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As it's New Years Eve, the League decides to throw a party on the roof of the PLF's main office building with anyone who can fit really, and you're excited to let loose after the shitshow that was the past year.
Though, the combined blessing and curse that are Dabi and Tomura dressed up is getting to you.
Dabi is decked out in a low cut, sleeveless shirt, tight jeans that hug his thighs, his boots, and rings adorning slender fingers, nails painted a sleek black; his dark hair toussled in that messy, sexy way it usually is.
Tomura is in an snug black dress shirt hugging his muscles in all the right places, the two top buttons undone like a whore, dark jeans equally tight, and his long, white hair loose, artfully framing his face.
It doesn't help that you can't exactly escape the tantilizing sight of them, because Dabi and Tomura have both always been a bit clingy and protective of you, so of course they're circling you like sharks, warding off any of the other villains in the hidden club from approaching you.
But you're here to have fun dammit, though of course none of you are drinking heavily; that can always be done in the safety of the League's private villa. So you decide the dancefloor and limited champagne are your friends tonight.
The flashing lights, the boom of the music loud enough to vibrate your bones, the press of bodies; it's all just enough. You dance and, feeling your little shadows' gazes on you, decide that you want to put on a little show for them if they want to look at you all night.
Your eyes lock on burning azure as Dabi watches you move, and he steps toward you. Heated hands find your hips, pulling you into him, and his body is hot, too hot among the already sweltering press of the other bodies around you, as you move with the music.
His eyes almost glow in the dim lighting, the flash of colours from the club's lights reflecting off his staples and piercings mesmerizingly, and you feel your pulse thrumming under your skin.
When Dabi spins you around, hands tight on your hips, pulling your back flush to his chest, you grin as you move against him; the press of his hot body feels so good.
You can feel Dabi's cock pressing, half hard, against your ass, the grind of him making a gasping moan crawl up the back of your throat, as you immediately reach back to wrap a hand around his neck and pull him closer. You shiver when he leans down, hot breath against your neck, as he murmurs, "You're fucking gorgeous, doll." and your eyes flutter shut, as you move together. Mismatched lips press to your skin, just under your ear. "We saw how you were looking at us, baby."
We?
His amused chuckle draws you to open your eyes, seeing Tomura in front of you, and your breath hitches. "Mind if I join?" his eyes are smoldering on you and your heart stutters.
In lieu of answering, you use your free hand to drag him in by his belt with a grin, before draping it over his shoulder, pulling him close, sandwiching yourself in between them, his hands moving to your waist.
You throw your head back as your hips sway, their hands roaming and groping at you and you love it.
Dabi noses at your neck, warm breath hitting your skin, before a hot, pierced tongue laves at it, while Tomura's rough lips graze the junction of your throat, kissing and nipping at the skin, and you laugh breathily.
Your shoes give you the perfect height,
feeling how hard they're getting for you, pressing against your ass and right up against your core.
When you feel Dabi's heated hand slide up your torso to cup your breast, and Tomura's cool hand slide up your leg, under the hem of your skimpy dress, curling around your thigh, you bite your lip as arousal curls low in your stomach.
"TEN!"
You startle as you're interupted by the loud countdown from the surrounding crowd, having lost track of the time.
"NINE!"
Dabi's husky chuckle in your ear makes your knees weak.
"EIGHT!"
Tomura presses a wet kiss to the base of your throat.
"SEVEN!"
Dabi's hands glide up and down your sides, hot and firm through the fabric of your dress.
"SIX!"
Tomura's fingers tighten around your thigh, nails biting into the soft flesh.
"FIVE!"
You whimper at the feel of them so close.
"FOUR!"
Dabi licks a hot stripe up the side of your neck, smiling into your skin.
"THREE!"
Tomura pulls back, ruby eyes locked onto you.
"TWO!"
Tomura cups your face, making your eyes flutter open just in time to see that hungry look in his eyes.
"ONE!"
You're pulled in for a biting kiss, laughing breathlessly into it as everyone screams around you.
"HAPPY NEW YEAR!!"
You pull back panting, the booms of fireworks going off around you, but you can't bring yourself to care much about them other than the way the light of them reflects off of the two men in front of you, when before you can fully catch your breath, Dabi grabs a handful of your hair and kisses you hard and deep.
