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The basement was surprisingly clean for a villain hideout. Although it was chilly, it blessedly wasn’t damp. It was a small space, maybe about ten paces wide and long, although from your place on a cot pressed up against the wall it was hard to measure. The thought came to you that it could be renovated into a nice guest bedroom if someone showed some love to it. But, you didn’t think your curiously scarred captor who glared down at you would care about your thoughts on the matter.
“Let her go, Dabi. She has nothing to do with this”
This came from Hawks, who was tied up next to you. The two of you were side by side, entangled in a strange quirk infused rope. It had started as a picturesque morning. You had been on a coffee run to a local cafe you both favored. You had settled into your favorite window seat and savored your coffee, laughing as Hawks preened under the shocked gazes of passerby when they spotted the number two hero. You had spotted Dabi first. Like the others who had walked by, his eyes had been fixed on Hawks. But where theirs had glimmered with admiration, his were filled with something undeniably sinister. Before you could utter a word of warning to Hawks, a flare of blue had filled your vision. That was all you remembered before waking up in this room.
“Shut up”, Dabi said shortly to Hawks. He shed his coat, a long blue number, leaving him in a white tank top.
You eyed his wiry, muscular arms wrapped in both unmarked and red skin. You had heard of him before; Hawks had told you some about his time undercover. He had said Dabi was “definitely not to be messed with” which you attributed to his quirk of fire posing a serious problem for Hawks. But that didn’t prepare you for the garish reality of the villain. Yes, his quirk was dangerous, but what frightened you most was his unhinged energy. His too bright eyes were of someone who was guided by nothing but his own desires.
You were starting to feel very warm, and the ropes were rubbing uncomfortably against you. You couldn’t tell if your skin was sensitive or if the quirk added to the rope was meant to cause discomfort. To distract yourself you leaned toward Hawks. The two of you were close enough that the motion caused you to press into the puff of his aviator jacket, which was a welcome contrast to the ropes.
“What do you think this quirk is?”, you whispered, “These ropes aren’t normal”
“Not sure, but it sure is inconvenient. I’ve never encountered something that could contain my feathers like this”, he said.
“I’d like to know why he tied me up too. It’s not like I have a quirk to help me get out of here”, you said.
“Maybe they think you look good tied up”, he said with a wink. You rolled your eyes, but his words made your stomach do a flip. Having Hawks as a friend meant constant friendly flirtation, but there were times you couldn’t help but wonder if you both were edging to new territory. You couldn’t pretend that you weren’t attracted to the bird brain, even when his jokes were unrelenting. And lately, you had been reflecting on how anxious you felt each time you saw him these days. Not because you were nervous being with him, but because there were increasing odds that he would be injured, or even killed, on the job. Yeah, he was the number two hero, as he was fond of reminding you of, but these were unprecedented times. No one was safe. And your concerns had come to a head today. An outing for coffee had turned into an ambush, and now you were under the thrall of a stranger, a man named Dabi.
“Hey”, Hawks said softly, “It’ll be okay”
You tried to wipe the concern from your face before meeting his golden gaze.
“I know” you said, offering a tenuous smile.
“Just promise me, if it comes down to it-“
“Are you two finished?”, Dabi asked. His voice dripped with scorn.
“Dabi. Let her go”, Hawks said again. His voice had a desperate tinge to it, which frightened you. If there was anyone you could count on to be calm and collected, it was the number two hero. If he was rattled, you both were almost certainly facing serious danger.
Dabi stepped toward the two of you and crouched down, bringing himself eye level with you. He looked at you with mocking amusement, and your skin prickled under his gaze. Up close it was strangely easier to look past his scars. He had a finely shaped face, almost beautiful. When he moved his lanky frame became borderline elegant. When had it become so warm in this basement?
“What do you think? Should I let you walk outta here while I have a little fun with bird boy here?”
