strangled

⁴⁹a moonlight's lighting [pt.2]

continuation...

Dabi's now sitting on the mattress with his back against the headboard as your kneeling next to him with your lips moving against his. He pulls you to sit on his lap as his hand reaches for your bra then pulls it off.

Pausing for a brief second, he admires your naked body. Before this, he thought you couldn't get anymore beautiful.

God, was he wrong.

Seeing you in your naked glory just for him makes his heart jump. Your shape, your skin, the needy look in your eyes. The tips of his fingers softly stroke your cheek as he stares deep into your eyes.

He's a bit scared to be rough because you look like such a beautiful art piece all he wants to do is stop and admire. If his dick wasn't hard to the point of it being painful right now, he would have forgotten about fucking you and just spent the rest of the night admiring you like his heart aches to.

"You're perfect. How are you so perfect?" He murmurs his thoughts allowed. "You want more inside you, don't you?"

You quickly nod.

Dabi groans, his hands playing with your chest, "Say it. I want to hear you beg."

"Please. I need you. Please fuck me."

Dabi moans and swears under his breath. His dick has never been so hard and sensitive before. "God, I need to get out of these pants it fucking hurts." He rasps, hurrying to unbuckle his loose belt.

He pulls down his jeans to reveal that he isn't wearing anything underneath.

Dabi isn't going to bother taking his pants all the way off. How can he when he's been waiting to be inside you for so long? The fabric ends up lazily bunched up near his ankles.

He lifts you off of his lap then aligns himself with your hole. You grip his shoulders when you feel him rub his tip against your clit still wet with his saliva, teasing himself. A groan leaves his mouth when the realization hits him; he's about to fuck the girl he's been obsessing over for years.

All of those times he touched himself while thinking about you...

Dabi bites his bottom lip, trying to keep his breathing steady. "I'm going to fuck you so damn hard."

Before you can beg him to hurry up and put it in, he pulls you down onto his dick.

Your forehead falls forward onto his shoulder while he whispers curses under his breath and leans his head back on the headboard, his eyes closed and mouth slightly open. His hands grip your ass to keep you still. You're so warm and wet, the feeling of being inside walls that grip him so tight is heavenly.

He's not even all the way in, but an urge to cum washes over him instantly. He leans forward to kiss your lips, doing everything in his power to hold back his climax while he pants, "Oh fuck."

Dabi pulls you down to fit more of himself in making your legs shiver. "You're so big." You moan, trying to fully adjust to the new feeling.

He's too big and your walls gradually stretch to fit the huge intruder inside. You thought it would feel bearable right from the start-like how sex with Shouto is all the time-but it's uncomfortable, yet somehow the best thing you have ever felt.

"I can see my dick in your stomach..." He whispers in awe, running a finger along the small bulge in your lower belly.

"Tell me to stop if you need me to." He says before kissing your forehead then digging his face into the crook of your neck.