Chanceball Chapter 86: Pounded

“Ahh!” you hissed, pleasure mixed with pain at the sensation of his fingers inside you.

Once they were properly imbedded into your ass, Dabi arched his hips forward and pushed his cock effortlessly into your slippery wet pussy.

“‘So wet,” he groaned as he thrust back and forth at a punishing pace.

You moaned loudly, reaching for the bedsheets and balling them up in your mouth so that you could bite down onto something to stop yourself from screaming.

From downstairs, you could hear the voices of people as more and more team members starting to show up. As the after party was now in session, someone turned some music on and your loud moaning was drowned out by the bass in the song.

“Dabi,” you sobbed into balled up sheets as he assaulted both holes with dick and fingers.

“Shut up and take it, whore,” he snapped, each thrust of his hips against yours sending a ripple through your ass and thighs, making them jiggle profusely. [f you’re a trim taught and terrific baddie then ignore this part and let the thicc girls thrive a little- we spread love here, sharing is caring]

“I’m sorry!” you sobbed, body jolting like crazy.

“No! You don’t get to say sorry and get away that easy” he growled, “take my punishment, bitch, I’m gonna ruin you.”

“Fucking, ruin my insides, rearange my guts and put me in a wheelchair,” you cried internally, biting down into the bedsheets as another moan ripped from your throat.

Dabi was in heaven, railing you while his fingers remained jammed into your rear, causing you to feel very full.

After thrusting his fingers in and out of your ass a few times he pulled them free and pressed his body weight into you, forcing you down onto the bed.

“Dabi,” you moaned loudly.

“I’m gonna fuck this pussy so hard that not even a jackhammer could do that much damage” he snarled, pushing his knees into your inner thighs and forcing you into the splits (or as close as you could get to full splits) then he slapped and pinched your ass cheeks just for good measure.

You howled as he started thrusting again, ramming deep into your core, the head of his cock bumping your cervix.

“Shit!” you screamed as the angle made it impossible for him to miss your g-spot, “oh god, oh god!”

His thrusting was relentless and you had no control over you body as it rapidly reached the climax on its own, regardless of if you wanted to get there that quick or not.

In a haze of ecstasy you smacked your face down into the bedsheets and screamed as your body shook with the climax, your juices spilling all over the bedsheets as he fucked you the hardest you had ever been fucked.

Once completed, Dabi quickly pulled out of your trembling core and rolled you over, swiftly moving up over your body and grabbing you around the throat again and compressing your windpipe.

“Open up,” he demanded as he straddled your breasts, balls sitting on them as he grabbed his cock and pumping it rapidly before releasing all across your cheek and nose, a little bit of cum dripping down your top lip and into your mouth. 

You were both panting profusely and you licked the cum off your lip before he let go of your throat and slumped back heavily.

“Fuck” he rasped, “you good?”

“Yeah” you replied, just as breathlessly, “that was next level.”

“Hell yeah it was.”

“You didn’t use the safe word,” he panted, looking around the dark room to see if he could find some tissues nearby.

“Didn’t need it” you replied with a smug smile.

“Ok good, as long as I didn’t go too hard?”

“What are you apologizing for?”

“I’m not apologizing.”

“You always go soft on me at the most random times,” you said with a soft, amused chuckle.

“Soft?” he asked with surprise as he got off you and reached out for the tissue box, pulling his pants up and buckling them again, “if I’m soft then get up and walk normally.”

You sat up, swung your legs off the bed, then stood up, collapsing immediately to the floor; your rapidly crumpling form being accompanied by Dabi’s laughter.

“Oh shit,” he laughed as your knees hit the ground, “you good?”

“Fuck you.”

“Fuck you? You want me to do it again?” he asked with a cheeky leer, “you’re braver than I thought”

He walked back over and picked you up, sitting you back on the bed so he could wipe the remaining cum off your face.

“You’re an asshole” you chuckled, poking your tongue out as he delicately wiped your face clean.

“Come on, let me get you a drink,” he said with a smirk as he held his arm out for you to link in his.

Gingerly you pulled yourself up, knees buckling and wobbling as you staggered to the door then out down the now lit hall to the top of the stairs.

As you both headed down, Kuroo was the first to look up and see you guys and he cheered loudly, setting the rest of the team off- some of them clapping and wolf-whistling like you two had just become newly weds.

“Fuck off” Dabi chuckled, raising his hand to catch a beer that Sudano had lobbed at his head, “we had a much better time upstairs than you slugs have had down here.”

“Is that anyway to talk to your team?” Kuroo teased, elbowing Dabi as you both walked over to the vice captain and they sat down in the lounge chair.

“I wanna sit on your lap,” you said to Dabi, gently sitting down sideways across his legs and wincing a bit as you adjusted your seat.”

“Watch you don’t get poked by something,” one male member jeered.

“She already got boned before” Kuroo leered,

“Dabi’s as soft as a banana in the bottom of the bin.”

“Bro, what?”

Confused and mortified laugher followed and you settled back against Dabi’s chest as he cracked the beer can open and wrapped one arm around your waist then took a sip.

“Talk shit all you want,” Dabi leered, “my girl knows what’s up.” He ran his hand up your thigh, then up your side, and up your neck to your head, tilting it to the side so he could run his tongue along your skin up to your ear.

“Get a room!” someone shouted from outside.

“They already did!” one of the guys from inside replied, “Kuroo’s room.”

“For fuck’s sake Dabi, there had better not be any body fluids on my sheets,” Kuroo said in a low threatening voice.

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