His rough lips and piercings ghosted over your thighs and up over your belly, pushing your shirt up while his gnarled hands traced your shape and grabbed at different parts.
“So soft,” he whispered between feather soft kisses, “I love how silky smooth you feel under my hands.”
You smiled gently and scratched your nails into his black hair, dragging them across his scalp as he kissed up under your breasts.
Shifting across, his mouth moved over the tattoo of his name on your skin and he let out a deep chuckle.
“Mine,” he growled out, tilting his head to the side so that he could grab a bit of your side in between his teeth and bite down in it, “never forget who you belong to,” he added after he had let you go and pulled back.
“How could I forget?” you asked in a seductive voice, “you remind me daily, with how my body responds to you.”
“Your body knows it belongs to me. Watch me make it surrender… like I usually do,” he replied, sliding back down your midline- kissing as he went.
You watched his hands drag out to either side of your waist and press into the flesh above your hips, catching the top of your panties and tugging them down as his teeth grazed over your pelvic bone.
“Mmmm, Dabi,” you moaned, tilting you head back into the pillow behind you and lifting your hips to help him take your panties off.
“Let me service this pussy,” he growled, dragging his hands down under your ass then into the sides of you thighs and pushing your legs over his shoulders.
You still had your panties on, but he had tugged the fabric down to mid thigh and tucked it under his chin.
Maybe it was the feeling of the fabric pulled taught against your legs that turned you on more, or maybe it was the visuals of Dabi trying to reach you over the top of your panties to get to your core, but either way it made your pussy throb, then ignite the minute his lips pressed warm against your pussy lips.
“Mmmmm,” you hummed, “kiss it like we’re making out.”
Dabi smirked and kissed over your heat a few times with his lips, then gently poked his tongue out and lapped just in between your folds, pretending like he was French kissing your mouth.
“Fuck, yes,” you moaned, still with fingers scrunched into his hair as your body shuddered under his mouth.
“Who do you belong to? Who’s the only one who can make you feel this way?” Dabi mumbled authoritatively against you as he pushed his tongue in a little further.
“I belong to Dabi, only he can make me feel this way,” you moaned needily.
“Louder, make that your mantra,” he commanded as he pulled his mouth back from you and made eye contact.
“Dabi!” you moaned louder, hips arching up to his mouth in a silent beg for more.
He smirked and pulled back, taking you panties all the way off then reaching under your ass and pulling you against his face as he rolled over, switching positions and placing you on top.
You squealed as he did this, and then sat up, your pussy planting itself directly in his mouth as you got up on your knees.
“Argh! Dabi!” you gasped as he poked his tongue out and pushed it up inside you.
Your body acted on its own and you sat further down and rocked back and forth on his face, enjoying his tongue wiggling inside you.
“Oooooh,” you moaned out, looking up at the ceiling while you moved on him.
Dabi’s hands were all over your ass and thighs, holding you down so that he could eat you out good and proper and you lost yourself in the moment, mewling, moaning and panting while he licked and sucked on your pussy and clit.
“Who’s pussy do you like to eat?” you asked down to him, lifting up a little so he could reply.
“Yours Y/N,” he growled, quickly placing he hand up under you so he could push two fingers up into your pussy.
You let out a loud moan of pleasure and sank down on his hand, his tongue coming in contact with your clit again as you fucked yourself on his fingers.
“Oh shit,” you moaned, rocking back and forth while he curled his fingers inside you.
As you rolled your hips against his face, your brain went numb and you just enjoyed the feeling while he stroked and rubbed your insides.
Since you were mentally elsewhere, Dabi took control again and flipped you off his face, rolling you back onto your back and pinning your legs open with his arms.
“Fuck!” you moaned loudly, grabbing a handful of the sheets while his fingers pumped in and out of your core.
“You like that?” he growled, knowing full well that you did.
“Yeah~,” you moaned.
“You like that, huh? Louder, baby.”
“Yes!” you cried, arching your back as he curled his fingers in and rubbed your g-spot.
“Don’t cum just yet,” he coo’d pressing his pinky finger to your asshole and pushing it in a little way.
You moaned out again as his finger in your ass created more pressure; then before you could say anything, his mouth was on your clit.
Carnal instincts took over and you were completely useless, surrendering your whole being to this man who had every single one of your holes, below the waist, filled with his tongue and fingers, moving them in time with a beat that only he knew.
Your body writhed, heaving and panting as he drove you to the edge of release and your throat opened to cry out as the climax approached.
“Dabi!” you hollered with delight as your body shook with ecstasy and you squirted all over his hand and into his mouth.
You had never cum like that before but this release was by far the most amazing one that you had ever had and your body reached some kind of magical height with it.
Dabi could feel just how strong your orgasmic contracts were against his fingers and he kept fingering you, rubbing and twisting them inside you to milk you of your orgasm.
Once you had stopped writhing, he let your legs go, pulling his drenched hand from between your legs and sitting back on the bed with a very self satisfied look on his face.
“Damn,” was all you could get out, and he chuckled.
“That good, huh?”
“Oh yeah,” you replied, “that was better than any apology you’ve ever verbally given me… ever.”
“Heh,” he huffed, “I’ll take it. But for now I have to wash my hand and… arm… damn? How much did you cum?!
“I’ve never squirted like that before,” you said, lifting your head up to look at his arm that had your slick dripping down it.
“That was one powerful orgasm, that’s why,” he replied as he got off the bed and walked out the door.