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SWEATY bodies bump and grind against each other as loud music plays in the humid club. Girls sit in seats at the bar, flirting with older men hoping to get a free drink and cash. Douchebags hit on everything they see with thighs and breasts as if they were chicken. It made you feel gross. Clubbing wasn’t your most favorite thing in the world. The only reason you were even sitting in this place is that you had gotten a text from your friend, claiming you needed to have some fun.
On a night like this, you would rather be masturbating in your hotel room to whatever degenerate porn you could find that night.
You sat at your little table, tucked away at the back of the club, sipping on the half-empty drink in front of you. Your friend had run off to grab more drinks and hadn’t returned in a while. You were so tempted to flirt your way into another drink, stronger than whatever fruity concoction you had ordered the first time. I mean come on, it’s not like you didn't wear this dress for nothing. The way it hugged your skin and complimented your curves was sure to lure in anyone willing to spend their money on you.
Speak of the devil and he shall appear though. After what felt like an hour, the familiar mop of black hair crosses your peripheral and slides into the seat across from you. “You left me, asshole.” You complain and he snickers, setting a drink in front of you. “Sorry, princess.” A soft smile tugs on his scared lips, accented by his snake bites. “Got a little distracted.” He digs in his pocket, tongue poking from between his lips in concentration. You grab your plastic cup and sip the liquid from the little black straw.
“Fuck.” You hiss at the taste, this was much stronger than your previous drink. “This is what I needed, thank you Dabi.” You smile sweetly at the man across from you as he sends a wink your way. “Anytime princess. Aha!” His hand is quickly pulled from his pocket. A rectangular tin, a lighter, and a small clear baggie are tossed onto the table. “You wanna get fucked up, princess?” A sly smirk splays across his face in the dim club lighting.
Hesitantly, you crack open the tin seeing about seven blunts laid side by side, in the clear baggie was loose white powder. “It’s’ll I could grab, my plug is going out of town.” You continue to stare down at the items on the table as you sip. “You obviously don’t have to, but I’m definitely gonna do a line or two.” You weighed out your options, looking back up at him. He looked pretty in the low lighting, the soft blue tones of the flashing lights illuminating the lower half of his face. Perfectly concealing him in mysterious shadows.
You grab a blunt from the tin and pull it to your lips. “You mind?” Cerulean eyes light up and his smirk grows. “Anytime, doll.” The flame sparks on his index finger and he holds it out to you. You lean forward, lighting the end of the blunt and taking a few puffs while it is held tight between your lips. The smoke flows freely as you sit back and blow it out.
“‘S a new strain, tell me how ya’ like it.” Dabi lights his own, holding it between his teeth for just a moment. He takes his drags like a pro, watching as you relax into your seat after each puff. “I thought you were stayin’ relatively clean?” You bump the baggie on the table. The man before you huffs a laugh, averting all eye contact he once held. “There’s no point anymore.” He says it as if it were the easiest thing in the world.
You would’ve pressed but, it’s hard enough being the friend of a villain. Making him regress into his shell wouldn't help.
“See anyone you like?” He’s changing the conversation. “Nope. Everyone’s boring.” You take another drag, blowing the smoke down onto the table. “I see what you mean, princess.” Dabi leans back in his chair, eyes scanning over the room. “Not even a bimbo to fuck for the night, this blows.” - “You wanted to come here!” You mention as he sounded so bored. “For once this place is empty, full o’ normies.” He rolls his eyes. “Why do you typically come here?” You finally ask, leaning forward to hear him better.
“I used to meet my dealer here before he switched locations. Maybe find a piece o’ ass or two but tonight it’s dry.” Dabi downs the rest of his drink, setting the cup on the table. “Didn’t a new club open like a few blocks away?” You lean down to sip your drink again. “Think so, but that’s one of those high-end places. Only pros and horny fans are gonna populate that joint.” He remarks, grabbing his cup and scowling at its emptiness.
“Fuck, I’m gettin’ a new drink.” He huffs, pushing off the table. “You want another, princess?” He quirks a brow as he towers over you. “Nah, I’m alright thank you.” Dabi shrugs and walks off.
You sat at the table, taking drags from your blunt and sipping your drink. At least the music in this place wasn’t bad. The DJ playing an upbeat RnB song. You sit by yourself for some time, gently swaying in your chair. The liquor and weed were hitting now. Eyes slightly blurry as you dazed off into the distance, music flowing through your ears. You were on cloud nine, with no clue of how much time was passing. You snapped from your daze when your phone buzzed violently on the table.
Unlocking it, you open your messages and see Dabi texted you.
hey
sent just now
doin a line off this blonds ass
sent just now
shits magical
sent just now
Okay, have fun
delivered just now
You hadn’t even noticed he took the tin and the baggie. At least you still had your blun-your eyes trail over and notice it had burnt out a while ago. ‘Damn it!’
A soft sigh leaves your lips as you rest your chin on your hand. He was going to be awhile. What was the point of ever dragging you to this club if he was going to go fuck some bitch and leave you lonely? You had no interest in flirting with any of the randoms who danced or sat by themselves. You knew you had a few admirers here, they started and mumbled as you walked past but, with Dabi’s intimidating demeanor and your lack of interest, you knew they’d never show up.
You watch as a couple across from you makes out. Hands in hair, tongues down and throats, and their hips rocking against each other. It made you burn with jealousy. ‘Fuck this. I should just leave, catch a cab or something.’ You think to yourself, scanning the room.
