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your back was pressed against the wall, as dabi thought it'd be a good idea to just kill you while taking your breath away with his kisses.
his one hand was still placed on your cheek, while the other held you by the waist. your arms were wrapped around his neck, your fingers playing with his hair.
he kissed you with so much want and he still couldn't get enough. he could feel his self control slipping through his fingers, no matter how hard he tried to grasp it.
"shit... did you cast a spell on me or something?" he said against your lips.
"i don't think i did" you breathed out.
"do you have a love spell quirk, or anything like that?"
"i'm quirkless...! how can you not know that? i thought you were obsessed with me" you answered, pouting in fake offense.
"fuck... yes, i am"
he didn't even give you time to remark, before placing his lips on yours again. his hands moved from your face down to your hips, his grip on them mean.
"jump"
you did what he told you and he was quick to pin you against the wall. his tongue invaded your mouth, exploring every corner of it. his hands gripped your ass, making a moan leave your swollen lips.
at that, dabi lost the little self control he had left.
he deepened the kiss, before letting your feet touch the ground. he had different plans for the two of you, since those sounds started escaping from your lips.
he pulled away, breaking with his thumb the string of saliva that connected your mouths.
"if you keep on looking at me with those eyes, i won't be able to control myself any longer, pretty"
"then don't" you whispered, your eyes locked on his.
"now i know why you were interesting to me from the start" he smirked, his lips meeting yours again.
"we should stop" you said, in between kisses.
"i know"
yet, neither of you pulled away.
and soon enough, his hands started unbuttoning your shirt, pulling it off your body. the next thing that was discarded was your skirt, which he let slide down and pool at your feet.
