(Not as stupid as it sounds I promise lol. Also it takes a bit to get to the lemon but I think it's worth it. Cause there is some soft Dabi moments. And who doesn't love that. Also the art isn't mine, creds to original artist.)

(Updated: I went through and fixed spelling and grammar errors lol. Added some details too. Enjoy!)

Character: Dabi
Readers gender: female
Word count: 4.8k
Warnings: drinking, kinky, it's a lemon come one
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Y/N POV

The lounge of the hideout was especially full this evening. Multiple small gangs were here to pledge loyalty to the league, and to discuss how things would be run. Looking around at these common gang-men and thugs, they had no spunk. Nor, if i had to guess, any recognition by society. They were low-life's, no offence to them. It wasn't their fault they were born weak after all.

"Hey, look! It's the great fire chicken." a random gang member wandered up to my spot at the bar. I don't tend to be impolite on first meetings...but I hate when people call me shit.

"What?" I said as indifferently as I possibly could. For the leagues sake. These were supposed to be our henchmen after tonight after all. My vision was already fuzzing slightly but I was ignoring it.

"What's girl like you doing in a dirty gang." He turned to question me.

"That's rude of you to- " I started, but the guy literally went flying backwards from his seat before I could finish my sentence. I looked from the man, who was now on the ground, to the person who caused him to spontaneously fly.

"Oops, my bad." Said the aggressors husky uninterested voice. Not saying anything else, he took the seat the man was once in. Which happened to be beside me.

"Dabi man, don't beat up our new comrades! Do it again!" Twice's voices rang out as he strode across the lounge area towards the raven haired male.

"Don't lecture me. He was trash. Trying to join something better than he deserved. You should thank me." Dabi evenly shot back. He always seemed angry, yet in a quiet sense. His gravely voice always made me shiver when he lowered his tone, and when he lowered his volume? Yummy.

'Wait... shit, do I have a voice kink?' I wondered briefly.

"HEY. you." The man from the floor asked. In his drunken state, he must've been confused when he found himself on the floor so randomly. The use of an angry tone caught Dabi's attention slightly, but he didn't verbally respond to the man.

"Hey, PATCH-WORK, I'm talking to you!" The drunken man continued speaking. His words trying to coax a response from the man in front of him.

'What Disgusting behaviour...' I thought, making a grunt of distaste as I was about to interject my own opinions upon this man. Bring him down a peg or two. But Dabi stood up faster Than my words could come out, and he turned on the approaching man.

"What were you saying?" Dabi tilted his chin up and cocked his head to right slightly, to crack his neck. I couldn't tell if he was trying to be threatening, giving him a better look at himself, or just actually questioning what the man said. Whatever it was meant to be...

It worked.

The man stopped dead in his tracks. Dabi strode slowly towards the man. Each clunk of his heavy boots hitting the wooden floor, seemed to reverberate through the mans now frozen body.

Dabi's left arm, now wreathed in flames like a deadly decoration, moved so fast I could barely see it. But his hand now had a firm grip on the mans throat. They stood at equal heights even though Dabi was seemingly much younger.

"You're ... Th-The Blue-flame" he choked out. all the mans precious confidence was gone. The members of the mans gang did nothing but watch in fear at This display. After all, Dabi's reputation on the streets was enough to make most hardened criminals back away slowly. His deadly, yet oddly beautiful, quirk made him lethal in fights. Or even just as a bargaining chip. A chip that would easily use fear of him, to get the deal.

"Yes. Yes, I am." Dabi smirked manically, as the flames from his arm and hand are dangerously hot on the mans neck. "Now..." Dabi set the man back on his feet roughly, with an angry smirk plastered on his two tone face. "I suggest you go back to your 'dirty gang'. Just remember... you work for the League now, we are not equals. Learn some manners."

He stalked away confidently like a cat who just got his 10th kill of the day. Leaving the man holding his now burnt neck, he backed up quickly and left the scene.