Another huff leaves you as you sat by your lonesome, damn Dabi and his insane sex drive. Just as you were about to hide out in the bathroom and hand grabs the back of your chair. “What’s a sweet thing like you doing here all alone?” You quickly turn to see an older man with golden and silver teeth. He was nursing a cup in his unoccupied hand. “‘M not alone.” You pick your drink back up, needing to keep it close to your body. “Oh, I know. I saw that jackass walk off with some pretty boy not too long ago.” The man circles your table, sitting in Dabi’s previous seat.
“So, he ain’t your boyfriend. He’s too busy chasing after the same tail.” The man laughs, loud and hearty. It made you uncomfortable so you laughed awkwardly. Hoping Dabi would save you. “You smell good, baby. Like earthy and shit.” - “Weed.” You curtly mumble, pulling your cup back to your lips. “You’re smelling weed.” You take a long drink, hoping he would just get the hint and walk off.
“How about you dance for me, hmm?” You furrow your brows, looking at him as if he had three heads. “I’ve been here all night and haven’t seen ya’ dance. C’mon sweetness.” He leaned forward, resting more on the table. You go to send him off before he pulls out a wad of cash. Your reaction was very visible. Eyebrows pulled high, jaw slightly falling slack and eyes wide. The man laughs at your reaction. “I can make it worth your while.” He offers, with a grungy smirk. “Whatever you want.”
You take the offer and stand.
Before you could move on to dancing, you finished off your drink knowing you’d need to be more intoxicated to do this. Your body sways with the music and your hands trace your figure. Mind hazy from the drugs and alcohol, eyes watching the other figures move in the dim lighting, only truly appearing when neon lights flickered over them. The DJ changed the song to a more sensual new age song, appealing to the barely legal teens and older club goers trying to stay relevant. Your hands run up your thighs, lifting the skirt to your black velvet dress, showing just a few centimeters below your panties. The man watches from the table, bottom lip pulled between his teeth.
You flash him a smile and scoop your breast from your dress, holding the soft mounds in your hands. You pull a nipple into your mouth, sucking on the bud before adjusting your appearance so no one else would see. If you were gonna put on a show for money, you were gonna do it right.
Your tipsy, fluid dancing was disrupted when a body pressed against yours. A smirk curls up on your lips as you begin to grind your ass into the figure behind you. With a quick swivel of your hips, you determine your partner was either a woman or a grower. The hairs on your neck stand to a point as hot breath brushes against your smooth skin, making slight arousal begin to form in the deepest pits of your stomach.
The mysterious figure grabs your waist, pulling you taut against them. As your back collided with their chest you realize your intruder is a woman. “Hi princess.” The woman’s husky voice sends tingles through your body and straight to your hot cunt. “Hey.” You replied, continuing to grind into the woman’s lower half.
“You look absolutely delectable, honey.” Her tongue seemed to whip at the top of your ear, leaving saliva to cool and send goosebumps down your arms. “You haven’t even seen my face,” You quip, reaching you and behind you to hold her neck. “What if I’m a horrid creature.” A soft fan of breath hits your neck again as she laughs. “I’ve been watching you from afar for a while, princess.”
You noticed she was hiding you as you danced against her, your bodies concealed from the man watching you. Her hands softly rub at your hips, trailing to your ass whenever you’d lean over to throw it back. Pussy flooding with slick as you feel her hardly noticeable thrusts against you as you grind your ass against her.
“Where’s your boyfriend?” She asked words like the melody of a jealous love song. “He’s at home,” You whisper, making the woman pull back a little. “He’s pink, silicone, and needs to be plugged in after I cum.” You laughed at her reaction. “Fuck,” She laughs. “You scared me, sweetness. Thought I was gonna have to beat a prick up tonight.” Your heart fluttered for a moment. “You’d beat a man up for me?” - “Darling, I’d do anything for you.”
You pulled away from the woman, leaving your body tingling and begging for her touch. Although you weren’t thinking fully straight, one question rattled through your head. ‘Who is she?’ You turn to face to view your mysterious female partner and your heart pounds faster. A woman, about 6 feet with snow-white hair that ran down her back, fluffy white, bunny ears protruding from her scalp and accompanying her dark skin. The lilac two-piece set she wore, complimented her gorgeous red eyes.
“Hi pretty.” She bats her gorgeous lashes at you, clearly taking note of how you guffawed at her. She looked so strong. Her torso was covered by a white, low-cut corset top and a slightly oversized lavender blazer. Her breasts nearly spilled from the top, muscles bulging from their cotton prison. Her thighs, lord her thighs, were covered in flared suit pants, the exact same color as her blazer. She was going to ruin you. “You okay, looking floaty there.” Her hand comes up to cup your jaw, gently stroking one spot by your lips.
Her red-painted lips spoke words of honey and like a bee, you latched onto every word.
“‘M fine, you’re really pretty.” You compliment, your fingers coming up to play with the ends of her blazer. “Why thank you, love.” Her gaze was so intimidating, deep vermilion eyes boring into yours with lust. Your lust-filled grinding had stopped due to your admiration of the woman before, making you feel out of place from the other club-goers around you. “Want you.” You murmur before pulling back from her. A tan, manicured hand reaches out quickly to grab your own, keeping you at an arm’s length.
The woman watches in confusion as you shake your hand free and throw her a smirk.
