Dabis play thing

Hes watching

Dabi traced his cold fingers down the curves of my back. His nails were knife sharp, making my mind dance in that wonderful place between pain and pleasure. His thin but strong body pressed mine into the sheets, my naked skin shivering in his presence. Face down into the soft bed Dabi's weight, his every touch, surprised me. Unable to see where he would drag those perfect fingers, what he would do with those dangerous hands, I was desperate for his thick voice to give me something to anticipate.
In a low growl he whispered into my ear, so close I could feel his breath, "how's my perfect slut?" God I felt myself melt but the prick of those little knifes into the curve of my ass reminded me who was in control. Sinking his fingers into my wet sex, he growled again, "who would ever damage a pretty thing like you?" He laughed, "A slut like you needs to be stamped. To be owned." A hard smack came into my left thigh, bruising almost immediately. I took a quick glance to marvel at the sexy, deep scarlet color of the mark. Dabi shifted his weight off of me, sitting up next to my naked thigh. Brushing the back of those muscular hands against it, he silently reached under me and violently turned me on my back. Gripping my waist, cutting his hunger into me.
"I want to see you fucking squirm," he now straddled me, gripping my jaw in his hands and growling only inches from my face. I lay there limp, fully relaxed and fully submitting to his assertive will. Gathering my wrists in one hand and pulling the cold steel chains with another, Dabi strung me up and out of control. God the way he looked at me. Hungry, ravishing every inch and curve, like every inch of me was purely for his appreciation. Hovering over my body he reached besides me, suddenly introducing a thin steel knife into view. One hand controlling my throat, Dabi traced its cold edge along my cheek, before concentrating the blade in the center of my lips. "Look at me. Don't you dare speak for fucking whimper. You're my slut, you'll take everything I give you in silence."
Knife in hand, he cocked my head to the side, exposing the soft flesh of my neck. Shivers went down my spine as he laid a soft kiss into the skin just before adding a possessive bite. "Mmmmm. I want to destroy you so bad. Such soft fucking skin. God I could tear this apart." Dabi gently sliced into my neck and I almost let out a moan before swallowing my pleasure. Slowly, the blood trickled down onto my breast. He let the drip fall just over my nipple, following the flow with his eyes and bringing them back up to mine as he greedily lapped and sucked on my breast. He gently nibbled in between slurps, mouth stained with that crimson color as he kept eye contact with me. Dabi kept one hand trained on the other breast and another massaging the soft flesh under the one he fed from. "Nasty fucking slut. You like watching me drink your fucking blood? I'll drink the fucking life out of you."
He dragged the blade down the length of my thigh, slurping as he cut. The closer he got to my pussy, the worse I kept from squirming. He lay a painful smack into my ass though the pain turned to pleasure almost immediately. He tapped the width of the blade on my sex, staring directly into my eyes. "Spread. Now." I followed instructions without hesitation, opening my dripping slit to his gaze. Mesmerized, he surprised me with a single, wide lick directly into my clit. Shivers shot down my spine, and for the first time I disobeyed and let a distinct "fuck" out into the open air. Dabi sat immediately.
"What the fuck did you say?" He shot up and bit into my bleeding neck hard, forcing me back into submission. The flow increased and as he leaned into my face I couldn't help but focus on the hot blood on his lips. "Behave, slut." I lowered my gaze to prove my submission as he went back to ravaging my pussy.
His hot tongue in combination to his cold fingers assaulted my throbbing cunt. He knew just how to work the tip everywhere but my clit, just before sucking hard and long on it. He stuffed two then three then all 5 of his fingers into my tight pussy, alternating between hard quick strokes and devastatingly slow ones. By this point I didn't even bother to stay still. Rocking my hips into his face, he bit my clit as punishment. "Keep that fucking waist in control." As I got closer to cumming he fisted me harder and harder, growling deep into my cunt. "I want you to mmmmfill my mouth. MmmmI want to taste every nasty fucking ounce." My sex tingled and shot pleasure up every nerve in my body. Finally, I let loose and squirted, gushed, and creamed harder than I had ever in my life. Slurping like his life depended on it, Dabi finally came up and made eye contact with me, leaning his blood and cum stained face into mine.
Panting, he picked up the knife and brought it back up to my chin. "My pretty fucking whore, god I love you."  I knew he saw the way my face lit up when he continued, "don't think I'm done with you. I'm gonna use every inch of this loose, sloppy wet pussy. I worked too hard on you to let a good cum slut go to waste." He grabbed my waist and propped my pussy right up to his hard, throbbing cock. It was thick, the tip covered in precum from the past hour of foreplay. He slapped his pretty cock on my still dripping slit before sliding it in, nice and slow. "Fuck," he let a gentle moan out. He didn't move at first, allowing me to adjust to the feeling of being filled with such a giant dick. He rocked his hips into mine, nice and slow, eventually leaning down so that his chest was on mine. Our bodies began to move as one as he rammed that gorgeous member deep into my pussy. I began to moan but I didn't care, he was moaning with me. Remembering his own rules, he lay gentle, sloppy kissing into my wet mouth to silence me. Reaching up between strokes, he unchained my wrists and let me cling to his neck as he pounded. Hugging and fucking and through sloppy kisses, he came, moaning into my tongue. "My fucking slut. My perfect fucking slut. I fucking love you."
We lay tangled in each other for a while, me collapsed into his chest. Tracing those gentle fingers along my back once again, he managed to clean us both without disrupting our comfort. I felt his soft kisses on the top of my head as he mumbled, "you're so good for me. You okay? Mmmmy baby I love you. Shhhh..." he snuggled his face into my hair, letting comfortable silence fill the air.