“What do you want with him?” you asked. It was becoming increasingly hard to focus on Dabi’s face. Your skin was unbelievably sensitive now and the warmth was spreading to your belly. What the hell was going on? Were these side effects of the rope?
“Let’s just say it’s payback”, Dabi said with a sinister smile.
“Ah, still salty about my time with the Paranormal Liberation Front? Or did you just miss me?”
If you got out of this alive, you were really going to have to talk with Hawks about his habit of poorly timed flirting. But, Dabi just smirked at Hawk’s bold reply. The movement drew your attention to his lips. Although one was scarred heavily, it was impossible to ignore the sensual shape of them. The warmth in your belly was moving. You felt it between your legs now and a throbbing began there as well. With horror, you recognized the feeling as arousal. For Dabi? That was insane. But, there was no denying that that’s what it was. The feel of the ropes against your too sensitive skin were making everything worse. They were torturing your nerves, not in a painful way, but almost like an itch. It was unbearable, and it really made you regret wearing a tank top today.
Distantly, you heard Hawks voice and you concentrated on it, trying to tune back into the conversation.
“So, what does ‘payback’ mean?” he said.
Even tied up, Hawk’s demeanor was as relaxed as ever. That was something about him that you found both infuriating and appealing. Perhaps Dabi did too, because his next words were much sharper than his last.
“It means you’ve been a thorn in my side and I’m ready to punish you for it”, he said.
You watched Hawks’ face carefully for his reaction. At Dabi’s words a glimmer of something appeared in his golden eyes, but you couldn’t identify what it was. But now that your eyes were on him you couldn’t tear your gaze away. You fixated on the movement of his Adam’s apple as he said something in reply to Dabi. The throbbing between your legs intensified and you felt slickness there. You rubbed your thighs together seeking some kind of relief, but the tightness of the ropes prevented you from significant movement. Instead, the ropes pulled against your thighs wrenching a whimper from your throat. Both Hawks and Dabi looked at you.
“Are you okay?”, Hawks asked.
You stared at both men, eyes wide with embarrassment.
“I-I think the ropes-“, you started.
Dabi’s eyes widened slightly, “You’re quirkless, aren’t you?”
“Y-yes”, you said. Dabi let out a breathy laugh.
“What is it? What’s happening to her?”, Hawks asked.
Dabi stood and crossed his arms. He looked down at you with an unreadable expression.
“I had a colleague work their quirk into this rope. It affects nerves. For you birdie, it’ll just subdue your quirk. But she’ll experience stimulation”
“Meaning what?”, Hawks said with a frown.
“Meaning your friend is very horny right now”, Dabi said.
You blushed furiously and turned your head to avoid Hawks’ gaze.
“Ah”, you heard him say. It was just one syllable, but it made his discomfort clear.
You gulped down your anxiety for a moment to ask, “But, this will pass right?”
Dabi cocked his head, “Only if you do something to relieve it”
“Oh God”, you muttered.
“Dabi, let her go. Please”, Hawks’ had crossed into begging, but even so Dabi shook his head.
“Even if I did, she’d need help”
The implications of that statement sent a bolt of arousal straight through you.
You tried to keep your voice even as you asked “What do you mean?”
“I mean, even if I let you touch yourself right now the stimulation wouldn’t be enough. You need someone else”
Jesus, but his words made you light headed with desire.
Dabi’s lip curled at your expression “Oh sorry, did that turn you on?”
“You bastard”, Hawks said, anger shaking his voice.
“It’s not my fault that you put your quirkless girlfriend in harm’s way, hero”, Dabi said.
“What happens if I don’t...get taken care of?” you asked.
“You could have severe nerve damage”, Dabi said bluntly.
This couldn’t be happening. How had the day started laughing over some coffee with Hawks and ended like this? It was enough to make you re think befriending heroes.
“Let me do it”, Hawks said. Your thighs involuntarily clenched at his words. Did that mean what you thought it meant?
