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“Another bust!? Fucks the matter with the two of you!?” Shigarki was never one to yell, especially at Dabi. But, I suppose after him and I failing five missions in a row he has a good reason.
“Tomur-”
“Just, just shut up.”
“Shiggy, I’m-we’re sorry. We didn’t-”
“I said shut up.” Tomura yells louder. “You two had a simple mission and managed to fuck it up yet again. I don’t get it. Explain to me what happened?”
“Well uh…” Dabi trails off then looks at me.
I’m taken back and point at myself. “Me? Seriously?”
“You’re a newbie.” Dabi pokes.
I scoff at his rude remark. “You can’t be serious.? You’re the one training me for missions, you’re at fault too!”
“Am not. It’s not my fault you can’t follow directions.” He crosses his arms and looks down at me.
“Well you don’t give good directions! What the hell do I do with ‘oh shit he’s over there! ’?”
Dabi scoffs. “You’re just mad you got called out.” He shoves my shoulder.
“What the hell did I say about putting your hands on me!?” I shout and reach for my knife.
“Ok! Ok!” Tomura interrupts the fight. “Get out and we’ll talk tomorrow. I gotta-I don’t even know just leave.” Tomura sighs and goes to sit at his desk.
I leave without hesitation, I notice Dabi stays back. After sitting on the floor for a few minutes Dabi walks out the room. He looks down at me and chuckles. “Sorry I don’t have any change.” He flashes a pout.
“Fuck off.” I sit up and walk beside him. “So…?”
“You’re so nosy.” Dabi pokes my head.
I swat his hand away. “Quit it.”
“You’re such a baby.”
“Man shut up. Just tell me what happened.”
“Nothing.”
“Nothing? That smile on your face doesn’t say ‘nothing’ .”
He stops and faces me. “Y/N chill. I didn’t say anything to get you in trouble if that’s what you’re worried about.”
I want to believe him and there's a small part of me that does. The only thing is, Dabi is the type of guy to throw people under the bus to save his ass and this ‘friendship’ of ours isn’t enough to save me. I’m worried sick for myself.
“Whatever.” I sigh and walk off.
“Hey.? What did I say?” He follows me. “Y/N c’mon. I’m telling you the truth.” He stops in front of me. I look up at him with a worried look. “Y’know I’d never lie to you.”
He seems sincere and genuine, making me want to believe him. “I know.”
“Then relax. You’re fine. WE’RE fine.” He smiles at me.
The pit in my stomach says something else but I guess. “Ok.”
“Great. Now let's get outta here. Let's relieve some stress.”
- - - - - - -
“It’s a bit of a mess just letting y’know.” I open the door. The mess in question was a pair of shoes in the middle of the floor, a sweater on the back of the couch, and a water bottle on the table.
Dabi chuckles. “Some mess.” No matter how many times Dabi came over this place was never a mess. It was always so warm and cozy, he felt like a cookie. The entire apartment was just a comforting vibe, same as you.
“I’m sorry. I left in a rush.” I toss my bag on a chair. “I need a blunt and a burger.”
Dabi tosses his jacket on the chair then makes his way to the kitchen and opens the fridge. “You need to go grocery shopping.”
“Shut up.”
He then goes for the cabinet. “Hmm…”
“Oh no yea, help yourself.” I say in a sarcastic tone.
“I will and am.”
“So annoying.” I mumble. “I'm gonna shower then we can smoke.”
“Mhm.” He says with a mouth full of chips.
“You’re so gross.” I roll my eyes then leave.
Dabi continues to snack as I do my own thing. As he eats chips he hears doors close then the shower turn on. There's a little voice in Dabi’s head that always talks to him whenever you and him are alone, that he so desperately tries to ignore.
He’d be lying to himself when he says he didn’t like you as more than a friend. He’s had multiple thoughts about fucking you, how your pussy takes his cock, your moans. He had to swat those thoughts away, especially the one he currently had. The voice told him to just bust into the bathroom, drag you out the shower, throw you on your bed, and fuck the smarts out of you. He couldn’t.
