Boku No Hero Academia One Shots [Book 2]

Touya Todoroki ღ Dabi - Lemon

Requested by: saiko-cchi

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The League of Villains decided to take a break. It was a break from fighting, from heroes and society in general. It would be a chance to strengthen bonds and learn to function as a more able team. They settled on an island, far enough away from the hustle and bustle of their everyday lives. Funds were relatively low, so you and Dabi had to share a room. This arrangement didn't faze either of you. In fact, it was perfect. The two of you had been dating for some time now, so it would be an opportunity to get some action. Kurogiri had mentioned restraining yourselves, however, neither of you ever actually listened to him. You supposed he was the father of the group, and while you agreed that he was greatly underappreciated, you wanted some fun time with your lover.

So, when everyone decided to clock out for the night, the two of you wandered back to your room, lips locked and not bothering to wait until you were inside, before removing your clothes. Dabi slammed your body against the door, reaching behind in an effort to open it. A few League members looked on in abject horror, until he finally managed to unlock it, throwing you into the dark abyss. Licking his lips, he flicked on the light, stalking over to you, now spread out on the bed. Your legs were parted, allowing him to easily slide in-between, and your arms were outstretched, as if silently asking for an embrace. He lifted your chin, opening your mouth with his own, and then immediately shoving his tongue in. You fought for dominance, tongues dancing. He won, and began tracing your walls, exploring your mouth. You released a low moan, enticing him further. His kiss was extremely passionate, dripping with lust. You defiantly pushed against his mouth, making him smirk.

He pulled away, a sticky string of saliva being the only thing still connecting your lips. His aquamarine eyes glanced over your figure, clad in black lace undergarments. A smirk played at the corners of his mouth.

"Is there a special occasion?" He asked, slyly.

You leaned on your elbows, trying to kiss him again. "I just thought you might like it."

He unclipped your bra, tossing it to the ground. "Well, you weren't wrong, but I'd like it even better if these things disappeared."

His fingers tugged at your panties, teasingly beginning to drag them downwards, towards your ankles. You shimmied on the bed, giving him more leverage. When you were exposed, he pressed himself flush against your figure, and started trailing kisses down your chest, to your stomach. He went even further, ebony locks caressing your folds. You shivered, trying desperately not to arch your back. Dabi's smirk widened, and he stuck out his tongue, pressing it to your skin. He trailed circles around your womanhood, gripping your hips to keep you in place. He felt every vibration, from when you would shudder violently. Suddenly, he prodded his tongue into you, relishing in the loud, unrestrained moan that escaped your lips.

He pushed it deeper and deeper, hoping to find your sweet spot with just his tongue. Nails dug into your sensitive flesh, causing fresh blood to ooze out from underneath. You didn't feel any pain, though, because his hot, wet muscle was brushing against your inner walls, blurring the boundaries between pain and pleasure. Unfortunately, his tongue wasn't quite long enough, and he had to pull out. You whined when he did this, which only further inflated his ego.

"Don't worry, doll face. I'll give you something better soon. Did you bring the condoms?" He petted your head.

You nodded, pointing to the bedside cabinet. "In...there."

"Good girl." He praised, reaching over.

There was no lubricant, but he didn't care. He retrieved the condoms, taking one out of the packet and removing his boxers. Despite having seen it before, you marvelled at his length. You loved the feeling of him sheathed inside you, and you wiggled your hips, attempting to hurry him along. He smirked, rolling on the condom and lining himself up. You shared a glance, and when you nodded, he slammed his member into your womanhood. Your fingers curled around the bed sheets, knuckles turning the same white colour. Dabi didn't still to let you catch your breath. Instead, he ploughed along, thrusting at an animalistic pace. He was setting the bar incredibly high for any future partners, if you elected to get one. Although, you figured he might actually kill them, so it probably wasn't a great idea. Even flirting was a big deal for him.

A smile crept on to your features, and you heard Dabi groan. You were trying to constrain your voice, but it wasn't working very well. Your moans and mewls resonated throughout the room, echoing off the walls and going straight to your partner's cock. He pushed as deep as he could, leaning in close and capturing your lips. Wet, slapping sounds melded with the moans and grunts.

"You're still so tight." He chuckled.

You were about to yell a snarky response, until a particularly violent shudder wracked your body. Dabi groaned upon hearing you scream. Your walls clamped down tightly on his length. He pounded into you roughly, and shortly after, you came, drenching his cock in your juices. It twitched, and you grabbed his arms, holding on like a lifeline. A few more thrusts was all it took for him to spill his load inside you. It felt as though your womb was milking his cock. Your breathing was ragged. Dabi pulled out, collapsing beside you. He snaked his arms around your waist, nuzzling his face into your back. You cupped your hands around his, whispering a quiet "Love you", before drifting to sleep.

Dabi smiled, yawned, and joined you in dreamland. 

[Word Count: 975]