“I’d love a Dabi x Reader where he occasionally visits their place for casual hookups but this time around he gets back there a little worse for wear whether it’s a fight or not taking care of himself something so reader takes a shower with him to take care of him and through that intimate act they end up banging. The reader is chill but empathetic and probably be more teasing towards him becoming more tender over time as he becomes more sincere.”
This is my first time writing Dabi, so let’s give it a shot!
Warnings: Violence, blood (Dabi gets in a fight uwu)
WARNING! Sinners only beyond this point. This is a dirty burnt nugget fic.
“Fuck,” Dabi cursed under his breath. A sharp grunt left him as he leaned against the damp brick wall of the dirty alleyway. His chest heaved with exhaustion and the aftereffects of adrenaline leaving his system. Looking down to examine his hand, he turned it slightly and hissed as he took stock of the jagged puncture wound, “Shit… It went all the way through.“ As few fucks as Dabi seemed to give, he certainly didn’t want to die. He could have cauterized it himself if he hadn’t been held up, but that’s not how events unfolded.
Thoughts of infection and permanent maiming flashed across his mind as he wracked his brain in search of a solution. Hospitals were out of the question -for obvious reasons- and to say he had few friends would be an understatement. His healthy hand combed through unruly dyed locks, and he breathed an exasperated sigh.
On his way back from a local pub he’d been ambushed by some low-tier villains; the irony was not lost on him. To his great misfortune, one of them possessed a paralysis quirk, and despite how he struggled he was helpless as the man rendered him immobile and relieved him of his wallet. Briefly, he had regained control of his fingers and tried to wiggle himself in an attempt to pilot his own body. Upon noticing, one of the three stabbed a saw tooth blade through his hand, before directing his buddies to kick the burnt man into submission.
The car came to a full stop. You could see the sun disappearing behind the clouds as it began to set. You bit your lip, watching the swirls of orange and pink come together in the sky. You didn’t even thought the sky could look so pretty. You saw the waves crash over the rocks on the beach.
The parking lot was empty, the last car pulling off at you two pulled in.
“Um. I had fun tonight. Thanks for taking me out.” you giggled shyly, looking over at him.
Dabi turned his head to look at you, running a hand through his hair. a smiled spread across his lips. “It doesn’t have to end right now, does it?”
Yeah, he was right. You didn’t want to go yet, you had been having way too much fun. You peeked over at the car radio, it was 8:45. “No, I guess not!” you answered, meeting his eyes again. “Thanks for taking me out.”
“Come on,” he winked. “You deserve it. Our next date will be even better.”
“Dabi-” you scoffed, shaking your head at him. It grew quiet as you gazed down at your fingers. You were glad you didn’t listen to your friends when they all said not to go out with him. He was amazing. He was the funniest man you’ve ever heard speak…and he was drop dead…SO FINE.
“Baby…look at me.” you heard him tease. You shyly turned your head, only to become aware of a pair of lips over your own. It was short and brief, and definitely took you by surprise.
“I’m sorry, was I moving too fast?”
“No, it’s not that.” you laughed nervously. “I liked it, but no guy has ever…done that-”
“I’ll stop you right there, my little matchbox. No ‘guy’ has done that. I’m a man…I’m your man.” he slid his fingers under your chin. “I know what I want, and that’s you.”
You nearly felt your heart stop. His intensity was unmatched. You studied his face as he drew his hands back to wipe the side of his mouth. His tongue darted out to lick his bottom lip. His smirk grew wider.
“Would you like me to kiss you again?”
“Um, I wouldn’t hate it…” you confessed.
“You shouldn’t use that cute voice. I might break you.” Dabi growled, grabbing your attention. He had your full and undivided stare. The way he spoke led you to believe he was absolutely feral. His voice wavered between raspy and warped at the same time.
Before you could ask what he meant, he kissed you again. His hands rested on either side of your face as he explored your mouth with his rough tongue. You let out the slightest whimper.
He abruptly pulled away, a thin line of drool coming between you two.
“Get in the back seat.” he rasped, he leaned over and unbuckled your seatbelt. “There sure as hell isn’t enough room up here. Get back there….now.”
Call it sadistic, bur hearing his dominance did something for you. Deciding to be cheeky, you crawled between the front and passengers seats. You plopped down, sitting back. You stared back at him, your innocent face peeking through trying to look like a tease.
Dabi stared at you. Did you really jus- Did you really just challenge him like that? Dabi practically jumped back there with you, feverishly covering your body with his. He tore off his coat, and yanked off his loose fitting shirt. His muscles tensed up, flexing as he grabbed the seat head behind you.
