I hold hands with Tomura as we walk from my bedroom to the bar to get a drink. I heard an unfamiliar voice come from Dabi's bedroom.
Tomura tilts his head as a blonde male exits from Dabi's room, his shirtless figure drenched in sweat.
"Uhh," I hear myself say.
The blonde jumps slightly, his huge red wings arching defensively. "You saw nothing!" He runs out of the bar quickly.
I blush deeply. "Well, then," I cough.
Tomura looks at me strangely. "Who was that?"
I shrug. "Dabi had an ass appointment I guess."
A small snicker comes from Tomura. "You think Dabi is a top?"Tomura sips a glass of whiskey as we sit at the bar alone. He still holds my hand in his.
I can feel him changing, coming out of the shell he trapped himself in.
'Good to You by Marianas Trench' plays from the juke box in the corner.
I feel Tomura squeeze my hand lightly. I watch as he downs the rest of his drink, taking a deep breath.
"Can I dance with you," he asks with a boldness in his beautiful red eyes.
I smile softly. "I would love that."
We hop off the bar stools as Tomura leads me to the empty floor. He pulls me close to him, wrapping his free arm around his waist.
We slow dance together to the song until it fades out.
"Ray," he says in a soft voice. I look up at him.
"I want you to be with me," Tomura says, looking at our hands entwined with each other. "Would you be mine?"
My heart skips a beat. I nod with excitement. "It's about time you asked."
I wrap my arms around his neck, pulling him down to me as I kiss him. He moans quietly against my lips, kissing me back.
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Fanfiction"I just want a goth girlfriend with really thick thighs and a loving heart. And if she wants me to wear a maid outfit and fuck me in the ass, then say less." NSFW +18 smut and lemon possibly fluffy abuse blood/gore I DO NOT OWN THE TIKTOK THAT...