“Hawks, you mean-”, you started. But, he cut you off.
“I’ll help you”, he said.
His golden eyes fixed on you, the intention and determination in them permeating you. He wanted you. Images of Hawks and you flooded your brain. You, pressing a deep kiss to his lips. Him, fondling your breasts. Him, between your legs, his cock entering you slowly. You, moaning his name. Hawks seemed to see these thoughts play out across your face. He breathed out your name with near reverence, and you shuffled yourself closer to him, ropes be damned. But, Dabi's voice cut through your fantasy.
“That seems too much like a reward to me”, he said.
“What?”, you said.
“I’m here to punish Hawks, remember? I can’t have him fucking a beautiful woman on my watch”
You tried to ignore the butterflies that flitted through your stomach at Dabi’s casual compliment.
“She needs help”, Hawks said, his voice tight, “Don’t punish her on my account”
“I don’t plan on it”, Dabi said. He stretched his arms above his head with the pretense of relaxation, but his eyes were sharp with mischief.
“What do you mean?”, you asked, even though your body seemed to be quicker on the uptake than your brain was. Your pussy throbbed insistently as you watched Dabi, awaiting his answer.
“I’m happy to help her out. If she asks nicely”, Dabi said with a grin.
“You’re a sicko”, Hawks said “Of course you’re happy to take advantage of her”
“Whatever gives you the moral high ground, bird brain” Dabi pinned you under his gaze.
You had been trying to get your breathing under control, but it was impossible now. He tilted his head as his eyes roved over your body. They lingered on your breasts and the hem of your shorts, and you involuntarily gave a shudder.
“Well, are you going to ask me?” he said. His voice was low with the promise of something dark and pleasurable. You traced his tall form with your eyes. You thought about how it would feel to press yourself against him, to feel him grip your tender skin, and to come undone around him. You decided.
“Will you help me?”
He crouched in front of you again and his closeness exhilarated you. His bright eyes shined with excitement.
“Yes”, he said. He made quick work of the ropes holding you captive. When they released and you felt the air on your newly exposed skin, you gave a sigh of pleasure. Dabi smirked.
“See, I’m already making you feel better”, he crowed.
Hawks was struggling against the ropes that held his hands and wings captive.
“Let her go, Dabi!”, he said.
His eyes were frantic with panic as he watched Dabi loom over you. But, you could barely hear him. The newfound freedom from the ropes had only amplified your arousal. You weren’t interested in arguing about the wrongs and rights of this situation.
“I need these off”, you gasped. You reached for the hem of your shirt, but Dabi stopped you.
“Let me”, he said.
He pulled you to your feet before spinning you so that your back was flush against him. The firmness of his chest was inviting, its pressure against your overwrought body promised the pressure that you craved. His roughened fingers slid under the hem of your shirt, brushing your soft belly. You sighed, and leaned back into him, inviting further ministrations. Dabi gave a low laugh.
“I want you to watch this, Hawks”, he said cruelly.
With quick movements, he pulled your shirt off, followed by your shorts leaving you in your bra and underwear. Embarrassment crept in slightly as you looked at Hawks, expecting to see him watching your disrobing with horror. But, to your surprise, your friend’s eyes were heavily lidded and unabashedly drinking in your form.
“Oh, he likes watching me strip you”, Dabi said. His hands traveled up your torso, setting the skin in their wake alight.
“That’s not true”, Hawks said, weakly.
Dabi’s hands moved to your back, undoing the clasps of your bra. He slid it away slowly, leaving your breasts exposed to Hawks. His hands came around to cup them and he slid his fingers over your tender nipples, pulling a moan from your throat. Hawks turned his head away, a flush pinkening his cheeks. At Hawks’ look of shame, Dabi gave a scoff. He reached for the hem of your underwear and yanked them down.
“Look at her”, Dabi said.