'That's gonna be a nasty scar.' I smiled at Dabi's handy work as the man left and Dabi reclaimed the seat. He was leaning onto the bar with his elbows propping him up when I looked over and made my comment. "Well done, you've scared even more of them off now~." I teased him.

The only sound he made was a 'hmph'. Which was his nice way of saying "shut up". So I slid an empty Scotch glass, followed by a whiskey bottle, down to him. The two glass objects stopped sliding just short of hitting his elbow.

He looked at me, cocking an eyebrow. I smirked, amazed I got that to go that smoothly. Poring him and myself a glass before I say: "to making friends."

He simply clinked the glass I slid to him, against mine and we drank back the pine flavoured alcohol in one shot.

"You're weird. Do you know that?" His gravelly voice said. half his focus on the phrase he said, the other half on pulling a cigarette from the box he retrieved out of his pocket.

"How so?" I said, Keeping my eyes as focused as I could on the bottles and glasses decorating the back of the bar. But after the couple drinks I had, things were starting to get fuzzy and focusing was getting difficult. This latest drink only adding to the effect.

"You shoot down whiskey like a stereotypical abusive father with a drinking problem." He stated with a flat smile. Holding the cigarette in his hand, but not attempting to light it yet. he drank down another mouthful of the pine alcohol, the same whiskey he had just been drinking but the taste was already getting on his nerves.

"Wooow so creative." I couldn't help but laugh and tease him about his dark humour. It wasn't even that funny, but I was past the state of caring. Everything was funny at this point. "Horrible joke."

"You laughed though, didn't you." He shot back. His tone condescending but seemingly entertained by me. He held the cigarette up to his mouth and readied a flaming finger to light it. Reaching out faster, I pulled his hand away, and brought myself close to his face. Breathing a small delicate plume of fire to ignite it for him.

'My best attempt at flirting so far if I do say so myself' I praised myself in my mind.

"Thanks, 'fire chicken'." He raised the top corner of his lip in a 'thankful' sneer. As he quoted the man from earlier.

I downed another glass in prep. "Hold up. Wait... are You making fun of me now?" I tauntingly questioned him with a smirk. getting off my seat and facing him from ground height. My hands planted on my hips.

He stood up too, but he was much, much, taller than me. "Maybe I am." His smirk was wider than mine, his 1st and 2nd mouth staples already having been loose from a fight that day. But it just made him look sexier to me.

'Dammit.' I internally curse. I had to seem intimidating. Standing up on my tippy toes, I pointed a finger in his face.

"I, sir, am not joke to be laughed at. You're just being a bum." My words were slurring.

Not very intimidating. And the fact I ended up needing his shoulder for balance, was also not helping. Losing my balance more I decide to lean on him as I lectured him instead of standing on my own, Cause that was difficult at this point.

"I am a strong independent woman. just because you're a sexy bastard, doesn't mean, YOU get to judge ME." I attempted to have emphasis, using tone and volume. but My words were still slurring so I lost the effect And just seemed more out of it than I actually was.

"Toots..." he leaned into my ear, even in my current state I could feel his hot breath on my ear and neck, "I think you're drunk." He lightly licked my jaw up to my earlobe. Yanking on one of my small earring hoops with his canine teeth.

"No u." I pushed myself off of him. Downing 1 more drink fast, and grabbing a couple unopened bottles of cider, I announced to nobody in particular: "I'm gonna go shower."

Then I stood and walked, (more like I was stumbling) out of the room towards the bathroom across from my room on the upper floor.

When I arrived after Closing the door, I began stripping myself of my clothes. I then opened a bottle of the ale, drank half of it, and got into the shower. As I stepped in I felt the alcohol hit me. "Whoa." I said as I felt the hot water cascade around me.

Dabi POV

I watched her with a smile as she stumbled through the LOV's lounge doors, heading to the back hallways where the rooms for the core members were.

"Will she be ok having a shower in that state? She's gonna break her neck!" Twice chimed in out of nowhere.

"I guess we'll see." I looked down at my drink. My sight was vaguely starting to blur. "Here's to getting as drunk as her." I put my drink up in the air and then lowered it back down to slurp it back.