He pulls back with a grin, and in the light of the fireworks dancing along his staples and eyes, he's gorgeous.
"Let's get out of here, hm?", his voice is heated and low, pulsing straight down to your core.
You bite your lip and nod in agreement, desperate to feel them.
They lead you out of the crowd to one of the cars waiting outside, and you all pile in. The others can go back together in the other one.
The car barely drives off, but Dabi quickly closes the privacy window and already has your cheeks cupped in his hands, pulling you in for a searing kiss, while Tomura's dangerous hands drag up your thigh, to your core and you spread your legs for him. You moan into Dabi's mouth when you feel Tomura's fingers brush against your clothed clit as he sucks pretty bruises into your skin.
You pant as Dabi pulls away to kiss down your jaw as he palms at your breasts, your hands trailing up their thighs to rub at their straining bulges.
They kiss and grope you all the way back, and when you finally arrive back at the villa, they waste no time in pulling you inside.
You somehow make it to Tomura's room with minimal encounters with others, and you're trembling with need.
Tomura only barely locks the door behind himself before you're pulling him in for a kiss, licking into his mouth, tasting him and the sweet champagne his tongue while you unbotton his shirt, as you feel Dabi unzip and peel off your dress, stripping you for them, while mouthing at your nape.
You pull away from the kiss, Tomura's mouth immediately latching onto the junction between your neck and shoulder, simply wanting to be touching you at all times, and you turn to capture Dabi's lips with your own again as you unbuckle his belt and he laughs into the kiss, unhooking your bra and slipping it off
Now in just your panties and the gold glitter sticking to your skin, you sink to your knees between them, running your hands down their torsos as you go. You nuzzle into Tomura's clothed erection, your hand rubbing at Dabi's, as you look up at them through your lashes.
You mouth at Tomura's bulge as you pull Dabi's cock out of its confines, before immediately licking a wet stripe up the shaft and sucking at the head, moaning at the taste and relishing in his hiss of pleasure and the slight sting of your scalp where his hand tangles in your hair, even as you unbutton Tomura's pants to take him out.
You switch your mouth to Tomura's length, running your tongue along him, as you slowly pump Dabi's.
Their eyes are hot and hungry on you, pupils dilated to just rings of crimson and cerulean around them.
You pull your mouth away, each hand on a cock, and smile up at them, because you're finally getting what you've been craving, as you admire what you're working with.
They're both mouth-wateringly big, though Dabi's is slightly longer, and deliciously curved, Tomura's is thicker.
Shuddering in anticipation at the thought of them inside you, filling you up, you press a filthy kiss to each of their tips, watching as a dark smirk spreads across Dabi's face, so wide it pulls at his staples.
"Look at our perfect lil cock slut, Mura. Ain't she a doll?"
And oh fuck yes, you're their slut; always have been, even if they didn't know it till now.
They must see the smug happiness at being called their slut on your face, because Tomura breathes a laugh as he runs his hands along your hair, "Is that right baby? You're our perfect little slut?" His tone is amused, mocking and condescending, and you can't help the jolt of heat that goes through you at that; at the look in his eyes.
"Mhm," you hum, suckling at the tip of Dabi's cock as your eyes are locked with Tomura's.
Dabi grips your throat in a heated hand, pulling you off with a wet pop, guiding you to stand, and you grin as you comply.
You bounce as he throws you onto the bed, before crawling backwards on your elbows to get comfortable while keeping them in sight.
And what a sight it is.
Dabi and Tomura truly are villains, predators, and you're their beautiful, willing prey. You feel hunted as they stalk towards the bed, and you just spread your legs invitingly.
They crawl up the length of your body, Dabi on your left, Tomura on your right. Dabi captures your lips with his and Tomura's mouth latches onto a pert nipple; their hands wandering the expanse of your body, groping and fondling where ever they can, and your chest heaves with want as they touch you everywhere but where you need them most, teasing you, torturing you.
You whine and moan at their attention, your hands languidly pumping their lengths as their hands and mouths lavish you with sweet bliss.
Squirming, you whimper breathlessly, "Touch me, please touch me."
Dabi unlatches his hot mouth from your nipple, smirking, "But we are touching you, baby."
Oh, he thinks he's funny!