His voice was rough but quiet, imbued with authority. Even Hawks couldn’t resist it. He turned his eyes back to you, fixing them on your pussy, now fully displayed to him. His breathing was uneven, and his eyes were glazed with desire.
“Liar”, Dabi said, as he reached down to cup your mound possessively. You gave a small cry at the contact and tilted your hips into his hand. He squeezed lightly and you covered his hand with yours, pressing down, seeking more. You burned with the need to be consumed completely by him, to have him hold all parts of you, to be claimed. Your act of desperation made Dabi groan. He turned your head back toward him, capturing your lips with his. He squeezed your pussy again, eliciting a moan from you. Dabi took the opening to slide his tongue against yours, greedily probing your mouth. He slid his middle finger between your folds, collecting the arousal you had accumulated. He stilled on your clit and rubbed gently drawing cries of pleasure from you.
“Do you see how badly she wants to be fucked?”, Dabi said to Hawks, once he finally pulled away from your mouth.
You looked at your friend as Dabi worked your pussy relentlessly. God help you, but you loved being spread open and exhibited to him. That he was watching you shamelessly be pleasured, unable to hide his own reaction. Dabi kissed your neck languidly as he worked your clit, and used his other hand to tease your nipples. The warmth of his body and the sharp pleasure of his ministrations were almost too much for your frayed nerves to handle. But at the same time you needed more. You wanted his weight on you, to be filled. And you wanted Hawks’ eyes to stay on you the whole time.
Then, Dabi slipped his finger inside of you. You whimpered and bucked your hips instinctively, seeking to bring him further in.
“That’s a good girl”, Dabi cooed into your ear.
The praise made you even wetter, if that was possible. Your thighs were slick with your arousal. Dabi slipped another finger into you and curled them, hitting a spot inside of you that made you see stars. You cried out. Encouraged, he increased his pace. He pressed the heel of his palm against your clit and thrust his fingers inside of you over and over. The intense combination made you a desperate mess. A babble of pleas and moans fell from your lips as you rocked yourself against Dabi’s unrelenting hand. His muttered sweet nonsense against your ear, bathing your neck in his hot breath. You locked eyes with Hawks. The slack jawed desire on his face was what finally sent you over the edge.
You came with a shout, clenching yourself around Dabi’s fingers. You were astounded by the strength of your climax. Your thighs shook as a wave of pleasure flooded you. Dabi pressed down once more on your clit and the sweetness of it nearly felled you. When it finally subsided you were shuddering and Dabi had to hold you against his chest as you collected yourself. He turned you to face him and kissed you deeply. Then, he started shedding his clothes.
“What are you doing?”, Hawks asked. His voice was drowsy, as if he had just woken from a dream, “You can stop, she’s fine now”
“Yes, but I’m not”, Dabi said.
You watched with mouth watering anticipation as his cock bounced free from the confines of his underwear. At its base was springy dark hair that you pictured pressing your pussy flush against by sliding down onto him. Dabi saw you looking. He slid his hand along his shaft and grinned at you.
“Like what you see?” he teased.
“Yes”, you said, breathless with anticipation.
“Good. This time I want you looking at me. Come here”, he said.
You hardly needed the instruction. You stepped toward him and captured his lips in a kiss, bringing your shaking hands to his firm chest. Dabi slid one hand up to grip your hair while his other wrapped firmly around your waist to pull you flush against him. He lowered you to the cot, right next to where Hawks sat still tied up and kneeled in front of you. He only broke off the kiss to sit back on his haunches, looking down to admire you spread open for him. You placed your hands on the rough surface of the cot, bracing yourself as you brought your hips up to rub your pussy against Dabi impatiently
“Such an eager girl. Is it this cock you want?”, Dabi asked.
“Yes”, you moaned.
“Do you hear that, Hawks?”, Dabi asked.
“Yes”, Hawks said quietly.
“You’re going to watch me fuck her”
Yes, yes yes.
“Does that turn you on?”, Dabi continued.
