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Ahh, this was *chef's kiss* I've never read anything so beautiful!! You are the best author! It's so perfect, I can read this over and over and still not be bored, I'm awestruck, it's so well written <33 thank you for the meal!
We Should Really Be Together More
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policeman!Hawks | f!Reader x serial killer!Dabi
Genre: Crime + Smut
notes: this is part of the 2D Men Discord Kittenโ€™s collab: Rated L for Lewdย !! thank you @twicesbratโ€‹ for beta reading ๐Ÿ’–
This fic is VERY graphic and gory so please heed the warnings and proceed with caution.
Warnings: 18+, consensual sex, arson, dead body mulitation, familial issues, parental abuse, major character deaths, Keigo almost hits the reader, mental health issues, murder, strangulation, gore, letter writing (some are smutty), polaroid nudes, alcohol consumption, smoking, daddy kink (once), breeding kink, Dabi gets burnt, a little dry humping, no prep, vaginal penetration, praise, degradation, dacryphilia, pull out method, cum eating??
Words: 13.3k
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๐‡๐ข ๐ ๐จ๐ซ๐ ๐ž๐จ๐ฎ๐ฌ,
๐ƒ๐ข๐ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐ค๐ง๐จ๐ฐ ๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ฌ ๐ฐ๐จ๐ฎ๐ฅ๐ ๐ญ๐ฎ๐ซ๐ง ๐จ๐ฎ๐ญ ๐ฅ๐ข๐ค๐ž ๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ฌ? ๐–๐ก๐ž๐ง ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐ฌ๐ž๐ง๐ญ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐Ÿ๐ข๐ซ๐ฌ๐ญ ๐ฅ๐ž๐ญ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ, ๐๐ข๐ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐ค๐ง๐จ๐ฐ? ๐ˆ๐ญโ€™๐ฌ ๐›๐ž๐ž๐ง ๐ฌ๐ž๐ฏ๐ž๐ง ๐ฆ๐จ๐ง๐ญ๐ก๐ฌ ๐ฌ๐ข๐ง๐œ๐ž ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐Ÿ๐ข๐ซ๐ฌ๐ญ ๐จ๐ง๐ž, ๐Ÿ๐จ๐ซ๐ ๐ข๐ฏ๐ž ๐ฆ๐ž ๐Ÿ๐จ๐ซ ๐ค๐ž๐ž๐ฉ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ญ๐ซ๐š๐œ๐ค. ๐“๐ก๐ž๐ซ๐žโ€™๐ฌ ๐ฏ๐ž๐ซ๐ฒ ๐ฅ๐ข๐ญ๐ญ๐ฅ๐ž ๐ญ๐จ ๐๐จ ๐จ๐ง ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐ข๐ง๐ฌ๐ข๐๐ž ๐จ๐ญ๐ก๐ž๐ซ ๐ญ๐ก๐š๐ง ๐œ๐จ๐ฎ๐ง๐ญ ๐ญ๐ข๐ฆ๐ž, ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐ฌ๐ž๐ž. ๐˜๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐Ÿ๐ข๐ซ๐ฌ๐ญ ๐ฅ๐ž๐ญ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ ๐ฐ๐š๐ฌ ๐ฌ๐จโ€ฆ ๐ข๐ง๐ง๐จ๐œ๐ž๐ง๐ญ. ๐๐ฎ๐ญ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐๐ข๐๐งโ€™๐ญ ๐ฃ๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ญ ๐ฐ๐š๐ง๐ญ ๐ญ๐จ ๐›๐ž ๐Ÿ๐ซ๐ข๐ž๐ง๐๐ฌ, ๐ซ๐ข๐ ๐ก๐ญ? ๐๐ž๐œ๐š๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ž ๐ข๐ญ ๐๐ข๐๐งโ€™๐ญ ๐ญ๐š๐ค๐ž ๐ฅ๐จ๐ง๐  ๐Ÿ๐จ๐ซ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐ฅ๐ž๐ญ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ๐ฌ ๐ญ๐จ ๐›๐ž๐œ๐จ๐ฆ๐ž ๐ก๐ž๐š๐ญ๐ž๐. ๐ˆโ€™๐ฆ ๐ง๐จ๐ญ ๐š ๐ ๐จ๐จ๐ ๐ฆ๐š๐ง. ๐˜๐จ๐ฎ ๐ฆ๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ญ ๐ซ๐ž๐š๐ฅ๐ข๐ฌ๐ž ๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ฌ. ๐ƒ๐ข๐ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐œ๐ฎ๐ซ๐ข๐จ๐ฌ๐ข๐ญ๐ฒ ๐ ๐ž๐ญ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐›๐ž๐ญ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ ๐จ๐Ÿ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ, ๐ฌ๐ฐ๐ž๐ž๐ญ๐ก๐ž๐š๐ซ๐ญ? ๐ˆ ๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ง๐ค ๐š๐›๐จ๐ฎ๐ญ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐ž๐ฏ๏ฟฝ๏ฟฝ๏ฟฝ๐ซ๐ฒ๐๐š๐ฒโ€ฆ ๐ž๐ฏ๐ž๐ซ๐ฒ ๐ฌ๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ฅ๐ž ๐๐š๐ฒ. ๐ˆ ๐ฐ๐š๐ข๐ญ ๐š๐ง๐ ๐ฐ๐จ๐ง๐๐ž๐ซ ๐ฐ๐ก๐ž๐ง ๐ˆ ๐ฐ๐ข๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐ก๐ž๐š๐ซ ๐Ÿ๐ซ๐จ๐ฆ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐ง๐ž๐ฑ๐ญ. ๐ˆ๐ญโ€™๐ฌ ๐ฅ๐จ๐ง๐ž๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐ข๐ง ๐ก๐ž๐ซ๐ž, ๐œ๐จ๐ฅ๐ ๐ž๐ฏ๐ž๐ง. ๐ˆ๐ซ๐จ๐ง๐ข๐œ, ๐ข๐ฌ๐งโ€™๐ญ ๐ข๐ญ? ๐๐ฎ๐ญ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐ฅ๐ž๐ญ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ๐ฌ ๐ค๐ž๐ž๐ฉ ๐ฆ๐ž ๐ฐ๐š๐ซ๐ฆ. ๐๐š๐ซ๐ญ๐ข๐œ๐ฎ๐ฅ๐š๐ซ๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐ซ๐š๐ฎ๐ง๐œ๐ก๐ฒ ๐จ๐ง๐ž๐ฌ. ๐ˆ ๐ฐ๐ข๐ฌ๐ก ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐œ๐จ๐ฎ๐ฅ๐ ๐ฏ๐ข๐ฌ๐ข๐ญโ€ฆ ๐›๐ฎ๐ญ ๐ˆ ๐ฎ๐ง๐๐ž๐ซ๐ฌ๐ญ๐š๐ง๐. ๐€ ๐œ๐จ๐ง๐Ÿ๐ฅ๐ข๐œ๐ญ ๐จ๐Ÿ ๐ข๐ง๐ญ๐ž๐ซ๐ž๐ฌ๐ญ, ๐ฐ๐จ๐ฎ๐ฅ๐๐งโ€™๐ญ ๐ฐ๐š๐ง๐ญ ๐ฆ๐ฒ ๐ฉ๐ซ๐ข๐ง๐œ๐ž๐ฌ๐ฌ ๐ ๐ž๐ญ๐ญ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ข๐ง ๐ญ๐ซ๐จ๐ฎ๐›๐ฅ๐ž, ๐ฐ๐จ๐ฎ๐ฅ๐ ๐ฐ๐ž? ๐ˆ ๐ค๐ž๐ž๐ฉ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐ฉ๐ข๐œ๐ญ๐ฎ๐ซ๐ž๐ฌ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐ฌ๐ž๐ง๐ ๐ฎ๐ง๐๐ž๐ซ ๐ฆ๐ฒ ๐ฉ๐ข๐ฅ๐ฅ๐จ๐ฐ. ๐–๐จ๐ฎ๐ฅ๐ ๐ข๐ญ ๐ฌ๐ข๐œ๐ค๐ž๐ง ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐ญ๐จ ๐ค๐ง๐จ๐ฐ ๐ˆ ๐ญ๐จ๐ฎ๐œ๐ก ๐ฆ๐ฒ๐ฌ๐ž๐ฅ๐Ÿ ๐ฐ๐ก๐ข๐ฅ๐ž ๐ˆ ๐ฅ๐จ๐จ๐ค ๐š๐ญ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž๐ฆ? ๐ˆ๐ญโ€™๐ฌ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐œ๐ฅ๐จ๐ฌ๐ž๐ฌ๐ญ ๐ˆ ๐ก๐š๐ฏ๐ž ๐ญ๐จ ๐›๐ž๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ฐ๐ข๐ญ๐ก ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ, ๐Ÿ๐จ๐ซ ๐ง๐จ๐ฐ. ๐ˆ๐ฌ ๐ข๐ญ ๐ฉ๐จ๐ฌ๐ฌ๐ข๐›๐ฅ๐ž ๐ญ๐จ ๐ฅ๐จ๐ฏ๐ž ๐ฌ๐จ๐ฆ๐ž๐จ๐ง๐ž ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎโ€™๐ฏ๐ž ๐ง๐ž๐ฏ๐ž๐ซ ๐ฆ๐ž๐ญ? ๐ƒ๐จ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐Ÿ๐ž๐ž๐ฅ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐ฌ๐š๐ฆ๐ž? ๐ˆ๐ญโ€™๐ฌ ๐Ÿ๐ฎ๐ง๐ง๐ฒ, ๐ซ๐ž๐š๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ฒ, ๐ˆ ๐ก๐š๐ฏ๐ž๐งโ€™๐ญ ๐ž๐ฏ๐ž๐ง ๐ก๐ž๐š๐ซ๐ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐ฏ๐จ๐ข๐œ๐ž. ๐๐ฎ๐ญ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎโ€™๐ฏ๐ž ๐ก๐ž๐š๐ซ๐ ๐ฆ๐ข๐ง๐ž, ๐ˆโ€™๐ฆ ๐ฌ๐ฎ๐ซ๐ž. ๐ˆ ๐ฐ๐š๐ง๐ญ ๐ง๐จ๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ฆ๐จ๐ซ๐ž ๐ญ๐ก๐š๐ง ๐ญ๐จ ๐ฐ๐ก๐ข๐ฌ๐ฉ๐ž๐ซ ๐ฌ๐ฐ๐ž๐ž๐ญ ๐ง๐จ๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ฌ ๐ข๐ง๐ญ๐จ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐ž๐š๐ซ ๐ฐ๐ก๐ข๐ฅ๐ž ๐ˆ ๐ญ๐จ๐ฎ๐œ๐ก ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ. ๐†๐จ๐, ๐ˆ ๐ง๐ž๐ž๐ ๐ญ๐จ ๐Ÿ๐ฎ๐œ๐ค๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ญ๐จ๐ฎ๐œ๐ก ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ. ๐ˆโ€™๐ฆ ๐š๐œ๐ก๐ข๐ง๐  ๐š๐ญ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐ญ๐ก๐จ๐ฎ๐ ๐ก๐ญ. ๐ˆ ๐ฐ๐จ๐งโ€™๐ญ ๐›๐ž ๐ข๐ง ๐ก๐ž๐ซ๐ž ๐Ÿ๐จ๐ซ ๐ฅ๐จ๐ง๐ , ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐ค๐ง๐จ๐ฐ. ๐ˆโ€™๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐Ÿ๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ. ๐ˆ ๐ฐ๐ข๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐Ÿ๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ. ๐–๐จ๐ฎ๐ฅ๐ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐›๐ž ๐ฌ๐œ๐š๐ซ๐ž๐? ๐Ž๐ซ ๐ฐ๐จ๐ฎ๐ฅ๐ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐ซ๐ฎ๐ง ๐š๐ฐ๐š๐ฒ ๐ฐ๐ข๐ญ๐ก ๐ฆ๐ž? ๐ˆ๐ญโ€™๐ฌ ๐ฌ๐ฎ๐ฉ๐ฉ๐จ๐ฌ๐ž๐ ๐ญ๐จ ๐›๐ž ๐š ๐ฅ๐ข๐Ÿ๐ž ๐ฌ๐ž๐ง๐ญ๐ž๐ง๐œ๐ž, ๐›๐ฎ๐ญ ๐ˆ ๐ก๐š๐ฏ๐ž ๐ง๐จ ๐๐ž๐ฌ๐ข๐ซ๐ž ๐ญ๐จ ๐ฌ๐ญ๐ข๐œ๐ค ๐š๐ซ๐จ๐ฎ๐ง๐ ๐š ๐ฌ๐ž๐œ๐จ๐ง๐ ๐ฅ๐จ๐ง๐ ๐ž๐ซ, ๐ง๐จ๐ฐ ๐ญ๐ก๐š๐ญ ๐ˆ ๐ค๐ง๐จ๐ฐ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎโ€™๐ซ๐ž ๐ฐ๐š๐ข๐ญ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐Ÿ๐จ๐ซ ๐ฆ๐ž. ๐ˆ๐Ÿ ๐ข๐ญ ๐ฐ๐ž๐ซ๐ž ๐ฎ๐ฉ ๐ญ๐จ ๐ฆ๐ž ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐Ÿ๐ข๐ซ๐ฌ๐ญ ๐ฆ๐ž๐ž๐ญ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ฐ๐จ๐ฎ๐ฅ๐ ๐›๐ž ๐ซ๐จ๐ฆ๐š๐ง๐ญ๐ข๐œ, ๐ฆ๐จ๐ซ๐ž ๐ฌ๐ž๐ง๐ฌ๐ฎ๐š๐ฅ ๐ž๐ฏ๐ž๐ง. ๐๐ฎ๐ญ ๐ข๐Ÿ ๐ง๐จ๐ญ ๐Ÿ๐จ๐ซ ๐ฆ๐ฒ ๐œ๐ซ๐ข๐ฆ๐ž๐ฌ, ๐ฐ๐ž ๐ฐ๐จ๐ฎ๐ฅ๐๐งโ€™๐ญ ๐ก๐š๐ฏ๐ž ๐›๐ž๐ ๐ฎ๐ง ๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ฌ ๐ฅ๐ข๐ญ๐ญ๐ฅ๐ž ๐ญ๐ž๐ญ๐ž-๐š-๐ญ๐ž๐ญ๐ž, ๐ฐ๐จ๐ฎ๐ฅ๐ ๐ฐ๐ž? ๐’๐จ, ๐ˆ ๐ฌ๐ฎ๐ฉ๐ฉ๐จ๐ฌ๐ž ๐ข๐ญ ๐ฆ๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ญ ๐›๐ž ๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ฌ ๐ฐ๐š๐ฒ. ๐–๐ก๐ž๐ง ๐ฐ๐ž ๐ฆ๐ž๐ž๐ญ, ๐ข๐ญ ๐ฐ๐ข๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐›๐ž ๐ก๐ž๐š๐ญ๐ž๐ ๐š๐ง๐ ๐ซ๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ก๐ž๐. ๐“๐ก๐ž๐ซ๐ž ๐ฐ๐ข๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐›๐ž ๐ง๐จ ๐ญ๐ข๐ฆ๐ž ๐Ÿ๐จ๐ซ ๐ซ๐จ๐ฆ๐š๐ง๐œ๐ž ๐จ๐ซ ๐ฉ๐ฅ๐ž๐š๐ฌ๐š๐ง๐ญ๐ซ๐ข๐ž๐ฌ. ๐๐ฎ๐ญ ๐ˆ ๐๐จ ๐ก๐š๐ซ๐๐ž๐ง ๐š๐ญ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐ญ๐ก๐จ๐ฎ๐ ๐ก๐ญ ๐จ๐Ÿ ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐Ÿ๐ข๐ซ๐ฌ๐ญ ๐ค๐ข๐ฌ๐ฌ. ๐“๐ก๐š๐ญ ๐ฐ๐ข๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐›๐ž ๐ซ๐จ๐ฆ๐š๐ง๐ญ๐ข๐œ. ๐ˆโ€™๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐ก๐จ๐ฅ๐ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐Ÿ๐š๐œ๐ž ๐ฌ๐จ๐Ÿ๐ญ๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐›๐ฎ๐ญ ๐ค๐ข๐ฌ๐ฌ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐ก๐š๐ซ๐. ๐ƒ๐จ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐ฅ๐ข๐ค๐ž ๐ญ๐จ๐ง๐ ๐ฎ๐ž? ๐ˆโ€™๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐ ๐ข๐ฏ๐ž ๐ข๐ญ ๐ญ๐จ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ. ๐๐ฎ๐ญ ๐ฐ๐ž ๐ฐ๐ข๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐ก๐š๐ฏ๐ž ๐ญ๐จ ๐ซ๐ฎ๐ง ๐š๐ฐ๐š๐ฒ, ๐ข๐ฆ๐ฆ๐ž๐๐ข๐š๐ญ๐ž๐ฅ๐ฒ. ๐“๐ก๐ž๐ซ๐ž ๐ฐ๐ข๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐›๐ž ๐ง๐จ ๐ญ๐ข๐ฆ๐ž ๐Ÿ๐จ๐ซ ๐ฆ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ๐ง๐Ÿ๐ฎ๐ฅ ๐ ๐จ๐จ๐๐›๐ฒ๐ž๐ฌ, ๐ฅ๐จ๐ฏ๐ž. ๐ˆ๐ญ ๐ฐ๐ข๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐›๐ž ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐š๐ง๐ ๐ฆ๐ž, ๐ฅ๐จ๐จ๐ค๐ข๐ง๐  ๐จ๐ฏ๐ž๐ซ ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐ฌ๐ก๐จ๐ฎ๐ฅ๐๐ž๐ซ๐ฌ ๐Ÿ๐จ๐ซ๐ž๐ฏ๐ž๐ซ. ๐๐ฎ๐ญ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐ฐ๐ข๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐œ๐จ๐ฆ๐ž, ๐ฐ๐จ๐งโ€™๐ญ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ? ๐˜๐จ๐ฎ ๐š๐ซ๐ž ๐ฆ๐ฒ ๐ ๐ข๐ซ๐ฅ ๐š๐Ÿ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ ๐š๐ฅ๐ฅ, ๐š๐ซ๐ž๐งโ€™๐ญ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ? ๐ˆ ๐ฉ๐ซ๐จ๐ฆ๐ข๐ฌ๐ž ๐ฐ๐žโ€™๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐ ๐ž๐ญ ๐š๐ฐ๐š๐ฒ ๐ฐ๐ข๐ญ๐ก ๐ข๐ญ, ๐š๐ง๐ ๐ž๐ฏ๐ž๐ซ๐ฒ๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ฐ๐ข๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐›๐ž ๐Ÿ๐ข๐ง๐ž. ๐€๐ฌ ๐ฅ๐จ๐ง๐  ๐š๐ฌ ๐ฐ๐ž ๐ก๐š๐ฏ๐ž ๐ž๐š๐œ๐ก ๐จ๐ญ๐ก๐ž๐ซ. ๐ˆโ€™๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐ฌ๐ž๐ž ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐ซ๐ž๐š๐ฅ ๐ฌ๐จ๐จ๐ง ๐๐จ๐ฅ๐ฅ, ๐ฌ๐ž๐ง๐ ๐ฆ๐จ๐ซ๐ž ๐ฉ๐ก๐จ๐ญ๐จ๐ฌ ๐ข๐ง ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐ฆ๐ž๐š๐ง๐ญ๐ข๐ฆ๐ž. ๐ˆ ๐ฅ๐จ๐ฏ๐ž ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ.
