Dabi and you were supposed to be enemies in a world where heroes and villains clashed. Yet, somewhere along the way, the lines blurred, and you two became more than just friends, something more intimate.

Dabi's smirk played on her lips as she held you in her arms, towering over you.

"Shouldn't you hate me?" She covering your neck with a combination of kisses and playful bites.

"Heroes are nothing but pathetic." Dabi's grip on your waist tightened.

"I guess I'll make an exception for you."

She sighed deeply, the two of you were resting on an old bed in the middle of an abandoned warehouse. Really the only place the two of you could meet each other.

Dabi's hand goes to your inner thigh and rubs you gently.