~Time skip~
(Still Dabi's POV)

Staring up at the ceiling, I noticed it began to spin. Shigaraki and Kurogiri were balls deep into the meeting with the other gangs by now. And the event from earlier seems to have been blown off as nothing.

I looked down at my near empty drink and noticed everything else was swaying around me, along with the ceilings spinning.

"Yup. I'm done for tonight." I announced to Kurogiri, placing my cup on the bar with the empty bottle of whiskey I had finished. He simply nodded to me. Then he turned and walked over, grabbing a small drink for himself, he spoke lowly to me.

"Go check on her please." He asked while making his drink.

"Huh?" I stopped in my tracks, and questioned him.

"Check on Y/N. she's been in the shower for at least two hours now, I don't fear the water bill, I simply question is she's alright." He chided his voice low.

"Fine." I retorted with a roll of my head. Stumbling to her bedroom first, I opened it to nothingness. Noticing she wasn't there like I had hoped ,(simply to make things easier for me to get back to my plans of showering and going to sleep). I went down the hall further and I heard the water pouty from the obnoxiously loud shower head. I knocked loudly on the door so she'd hear me.

"Kurogiri told me to check on you." I managed to slur out in my drunken state.

No reply

"Ugh" I quietly groaned and opened the door to find the washroom was all steamed up. Ale bottles littered the floor, her clothing was in a heap in the Corner, and her phone was turned onto the home screen. My vision was gazed and spinning, but eventually laying my eyes on the shower I noticed her laying on the floor of the stand up shower stall. An ale bottle, empty, clutched in her right hand as she layer there with hot water pouring on her. Despite the steam in the room there was a slight smell of vomit. I sighed, then looked at her. It finally dawn on me she was naked, I didn't particularly care, but my drunken state said otherwise.

"You're lucky I'm gonna do this for you, toots."

I took my long coat off and placed it on the ground next to me. Stripping off my clothing I went into the shower with her. Probably not my best approach. I gently picker her up and stood her on her feet. The movement seemed to wake her up from her shower floor nap.

"Dabi?" She asked groggily.

"Ya?" I answered back.

"2 questions, her head flopped to one side, as her drunk mind tried to focus. 1: Why are we showering together. 2: why are you naked." She managed to say. Slurring or not, her words made sense.

"You were passed out. On the shower floor when I found you. I was gonna move you out of the shower stall, lay you down on my coat, so I could shower. But you woke up." I said as gently as I could. Her drunk state seemed confused and slightly blackout level drunk considering she doesn't remember passing out. 'I must really pity her if I'm being this nice'

"Dabi" she said quietly, stumbling into me.

"What" she was pressed flush against me but didn't seem to notice or care. 'What is her deal. No I should be asking what's my deal, cause I'm not pushing her off'

"You're hot" she leaned her head on my chest and she gently traced her finger along the line of my cheek. Where my burnt and scarred flesh met my normal skin. A sensation I've never felt. 'Did she just call me hot?'

But grinning I responded, "Ya I am. As long as your into your bacon being extra crispy"

She laughed quietly. Looking up to me she quickly pushed her lips onto mine. I pushed her off of me faster than I knew what was happening. "What the fuck was that." I demanded.

"I was kissing you?" She slurred our, confused as to why I pushed her off of me. I held her at arm distance as I replayed what just happened.
Looking her in the eyes.

Pulling her against me I kissed her lips. She squealed, I guessed I was too rough. But she pulled me into her harder, by wrapping her arms around my neck. I growled and pulled away. Wiping water from my face. I took a breath as I felt myself starting to harden.

"Happy to see me?" She smirked.

"Yes but also no. You're drunk." I felt my own drunk mind as I said this. But I some times had morals. I guess I care enough to have them now.

"So?" She questioned trying to lean back into me. I grabbed her chin in my left hand, my right hand on her lower back.

"You can't think straight. Neither can I." I wanted this and so did she but I was praying to whatever god existed to give me the strength to refrain.