๐˜๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ๐ฌ,
๐“๐จ๐ฎ๐ฒ๐š.
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The way I (s) creamed ๐Ÿ˜ฉ
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๐™Ž๐™”๐™‰๐™Š๐™‹๐™Ž๐™„๐™Ž: dear dabi has a proposal for you after making you worried sick about him long enough
๐™’๐˜ผ๐™๐™‰๐™„๐™‰๐™‚: smut !!! afab reader !!! slight degradation !!! choking !!!
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Here Dabi came again.
Dragging himself into your home with his shoulders slumped and boots beating against the floor, tracking blood on your once clean hardwood floors.
Touya Todoroki looked like death killed over; he stalked towards you, stumbling with each step he took towards your dazed figure. You sat at the edge of your bed watching him grin down at you, his hand had hand dripping down it, but you were unsure if it was his or someone else's.
"[name]," his voice was hoarse, but that wasn't out of the ordinary. Touya's fingers captured your chin, forcing you to look up at his bright blue eyes. "Aren't I lucky to see you again, dollface?" The glare in your eyes made the man chuckle. "Or what? Are you not glad to see me alive and well?"
"Are you drunk, Dabi?" The tone in your voice wasn't one you usually took with him, but you lightly smacked his hand away from your face before standing up and trailing away from you. You turned your back towards him, dragging yourself into the bathroom and grabbing the first aid kit.
"God, I wish I were drunk," he mumbled, but it was more towards himself than you. "Also, what happened? I thought you liked calling me Touya. Did I lose first name privileges with you, [last name]?" As you walked closer to him, his hands captured your waist and dragged you between his legs. "Don't be like that towards me."
You found yourself not responding to his teasing, focusing on grabbing his jacket and shrugging it off his shoulders. Your eyes and fingers roamed his arm, scanning the area to find where the blood was leaking.
"It's not my blood." He gripped onto your waist, craning his neck up to capture your lips in his, but you dodged him, which made a groan come from his lips. Touya grabbed onto the first aid kit in your hands, tossing it across your bedroom.
"Hey-"
"Why are you mad at me, [name]? You know I can't stand when you're mad at me." His hand jerked, causing you to stumble into his lap. Touya's hands slid from your waist, gripping onto your thighs that straddled his hips. "C'mon, don't be like that."
