“Oh how cute, you two match then,” you replied smartly with a grin, “did you compare sizes?”
“Watch that mouth, baby, or I’ll shove something in there,” Dabi warned with a sexual sneer, top lip curling back a little.
“You know what, I think at this point I could probably give you head… as long as I don’t bump your piercings…” you commented.
“Don’t say shit like that unless you intend to follow through,” Dabi uttered in a low voice, his eyes locking you in place, “I swear to god don’t get my imagination running if you’re just playing with me.”
“Mmmmmmm?” you hummed with a cheeky smirk, looking up to the right as you tapped your chin, pondering if you would actually do it or not.
“When we get home I’m tying you to the bedpost and giving that mouth a work out,” he growled out, the aura around him shifting to that of extreme sexual tension.
“Not gonna lie, that sounds hot,” you thought, the look in your eye letting him know you were on the same page as him.
“Oh it’s on,” he leered, taking a big sip of his drink before saying the next line, “and once I’ve filled your throat with my seed I’m gonna go down and suck on the cherry just for good luck.”
Your core burst into flames of desire.
As expected, tension had been running a little high because of not being able to actually fuck- something you both enjoyed immensely, and doing the solo job just wasn’t cutting it most of the time.
“As long as the piercings stay dry we should be fine… or if they do get wet we’ll just make sure they’ve been well cleaned and disinfected afterwards.” Your hand slipped between your thighs and you pressed down on the seam in your pants to relieve the ache.
“I see what you’re doing,” Dabi leered, taking another sip of his drink, “I can’t wait for this day to be over. Fuck, man.”
Just then, lunch break ended and you had to part ways to go to your next class, which you were kinda grateful for… it just ment that you were away from Dabi and wouldn’t feel his erotic gaze on you all afternoon.
Had you been in the same class, you know he would have been making eyes at you the whole time or calling out questions to the teacher that had heavily sexual undertone- and absolutely nothing to do with the lesson at hand.
Finally the last class for the day ended and you speed walked from the room, making a bee-line for the car park.
As you got closer to the parking lot, you could see Dabi was already there, leaning back against the hood of the car, waiting patiently for you.
You grinned as you approached him and he smirked.
“You ready?” he asked as you walked right up and immediately engaged him in a very hot kiss.
The sexual tension was so thick between the two of you it was like a wall of lust that seemed to have blocked everything and everyone else out.
“Let’s go,” you finally whispered huskily, forcing yourself to stop kissing him long enough to get your words out.
He nodded and stepped to the side, walking to his car door as you ran around the other side to yours.
The minute you were both in the car, your hand was on his thigh and his hand was between yours.
“I can’t wait to get my mouth on your pussy,” he growled as he clawed his fingers into the fabric of your pants.
“I can’t wait either,” you replied with a little sighing moan, shuffling down in your seat a bit and spreading your legs for him.
You let him grab and rub you while he multitasked trying to get out of the college car park and onto the road, then you sat up and leaned forward, reaching for his fly and unzipping him.
“Ohh~,” he groaned out, looking down every few seconds to watch you while he was trying to drive.
Being as delicate as possible, you reached into his boxers and pulled him out, allowing his cock to straighten and flex.
“Ooooh,” you purred, placing your thumb on the underside of his cock and rubbing gently between the frenum piercings, “does it hurt?” you added.
“Far from it,” he replied, both hands gripping onto the steering wheel and his eyes focused on the road.
Shuffling around a bit you leaned forward and across, kissing the tip of his cock.
“Fuck,” he whispered, spreading his legs apart more, his cock swelling and pulsating heavily after that one kiss.
“So warm,” you whispered, giving him another kiss and letting the pre-cum smear on your lips.
You pulled back and licked the warm salty slick off, giving Dabi a very sensual look before taking hold of his shaft and gently sliding the skin up and down a bit.
He groaned and you saw his hands flex against the steering wheel, so desperate to feel more but limited in the amount he could get- at that point.
Leaning back in again you placed the tip of his cock in your mouth and sucked.
“I wanna fuck your mouth so bad,” he growled, resisting the urge to pump his hips up into your face.
Dabi was doing his best to focus on driving but the sensation of your warm mouth on the head of his cock was making focusing very difficult and you smirked as he let out another lowkey tortured noise.
The rest of the drive home was basically him making all the promises in the world about what he was going to do to you and how he was going to do it and you just calmly continued to lick and suck the tip of his cock and rub his shaft as best you could without adjusting his piercings.
The driveway to your house loomed ahead and Dabi pulled into it and quickly grabbed for the back of your neck, squeezing it and using it to pull your head back so that he could look into your eyes.
“That mouth,” he uttered as he pressed his fingers to your lips and smeared them to the side, “is going to be used for a higher calling.”
You moaned as he took his other hand and grasped your chin, tilting your head back and kissing your mouth with heated fervency.
“Let’s go,” he added lowly, letting you go long enough to pack himself away and get out of the car then walk around to your side to collect you.