulsing as he felt himself nearing the edge of his climax, his heart beating like a drum. He wondered if you felt it too — the intensity of his need, the depth of his obsession. You watched his face with dazed eyes, cheeks red and lips sore, long lashes kissing your cheeks each time you slowly blinked. Feeling yourself slowly succumb to complete submission for him. Just for him. He pulled out, letting you catch a break, holding his cock to your cheek. You hummed, sticking your tongue out as he slapped it against it gently. “Such a fucking whore, huh?” He asked, not waiting for an answer, guiding your head back to his cock.

You comply, wrapping your lips around once more, his fingers entangling into your hair, wasting no time taking the lead and forcing you to take every inch. He grinned sadistically, enjoying the way your nails dug into his knees, clinging on for dear life. Tears fell down your cheek as his cock nestled itself deeper before finally shooting sticky, warm strings of his cum into your mouth.

He held you there, “Swallow.”, he commanded as he threw his head back, the tip hitting the back of your throat. He finally let go, as you coughed, saliva and fluids stringing from your lips to his cock. He gently took your chin, tilting your head to look up at him. You opened your mouth and stuck your tongue out. “Good girl.” He praised you, before pulling you up to him, connecting your lips once more. The sight of your dazed state drove him crazy, strands of your hair disturbed, your mascara and eyeliner streaming down your cheeks, your lipgloss smeared.

“Did I hurt you?” He asked, thumb gently rubbing your cheek. “I liked it.” You spoke softly, jolting as you felt his member poking at your inner thigh, as if it was reminding you it was still there.

The corner of his lips twitched slightly into a pearly grin, “Good,” The grip he had on your sides tightened.

He was pleased — no, thrilled — to hear your words. It was a heading feeling knowing he had such an effect on you. He could feel the heat radiating off your body, the faint scent of Victoria’s Secret perfume lingering around you, a scent that seemed to follow you everywhere. It drove him wild. “Because I plan on doing it to you, again, and again, and again, until you can’t take it anymore.” His lips brushed against your neck, before pulling off your cropped band tee that hung off your shoulders, revealing the black bra that encased your breasts. Rough hands snaked up your sides, earning a shiver from you. His grin turned into a full-blown smirk. He loved teasing you, loved seeing your reactions — it was like playing a finely tuned instrument.

His fingers continued to explore, drawing lazy circles along your skin, before dipping lower to tease the hem of your mini skirt. He was trying to be patient, to savor every moment, but his need for you was becoming overwhelming. “Do you want more?”

He knew you did, could see it in the way your pupils dilated and the way your chest rose and fell rapidly. But he needed to hear you say it. Needed the validation that he wasn’t alone in this twisted dance you both were caught up in. His free hand came up to tangle in your hair, pulling your head back slightly to expose your neck — another spot he longed to taste and claim.

“Tell me.” He urged as he tugged your hair. “I do.” You let out a choked gasp, glossy eyes never leaving his. Dabi wanted to grin, but instead, he kept his expression carefully controlled - a mask of calm indifference. Inside, however, he was a maelstrom of emotions: desire, need, and possession. You moaned softly as he pressed his lips against the pulse point of your neck, gently nipping at the skin and sucking harshly. Your eyes fluttered shut, leaning into his touch, feeling butterflies cause a riot in your stomach. Dabi pulled back, eyes meeting with yours. There was a hunger there, a desperation that he couldn't hide — not from you. He knew you saw it, knew you felt it too. He hands trailed up your sides and pulled off your bra, consuming your gasp as his lips met yours. His hand gently took your breast, nipping and sucking on your bottom lip. You whined in his mouth as he pinched and pulled on your nipple gently, grinding your hips against his member. He groans in response, annoyed by the cloth barrier separating you two. Dabi slipped his leather jacket off, then his black t-shirt, revealing his pale skin illuminated by the moonlight, revealing more of his toned body and patched skin.

At the sound of your moans, Dabi’s eyes closed in bliss, his own arousal growing with each passing second. He slowly pumped himself as he pleasured you, not faltering once in keeping up. He loved hearing you like this, losing control under your touch. He continued his assault on your sensitive flesh. You clenched around nothing, feeling your lower regions pulse as you grew closer to cumming, threatening to release any moment now. He watched your face carefully, blue gaze predatory, enjoying the way your cheeks flushed, and your lips parted in ecstasy.

