𝐖𝐎𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑𝐖𝐀𝐋𝐋 || 𝐃𝐀𝐁𝐈 𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐓𝐒

"You Called?" LEMON

You were laying on the bed,  the urge coming over you. It's been two weeks since you've had a day off, and all you could think about was him. Your roommate. He was arrogant, sometimes rude, but good god he was everything you wanted in a man. Not to mention he would be outside the apartments, exercising without a shirt, headphones in, and would always look directly at you when you left for work. Of course, you knew him just outside of being your  neighbor. He was one of your classmates back in highschool, you two worked together a few times, but he never really wanted to make friends. He always stayed by himself, he barely even went to school, until one day, he just stopped showing up all together. You two later connected he replied to your roommate offer you put out, and it all went downhill afterwards.

You were honestly embarrassed thinking about him in a situation like this, but you just couldn't help it. It made it even worse knowing you had to be quiet, since you watched him go into his bedroom before you made it to yours. You had music playing in the background, hoping that it was loud enough to cancel out the noise from the vibrator.

The vibrations made your back arch, a hushed gasp leaving your lips. All you could think about was him. Dabi. Your annoying roommate that makes you want to fucking cream even thinking about him. The way his muscles looked after a workout, the sweat making his skin glisten, and to top it off, when he got one drinking the water, he poured the rest over his body, she remembered the content sigh leaving his lips that morning.

"Have a good day at work," he told you, but you couldn't look at him, knowing your face was a dark red.

And that lead to you being in your bed right now, imagining him on top of you, his lips pressing up against your neck. "Dabi~" The thought made you moan again, not to mention the vibration hit your cl*t, making it louder than you hoped.

You stopped for a moment, switching the vibrator off. Your heart was racing, did he hear you? fuck. I need to move. You thought, if he heard, you could never live with Dabi after this if he heard you, all because of your fuck up. It was already hard enough as is, since you lived with him, but now thanks to your loud mouth, you'll never be able to see him again.

Suddenly, you heard a knock on your bedroom door, you could almost hear the smirk on his face, "Did you call?" You didn't know how to respond, your mind was racing at what he would say next. But he didn't say anything, just opened the door. You were right, a smirk was plastered on his face, his arms crossed over his shirtless chest.

Kill me now.

Dabi entered your room, standing in front of your bed, his eyes met yours; he leaned down, grasping the blank that covered your nearly naked body and pulled it down slowly. A sharp gasp left your lips, the cold air of the room hitting your warm skin, not to mention your vibrator was still beside you. You grabbed it, shoving it quickly between the bed and the wall.

"Fuck," he whispered, crawling onto the bed, is this really happening?! The larger male was now hovering over you, "And I thought you looked good in leggings," he smirked, his fingertips slowly tracing down from your chest, to your lower stomach, the soft touch making goosebumps appear on your skin. His head dipped down, his warm tongue grazing your neck, "what do you want me to do?" he whispered, his teeth nipping your ear lightly. You nearly moaned hearing his voice, but instead what came out was a needy whine. You couldn't lie, you were absolutely soaked now.

He hummed, not getting a response was something he expected, he knew that when you were flustered you usually went silent. Something he noticed after living with you for so long, so he decided to take control. His knee went between your thighs, spreading them apart, his hand now tracing circles on your inner thigh, "do you want me to touch you?" He asked, before a small smirk appeared on his face, "or do you want my tongue, doll?"

His fingers traced over your folds, teasingly. He couldn't help but chuckle when you let out a whine, your hand going to his hair and lightly pushing his head down, which told him what you wanted. He moved himself lower on the bed, his head was now positioned between your legs, his lips sucking lightly on your inner thigh. The cool metal that was engraved in his face made you shiver, his hands spreads your legs out more, giving him more access. Then, his warm tongue slid up your folds, before swirling around. You let out a gasp, even though you knew it was coming, it still left you in shock.

His tongue continued to go its magic, making moans erupt from your throat, your hand going to his hair and gripping it. Dabi came up for air, replacing his tongue with his fingers, rubbing your clit until the wetness lubricants his fingers enough to still one in you, thrusting it in and out. Your hand reached for the pillow, wanting to use it to cover your face but his voice stopped you,

"Don't cover up doll," he added another finger in after that, using his thumb to rub your clit as he continued to pump his fingers in and out of you. "I wanna see those pretty lips,"

You let out a whine, his words alone brought you closer to your climax. "D-Dabi." You moaned, "I-I need you," you were breathless, but it didn't stop you.

The male removed his hand from you, bringing them to his joggers that cling low on his hips, he pulled them down, along with his boxers. "Do you have a condom?" He asked, which you nodded, leaning over and grabbing one out of your drawer. He took it from you, carefully tearing the foil. Once he had it on his member, he positioned himself between your legs. Using his hand to put his member at your entrance, "how bad do you want it?" He smirked at you.

A wave of confidence took over you, your legs wrapping around his waist and pulling you closer, your nails lightly digging into his back, "Just fuck me, Dabi."

He wasted no time, pushing his hips forward, you realized then that Dabi's member was bigger than your past sexual companions. "S-s-shit," you gasped, digging your nails into him.

"Sorry, sorry," he muttered, waiting until the painful look on your face started to fade away, "you good now? Cause that was just the tip."

I wasn't raised a bitch. You told yourself, nodding towards Dabi, "yes." He slowly started to rock his hips back and forth, after a few strokes he started going deeper, a deep, throaty moan coming from him. "Fuck," he dipped his head in the crook of your neck, nipping lightly as the skin before he started to suck. You moaned, your legs wrapping tighter around his waist, silently begging him to go faster, which he did.

The sound of skin on skin contact echoed in the room, the noises coming from the both of you bringing you closer to your org*sm. Your insides started to get tight, your orgasm hit you, which brought Dabi to his. The groan that came from him could've started a round two, even tho the first round just ended.

Dabi pulled out, peeling the condom off and tying it in a knot, tossing it in the small trash can you had beside your bed. You laid there, panting loudly, beads of sweat slowly making their way down your forehead. Dabi plopped on the bed beside you, using his arm to pull you closer to him.

"Who knew you would get off to me?" He teased, putting his free arm over his eyes.