After about 10 minutes, I come out of the shower. “Still eating?” I tease.
“Shut up.”
I giggle and sit on the couch. “I picked this up yesterday.” I open the jar of weed and smell it. “Yum.”
Dabi sits down next to me. “Lemme smell.” I hand him the jar and he sniffs. “Smells like candy.”
“It’s razzle raspberry.” I say as I grind. “Pick some papers.”
“What are my choices?”
“If you open the bag, you can see them.”
“Smartass.” He smirks then opens the bag. Once he opens the bag he giggles.
“What?”
“These papers.” He says with a smile.
The papers in question:
Photo Creds: @cannastyle
“What?” I giggle.
“They’re cute.” He liked them, alot. He liked how you made things pretty and cute. “I’m vibing with these cherries.”
“Bet.” I grab a cherry wrapper and put it on the tray. I pour out the grinded weed and begin to carefully pack. Dabi watches me as I do so, I don’t mind because that’s just who he is, an observer. He watches as my fingers work carefully, holding the small joint stuffing it tight. “There's like a tiny rod in there, pass me it.”
He gives me the tool and continues to watch me. He’s picked up the fact that I’m a perfectionist from the few times we’ve smoked together. I always took my time with rolling and packing, he liked that and so did that voice in his head.
The voice whispered thoughts of if he ever got the chance to fuck you if he’d take it slow or rush into it. He’d definitely eat your pussy slowly, making sure to savor it and really make you feel it, maybe he’d add a finger or two. As for fucking you, he’d do it hard. He’d grab you by the hips and hair and ram his dick into you, no doubt about it. Lay you down and bite your neck as he fucked you. Your moans filling his head, hands gripping onto him, legs wrapped around him, yea~.
“Dabi.!” You snapped him back.
“Huh-what?”
“The lighter.”
“Oh.” He rummaged through the bag. “I uh-I can’t find it.”
“Damn. Ok hold on.”
“Nah I got it.” He holds a small flame on his finger.
“Cool.” I put the joint on my lips and held his wrist still. “Don’t move.” He couldn’t help but softly chuckle at your actions. “What?” I say as I light the joint.
“Nothin’.”
I inhale and the rush of the smoke fills me. “Mm~” I close my eyes and enjoy the feeling. “This tastes amazing.” I exhale with a smile then open my eyes. I hit the joint again taking a longer inhale. “Here.” I pass it.
He holds the joint between his thumb and pointer finger - inhale- “Mm~that's good.”
“Imma pack another.”
He hits it again and keeps it in. “Why? We can share.” -exhales-
“Just in case.” I start packing another cone.
He takes another hit then nudges me. “Here.” I turn to him and he puts the joint in between my lips and holds it while I inhale. He likes the way my lips just graze his fingers and holds the joint gently.
I keep the smoke in as he pulls away and hits the joint. I blow the smoke gently into his face and giggle. He smiles and shakes his head. “Ya think that’s cute?” He asks with a high smile..
“Kinda.” I giggle. I go back to packing the joint, only this time I could feel Dabi’s eyes on me. “I can feel you staring.”
“So what?” He takes a hit. “I like watching you.” He didn’t mean for that to come out but the high was messing with him.
I turn to him and smile. “You like watchin’ me?” I put the finished joint down and pick up another cone and pack it. “Yea.~” I shake my head and continue packing. “You gon keep that to yourself?”
He chuckles and passes me the joint. I hold the almost finished joint in my fingers, the smoke filling my mouth. I finish the joint as I pack. “Here.” I pass him the new joint. He lights the joint and starts smoking it. Despite me taking my time packing as usual, I finish packing 2 more joints then sit back. He passes me the joint and sits back, putting his head on the back of the couch.
I sit with my legs crossed on the couch and hit the joint. “So what did you and Tomura talk about?”“- inhale-
“Nothin’ much.”