You move into the light, trailing hands up and down your body as you sway. The song playing was sensual and slow.
Your eyes trace over the woman’s form as you dance by yourself, knowingly teasing and seducing her. Pearly white teeth sink into her red-painted bottom lip as she watches you lift your dress to flash your panties in the large crowd. Two fingers dip into your mouth, collecting saliva and trailing down your body. Your hips buck slightly as your fingers come into contact with your wet panties and your sensitive clit.
You gently caress your clit and softly moan.
Red eyes darkened with lust as she grabbed you again, pulling you by your hips and holding you close. “Oho, seems I’ve got myself a little slut, hmm?” She chided, staring down at you. “You’re fucking filthy, huh?”She seemed to moan, blown pupils concealing her blood-red gaze. “Did you like the show?” You ask, giving her your most innocent look and licking your lips.
“I loved the show, princess. I wanna see more. I wanna see your cunt drip with arousal and cum after I eat you out.” The woman’s mouth like honey and velvet as she brushed her lips against yours. Shaky breath leaves you as her hands cradle and squeeze your ass. “I never caught your name, princess.” Your arms come to rest upon her shoulders. “I never threw it,” You giggle, making her give a stern look. “It’s (Y/N), I like it when you call me princess though.” You bit your lips, softly.
“Name’s Rumi.” Why’d that name sound familiar? Your hazy mind threw the question away as Rumi began to pull you away towards a booth.
She pushes you onto the pleather seat and sits beside you, grabbing onto you possessively. She grabs your face and forces you to look at her. “Look at you honey,” Your cheeks were smushed due to her grip on your face. “So beautiful.” She leans in and softly kisses you. Her hands escape to your waist as yours escape to hold the back of her head. One of Rumi’s hands trail down to your thighs, which were strewn across her lap, and slipped between them.
Your lips move in sync, her dominating yours as you submissively accepted. Rumi's hand rubbed your smooth thighs, dipping between them frequently to tease you. You pull back for air, panting heavily as Rumi kisses your neck. Hazy eyes darted around the club, hoping no one was watching you and your newest lover and it seemed as if you both were invisible.
You pull Rumi back by her hair and smash your lips against hers. Rumi’s skilled hands stop their mischievous teasing and rub the outside of your panties. Your cunt leaks with arousal, the sticky fluid clinging to the panties adding the pool on the thin fabric.
Rumi pulls your panties to the side and slides her finger through your soaked cunt, collecting the juices you produced. She pulls back from the kiss and shoves her two fingers into your mouth, replacing the warm feeling of her soft tongue. Your eyes, wide and innocent, stare into hers as your tongue dances along her fingers. Between each finger and over each knuckle, you clean her finger of your arousal and allow her to slip them away from your mouth.
Rumi's saliva-slick hand trails back to your throbbing core and her finger traces your clit, applying pressure, making you moan.
Her eyes bore into yours, asking for permission before she continued with her insatiable and filthy acts. “Yes.” Your voice was soft but Rumi heard you loud and clear. Her fingers began their descent into your hot, wet pussy. The way they curled and scissored against your walls forced moans and gasps from you.
You were thankful for the upbeat, loud song the DJ has chosen to play.
Rumi's fingers were like magic, bringing you quickly to your impending orgasm. Your hips rock with her motions hoping for more friction and control. Rumi notices your tactic and pins your pins down, giving you a stern look when you pout. “You take what I give.” She mumbled, staring down at her fingers sliding into your slick pussy.
Her eyes watched as your pussy throbbed with every movement and arousal leaked into her hand.
A loud moan makes Rumi look up at you. You sat slouched on the booth, teeth sunken into your hand and eyes squeezed shut. “You close baby?” You nod rapidly as the knot in your stomach nearly bursts. “You can cum baby girl, go ahead. Cum for me, princess.” Rumi kisses your neck and ear.
A strangled moan gets caught in your throat as the tension finally snaps as your orgasm washes over you. Cum drips down onto the seat and into her hand making her praise and console you. “You did so well for me baby.” She praises, rubbing her free hand up and down your trembling thighs. “So good for me.” Your heart pounded and your head seemed hazy, not only from the activities you had engaged in earlier. You pant and whimper as you calm down for the erotic scene. Rumi smiles down at you, watching as you come down from your high.
“C’mon baby, come back to me. Floatin’ off too far.” She kisses your forehead, cheeks, and nose. Anything to jump-start your mind. Soon your eyes refocus, settling on the hulking form before you. God damn, isn’t she gorgeous? “There’s my pretty girl.” She coos, smiling. “I’d take you somewhere to continue this but, I didn’t show up alone.” Rumi waves, looking over you, raising her hand, and then focusing back on you.
“Doesn’t mean we can’t relax though.” Your walls throbbed and you realized she never removed her fingers. “Oh, sorry love. Wanted you to be more attentive before I overstimulated ya’.” The white-haired woman leans over you positively suddenly, flashing a smile to whoever was approaching. “Thank you.” Her voice was thick. A waitress places two trays of drinks on the table and a plate of food. The smaller woman bows and skips off leaving you two alone.
“You’re starin’, pretty.” Rumi grabs one of the drinks and downs it. You hadn’t even realized your eyes never left her. You were still trying to decipher who she was. “You bastard!” She suddenly shouts looking over you. Her fingers are pulled, crudely, from your cunt making you whine. She pulls the digits into her mouth with a grin and moans around them. “Fuckin’ perfect.” A wink is thrown your way before she focuses above you again.
