I will update as ideas come to me, i will be focusing on men from the world of Anime. If you like characters like Dabi or Levi check out these shots. Most if not all will have +18 material so if you aren't interested in those types of fan fiction a...
"Katsuki, there is absolutely no reason for you to be this mad at me. I swear there is nothing between us!!" I screamed at him from down the hall as he stormed towards his dorm room, leaving me behind. It has been really hot this entire week, my clothes stuck to me from chasing Katsuki up 3 flights of stairs. Dabi came running up behind me out of breath and covered in sweat; "Dani, please wait! Can you at least give me a chance to explain why I kissed you?"
I turned toward him, my heart racing a mile a second. "NO YOU CAN'T! Bakugo already thinks there is still something between us and I don't want to lose him because of you!" I screamed at him, tears threating to fall from my eyes.
"Fuck him! Just come back to me and we can make this work." Dabi said as he was about to place his hands on my face, right before I pushed them away. "Please leave Dabi; you've caused enough trouble between him and I." Dabi swiftly grabbed my hands and pulled me tightly to him. "Dani. Baby, give up the fight." He leaned into my ear, "Don't pretend you don't miss my touch. My body pressed against you, the way I knew exactly where to touch you and how my lips feel against yours." Dabi said as he moved away from my ear and in a swift motion his lips crashed into mine. I pulled away; I fought against his strong grip and slapped him. "Get the fuck off of me!
Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
Dabi stood a little less than a foot taller than me; he stared down at me with a smirk on his face. "Right here in the hallway baby? You know what your slapping does to me. You know how much it turns me on." I could feel the heat rising in my face. I had to get away from him or else he'd never let this go. "Dabi, I've said this time and time again; we are through, we have been for some time now. Please stop! Just stop, enough is enough." Dabi stared blankly at me though I assumed he finally understood I was serious. I walked away, leaving him to watch me choose Bakugo over him.
Dabi had a point to a very microscopic extent; I missed the aggression during sex. That feeling that left you weak in the knees, the want and desire to constantly be high off the last orgasm. Dabi was open to many kinks, in fact he was the one that introduced me to all the stuff I'm into now. An old familiar sensation pushed its way between my legs as I tried desperately not to reminisce about mine and Dabi's sex life when we were dating. However, I couldn't stop the inevitable.
I wore a sundress that day; I didn't wear them often so that must have been what drove him crazy. My back was against the bookshelf in the library, Dabi had asked to tie my shoe as he knelt down in the middle of an aisle dedicated to a bunch of old books that no one was interested in. I felt him tug that laces tight and cup both sides of my ankle; his hands slid up to the seam of my dress. Both his hands holding either side of my thigh as I looked down at him; "These soft thick thighs look good enough to eat baby; so does this." Dabi said as he lifted my dress over his head and began to kiss the outside of my panties. "Da..Dabi, stop...stop we can't do this here, someone will see." Dabi ignored my concerns and pressed his tongue to the crease in between my lips, leaving my panties coated with his saliva. "You can't have me waiting forever, you taste too good to stop now." Dabi said between each lick. With my dress still over his head I braced myself against the shelves and lifted my leg over his shoulder. I placed my hands behind his head and arched my back to press myself against him more.
