Hacking The Hacker *Dabi x OC*

Twenty (MATURE CONTENT)

It had been a few weeks since Dabi's return, and boy was Yuuki frustrated. Any sexual advances she had made towards Dabi would simply go unnoticed by him, much her Yuuki's surprise. She finally gave up on her attempts.

Her Dabi laid in her bed, Yuuki being half asleep as Dabi ran his fingers through her hair. Yuuki, wanting to stay awake, moved her head away from his hand and blinked her eyes a few times, sitting up and rose her arms upwards, stretching. Dabi looked at Yuuki for a moment, reaching behind her head and untying the mask around the lower half of her face and letting it fall into her lap.

"Stop wearing this," He demanded, "It's annoying,"

Yuuki looked at him and cocked a brow, "Annoying how?" She questioned, fingering the black fabric.

Dabi sat up, pushing the covers off of his body before suddenly reaching towards Yuuki. A squeak left her lips as Dabi pulled her into his lap, forcing her to straddle him, "I can't kiss you whenever I want because of it," He stated.

A blush gathered on Yuuki's cheeks as she looked at him, "Y-You can kiss m-me n-now," She stammered out, glancing nervously towards open door.

Dabi smirked slightly as he moved one of his hands to her cheek, forcing her to look back at him, "Relax, Yuuki, no one's here," He stated, "I've noticed your attempts,"

Those words made the blush on Yuuki's cheeks turn ten times darker, "WH-WHAT A-ATTEMPTS?!" She hid her face in his shoulder as he laughed at her denial.

Once he settled down, he let his body fall against the comfortable mattress and spoke, "Yuuki, I'm not that dumb," He chuckled quietly, "I was just waiting til the point you gave up," He smirked up at her.

Yuuki looked down at his shirt, her gaze practically burning holes into it as Dabi's hands gripped her hips, giving a soft squeeze. She couldn't figure out what to say, and Yuuki was already like putty in his hands.

"Come here," He demanded after a moment of her silence.

Yuuki leaned forward, placing her hands next to Dabi's shoulders so that she could look at him. As she moved, Dabi's hands also moved -- going from her hips to her rear. Unfortunately, Dabi was unsatisfied with her position and sat upwards, rolling her onto her back so that he was hovering over her.

"You know, Yuuki," He began, "We never discussed something," He stated, pressing his lips to her shoulder.

Yuuki felt her heart rate speed up as his lips pressed against parts of her skin, "Wh-what?" She whispered quietly.

"Kinks," Dabi informed, a smirk forming on his lips as he lifted his head.

"K-Kinks?" Yuuki repeated, almost gasping out as Dabi pushed his body into Yuuki's.

"Yes, kinks. I already have an idea on one of yours," He smirked slightly, grabbing her hands with his own and pinning them above her head.

Yuuki couldn't help but roll her eyes. She had kinks, but she never spoke about them with Dabi. "Tch, okay," She mumbled, "What do you think?" She asked.

Dabi grinned slightly, "Pain. You have a pain kink, to an extent," He informed.

Yuuki's eyes widened at his words, and a blush gathered on her cheeks. He was right. Yuuki did have a pain kink, but it wasn't aggressive. She liked whenever someone would mash down on a bruise or whenever someone bit her, but she couldn't do hair pulling or spanking.

A chuckle left Dabi's lips as he looked down at her, "I must be right," He murmured softly, "But what other kinks do you have?" He questioned with a grin.