“Fuck, I’m gonna fucking cum! I’m gonna cum...” You gasped, arching your back and bucking your hips against his tongue. And with that, he pushed you over the edge, your eyes rolling to the back of your skull. “Fuck! Ngh~!” You entangled your fingers into his hair, riding out your high. As you came down from your climax, he pulls away, licking his lips clean with a satisfied grin. Without a word or a struggle, he flipped you over so that your head was buried into the sheets, one hand holding you by the back of your neck, the other pushing down on the center of your spine so your back arched. You let out a yelp in surprise, the hand on your spine moving to your ass and groping the soft flesh. His dick rubbed between your inner thighs, yearning for more. Dabi slapped and groped your ass roughly, leaving an imprint. You yelped once more, feeling yourself clench around nothing. He pulled your soaked thong to the side once again, swallowing thickly, thinking of it engulfing his cock whole. He gently stroked your folds, once, twice, before plunging two digits into your cunt. You gasped out, his hand still firm against the back of your neck as his long fingers sunk in and out of your pussy, teasing you mercilessly as he listened to your moans and gasps. Beautiful sounds that replayed in his mind like a symphony he wanted to hear over and over again. “Dabi…” You softly pleaded, fingers gripping his bedsheets, stained with your makeup. He curled his fingers, pumping them at an even pace.

“You’re so wet.” He huffed out with a grin; he added another digit curling his three fingers upwards. You clenched your teeth at the stretch, your pussy dripping with your own fluids.

“Dabi please…” You whine out as his fingers stroked at that one spot. You let out a moan, your grip on his sheets tightening. “Please what?” He inquired, stroking the spot again.

“I want you–” You whined, “Inside of me. Please.” He bit back a groan as he imagined filling you up, his cock twitching at your words. Hearing you beg sent a wave of heat through Dabi’s body.

He removed his fingers with a wet pop, using his coated fingers to pump his cock. Dabi placed one hand on your hip, the other on your ass as he rubbed his cock between your folds, brushing against your clit. You bit your lip, “Please?”

Dabi’s tip bullied its way inside of you, sinking in inch by agonizing inch, watching your face as you winced in pain, biting back a yelp. He wasted no time, pushing further until he was seated fully inside of you. His desire for you bordering on painful, his heart pounding in his chest. As for you, you squeezed your eyes shut, trying not to focus on the searing pain in your lower regions. He was so deep. And the more you thought about it; you felt your stomach flip with anticipation.

As much as he wanted to start railing you, he tried to be patient. Whispering sweet nothings into your ear as he peppered intoxicating kisses on your flushed, sweaty skin.

Dabi began to rock his hips, biting back his own groans as he held you in place.

He reached his hand up to cup your cheek as you whined in pain.

He hushed you softly, hooking his thumb in your mouth.

“So good… so so good..” He exhaled shakily, picking up his pace.

Your whines turned into gasps and choked moans as he snapped his hips back and forth, the noises echoing through the room causing your cheeks to redden.

He kept his thumb in place, keeping your mouth open before spitting. You swallowed and gasped as his hand moved to wrap around your throat.

He was pushing you into the mattress, veins in his arm prominent as he tightened his grip.

“Gonna cum inside of you, yeah?” He groaned, picking up his pace.

With each thrust, your walls stretched and his tip brushed that spot that drove you crazy. “Gonna fill you up with my cum, you’d like that wouldn’t you?”

His deep groans turned into choked moans as he drilled himself impossibly deeper. His grip on your throat released as you came, your walls constricting him even more, moans spilling out of your mouth. His eyes widened as you clenched around him, “Fucking tease...” He moaned, flipping you so you were on your stomach. He pushed your head into the mattress, placing one foot on the mattress as he pounded into you.

He chuckled darkly, leaning so he was flush against your back. “Gonna baby-trap you…” He purred evilly, pulling your hair back.

You were so fucked out of your mind, overwhelmed and overstimulated, your pussy clenching around his cock.

“G-gonna… cum…” You whined out, tummy fluttering with each nasty threat he blabbered out.

“Do it baby, cum all over this dick.” He groaned, sitting up straight.

His thrusts were sloppier and slower, but still rough. Dabi groped your ass and spread it to watch himself disappear and reappear in your soaked pussy, watching your thighs tremble as you came again. A long string of moans escaped your lips, tears bubbling in the corners of your eyes. He bit his lip and slapped your ass, watching the fat jiggle before tilting his head back. His breath hitched, “F-fuck… Gonna fill this pretty pussy…” He moaned out before picking up his pace.

“Please…” You asked, and how could he deny you? Especially when you asked oh so nicely…

Dabi bit into his lip before shooting strings of seed into your pussy. He let out a deep guttural groan, placing a hand on your back as he caught his breath. He grunted as he pulled out and watched the milky white seed spill from your raw and sensitive lips, using a thumb to spread your pussy open. Dabi bit back a moan, before lying beside you, admiring you in your afterglow.

You rolled to your side and grinned at him as he pulled you to him, pressing kisses to your lips. This certainly wouldn’t be the last time. He wouldn’t ever let you go now.

"Do you?"