I look at him. “Liar.”
He looks at me. “I told you’d never lie to you.”
“Y’know- exhale- you’re making that hard to believe?”
“How?”
“Just are.” I pass him the joint.
“You’re looking too into it. -inhale- Worried over nothing.”- exhale-
I put my head back and sigh. “I guess.”
“Here.” He passes the joint. “Let’s talk about something else.”
I take a long hit. “Like?”
“You’re amazing acting. Can’t believe you did that with a straight face in front of Tomura.”
I giggle and face him. “Light work.” I shrug. “I couldn’t get us in trouble.” He smiles at me. “But, I’m sure we won’t be getting paired up for a mission again anytime soon.” I hit the joint. The high was definitely getting to us now.
“Yea, that sucks.”
“Aw, don't be so sad.” I tease. “You’ll see me around.” I pass him the joint.
-inhale- “Mm-‘S not the same.” -exhale-
“What do you mean?”
“I like working with you. -inhale- Like missions and shit.” He passes me the joint and exhales.
“Aww you like me.” I nudge and flash him a smile as I hit the joint. “I like working with you too.”
He smiles and shakes his head, the high was definitely being felt. “I just like spending time with you.”
I can’t help but blush and smile at his comment, the high made me feel my feelings so much more intensely. “Stop it.”
“What I do. You’re so-” -inhale- I watch as he takes a hit waiting for the rest of the sentence. “-I don’t know. I just like you.”
“You like me?”
“Mhm.” He blows the smoke up. “How could I not?”
I sit up straight, intrigued. Dabi isn’t the easiest person to read, so for him to tell me this, I was going to listen. “Huh.” I respond feeling a tad taken back. Dabi didn’t seem like the type of person to get a crush.
“What?”
“Nothing. Just surprised.”
“Why?” He puts the finished joint on the tray.
“You just don’t seem like the type of guy to like a girl.” Did I just say that? Oops.
He chuckles. “What do you mean?”
“Mhm.” I shrug and look at him. “You give off like…hit it and quit it energy.” He laughs at my comment, again oops, this high is definitely getting the best of me. “What?” I smile.
“Nothin’, nothin’.”
I smack my teeth and lean my head back on the couch. “Why you always doing that to me?”
“Doin’ what?”
“Not telling me things.”
“What do you want me to tell you?” He looks at me with low high eyes, for some reason he looks hot, a bit too hot.
“Tell me how you feel about me.” The weed was 110% talking right now.
He smiles with a soft chuckle and turns away. “Oooh god.”
“C’mon.” I put a hand on his thigh. “Tell me.”
He turns to face me and shakes his head. “I can’t.”
“What's wrong? Ya scared?” I tease.
“Na. Just-...man fuck it.”
He moved so fast I couldn’t even process what was happening. My arms wrapped around his neck as he pulled me closer by my waist. The makeout was messy and fiery. He forced his tongue into my mouth, lapping the taste of weed and my saliva, he loved it.
The taste was better than he expected. It could be the weed but, damn you tasted so sweet to him. He wondered what else tasted sweet and how he couldn’t wait to taste it. He was so eager.
He shoved his hand up into your shirt and palmed your tit. He liked the way your kiss faltered at his touch, he also liked the way you wore a cute lace bra and how the hardness of your nipple poked. As cute as the bra is, it had to come off, he struggled a bit but he got it off, next was that shirt. His lips immediately went to your nipple, gently biting at it, while his hand pinched at the other. He liked the soft moans you let out.
“Not so hard.~” I moved his hair up and watched him. He looked like he’d been wanting this for a while, he also looked cute. I closed my eyes and relished in the feeling, the high making it better. Dabi sucked and bit at both nipples, giving both a little love and some. After he came back to me and kissed me. I hold his face and deeply kiss him, he tastes like weed and smoke, he was so intoxicating. I was loving the dominance, the aggressiveness, and the thrill of it all.
