“Doing that to you had me all kinds of worked up,” you admitted, still eyeing off his slowly deflating dick as your pussy throbbed in your gym shorts (that you had borrowed from him)
“Gimme 10 minutes and I’ll be ready for round 2,” he said, chest rising and falling a bit from the exertion.
“Ok. In the meantime let’s go buy a dildo!” You jumped out of the car and ran for the door, “we can use the prize money!”
“There is no way in hell I’m telling people that I spent prize money on a dildo for you to use on my ass,” he said, getting out and following behind you to the front door.
Once inside, you grabbed the laptop and sat down to do some research and after scrolling through endless lists of dildos, you found one that you thought would be good for you… and him of course.
“Ok, I found one,” you announced, calling Dabi over to have a look, “it’s just a very plain one but that’s good.”
He leaned over the back of the lounge chair and looked at the picture on screen.
“Yeah, ok, it’s pretty small.”
“Did you want a bigger one? Because I can totally get you a bigger one,” you leered.
“No, thanks,” he deadpanned.
You sniggered to yourself and clicked on the check out section then punched your card details in and finalized the payment
“Says it will be here in 10 days… ‘delivered in discrete plain packaging for your discretion’, how kind of them.”
“You’re loving this, aren’t you?” he shot at you, seeing you so bubbly and happy at being able to buy that dildo.
“Mmhmm,” you hummed, biting your lips so that the grin on your face wouldn’t be too wide while you did a little happy bounce on your backside on the lounge.
“You know what else will be loving it?” Dabi then added with hooded eyes and a smirk.
“No. It’s not for my pussy, it’s for your ass,” you said firmly.
“You know what I have for your pussy right now?” he leered, his mind still stuck in sexville.
“Actually, for once, yes, please take me because I need a good pounding,” you said, putting the laptop down and turning around on the lounge then kneeling up with your arms outstretched for him to lift you off the couch.
He did so, with surprising ease, and carried you off out of the lounge room and up the stairs while your lips crashed into his.
After seeing, and tasting, his cock, it was all you could think about, and you wanted nothing more than to just climb ontop of it and ride it slow.
“I just wanna be fucked for the rest of this afternoon,” you whined with need as he dumped you down onto the bed and grabbed for your shorts and panties and yanked them off.
“Well, that can definitely be arranged,” he said, helping you take your top off as well so that you were completely naked.
Your hands flew to between your legs while you waited for him to take his clothes off and he chided you as he quickly got undressed.
“Hands off!” he barked, “no one touches that pussy but me.”
“It’s mine, though, so I can do what I want,” you retorted as he reached under your ass and pulled you down the bed towards him.
“It’s not yours, it belongs to me,” he replied, bending his head down and burying his face between your thighs.
With a squeal of delight, you arched up into him, enjoying the feeling of his piercings rubbing against your soft thighs while his hot breath made your clit throb even harder.
“Mmm,” he hummed, licking gently at your pussy lips, before kissing each one in turn then pushing the length of his tongue up inside you and curling the tip around.
“Ahh! Fuck!” you moaned sharply, scrunching your fingers into his black hair and rolling your head to the side as your toes curled.
“You like to feel my tongue up in your pussy, yeah?” he asked in a low voice, pulling back to talk to you while a string of saliva connected his tongue to between your thighs.
After getting a moaning reply from you, he delved back in again, pushing his face right up against your core as he swirled his tongue around inside you, pulling it out and pushing it in at differing speeds to keep it interesting for you.
“More,” you moaned, hips rocking back and forth on his face, “more, daddy!”
“You want my cock?” he asked, pulling back to wipe his mouth of your slick.
“Yes! Please, fuck me?” you begged, your pleading eyes looking up at him as you lay naked before him, a very willing participant in anything that he wanted to do to you.
“I’m ready to fuck you low and slow,” he replied, pushing your legs out and anchoring them down to your bed at about mid thigh height.
He then planked a little and hovered his rigid cock over your pussy, angling it down a bit so he could rub his slicked tip along your clit.
“Ahhhh~,” you whined, propping yourself up onto your elbows and looking down to watch his pink tip sliding back and forth over your bud.
The wet warmth and softness of his skin really kicked it into high gear for you and the horniness of the moment messed with your brain, pulling forth every conceivable dirty thought you could muster as he frotted his cock against you.
A few times you tried to mimic his movements and rock back and forth against him but he held you well and truly still so that he could do as he wished.
“Fuck! Ok! I’m so fucking turned on right now I’m basically wetting the bed, please just push it into me, I want it so bad!”
“Want what?” he asked, almost innocently.
“In my throbbing, hot pussy,” you replied, your lust glazed look making his cock jump.
“Mmm, you’re being such a dirty girl? How deep do you want my cock?”
“All the way. Rearrange my fucking guts if you have to. Make me scream. Make me beg. Make me cry,” you demanded, all of this still happening as he stared you down while humping the tip of his dick against your clit.
In reply to this, he just smirked and kept going, much for your annoyance.
“Dabi!” you snapped, “fuck me!”
“You haven’t begged me enough,” he replied calmly but with a sadistic smirk on his face.