As if on cue, the car radio changed. The song that played was slow and very sensual. Before you could comment, he held your cheek and kissed painfully slowly up your jawline.
“You do things to me-” he groaned. He abruptly moved himself so you could sit on his lap. You relaxed against him, like you belonged there.
Dabi moaned against your lips, trailing his hands under your shirt. His hands warmed exceptionally. The way he held you, the way he kissed you and captures your tongue in his trap could only be read as a man who wasn’t to be fucked with, and it worked too.
“Y/N.” he rasped. “Can I keep you?” he moaned against your lips. “Please let me keep you.” he whispered.
Instead of answering, you traced your fingertips up his torso. While his skin was rough, it was also comforting. His skin was firey hot, but feeling those little staples against your skin added to the feeling.
You guys really like when I include pet names in this. So sure!
Also this is my birthday gift to myself. HAPPY BIRTHDAY ME!
CONTAINS-Angst, friends to lovers, smutty smut. An interruption from Keigo the cockblock, Inexperienced but not virgin reader, Dabi who really just wants an excuse to eat the box, can you tell I wrote this when I was tipsy (drink and write, don’t drink and drive kids)
LEGGO!!
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“Here you go!” you set down the canned energy drink in front of your long time friend, Dabi. He had shown up at your place in the middle of the night as he usually did every other night. He was laying on your bed, void of his shirt and jacket. He was laying on his back, staring at the ceiling when you entered your room again.
“Thanks, babe.” he got out of his trance to look over at you. He sat up, resting on his elbow as he took the can from you. “You spoil me, baby.” Instead of opening the can right away, he rested the cold thing against his abdomen
Yes, he called you pet names. He was a flirtatious asshole…you loved him for it…more than he knew.
“You force me to.” you replied, sitting in the spinning chair near your desk. You bought your knee up to hug it to your chest. You looked at a random wall. “You come here every damn day.”
“Because I know I can.” he winked, laughing lowly. “Who else is gonna listen to my shit.” he cracked open the can.
Of course having a friend…who also just so happened to be the biggest playboy you’ve ever met. Last week it was Bella, this week it was Katrina. Who knows who it’d be next week. When he wasn’t committing arson. You were sure you’d be arrested for harboring a criminal.
“Yeah.” you scoffed. “Your friends must be sick of your shit, Lord knows I am.” I seethed.
“Y/N…” he trailed off, raising an eyebrow. “Are you trying to tell me something?”
“Yes!” you rose to your feet. “Every time you come here, you always have some girl to complain about!” you growled. “Dabi, for once can we please talk about something else? Not Bella, not Katrina, not Yuki…ANYTHING else?”
Hearing possibly the love of your life complain about other girls who probably did nothing wrong not only made you feel jealous, but guilty. They were all exceptional beauties that made you feel like…like a shitty protagonist’s comic relief.
“Like what?” he began. “Your sexual fantasies?”
Oh he was going to go there?
“YOU DICK!” you grabbed a random piece of paper and crumpled it up, hauling it at his head. “I should invite Keigo over instead of you. At least he isn’t a pain in my ass.” you seethed, making Dabi laugh.
“Please, Bird-face would take it way farther than I would.”
“My sexual adventures…or lack thereof…are none of your or his business!” you ignored his last comment.
“Oh no no no!” Dabi fully sat up, smirking. “Lack thereof, eh?” he raised at eyebrow, standing to your feet. He wore a shit eating grin as he stepped towards you. “Babygirl, don’t tell me you’re a virgin.”
“I never said that!” you rebutted. “I never said I was-”
“But you aren’t denying it, now are you? You’ve probably never had good sex anyways.”
“I haven’t.” you found yourself saying. “The last person I kissed, I can’t even remember.”
Dabi must have really been affected by your words because he found himself blank faced. You walked past him and sat down on your bed, wrapping yourself in your blanket.
“Wait…Y/N are you serious?”
“Yeah.” you huffed. “I’ve never cared enough to find someone who cared enough about me.” you shook your head. “Make fun of me, go ahead.”
You turned your head away from Dabi, feeling shame rise on your face. You wished that Dabi knew what you meant. Translation- I AM WAITING FOR YOU TO SEE ME IDIOT. The only thing you haven’t done was go full blown Catwoman and make rips in your super-suit to make him see you.
“Um…I’m hungry.” you broke your own silence. “Should we-”
“Y/N…” Dabi sat down next to you. “Are you trying to tell me that- That you’ve never had…real sex before?”