He shoved his hand down into my shorts and pushed his fingers on the cloth that covered my cunt. I let out a small moan at the feeling. “Ganna-get you-nice and wet.” I nod, not wanting to break the kiss. The feeling of his hand made my stomach fill with butterflies, I couldn’t help but softly moan into him. “Yea~ya like that?” “Mhm.” I kiss and nod. Shortly, after my answer, he moved inside the cloth and touched my bare cunt. “Oh.~” I break the kiss and look down.
“I’m up here.” He pushed his lips back onto mine. As he kissed me he shoved two fingers into me and swallowed my moan. “Fuck.” He said as his fingers slipped in and out of me. “So wet.” He gave me a small peck on the lips. I don’t even know what to say, it just processed what was happening. All I could do was bite my lip and nod at him. “So cute.” He kissed me again then went to my neck. At first he kissed various spots, loving when his lips touched the skin. The kisses turned into soft nibbles, nipping at the tender skin.
I move my hips to his hand and smile. “Yea~” “Mm~mhm.” The feeling was so blissful, I won’t deny it. I’d definitely fantasized about Dabi fucking me here and there, it was just a random thought though. But, now that it was happening, I couldn’t believe how good it felt, how good he is at it despite his obvious eagerness, he’d definitely imagined this more than a few times.
“Mm-wanna taste you.” He said as he bit down on my neck, causing me to whine. Without a response, he pulled his hand out my shorts and pulled them down. My body was now completely exposed for him, and he loved it.
The rush of everything made it so much more hot, there was no foreplay, no anticipation, the feeling of not knowing what was next was exhilarating.
Dabi kneeled on the floor and propped my legs up, he looked at my pussy in awe, it made me feel funny. “Fuck.” He let slip out. He’d dreamt of this moment for a long while. The countless nights in his room where he'd touch himself thinking about this pussy, the taste, the warmth, the wetness. He was ready for this.
Tugging you closer, he gave your thighs soft kisses and bites, he wanted to work his way up to his main meal. With the flat base of his tongue, he pressed it against the wetness of your pussy, dragging it upward, spreading the taste in each bud. “Mm.~” He groaned. He was pretty sure he just creamed his pants, the taste alone gave him enough dopamine to last years.
Tossing your head back in pleasure, he tossed your legs over his shoulders, held onto your thighs and devoured you. He did exactly as he planned too, he was eating you out nice and slow, he took his sweet as time. He was making sure to get every drop in his damn mouth, not one bit was going to waste. “Mmm~mm.” His moans vibrated on your cunt, making you smile down at him. He looked up at you and kept eye contact as he added a sneaky finger in, he liked the way it slid right in, he couldn’t wait for his cock to slide right in next. Another finger was added, and from there he pumped and sucked. “Shit.” I hold onto his head and push him in. “Just like that.” I move my hips. I hold him still and use him, which he didn’t mind, in fact he liked the way your face looked as you did it, the look of pleasure.
The high enhanced the feeling so much. His tongue felt so good, so wet, and better than I imagined. “Mm~yea.” I smile. He knew that I was close and it excited him, hell his dick was a leaky twitching mess, which he needed to deal with. I close my eyes and hold him as I feel the spill of my orgasm coming. His tongue and fingers never mess up their pace. The way his free hand pinched at my nipple, made my body climb higher and higher. “Mm~oh god~I’m-I’m…!” I use both hands to hold his head down deeper into my aching cunt. “Fuck!” I exhale, as he laps up my orgasm. His tongue barely touches the sensitive clit, but when it does, it makes me shudder.
He comes up and deeply kisses me, the taste of me still evident on his lips. He wastes no time undoing his pants and I waste none either when I tug them down. One thing I always imagined was the size of his dick and looking at it now I was ready to take the whole thing. The mean looking vein that slid up the shaft of it, the tightness of the head, and how fucking hard he was. “Ya scared?” He teases. I was bit. I already knew he was about to fuck me hard. “No.” “Good.” He kissed me and laid me down. He spread my legs open and palmed my cunt.