"You know what I mean!" You whine, pouting down at him.
They chuckle, sharing an amused look, as Tomura kisses up your neck,
"Well, you gotta be more specific, dolly. Where do you want us to touch you, hm?" Dabi says teasingly, rolling a nipple between his fingers.
You burn with the embarrassment of it, even as a fresh wave of arousal washes over you at the mix of their mocking and touches.
"Please, please touch my pussy." You breathe, flushed.
Dabi grins, wolfish and wide. "See, Baby? That wasn't so hard, hm?"
Tugging your soaked panties to the side, two hot fingers sink into your wet heat, and you moan long and low at the sweet stretch as they curl inside you.
Tomura swallows your noises, licking the air from your lungs, while Dabi's teeth drag over the side of your neck, leaving his own stinging mark as his fingers pump inside you, fucking and stretching you.
He pulls them out, looking at your sticky juices, before wrapping his lips around his fingers, tasting you on them.
Eyes rolling shut, he groans, "Fuck, you taste good. C'mere."
He kisses you hard and hot before trailing open mouth kisses down the length of your body, until his face is between your legs.
Wasting no time, he tears off the flimsy fabric, and you moan long and low when he licks a fat stripe up through your folds. His tongue circles your clit before dipping in, fucking you on it. He eats you out like it's his job, moaning into you as he grips at your thighs.
Tomura swallows your noises, licking into your mouth as he gropes at your breasts, pinching and pulling at your tender nipples, before sitting up to kneel beside your head. You look up at him blearily as he taps the head of his dick to your lips.
You open up for him easily, looking up at him with teary eyes as he gently sinks into your mouth, his pale skin flushed a pretty pink as he pants, biting his lip as he watches you with rapt attention.
Panting, you run your tongue along him, suckling on his tip, moaning around him when Dabi sucks on your clit.
You feel him twitch in your mouth, before he holds your head steady and fucks himself into your throat, pumping into the sloppy, wet heat and cums with your lips wrapped around just his tip, filling your mouth with his warm cum; some spilling out the sides, running down your cheek and neck.
The sounds, the feeling of Dabi's sinful mouth on you, the thought of Tomura cumming because of you, inside your mouth, and his taste, are all too much, and you cum around Dabi's tongue with a gargled moan as you try to swallow Tomura's cum.
You pant as you come down from your high, and Dabi pulls away from your twitching cunt, leaning up to hover over you before swooping down, licking up Tomura's cum from your throat before kissing you; your and Dabi's lidded eyes trained on Tomura as he licks his taste out of your mouth.
Tomura tangles his fingers in Dabi's dark hair in a firm grip and pulls him up by it, to slot their mouths together.
Your breath hitches when they kiss, sharing your and Tomura's juices, their eyes slipping shut as they smile and moan into the kiss, and you can't help the moan that crawls up your throat and the heat that shoots through you at the sight.
God, they're so fucking hot.
They pull away from each other and Tomura slides in behind you, pulling you up into a blistering kiss.
Dabi's eyes go hot on you both as he watches Tomura kiss you stupid, and he nudges your legs apart again to slot himself there like it's where he belongs, kneeling between them, rough hands sliding up your thighs, your hips, your chest, expression so hot it almost hurt to see; the brush of his cock tantalizing as he settles between your thighs, pressing you back into Tomura,
Tomura nuzzles your throat, pressing lazy, aimless kisses wherever his mouth happens to land, one hand stroking your arm and the other settling in the curve of your waist, thumb tracing your hip. There's such reverance in his touch, and you let your head fall back to Tomura's shoulder with a breathy sigh.
The way Dabi looks at you though, oh, your very blood is alight. All scorching want, heavy and intent, eyes sharp with arousal. You're so wet you're dripping and you've waited long enough, your skin prickling with need.
Dabi kisses you, rough and sharp, with the stinging bite of teeth as strong, heated hands grip your thighs and spread your legs wide.
The hot, perfect press of Dabi's cock filling you is better than you could have ever imagined. You throw your head back, distantly aware of Tomura murmuring praise in your ear, the slide of an arm around your chest that you clutch to for dear life as Dabi fills you. It's so slow and so good, feeling every inch, every pulsing vein; each gasping breath ending on a soft, needy moan. After far too long, Dabi bottoms out, and you writhe against him mindlessly, trying to urge him to move, but he just settles there, seated inside you.
