Dabi Should've Known Something Was Up, Your Over-eagerness To Wrap Your Lips Around His Cock Gave You

Dabi should've known something was up, your over-eagerness to wrap your lips around his cock gave you away. Then again, Dabi would never tell you "no" for wanting to keep his dick warm, however you might want too. Be it with that wet little cunt or that tight throat he loves fucking open so much. But when your pulling him towards the couch as soon as he walks in, barely giving him time to close and lock the door. He should've sensed something up with you when he caught a glance of your coy little smirk. "What's up with you doll, huh? The fuck you bouncin' aroun' for?" He asks with a lazy drawl, letting you lead him to the couch. There's a soft giggle that slips from your lips at his little grumble, with a shake of the head you grin. Pushing him down on the couch and dropping to your knees, you feel a hand pull your head back by your hair. Frowning up at him, you try to continue your ministration only to have your hands slapped away from his zipper. Grabbing your face, he pushes your lips into a wet pout, "you gonna fuckin' answer me or are you that cock hungry? I walk in the door and you're already tryna' choke on my cock." He slaps your cheek when you continue to stare up at him with doe eyes. Shaking your head at him you pull at his belt, with a roll of the eyes, he lets go and leans back against the couch, unbuckling his belt he throws it to the side, "go ahead, since it's all you can think about- can't even kiss me before you're tryna jump on it, huh? Ignoring him you get back to your little task at hand, pulling down the zipper and pawing at his clothed cock, flaccid in his boxers. You lean down taking it into your mouth, soft tongue wetting the bland material as he runs a hand through your hair, "you gonna get it hard for me, babydoll? Gonna swallow my cum when it leaks down your little throat, yeah?" Using the hand in your hair, he shakes your head in a nodding motion, "good girl, go 'head." He laughs at his own joke before taking his cock out of his briefs and tapping it on your lips. With a glance upwards and a smirk attempting to twist the corner of your lips, you lean forward licking the slit, it's a knee-jerk reaction as he feels the cool metal on his tip, "Jesus fucking Christ you didn't baby, fuck you didn't... let me see." He groans out, leaning forward then gripping your cheeks as he grabs your tongue and pulls the pink muscle out of your mouth. The shiny ball in the middle glistens in the dim lights of the apartment. He huffs out a scoff, as his tongue digs into his cheek when you start to jerk his cock, hand squeezing slightly around the base. "Got it pierced for you, Touya."

i’m a slut for men who want to corrupt me further

Litterly this (or any pet name with doll in it)

“darling girl” / “sweet girl” / “pretty girl”

TW: abusive relationship, implied kidnapping, hints of infantilization, brief mention of a panic attack, dabi being an asshole (like always)

Dabi hates the words "shut up"... but only when they come from you. He couldn't careless if someone else were to say it, he'd just set them on fire if they ever even thought of disrespecting him that way. But, when it comes from you, it feels like a whole new level of disrespect. The little sneer you give him as you utter his least favorite words that slip from you, you do it so easily too. Whenever he pisses you off or goes a little too far with the teasing, pushing him away with a little huff of, "shut up, Dabi." Oh, it's so much fucking worse when you use "Dabi" knowing damn well you always call him Touya now.

It pisses him off, truly it does. There's always this nasty urge clawing at his chest to grab you up by your hair and make you apologize to him. It gives him a strong feeling of sadistic-glee to see you spewing apologies of, "sorry, Touya"'s and "it won't happen again, Touya"'s until your tongue feels heavy and your eyes are lined with red as they get puffy from all your whining. That's when he truly adores you, when you're clingy and compliant, huffing when he gets up even for a second, reaching for him as he climbs into bed with you.

"C'mere baby, come give me a kiss," you know it's not a question, but a demand. You don't care though, he makes you so mad. Taunting you, pulling at your hair and slapping your ass until there's hand-shaped bruises appearing only hours later... only to demand kisses afterwards. There's a nasty little glare you give him when he glances away from the television to look at you.

With a scowl, you move further away from him, "no." At that he gets off the couch and yanks you up by your arm with a scoff, "the fuck you mean no, doll? I wasn't asking." There's an immediate thrashing coming from you, "shut up, no, let go Dabi." There's a slap to your ass as he makes you stand on your feet. "Say that shit again, I dare you to say that shit again." You can feel your throat start to close up as you fight to get him off of you. Your breathing becomes ragged as your eyes get bleary.

"You wanna go in the corner, huh? Answer me before I make the decision for you." There's a shake of your head as a cry scratches itself from your throat, the sickly taste of bile starts to become apparent as Dabi continues to squeeze your arm tighter. "I'm not a f-fucking child Dabi," you croak out, your throat becoming dryer with every inhale.

He grins so wide his staples almost pop loose, "you're not a f-fucking child, huh? 'Cause you're certainly fuckin' actin' like one." He mocks, sitting back down on the couch as he pulls you into his lap. Forcing your head into the crook of his neck, he pets your hair as he shushes you. He waits a couple minutes for you to calm down before he speaks again, "... you know I hate hurting you, baby. It tears me up, it really does. You know I got too though, right? You know I gotta teach you good behaviour?" There's a nod into his shoulder as your sobs quiet down. "Good. It'll be so much easier for both of us if you keep up your good behaviour, that way you won't get punished."

Dabi truly hates when you spit that ugly phrase at him, it makes him become this monster, one that causes him to leave blunt, cresent-moon shaped marks in your skin. A monster that thrives on your fear when doe eyes quickly turn to fear as azure flames lick at your skin, leaving ugly red splotches on soft flesh.

I know your only looking for Dabi thirst and stuff but I have a genuine question, if dabi/hawks/reader were in a poly but reader had an abusive family, how do you think they'd handle it?

You're all good, I'm fine with questions of any kind, related to Dabi or not. It's just thirst and stuff that I'm only writing for Dabi rn~

To answer your question though, I think it depends. Dabi and Hawks both had shifty parents so that's something they can sympathize with you on. Now, Dabi is a villian and I see Dabi as the type of bf to kill anyone who hurts you. You're one of the few he cares about, if he trusts you enough to be with you, he'd do anything for you. Hawks on the other hand is a hero, so he would try to take the more legal, justice route. He'd want to put them in jail, keep you safe... but Dabi doesn't care about justice or heros.

So, Dabi and Hawks would come to a standstill on that, whether to kill them or put them in prison. If you don't want them to die or get severly burned, you'll have to let Dabi know that. He'd be a little frustrated that you don't want him too, not with you though, he just wants to keep you safe. They would definitely keep you away from them, Hawks will move you in with him or them, depending if Dabi lives there. If you can't take your stuff, don't worry cause Hawks will buy you all of it plus more. But if there are things that hold sentimental value, Dabi would have no problem sneaking in to get it for you.