“Walkin’ with a fuckin’ limp? Already? I thought you could hang Mr. Takami.” Suddenly there’s a shock of blonde standing near you. “Shut up.” The man whines. You look up just as someone else joins the blonde. Fucking Dabi. Both of your eyes widen seeing each other. “Well then birdie, this is (Y/N). Honey, this is my best friend, Keigo.” Holy fuck. As if this night couldn’t get any god damn better. “Heyo.” Keigo slides into the seat across from you.
“This is Dabi, Dabi, this is Rumi.” Now you realized who she was. Pro Hero Miruko, your absolute lesbian wet dream. Along with Pro Hero Hawks, Japan’s heartthrob who could make anyone wet with just a look. Pro Heroes Miruko and Hawks.
The Miruko and Hawks. The Bunny and Bird duo most of Japan would drop their panties for. “What the fuck are you doin’ here, princess?” Dabi spoke up, refusing to take a seat. “I could ask you the same.” The pros look at each other in confusion. “You left me alone, I nearly fucked some random for a grand!” The dark-haired man scoffs. “Yeah, yeah. I told you I’d be busy.” - “Not with fuckin’ Hawks.” You whispered-yelled as to not alert anyone.
“Oh well, told you it was a blonde.” He shrugs, finally taking his seat. Keigo seems to ignore him, leaning forward to chat with Rumi. His pupils were blown, as were Dabi's for that matter. “What did you do to him?” You asked, remembering Rumi’s remark about his walking. “Why you wanna know? Fear you’re missin’ out?” He laughs, throwing an arm around the blonde.
“Hell no. Shut up!” You pout, leaning further into Rumi. Her hand comes to stroke your thighs as she idly talks over you. You picked at the fries on the table, needing to refuel your body after such a rough orgasm. Who would've thought your hatred of clubbing would get you laid by Rumi? “Fuck, I wanna get outta here.” Keigo groans, leaning his head on your dark-haired friend. Dabi leans down to whisper something to him, you couldn't hear but, Hawks’ reaction was priceless. Face flushing red and worrying at his bottom lip.
“Birdie’s right, love.” Rumi’s voice filled your head. “We should head out, I wanna get you outta this dress.” She nibbles at your ear. “Does that sound good to you? Goin’ to a hotel or somethin’ and lettin’ me wreck this pretty pussy?” You have to stay quiet so you don’t moan. “Y-yes, please.” Your voice weak and trembling.
Rumi and Keigo glance at each other and give a nod. “Let’s go.” Rumi helps you up from her lap, holding onto your arm as you wobble for a moment. You fix your appearance, straightening out your dress and running your fingers through your hair.
“Look at me.” A rough voice commands, fingers finding your chin. You're forced to look into Dabi’s intimidating gaze. “You okay? We can dip at any time. You wanna stop? We’ll go. Understand?” You nod quickly, not trusting your voice at the moment. “Good girl,” He pressed his lips to your forehead, making your eyes flutter shut. “Don’t need you putin’ yourself in a bad situation f’me or because you’re starstruck, m’kay?” You nod again.
“I need words, pipsqueak.” A shiver wracked through your body. “‘M okay.”-“Good, thank you, princess.” For someone who has never shown interest in you, besides jokes and in order to piss you off, Dabi was taking on the role of your playtime caretaker. He throws his other arm around your shoulder, keeping you and the winged hero close.
“We drove here, keeps things more inconspicuous,” Rumi says, tossing some cash on the table. “I’ll go pull the car around, there’s a lounge in the back.” She straightened her blazer and cuffed the sleeves. “Hawks,” The blonde peers around Dabi. “Get them back there and I'll let you know when I’m here.” - “I gotcha. C’mon guys.” He began to lead the way while still attached to the taller man.
Rumi had disappeared from your side once the three of you arrived at a black metal door. Hawks opens it revealing four large men. “Evenin’.” His voice was chipper and we wore a smile. “Mind if you let us through?” The men look at you, eyes flickering up and down. “Right this way Mr. Hawks.” They unbuckle a velvet rope and move to the side, allowing the three of you to waltz into the back. “Room number four is cleared, sir.” - “Well aren’t you helpful? I’ll be sure to leave a good tip.” You looked to Dabi. “Y’alright?” He murmurs, continuing to keep you close.
“I’m okay, I swear.” Your mind was beginning to unfog. “You’ve been all over the place, princess. Mind keeps wanderin’ away.” Once you all arrived at the room, Hawks broke away from Dabi, throwing himself on one of the leather couches.
“Mir-Rumi shouldn’t be long.” He says stretching on then laying on his side. “We have some time to kill though.” You and Dabi share identical looks to one another. One that read ‘I’m down if you’re down.’ Hawks smiles as Dabi parts from you, sitting beside him. “You’re pretty.” The blonde coos, looking at your friend with adoration. “Says you, pretty bird.” Dabi uses his hand to guide their faces together, locking into a deep kiss. You watched them, heart beginning to beat out of your chest. It was slow and passionate, Hawks’ vulnerable position. His hips shifted as he writhed, softly thrusting into the air for any kind of friction.
