“So you did actually connect with it,” Dabi said as he looked over while driving out of the college grounds.
“Yeah. It would have been a perfect receive had it not been going so fucking fast, oh my god, so unnecessary.” You sassily pulled your sleeve back down and waved your hand in all manner of audacities.
“Well, balls of steel, we did it. We won, so how are we gonna celebrate?”
“With me pegging you,” you leered at him.
“Really?” he asked in a dead voice, “I kinda wanted to get you up on this dick and slowly fuck you until you were so wet you were dripping down my shaft…”
Curiously, you reached over and grabbed a handful of him between his legs, which made him jump and swerve on the road.
“Ay man? What the—,”
“In that sentence… in that short ass sentence you managed to get harder than a raw diamond?” you asked with amusement, “that’s pathetic. You have no control over your dick.”
“Hey. It’s not very self aware. All it knows is when I say dirty words, it remembers your pussy, and gets excited,” he stated calmly, adjusting himself with one hand, “but… you know… you can lean over here and give him a little kiss?”
“And what do I get?” you asked with sassy dubiousness.
“When we get home I’ll buy you the dildo that you can peg me with.”
“Oh, serious? Because I actually want to peg you to see what it feels like,” you replied.
“It’s not gonna feel like anything for you because it’s a fucking dildo. The dildo is going into me, it’s not your body part,” he said with indignation and you burst out laughing.
“I forgot!” you laughed, “I literally forgot!”
“What a dumb,” Dabi said with a shake of his head and a smirk while you cackled away in the passenger seat.
“I still wanna though,” you said through chuckles, wiping the tears from your eyes, “come on, let’s do it.”
“You gotta promise you’ll be gentle,” he said after a long pause.
“Promise!” You practically screamed.
“I’m serious,” he said sternly.
“Ohhh? So you’re allowed to pound me like a meat mallet on a piece of steak but I have to be ‘gentle’.” You completed your sarcastically geared comment with air quotation marks.
“Well if you want to me to gentle just say so but all I hear coming from your mouth, is ‘daddy, fuck me harder’,” he retorted.
“Yeah, don’t stop, I love you pounding into me, but I promise I’ll be gentle with you, ok?” you said, leaning across to kiss him on the cheek.
As you did so, you slid your hand across his thigh and down between his legs, but that hard on that had been there before certainly wasn’t there now.
“Aww, he went home?” You teased, rubbing over his gym shorts to find his dick.
“Ring the doorbell then?” Dabi replied with a smirk, spreading his legs open and keeping both hands on the steering wheel.
You bend your head down and kissed his thigh through the fabric of his gym pants and immediately you could feel his body heating up.
“You’re so easy,” you chuckled, reaching for where you knew his growing erection would be.
There were absolutely no surprises when you found it and you used the tips of your fingers over his shorts to massage the head and shaft of his confined goods.
“Mmmm, I just wanna lick that like a lollipop,” you coo’d, swirling your fingers around his swelling tip.
Dabi groaned as he drove, putting his indicator on to turn the corner into your street.
“This drive is too fucking short,” he said in a sexually irritated voice, “I’m gonna drive around the block.”
“What? Really?” you asked, watching as he drove past your house, “ok, so you’re serious then.”
“Dead serious. Swallow my dick, whore.”
“Fuck you, daddy, I’ll do what I want,” you replied in a stubborn voice.
“Oh?” He sneered, “are we playing this game? Do I get to fuck your mouth into submission?”
“Mmmm,” you hummed cheekily, “well, I don’t think you could make me do anything while you’re driving? You’re kinda at my mercy here.”
To prove your point, you slipped your hand into the top of his shorts and then sank under the fabric of his underwear and gripped the base of his shaft.
He inhaled sharply as your fingers brushed against his coarse pubic hair and grabbed around him, pulling gently at the base of his cramped cock.
“Let it out,” he said, glancing down before looking back up at where he was driving, “I wanna feel your mouth on me.”
“What if I bite?” you asked teasingly.
“You know what? I’m so damn turned on at the moment that you could take a shit in the car and I’d probably be down for it.”
“What the fuck, Dabi?!”
“See. I’m that far gone. I could fap to two lemons sitting side by side and imagine they’re a pair of tits.”
“Yeah ok, I get it,” you said, using your other hand to open his shorts and let his cock free.
The pre-cum was already glistening and gathering over his tip, slowly seeping down his plump head and threatening to wet your fingers as you traced them up the sides of his girth.
Unable to stop yourself from tasting him, you bent your head down and licked him clean- which made him almost swerve off the road.
“Woah. Focus, please? I don’t want the police to find me dead with your dick in my mouth.”
“Sorry,” he grunted, correcting himself on the road and doing his best to concentrate as you readjusted your gentle grip on him and cupped your tongue under his cock, rubbing it up and down his piercings.
The groan he released was exquisite and you alternated doing that with sucking on his tip and brushing over the sensitive tip with your teeth.
You had always avoided using teeth in the past but Dabi really seemed to be into it and more pre-cum leaked onto your tongue as you sucked him off.
Around and around the block he drove as you teased him up, and when he felt like he was close to cumming he pulled into the driveway and just managed to get the car into park before grabbing the back of your head and thrusting up into your throat.
His sudden movement made you gag but in two pumps he had cum and you felt his hot load explode in your mouth, trickling from the sides of your lips as you tried to swallow it down.
“Fuck, that was good,” he sighed as he let you head go and flopped back in the seat.