#dabi boku no hero academia

[doumadono]

SO SO SO SO PROUD OF YOU, MARCIANNA 🌹 I'd be delighted to order a cup of mango-vanilla ice-cream with maple syrup. I want my order to be served with post-war Dabi :3

A/N: thank you so much, my sweetie! I hope you'll enjoy this little blurb!

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In the quiet corridors of the hospital, you found yourself standing outside Touya's room once again. The sterile scent of the hospital was now too familiar, but it was the sight of him lying so still, connected to machines and monitors, that never failed to break your heart.

With a heavy sigh, you walked into the room. "Hey, Touya," you whispered as if he could reply, pulling a chair next to his bed. "Today was another tough day, just like all the others since you've been asleep," you said softly, gently touching his still hand.

It had become a habit to share your day with him, updating him on the mundane details of life and the state of the world.

You visited him every day, sitting by his bedside, holding his hand, and whispering words of comfort, even if he couldn't hear them. Some nights, when the nurses were occupied and the world seemed to stand still, you stayed by his side, watching over him as if willing him to wake up with the power of your love alone.

Tears streamed down your face as you traced the lines of his scarred face, yearning for the spark of life to return to his turquoise eyes. The pain of seeing him like this weighed heavily on your heart, but you refused to give up hope.

One evening, as the setting sun painted the sky in shades of orange and pink, something miraculous happened.

As you sat beside him, holding his hand and lost in thought as you frequently did, you noticed a faint movement. Touya was wiggling in the bed, his body trying to adjust, even though he was still intubated.

Your heart raced as you realized what was happening. Without wasting a moment, you sprinted out of the room to find the doctors and nurses, calling for their immediate attention. "He's awake, he's awake!" You screamed like a maniac.

When you returned into the room, medical professionals in tow, Touya's turquoise eyes were open, his gaze slightly unfocused but undeniably awake. As the doctors worked to remove the tube from his throat, your heart leapt in your chest as you looked down at Touya, and his gaze found yours. It was as if the universe had heard your prayers, bringing him back to you.

Once the tube was removed, it took him a moment to focus all of his senses on being awake again. "Y/N?" he rasped, his voice hoarse from the tube.

Your name. His first action was calling out your name.

Tears of relief streamed down your face as you took his hand, squeezing it gently. "I'm here, Touya. I'm here."

A nurse quickly intervened, checking his vitals and ensuring that he was stable. As the room buzzed with activity, you stayed close, unwilling to leave his side.

"Thank you," Touya whispered, his eyes locked onto yours. "For being here, for not giving up on me..."

You leaned down, pressing a soft kiss to his forehead. "I told you I'd always be here, Touya. Always."

"I know how hard it was for you… I… Remember," he whispered, his words furrowing your brow.

"What do you mean?" you asked, tilting your head slightly.

"I heard your voice the whole time," he whispered, barely moving his lips. "But I couldn't respond. I wanted to say something, but I couldn't move or open my eyes. It felt like hell…"

"Shh, don't think about it now," you whispered, gently stroking his snow-white hair. "You need to rest, love. You've been through so much, your body needs to recover."

Touya tried to turn his head to see his body's condition, but you gently pushed his shoulder, urging him to lie back down. "Take it easy. You've had multiple surgeries, but don't worry. Your body is healing, and that's what matters."

He sighed heavily. "What happened with the war… with Shigaraki… Mom… the others?"

You blinked, surprised by his questions. "The war's over. The heroes won. All For One was defeated for good. Your mom and siblings are okay, they went home weeks ago. Midoriya saved Shigaraki. He's recovering in another hospital."

His lips twitched into a faint smile. "That's… good to hear…"

You gently stroked his shoulder. "This means you get a fresh start. Shoto told me what you said to him… that you didn't want to make it out of the battle alive." Your eyes filled with tears, and you began to cry uncontrollably, your body shaking with sobs. "But God's my witness, I would go through the hell itself for you if it meant saving you! I was so scared!" You let your emotions pour out, unable to hold them back any longer.

Touya watched you cry, his heart heavy. His hand shook slightly as he reached out to touch yours. "I'm sorry, Y/N," he whispered. "I'm genuinely glad to be back. All I thought about in the darkness was you and your beautiful, gentle eyes. I just wanted to see them one last time… And now I can."

You gently rubbed the top of his hand. "And you'll get to see them every day because there's no way you're getting rid of me, Todoroki Touya."

[s2sou]

People apparently really like when i draw Dabi. So, Dabi !

[thecuriousquest]

hi! can i request a nsfw dabi x reader fic where the reader is a captive and dabi finds out she has an oral fixation? thanks!

Oral Fixation

I STUDIED THIS IN ABNORMAL PSYCH!!! I knew it would come in handy one day!

Tag List: @issamomma @repostingmyfavs @chickennugnugnug

Warnings: Yandere themes, NSFW, kidnapping, oral fixations, smoking habits mentioned, finger sucking, finger fucking (vaginal), clit play, tit groping, oral sex reference at the end, Daddy kink, light degradation, minor mentions of blood

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Dabi knew about your sweet tooth and smoking habit well before he nabbed you. He wanted to make sure he knew everything there was to know before bringing you home with him. It was his way of trying to make sure you were comfortable. To accommodate your preferences, he got you a giant bag of Jolly Ranchers and your usual pack of cigs.

