My Hero Academia Imagines

10 // Dabi // "Safe Word"

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She looked so fucking pretty. Eyes rolling back... hands gripping the sheets... thighs shaking. A sweet moan bounced around the room,

"Dabi..." I groaned. Hearing her moan my name... it was so hot. She started twitching a little bit. I wrapped my hand around her throat,

"You close, Doll?" She whimpered. I growled, leaning to her ear,

"You make such good noises, baby." Her chest pushed against mine. I chuckled,

"Say it. Say you want it. Say you wanna cum, babygirl." She whined and grabbed my wrist,

"I'm wanna c-cum... please..." Her eyes rolled back,

"Dabi, please... I'm so c-clo-" She moaned. I bit my lip and let her throat go, slamming into her as hard as I could. Her moans were my favorite sound. She fell into complete ecstasy as she finished. Her mouth dropped open,

"FUCK-"

~Y/N's P.O.V~

He didn't stop. I felt my whole pelvis go numb. It was the second time it had. If you had asked me how many rounds there were that fateful night, I wouldn't know. This numbness was different. It wasn't the good kind. I gripped the sheets, starting to feel light headed,

"D-Da..." The pleasure quickly turned into pain. I suddenly became aware of his nails digging into my sides. The muscles in my thighs started to burn. There were so many thoughts running through my head at once. My mind went to our safe word, but I was scared to use it,

"Touya-" He looked me in the eye as he went harder,

"Using my real name now, are we?" He sped up, driving himself over the edge. He moaned as he came, still sloppily thrusting. And he didn't stop. Just as quickly as he finished, he was back into his rough rhythm,

"Fuck, I could go forever." I caved. With tears streaming down my face, I cried out,

"Bowtie-"

~Dabi's P.O.V~

That's when I really looked at her. Hearing her use the safe word for the first time scared the hell out of me. Her breath was coming in short, tears were streaming down her face and she was in serious pain. I quickly got off of her, pulling my sweats back on. She had rolled onto her side and was crying quietly. There were harsh crescent moons on her hips. I looked at my hands,

"I did that to her... how could I-" I reached out and gently touched her hip,

"Y/N?" She flinched and took a shaky breath. I slid onto the bed and kissed her shoulder,

"I'm gonna go start a bath." I walked into the bathroom and started the water. Once it got hot, I plugged the drain,

"You hurt her... she'll never see you the same." I refused to believe it,

"Y/N's not like that..." The tub filled up,

"She's seen what you can really do..." I wiped my face,

"No..."

"She's gonna flinch every time you get close..."

"No..."

"You hurt her. You hurt her. You hurt her. You hurt her. You..."

"Dabi?" Her voice was weak and raspy. I ran to the bedroom, stumbling in,

"Yeah?" She was facing the door, covering herself with her arms,

"Who were you talking to?" Her eyes brimmed with fresh tears. I walked over and knelt down, reaching for her face. I couldn't help but look back at the nail marks on her hips. They were bleeding a little. I forced myself not to look,

"No one." She leaned into my hand and let her tears fall,

"Are you lying to me?" She was whispering. I wiped her face,

"I would never-" I heard splashing,

"The bath-" I raced back into the bathroom. It had overflowed a little, but it wasn't too bad. I turned off the faucet and tossed towels onto the wet floor,

"Fuck." I drained the tub a little and sighed. I finished cleaning the floor and walked back out to the bedroom. Y/N hadn't moved. I knelt back down,

"The bath's ready." She looked at me and nodded. I stood and helped her off of the bed. She wrapped her arms around my shoulders and tucked her head into my neck,

"My legs hurt." It stung to hear how she said it. To know that she was in actual pain. To know that I did it. I rubbed her back and started walking backwards to the bathroom. She struggled after me, gripping my shoulders for support. Her legs were buckling a little,

"She's going to fa-" Her legs gave out and she collapsed into my arms,

"You did this to her... It's all your fault..." I pulled her up and walked the rest of the way, holding her securely around the waist. I grabbed her behind the knees and held her to the water,

"Is it too hot?" She touched it with her foot,

"No." I set her in the tub,

"Do you want it warmer?" She shook her head,

"It's fine." I knelt down and gently rubbed her cheek,

"Do you need anything?" She shook her head. I nodded and got up to leave. She grabbed my arm and just kept me there. Just holding my hand. She didn't look at me. She didn't say anything. She just held on to me. After a few seconds of silence, she let me go and scooted forward. She still didn't say anything. She still wouldn't look at me,

"Can I get in?" She nodded. I slipped my pants off and slid into the tub with her. She scooted back in between my legs and leaned her head against my chest. I kissed her forehead,

"I'm so sorry." She grabbed my hands and wrapped them around her shoulders,

"Don't be. I know you didn't mean it." I hugged her tighter and rubbed my thumbs over her outer thighs,

"I never wanted to hurt you..." I wrapped my arms around her waist and pulled her closer, pressing my lips to her shoulder,

"...I don't ever want to hurt you..." I closed my eyes and squeezed her as tight as I could without hurting her. She reached up and rubbed her hand through my hair,

"It's fine, Dabi." She kissed my head,

"I'm not hurt too bad." I kissed her cheek, massaging her thighs. She sighed and I tucked my head into her shoulder,

"Ready to get out?" She shook her head,

"Just a little longer." I held onto her until she said she was ready to get out. I handed her a towel and helped her back to bed. I felt like I couldn't look her in the eye. Somewhere, deep down, I still felt guilty. I laid down next to her and she turned over to face me. She curled up against my right side, resting her head on my chest. She ran her hand up and down my forearm, grabbing my hand and lacing our fingers,

"Stop beating yourself up, 'kay?" In a moment of vulnerability, I climbed on top of her and laid my head on her chest. She laid back and rubbed my head,

"It's okay, my love. I'm okay." I buried my face deeper against her. Her heart beat was so soothing. The way her chest was rising and falling felt so relaxing. So peaceful. Every time her hand passed through my hair or over my back, I felt a welcoming sense of serenity. I held her tighter,

"...I never wanna lose you..." I felt her fingers dancing around my back, tracing my scars. I felt safe with Y/N. So vulnerable, even when I didn't want to be,

"You're everything to me."

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