His, and His Only

15

When dinner was done, food settled in our stomachs, Dabi's hunter energy immediately gripped the room in viper like a choke hold. One glance over at me from across the counter was enough to send shivers down my spine, make my body heat up, and my mind fall to mush.

How is he always possible of making me feel exhilarated, mortified, and submit to him, all in one second?

You could swear his second quirk was hypnosis.

"Get to the room little rabbit," he whispered huskily, not breaking his eye contact with me. I gave a small mischievous smile, he squinted at me, noting my smile. "Rabbit," he smirked, giving a warning.

"What's wrong?" I asked, innocently.

He stood up straight and started lazily walking towards me, "you wanna play hunter sweet heart? You know the rules, even a split second of running and I drag you back and ruin you harder, cupcake," he chuckled, his hands in his pockets, as if catching me is easy for him.

"I do," I said, not moving a muscle as he comes towards me, almost touching his chest to mine, looking directly down at me.

He rolled his eyes playfully then leaned down to my ear, "get in the fucking room," then kissed my ear.

I blushed at the sudden playful aggression and giggled, "yes sir," I replied and walked to the room, he gave a hard spank as I walked in front of him, causing me to squeal and jump. I looked back at him in shock, a wicked smile and gaze was all that was returned to me.

The second I got into the room he slammed the door shut and shoved me against it, holding onto my neck and staring into my eyes like a deranged serial killer from a horror movie. The way he looked down my entire body, then gave a small psychotic smile sent shivers down my body and butterflies raging in my stomach.

Call me sick but I love the depraved look in his eyes that he gives me.

His knee was between my legs, I bit my lip knowing he could tell how warm I was becoming from him. He started gently squeezing my neck until I let out a moan and started kissing down my body. "Try to run and I'll punish you," he sang as he kissed down my body, when he finally got to my thighs, he started kissing until he got to my inner thighs, then a bite, sending a shock wave of pain and pleasure through me.

"Fuck!" I squealed out and held onto his arm for support, but his grip on my neck made sure I wouldn't fall. He chuckled in my skin as his teeth clung to me, his lips sucking on my flesh to leave a bruise.

He pulled his face back slowly, leaving his grip with a pop and looked up at me, now red in the face, barely breathing, and sweating. "You're so cute when I'm torturing you," he stated lowly in my face, giving me gentle kisses on my lips, then re-pinning me by both of my wrists, "you can breathe," he whispered against my lips, "for now," he smiled.

The look in his eyes terrify the hearts of others, but it makes my heart flutter. He's full of passion.

I stared back into his eyes in a daze and giggled, "awe," he chuckled back before he gave one last kiss, then knocked on my knees with his, then let go of my wrists. He let me fall on the ground completely before putting his boot on my chest and leaning down to look at me, "I can't help but want to ruin you, especially since I'm the only one who can."