When he did bring you back to his shitty little apartment near the League’s base, he noticed you had more habits than candy and smoke breaks.

You tend to chew on the knuckle of your pointer finger whenever you’re in deep thought. Dabi honestly thinks it’s adorable watching you leave little tooth indents with every nibble. He catches you like this more often than not, and he’ll grab your wrist and drag your knuckle away from your mouth, tsking at you slightly when you bite down hard enough to draw blood.

Watching scary movies helps give you something to focus on despite how Dabi holds you closely to his broad chest, keeping you securely in place. He sticks his hand in the popcorn, taking a mouthful. When he tries to offer you some, he sees that you have your fingers stuffed in your mouth as you suck on and bite your nails.

Now that he thinks about it, he rarely sees you without something in your mouth. You’re either smoking, sucking on candy, or chewing on your nails and knuckles.

The cobalt flame thrower traces the back of your hand lightly with the pads of his fingers, encircles your wrist with the softest of touches, and withdraws your hand from your mouth. He caresses your jaw, simply letting himself be familiar with the outline of your chin. Fingers grazing upwards, he feels you flinch from an unexpected jump scare on the screen.

“Shhh,” he soothes you while he drags his thump across the plump skin of your bottom lip.

Your gasp is soft, and your eyes dart up towards his luminescent blues. You can’t help but think how he’s eyeing you like you eye your jar of sweets.

“Dabi?” you try to ask him what he’s doing, but again, he hushes you.

His thumb slips inside your parted lips, finding the cavern wet and warm. Your breath is so hot on his digit that it drives him to explore the toothy cave even further. More fingers follow soon after, his pointer and middle finger to be exact as his thumb drops back to your plush lips.

“Give ‘em a little suck, doll face.”

You seem hesitant, a little unsettled by his order, but you end up giving in. His two fingers fill your mouth as they push down on your tongue. You find yourself relaxing against his chest, lids feeling heavy as your gaze drifts to his scarred wrist.

With his arm still wrapped around your shoulders so that you can comply easier, he shifts you until you’re completely sitting on his lap.

It’s so fascinating how this relaxes you. You’re basically limp against him. He spreads your legs, and you only try to move away from him once before he hits your gag reflex as a warning.

You settle back down, sucking on his fingers and watching the screen contently while Dabi unties the jaw string on your sweat pants. He works them down to your ankles with one hand before doing the same with your lacy panties.

With heated fingers, he works your clit in a circle. You hum softly, soothingly into his fingers as you suckle them like honey.

“This what you like, doll face?” Dabi questions as his pinky finger teases your slit.

The tv, the sucking, the pussy play, it makes your head feel fuzzy. All of the blood and gore taking place in the movie is enough to make you uneasy, but the tension your captor is building in your cunt has you squirming for different reasons.

Drool seeps from the corner of your lips as Dabi pumps his fingers in and almost out of your mouth. Your cheeks hollow and full, hollow and full with every suck you give. Droplets of spit drip from your chin, catching on the pyro’s hand.

“Yeah, Daddy likes this too,” he whispers with such primitive desire into the shell of your ear.

His heavy hand move up under your shirt to paw at your tit. Your breasts pop free as he pulls your shirt up to reveal the beauties, squeezing the supple flesh. He watches the stark whites of his finger prints turn to a pretty red with each harsh grip he leaves behind.

You whine on his thigh, trying to hump into his jeans to relieve the pressure he left behind when he started feeling your tits. Unable to say anything with his fingers stuffed in your mouth, you can only cry and mewl with each wriggle of your hips.

“Aw, does someone miss Daddy playing with her pretty pussy?” He draws you in even closer to him, so close that you hunch in on yourself to accommodate the position. You spread your legs even further for him, placing your feet on the edge of the couch cushions so that you can let your knees fall open like the wings of a butterfly.

You nod your head, leaning your head back on his shoulder. His finger trails back down to your puffy clit. Your wanton slit weeps for his attention, yearns for his ministrations.

Vision blurry with tears, one blink leaves a wet trail down both cheeks.

“Don’t cry, doll face. Daddy’ll give you what you need. Don’t you worry that dumb little head.”

But you can’t help it as even more tears fall when his hand returns to your sensitive cunt because it just feels so damn good. You’re wet for him, just like your mouth. Your breasts bounce with each panting breath, with each moan and sob released from your chest halted at your mouth by Dabi’s fingers.

And he can hear you through the finger gag, he can hear you crying out for daddy.

He can feel you scream against his knuckles as you open your mouth, can feel your body twitch and shake as his fingers become coated with your sticky, milky juices.

You roll your eyes back into your head as you slump against his broad chest. And just before you think you can drift off to sleep, Dabi grabs your chin gently and turns your head towards him.

“Hey, don’t nod off just yet. Daddy has somethin’ else for you to suck on.”

[romantichomicide95]

~dabi is so fine

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[dabirling]

🐍It's my babies' birthday!!❄️ (18.01)

[andywaslost]

[connor-likes-dogs]

Y/N: Wow, Dabi, you want to hold my hand before marriage? How awfully lewd of you.