Tomura's hand slides up your throat, catching your jaw in a gentle grip and tilting your face toward him, pressing a soft kiss to your lips that makes you moan into him and clench around the hot cock so deliciously deep inside you.
It's heaven.
It's torture.
Tomura pulls away to press his cheek to yours to settle his scarlet gaze on Dabi. "Give her what she wants, Dabi. I want to watch you fuck her." Tomura's voice is husky and rough in the low murmur, and you grip at his forearms as you peer up at Dabi pleadingly.
Dabi doesn't need to be told twice.
He pulls out, slowly, the look on Tomura's face rapt as he watches Dabi's cock slide out, slick with the evidence of your arousal; just the head still inside.
"Make her feel good," Tomura commands, crimson gaze flicking up to Dabi's face before reaching a hand up to pull him down for a kiss, wet and sloppy. He pulls back and whispers against Dabi's mouth, "Make her scream."
Dabi's eyes are lust hazed and blown as he breathes, voice airy, "You got it, boss."
The first thrust slams you into Tomura hard enough to drive the whole bed against the wall with a sharp crack, and your breath catches in your throat in a gasping moan. Tomura clutches at you with a breathy curse, and that's the last coherent thought you have as Dabi sets a brutal pace, fucking you so hard and so good that it sends the bed slamming against the wall with every thrust and all you could do is take it, moaning and babbling; pleasure building in sharp, intense waves that threaten to drown you, all while Tomura's hands play with your breasts as they see fit.
It isn't long before Dabi's pace begins to grow erratic, and you feel Tomura's hand on your jaw again, tilting your head, baring your throat, for him to hold you in place to swallow your cries of pleasure with a kiss as he slides his other hand down between your legs, pressing two fingers to your clit, all while he watches Dabi fuck you, eyes lidded and gaze dark.
The combined feeling of Tomura's fingers on your clit, his dick hard, pulsing and dripping against you, and Dabi's hot cock pumping into you, hands tight around your thighs, tip you over the edge, and you cum hard and fast with a cry against Tomura's lips, body shaking with the force of it; tears running down your cheeks.
You feel Dabi's cock twitch inside you and in that moment, you want nothing more than for him to fill you up with his cum. You clench around him, pussy spasming.
Dabi's hips stutter, the grip on your thigh tightens bruisingly, and he grasps your chin, ducking to kiss you, swift and hard, and you get what you want.
The hot flood of cum painting your walls makes you let out a broken moan as you roll your hips, trying to milk every last drop out of him.
You're floating, only distantly aware of Dabi grinding his cum into you; the thought of filling you up giving him a sense of smug satisfaction as he marks you from the inside.
He slows his hips to a stop with a sigh before slipping his softening dick out, a satisfied smile on his face as he looks at you, fucked out and dripping: his grip on your thighs loosening but not letting go, and oh, you definitely have pretty bruises there.
Your chest heaves, the buzz of your orgasm still under your skin as you feel his cum dripping out of your sloppy cunt. The hot pulse of Tomura's cock against your back has you humming a moan as you lean further back into him as you slide your hands back to cup the back of his neck and you drag your fingers across your lower stomach languidly, right where Dabi filled you up; basking in the glow.
Tomura breathes a hot laugh into the side of your neck where he presses a kiss before licking the tear track up your cheek to your ear, while sliding a hand down to your sloppy hole, dipping in. "My turn, baby.", he whispers, low and dark. It's a threat and a promise and you shudder, clenching around his fingers in anticipation, breathing out a, "Please."
He hums a pleased little sound, gaze flicking up to Dabi, who's eyes are locked on where Tomura's fingers are slowly fucking his cum back into you, then down to his twitching cock, already getting hard again. "Mm, how about you clean up Dabi while I fuck you, Sweetheart?"
And you can't help but moan like the sweet little whore you are at that, pussy gushing and twitching around his fingers as you nod; Dabi's gaze snapping up to lock on yours, a devilish grin spreading across his face at your wanton expression.
Chuckling, Tomura curls his fingers inside you, murmuring, "Good girl.", before slipping them out with a filthy squelch.
