Dabi Imagines

Brat Tamer

After the shower, Dabi applied lotion to you, did your hair and brushed it. He was being so gentle, something he was before all of this. Dabi always loved to help you after you showered, drying you off, applying lotion to you. Even brushing your hair for as long as you allowed him to. It felt nice, so nice for things to be almost normal again. You were ripped from your thoughts when you felt him begin to kiss your neck. You couldn't lie, that also felt nice. Having someone physically touch you again after being so long in that closet, but the pain in your stomach was hard to ignore. "Uhh, Dabi?" He hummed in response. "I-I, my stomach. It hurts." His movements froze, had you angered him? "It's, it's not that I don't want this. I do. But, it's been so long, so long since I've eaten." There was a pause for a while, then Dabi broke it with a laugh. "Of course. Sorry babe. Yeah, I have some stuff in the fridge. I'll get you some stuff. Wait here." Dabi then left the room. With Dabi gone, sleep was becoming appealing now. God, the bed felt so nice, but you were too hungry to actually enjoy the sleep.

Dabi came back with food, watching you eat. He smiled when you thanked him for the plate. After you were done, he got you some water as well. Once you were done he took both the cup and plate back into the kitchen. Only to come back and continue his attack on your neck and shoulders. The small moans that escaped your lips only urged him on. Soon his hands began an assault of their own. Roaming your body, groping and feeling as much of as possible. You wanted to enjoy it, you wanted to enjoy this seemingly romantic act, but the fear of being locked back in the closet was on your mind. "D-dabi. Are y-you going to, to lock me back up again?" His touches and kisses paused for a second, then Dabi burst out laughing. "Oh, dollface. I won't lock you back up unless you give me a reason to." Dabi planted a kiss on your lips, trying to deepen them. He was being so tender yet so demanding. You were breathless when he pulled away. "So, will you be good for me babe?" You nodded, wanting nothing more than to never go back there. Even if it meant giving in to your captors every want and desire.

He had pushed you on the bed. Leaving kisses all along your body, occasionally leaving dark marks on you. "So pretty." His actions were becoming more aggressive. "So pretty when you're not being a fucking brat." His hands found your throat, squeezing, cutting off your air supply. "So beautiful when you know your place." You began to see spots in your vision. You were going to pass out if he kept this up, but the fear of angering him if you tried to stop him, stopped you. Right when you felt like you were going to pass out, he released. You tried to catch your breath, coughing and gasping for air. Before you could even fully recover, Dabi fisted a chunk of your hair, pulling your head back, looking directly into his eyes. "You may think I'm a monster, but I'm not. I-I just love you. I couldn't let you go. To leave and never come back." "Dabi I-" You were cut off with Dabi yelling into your face and yanking on your hair harder. "No, don't bullshit me. You were going to leave. You were going to leave me. I just couldn't let you do that. You made me do this. If, if you just kept quiet, just stopped with that fucking school bullshit I wouldn't have had to do all of this." He leaned in, whispering in your ear. "Those people would still be alive if you just kept your mouth shut. If you were just a good little thing." You felt shivers running down your body, tears streaming down your cheeks. He was right, if you just picked up on Dabi's cues, he wouldn't have acted out and those people in your building would be alive. "Shh, shh, it's okay baby. Cause I forgive you for all of that. You were just being a brat, but now. Now you're ready to listen, right?" You nodded. "Good. Now, how about you let me have some fun and make you feel good. You were in there so long. Wouldn't want that to happen again." Dabi's hands roamed further down between your legs, finding your clit. All you could do was nod and moan his name. You knew he loved that, he loved hearing his name on your lips. Knowing the pleasure you were feeling was coming from him. Dabi began to kiss your neck, making his way down to your chest as his fingers still worked at you. No matter what he had done to you, he was still managing to make you feel good. No matter how much you wanted to revolt, your body was refusing. Instead, melting into his touch. Your mind was too scared of the closet to force you to speak. You were at his mercy now, completely at his will. And from his touches now, he was enjoying it. Sucking and marking your body. Bringing your body to orgasm over and over just with his fingers.

You were barely conscious, laying on the bed so tired. Dabi had pulled his fingers away, soaked in your juices. Only to raise them to his lips, moaning at your taste. "You taste so fucking, good baby. But I know you'll feel even better." He had moved on top of you, planting himself between your legs. Lining himself up with your entrance. "I promise I'll go easy for tonight. I don't want to hurt you. I would never hurt you." His words were lies, yet you believed them. He would never hurt you again if you only listened from now on and you would. He slid in, giving you time to adjust. It had been so long since he had fucked you, the stretch you felt was proof of that. Dabi took it slow until your moans sounded like they were pure pleasure rather than having hints of pain in them. He rocked in you as he cooed and mocked how you looked under him. How helpless you truly were without him. That all you needed was for that brattiness to be stripped from you in order for you to reach your true potential. And he had done that. He had finally tamed you, tamed a little brat that had a nerve to even suggest leaving him for a couple of months.