Are You Afraid Of The Dark?

he found you working in a run-down cafe in a worser part of the city, serving shitheads with your best smile to make enough to afford your crappy apartment a few blocks away. he watched for a while, expecting the childish feeling of a somewhat 'crush' to go away, but it persisted.

after getting you the fear of him, he practically forced you to go out with him, and despite your nerves and shy nature, he knows that you can see more than the scars and his villainous reputation.

one of the best parts for him was learning that you were a virgin. when you admitted it in his apartment, on his bed with navy sheets and a with warm face, dabi suddenly felt the responsibility of the world in his hands.

a cute girl like you being a virgin? he'd have to make sure he did this right.

which explains how he has you now, laying on your back on his bed with only you bra to over you. your legs tremble slightly where they lay on top of dabi's shoulders as he works his fingers into you.

"we're gonna go reeaalll slow doll." he says, voice soft with focus as his fingers curl up inside you. he grunts as he shuffles to position his cock to your pussy, before looking up at you.

"you ready?"

"i, i don't know."

"yeah you are. you're a big girl now, gotta learn to take cock. "

you brace yourself as his huge, pierced cock begins to push into you, stretching you out. you whine and roll your head back. dabi pauses an inch in, hooded eyes looking down at you.

"you okay down there? i'm not killing ya?"

"i-its, its fine."

"fine? my cock is more than fine, bunny."

you whimper as he pushes in a little more, and when he almost gets halfway in, it begins to thrust using the tip of his cock. he leans down and places his hands on either side of you as he does so, muscular body almost encasing you.

"d'you feel good?" he whisper.

"yeah."

Tags: @shalscumbunny

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pairing: yandere!nanami kento x fem!reader

tw: 18+ ONLY, MDNI, DARK CONTENT, noncon/dubcon, ddlg dynamics, use of daddy, implied kidnapping, implied stockholm syndrome, uh brat taming?, spanking, pet play as punishment, sexual content, derogatory language

a/n: this came from the most depraved corner of my brain. 😂 enjoy!

in another life, yandere!nanami kento thinks he might've been a good girl dad. he loves the process of waking you up in the morning, helping you brush your hair and teeth, picking out a cute little outfit for the day, making you breakfast.

at the kitchen table, while you swing your feet happily and eat your fruit cup (you're settling into captivity so nicely!), he writes out your daily chore list on the whiteboard attached to the fridge. it's simple stuff for the most part, just activities to keep your mind and body occupied while he's at work. things like making your shared bed, putting away the clean dishes, and completing a few pages in the university prep workbook he bought you. naturally, he would never dream of letting you leave him to go off to university, but you need to keep your mind sharp, sweetheart!

his favorite moments, though? when you misbehave. because those are the moments when he can indulge in his real fantasies, the ones that involve you naked and bent over his lap, begging him to stop spanking you, that you're sorry for ignoring him when he came home from work. he never listens and he's never truly satisfied until you're stuffed full of him and he's kissing your tears away while you promise you'll never be a brat again.

you're lying, of course. you're always looking for ways to act out. you love your daddy, but there's also the teeny tiny problem of how he kidnapped you in the first place. how rude! so you like to push his buttons a little bit. it drives him up the wall when you throw temper tantrums. they're usually harmless, like refusing to do your chores, wearing clothes deemed too "mature" for you, or staying up past your bedtime watching grown up movies. those infractions are easily corrected with a firm hand and a stern scolding. sometimes, though, your fits turn dark, more dangerous. sometimes, they even frighten your captor.

when you're really mad, you trash the house while he's gone. you tear wallpaper off the wall, shred the couch cushions, break all the dishes in the cabinets. it happens enough times that he has to install new security cameras throughout the house that alert him as soon as you're up to no good.

the punishments after your fits are nothing close to the spankings you get for being a brat. no, ungrateful bitches who destroy his house get locked up in a big kennel for hours on end. you're no longer allowed to wear clothes, or speak. you wear a collar every day and eat out of a dog bowl at his feet. if you're lucky, he might allow you to sleep in the bed next to him. most of the time, you're relegated to a plush dog bed on the floor with a light pink fleece blanket to cover you up.