Dabi: We literally slept together yesterday, doll.

Y/N: That's NOTHING compared to the lewdness of holding hands.

[jayleearts]

They nuzzle~

This is my first time drawing Dabi and I am so proud TuT

[itszygoart]

the anime only’s are gonna be so shook this season assuming they haven’t seen the 173729356910 spoilers posted since the manga reveal 🤧🤧

[dabislittlemouse]

POTENTIAL SPOILERS

What would things even look like if Dabi fell in love? I don’t want to sound cheesy but I mean…his whole life for years now has been pushing for revenge. Getting back at his father, going out in a literal blaze of glory. He doesn’t seem to expect to survive past that point. And why would he want to?

But then you come along. He feels things he’s never felt before. For the first time, he sees a future for himself. A future with you.

That would have to shake things up quite a bit right?

Oh definitely! I’ll also do some analysis meanwhile, been a long time since I did them

♡ DABI IN LOVE ♡

Despite from my personal opinions, I’ll be keeping this as canon as possible, based on my analysis on his character, I’ve been studying this man’s thoughts and behavior for 3 years more than I studied for college lmfao

Since the day he was born, Dabi has dedicated his life to Endeavor: until the age of 13, when he was still Touya, he dedicated his life to make Endeavor proud. Then when Touya died and Dabi was born, he dedicated his life to make Endeavor suffer one day. So it’s easy to say, his life goals and purpose were always for Endeavor, his father totally consumed his life for worse.

So imagine, just imagine how his world would turn upside down when for the first time in his life, he sees another purpose in life which isn’t Endeavor..

It’s all very new to him, all his life Dabi’s emotions went around Endeavor, and for now it’s all about the hatred and revenge. But when you come in his life, and his cold heart starts feeling new things, he panicks and is extremely confused. Because he has never experienced something as good as this, the warmth on his chest when you smile at him cause when was the last time someone gave Dabi a genuine smile? People would fear and hate him, or see him as weak and useless like Endeavor did back then.

Dabi can’t help the way excitement fills his body when you praise him for how strong he is, how good he is leading things as the lieutenant of the Violet Regiment, how skilled he is at coming up with new strategies to bring the heroes down. You truly admire his intelligence and strength, and other people might too, but he likes to hear it from you.

Whenever he makes decisions or does things, his mind goes to you; what would you think if he did this? What would you say if he did that? What would you think if he wore this today?

That’s how Dabi is when he loves someone too much, he dedicates everything to them, he acts based on what his favorite/ beloved person would think about him. He did it with Endeavor back then, now he does it with you.

And let me tell you, he hates it at the same time, makes him feel so stupid and vulnerable cause who even are you to make him feel this way? How dare you? He has goals to achieve, a purpose, and you’re just.. there. Distracting him with that cute face of yours he wants to burn down and kiss so bad at the same time.

Dabi’s love is pure, when he loves someone he stays loyal to them, he has no ill intentions, he’d never use them for any selfish purpose. He knows how it feels like to be used for a selfish purpose and then tossed away when you didn’t fulfill it. He knows how it feels like to have your emotions and thoughts ignored, to be neglected by people you love, to be seen as unimportant and undesirable. Dabi would rather die than treat you in the same way, though he fears that you’d be the one to treat him like that instead.

Dabi has major trust issues, don’t expect him to open his heart to you that easily, he has difficulties to put his emotions into words, even more to express them to somebody else, because he knows nobody would care. He grew up this way, holding everything inside, inferior towards others, always a lone wolf and doing things on his own.

He thinks he’d be weak if he spilled his emotions, we see that even as a child Touya hated to cry because he felt vulnerable and facing his own emotions was something he wanted to avoid. So his tear ducts burned down.

Dabi feels everything too much, since he can’t cry when he feels overwhelmed, he smiles instead, says the most vile things ever known to man, he acts pretty well and makes others think that he indeed is an emotionless monster. If at some point you end up hurting him, I see him hurting you back way worse, he’ll crack and make you hate him even more on purpose.

Dabi never gave it a thought to live long, his body is dying but he keeps going only for one purpose: to leave his mark on this rotten world.

He lives in agony, knowing that his goals would send him to death when deep down he also wants to stay with you for the rest of his life, you made him see life colorful for the first time, and he doesn’t want to let this opportunity go. So here would be two endings; a tragedy, Dabi gives you the last kiss before he goes to war, and you give him your last kiss when you hold his burnt dying body in your arms.

Or the happy ending; Dabi manages to live, his body in a terrible condition but he still lives.

Dabi in love would be someone that would totally die for you. But he’d also do something much harder, Dabi would live for you as well.

[xspiderfanx]

MY DAD WAS LOOKING AT MY PLUSHIE OF DABI AND ASKED IF HE WAS A FARMER?????? SIR WHAT ABOUT THIS MAN LOOKS ANYTHING LIKE A FARMER TO YOU

[doumadono]

Requested by: @leven-and-ashley on my discord

MY HERO ACADEMIA MASTERLIST

Dabi first notices you in a crowded market. The contrast of your unique appearance against the mundane surroundings catches his attention. He observes you from a distance, intrigued by the way you navigate the world with confidence despite your distinctive albinism.

