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These days everything tends to just blur together in your eyes. It never used to be this way but, then again, you used to have someone to help fill these lonely moments. It had been several months since the last time you had even had contact with the dark-haired man you truly thought cared for you as much as you did for him. Things were great between you, well in the only way it could be between you and a notorious villain on the run, and he even seemed… Happy with you. Until one day… Dabi was just gone.
Not a sign or a trace that he had ever been in your life at all. The little things he, you liked to think intentionally, left at your apartment. His hoodie, his jacket, some spare boots… Just little things that told you he was comfortable in your presence. You woke up one day and everything was just gone. It hit you hard at first, you knew very well how you felt about him after all, and you spent the first week in bed. Your room littered with tissues and take out boxes and just generally disgusting as you “processed” the fact that the one person you had come to rely on more than anything… Was just gone.
Until one day it was just enough for you. It was as you were going to relieve yourself one day that you spotted the way his absence had begun to affect you physically. Your hair, a beautiful color that shone no matter what, was matted and ragged from a full week without washing and no brushing. Your skin was pale, and you could vaguely see little specs of dirt and crusted over stains from take-out. And decided then and there that you had had enough of letting his absence rule your mind so much. He was only one man after all, and they were a dime a dozen. (that’s what you told yourself anyway to help deal with the pain)
So now here you were, about half a year later, working your stupid dead-end job and faking nice with people you would much rather punch in the fucking face. You sighed heavily as you slammed your apartment door behind you and made sure it was latched completely before turning to head into your kitchen. But you paused where you were and took in your surroundings. Your apartment is a studio, so everything was open and your kitchen is right next to your living room. You couldn’t put your finger on it… But something felt off.
You looked around the living room before shrugging the feeling off and turning to head into the kitchen. You dropped your purse on the counter and went to grab a drink from the refrigerator. It was as you were reaching in that you stopped again… And turned back to the counter where you dropped your purse. Now on a good day you’d like to think you had a pretty good memory. Hell, even on days when you were out of it from a long shift of work, you would remember leaving something like this out… You frowned hard as you made your way over and picked up the object sitting on your counter. It was a small box, plain with no markings on it at all, and just small enough that you wouldn’t have noticed it at all until way later if you hadn’t put your purse down right there next to it.
You tilted your head and held the box up to your face as you inspected it. Giving it a small shake, you could hear something rattling around inside of it. So, with a small sigh, you pulled the top off carefully and then felt both of your eyebrows shoot straight up into your hairline. Inside was… A pair of earrings? And not just any pair… You remembered these clearly… But you also knew they were way too expensive for you to afford. How the hell then did they end up in your apartment? They were beautiful, dark blue studs with little white spikes around the ball, almost looking like a morning star. You set the box back down, without removing the earrings, and went to leave the kitchen.
The earrings were the start of random items that found their way into your apartment. It was confusing as hell because your windows were always sealed shut and your apartment was locked up tighter than a miser’s purse. This kept on for several more months until one day…. One day, you opened your apartment door after a long shift, longer than usual because some people don’t know how to fucking show up for work, and were greeted with the sight of a dark apartment. You made sure the door was locked up properly before you flipped on the light by the door and turned to head into the kitchen. Only to stop dead in your tracks as your gaze landed on a very familiar figure lounging on your couch.
He was splayed out like he tended to do whenever he came around. His arms stretched across the back of the couch and his legs spread wide as he grinned at you with a fire blazing in those crystal blue eyes of his. “Heya Princess” his voice was just as low and throaty as you remembered, and it sent a shock straight down your spine. Thankfully, however, you managed to keep a tight lid on your emotions before you turned to drop your purse on the counter. You took a few moments to center yourself, closing your eyes and breathing deeply, before you turned to face the man who had haunted your dreams for months. “… I take it you’re the one responsible for the random shit showing up in my apartment?” you asked calmly, despite the fact your heart was racing, and your hands were beginning to shake, as you approached and stopped several feet away from him.
You watched as he moved just enough to lean forward and let his arms dangle between his legs as his gaze narrowed in on your ears. “Awwww s’the matter princess? Didn’t like the earrings I left for ya hmmm?” he asked in an almost mocking tone, and you narrowed your own gaze back at him. Even as he stood up slowly, damn your short stature, to tower over you who refused to be cowed and you straightened your back to glower back up at him. “What are you doing here Dabi?” you asked in what you hoped was a neutral tone. But even you could detect the break at the end, so it was no surprise at all that he picked it up as well. He moved closer until his hands were moving to skim over your arms and shoulders. The touch was featherlight and barely there but it still sent a shiver straight down your spine. “Well, I figured it’s been a while…. Should probably check on ya hmmm?” He smiled at you but there was nothing warm in the way you looked back at him. “Get out Dabi” you finally snapped. He had a lot of fucking nerve showing up here, after bailing on you for almost a year, and acting like nothing was wrong.
He cocked his head to the side and the way his mouth twisted made something in your stomach flip in a way that it hadn’t for months. You had forgotten how Dabi loved it when you got mouthy with him… Pissing you off seemed to be one of his favorite things to do. So it really didn’t surprise you when you found yourself being jerked forward into his body by his hands on your upper arms. “Now darlin’ that’s no way to talk to me, is it? After all, It’s been such a long time” his voice was still low, and he was almost purring at you as he stared down at you with something familiar simmering in his eyes. But… You couldn’t, you wouldn’t, just give into him that easily. So, with a quick jerk, you yanked yourself from his hold and turned to stalk off down the hallway to your bedroom. “Leave Dabi you aren’t welcome here” you called over your shoulder.
