After breakfast, you headed home… wanting to start the baby making process but also knowing you had to get ready for work. Dabi, however, had other ideas and before you knew it you were beneath the sheets, and he was between your thighs making you scream his name.
And then after that, you went to work.
For some reason every person that came in that day either had a baby with them or were heavily pregnant and it was just consuming your mind and when the shop got a little quieter you pulled your phone out to do some research on how to fall pregnant.
One site led to another, and next minute you were looking up positions that would most likely give you either a baby girl or a baby boy.
“I really do think that Dabi would look so cute with a baby girl in his arms,” you thought as you read through some of the article.
Five seconds later you were on Pinterest pinning baby decorations and crib set ups to your ‘future’ board and that’s when you got a message from Dabi.
“What the fuck?” was all it read and you clicked it open to ask why the fuck he had sent ‘what the fuck’.
“What?” you sent back.
“The hell are you doing? You literally just pinned 50 pictures of baby shit to your board??”
“It wasn’t that many,” you replied with the eyeroll emoji.
So Dabi sent a screenshot, proving that you had just recently uploaded 50 pictures to a new board.
“Oh.” You sent.
“Listen, you need to get home right now, you’re not well,” he replied.
“I feel fine,” you texted back to him.
“No. I have a thermometer here to take your temperature. They say rectal thermometers give the most accurate reading…”
“I’m not letting you—,” you paused mid writing as a picture came through of Dabi lying in bed and his cock was up and out of his pants.
“This is the thermometer,” he added to the picture.
“If you stick that up my ass I’m not gonna get pregnant,” you sent back.
“Well come home and we can compromise,” he replied with the smirk face.
You didn’t know what it was about Dabi’s cock but just seeing it always got you hot and bothered so you sent him a quick suggestive reply then closed the chat and started wrapping up for the night.
Close to an hour later, you were back home. You had decided to run home instead of having Dabi come and get you as you couldn’t wait any longer than necessary and as you burst through the front door you up and shouted out up the stairs to him.
“Come and fuck me you coward!” you bellowed.
“The fuck?” you heard him say, scuffling sounds following as he rolled himself out of bed and poked his head out the door to look at you.
“Fight me naked!” you shouted, stripping off at the front door.
He looked equal parts confused and elated and imitated you by dropping his pants again and taking his top off.
“Ha! I bought my long sword!” he yelled, running down the stairs with his dick bobbing and balls jiggling from side to side, “engard!”
You turned around and bend over then reached back to present your pussy to him, which he pushed his cock into immediately.
It was a bit of a dry entry and you let out a little sound of displeasure but after a few gentle thrusts from him your slick spread around and it felt real good.
Shuffling forwards, you placed your hands on the wall and let Dabi take you right there at the front door, moaning and bracing against his bucking hips as his need to impregnate you grew and grew.
It didn’t take you long to climax and you came at the same time, panting and huffing together.
As Dabi pulled out, you lay down on the ground, right there at the front door, and rested on your back with your knees up.
He looked down at you with confusion.
“What are you doing?”
“I heard that you need to lay on your back with your knees up for a few minutes after sex so that the sperm can swim up to the egg better,” you replied.
“How much did you read today?” he asked.
“A few hours worth. I also found some names I liked,” you replied with a grin as you lay there.
“Right. Well I’m gonna go wipe my dick, did you need tissues?” he asked, walking off into the kitchen to get some.
“Yes please,” you called after him.
That night you woke him at 3am to ride his dick again and then again the next morning for the same.
“Listen,” he panted as you hopped off his cock and lay down beside him in a lather of sweat, “this is great and all, but we’ve done it 5 times in less than 24 hours and my dick feels like it’s about to fall off, can we give it a rest for a bit?”
“I never thought I’d hear you ask me to not be horny,” you replied with surprise, laying on your back again to help the sperm travel up your cervix.
“Just one night is all I’m asking,” he replied, “don’t get me wrong… i love it, but I need to reload the gun.”
“Ugh… okay~,” you sung, “we have class today anyway so you have the day off… then you have practice and I have work.”
“Don’t worry, you’ll be pregnant in no time,” he said with a smirk as he rolled onto his side and kissed along your jawline then to your lips.
“I hope so. I really do,” you replied with a smile.
Two weeks later you got your period.
To say you were disappointed was an understatement, you thought for sure you would fall pregnant, after all, you had fallen quickly once before?
The following month after that, you got your period again.
A tear slipped from you eye when you saw that you again, hadn’t fallen pregnant.
3 more months went by and each month you got your period… you had almost given up hope by then, and even Dabi was starting to get a little worried.
“Should we see a doctor?” he asked one afternoon after you had come back from the bathroom.
“No. I’m fine,” you snapped with bitter disappointment as you threw another negative pregnancy test in the bin, you really didn’t want to hear any bad news from the doctor at that point, you couldn’t handle it in your emotional state.
“Ok. Just asking,” he shrugged.
You hung your head and sighed.
“Why can’t I fall pregnant?” you asked in a broken voice.