“No…I haven’t.” you answered honestly. “Am I not worth it?” you looked up at Dabi. “Does no one…think of me that way?”
“Of course you are! Y-you’re worth everything.”
“To who?” you scoffed.
It was silent for a while. You hugged yourself, letting the blanket fall. Dabi had to stop himself. If only you had known why he had to fill the void with complete strangers.
“Baby…do you know? How to kiss, I mean.”
“Of course I do…”
“I mean the real way…filled with passion…touch…tongues if you want.” you could see sweat droplets forming on his skin. You felt his fingers trail up your arm.
“N-not sure if I’ve ever done that before.” you stammered. “Not in the way you’re describing.”
Dabi slowly leaned towards you, turning his body to crawl over you. You felt yourself fall on your back as he hovered over you. His body felt warm, his hands caressed your face as he stared you down.
“Baby….Y/N-” he choked. “For a minute, could you, could we-”
“Dabi, use your words.” you found it hard to joke when you were both scared and low-key excited for what was about to happen.
“Could we pretend to be-?” he whispered. “Could you…pretend that we’re- ”
“Dabi.” your eyes widened at his words. “We can’t…we’re friends-”
“We love each other right?” He cut you off. “We love each other more than how friends usually do…and you know it.”
“Of course.”
“I love you, Y/N…I want your first official time to be with someone who cares about you…who loves you to death. Even if you never want us to talk about this ever again…Let me show you how much I can love you- How much Ido love you- I mean how good it will feel to be with someone.”
Y/N, babe…breathe. Breathe!!! (Read more below the cut)
“I’ll teach you how to please a man, babygirl. I’ll be your first everything.”
“D-dabi, I-…hmmm~” you were cut off as his lips brushed against yours. His lips felt so- wow. You were shut your eyes tightly, feeling his hands trailed under your shirt to touch your scorching hot stomach.
“You’re so cute…” he giggled. “Y/N, we’ve only kissed and you’re already shaking.” he pecked your lips again. “Hm, open your mouth I wanna feel your tongue against mine.”
You shyly obeyed, only slightly parting your lips. Dabi slid his tongue into your mouth, brushing it against his own. His arms tightened around you. “Yeah, that’s it.” he giggled. “Use your tongue more…that it~.” he grabbed a fistful of your hair.
Dabi suddenly pinned your hands above you head as he deepened your kiss. He tasted…like alcohol mixed with something sweet. He was definitely drinking a bit before he came over. The roughness of his bottom lip against yours drove you insane.
“Y/N…” he mumbled against your lips. “You’re so beautiful. If you do this with other men, it will drive them crazy.” he smiled against your lips. “Let me kiss you more from now on, okay?”
You squeezed your legs together, suddenly feeling hot. “Dabi, I feel funny. It feels….”
“Fuck Y/N, you shouldn’t say that.” he groaned. “I wanna taste you, panties off.”
“Huh?!” you stared at Dabi like he had grown another head. You felt him fumble with your shorts. “D-dabi what are you-”
“Let me please you, Y/N.” he glared up at you through hooded eyes. “If nothing else…let me taste this pretty little puss-fuuuck” Dabi’s eyes widened, seeing that little wet spot against your panties.
“Was that a good uh-oh orrrr”
“Oh it’s good alright.” he snarled. “Spread em…now.”
You watched as he coaxed you to spread your legs. He gripped the waistband of your panties and yanked them down. “Baby you’re so fucking wet-” he whispered, his voice cracking. “You smell so fucking good too. Shit, Y/N…”
He darted his tongue out, licking a single stripe up your slit. That garnered the quietest whimper from your lips. His tongue was hot and felt almost slimy against your slit. “Dabi~”
“Do you like the way my tongue feels against your pussy baby.” Dabi spoke in a slightly babyish voice. He flicked his rough tongue against your slit. “Does it feel good baby?”
“Mhm.” you nodded desperately. You could feel his lips bite and suckle at your clit. His fingers tease and torture your tightness. “Dabi-”
“Does my tongue feel rough against that pretty pussy babygirl?” he hummed against your wetness. “By the way you have your hands in my hair, I’d say it does.”
He was right, you were running your hands through his hair, slightly tugging at his locks.
“Fuck, you’re soaking.” his breath grew shallow. “Baby~ Cum on my face? Hm?” he lashed his tongue against your hot flesh. “Cum all over this dry ass mug, Y/N.”
