Achille's Heel (DabixReader)

Chapter Six

Pssst...Y'all get your grass ready. As much as I LOVE Dabi, this man would NOT be nice in the bedroom. We all know this...but isn't that part of the reason we all simp so hard? Buckle up, buttercups.

CW: corruption kink, degradation, praise, blood kink, spit play, begging, edging

That night you waited until Fuyumi went to bed before slipping out the front door. The warm breeze of the night felt nice against your skin. You were wearing a white tank top underneath a sheer button-up shirt tucked into your favorite skirt and some high-top sneakers. You catch a cab and arrive at the motel at the time Dabi requested.

Room 125. You find the number outside the right door and slide the card into the door. As you reach for the door handle, it opens. Touya stands in front of you wearing a loose white shirt and shredded jeans.

Your eyes flick to his face and you smile. "Hey."

He waves you in and steps to the side. The door closes behind you and you slide your bag off your shoulder, placing it on top of the dresser just inside the room. You look back and he's standing there with his hands in his pockets watching you.

"What?" You tuck a strand of your hair behind your ear.

His eyes are looking you up and down and you feel your cheeks heat when you notice the dark hunger in his gaze. He clears his throat and his eyes snap up to yours. "You dressed a little different than I expected. You...you um, look nice."

You look down at your outfit. "Oh gosh, I hope it's ok. I didn't know what we were going to be doing... I just assumed we'd be...hanging out?" You rubbed the back of your neck and your cheeks heated even more.

His low chuckle met your ears and you look back up to him. "I don't hang out." He walked over to the sofa against the wall and sat down. He relaxed against it and stretched his arm out across the top of sofa.

"Then what am I doing here?" You cross your arms over your chest and raise a brow at him. "You didn't give me much context."

His fingers tapped against the cushions and he sighed. He sat forward and ran his hands through his inky black hair, staring at the ground.

"Dabi..." your soft voice didn't get his attention. "Dabi. Why am I here?" You raised your voice slightly.

He growled and lunged off the sofa at you. His hand gripped your throat and pushed you back against the dresser. You gasped and your eyes went wide. Your hands gripped the top of the dresser. Your pulse was beating so hard you could hear it in your ears. You stared into his blue eyes as they darted all over your face. A scowl crept across his features as he leaned in closer and pressed his body into yours. He stilled and his eyes flickered to your lips just like they had that night in the alley.

"I can feel your heartbeat in your throat... Are you scared?" He whispered in his gravelly tone.

His hot breath was against your face and your head was swimming with his earthy ashen scent. His eyes were dark and he looked at you like you were his prey. Touya's eyes narrowed slightly when his jaw clenched and he squeezed your throat a little harder. You whimpered and grabbed at his arm.

"Answer me."

You shook your head.

"Oh, but you should be, little light..." He smirked at you. He loosened his grip on your neck slightly and lifted his other hand to your face. He ran his thumb across your trembling lower lip. He groaned and his mouth attacked yours. Your hands went into his hair and he lifted you on top of the dresser, knocking whatever was on top of it to the ground. He forced your legs open with his knee and ground into you. The hem of your skirt lifted up your thighs when your legs spread open. When you felt his stiffened member against your most sensitive bits, you gasped and pulled away.