Intrigued, he discreetly follows you, observing from the shadows, his interest growing with each passing day. Dabi is drawn to the way you carry yourself despite standing out, a feeling he intimately understands.

He overhears snippets of your conversations, noting your insecurities about your appearance. Dabi finds himself silently empathizing with your struggles, seeing a reflection of his own societal challenges.

One day, as you navigate through a dark alley while getting back home from work, you notice a faint scent of smoke and an eerie, blueish glow nearby. Before you can react, a voice cuts through the shadows, "You look lost, sweetheart." It's Dabi, leaning against a wall, his blue flames flickering at the tips of his fingers.

Startled, you eye him cautiously, but Dabi's smirk and casual demeanor somehow put you at ease. "Couldn't help but notice you've got that unique look. I appreciate uniqueness."

The guy suggests walking you home, considering it's not safe to be alone in your neighborhood at this late hour. You agree, and during your casual chat, he brings up the challenges of looking unconventional. You're surprised a stranger would delve into such personal topics.

Dabi starts engaging in casual conversations, appearing randomly wherever you go. He subtly drops compliments, making you blush with his unexpected flattery. "You seem to be everywhere I am. Are you following me?" you ask openly. "Nah, it's just a coincidence. But who wouldn't want to be around someone as interesting as you?"

You're still blissfully unaware that you're dealing with a dangerous villain.

Discovering common interests, you find yourselves having longer conversations every time you fall on him while minding your businesses in the city.

Dabi opens up about his own struggles with societal expectations, creating a connection between your unique experiences. He expresses admiration for your resilience. "People judge us based on appearances, yeah? But I see you, and I appreciate what I see."

After encountering him once more, you release a sigh. "Hey, Dabi, chatting with you is cool and all, but… Maybe I'm crazy, but do you fancy grabbing coffee at my place? It'd a bit more relaxed for a chat," you propose.

He agrees, and shortly afterward, he takes a seat at the small table in your minimalistic kitchen while you prepare coffee.

As you sit and chat with him, he's captivated by your incredibly pale face, white hair, eyebrows, and eyelashes. Delicate freckles adorn the base of your nose and cheeks, and your pinkish irises draw him in. You're stunning, and he can't help but be entranced, unable to take his eyes off you.

"Are you okay, Dabi?" you ask, tilting your head to the side.

He nods, "Yeah, you're just really pretty," he compliments, "and I gotta be honest with you. I respect you, and you deserve the whole truth."

You frown and nod, awaiting his confession.

"Did you hear about the big fire in the convoy taking a villain to Tartarus?"

You nod.

"That was me, I caused the fire and helped him flee. I'm a villain too, and I work for the League of Villains."

You blink, your blood running cold. After a moment, you simply nod. "I had a feeling you might be something else. You never liked crowds in the city, always trying to keep a low profile. Just so you know, I'm not wealthy, and I don't have much, but you can have…"

He frowns. "I ain't here to steal from you or cause harm, Y/N. Just thought you should know who you're dealing with."

You nod slowly, "Even as a villain, you were one of the few who didn't bully me because of my looks," you tell him. "Thanks for not being scared or disgusted by me."

His scarred hand gently reaches out, caressing your cheek, causing another blush to tint your cheeks. "I've mentioned it before, haven't I? I find you beautiful," Dabi says, smirking shortly after. "And I appreciate you not being disgusted by my scars as well."

Since that day, you started seeing Dabi regularly. You even let him crash at your place whenever he needed to lay low or had enough of the League of Villains' shit. And you didn't regret it. With him, you felt like the most beautiful princess. He constantly reminded you that, despite your unique appearance, you were beautiful just the way you were.

[blaazeee]

dabi/toya todoroki🔥💙

[thecuriousquest]

You’re Pissing Me Off

Tag List: @issamomma @repostingmyfavs @chickennugnugnug @palesweetscherryblossom

Warnings: Yandere themes, NSFW, oral sex, implied kidnapping, hair pulling, rough manhandling, piss kink, crying kink, degradation, nudity, forced cold shower, Dabi has cock piercings

***I’m going on a posting spree to clear out my drafts.***

This totally doesn’t have anything to do with the poll from a while back. 🫠

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You wake up to a tongue lapping at your puffy clit. The night before was rough with Dabi. He edged you for hours until he finally let you come, but he didn’t stop there. No, he made you come over and over again until you were so fucked out that you forgot you were his captive.

You try to sit up, whimpering, attempting to close your thighs.

He nips your bud as a warning to settle down, but you don’t heed the message. It’s too damn early, and you’re still so sore!

“Dabi, no! I don’t wanna!”

You try to smack and push at his mess of black hair. Fuck, he’s being really stubborn.

Finally, he looks up at you. “What, you too sore? Quit being such a cry baby about it. Let good ol’ Dabi take care of ya.”

His smirk is wicked, and you try to squirm away from him even more. You hear an annoyed sigh, but it doesn’t prevent you from trying to free yourself of his grip on your thighs, the ones heating up, getting hotter and hotter by the second.

You scream and jerk so hard that you manage to grant yourself a bit of wriggle room, and you fall off of the bed. Dabi looks down at you and laughs at you.