And oh, you absolutely want to be a good girl for them.
Tomura brings his cum soaked fingers to his mouth, sucking them clean, humming around them at your mixed taste, to which Dabi's cock immediately hardens fully as he groans, before muttering, "On your knees for me, baby." They both help maneuver you to sit up before pushing you forward and down; ass up while you lean on your elbows, back arched and legs spread wide for Tomura.
He teases your hole with his tip, sliding his shaft along your folds, coating his cock with your slick, before shoving in all at once; his fat cock splitting you open even further.
You moan breathily at the mindnumbing stretch, drooling as he grinds into you with a deep groan, his head thrown back, eyes shut as he savours the feel of your sloppy cunt, somehow still so fucking tight, even as you gush around him, his grip tight on your hips to hold you in place for him.
Dabi stands at the foot of the bed infront of you, gripping your hair, pulling you up, and tapping his sticky tip to your parted lips. "C'mon baby, you gotta clean me up, yeah?"
"Uh huh", is all the answer your numb mind can manage as you eagerly open your mouth wide to welcome his cock, lolling out your tongue like the filthy slut you are.
Dabi lets out a hiss of pleasure as you run your tongue along his sensitive dick, groaning, "Shit, that's it baby. Good girl."
You moan against him at the praise, pussy tightening around Tomura.
Tomura fucks you slow and deep from behind, grip bruisingly tight on your hips, as you slurp and slobber on Dabi's cock, licking and sucking him clean, moaning; drunk on your and Dabi's combined taste on your tongue and the feel of Tomura fucking you so good.
And when you're done, fresh precum and your spit the only things left coating his cock, Dabi uses his grip in your hair as leverage, pulling your head back, your back arching sinfully.
"Stick out your tongue f'me." His voice is lava itself, and you blearily look up at him, obeying immediately, your jaw dropping open, tongue sticking out.
And he grins, sharp and vicious, leaning in and spitting into your open mouth, before immediately shoving himself down your throat. Tomura speeds up his thrusts, slamming you forward to choke on Dabi's dick even more when you clench around him, and all you can do is moan and gag, drooling and crying around them, eyes rolling shut as they use you as they please, because you're completely at their mercy, and it does nothing but turn you on even more.
"Hah, look at you. Fuckin' gorgeous, aren't you, Doll?", Dabi groans, fucking your throat at a deep, steady pace. Noticing your closed eyes, he pulls out, squatting down to your eye level and grabs your throat with a too warm hand.
Tapping your cheek, he hums,
"Open those pretty eyes f'me, baby."
Moaning weakly around small coughs, drool slipping down your chin, you obey, eyes fluttering open to look at him. He grins, tightening his grip momentarily as he mutters, "Good girl.", before releasing you, standing back up, and feeding you his cock once again to continue at his previous pace like nothing happened.
"Eyes on me, Dolly."
You moan around him, pretty, glossy eyes looking up at him like he's simultaneously God and the Devil, tears streaming down your cock stuffed cheeks as you choke around him.
At that sight, he, of course, picks up the pace of his thrusts. "Fuck, pretty little slut."
And you just moan whorishly as he uses your throat like a toy, fucking yourself back on Tomura's fat cock.
"Mm, you take us so well, baby.", Tomura groans, grinding into you. "Love our cocks don't you? Fuck, you feel so good. Such a good girl for us, good little slut for us." Tomura mutters, the string of filth falling from his lips in growls and grunts pushing you that bit closer to the edge, as he speeds up his thrusts again; the mess of Dabi's cum and your slick splattering and dripping down your quivering thighs every time he fills you up.
Your moans, the wet sounds of your weeping pussy being pounded into, the weight of his balls slapping against your sticky clit, and you slurping and gagging on Dabi's dick fill the room; the air thick and heavy with your combined arousal.
His grip on your right hip eases up as he moves it to grip at your asscheek, thumb spreading it obscenely.
Though you don't see him, grinning wolfishly, licking his teeth as he stares at the creamy ring around his cock spearing you, you feel his eyes hot on you.
You feel a glob of something cool land between the crack of your ass and oh fuck he just spit on your asshole.
The pure humiliation of being spit on, again, being spit on there, has you moaning and rolling your hips back against him harder.
You're so close, so fucking close.
