Bottle Me Up (Dabi x OC) {[tw]}

Chapter 4: Love Me Like a River

⚠️ warning ⚠️: smut, choking, spanking, mentions of cannabis.

Read A/N after chapter, please, and thank you🥰.

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Dabi

I didn't think I would do that.

Giving the little minx my number probably set me up for disaster. I didn't give a shit, though. I wanted her to call me. Or text me.

She never did.

I'm not one for going back for seconds. Usually, I leave after getting what I want, never having a second thought about the bitch after I leave.

For some reason, this one was planted in my mind like a weed. Infesting every rational thought I had left in my already fucked up mind. Clouding my thoughts with thoughts of her.

I was off during the mission because of her and Shiggy didn't like that.

I tried to get her off my mind. Tried to erase the image of her big brown eyes. Her tattoos. Her weird black and white hair. Her full lips. Her soft thighs. Her moans.

Fuck. Her moans.

Maybe it's because of her supposed quirk. I couldn't feel the constant torture of my burn scars when her bare hands touched me. It was strange, I felt sane when she touched me.

I've never seen a quirk like that before.

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Kazemi

"Oh, God!" I whimpered.

Everything was kind of a blur after I said yes.

His lips were on mine as he pulled me off the porch swing and into my apartment. Clothes were discarded down the hallway on our path to my bedroom.

He had dropped me on the bed and didn't give me a second to breathe before his mouth was latched onto my clit. The cold chill of his tongue ring and his staples against the inside of my thighs almost made me combust.

My back arched and I was already a moaning mess. I gripped his hair in my hands, pulling a groan from Dabi. The vibrations of his growls against my pussy had me close to the edge.

"Ah~Fuck," I whimpered again when he softly sucked on my bundle of nerves, his tongue ringing cold as he swirled it.

Dabi's hands were almost unbearably warm as he held my hips, keeping me pressed against his face.

"Dabi!" I gasped when his long fingers plunged into my soaked entrance. Dabi found my G-spot almost immediately.

It was almost too much; I knew I was going to cum soon. It was probably due to my high sex drive when I'm high off weed, but I've never felt so good while being eaten out.

His hand that he wasn't using to finger me was all over me. Cupping my breasts, tweaking my nipples. The heat of his touch sent flames to my nerve endings. I could barely think coherently.

At this moment all I could feel was Dabi.

"Cum~for me." Dabi's voice was husky, the vibrations shocking my body into his command.

My mind shattered.

I swear for a full minute it was just white hot pleasure and he worked me through it, slowing down when I went limp.

A sob I didn't know I was holding came up my throat. Dabi placed hungry, open-mouthed kisses up my stomach, between my breasts. I could feel his dick against my thigh, hot and pulsating.