“Ganna fuck you nice and good. Make you think about me for days.” I watched as the length of his cock slid up and down the wet folds of my pussy. “Ganna make this pretty pussy miss me.” He used his thumb to rub my clit. “Mm~.” “Yea...you ready ain’t you?” He looked down at me with a devilish smile that rang of pure lust, he was 100% serious about everything he was saying.
“Yea~...” I nodded. He smiled and put the tip in slowly. “Fuck.” He licked his lips. “So…fucking wet.” He leaned his hips in and put the entire length of his dick with ease. I gasped and looked down then back up. I felt so full, the feeling of his cock filling me felt so good. “Oh shit.” I whispered. “Fuck.” He groaned. The feeling of your plush, warm, wet walls made his dick twitch, which you felt. The feeling was so surreal, he wanted to just lay like this for a while and have you cockwarm him.
Some other time.
He dragged the length of his dick out and rammed it back in, the tip hitting that deep part of your pussy which made you feel funny. “AH!” “Yea~” He smiled at your reaction. He did the same thing, making your legs twitch this time. “Fuck!” I whined. He spread one of your legs out of the couch and the other over his arm at a angle to wear he could fuck you nice and deep.
The thrusting of his hips never gave you a chance to catch your breath, there was a brief moment only when he had to readjust himself, which he did quick. The brutal aggressive pace felt so good. Dabi loved it. He loved the way your tits bounced at every thrust, the way you so easily took him, and that pretty face of yours, he needed to cum on that face immediately. “Dabi~” I whine. He bent down and kissed you, his tongue slipping in your mouth. He could tell off that whiny tone you needed more. His thrusts never stopped, not even when he slapped the side of your thigh. “Mm!” “Mmm~yea...fuck.” His cock loved the way your pussy felt, you took him so well and he loved it.
The intense pleasure hurt so good, it was like every muscle and nerve was glass. It didn’t help when Dabi put a hand on your throat and fucked you harder. “Shit!” You were about to come undone any moment, he could tell, you just needed that extra push. He took his thumb and circled your clit, the feeling made you moan lowly. “Yea, cum for me.” He mumbled. “C’mon!” He snapped his hips.
My body arches off the couch as I reach the edge of my orgasm. Looking for something to grip onto, I hold Dabi close. The aggressiveness made you a whiny moaning mess. “Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god.” I looked up at him and nodded. “Dabi~” “So cute.” He smiled as moved his thumb faster, making you gasp. The look on your face was one he’d remember. You gripped onto him and let the feeling take over.
Broken gasps escaped your mouth at every thrust, and the accompanied tingly sensation from your clit made you fall off the edge. Eyes softly rolled back, lids half closed, and out of breath, you finally came on him. He let out a long groan when he felt your pussy spasm. The feeling of your walls squeezing him drove him crazy. "Shit."
He thrusted a few more times, overstimulating your tired cunt, he wanted to cum in it so bad, he wanted to mark his territory. “Fuck babe-feels-so-good.” Each word meant with a grunt. He bottomed out as he came, laying on top of you as he came. “Fuck…” He groaned, giving you a sloppy kiss as he slowly thrusted riding out the feeling of his climax. “Mmm~mm~.” You moaned into his mouth.
He sat up and slowly dragged his cock out of you, a mix of juices lathered him. He tapped two fingers on your clit, making you twitch. “Ah~” He used his thumb to push the mixture back into your pussy. The feeling made you softly moan.
He gives one last kiss then grabs your shirt and hands it to you. “You ok?” He says as he grabs a joint.
“Yea.” You slipped the shirt on and sat close to him. He put an arm around you and exhaled the smoke. “Good. Here.” He passed it. You take the joint and inhale. “So how long have you been waiting for that?” I ask with a smile. “Too fuckin’ long. You?" "Just as long."