He dug his fingertips into your thighs as they begun to shake more. He could feel the orgasm building up. It made him want to heat his hands up as he thrust them into your wetness. But maybe another time…
“Dabi, D-dabi~ I’m gonna C-Haa~ haa~ haa~” you nearly lurched forward as you came undone under his hot mouth.
“FUCK~” Dabi drove his tongue even deeper into your pussy, taking all your water into his mouth. “Y/N you’re so fucking- so fucking good at this.”
“Is it, supposed to feel this way?” you moaned as Dabi kissed back up your stomach.
“Only with someone who knows what the fuck they’re doing.” you could see his stroking his length. “We can stop here if you want. I don’t want to force you-”
“N-no.” you cut him off. “You don’t have to stop. I mean-…I want you to-” you couldn’t find the words to say. “Please?”
Dabi was over the moon. Instead of filling the void with desperate people, he was finally getting to be with the only person who saw him as an actual human being. You. You were too beautiful for him. Too pure. How could you see beauty in something like him.
He rested his forehead against yours, squeezing his eyes shut as he guided himself inside you. “Fuck baby. You fit me so well. I’m not stretching you out at all. It’s almost like my dick was meant to fuck that cute little pussy.”
He gave you a short, messy kiss, followed by a slow, prolonged one. The way his tongue brushed against yours. He felt you tighten around his cock, guiding him in. He felt you run your fingers down his chest.
“How?” he stared down at you.
“Huh?” you stared up at him in confusion.
“What do you see in me? Why do you keep me in your life? Why is it every time I look your direction, you stare at me as if I’m the world? When I’m just…disgusting.” Dabi was trying not to cry. The last thing he needed was his blood dropping onto your face.
“Dabi~ I’ve loved you for years now. I don’t know why you can’t see what I do.” you shuddered. “All those people you hooked up with…they don’t know who you are like I do. Y-you’re beautiful…”
Shit, there it was. The single teardrop (well…blood but you get it) slid down his cheek. You managed to wipe his face before it landed on you.
Dabi groaned as he sunk his cock into you. “Baby, I love you.” he kissed your lips over and over. “I fucking love you.” he choked. “D-don’t leave me, p-please. Don’t show this part of you, or any fucking part of you to any fucking body.” he pleaded. “Y-you’re mine…fuck. Please be mine.” he whispered. He sucked in a harsh breath as he dug his head into your neck.
His slow, deep thrusts grew sloppier and sloppier. The sound of fesh and fluid was echoing throughout the room.
“Baby, are you gonna cum too?”
You could barely form words, so you had to nod. “Mhm~”
“Then cum. Cum all over this dick baby.”
You did as he said, feeling yourself come undone again and feeling his spurt his scalding hot cum inside you. You could feel his cum fill you up to the point where it overflowed and ran down your leg.
Dabi grabbed your hair and gave you a messy kiss, mumbling “I love yous” in between every short breath he broke away to take.
“You didn’t put on a condom did you?” you whimpered.
“…Uh…shit no.” he laughed, regaining his composure. “Sorry about that.”
“Nah it’s fine. Happy Fan-fiction land rules state you can’t get pregnant unless the writer says so.”
“What?”
“Hm?” you looked up at him. “Nothing, forget it.” you shook your head. “Why didn’t you tell me?” you stared up at him.
“Same reason you didn’t tell me.” he rolled his eyes. “Shit, come here.” he turned on his back, taking you with him. “You’re mine now…no choice.”
“I can dea with that….What should we do now?”
“Well assuming his shit timing, Bird-fucker should be popping in any minute now to bother us-”
“Well it’s about time you two fucked.”
“DO YOU EVER KNOCK!?” You screeched as you wrapped your self in a blanket. “Damnit, Keigo!”
“The door was unlocked!” he laughed as he leaned against the door frame.
“That doesn’t answer the question.” Dabi growled. “Give us a minute alright?” he instantly covered himself with a pillow. “Or five.”
“I’m kind of offended you didn’t ask me to show you how to fuck, Y/N.” he laughed. “But shit I could hear you two from outside.”
“KEIGO!!” “DUDE!!”
“Fine, but I’m ordering the takeout tonight. Don’t fuck in front of my food okay?”
“OUT!”
“I’LL FRY YOU IF YOU DON’T FUCKING LEAVE.”
“I sweat that guy is gonna be the reason I start my Villain arc.” you seethed as he walked back into the living room, laughing his ass off.
“Oh really?” Dabi kissed your shoulder. “You wouldn’t mind being my assistant right? LOV could use some new blood.”
“Would you mind…showing me the ropes?” you asked, feeling him lay little kisses along your shoulders.
