The sun was rising just yet. you rolled over on your back, your whole body was aching. You tried to catch your breath as Dabi pulled on his boxer and sat on the edge of the bed. He had just fucked you hard and lit up a cigarette like you weren't even there. His back was turned to you, it was covered with your scratch marks.

That man had strange kinks, which you can't help but enjoy. You had his hand mark on your neck cause of the way he choked you, it will probably be fine in a day or two. You had his hickeys and burn marks all over your body. His quirk was getting out of hand when he was having pleasure, that was for sure.

You guys weren't dating or anything. He would just took you to his place hang out and fuck. He'd come over in the middle of the night to crash without a call. It was just Dabi being Dabi. That nonchalant bastard.