Hawks shook his head, though the tent in the front of his pants betrayed him. Dabi grinned at him wickedly.
“I think it does. And I want to see how worked up you are”
Dabi reached for the front of Hawk’s pants, unzipping them. With a tug at the hem of his underwear, his erection sprung out. Dabi hummed and gave it a few gentle strokes.
“Very nice, bird boy” he said. Hawks moaned and jutted his hips up, seeking more contact with Dabi’s hand. He was still tied up, making the movement look frantic. It was unbelievably hot.
“Hawks”, you said breathily.
It had just slipped out. Dabi delivered a short slap to your pussy causing you to whimper.
“That’s the wrong name to be saying right now”, he warned.
“I-” you started, but were cut off by another slap.
“Fuck!”, you moaned, “I’m sorry, Dabi!”
Dabi slid his cock between your folds, rubbing back and forth lightly. It was just enough pressure to tease without offering any release.
“Say it again”, he said, roughly.
“Dabi!”
He gripped your chin, tilting your head up so that your eyes met. His eyes pierced you with ferocious hunger, as if he could consume you by sheer force of will. And you wanted nothing else.
“Tell me what you want”, he said.
“I want you to take me”, you said, your voice close to a sob.
Dabi settled between your legs and, without preamble, entered you slowly. Even as wet as you were, you could feel every inch of his cock stretching you open. You widened your legs to accommodate, and wrapped them around Dabi’s slim torso.
“Ohhhh”, you gasped.
“That’s it”, Dabi groaned, “take me just like that”
This was your favorite part. Your aching for fullness being realized and watching him be the one to fill you. You looked between your legs where Dabi’s cock had entered you and the sight stirred even more arousal in you. Dabi seemed to know what you were thinking, as he himself seemed to be drinking in the image of himself buried in you. He gave you exactly two lazy thrusts before he began to move in earnest. He knew exactly how to tilt his pelvis in a way that made him scrape that sensitive spot on the top wall of your vagina. The pressure from each of his movements made you whimper and you couldn’t help but rock your pelvis up to meet his thrusts, creating the lewd sound of skin meeting skin. You felt wanton like this. Powerful. Like nothing was more important or meaningful than being fucked mercilessly by Dabi. The feeling was made stronger knowing Hawks was watching you do it.
“Such a good girl” Dabi crooned, “You take my cock so well, don’t you?”
You sighed out your agreeance as you met another of his thrusts.
“Do you like being fucked in front of your friend?”, Dabi said.
His voice increased in pitch and was almost feverish now. You met his eyes and saw the intensity again. The look in them that usually promised chaos and destruction. But now, all of his energy was focused on you. Foolishly, you adored it. All you could do was feed the fire.
“Yes!”, you admitted.
“Look at him, then”
You did as you were bid. Hawks’ flushed face was fixed on you, eating up the sight of you spread open, taking Dabi’s cock. What a sight you must have made to him with your tits bouncing and your face contorted with pleasure. Your pussy was so wet he could certainly hear it with each plunge of Dabi's cock.
“Tell him how much you like him watching you get fucked”, Dabi growled.
“Hawks”, you said with a whine to your voice, “I like you watching me get fucked”
“Fuck”, Hawks moaned.
He was thrusting fruitlessly against the ropes now, his cock bouncing with the effort. The movement drew Dabi’s attention, who watched him as he continued pounding into you.
“Shit, Hawks”, he groaned.
Without warning he pulled himself out and flipped you over, bracing you on all fours. You faced Hawks now with Dabi prodding at your entrance from behind. You arched your back invitingly, and he slipped in. His frame was large enough that he could brace his arms on either side of yours, his front brushing against your back. The angle let him sink even deeper into you than before, and you let out a throaty moan at the feeling.
“Oh God, Dabi”, you said.
“Why don’t you put that mouth to use on Hawks there?” Dabi said against your ear, sending shivers down your spine.
