Chance Ball Chapter 102: Safeword

His hand was on the back of your neck again as he walked you up to the house, the lust coursing through his veins making him extra strong as he directed you up the stairs and into the bedroom.

Forcing you down on the bed, he crawled onto it beside you, still pinning you down as he undid his belt and pulled it free of the loops on his pants.

“Get up here,” he said in a low commanding tone, finally letting you go so that he could twist and loop his belt around to make makeshift hand cuffs for your wrists.

While he was fashioning them, he directed you to lie up the bed a little more so that he could tie you to the bedpost, dictating your position as he finished getting the belt into shape.

You settled comfortably on your back and looked at Dabi, patiently waiting for his next command.

“Arms up above your head,” he directed, the warmth from his freshly removed belt making your body break out in goosebumps as he slipped it around your wrists then pulled it tight and reached back to loop it around the headboard of the bed.

Every inch of your body was on sexual fire. You were so hypersensitive to everything that he was doing to you that even his breathing was making your body act up.

“Remember that safe word,” he whispered as he allowed his rough cheek to brush against yours then his lips travelled down your jawline and neck.

“Mmhmm,” you hummed in reply, dying to feel his touch between your thighs.

He pulled back and took his pants off, his overly eager cock pushing its way out the second that he pulled his boxers down.

“That looks so fucking good,” you groaned when you saw the three studs lining this underside of his dick, “I really want to ride on that.”

“Soon, baby, but for now your throat is gonna feel this pleasure,” he replied, straddling your chest, but being careful not to knock your breasts for fear of hurting your piercings. 

“Should you be going so far into my mouth considering how fresh your piercings still are?”

“Should you be questioning what your daddy wants to do?” he snarled back, gripping your chin and adjusting himself so that he could press the underside of his cock to your lips, “open that mouth wide for me.”

You slowly parted your lips, not enough for him to be able to fit in, but enough to tease him and he rubbed the head of his dick back and forth over your lips, watching himself move.

“I’m gonna fucking nail your throat,” he growled the minute he felt your soft tongue gently tickling his turgid skin.

You allowed your tongue to wet him, making things teasingly slippery as he rocked forth a little more, the head of his cock entering between your lips now and pushing a little way into your mouth.

As he pushed in deeper, the first piercing rubbed your bottom lip and your eyes rolled back seductively.

“Holy shit, dick piercings are so fucking hot. I’m so turned on right now and he hasn’t even done anything to me except let me feel the piercings on my lip.”

Dabi saw the look on your face and smirked as he pushed in a little more, the second and third piercing now making their way into your mouth.

Up on his knees he went, changing the angle as he slipped his hand under the back of your head and cupped it, using it to hold you against his body as he sank his hips into your face.

All of this was done in one strong movement and you weren’t really ready for it but Dabi was far too turned on to care about anything else at that point and grabbed for the bedpost with his free hand, then started fucking your throat with purpose.

You choked heavily the minute he started moving, the piercings rubbing firmly on your tongue causing you to heave and gag ferociously.

Dabi wasn’t looking at you, his eyes had already rolled back and he was in his own little world cussing under his breath as he fucked your mouth.

Tears spilled down your cheeks, saliva dribbling from the sides of your mouth as you gagged and choked repeatedly on him.

“Fuck. Stop. Stop. I can’t handle this. Dabi,” you screamed internally, trying to wriggle your hands free to smack him or something but all was in vain.

In a last ditch effort to get his attention, you curling your knees up forcefully and smacked him in the back, making him jump with surprise.

It was at that point that he looked down at you and saw you were struggling so pulled out hastily.

“[safe word]” you rasped, coughing and dry reaching.

“Oh shit,” he muttered quickly, jumping off your chest and hurriedly undoing the belt around your wrists, “shit, shit, shit.”

You tried to speak but you were still coughing like crazy and Dabi quickly pulled his pants up and raced for the door- sprinting down to the kitchen to get water for you.

Thankfully, you had managed to catch your breath by the time he got back and he handed you the glass of water so you could clear your throat.

“I’m sorry,” he whispered, cuddling your body to his once you had finished drinking, “I’m so sorry.”

You nodded, cuddling him back. “It’s ok,” you croaked.

“Fuck,” he whispered to you, “I should have been more aware. I’m sorry. Fuck, I feel bad.”

“It’s ok. That’s why we have the safe word and you reacted the second you heard it. It’s fine,” you said gently.

“I won’t do that to you again,” he said, “I got carried away.”

“It’s ok… I can give you a hand job or something?” you offered.

“No. I feel like shit for doing that to you. My punishment for doing that – is not finishing.”

“Dont be silly,” you chided gently.

“No honestly. I don’t have a good track record right now. I’ve already done the wrong thing by you twice… in a very short space of time.”

“Baby,” you coo’d, “it’s the fact that you’ve apologized and changed is what’s done it for me. You don’t need to beat yourself up like that.”

“Nah.” He grunted. “I’d feel much better if you let me go down on you. At least let me make you feel good to make up for it?” 

You shrugged. “You know I won’t say no. It’s been a while since we did anything like this.”

“This will be the best yet,” he promised, “take your pants off and let me show you how good I can make you feel.”

You quickly pulled back from him and took your pants off, leaving your panties on for the extra teasing.

“Ok… lay back, baby,” he purred, his eyes flickering with a new intent.

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