Dabi x Reader- One Shots

☁You're Such a Tease☁ 🍋

A/N: There are no major spoilers in this, but if you're not caught up in the manga then it is up to your discretion to read; you may be a little confused is all! This one-shot takes place between the Paranormal Liberation Front arc and Shigaraki receiving AFO. The nine lieutenants and Y/N live in the headquarters in the Gunga Mountain Villa.

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The digital clock sitting catty-cornered on the nightstand beside your head read 8:32 AM. The blinding rays of sun shining through the window indicated that it was merely after sunrise. It was cold in the room, your breath was hot and turned to steam when you exhaled, that's usually how Shigaraki liked to sleep. You sat up and looked around to find that he was already up and presumably in meetings with the other lieutenants of the Paranormal Liberation Front plotting more ways to gain power. There were no notifications on your phone, meaning you had nowhere important to be or anything to do; free days were few and slim for you, and you could not throw away the opportunity to lay in bed a little longer.

The truth is, you're pretty valuable to Shigaraki's operation. Your quirk is powerful and your past full of convictions granted you keen stealth and strategic skills which made commanders of the different regimes fight over you. Everyone in the PLF knows about the relationship you have with the grand commander; It's not uncommon for you to wake up in his bed and receive special amenities during meetings and missions. And you definitely got your fix from Shigaraki, it was something in between friends with benefits and a loosely committed romantic relationship. While Shigaraki had you in absolute ecstasy and screaming his name every night you stayed with him, you were curious about someone else.

You left subtle hints hoping he would catch on and just take advantage of any alone time you two had together. During missions, you would brush your body past his tall, lanky figure any chance you could get and he would catch you staring at him in meetings across the table. It seemed like any effort you made towards catching his attention just faltered and this just meant you had to try harder. But Dabi did notice all of your little hints and was quite envious of how Shigaraki could just have you when he wanted. Dabi, however, just couldn't give in to your pitiful pleas, he needed you to drop to your knees and beg for him, that's just how he was. And after he decides you've suffered long enough and gives in, he plans to make sure you never have to go back to Shigaraki for anything.

The clock now read 9:42 AM and the excitement of seeing Dabi's sharp collar bones sticking out of his low cut t-shirt motivated your movements to get out of bed and search for something to wear. Thoughts of his unclothed body pressed against yours with a calloused hand tracing your figure made sparks fly throughout your body. You were craving the physical touch even though you shamelessly were covered in bruises from a harsh, but erotic, night with Tomura. The only article of clothing you could find was a graphic hoodie that fit your slim body like a dress, it would make Dabi livid to know that it was Tomura's, and to make matters worse, you couldn't find any undergarments so you were only wearing that hoodie.

With a smirk plastered across your face, you set off down the long corridors to confirm your suspicion that there were just meetings going on today and that you wouldn't have to fight on a mission. You had a plan, a devious one at that, and nothing could ruin it. A few more lengthy strides and you were standing in the towering doorway, looking into the main meeting room. It contained a large, round table where the nine lieutenants would sit with their laptops and discuss top-secret information. The meetings were usually private and only the lieutenants could attend, this rule certainly didn't pertain to you as you were allowed to sit in and look pretty for Tomura. Of course, sometimes you would have some valuable intel to share, but most of the time had no idea what was going on because you were staring at Dabi. You were a little concerned once you realized that no one was there.

"Y/N," Shigaraki beckoned from the room behind you. "It's about time you woke up, how much did you have to drink last night?"

'Shit' you thought to yourself. Faint memories of clanking bottles and the taste of expensive liquor swarmed your mind; this might explain why you couldn't find any of your clothes this morning. Tomura was sitting at a small kitchen table with his Nintendo Switch in hand, probably playing Mario Party since he quietly cursed to himself and moved the joysticks back and forth at a feverish pace. Behind him, in a small love seat, sat Dabi in an aloof position. His boredom was apparent if he was willing to sit there and listen to Shigaraki play his kiddie games. You strode in happily, almost with a skip, and threw your arm around the ever so concentrated commander. Dabi watched your movements closely, probably noticing what you were wearing and rolling his eyes. You were now positioned directly in front of your target and leaned forwards a bit to act like you were interested in what was happening on the handheld console. The cold air hit your behind and you could feel holes burning in your back; you've caught his attention, now it was time to be ruthless with your tease.

The hoodie's oversized fit didn't allow for full exposure of your ass but a loud, exasperated sigh left Dabi's lips like he was making himself comfortable for a show. You weren't exactly sure how much farther you could lean forward before you were practically laying on the table. So to bypass any awkward movement, you reached your hand back to the back of your thigh pretending to have an itch, but Tomura opened his mouth and you quickly placed both hands back on him.

"Y/N has gotten more intel about those heroes and brats from Hawks. I think you should talk to her about it, Dabi, since he was supposed to be your responsibility."

"Oh, so she's not completely useless then?" His deep, honey-coated voice resonated throughout the room and for a second, your mind felt fuzzy. He just insulted you, but you were so distracted by your hunger for him that you didn't even notice. "I'll worry about it later, that winged bastard can't have anything that interesting to say."

His breath hitched slightly with those last few words barely slipping out, basically choking on them. Once you brought yourself back to reality from momentarily slipping into a tranced state, you turned around, gave him a quick wink, and lifted the back of your hoodie. You were convinced that did the trick. With a quick, swift motion, Dabi was up on his feet and grabbed you by the forearm.

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a/n: Don't worry there will be a part 2 to this! I'm currently re-writing it because I just wasn't ✨feeling✨ it. I'll publish it as soon as I can. :-)

Word Count: 1226