Dabi breaks the kiss, pulling Hawks up and into his lap. “S’fuckin’ pretty.” He mutters, grabbing the blonde’s jaw. Heavy eyes, filled with lust, meet your own. You stood dumbly in the room, fingers twisting strands of hair. “For someone so hellbent on gettin’ fucked tonight, you’re bein’ quiet distance.” His brow quirks up, asking you to give him some excuse.
“You do know what’s about to occur, princess.” Hawks busied himself, latching himself onto the less scarred part of his current lover’s neck. “Unless you’re backin’ out, you’re a part of this, stop lookin’ so pathetic.” Your jaw dropped in shock as you gather your thoughts. “I-I am not pathetic, you ass! I’m just enjoyin’ the view.” Dabi nods, mockingly. “C’mere.” He crooks a finger in your direction.
Hesitantly, you obey, walking forward until you’re stood behind Hawks. His wings were so tiny like this, shed of nearly all of his feathers. All that remained were small remnants of the gorgeous appendages. Dabi points to the spot on the couch next to him. “Sit.” You stare at him wide-eyed, watching for any shift in his attitude. Once you're beside him, he brings a hand to the nape of your neck.
“Birdie.” The blonde hums and looks up, spit dribbling from his lips. Dabi grabs Hawks the same and pulls the two of you close together. Keigo, ever the pleaser, locks you into a deep kiss. You moan in surprise, eyes fluttering shut. Hawks’ hands are quick to move from your shoulders to your waist, keeping you in place. His kiss was hungry. All spit, tongue, and teeth. Hands wandering, tugging, and squeezing at whatever they can find. Dabi was enjoying watching you both break on his lap.
Your hips stutter forward, in search of anything to quell the heat in your panties. They were already soaked with your previous orgasm and the constant flow of slick you’d been producing. “Fuck, you’re pretty.” Hawks moans as you two break apart, it was insane seeing how blown his pupils were. “Mhm, pretty girl, wan’ you and Dabi.” He purrs, latching his lips onto your neck. You gasp as he bites and sucks, leaving pretty purple marks against your tan skin.
“Cars out back lets-” Dabi looks over the two of you seeing Rumi stopped in the doorway. She watched as you writhed in Hawks’ grasp, soft moans spilling from your spit-soaked lips. “I hate to break the party up but, if we don’t leave right now I’m gonna slut you all out in front of everyone.”
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The hotel the heroes had booked wasn’t too far away. Took about ten minutes to drive there from the club. The entire time you, Dabi, and Hawks were all over each other. Grinding, kissing, biting, and sucking. Rumi could hardly keep her eyes on the road, she wanted to watch as you and Hawk’s sloppily made out in the backseat, tongue tangling and grinding against each other's thoughts but, the rearview mirror would have to suffice.
Once arriving at the hotel and getting into the room, the heroes all you both to take it all in. “This place costs more than my rent.” You awed, looking around. There was a sudden gust of wind and red feathers surrounding you. Dabi moved to body block you, shielding you from the sudden swarm. Once they had stopped, you both turned to look back at the feathered hero. He wore a proud smile on his face, plumes back to their full appearance.
“Sorry, feels weird not having them attached.” He scratched the back of his neck awkwardly. For such a confident hero, he sure seemed bashful. “It’s fine, birdie. Just give us a warnin’.” Dabi pulled the hero closer, pressing a kiss to his hairline. “Let her lock up, c’mon.” The blonde grabs your hands and tugs you down a hallway. Two feathers pushed the doors open revealing a stunning bedroom.
The room was huge, decked in neutral-toned colors, floor-to-ceiling windows, mood lighting, and a large bed in the center. “Seems like you two were plannin’ on bringin’ someone home.” Dabi bites at Hawks’ ear making him squawk and push him away, face reddening like a tomato. “Pretty bird.” The taller man picks up Keigo, rushing him over to the bed and collapsing on top of him.
You jump feeling a quick smack to your ass. “Get on up there, princess.” You join the boys on the bed, staring at them momentarily as they made out. “Take that pretty dress off, I wanna get a few things.” Rumi was already taking off her blazer, tossing the purple fabric onto a nearby chair.
You followed her orders perfectly, stripping yourself of your dress only to be stopped by a warm hand. “Let me help you.” Dabi stared at you with such intensity and lust, a look you had never seen directed towards you from your best friend. “Da-I,” He hushes you, moving over Keigo to press a kiss to your collarbones.
“Calm down, sweetness.” His hands were hot as they pulled your dress down your legs, lips attached to your skin, leaving lavender memories for you to find later. Hawks moved to your other side, kissing your thighs in worship. You felt as if you were on a cloud, having two men adore your body felt amazing. The men met at your hipbones, staring at each other over you before leaning in for another heated kiss.
Their tongues tangled with each other, strings of spit slipping from their mouths and down onto your heated skin. Your writhed and whimpered, watching the two men delve into such intimacy. Hawks hand was quick to find your clothed cunt, dragging his fingers up and down your soaked folds. Your hips canted up, breaking their kiss. “Calm down, little one.” Dabi’s voice made you shiver, heart pounding harder in your chest. His scarred lips are pressed against your panty-clad clit, eliciting a beautiful moan from your kiss swollen lips. He sloppy kissed your clit, laving over it with his tongue, moaning each time you writhed beneath him and the blonde.
A throat clearing makes your eyes snap open.
