“You didn’t have to be like that.” You said in an irked tone as you spun around to face him, angry tears forming at the corner of your eyes.
“Hey, if I don’t want to talk about something, I don’t have to talk about it.” He shot back at you in irritation.
“Fine.” You replied, turning and walking off again.
“Woah! Wait! Just because I don’t want to talk about it doesn’t mean I want you gone.” He responded, irked that you were so hell bent on getting away from him. “It’s a touchy subject for me.” He said, sprinting up beside you and jumping in front of you. “I haven’t opened up to anyone about it before.” He added, grabbing your shoulders and dropping his gaze. “Give me some grace, babe, it’s traumatic.” His said, his voice was vulnerable, raw.
“Sorry.” You whispered. “I just …” You said, your voice trailing off.
“What? You think that because you’re my girl I’d just skip off into the sunset with you and tell you everything about myself while we held hands and painted rainbows?” He scoffed. “It’s not that simple in the real world, sweetie.”
You narrowed your eyes and glared at him; annoyed that he had guessed correctly, yet again, for the second time in less than a half hour, and also because he was being such a dick about it.
Harshly, you pushed his arms off your shoulders and turned, storming back to the fire and sitting down. He watched you go then followed slowly after you.
As you sat down in a huff and threw a stick into the fire Dabi sat down next to you.
“Look at you being a cute and huffy.” He commented coyly.
“Whatever, jackass.” You spat, throwing another stick.
“You’re cute when you’re mad.” He teased, letting out a low chuckle and leaning over to bite your neck.
“Get off me.” You growled and pushed him away again.
“Oooh, feisty.” He replied as he leaned back over to you and grabbed your arms and pushed you back, pinning you down on the ground.
You squirmed and fought to break free but it was all in vain.
“Listen,” He said, leaning in to your ear. “Don’t be like this. Everything in life takes time. You need to accept that. There may be things that you don’t want to tell me at this point either and I get that.”
He kissed you on your neck softly and you weakened.
“Just let it be and enjoy what we have right now.” He continued, kissing you again and dragging his lips down to your collarbone.
You let out a small whine as he teased you and resigned yourself.
“Ok, you’ve made your point.” You replied airily, looking at him with gentleness in your eyes.
“Good.” He replied, lifting himself and kissing you softly on the lips.
The night wore on and you were starting to get sleepy.
“Time for bed, babe?” He asked, cocking his head to look at you.
“Mmmhmmm.” You replied sleepily as you stretched and yawned.
He hopped up and re-arranged the sleeping bags, waving you to come over and hop in. You got up and walked over, dropping down into your bag and zipping it up.
You shivered again.
“Are you still cold?” He said slightly exasperated. “Here…” He opened his sleeping bag and gestured for you to hop in.
“What? I’m not going to fit in there?!” You scoffed. “There’s not enough room for the two of us!”
“Well what about if you come and lay on top of me and we can get really close…” he said with a suggestive look in his eye. “Then we’ll fit.”
You hid a smirk.
“Ok fine…” you said, trying to sound reluctant.
You unzipped your sleeping bag and crawled over him, lowering yourself down onto him and purposefully grinding your lower half against him as you lay down.
Innocently you curled your head into his chest and stifled a giggle.
He had frozen.
“You did that on purpose, didn’t you.” He said, referring to you grinding into him. “You shouldn’t tease me like that, Y/N. I have a low tolerance for temptation.”
“I don’t know what you mean?” You replied innocently, lifting your head to look at him and batting your eyelashes.
He growled and aggressively zipped the sleeping bag up, trapping you against his body.
“Ahhh now I’ve got you right where I want you.” He said mischievously.
He gently grasped your face and started passionately kissing you and you gave in immediately and kissed back, a hard bulge in his pants becoming instantly apparent.
You pulled away and smirked.
“So now how are you going to do this? We’re sandwiched together so we can’t move.”
“I have my ways.” He said before locking lips with you again.
You made out for a good 10 minutes, the kiss getting sloppier and more intense by the second. You couldn’t help but grind against his hardened member and groan into the kiss.
“Well, someone wants the D.” He said, running his tongue over your bottom lip as you arched into him.
“Fuck, Dabi.” You moaned as he continued to caress and kiss your face while your fervent grinding getting more impatient.
“Tell me what you want.” He whispered into your ear.
“I want you.” You moaned, your voice breaking as the frustration built between your legs.
Dabi slid his hands down inside the sleeping bag and pulled your pants down over your ass, giving it a good squeeze as he did so. He slid his one hand between your cheeks and reached for your wet slippery opening and grinned.
“You’re hot and wet, just how I like you.” He said lowly as he kissed you again.
You ground into him impatiently.
Inserting two fingers into you he wasted no time finding your G-spot and rubbed it firmly, making you release a howl of pleasure as you threw your head back, arching yourself against him again.
“Oooooo yes, baby.” He coo’d, his eyes watching your face.
You were primed and ready and it didn’t take you long to cum all over his fingers.
Panting you dropped your head back down onto him and shuddered as the last of the orgasm washed over you.
He grinned proudly and kissed your quivering lips.
“You’re getting good at cumming at my command.” He said, “you’re so obedient.”
He pulled his fingers out and pulled your pants back up, running his hands all over you.
“You’re so beautiful, Y/N.” He said, kissing you again.
Your eyes were glassed over by this point, thoroughly worn out and you yawned and curled your head down onto his chest, almost instantly asleep.