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rd x mha
! original one shots !
ranking :
1 in eijiro kirishima
3 in oneshots
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walking through your city with your hood up you slightly shivered due to the sharp coolness of the breeze and the rain. you had received a message from dabi earlier to meet him at a hotel down town, it had been a while since the two of you had caught up but you knew exactly how it would go; he would drag you into the room, make our with you and probably fuck you and leave. but, it wasn't out of the norm, although it didn't bother you too much anymore; it was kind of thrilling to be having sex with a villain on the down low.
maybe you liked the thrill of the danger he brought with him.
or how good he was with sex.
you looked down to your phone to see the time.
10:56pm
fuck, you were slightly late but you weren't too far anyways.
turning down a few more side streets you had reached the hotel, the bright lighting hitting your face as you walked into the building, slightly drenched as you stepped out to the counter. a receptionist looking up to see your wet hair clinging to your face and avoiding slight eye contact.
"uh room for y/n"
using his real name was almost dangerous if any of them found out you would both be in major trouble.
"ah the master suite" she smiled and handed you the single key you thanked her and walked off to the elevator to go to the very top. the ride up to the top felt like it was taking forever, your stomach getting filled with butterflies as the elevator dinged, the doors opening slowly to reveal the empty hallway to the only two master suites - both as opposite ends.
you turned left and headed towards your room, going to reach the handle you noticed it was slightly opened; pushing it open you saw dabi looking out the large room spread window, he turned around to see your wet figure and he smiled. his figure getting taller was he was reaching you, he stood there, already shirtless but left in only grey trackies and his boxer bands hanging over the top of them. his blue eyes were almost filled with hunger and it was somewhat frightening.
"come here" he grabbed your wrist and lead you into the bedroom.
without having any time to say anything to him he unzipped your jacked and let it fall to the floor, he looked at your body and let his hands roam over every curve.
"strip for me"
he whispered in your ear.
you abided and slowly removed your clothing, one by one.