You looked at Hawks, searching for permission.
“God, yes”, he whispered.
You gently gripped his cock and and licked up the shaft, pausing at the top to tongue the slit there. Hawks made a noise you had never heard from him before. It was half choke, half whimper, and wholly sexy. You continued working him with your mouth and hand, pausing only to tease his sack with your tongue. Hawks desperately thrust his hips upward, seeking release in your warm mouth. But, you were careful to take it slow. The moans slipping from Hawks’ mouth were too tantalizing to bring this to a quick conclusion. You wanted to torture him with sensation, to hear him beg you to let him come.
“That’s it”, Dabi said lowly, his eyes fixed on Hawks.
He started thrusting slowly into you again making you moan at the base of Hawk’s shaft, sending vibrations through him.
“Tell me how good that feels, Hawks”, Dabi said.
The flush on Hawks’ cheeks grew brighter as he looked at Dabi.
“It feels so good”, he said.
“Mmhmm, you look so perfect when you’re desperate to come”
Dabi’s words to Hawks made your head spin. Then he once again found that sweet spot in you and struck it over and over again. You lifted your head from Hawks’ cock to cry out. Dabi slipped a hand around your front, pressing his hand against your clit. All at once, the tension in you snapped and you were sent tumbling over the edge. The exquisite sensation of it took you by force and you briefly lost control of your body as you came. You might have screamed Dabi's name, or maybe Hawks', but all that you were aware of was the acute pleasure of your walls clenching around Dabi.
The sight of you quivering on Dabi’s cock as your orgasm hit you undid Hawks. He came with a strangled cry, emptying his seed all over your face and chest.
“Oh fuck, you two”, Dabi groaned.
His thrusts increased to a frenzy as he sought his release in your pussy.
“Fuckkkkk”, he moaned.
You felt him pulse as he finished, the warmth of him filling you up. His pace slowed, but didn’t immediately cease. He made sure to fuck his cum into you, not content to let you lose a drop. When he did finally pull out, he leaned forward to press a kiss to your shoulder.
“That was incredible”, you murmured.
Dabi hummed his agreement. He reached for the towel you had brought in advance of this afternoon’s role play, and gently wiped Hawks’ cum from your body. Then he wrapped his discarded coat around your shoulders. This was one of the things you loved about him, his ability to be gentle. It wasn’t always (almost never) apparent to others, but it was to you.
“Can someone PLEASE get me out of these ropes?”, Hawks said.
With a flick of his wrist, Dabi burned the ropes to ashes.
“You’re getting more accurate with that”, Hawks sighed as he stretched his wings out.
“We're all getting better. I’ve never seen you finish hands free before”, Dabi said.
“Can you blame me?”, Hawks winked. He leaned forward to capture Dabi’s lips with his own.
“Next time, I say it’s your turn to be tied up”, he said, once he has pulled away “And you!”
This was directed to you.
“Yes, Hawks?” you said with a laugh.
He crooked a finger at you and obligingly leaned toward him. He pressed a kiss to your lips.
“You’re quite the little actress”
“I have a great audience”, you replied.
“Mmmhmm”, Hawks said, stroking your cheek gently.
“Lean back” Dabi said, “I want to see the mess I made”
Obligingly, you sat back and spread your legs revealing your pussy, swollen from the attention it had received. A bit of Dabi’s seed trickled out of you.
Dabi and Hawks regarded it with admiration.
“Perfect”, Dabi purred.
“I agree with Hawks, next time I want you tied up and at our mercy”, you told him.
Dabi raised a brow, “We’ll see. I’m not sure the number two hero has it in him to convincingly play a villain”
Hawks rolled his eyes, “Being a villain is not as mysterious and complicated you make it sound”
“Keep telling yourself that, bird brain”
The men you loved devolved into friendly bickering as you looked on with amusement. Your body was sated, your heart full. This was truly a good day.