Scrambling to your bare feet, you take off, running for the door. The hallway is long, but you see the stairs right at the end of it leading up to somewhere. You make a mad dash for the steps, but Dabi is tall, meaning he’s faster than you. He catches up to you quickly, closing the distance before you can even reach the third step.

He grabs you by your hair, pulling you into him. His lips plush against your neck, his cock right against your back, an arm around your hips, the other around your chest. He secures you tightly against him.

“I bet you didn’t know I love a good chase.” He bites your ear, hard.

Your gasp turns into a short scream of pain as he drags you back to his room. Slamming the door shut, he takes you into the adjacent bathroom, pushing you into the bathtub.

“You know you can’t run from me. You’re not that dumb, right? Who am I kidding. All that runs through that tiny brain of yours is cock. That’s all you want, just to be bent over and fucked like the bitch that you are.”

Dabi pulls his cock free of his pants. “I tried to do something nice for you this morning. Make you feel good. You just had to spit it right back in my face though. Fucking ruin everything. Don’t worry, I’ve got another surprise here for you.”

Dabi leans over the tub, placing a hand on the shower wall right at his eye level. He aims his pierced cock at you. It leers at you, hauntingly. You can still feel it pushing against your cervix, making a little bulge in your tummy from last night.

A hot stream of liquid hits your face, and you throw your hands up to cover yourself. Shocked at first, you open your mouth to yell. Droplets land in your mouth, and you quickly clamp your lips shut, trying instead to breathe out of your nose. The stench is pungent and fucking bitter!

His piss lands all over you, saturating your hair, stinging your eyes even though they’re closed. You’re entire body, naked, becomes sticky and damp with the yellow bodily fluid. It’s hot running down your skin, droplets of piss clinging to your nipples. It’s all over you from head to toe.

Once he finishes and shakes the remaining urine off of his dick, he puts his flaccid length back into his pants. You hear the zipper, watch the button go back into place.

Shaking with hatred for him, crying because you’re covered in his disgusting piss, you look up at him as you try and swipe what’s clinging to your lashes away with the back of your wrists.

“Why the fuck did you do that?!”

He shrugs and shoves his foot in your face, knocking you off balance so that he can watch you fall. You hit the bottom of the bathtub roughly from your crouched position, hissing as you splash against his urine.

“I don’t really have to explain anything to you. All you have to do is sit there and take whatever I give. You got that? It’s all you’re fucking useful for now. It’s your only purpose. You just take it like a good little whore, and we won’t have any problems.”

“Can I just take a shower?” You’re so uncomfortable, and you’re beginning to feel cold with how wet you are.

Dabi shoves his hands into his pockets, stretching his burnt skin as he smiles down at you. “Why don’t you beg me for it?”

“What? Dabi, come on, just let me shower.”

“Get on your knees and beg if you wanna shower so badly.”

You have no other choice. You internally grumble a thousand curses at him as you push yourself up onto your knees. Kneeling before him in the bathtub, you look up at him with pleading eyes, face dripping with sticky yellow beads.

“Please, let me take a shower, Dabi.”

He cocks his head at you. “Come on, doll face. You can do better than that.”

Closing your eyes and sighing away your rage, you attempt another plead. “Please, please, I really need a shower, Dabi. Please, let me take one. I’m so…dirty. I don’t like smelling or feeling like this. Please?”

He turns the faucet on cold and runs the shower, not allowing you any warmth. He stands there with his arms crossed, watching you shake and try to cover yourself with your arms, attempting to retain any amount of heat that you can.

It all washes away, but you’re so frigid that you can barely work the soap over your body or the shampoo and conditioner into your hair.

Dabi undresses from his pants and boxers. He steps into the shower, closing the curtain. He spins you around so that you’re facing him, and the flame thrower holds you closely. Instantly, you begin to warm up when his body presses against yours.

He leans down, whispering into your ear, “Don’t say I never did anything nice for you.”

[lilchibi-chan]

𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐆𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐆𝐢𝐫𝐥