She just sighed and leaned into me. We stood there for a moment. Even though we weren't kissing I felt my cock continue to harden but by bit. And since she was leaning on me, it was pressed against her.

"For Fuck sakes." I grumbled lowly, into the top of her head. Then i felt her body relax suddenly. "Did she fucking fall asleep again? This fucking woman..." i sighed, face still resting on her head. "How drunk are you toots."

I picked her up bridal style, not caring we were naked, I did my best to not stumble and drop her, as we got across the hall to her room. Opening the door once again tonight, I walked in. Her bed was made so I pulled back the sheets and payed her down. She didn't want to let go of my neck so I had to set angle her arms from around me. I left her room walking back to the bathroom to grab hers and my things.

Looking at the still running water I decided I actually would have a shower. So I hopped in, quickly washed my hair and body, without tipping over from movement, and slippy shower tile. I groaned as I turned off the hot water. I was still hard but I didn't want to get on off right now. Despite starting to sober up, I didn't have the mental capacity to care about being hard or not.

Slipping on my boxers and grabbing the pile of our clothing I went to her room to drop off her clothing and close her door. But when I got in there, she was sitting up fully on her bed leaning against the wall on her phone. Now this wouldn't be a big deal if she was fully naked and exposed.

"Oh, hey, I was just checking my phone before going to sleep." She turned to plug in her phone behind her bed, giving me a full view.

'Damn' was all I thought.

"Would you mind stays with me tonight?" She pulled back her sheets a further to make room for me. She seems to also be sobering up.

"Fine." I said acting indifferent to the question. But she saw through the act. Smirking she said to me,

"Fine, goodnight then." She turned out the light and pulled the covers over herself.

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Y/N POV

"Don't play that game with me, bitch" he had some small flames in his hand to light up the room. Once he saw his surroundings, the flames disappeared. The next thing you could see was his glowing cerulean eyes, only inches from yours as his weight hovered over your frame. Everything else was pitch darkness, which only hieght ended every other one of your senses.

He smelt of minty charcoal, presumably his soap. The smell gave you butterflies. You could feel his warm breath on your cheek. It smelt of pine wood alcohol and cigarettes, an oddly charming smell.

"You're... tantalizing, Dabi~" I said as smoothly as I could.

"Mmm" he groaned lowly. "You're pretty tempting yourself, doll"

Suddenly his weight was shifting and he was looking around my room, a small flame to light his vision. He was looking around for something, but what? Finally his eyes landed on my dresser which had a couple necklaces on top. He took one off the top, a thick leather choker that I wore sometimes to feel sexy when I went to clubs. It had a metal ring on the end like a dog collar would.

"Why do you have here, doll?"

"A choker. But It's not the type of choker you're thinking off." I waved the thought away. Then the light disappeared again and he was back on the bed. Pushing me down so he could once again straddle me. I felt his breath on my ear again.

"It'll do for now" he whispered deep and husky into my ear. It sent shivers down my spine. He clipped it around my neck so it was just slightly choking me. He bent over to kiss me, as he began to slowly grind his cock against me. It felt amazing, I quickly threw my arms around his neck. And buried my face in his neck Ashe rubbed the right spots with his still clothed Cock. There was a slightly odd texture... that kept hitting my clit.

"D-Dabi" I breathed.

"Ya, doll?" He replied into my ear.

"Is there staples on your..." I trailed off.

"Huh? Oh. Haha..." he chuckled darkly, biting my ear lobe. "No. That's my Jacobs ladder piercing."

"O-oh, shit" he grabbed the flesh on my hips harder and grinded himself more forcefully onto my womanhood for emphasis.

"Shit, D-Dabi..." I started to moan as I felt a tightening in my core. I knew this buildup feeling. And I wanted more. More of him.

"Fuck, doll." He grunted. He felt so hard against you. I felt my buildup getting closer as he continually stimulated my clit with his cock and the Jacobs ladder. I ran my hands along his back, along his scar lines as I felt my release happen. I clenched down hard on the scar lines that separate his different skin tones, as I panted.

