TW: Heavy usage of bad language, mentions of alcohol, smoking, sex, bdsm. In this story, Dabi isn't a villain.
This chapter is lime, close to lemon. If you want the next chapter to be a lemon I can write that, but otherwise that there isn't lemon so far.
" Go dancing with me? I feel like it would be sort of fu-" You cut Dabi off by kissing him. You drove your palm up the back of his hair, pushing him closer into your chassis and kiss. You gently gave a small and like whimper, almost inaudible, after he put his large hand on your ass and gripped. Your grip loosened a little bit on the roots of his hair and he pulled away grinning big. He flipped you around so your back was against his chest. " Wow princess. I loved that. But not here. I want to make sure that the club knows your mine before I take you home and rail the innocence out of your beautiful self." He whispered. Then, his bulge pushed into the back of your tight light pink skirt. You gave a small gasp out of nervousness and arousal. You then quickly slammed a hand over your mouth and shut your eyes harshly. His hands moved to your hips and he grinded into you again, smiling even larger than before. He was lightly laughing when you whimpered yet again. " Never interrupt me again. Do you got that little mouse? Because I wouldn't, no I would have to bend you over my work desk and bang the audacity out of you. Would I?" He said, walking two fingers up your back, gently putting pressure on your lower spine. " Open your god damn eyes and uncover your mouth, now. I don't give a flying fuck if your flustered or pissed or crying on the floor in seconds, you will do so. And you won't argue." He said, trailing his hands around your waist and pushing both hands in two different direction. He placed his right on the spot where your honeypot would go, and the other directly under your left breast. You uncovered your mouth after his sexyily hot demands and you nodded your head. " Good girl~" He whispered, looking down at your neck like it was a meal. Then he saw a hickey. " Who gave this to you?" He said. Your hand was on your side, relaxed, before you pushed it up to his chest, pointing at him. He laughed. " Right! I almost forgot that I gave that to you. But now realizing it, I gave you tons of them. Awh, my baby can't go out in a sexy dress unless she wants to make the men know your mine. I mean, you could cover up but that wouldn't be fun. Hmm- your going in this sexy dress I forgot I bought you." He said, moving his hands off your body and pinning you to the wall. He kissed you and snaked his hands up your thigh-high skirt, touching your flower. He was putting light pressure on your clit. Then, he pulled away and grabbed his keys and duffel bag. Then he stuck out his hand for you to grab it. You brushed it off when you realized how much he just teased you in the span of 15 minutes. He scoffed as he pulled you back and forced your hand to intertwine with his. Then you both walked back to the Porsche.
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You checked the mirror once you got back to only see hand prints of Dabi's hands all over your white blouse and pink skirt, from when he touched you back at his work. He saw you looking in the mirror and came up to your fine self. " If only those were burn marks... tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk. Anyways, your dress is in the closet. If it isn't, then check under my belt. Most things should be in there." He said, kissing your neck gently. You scoffed and followed the attitude up with an eye roll and walked to the closet. He leaned his body up against the wall. His left leg sit comfortably over top of his right and his arms were crossed. " Do not disrespect me, baby. Got that?" He asked while checking out your bender over ass. " Yeah, sure." You said. You couldn't find any new dress but this.
"Really?" You said, putting it back in the closet. He laughed. " Obviously not. The world cannot see you in such clothing. That's disrespectful towards my dick." He said. " Okay, uhm, where was the other place you said to check?" You asked him politely, stumbling over your words from his last comment. He started to unbuckle his pants. " Uhm what're you doing baby?" You asked. He looked at you and said;" I said the other place was under my belt." You covered your mouth. " I thought you meant under your belt rack! Idiot." You said. He smiled. " Anyway, here's your actual dress." Dabi spoke before pulling out a gorgeous dress.
Your dress -His suit - ( you can wear anything you want idrc)
He smiled largely when he saw you come out. " Change of plans. Your helping me." He said. You were confused and you asked why.
" With my future fucking erection, my princess."
Word count - 905 words
Time posted - December 3, 2020 12:42 PM
Status - Proofread and Fixed Grammatical Errors
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