“Please!” you begged desperately, “just push your giant cock into my pussy and make me scream!”
“Mmmm?” he hummed, acting coy, like your words just may have convinced him but he still wasn’t 100 percent on board.
He slowly pulled back, letting his tip slide between you pussy lips and as he pulled back further he watched it drop lower until it had lined up with your pulsating hole.
“Here?” he asked smuggly, slowly raising his eye contact up your naked, heaving form, until his eyes met yours.
It was those damn turquoise eyes of his that made everything inside you buzz, and with your lust filled haze, you nearly screamed at him for being so cruel.
“Yes,” you hissed with a sexually charged snarl, “right there. Fuck me.”
Painfully slowly he moved forwards, the head of his cock just entering between your wet lips before he pulled back and removed all pressure.
“Stop being so mean!” you snapped, trying to wriggle out from under his hands on your thighs, so you could take control, but it was no use.
“You forget that I came once already today,” he stated in a calm, matter of fact voice, “I have all the patience in the world right now.”
“Screw you, I should have bitten your dick off,” you growled, desperate for that good feeling and being infinitely frustrated from the lack of it.
“Do you want this, or not?” he asked, looking down at his swollen cock.
“Come on~,” you whined, “please! Dabi, please, just fuck me! What do I have to do to get you to fuck me?!”
“Pray for it, beg for it,” he replied, leaning back in towards you and pressing the tip to your opening again.
“Please, Dabi,” you whined in the most erotic voice you could muster, “please thrust into me and make me scream with pleasure. You’re the only one who can, and I need it so bad, please, you’re my everything.”
As you spoke, Dabi leaned into you a little more, the bulbous shape of his head forcing your pussy lips apart a little more so that you could feel that stretch, then he pulled back a touch and shifted forwards a little, an incremental movement to massage the outer rim of your opening.
“God, yes… I mean, Dabi, yes, please, that cock needs to be worshipped,” you begged, moaning delicately on the end so that he would be enticed to push it in further.
Your lilting begging worked and he pushed it in a little further, one of his piercings just making it inside your wet cavern.
Again he rocked back and forth a little bit, massaging your opening with the first rung of his ladder.
“Daddy, yes,” you whined, “fuck my wet pussy like that!”
You scrunched your eyebrows together and let out another sighing moan as you dropped your head back and exposed your neck to him.
Although Dabi had cum just before and had claimed that he could go on forever, the visuals of your naked body being pinned down by his hands and your breasts before him with that nipple piecing that was just begging to be played with, were lethal to his willpower, and as you let out another moan he snapped and dropped his hips sharply to yours, forcing his cock that rest of the way inside you in one slick, swift movement.
The pleasure and surprise of the movement made you cry with delight and you let out a high pitched wailing moan, which made him release his hold on your thighs and slam his hips to yours over and over as he reached one arm around under you to grab your ass and anchor you as you fell back on the bed, while his mouth landed on your breast.
You didn’t really need to do anything as Dabi humped you frantically, his hips arching and driving into you like a madman while his tongue flicked over your sensitive nipple.
So you just lay there, wailing with delight, pinned and held by him as all your senses were completed.
“Fuck! Fuck!” you whined as Dabi bought you to orgasm quickly.
And just as quickly as you climaxed, he suddenly ripped his body off yours and grabbed for his dick then, stroking firmly, came all over your stomach as you lay there panting.
“Holy fuck, what was that?” you rasped, body sweaty and hot from the suddenly hard and fast session.
“That was the express train to fucking ecstasy,” he replied, panting just as hard as you were.
“Well that was fucking awesome,” you replied emphatically.
“We need to stop swearing, when we have kids we can’t be swearing so much around them,” you chided.
“I hear you, but at the same time I wouldn’t care if our kids swore. All you gotta do is teach them to swear responsibly—,”
Your sudden burst of laughter made him stop mid sentence and you had to wait to collect yourself before telling him what it was that made you laugh.
“Swear responsibly,” you wheezed.
“Yeah?” he replied, not seeing why you thought it was so funny.
“You sound like a grandpa,” you cackled.
“Do I fuck like a grandpa?” he asked with lowkey offense, “no.” He answered his own question.
You continued to cackle, much to Dabi’s annoyance, and he got up off the bed and walked to the en-suite.
“Hey! I need tissues you tosser,” you laughed, laying there with his cum on your stomach.
“No. Get your own tissues,” he sulked.
“Awwww, baby, I’m sorry,” you coo’d still laughing a little, “please? I won’t laugh any more, I promise.”
“Come on, I’m ok now, I’m sorry, it was just cute,” you said, trying to coax him out of the en-suite.
“Dont fucking patronize me,” he shot back, “I’m busy now, get your own tissues.”
“Did you want pizza tonight?” you suddenly asked.
There was silence from the en-suite and although you couldn’t see him, you could feel his mood shift.
“Mmmm,” he grunted.
“Is that a yes?” you asked sweetly.
“So you forgive me now?” you asked again.
“Yeah,” he grunted again.
“Can I have a cuddle then?” you asked, smiling at the en-suite door.
Slowly he emerged from the bathroom and walked over to the bed then looked down at you, still sticky from his release.
“I’m not giving you a cuddle with my cum down your front,” he mumbled, gesturing to you.
“Can I have some tissues then, please?” You batted your eyelashes at him innocently and he huffed through his nose with amusement.
“You’re really something,” he said with a shake of his head as he went to get tissues.