"The smoke becomes hazy, I can no longer see"
Dabi was true to his words. He dropped you off at home and then left with hardly a word. You didn't think about it until he left. Not only did he now have two pairs of your underwear, he knew where you lived.
Which meant he could come over whenever he wanted. You doubted a door would stop him. You never asked what his quirk was but you were sure it was strong. There was nothing else you could really keep from him. He had you cornered, all you could do was wait for him to pounce. It wouldn't take much, he already knew your body so well. All he had to do was touch you and you would crumble before him.
Today, you didn't have to work. You spent the day doing everything you wanted to do. It was a nice relaxation, but you couldn't push away the haunting idea of Dabi showing up. Warmth pooled in your lower region thinking about him coming. Would he force himself on you or would he respect you?
You did your best to avoid being home. It was the only distraction you had.
When you returned, there was no sign of anyone in your apartment. You relaxed a bit, deciding to order take out. You shed your clothes for something comfortable as the night settled. A long shirt, no bra, and comfortable underwear. While you waited for your delivery, you turned the tv on to provide some noise. Your phone buzzed as you received a text. It was from Dabi.
<You work tonight?>
You felt your heart skip.
<No. Tonight the club is closed.>
<Ah, so then you are home?>
<Where else would I be?>
<Just checking>
You didn't like how the last text ended. You took a deep breath and calmed yourself, maybe he wouldn't come. You continued to convince yourself as the doorbell rang. You walked over and opened the door slightly.
You shut the door quickly, startling beautiful blue eyes you knew so well.
"Did I do something wrong?" you heard Dabi ask through the door. You calmed yourself and opened the door again. "No, I just wasn't expecting you" he didn't appear fazed by your response. "Were you expecting someone else?" he leaned on the doorway, causing you to step back. "Yeah I was, he should be here soon" you began to shut the door, but Dabi's hand stopped you.
"He?" Dabi's voice resounded through the small hallway. He continued to push his way in, kicking the door shut and locking it behind him. "Dabi..." you warned. But you both knew you weren't much of a threat to him. Dabi could feel the tingle of his flames coming to life. He calmed himself, not in front of you. Hopefully, never in front of you.
"I came to return these" he pulled out a balled up mess from his pocket. Your panties to be precise. You carelessly went to accept the cloth, allowing Dabi to catch your wrist. "Tell me more about your visitor" he demanded. His grip was strong, but not painful. It was enough for you to know he wasn't playing around but he wasn't going to hurt you. At least not yet.
"Are you jealous?" you challenged, smirking at him. "I'm not jealous, just possessive" he pulled you to his chest. His arm locked around your back and he tilted your chin up to kiss you. His lips were rough and demanding. His teeth tugged at your bottom lip, bitting hard enough to hurt. You gasped at the pain, shivering as his tongue entered your mouth. You felt your knees go weak, Dabi pushed you back into your sofa.
You collapse against the cushions, breaking the kiss. You gulped down air as you tried to sit up. A calloused hand pawed at your chest to quickly subdue you. "Here you are falling apart under my touch and you waste time with someone else..." he squeezed your breast for emphasis. You thought about explaining yourself, but it was getting too good. Dabi hadn't shown this type of aggressiveness since you first met. He had been careful with you the past few times, but tonight you wanted him to be rough.
