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‧͙⁺˚*･༓☾ dabi / touya todoroki ☽༓･*˚⁺‧͙
- wc: 1929 -
VILLIAN DABI and pro-hero y/n, two people from completely different worlds who just so happened to sleep with each other when one needed it. it was a mutual agreement that you would have sex with no feelings, but it had become very obvious that dabi was obsessed with you.
even though you were a pro-hero, dabi still thought you were flawless. he had actually been obsessed with you for a while, seeing you on the news or in magazines. he saw you and wanted you, and he was going to get you.
and that's what lead you to your current situation. you were sitting back on your bed, looking up at dabi with a furrowed brow. he was hovering above you, a fair distance away. he looked down at you with condescending eyes and you couldn't help but feel a bit aroused.
"no kissing and no marking," you reminded the patched man with a pointed finger, your lips making a small pout. he gave you a shit-eating grin before leaning down so your faces were inches apart. his breath fanned your face and he was so close you could smell the faint aroma of smoke that poured from him.
"noted," he whispered seductively, licking his lips and darting his eyes across my face. "so can we start?"
you nodded, looking up at him with glossy eyes. dabi prided himself in knowing your body. he knew what to do to make you shiver and where to touch to make you moan. your body was his, he's claimed it more times than he could count. you were his, you were just a bit too stubborn to admit it, but that was okay he was patient. you, not so much.
your hands quickly went to the hem of his shirt, pulling the fabric off over his head. your hands roamed across the expanse of his chest, reaching down for his waistband. before you could unbuckle his belt, he grasped both your wrists.
"i'm not looking for a quickie babe," he said lifting your hand to his mouth to kiss the tips of your fingers. "i want to take my time with you."
"when you have a meal this good you don't rush through it, hm? i intend to devour and savor every last bit of you." he purred in your ear. you couldn't help the shiver that it sent through your body nor the growing need for him to touch you.
you laid back, looking up at dabi with hooded eyes. he smirked down at you, making quick work of your tank top. he threw it across your room without a second thought, causing it to land near your door. you arched your back off of the bed so he could reach behind you. he unclipped your bra in one try, his face in between your breasts, licking sloppily. you couldn't help but sigh and moan in unadulterated bliss.
you were on cloud nine, a blissful expression on your face as you stared up at him. and, you ignored the soft 'mine' that slipped past his lips. those sinful lips that didn't touch your lips but, feathered around your face as his hands squeezed up your waist and cupped your breasts, rolling your hardened bud on occasion. one hand let go of the soft mound to dance across your skin southward.