"AH FUCK, not the scars!" His hips shuddered as he suddenly came in his boxers. He panted as I pulled away to look at him.

"Did you just?" I asked quietly.

"Fuck. I haven't cum that prematurely since I was a fucking teenager." He sighed. "The scar lines that cover my body are sensitive-" he didn't even get to finish before I cut him off.

"I'm sorry! I didn't know-" I began. But he growled and grabbed the collar on my neck, and pulled my up to look at him.

"Let me finding before you jump to conclusions dumbass. It a good kind of sensitive." His sentence trained of into a whisper as he lowered his face to my neck and began attacking it with hickeys and love bites.

"Fuck~ Dabi, please...." I pleaded as he once again started grinding on me as he continued his assault on my neck.

"Ah, don't beg." He breathed. "You don't know what that does to me."

I reached down to fondle him as best I could as I pulled his head from my neck by his hair.

"Please fuck me," I paused for emphasis as I got close to his face, and then I smirked. "daddy".

"As you wish, Baby" the way he said baby felt primal and dangerous in the best way.

His hands left my body. Presumably to his boxers. As I feel his weight shift to be able to discard the offensive fabric. I heard a soft rustle as they hit the floor somewhere in my room. And he was back on me in seconds.

"You sure you wanna get straight to the main course?" He asked teasingly, as he put one leg over his shoulder and the other went to his hip.

"Yes, please, just do it." I begged, as my hands went out beside me in preparation to grab the sheets. I hadn't seen the size. But from how it felt, I knew I was doomed.

"Of course, Baby~" his voice even deeper than normal as he rubbed his tip to find my entrance. As soon as he found it, he pushed his way in, inch by inch. Not meeting any resistance.

"Ah fuck yes." He stretched me so well, and fit so perfect.

"Ah what a tight little cunt. It's been a while hasn't it? Since you've been stretched." He grabbed my thighs and started thrusting into me. I felt his pace quicken bit by bit until he was slamming me. The sounds of skin hitting skin filled the room and presumably the hallway even though the door was closed. My moans were short and happened each time he thrusted into me. Hitting that one delicious spot in the back. I bit where his neck and shoulder meet to muffle myself, and to cause him a little bit of pleasurable pain. He lightly groaned in response but he kept pounding me.

"Ah shit! Dabi! Ah~ I feel so good... ah-" the last sound I made turned into a moan as he thrusted into me particularly hard. I felt myself being in to tighten.

"Ya Baby?" He grunted into my ear his voice deep and breathy. He growled under his breath briefly as i started to milk him. "Cum for Daddy. Cum on this cock."

I could only moan in response as I felt the tightening in my core continue to tighten rapidly. I felt one of hi hands snake down to my clit and begin to rub furiously.

"OH FUCK AHH-!" I released hard. He continued to pump himself inside of me as I rode out my 2nd orgasm.

"Shit..." he cursed as he was catching his breath. He hadn't climaxed for a second time yet, but he was going hard so I didn't blame him. "Stand up" he commanded.

I did my best on my wobbly legs to stand up. He turned me to brace myself on the wall, he pulled the choker into his hand, and slid back inside of me. The new position hitting angles that made me want to scream but I covered my mouth to slightly muffle the choked out sounds I was making.

"You like this, huh, doll?" He grunted out. I would've responded but I couldn't make proper words come out due to being pleasure drunk, and choked.

A dry and stuttered "yes" was all I could manage. I felt the hand that was on my hip slip down to start rubbing my clit again. Once again I felt the familiar tightening.
His fingers making me squirm fiercely under the amount of pleasure I was in.

"Dabi- please, I want to see you..."

His thrusts slowed down.

"You want... me to see me?" He questioned, pulling out and turning me around.

"Yes... I do" I said, leaning in to kiss the man who was making love to me. He returned it holding my chin and tilting my head to the side to get a deeper kiss. When he pulled away our lips were we from each other's mouths. We were just covered in each other. Literally.