Dabi x Black Fem! Reader one shot

𝖳𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗂𝗌 𝗂𝗇𝗌𝗉𝗂𝗋𝖾𝖽 𝖻𝗒 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗈𝗇𝗀 𝖦𝗈𝗈𝖽 𝖫𝗂𝗍𝗍𝗅𝖾 𝖦𝗂𝗋𝗅 𝖿𝗋𝗈𝗆 𝖠𝖽𝗏𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗎𝗋𝖾 𝖳𝗂𝗆𝖾 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝖥𝗂𝗈𝗇𝖺 & 𝖢𝖺𝗄𝖾. 𝖨 𝖿𝖾𝖾𝗅 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖼𝖾𝗋𝗍𝖺𝗂𝗇 𝗅𝗒𝗋𝗂𝖼 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝖨’𝗆 𝗀𝗈𝗇𝗇𝖺 𝖻𝖾 𝗋𝖾𝖿𝖾𝗋𝖾𝗇𝖼𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗂𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗉𝗈𝗌𝗍 𝗃𝗎𝗌𝗍 𝖾𝗆𝖻𝗈𝖽𝗂𝖾𝗌 𝖣𝖺𝖻𝗂. 𝖨𝖽𝗄 𝗂𝖿 𝖺𝗇𝗒𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝗁𝖺𝗌 𝖽𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖺𝗅𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝗒, 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝗂𝖿 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗒 𝗁𝖺𝗏𝖾 𝖨’𝗆 𝗌𝗈𝗋𝗋𝗒. 𝖨 𝗉𝗋𝗈𝗆𝗂𝗌𝖾 𝖨’𝗆 𝗇𝗈𝗍 𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝗍𝗈 𝗌𝗍𝖾𝖺𝗅 𝖺𝗇𝗒𝗈𝗇𝖾’𝗌 𝗂𝖽𝖾𝖺𝗌, 𝖨 𝗃𝗎𝗌𝗍 𝗐𝗋𝗂𝗍𝖾 𝗐𝗁𝖺𝗍𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝗉𝗈𝗉𝗌 𝗂𝗇 𝗆𝗒 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝖽 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖽𝗂𝖽, 𝗌𝗈 𝖺𝗀𝖺𝗂𝗇 𝖨’𝗆 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗒 𝗌𝗈𝗋𝗋𝗒 𝗂𝖿 𝗌𝗈𝗆𝖾𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝗁𝖺𝗌 𝖺𝗅𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝗒 𝖽𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌. 18+ 𝖺𝗎𝖽𝗂𝖾𝗇𝖼𝖾𝗌 𝗈𝗇𝗅𝗒

Contains: dominant dabi, attitude/talking back, teasing from reader and Dabi, slight choking, spanking,praising and cuddles

You and Dabi have a very flirtatious relationship. Always teasing each other, purposely doing something that would get on the other ones nerves or make them jealous, not in a bad way, but just enough to make the other person a little uncomfortable.

It’s been a while since you’ve actually teased him and made him jealous, so today you decided to be a little bit of an asshole.

You two were gonna be heading into the city to do some shopping, so you decide to dress cute and wear a lacy, black corset top with a pleated mini skirt. You pull out an oversized zip-up hoodie and some platform boots.

You leave your hair down, natural curls draping your shoulders.

You wake Dabi up and tell him to get in the shower, so that you can head out.

After he gets out, you decide to head towards the bathroom and open the door. He has a towel wrapped lowly around his waist, his hair is wet and wavy.

You eye him up and down and he watches your lust filled eyes as they scan his body.

“Like what you see, little one,” he asks

You walk over to him slowly and close the distance between you both. Your lips now barely touching.

“Depends,” you start,“is there something to look at”

You move your face away from him and start to walk away.

Then, you remember that the perfume that Dabi loves the scent of is in the bathroom. You turn around and open the medicine cabinet, reaching for the perfume.

You spray your wrists, neck, behind your knees and over your hair. As you’re about to put it away, you fumble the cap of it and it ends up on the floor in front of him.

You bend down facing him, then come up slow, your body slightly caressing his. You put the cap on the perfume and put it back in it’s original place. After this, you leave the bathroom and Dabi watches after you not sure what to think of what just happened.

You walk away feeling proud of yourself and wonder how far you can take it while out in public.

You finally make it to the mall and you decide you wanna go to forever 21 first just to see what they have. Sometimes it’s a hit and sometimes it’s a miss, but you still like to see what’s inside.

You found a couple of pleated skirts that you liked and some shirts with short puffy sleeves that you can wear on or off the shoulder, as well as some spring/summer dresses.

“I wanna go try these on,” you tell him

“Okay, I’ll wait outside. Come over when you’re finished,” he says starting to walk away

“Dabiiiii, come with me,” you say pouting and staring at him with pleading eyes

“You’re not gonna stop until I go with you, are you,” he says

“No,” you say still pouting

He rolls his eyes and gives into you

Although, he acts like he’s annoyed, you’re very important to him and he knows he’s not the best choice, but you still choose him over anyone else. He doesn’t want to mess anything up between you two, so he tries his best to keep you happy. It’s in his own way, but he still tries.

You head into the dressing room and start getting ready to try on the clothes, when a thought crosses your mind.

You picked up a silk slip dress that has a low back.

You take the dress off of the hanger and slip it on.

Dabi was sitting on the bench outside of your dressing room and you knew this would get a reaction out of him.

“Babe, I’m ready to show you the first outfit,” you say, then open the door of the dressing room

He looks up and sees your dress and you notice a glint in his eye.

You stand there biting your lip

“What do you think,” you ask flirtatiously

He stands up and walks over to where you’re standing and looks down at you. He smirks.

“And where are you wearing this little number,”he asks, cupping your face in his hand

“Wherever I feel like,” you retort

“Mm” is all he says

He caresses your spine with a few fingers and slowly moves closer to your bum.

“Something wrong baby,” you ask smirking

“Not at all, darling” he says

He notices a guy, that was also there with his girlfriend, staring at you. Looking you up and down.

He walks over and grabs the guy by his shirt.

“If you wanna keep your eyes, I suggest you stop looking at my girl,” he says, his hand aflame

“Babe, stop. You’re gonna get us kicked out,” you say worried

He looks at you, then back to the guy. He throws him back on the bench and you go gather your stuff from the fitting room and get dressed.

You pay for your items and leave the store.

