Smut Fanfics

Chapter 1 : Naughty girl (Dabi x reader🖤💙)

Dabi groaned in distaste when he noticed the apartment was barren of any trace of your presence he had just gotten of work with the LOV and his body was begging to get some  special treatment from your wondrous hands however it seemed that you We're going to be a bit late coming home from your shift at the downtown diner dabi wondered if he could pay you a visit and annoy you until you finally call it a night and tend to him however Dabi's  lips turned into a small grin as he kicked off his shoes at the door 

He wouldn't mind seeing you in that cute little uniform the Diner required their employees to wear. He enjoyed seeing the small skirt sway against your thighs as you walked, leaving little for his imagination when you would walk away. While Dabi hated the idea of men ogling you in such a revealing outfit, Dabi could understand. You were gorgeous, absolutely perfect, and all his. You were his to kiss ,fuck,please, and use whenever he wanted just as he belonged to you. Dabi hummed in delight, his body heating up as he became aroused at the thought of fucking you on one of the diner tables for all of the patrons to see.

When Dabi walked into the bedroom, however, his eyebrows furrowed into a frown. There on the bedside table was a fairly large, ridged, black and blue vibrator. Dabi grabbed the toy firmly, twirling it in his hands. He could tell that it had been recently used, the smell of your lustful acts still a bit heavy in the air. Dabi couldn't remember ever buying this for you. Had she bought it herself? He thought
Dabi's lips upturned into a smirk.
Guess he would be getting taken care of after all.

You groaned in delight the moment you stepped into the dark apartment. Your shift at the Diner had been excruciating, and you were sure that if one more man made a dumb comment on your dumb uniform, you were gonna kill someone. Toeing your shoes off at the front door, you were delighted to see that Dabi had gotten home earlier than you. It was a rare occurence for him to do so. Perhaps Shigaraki had gotten tired of the fiery boy's smartass remarks? You let your bag drop to the ground as you began to undo the tie to your uniform.

Maybe you could take a hot bath with Dabi before pampering each other. Smiling, you nodded before unbuttoning your jacket. Walking to the bedroom, you walked in and froze, spying Dabi's cyan eyes glaring at you, your vibrator in his hands. He was leaning on his forearms, his kneecaps supporting him, and Dabi asked you.

"Where did you get this, (Y/n)?"

Your cheeks flushed and you mumbled, twiddling your fingers together as you looked away from him.

"I, um-"

"Look at me when I'm talking to you, woman."

His voice was calm, but you knew better. You knew that beneath that calm facade was a storm ready to crash against the shore. In this moment, you couldn't tell if Dabi was teasing you or actually pissed off. It made you nervous. Your eyes flicked up at him, and Dabi asked you again, his eyes narrowing more.

"I'm going to ask again: where did you get this from, (Y/n)?"

"I got it at the adult store downtown."

You answered nervously but honestly, your cheeks flushing as Dabi simply glared at you. He clicked his tongue, standing up and sauntering to you, his one hand almost breaking the toy, he was holding it so tight.

"Am I not good enough for you, darling, or are you that insatiable?"

Dabi was nose-to-nose with you, your back pressed against the wall as he towered over you. Dabi leaned his head forward, his breath hot against your lips as his hand came up to press flatly against the wall beside your head, trapping you.