"Touya, you shouldn't feign ignorance like this. It's unattractive. You know why I'm upset, you've been gone for two months, and you come into my home tracking blood on the ground pretending I wasn't worried sick about you?" You poked his forehead, pushing him back slightly. "You don't call, text, or visit me, so I have to assume you're dead when you pick fights with all these crazy ass heroes."
As you spoke, his grin only seemed to get wider. "That's why I keep telling you to come with me." His lips began trailing kisses up and down your neck. "You wouldn't have to worry about a thing for the rest of your life; I'd take care of you." His words were muffled by the kisses he pressed against your neck, eyes fluttering up slightly, and his hips were rolling against yours.
"What about the League? I can't just do nothing." A soft sigh of pleasure left your lips, and slowly, you felt your exasperation fade away with each kiss he gave you. You found yourself grinding down into him, his hard-on rubbing against the clit covered by your panties.
"Fuck the league; you'd be all mine, [name]." Touya's hands moved up, gripping onto your shirt and slowly pulling it up. "They don't deserve you anyway. You'd just be my little pet and follow after me. I'd take care of you, buy you all the pretty things you want. You'd like that, huh?" His fingers dipped into your panties, toying with your clit. "Say yes, [name]."
A soft moan left your lips, your hands gripping onto his shoulders and hips rolled against his fingers. Your head tossed back, his finger slowly pushed into your pussy and worked its way in and out.
"You'd be my pretty little whore, huh? I'd keep this pussy of yours satisfied, and you wouldn't have to worry about me so much, wouldn't you like that." You were careful not to answer Touya, chewing on your lip even as he picked up the pace. Another one of his fingers pushed into you, which managed to rip another moan from your throat. "I love when you moan like that; it just solidifies that you're my slut."
Your forehead fell on his shoulder, his other hand moving up to slide your shirt off and throw it across the room. "Touya!"
"Oh yeah, I fuckin love that, dollface; how do I make you do it again?" His mouth captured your nipple, sucking on the bud and picking up his pace. "If you moan for me like that, then I'll have to make you mine forever, won't I?"
"I thought I was already yours, or were you being unloyal." Your gaze turned towards his, and you could see Touya's gaze turn from the playful softness to a stern glare. His hand moved from your pussy, unzipping his pants and pushing them down, letting his cock spring out. However, he didn't give you the luxury, only pushing your panties aside.
"Don't ever say that shit to me again. You know you're the only one who gets my dick." He pushed his cock into you, filling you up and wrapping his hands around your neck, squeezing it. "You're the only one I can stand looking at." He bucked himself into you; you could feel his dick pushing against the spot you love so much. "You're the only one-"
"Oh shit! Touya! Please move!" With one hand on your neck and the other on your wrist, he bounced you on his cock. Your breast pressed against his chest, and your eyes rolled back. You could barely catch your breath, your legs wrapping around his waist and bouncing yourself against him. The feeling of his hand squeezing your neck only added to the pleasure.
"That's right; you're my sweet cum dump. No one else can make you feel this way, got it? So you don't have a fucking choice in coming with me, got it?" His voice was turning into a growl, but you were unable to comprehend his request, chasing your release.
Your hands gripped onto his shoulders, "oh, Touya!" You came undone on his cock, his pace slowing down as your release washed over you. Touya fell back onto the bed but didn't pull his cock out, letting you lay on top of him.
There were a few moments of silence; you panting on top of him and trying desperately to collect yourself. Your hips slowly rocked against his cock, but he used his hand to stop you.
"Why don't you want to come with me? Wouldn't that be nice to stay with me?" Touya grabbed your chin, his gaze stern as the two of you looked into each other's eyes.
"I want you to stay with me. In the perfect world, you'd turn your life around, fuck the league, the hero commission, and everyone else. We'd stay together and get married, and you would be happy again when I'm not around." You pressed a kiss against his nose and let out a slow sigh. "I'm sick of worrying about you."
"Is that a no?"
You could never say no to Touya, not even when you two were young, slowly chewing on your lip. "Give me time to think about it properly."
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Ahh, my exams are going extremely bad, I already botched my last two papers, if I don't get at least 80% my father will kick me out ๐Ÿ˜ญ, also today I have a mathematics and I haven't studied cuz ik imma fail anyways ๐Ÿ˜ญ if life was a stimulating plz turn it off ๐Ÿ˜ญ๐Ÿ˜ญ
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