Rumi stands at the end of the bed, lilac strap on standing proudly before her. “I see you all are getting along well.” She gets a chorus of moans in return. Your panties were soaked in drool from the men, all of it mixing with your arousal and making it drip and coat your cunt and ass. “Such a sight for sore eyes,” Rumi crawls onto the bed, slowly. Dabi and Hawks slowly pull back from your cunt as she made her way towards you. “Such obedient boys, hmm?” She grabbed their jaw.
Keigo melted immediately, a doe-eyed look on his face while Dabi was the complete opposite. A look of annoyance and embarrassment washes over him before he pulls from her grip.
“Thank you for gettin’ her nice n’ wet f’me.” Her red gaze was now on you and you nearly cried. She was all muscle and curves. Heavy tits sitting perfectly on her chest, thick thighs on full display, wet pussy hidden by her harness and strap. She noticed your gaze, spitting on her hand and slicking up the toy. “You wan’ this? Hmm?” She hums, teasing you without even touching you. “You want mommy’s big cock inside you, baby?” You whimpered loudly, nodding quickly. She laughs at you, loud and mean. “Yeah? Okay, I’ll give it to you, sweetness.”
She leaned down, hovering over you. “‘M gonna ruin you, baby.” She teases your slick folds with the tip, dragging it down from your clit to your sopping hole and back up again. She repeated this motion several times, watching as your resolve slowly broke until you were clinging to her and whining for her to just “put it in already!”
She answered your prayers soon enough, thick cock splitting you open on her pretty strap. A moan is ripped from the deepest parts of you. “Fuck, so tight.” Her eyes stared down at your hole, watching how your walls held her. Rumi pulls out slowly, pushing back in just a little deeper. She keeps her thrusting at a steady slow pace, watching as you squirm beneath her.
You were growing slightly impatient, wrapping your legs around her waist, trying to push her deeper. She ignored your pleas and pinned your arms as you went to grab her. “Mph-please,” You beg, getting tired of the slowness. “F-Faster, mommy.” Her ears perked up, body going rigid for a moment. Her tail moved quickly, tickling your ankles and calves. She kicked into overdrive, pulling out quickly and pounding into you with a loud ‘squelch!’ You felt all of the air get punched out of you and you didn’t even get a moment to recover.
She fucked into you quickly, thick cock slamming into your cervix without care. You keened and cried, happy you got your wish. “Fuh-fuck yes, mommy!” You cry, tears wetting your hazy eyes and flushed cheeks. “More-muh-more!” Her pretty hands wander down to your clit, rubbing tight circles on your soaked cunt.
Her other hand dragged over your figure, gently stimulating you but, making you beg for more. Your eyes roll to see Dabi mounted behind Keigo, the younger male's wings spread and twitching as his eyes rolled. Finger digging into the fabric as he cried out your best friend’s name.
The ghost-like touch of her hands caressing your bosom and the heavy pressure strap, deep inside your gummy walls, made you squirm.
Some cry out when they cum. Backs arched and lips open in a shout. They’ll cry for their mothers, god, or anything their lust-hazed minds can possibly name in the heat of the moment. You were definitely a part of that group. Whenever your hands or your silicone toy has brought you to another orgasm, you’d cry out and arch your back in ecstasy before falling back into the comfort of warm sheets.
Now you cried out her name, back arched high off the bed as you cum just for her. She laps it all up, her non-stop thrusts dragging it on for what felt like ages. “Such a good baby,” She coos, bringing her lips down to nibble at your collarbone. “There you go, cum ‘round this strap, bunny.” You cried out at each sharp thrust, feeling her so deep inside you it drive you crazy.
Your silky walls throbbed, slick continuing to leave rings of creamy white around her strap. Your hips jerked suddenly, trying to pull away from her. “Too much? Hmm?” You nod quickly, breathless and lightheaded. Your bleary vision focused on Hawks next to you, eyes crossed as Dabi fucked him into oblivion, drooling trailing from between his pretty swollen lips.
“Okay, okay.” Rumi’s thrusts come to a stop as she stays nestled inside you. Her lips wrap around your nipple, gently sucking at the hard bud. “So good, precious.” She hums, tongue curling around your bruised breasts.
“Gonna let mommy cum, hmm? Mommy’s gonna cum for you, baby.” She kisses your chest, removing her hand to rub at her own clit. Her heavy strap rested against your cunt and stomach. Her mouth covers your own, allowing you to swallow each of her moans as she drew herself over the edge.
Soon, she came so prettily. Moans flowed freely as she tossed her head back before burying it into your neck. She shivered against you, kissing your neck and rubbing your hips.
You two laid in the aftermath, lulled into relaxation by the steady moans and thrusts of the couple next to you. A wing suddenly smacks you in the face, forcing your eyes open in frustration. Hawks’ back was arched so prettily. Wings fanned out, mouth hung open as rope after rope of cum splurt out from his throbbing cock. Dabi soon toppled over the edge after him. Filling him to the brim then, pulling out to watch it pour from his abused hole.
You all lay in the bed, catching your breaths after all of the pent-up sexual tension came to fruition.
“Fuck,” Dabi was the first to speak. “Need ‘nother blunt.” Hawks laughed, rolling onto his back. Rumi nuzzled your neck, pressing more kisses. Dabi sat up, stretching himself out, getting up to grab his coat. Rumi sat up, removing her strap which left pretty indents on her dark skin. Dabi returned, holding a baggie and his packet of papers.