For a moment, it was quiet, and you thought that he might actually listen to you. But as you were going to close your bedroom door, a hand shot out and you let out a startled cry as the door was slammed all the way back open and he stepped into the room with carefully measured steps. “We’re gonna have to do something about that fuckin’ mouth of yours doll” he rasped out even as he moved closer until you were backing up and falling onto your bed. Your eyes went wide as you watched him reach down and yank his belt off. Never once did he take his gaze off yours even as he moved forward until his knees were pressed against the bed. And you watched, but did nothing to stop, as he leaned over you to grab your hands and quickly wrap his belt around your wrists. Only then did the thought come back into your overwhelmed brain that this shouldn’t be happening. That you should be pissed as fuck and kicking this asshole out of your apartment.
“Dabi-“ he cut you off with one hand on your mouth even as he bent over you until his mouth was brushing your ear. “Not a fuckin’ word from you until I say so got it?” He bit at your earlobe, and you cried out as he tugged until he pulled back. Leaning with his knees on the bed, he didn’t even hesitate to light his hands up and place them against you until you were squirming and panting at the heat as it seared your clothes completely off. “Dabi that was-!” he cut you off again with his hand going back to your mouth. “Since ya don’t wanna listen…” he cut himself off before he moved back to strip off his jacket and then his shirt. You could only watch as he ripped it at the bottom and then he was on you again. Shoving the cloth into your mouth and very much enjoying the muffled noises that came from around the gag. “Maybe if you’re good… I’ll stuff something else in that cute mouth of yours” he grins at you and you cant help the way you clench your thighs together.
He laughs, the sound nothing but mocking, as his hands move to your skin and they are surprisingly gentle as he traces over your beautiful skin. “Really missed ya these past months… Shigaraki had me by the balls y’know… Imagine my surprise that you weren’t happy to see me….” He trailed off again and you couldn’t help it, your body craved his touch even after all these months, when you moaned as his fingers dug into your hips. “… Remember, babydoll, that I tried to be nice… You asked for this…” you could only squeal around the gag as he yanked you around until you were flat on your stomach. Your wrists still bound tightly by his belt as he hiked your hips up. You felt his hands move over the globes of your ass in an almost sweet gesture before suddenly they were gone. He left you in a state of uncertainty for a few moments, he was quiet and there was no touch on your skin nor any sound from him, before you felt heat. You knew right away what he was about to do. The one thing you had always been unsure about. The one thing, he told you he wouldn’t do without your consent, and you squirmed and tried to crawl away as his hand slammed down viciously on your ass. You let out a strangled garbled cry at the burn on your ass, but he was ruthless as he brought his hand down again and again and again until you couldn’t move. Until your tears soaked into the sheets beneath you as you hiccupped around the gag in your mouth.
Distantly, you could hear the ruffle of what you assumed was the rest of his clothes. “See, babydoll, we could have done this completely different… It’s our first time together in a while y’see…” his voice was low, but you couldn’t hear any trace of the man you fell in love with, in his tone. “But ya just had to be difficult, didn’t you? Even ignoring the little gifts, I left for you… So now…” suddenly his voice was at your ear, and you shuddered at the feeling of his breath on your skin. He let out a raspy chuckle before leaning back and his hands met your hips to hike up your ass again. Your fingers clutched at the sheets, and you buried your face in the bed even as you felt him sliding his very familiar cock along the folds of your cunt.
“You want to act like a bitch I’ll be sure to treat you like one” was the last thing he said before he rammed his thick, pierced cock straight into your already weeping cunt. Your body jerked as he set a brutal, relentless pace from the start. His hands bruising and hot on your hips as you listened to the sounds of him groaning from behind you. You cried out around the gag in your mouth and gripped the sheets tighter as he used you for his own pleasure. His cock battered into your womb like he was trying to completely break you apart and you could only hold on for the ride. A hand wound it’s way into your hair and suddenly you found yourself with your back straight against his chest. His other hand moved around until he was squeezing your tits and tugging at your nipples without ever stopping the movement of his hips.
“Haaaahhhhh…. Just had to be difficult huh?! Now I cant even see that pretty face of yours… Haaahhhh… Maybe… If you’re good… Maybe I’ll even let you cum on my cock hah?” he hissed into your ear, and you whined even as your hips began to move on their own. But Dabi only laughed softly and tugged on your nipple until you let out a pained cry. “Nah baby nah you don’t get to cum… Not for the way you spoke to me hah?... Let’s see how well you take it and maybe, just maybe… I’ll be nice…” his mouth meets your neck, and he bites down harshly until your squirming and trying to jerk away. He grunts against the skin of you neck and it’s not long at all until you feel his cock swelling inside of you. “Gonna fill ya up now- be good and fucking take it” he snarls and then he’s shoving you back down into the bed.
His hands meet your hips again and it’s not even a full minute later that you feel something warm and sticky flooding your insides. Your body is shaking and you’re panting around the gag but you can only move with him when he yanks you around until you’re flat on your back again and his burning gaze is meeting your wide eyes again. “Guess ya got lucky doll…. Cause it’s not as much fun if you don’t fuckin’ cream around my cock like a good little slut~” he sings it at you and suddenly you’re groaning as you’re folded in half. Your knees by your head and Dabi bent over you to watch the way he slams his cock straight back into you again.
And Dabi keeps his word. He doesn’t stop, doesn’t let up on you, until he’s making you cum over and over and over. Until your mouth is dropping open, and the gag is falling out. Until there’s nothing on your face but the stupidest and most fucked out expression, he thinks he’s ever seen. His fingers wrap around your throat, and he squeezes to watch the way your expression somehow goes even stupider. “Haha fuckin look at you. Knew ya couldn’t stay mad for long. Too much of a cock-slut for that huh? Be good and fuckin’ take it then” he grins viciously down at you as he bends to push his mouth to yours in a brutal kiss that leaves you gasping for air.
So… Maybe you weren’t that mad at him after all…