“I’m so turned on it’s not even funny,” you said, eyeing off the wet dildo.
“Wash it first,” Dabi warned, “don’t shove my ass ham up your pussy, you’ll grow vines and shit through your pubes.”
“The fuck?!” you laughed, “did you get that line from Fueji?”
“No?! I’m the one who comes up with the funny lines, not him,” Dabi snorted, sitting up to watch you as you got off the bed and walked to the en-suite to wash the dildo in the sink.
You didn’t even wait to dry it you were so horny you just shoved it up inside you then walked out into the bedroom again with it hanging between your legs.
“Come here, sexy,” Dabi beckoned with a smirk, curing his finger towards you as he scooted up the bed a little and rested his head on the pillows, “I want your pussy up here.” He pointed to his mouth.
“No need to tell me twice,” you said, getting up onto the bed and crawling up his naked body so you could straddle his head.
Dabi took a hold of the dildo hanging out of you and held it just under his chin so that every time you sat down on it your clit would line up with his mouth and tongue.
“Sweet and warm,” he mumbled, swiping his tongue back and forth over your clit as you bounced a little on the dildo and grabbed a handful of his fringe in between your fingers.
“Ohhh~ fuck, yes,” you moaned as you lifted up then then sat back down on the dildo.
You looked down at Dabi, his turquoise eyes staring up into yours and he licked and sucked on any part of you that ended up near his mouth.
“Suck my clit, yeah~, just like that you little slut you love how I taste,” you moaned down at him as you fucked the dildo in his hand.
Faster and faster you bounced, thrusting your hips forwards a little as well so that your clit could catch Dabi’s hot tongue.
“Oh fuuuuck~” you moaned loudly, panting and mewling as your slick ran down the sides of the dildo and onto Dabi’s hand.
“Cum for your king,” Dabi growled, your wet pussy sliding over his mouth and nose as you leaned forwards and pushed his head into the pillows while you rode him to climax.
With a lot of pleasured yelling and moaning, you finally came, cumming hard all over his face in the messiest way possible.
“This dildo can stay,” Dabi said when you pulled back, “I’ve never seen you cum so hard.”
“That was so fucking good, oh my god,” you groaned as you pulled up off the dildo and fell down beside him on the bed.
“I need to wash my face,” Dabi replied, sitting up, then getting up, and shuffling to the en-suite.
“Why are you shuffling?” you asked, then remembered him copping the dildo up the ass.
“Why do you think?!” Dabi snapped, whipping his head over his shoulder to give you a glare as you started to laugh.
“I’m sorry! I’m sorry! I completely forgot! Does it hurt?”
“Awwww,” you hummed through giggles.
“Kiss it better?” Dabi asked with a smirk, bending over and poking his bare ass out at you.
“Fuck off,” you chuckled.
You flopped your head back down on the bed and he went and cleaned up, then you both got some dinner and you did a little more study… Dabi didn’t bother.
Exams came and went and you passed… decently.
And Dabi was on exam probation and had to complete make up classes during the break.
Fueji and Dabi had become best friends now and the grey haired hottie basically slept at your place on most nights.
They had just arrived home one night when Dabi called out to you.
“Babe? You home?!”
“Yeah!” you shouted back.
“Got some people coming over soon,” he called again.
“Who?” you shouted back.
“Friends of friends… Miya twins of MBSY.”
“Ah fuck,” you grunted looking down at Dabi’s oversized shirt that you had on. You were in his shirt and just panties, “guess I gotta change now.” You got up and walked to the wardrobe. “Ok!” you shouted back down to him, “want me to order pizza?”
“Yeah, if you could?” he called back.
“Ok, the usual?” you shouted.
“Yeah. Hanta will share with me,” Dabi called.
“Ohhh? First name basis now?” you thought with a smirk as you whipped Dabi’s shirt off and got some of your own clothes on.
In another 20 mins there was a knock at the door and Dabi answered.
You were in the kitchen getting drinks ready when you heard the voices of the twins greeting Dabi and Fueji.
Osamu, the grey haired twin, was the first to enter the kitchen and you gave him a polite smile.
“Hey,” you greeted.
“Hi. Is the food here?” he asked.
“You and yer fuckin’ food,” Atsumu said in a lowkey pissed voice as he walked in behind his brother, “it’s comin’ yeh?”
“Oh… hey,” you greeted the blond twin.
“Ahhh, the girlfriend,” Atsumu said with a lidded eyed smirk, “good to see yer in the right place.”
“And what’s that supposed to mean?” you snapped at him, not sure what he meant by that comment because of the smug look on his face.
“Yer in the kitchen. ‘S where the food is… well… where ‘s gonna be.” He looked back out the door to the lounge and shouted for Dabi, “when’s the food comin?”
“Soon man, keep your balls cool,” Dabi shouted back.
“He doesn’t have any,” Osamu commented dryly.
“Shut yer face,” Atsumu grunted, giving Osamu the middle finger- which didn’t phase the latter one bit.
“Pizza’s here!” Fueji called, opening the door and walking out onto the porch to meet the driver who was dropping them off.
He took the boxes and bought them inside, then handed them to you while the boys went into the lounge area and set up volleyball tapes to watch.
You played host for the night, bringing food for them and watching some of the plays as well.
“You play?” Atsumu asked you when he saw you pause to watch one of the highlights.
“Yeah. Libero,” you replied.
“Good position,” he replied, taking a swig of his drink.
“She plays like a guy,” Fueji said cheekily, “if she were a guy I’d call her… Gee Spotbanger.”
“How the fuck did you know about that? Dabi! Did you tell him?!” you exploded with embarrassment.
“I was there!” Fueji cackled, “Gee Spotbanger!” He doubled over on the lounge laughing.