“You didn’t have to do that,” you say with a slight attitude

“He was asking for it,” Dabi says nonchalantly

“So what? You’re gonna do that to every guy that stares at me,” you ask

He stays quiet and smirks.

“Dabi sometimes-ugh,” you say and start walking ahead

He does a small run and catches up to you. He softly grasps your hand.

“I’m sorry, baby. I’ll try to be better,” he says sincerely

He pulls you close to him and kisses your forehead. He moves down to your lips and kisses you slow and passionately. He slips his tongue to your bottom lip to gain entrance to your mouth. You make out for a couple seconds and then pull away.

“That’s all you get,” you say

He stands there, taken aback

“Wha-why,” he says

“Punishment for what you did,” you say then turn and walk away

You don’t hear footsteps behind you.

“C’mon I’m hungry,” you say, still not facing him

When you make it to a restaurant and get greeted by the host. You get seated immediately at a corner table.

“Hey folks, how are we doing today,” the waiter says

“Good,” you say with a smile

“Yeah, fine,” Dabi says, already slightly annoyed

You notice the waiter’s eyes keep coming back to you in a flirtatious manner and decide you want to have a bit more fun.

“Here are your menus,” he says, handing Dabi his first and then handing you yours, making sure your hands brushed

“I’ll give you both some time to decide,” the waiter says, then walks away

You can feel Dabi’s eyes on you, but decide to ignore him.

“Did you decide what you’re gonna get,” he asks coolly

“Yeah, I’ll call the waiter back over,” you say

You put a hand up catching his attention.

“You ready to order gorgeous,” he asks with a flirty smile

“Yeah,” you say, leaning forward and crossing your arms under your chest and propping them up on the table

“Y’know, I actually couldn’t decide on a drink, so what do you recommend,” you say, then put a hand to your neck

He leans down and gets closer to you.

Dabi leans back in his chair and stretches his legs, then cocks his head to the side and rests it on his hand.

You can tell he’s getting annoyed and it doesn’t help that you can feel the heat radiating from his body, but you can tell he’s trying to keep it inside.

Your waiter stands back up straight and turns his attention to Dabi.

“And for you sir,” he says

“Don’t worry about me. Just make sure she gets whatever she wants,” Dabi says

He leaves the table and puts in your order.

Your food and drink come out a couple of minutes later.

“You want some babe? You haven’t eaten all day,” you ask in your sweetest voice

“No little one, I’m okay. You eat,” he says calmly

“O-okay,” you say

You finish your food and head home. On the way there you try to make conversation with Dabi, but he’s only been giving you one word answers or noises as answers. You start to feel bad and think you went a bit overboard with the teasing.

You unlock the door to the apartment and enter, Dabi right behind you. You turn and lock the door.

When you turn back around, Dabi has a fire and hunger in his eyes. This is the moment you knew…you fucked up.

He puts a hand around your neck and pushes you against the door. He squeezes softly and leans down to your ear.

“Good little girl…always picking a fight with me,” he growls

He lifts you up against the door by your legs in a swift motion. He slips a hand under your skirt and goes between your legs to where your panties are covering you. He slips two fingers under the fabric, holds it in his hand and rips it.

A gasp escapes your lips.

“Those were my favorite,” you say a little sad

He lets out a low chuckle

“You really think I give a fuck about that right now,” he says,“You’re gonna learn what happens when you push me to the extent that you did today”

He carries you down the hall and into the kitchen and puts you down so that you’re standing. He turns you around and bends you over the kitchen counter, both wrists being bound by one of his hands. He lifts your skirt and removes the rest of the fabric from your mangled undergarment. Then, blasts it into thin air and it becomes nonexistent.

He spanks you on your right cheek six times, each a bit harder than the last. Then repeats it on the left.

He takes a couple fingers and runs them along the slit of your lips, slow and lingering touches. He puts his fingers between them to feel the slickness that has started forming between your legs, but never enters you.

“Ohhh look at you, already getting so worked up. We’ve only just begun darling,”he says, then hovers over you to whisper in your ear

“I’m gonna make you ache and beg until you can’t take it anymore. Make you pant and whine until the only thing escaping that pretty mouth of yours is you either only sputtering nonsense or my name.”

He grabs a fistful of your hair and guides you to the bedroom. He throws you onto the bed and you turn on your back to face him. He takes off your skirt and flings it across the room behind him and does the same with the rest of your clothes. You are now laying there completely naked and feeling strangely vulnerable as he stares at you. The way an animal looks at its prey before it gets devoured.

You wanted to cover up, but you were too scared to even move.

Dabi goes to the closet and pulls out a leather case. He rummages through it a little and finds what he’s looking.

He approaches the bed with rope, blindfold and a flogger in hand.

“Sit up,” he commands in a low tone

He places the blindfold over your eyes and ties it tight enough that it won’t fall.

“Lay down, arms at your side, legs spread,” he says in your ear after fastening the blindfold

You scoot up on the bed and do as he says, laying flat on your back.

“Alright princess, time to teach you your lesson.”

He goes to the right side of the bed and ties one side of the rope to the bed and the other to your wrist. Then goes down to your ankle and repeats the same process. He moves to the other side and does as he had before.

