“That might be better?” You replied, “will that still work with how you have your hand down the back of my pants?”
“Should do?” He replied, “there’s too much talking going on at the moment though. A little less conversation a little more action.” He leered with a smirk.
“Ok, Elvis Presley.” You replied with an eyeroll as you shuffled around so that you were laying back first on the ground with Dabi still fingering you from underneath now.
“Ohhh~.” You moaned softly as you spread your legs a little more, your shirt riding up a little as he kissed across your lower abdomen and top of your jeans.
Checking to see if anyone was around you quickly unzipped your pants and tugged them down a bit, pushing your panties down so he could get his tongue on your clit.
It didn’t take him long to get onto it and he started to rub his slippery wet tongue all over your clit, making your body arch and twitch as he licked across your throbbing little button.
“Ahhh~.” You moaned out, trying to keep as quiet as possible as he thrust his fingers into you harder and licked your clit. “Yes, ahhh~, oh god, Dabi, ah!”
Reflexively you grabbed a hold of his head and lifted your hips towards him, adjusting yourself so that he was licking the sweet spot repeatedly.
“Fuck! I’m cumming, I’m cumming.” You panted, furiously rubbing your clit on his tongue.
You let out a small muted squeal as you hit the climax, fingernails digging into his scalp as you came hard.
“Ohhh, yeah,” Dabi groaned with excitement, feeling your pussy contract around his fingers as he continued to thrust them in and out of you; the slick getting wetter and wetter. “I wish that was my cock your pussy was pulsating on but fingers are just as good.”
“Ugh.” You moaned, “why do you have to be so good at making me cum?” You teased in praise, “but that was longer than 3 minutes, surely.
“Yeah, I was enjoying myself… so sue me.” He retorted, kissing your clit one last time before pulling his fingers out from your pussy and helping you pull your pants up. “Now I gotta walk home with this raging boner.”
“Well that’s your own fault for finding me so attractive.” You teased sassily. “Don’t worry I’ll sort you out later.” You added, making sure he knew that he wasn’t going to be left hanging.
“Queen shit.” He replied, winking at you as he helped you up and took your hand in his, “ok, let’s get rid of this boner, I mean, get you home.”
“Very funny.” You replied with a smirk as you bent down and picked your bag up. “Well I, for one, feel MUCH better.”
“You’ve just been undersexed lately.” He replied, “as long as I keep you cumming you’ll be happy.”
“Not necessarily. We have been through some stuff lately. Like, stressful stuff.”
“Yeah but we’ve got each other.” He said in a hushed voice, half of him happy that he had said it out loud and the other half wishing he had just kept it to himself.
“Awwww.” You whispered, “that’s cute.”
“Shut up. It is not.” He retorted, “it’s not like I’m totally in love and wouldn’t change a thing?”
You blushed and smiled.
“Shut up, idiot, you’ve gone soft.”
“Well I have now actually, no raging boner.
“I wasn’t talking about ya boner.”
“Yeah you were you said ‘gone soft’.”
“I was talking about you as a person, stop trying to change subjects.” You teased elbowing him in the side.
“Well the only thing I care about right now is my dick. Which is soft.” He replied, grabbing you in a hug and picking you up off the ground as you screeched loudly. “Hey.” He added in a serious voice as he dropped you down to the ground again.
“I love you.”
Your heart leapt in your chest and you smiled bashfully at his sincerity.
“I love you too.” You replied shyly.
“Ok, softie, let’s go.”
“Excuse me? How come I’m the soft one now?” You sassed. “I’m a cold hearted bitch.”
“You’re, fucking, melted ice cream in my hands.” He teased, “but it’s ok, your secret is safe with me.”
You snorted through your nose and shook your head, continuing on beside him as you headed to the bus stop.
“Margret, I swear I heard that tree moan!” The old man from earlier warbled.
“Eric, we are going to church this weekend.” The old lady replied, “you need cleansing!”
“I’ll sneak into yours later tonight.” You promised him, giving him a kiss on the lips as you skipped up your front steps and into your home.
“Yeah, ok.” He replied, “Text me.”
“You know I will.” You called back to him as you opened your front door and headed inside, giving him one last look before closing the door.
“Mum, I’m home!” You called out.
You could hear chatting coming from the kitchen and headed there curiously.
As you walked in you saw Mrs Todoroki talking with your mum.
“Oh! Hey?” You said with surprise, “what brings you here, Mrs Todoroki?”
“Hello, Y/N, I just came to have a lovely chat with your mum.” She said with a smile.
“Ok?” You replied suspiciously, looking at your mum. “Dabi is just heading home now, he came to get me after my interview.”
“Oh, the interview! How was it?” Your mum asked excitedly.
“Ok, I guess?” You replied, “just have to wait and see now.”
“Your mum and I have been talking about your and Dabi’s plans to move out together and I’m happy for it to go ahead so good luck. I hope you get in.”
“Thanks, Mrs Todoroki.” You replied with a soft smile.
“Please, call me Rei.” Mrs Todoroki said with a pleasant smile.
“Oh dayum, leveling up.” You thought with an internal smirk. “Thank you…Rei.” You said with another smile.
“I also wanted to thank you again for sticking with Dabi, he’s so much better now for having you in his life.” She said tenderly.
“It’s no problem. You can’t help who you fall for.” You said with a laugh. “I’m meaning me, of course. I’m the idiot who fell for him.”
“Well thank you.” She said again, turning and smiling at your mum.
“Ok, umm, well I’m gonna go now but I’ll see you again I’m sure.” You said as you backed out of the kitchen.
“Yes. Bye Y/N.”
“Bye hun.” Your mum added.
You kept the smile on your face till you were out of sight then quickly pulled your phone out and texted Dabi.
“Your mum is here!” You texted quickly.
“Quick!” He replied, “come over and give me head.”
“You dick. Ok give me 5 minutes.” You replied, sending the smirk face.
“Why is she there?” He asked,
“How the fuck would I know?” You texted back, “I just walked in and they were there?”