"Don't say your 'I do' just yet" he smirked. Still panting like I was.

He slapped my ass hard, saying "jump". I grabbed his neck And did a little jump for him to catch my legs. He slid back into me with more force this time as my legs wrapped around him. This hit the far back spot no one had been able to reach until now. His thrusts were hard and heavy, and each one cause my to bounce a little. My hands feebly pulled at his hair, causing him to moan my name so nice and deep.

"Yes daddy ah~ ah, fuck ya!" His hips began to twitch as I felt the tightening return once more. Since I didn't come from a couple minutes ago, because we switched positions, this orgasm would be stronger because of accidental edging.

"Oh, daddy...I'm gonna cum! I'm gonna cum!" I stuttered as I felt my release coming for the third time tonight. My hands found their way to his back, and coincidentally his scar lines. I traced them hard with my fingers, being careful of the staples.

"Ah fuck." He said tightly as his hips twitched. Holding back his own orgasm was strenuous so he sped up to get me to mine faster than his arrived.

Due to the sudden speed upgrade, I felt my tightening become unbearable, and then seemingly burst at the seems. I screamed into his chest, but that was very short lived, as he dropped me to the floor faster than a stone in water. Stroking his cock as air fell, and as soon as I was on the ground, he grabbed the back of my head and shoved his entire cock into my mouth. I felt his Jacobs ladder scrape along my bottom lip, teeth, and tongue. Making me gag as it hit the back of my throat hard but I held it there as he came. As he was cumming, I massages my tongue along the bottom of his shaft and sucked the best I could to help his orgasm be that much better to ride out. He bucked his hips a little bit out of pleasure, and I could feel his cock twitching inside my mouth. He pulled out and I was sure to suck as he did so.

"You don't have to swallow, Baby" he looked at me, with an honest to god, caring face. Which seemed unusual for him.

"Thank you" you grabbed a couple tissues and spit out the giant load of cum into them. "I would've swallowed but I know from experience that swallowing cum makes me feel sick."

"No need to explain. I know I'm going to be demanding for things but just make me aware of things that actually hurt you beforehand, ok." He draped himself on the bed as I shakily stood up and threw out the tissue ball.

"I appreciate that" I said as I joined him on the bed, pulling the sheets over us both.

"I don't usually do much for aftercare, but I'll play with your hair if you'd like, Baby" he offered. I snuggled closer, and his fingers gently slipped into my hair and massaged my scalp.

"Your being so gentle..." I hummed quietly.

"I'm not always an asshole. If someone really deserves my attention or care. Then I'd give it to them. I just hadn't realized anyone was worth it yet. Sounds cliché but I think you do." He was being honest too.

"Ok..." I opened my eyes and looked up to him. "Who are you? And What have you done to the real dabi?" I teased.

He just made a "Hmph" in response.

"Do your just a big ik' softie deep down, aren't ya?" I joked while absentmindedly drawing small circles on his chest with my fingers.

"Do you want me to leave?" He threatened in a serious but sarcastic tone.

"Nah, you're stuck with me handsome."

"Hmph. You can call me that, daddy, or Touya. But those are only for alone times got it?" He said seriously.

"Wait, Touya?" I questioned.

"Long story. So just sleep for now, baby doll." He pulled me closer to him and I felt so safe. Oddly enough I felt this safe with one of the most dangerous people of our time. Leave it to me to do something like that.

As I drifted off I whispered a very quiet "I love you". It's something i've felt for a long time but assumed he didn't feel the same. Even if he didn't right now, I hoped he would feel that way too one day. And maybe even be able to say it.

Narrator POV

After Y/N whispered her love for him, she drifted off to dreamland. He smiled down at her. A soft feeling he hadn't felt since he was a child. And barely above a breath in terms of sound, he said the quietest:

"I love you too, darling"

And he meant the words, wether she heard them or not. He would protect you over everything. Even his goals which says a lot cause he's done everything for his goals so far. So this girl changed everything.

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