Me and the Devil

Selfish

She sat at the bar, unzipping her jacket. Her mind reeled from the night. A sigh left her as she opened a beer, taking a sip quietly. She was exhausted, but sleeping right now wasn't an option.

"What did he say?"

She glanced over at Dabi before taking another sip, "That we are business partners...I'm supposed to use the bar for information." She rubbed the back of her neck, "Though, I think his words were loaded."

"That's probably a correct assumption," he sat beside her, "Chise be careful with him...he's unpredictable. Always getting what he wants..."

"I can tell." She looked at him, "If they hurt my brother...I will rip them apart."

"They won't do anything," he looked at her, "though if you cross him, he won't hesitate to make a point."

"Yeah," her voice was quiet, "how did he know so much about me?"

"Like what?"

"He mentioned my parents, but, it's like he knew more..." she frowned, "I don't like that."

He reached over a traced her jawline, "Relax. Powerful people can find out whatever they want, however they want."

"Are you using him too?"

"Yeah," he raked a hand through her soft waves, "I have no intention or care for his goals."

She scoffed with a smirk and sipped her beer, "Like you're using me." She chuckled when his hand faltered, "Did you think I didn't notice?"

His hand softly gripped her hair, bringing her close, "Everyone uses everyone in the end Chise."

Her hand settled on his chest, her eyes dilated slightly, "You think so?"

"Yes," he glared into her green eyes, "selfish desires always get in the way."

"Is killing Endeavor your selfish desire?"

His grip tightened at the name, a wave of anger flew through him, "No."

"Then what is?"

"You," his lips crashed into hers in a deep, demanding kiss. A warmth rushed through his body. Fucking hell her lips were soft, she tasted sweet as his other hand gripped the back of her neck, pulling her against him.

Chise felt like her heart was about to burst from her chest. She had not expected this. Sure he teased her, but to actually have this moment, it made her mind go blank. He reluctantly released her, "Chise."

"What?"

He leaned down and kissed her again, "Take me to bed with you."
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As soon as he walked through her bedroom door he threw his jacket aside and pulled her to him. He had to have her, there was no avoiding it any longer. His lips crashed into hers in a mind numbing kiss, his hands wound underneath her shirt, feeling her warm, smooth skin. He broke their kiss and pulled it over her head, tossing it aside. A large scar was settled between her breasts, making him pause. His fingers traced along the slightly risen skin, "What did this?"

"My father," she closed her eyes when his lips settled on her neck.

He nipped along her jawline, "Fuck him." His lips met hers again. Her hands softly glided over his shoulders, settling into his hair. He moved her backwards onto her bed before his lips hungrily kissed down to her collarbone, biting down on the soft flesh. Chise let out a soft gasp and gripped his dark hair. Goosebumps shot up his spine. He tore away from her and pulled his shirt over his head. Chise sat up and claimed his lips again, slightly surprising him.

Her touch felt like fire on his already warm skin. Her lips felt sinfully good on his neck, making his blue orbs close. His hand reached around her neck and lifted her back to his lips. He quickly discarded the black bra that was in his way before pushing her onto her back. He was immediately over her, his mouth made its way down to her breast.

Chise closed her eyes and let out a shaky breath, her back arched from the touch of his warm hands. Her nails glided on his back, making him grip her thighs. He nipped the sensitive skin in response to her teasing. A soft moan left her lips, music to his ears.

Throwing her jeans aside, he nipped her hip as his hands raked down her body. Fuck she was hot. She was cute, and had a nice body, but seeing her like this, reacting to him, it was almost painful. He had to have her to himself. He would have her to himself.

Dabi wasted no time removing his own clothing and plunging himself deep into her. A whimper escaped her lips before his mouth covered hers once more. It was almost enough to send him right then and there. Her nails dug into his shoulders as he moved his hips. He was a lot bigger than she expected, but it felt divine to be tangled up with him. His hands held a vice grip on her hips as he hissed in pleasure, "Fuck Chise."

Her back arched as his movements went harder, her soft moans grew breathless as she felt the pressure forming in her abdomen. His lips settled on the bend of her neck as he sucked on her soft skin. A hand gripped into his hair as he pounded into her. Their lips crashed into one another as they hit their climax. Dabi groaned as he came hard, burying his face into her neck, catching his breath.

They stayed this way for a while, quietly basking in the a comfortable silence as they sorted through their thoughts. Dabi laid his head on her chest, listening to her strong heartbeat, her hand was absentmindedly playing with his hair. For the first time in a long time, he felt peaceful. He was relaxed with her beneath him. His warm hands slid up her curves, "He's my father."

Chise blinked for a moment while she put the pieces together, "Endeavor?"

"Yeah," he buried his face into her neck and breathed in her scent. "He wanted the perfect soldier to surpass All Might...I wasn't good enough."

Chise was quiet for a long moment. She knew Dabi didn't want pity. He wanted revenge. Her fingers softly traced the cool metal staples on his flesh, "You better make sure he knows..."

His blue eyes looked at her, "I will...I'm going to expose him for the fake bastard he is...I'll drag him to hell with me."

"People like him....they ruin people like us and get off Scott free." She bit her lip, "It's time for that to end."

His placed a soft, deep kiss on her lips, "Then let's change that."