With the flogger in hand, he runs it up your right leg slowly, then over your lips, moving up to your stomach and the valley of your breasts. He then touches the flogger to your already hard nipples. Teasing you. Your toes start to curl, as your sensations feel heightened, due to your lack of sight.

He moves the flogger down your body again and lightly taps your pussy, the throbbing in your core growing.

A small whimper escapes your mouth.

“Aww how’s my angel? Is she feeling a bit needy,” he taunts

He takes his middle and ring finger and enters you deeply, keeping them there to feel your warmth.

“What a needy and wet little cunt you have. Throbbing and slicking, just waiting to be ravaged. Your time will come, just not as soon as you may hope for,” he says

You feel the mattress sink, notifying you that he’s coming onto the bed.

You feel him hover over you and get closer. Your lips just centimeters apart from his.

He places a soft kiss on your mouth and moves down your jaw and neck gingerly placing small pecks, stopping above your chest. He rolls your nipples between his thumb and index fingers. You feel them ache as they get harder and this causes you to arch your back slightly. Another moan escapes your mouth.

He takes your right nipple into his mouth, biting it gently. His hand works on your other nipple, still squeezing and rolling it in his fingers. Then massaging your breast.

He moves his hand down to your cunt and places two fingers on clit, making small, calculating circles before moving down to your folds, just teasing them. You arch your back again and feel yourself getting needier as the slow movements of his hands bring you closer to the edge.

“D-Dabi p-please,” you squeak out

He continues teasing your clit and your folds, taking his mouth away from your nipple. The cold air biting it as the warmth of his mouth and lips leave you.

You feel him get off the bed.

He goes to each side of the bed and unbinds your limbs from it. He removes the rope from your ankles, but it remains on your wrists.

“Legs up, hands above your head,” he says

Again, you do as you’re told.

You start to feel warmth on your folds and that all too familiar feeling of his mouth and tongue. His tongue slipping up and down, entering you at times.

“Mmh you always taste like the sweetest honey, but today, you’re especially sweet. Even more so with those eager moans coming out of your mouth.”

He goes back to devouring your sweet taste and takes his thumb to tease your ass. He makes small circles as he had done to your clit, the combination of your juices and his spit making it all the more edging.

“Dabi, please just fuck me,” you say breathlessly desperate

“Oh yeah,” he taunts,“how bad do you want it? Tell me.”

“Dabi, p-please…I need you to-,” you get cut off by a moan

“Pl-please Dabi, I need you. Please,” you say

“Okay little one,” he says, then kisses your cheek,“Now keep this hands above your head.”

He teases your center with his tip and you grind your hips to feel more of him. He chuckles a bit, then slowly slides into you. A low, guttural moan exits his mouth and he hangs his head. He removes the blindfold from your eyes and your hands stay bound to each other above your head.

You blink, giving your eyes time to adjust to the room.

He places a hand on your jaw, so you can face him.

“I want you to look me in the eyes as I pound into you,” he says, staring into your eyes as if he’s talking to your soul

You bite your lip as his strokes start slow, hitting you deeper each time. The room is filled with low moans coming from both of you as you lose yourselves in each other.

He starts to go a bit harder, pounding into you since he’s gotten more comfortable and used to you now. Your moans start becoming more erratic the harder he goes.

“Fuck,” you moan out

A small chuckle comes from Dabi.

You feel yourself getting close to your climax, when suddenly he stops.

“Wh-Why’d you stop,” you ask

“Oh darling, I’m not finished with you yet, so don’t look too heartbroken,” he says, then kisses your cheek

“I want to see you unravel, so I’m gonna edge you until you are at your weakest,” he says lowly into your ear

“Now be a good little princess and get on all fours for me.”

You turn around and do as he says, arching your back.

“Ohh look at you. So pretty,” he says, admiring your pussy

He slams into you and begins at a hard, but slow tempo. You moan after each thrust into you.

He picks up his pace and grabs a handful of your ass. Your moans creating a symphony of pleasure.

He grabbed you by your neck and pulled you close to him. While one hand stayed on your neck, the other was busy on your clit. Again, you feel yourself about to climax when he stops and picks you up, so you’re straddling him. He has you up against the wall and starts fucking you again. His movements starting to become less controlled.

“That’s it, princess. Look right at me,” he says

Desperate moans fill the room as you both feel yourselves come undone.

He lets you finish first because although he’s a villain, he can be a gentleman when it comes to you.

He lets you down and helps you balance.

“Get on your knees, gorgeous,” he says, then kisses you

You kneel as he says.

“Open your mouth. I want you to taste yourself.”

You take him into your mouth as he says. You feel yourself getting even wetter as you please him.

“Fuck, darling. Your mouth feels so good,” he says and lets out a low moan

He keeps pumping into your mouth, drool leaking as you become even more aroused than you already were.

“Fuckfuckfuck,” he mutters out as he releases into your mouth and throat

He cleans you up and kisses your forehead. He tucks you into bed, still naked, and joins you.

He pulls you closer and massages your shoulder with his thumb.

“You were so good for me, princess. Just get some rest now,” he says and gently kisses your lips.

art by birf__ on twitter

I hope y’all enjoyed this story and stay tuned for more works!!! I’ve been sitting on this one for TWO YEARS, which is actually insane to say, but I’m glad to finally be posting it.