Dabi leaned to the side, using Rumi’s nightstand to roll a few blunts. Everyone took a moment to breathe, coming down from their long-awaited orgasm of the night. You knew it wasn’t over though. Golden eyes traced over your bare skin, flickering from your blissed-out face to your still dripping cunny.
You could feel the throb from your cunt once you see his cock, slowly twitching back to life. You two kept your eyes on each other while Miruko and Dabi spoke. You both slide closer to each other, sitting with still a bit of room between you two.
Suddenly, you two surged towards each other, lips locking in a heated kiss. Hands roaming all over each other's figures. Pulling hair, grabbing feathers. You both pull away, panting and sloppy. “Wan’ you to suck my cock, baby.” He was slightly out of breath, puffs of air fanning your face. “Wan’ fuck ‘his pretty pussy.” He was still slightly delirious, both of your eyes practically mimicking hearts.
Your hands drift down to his already hard cock, gently stroking him as he cooes so prettily beside you.
“Such a pretty cock, Kei.”
He whines and keens, your thumb swirling around his cockhead, collecting any stray precum. You stared down at the blonde’s cock lovingly, enjoying his purrs and moans. Your cunt was throbbing, slick leaking down your thighs and onto the sheets. You need Keigo, desperately. You hardly wasted any time. Dropping down and wrapping your lips around his pretty cock.
His hips cant up into your mouth before you held him dock, suckling his pretty head while he cried beneath you. “S-so good, (Y/N)! Feels so fuckin’-ah!” He was so sensitive from his previous fucking, twitching wildly in your mouth and already pumping drops of precum into your mouth. “S’fuh-hmm!” He tosses his head back, running his fingers through your hair before grabbing a decent handful. Dabi and Rumi sat on the sidelines.
Sharing a blunt between the two of them, watching you both indulge in each other. Hawks panted erratically. Already feeling the burn of overstimulation from his previous heavy orgasm. Your mouth was his vice, one he couldn't get rid of. A few feathers part from his vermillion wings, caressing over your body. Carefully winding around your breast and legs, squeezing tightly onto your nipples.
“Fuck, fuck! Need ta’ ma-make you feel good (Y/N)!” Keigo gasps out, followed by the buzzing of a toy Rumi set on the bed early. He teases your hole, circling the cylinder around and coating it in your juices. You initially jumped once it made contact with your clit, taking the blonde’s cock further down your throat and moaning around him.
Pleased by your reaction, he continued to circle your clit and slap it against your sobbing cunt.
Finally, he plunges the vibrator deep inside of you, the thickness of it filling your walls and making you cry out. He kept his cock deep in your throat, fucking into your warmth while his feathers continued to please you. The two on your nipples curled and uncurled, effectively pinching you. The small one on your clit, buzzing quickly and making you gush. Several around your body, gently dragging up and down, keeping you on this edge.
His pretty hands brushed your hair out of your face, wanting to watch as you fell apart for him. “S’good, baby!” He tosses his head back with a loud moan. “Fuckin’ hell! This mouth so fuckin’ good, ‘m gonna cum down yer’ throat, dove!” He was losing his composure, wings unable to stay still as they fluttered and trembled. He was writhing beneath you, fully caught up in the pleasure of your mouth as you bobbed on his cock.
Your walls were tight, squeezing around the buzzing toy. The rope in your stomach was unraveling as you gaged and choked on Hawks’ cock. Each sound forces you closer and closer to your own orgasm. “Please, please!” He begged, seemingly to any higher power. Dabi leans over, stroking his hair and kissing his face. “Such a good boy, Kei.”
“C’mon, cum for her, Keigo.” Rumi joined in, rubbing his chest and hips.
“I’m-gah ah-fuck!” His mouth fell open so pretty. Tears were running down his face, matching your own. You two came together; Your walls squeezing around the silicone toy and his cock pumping into your throat. He empties himself into your mouth. You came with him, gushing around the toy as you swallow his cum. As an attempt to slow your breathing, you drink aloof his arousal. Pulling off his now softening cock with a dopey grin only to fall onto him in exhaustion.
You laid nearly lifeless over top Hawks. Rumi and Dabi quickly come to your aid. Pulling you off of each other. Miruko cradles the shaking blonde, stroking his hair as he cries. You curled in on yourself, quivering as tears roll down your cheeks. “Oh no, it’s okay. You both did so good. So good.” Your mind couldn't process what was happening anymore. Brain so clouded, your eyes couldn't focus on your surroundings.
You lay there, shaking, and shut your eyes. Slipping into an uncomfortable unconsciousness.
You were so out of it. High on weed and your numerous orgasms of the night. Your body ached in overstimulation, shivers wracking through you periodically. Heated hands run up and down your quivering body. “Shhh, relax, princess.” A voice rasps in your ear, kisses pressed down your spine. You lay on your stomach, trying to calm down and stop your hyperventilating. “I know, I know,” He cooes, continuing his motions. “You’re doin’ so well f’us. Doin’ so fuckin’ well.” You relaxed under his grip, eyes slowly fluttering open.
“Can you hear me, princess?” You nod, tapping on the bed a few times. “Good, good.” He moves to cuddle you move, one of his arms moving to support your head. “You wanna keep goin’? I’m not gonna force you to take more if ya’ can’t.” Your mouth was dry, probably a factor of cotton mouth but, you swallow enough spit to coat your throat.
