Chance Ball Chapter 11: Training ended 🍋

You bit your lip and nodded your approval as he gave out a delicious low carnal groan, gently pushing his way in and out of your pussy again as he lifted you by the hips, your head dropping back as you stifled a moan.

“C’mon baby.” He growled. “Moan for me.”

His next strokes in and out of your wet core were smoother than before and you couldn’t catch yourself before a sweet mewl escaped your lips.

“Ahhh, fuck, there it is.” He whispered lowly. “Again baby, I want to hear it again.”

He pumped in and out again and got the same response.

His eyes rolled back and he pulled you down onto him so he could roll you over again.

This time he was on top.

He kissed you down your neck and ground his hips into you lightly, keeping one eye on your face to make sure you were ok, delighted to see the look of pure ecstasy etched onto your features.

“A little faster… Dabi.” You huffed.

He obeyed.

“Ohhhh.” You mewled, letting out a small cry as he quickened his pace.

“Yes, Y/N.” He moaned, watching you enjoy his cock.

He watched as your brows furrowed and nails dug into his back, signaling his close you were. 

“I want you to cum, baby. Scream my name as you cum, ok?” He snarled seductively, his pace quickening that little bit more. “I know you’re close, baby, I know you’re close. Come on now.” He coaxed as your nails dug in deeper.

You let out a little whimper as you reached the edge of your climax, pulling your head off the mat and pressing it into his shoulder.

“Yes, baby, come on.” He purred, reaching to grasp the back of your head to support you. “Let it out, come on.”

His carnal growls were too much for you and you released, your body shaking violently with the force of your orgasm.

As you came, your head snapped back and an unadulterated moan of pleasure escaped your throat.

Dabi held you close, cursing provocatively under his breath.

“Say my name.” He hissed in pleasure.

“Dabi.”

“SAY MY NAME.”

“Fuck… DABI.” You screamed.

“god, yes.” He groaned as he came, spilling his seed into the condom.

His pumping slowed as he came down from his orgasm and he kissed you lightly on the forehead, holding his weight above you while the two of your panted  heavily from the vigorous session you had just had.

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“So how was it?” He asked, grinning seductively.

“Eh… so so.” You replied, mocking him.

“Ha! Yeah right! I had you coming haaard.” He purred as he winked and kissed you lightly on the lips before gently pulling out of you.

You smirked then but the inside of your cheek, remembering how you had called his name as you came.

He hopped off the mats and bent down, picking up your panties and helping you get them on before passing you your shirt.

“Don’t get down till I’m done,” he said, commandingly yet with worry laced in his voice. “I’ll help you when I’m finished.”

He sorted himself out and then stood back up to help you off the top of the mat.

As he suspected, your legs buckled under you and he laughed.

“I told you I’d have you weak at the knees!” His commented cheekily, eyes shining with pride.

“No you didn’t.” You snorted. “You said ‘walking from side to side.’

“Same thing.” He shrugged.

“No it’s not.” You retorted.

“Listen.” he growled playfully. “That mouth likes to talk a lot of shit. What do I have to do to shut it up?”

“Kiss it.” You demanded.

He did.

…………………….

The next day after school you went straight home. You had assignments that you needed to get on top of and you were hoping you could finish them quickly and maybe meet Dabi once he had finished his volleyball training so off you went, skipping happily home with Dabi on your mind.

Meanwhile, Dabi has just finished up with volleyball practice when an familiar voice from his past came lilting through the gymnasium door.

“Heeey stranger~” the provocative female voice sang.

He froze. 

He didn’t need to turn around to see who it was. He already knew.

“You’ve been ghosting my messages.” The voice said, slightly irritated. “So I’m here to talk to you in person. You should be honoured.”

Dabi cringed. “Oh hey Yasui.” He said stiffly. 

“Back from overseas I see?”

She rolled her eyes and sauntered into the gym toward him, his classmates watching on curiously.

She was wearing a very tight mini skirt and a low plunging top that left nothing to the imagination, her breasts practically spilling out over the top of her shirt.

Not surprisingly the others in his volleyball team were checking her out.

He felt sick.

“So what do you want?” He asked sharply, slightly irritated that she had actually come to see him in person.

“You~” she breathed.

He scowled.

“You can’t have me any more. I’m taken.” He said proudly.

She threw her head back and cackled manically.

“AS IF that means anything?! You’ve been ‘taken’ before and we’ve still fooled around.” She said in a spiteful tone as she did over dramatic air quotation marks around the word ‘taken’.

Dabi glanced across to his team mates that were still listening in.

“Can you not talk so loudly.” He growled it her.

She grinned maliciously and waved her hand dismissively.

“Since when do you care what others think or say about you?”

“Since now, because I have a girlfriend and I’m straight down the line.” He snarled angrily at her, clearly annoyed that she was being so bold with her statements. “Can we talk elsewhere?” 

“Ohh, yeah I know what that’s code for.” She said as she winked and grabbed his wrist. “Come on. Let’s do it behind the gym.”

“We are NOT doing ANYTHING.” He said, infuriated by her insinuations.

Dabi grabbed her arm and slammed her into the wall when they got outside, getting up in her face threateningly.

“Listen, yes we have had flings in the past but I am NOT interested in that any more. I have a girl and she’s amazing so leave me alone.” He growled, gritting his teeth and hissed that last part of the sentence out coldly.

“Ooooh, baby, you know I like it rough.” Yasui purred, leaning up to wrap her arms around Dabi’s neck.

He tried to pull her arms off him but she refused to loosen her grip and as she pulled him into her, he quickly placed his hands either side of her head against the wall to prevent her from pulling his face into hers.

She giggled at his scowl.

“Let go of me.” He snarled.

“Not until I get a kiss from my boyfriend~” She sang.

“…..Boyfriend?” your broken voice asked.

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