Shigadabi Oneshots 💙💜

Os13🍋- Silent Night

Also ripped from my Ao3

Contains SA/Rape

Tomura Shigaraki is not hot.

Maybe if he repeats this enough times he'll feel that way, some placebo effect would take place and make him despise the guy. Make his old feelings rise- well...he was kinda hot back then too, always made Dabi want to sink his teeth into his sensitive neck that he puts on display.

But now...feelings have changed. He wants Tomura to rail him. And he's not the only one so..that makes him feel a little better! Tomura has really buffed up after all, just the way his muscles strain against his work shirts makes Dabi's knees weak, really wished that he didn't have to wear the suit and the obnoxiously large cape.

Wants Tomura to fold him in half and fuck him hard until he passes out, a shame he doesn't have the balls to actually ask the Dear Grand Commander out. Not his fault, he doesn't want to be dusted in his early twenties! Or..at least live with the idea of being so repulsive to be rejected by a 'scum of the Earth'

So, will Dabi give up on the hunt for his new found love and adoration? No, he's a stubborn bastard.

He wants this. He wants him.

Something about him is so alluring, so...

Oh, he's never wanted anyone more and he always gets what he wants.

This may be morally wrong of him but he's a villain, he's killed people, ripped people away from their families, started many forest fires and destroyed the ecosystem around the city. This can't be the worse thing he does, right?

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Dabi planned this out thoroughly, he's the second in command after all, he made sure Tomura got absolutely decked with work. Is using his workaholic-ism to his advantage wrong? Probably. Is getting your boss hooked on 'melatonin' knowing he couldn't sleep wrong? Probably.

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"What is this?" Tomura picked up a tablet, seemingly cautious of it

"Melatonin, figured you'd have your panties in a twist from work and all those documents, we all know what happens when you get stressed after all. Endless turning and tossing-" He slid over the bottle of pills "-This will help" he ended with a smile.

"Uh-huh.." Carefully he inspected the bottle "And what do you gain from this? Giving me this won't make me take Geten off your training team, you two work well together."

Dabi rolled his eyes "Not everything comes at a price, boss. Besides, you don't have to take Geten off the team, I'll force him off" He denied in his typical smug tone.
Tomura still looked on with caution, "Come on, boss, don't you trust me?" Dabi put on his best kicked puppy expression.

"No not really"

"Ouch boss, my ego, thought I was your most trusted and loyal lieutenant"

He scoffed "As if. But sure, I'll give it a try"

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Easy bingo.

Tomura ended up sleeping. Heavy. Dabi even bullied Spinner into blaring music outside his room just to test the sedatives, luckily for the gecko he didn't wake up. Well..it didn't really matter, damn gecko was the boss's favorite, wouldn't have died anyways.

But whatever, his plan is working. He tossed as much paperwork and files at Tomura as he could, made up bullshit excuses about how he wasn't able to do them, and put on his best 'I'm lost' face every chance he got. Made Tomura stay up for nights picking up his slack. Sure, he felt a little bad about how tired Tomura was and how agitated he got when he tried to fall asleep without the 'melatonin' but..it's too late for him to back out now- or at least that's what Dabi tells himself. He can back out, could switch out the sedatives for real melatonin, could wait for Tomura to finish the bottle then give him a real bottle of melatonin, could start helping out with paperwork again but he can't back out of this feeling. He's too far in, he's..in love.

How gross.

And what he's about to do is gonna be even grosser, fits Dabi quite well though as a man whose skin is held together by staples.

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The day passes and Dabi peeks out his door, he watched as Tomura dragged himself to his room after a long day of paperwork. He listened for the sound of the shower and the small grunt as Tomura collapses into bed, finally, it begins.

He climbed onto bed and pulled out the lube from his bedside table, shaking off his pants and boxers he poured a generous amount of lube onto his hand. He was already half hard just from hearing Tomura enter his room.

He traced his lubed up fingers around the rim, teasing himself as he would imagine Tomura doing it. Slowly, he inserted his digit which drew a small groan from him. He stretched himself out after adding a second finger, that should be enough. Probably not but Dabi didn't have time, even with the sedatives Tomura doesn't sleep for a long time, that fucking freak.. yet Dabi loved him so he's also a freak.

Dabi pulled his pants up, he slowly and as quietly as he could he snuck into Tomura's room after melting off the locks. He crept around the bed and pulled down the blankets, luckily for him Tomura was sleeping on his back and he looked so..dead. Well, more of, at peace. Dabi swiped away some of the pretty, white, fluffy hair to fully view his beloved leader's face. He pushed himself onto the bed and pulled down Tomura's pants, gentle strokes to get him hardened up, his other hand explored Tomura's body and ran along the scars on his chest.

After getting him hard he lubed up Tomura's cock too and climbed atop of him, lined himself up and let himself slowly sink down on the blunt head.

Ah fuck, should've done three fingers. Oh well, he continued on, feeling and melting from the amazing stretch. Quiet and suppressed moans filled the silence of the room, eventually Dabi got to the bottom, he was panting and out of breath already. He pushed himself up before dropping back down, he could feel Tomura's cock making a mold within him.

A cool hand slithered up and held Dabi's waist making him freeze up..he woke up? Oh fuck.

"What do you think you're doing?" Tomura asked, voice raspy and dry from just waking up

"I- look Tomura I-" He cut himself with a moan as Tomura rocked his hips up. "Boss.?"

The hands on Dabi's waist tightened, he was tossed off and around, his back against the soft sheets. Tomura held Dabi down by the wrists. Dabi's breathing picked up, is this the end of him.? "Oh pretty boy.." He purred out "If you wanted me that badly you could've just asked"

"What..?" Dabi blinked in confusion, he's not mad? Disgusted? "You..don't care?"

"Oh I care, I definitely care.." Tomura fingers lightly grazed over Dabi's piercings coaxing a moan out of him. "This is very important to me, I didn't even think you saw me this way.." He started at a slow and steady pace, dragging along the walls.

"Boss.." Dabi groaned, rocking his hips for more, encouraging Tomura to go faster. He went faster, harder, his deadly cold hands running along his waist, over the scars and staples drawing moans and whimpers out of the other.

Tomura carried Dabi's leg up, hanging it over his shoulder while keeping him angled upwards. His head against Dabi's prostate, a steady rhythm which left the other's breathing shallow. Dabi was the first to finish, Tomura continued for a bit longer before filling Dabi up.

In a daze Dabi felt his boss's seed spill out. "Boss.. wha-" he felt this textured, cracked, shattered pair of lips against his own burnt ones.

"You could've just asked, Dabi. I like you."

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