You don't see the wide grins that take over their faces, but you hear it in Tomura's voice as he coos, mockingly, "Aww, you like that, baby? What about this?"
And then he presses a thumb to your asshole, pushing just the tip of his finger in, curling it; stretching your hole lewdly.
The added stretch, the sting of pain at it being just barely lubed, the feel of all of your holes being used and played with, is what sends you careening over the edge.
Your orgasm is near violent, in the way you spasm around them, screaming around Dabi's cock, body locking up; your vision going white as your eyes roll back, and all you can hear is your heartbeat and blood pumping.
And they just grin and fuck you through it.
Over and over, they fuck into your sensitive, limp body, at some point momentarily pulling out to flip you over onto your back, head over the edge of the bed, just to push back in.
Dabi admires the bulge and spasms of your throat, applying pressure to it as he fucks into your throat at a near brutal pace, the other hand groping at your bouncing tits, pinching at your nipples; the wet slap of his spit drenched balls against your nose and cheeks is depraved, your garbled moans heady.
Tomura has you right where you've always belonged; under him, with him holding your legs spread wide for him as he pistons into you mercilessly, eyes locked onto where his fat cock is bullying into your sloppy pussy, and all you can do is grip the sheets like a life line, like it's the only thing that's keeping you from floating off, and take it like a good girl.
"Fuuuck baby, keep moaning like that, and I'm gonna come down that pretty throat of yours."
Tomura chuckles, mocking, feeling your response to Dabi's words. "I think she'd love that, if the way her cunt just gripped me says anything."
Dabi laughs meanly, picking up his pace even more, harshly thrusting into your throat, taking satisfaction in the loud gluck gluck and choking noises that sound over their slapping skin.
Though, with you cumming like that around them, they couldn't last much longer, and they both soon cum with groaning curses and stuttering hips.
The feeling of the two cocks pumping you full of their thick seed from both ends almost at once has you not quite cumming again, but it's something close; something that sends a harsh shudder through you, as you simultaneously clench around Tomura's dick weakly and, when he eases back to allow you to breathe, languidly suckle on the tip of Dabi's cock for every last drop, even through the wet, garbled moans.
Even completely fucked out, your greedy body can't help but try to milk them for all you can; even as you struggle to breathe properly, even as the messy mix of drool and cum slide down your cheeks, dangerously close to drowning you in it.
And they both laugh breathlessly at that, amazed at what a sweet little slut they have, eventually groaning and hissing in sensitivity when it gets to be too much, your lazy attention overstimulating.
They slip out of your abused holes, gently maneuvering your legs and head back onto the bed; your messy hole leaking their cum with every breath.
Your chest heaves as you try to reorient yourself, the gentle caress to your cheek helping.
You blink up at them blearily, a dopey, debauched grin on your lips, and they smile and kiss you fondly; Dabi to your forehead, Tomura to your lips.
"There she is" Tomura murmurs affectionately, pressing a kiss to your cheek this time, licking your mess off of his lips.
"How're you feeling, baby?" Dabi's tone is gentle and sweet, while Tomura pets over your head, falling silent as he watches you intently, and looking up at them, you feel a blanket of warmth settling beneath your skin at that and the open care in their eyes.
"Mmm, good. So good." You hum, voice husky and ruined, pulling them in, pressing a kiss to Tomura's beauty mark on his chin and to Dabi's lips.
He sighs into the kiss, humming in acknowledgement, licking into your mouth, tasting himself on your tongue, before pulling back, lapping at the stray smear of cum on your cheek. You pout, trying to pull him back in, and he huffs a laugh, leaning back in to give you one last peck before pulling away fully. "We need to clean up, Dolly. I'll be right back."
You grumble a bit, but settle back, pulling Tomura in for another kiss, just a soft, slow press of lips.
That's of course not where it ends, because he of course makes his way down between your legs.
So when Dabi returns with waterbottles, some wash cloths and a bowl of warm water, he's met with the obscene sight of Tomura's face buried between your legs, eating the mix of his own cum and Dabi's out of your sensitive, sloppy cunt; your legs wrapped around his head as you moan breathlessly, gasping and keening, hands holding his hair back and up in a tight grip while he feasts.
It's gonna be a long, wonderful night, and a truly Happy New Year.