“Yes, please,” You take another large swallow. “Wan’ more.” Dabi chuckles, lightly smacking your inner thigh. “Dumb little slut wants more cock?” He purrs in your ear, moving to straddle you. “Yes, Dabi. Wan’ more.” He manhandles you, forcing you more onto your stomach then, pushing your knees in so you’d be presenting for him, ass in the air.
“Such a gorgeous ass,” He spreads your cheeks apart, watching as your cunt drools for him. “Sloppy girl.” He dives down, kissing your messy hole. Your jolt forwards, whining loudly into the pillows. “My pretty girl.” His scarred lips tainted your hole, smothering and lapping up any juices that spilled out of you.
His jeweled fingers soon join, slipping into your abused hole. “Da-Dabi!” You jolted forwards, moving away from him. A sharp smack is landed right onto your left asscheek, followed by two extra. “Who the fuck are you runnin’ from, huh?” His voice was deep as he growled the words at you. Sharp teeth soon digging into your ass. You cried out, once again moving from the blossoming pain. Dabi spanks your cunny, cackling at your cries. “Answer me you fuckin’ brat.” He tugs your hair, forcing you back to stare at him from upside down. Tears were in your eyes once again, threatening to pour out at any moment. “‘M suh-sorry, Dabi.” You were begging for sympathy. “Nuh uh, apologize right.” Your brain was so hazed, you searched his eyes hoping for an answer.
“‘M sorry, daddy.” He smirks widely, pressing a kiss to your lips. “Good fuckin’ girl.” He kisses your lips softly, letting go of his rough hold. “You wan’ my cock, hmm?” - “Yes, daddy. Wan’ your cock, daddy.” A please smile worked its way onto his face.
Dabi readjusts your position, pushing your head into the pillows. “Be good for me, princess.” His leaking cockhead drags through your folds, starting from your clit and dragging down. You whine and push back onto him, hoping for more. He stops, slapping his pierced shaft against your soaked cunny. “Bet this pretty pussy’s so tight,” He grabs your hips as he begins to push in. “So tight and fuckin’ wet.” Dabi growls.
Feeling each cold bulb of his pierced dick sliding into your tight heat made you keen into the sheets. Fisting them tightly between your fists and jaw falling open. “Ah-fuck me…” His voice was slow and drawn out as he pushes through your gummy walls. “Fuck yes, daddy.” You pant, drooling onto the mussed sheets. Once he’s fully seated, he slowly pulls back out; Letting another beautiful moan flow from his tainted lips.
After a few agonizing thrusts, ripping whines, and whimpers from you, his thrusts pick up the pace. “Came four fuckin’ times an’ you’re still tight as a virgin, princess!” The dark-haired man snarls, fucking into your tight cunt quickly. His slow pace quickly turned fast and ruthless. “Oh shit, Daddy!” You shouted, picking your head up for a breath of fresh air. You moan shamelessly into the air, eyes hazed in pleasure.
“Please-shit-please, please! Sluh-slow down!” The air was being punched out of your lungs. You could feel his cock in your stomach, making a very obvious bulge protrude from your stomach. “Pluh-please! Stop, Daddy! ‘S too much!”
“Ugh-god! Daddy, please!” His cock rammed your cervix, uncaring that you begged him to stop. His fingers dug into your hips in a bruising grip, keeping you upright as he used your dripping cunt. “Creamin’ on daddy’s dick already, hmm?” He growled in your ear, biting at the lobe. “Just started and you're already fallin’ apart.” His hips roughly smacked into your ass, pleasingly reddening your skin.
Dabi’s thrusts were precise and sharp, nailing your sweet spot each, and every time. “Squeezin’ me so damn tight, baby,” His head falls between your shoulder blades. Forehead presses against your sticky skin. “Cum for me, doll. Cum all over Daddy’s dick.” Voice ragged from strain. His fingers trail down to your clit, weaving tight circles to bring you to the edge and you followed his order. Cumming loudly around his thick cock. Cunt pulsating and gushing around him as he moans in pleasure. Praising you for being so damn good for him.
“My good girl, my good fuckin’ girl!” His voice hitches as his hips stutter. “Fuck ‘m gonna cum, pretty.” He presses hot kisses to your back, lips dragging against your skin as he continues to fuck you roughly. You were breathless, barely hanging on to consciousness as he pistons in and out of your abused cunny. You wouldn't be walking for weeks.
“Gonna fill up this tight pussy, m’kay, baby?” You nodded slowly, caught in your post-orgasm haze. The world covered by a thick smoke screen. He grips your waist hard as he spills into your womb, hips continuing their movements as he fucks his cum deep inside of you. Finally, he collapsed onto you. Kisses and mumbled apologies pressed into your skin; Digging into your brain.
The room's air was thick with smoke and lust. Everyone panting and returning to their previous reality. You and Hawks were down for the count. Both laid flat on your faces, panting wildly and eyes shut.
“Y’done?” You lay on the bed in a daze. Mouth parted, drool spilling onto the cool silk sheets. Body shivering from overstimulation and the crisp air. Holes twitching, nearly violently as, slick and cum pour out of you. Your eyes are unfocused, staring ahead of you. If it weren’t for the rise and fall of your body, they would’ve thought you were dead.
“Let’s clean ‘em up, get ‘em in bed.” Dabi is already scooping you in his comforting grip, watching as Rumi does the same. She walks ahead, leading him to the bathroom. Dabi presses a loving kiss to your hairline.