: Toya Todoroki "Dabi"

: My Hero Academia

: 20+

: Wax Play

~Y/n pov~

I was winter and what made winter worse was our home base inside of a cold empty tunnel system underground. Dabi was used to it, I wasn't.

Me and Dabi were. . . What some would say two sides of the same coin. He had his blue flames and can withstand freezing temperatures, but his own body was durable enough for his hot fire.

Then there was me: I had my cold hearted ice quirk, more effective stronger than that kid from the Sport's Festival, I could withstand hot burning temperatures that could turn anyone into ash. But my ice would be so cold, it numbed my own nerves and senses, I couldn't feel pain, and neither could Dabi himself.

We were opposites. He wanted to become what he father wanted, and I wanted to become what my mother hated. Our past were exactly the same if it were reversed.

But now it was cold, I couldn't stand the cold like Dabi did. I was alone in a room with some boxes around the small makeshift bed of mine, I created a small ice figure of a dog and fooled around with a little snow blizzard I made in my palms.

"Still here I see." I heard Dabi say as he entered my quarters.

"What're you doin' here, fireboy?" I asked as a tiny ice ballerina spun around on my palm.

". . . Just wonderin' if you were going to eat."

"I'm fine. . . Thanks." I replied.

"Huh. . . You always like to eat-"

"I said I'm fine. . . Go away."

Of course Dabi being Dabi, he didn't leave. He shut the door sure, but he walked closer and sat on a chair beside me.

"Did you not just hear me?"

"I did. But I don't like to follow the rules."

"Tch, yeah right." I muttered before letting little snowflakes and frost puff out from my bare fingers.

I turned my eyes towards Dabi when he lit a small patch of fire in his hands that were next to each other.

"Twice told me you liked the heat. . . Practically immune to any high temperature, am I right?" He questioned.

". . . And you're immune to any low temperature, am I right?" I asked back.

He just showed a small grin but looked at the small box on my desk.

"What's in there?"

". . . Just candles, I use them when I sleep. . . I hate the cold. . ." I whispered as I grabbed my thin blanket, "Pft, ain't that ironic? Our greatest power is our own weakness."

He stood and walked over to the desk, I didn't see what he was doing but I instead laid on my back and stretched-letting my eyes shut as I yawned, my back arched and popped with great satisfaction. I sighed as I finally relaxed on my bed, opening my eyes and looking at Dabi who was full on staring at me.

". . . Take a picture, it'll last longer." I said, breaking his little daydream.

"Ehm. . . You have fresh candles in here, ever use them in a different way?"

"Different way? The hell kind of way do you use them?" I asked.

"You like hot stuff right?" He questioned as he made his way over to my bed; I sat up and reached to my drawer as he sat down.

I pulled out a lighter before he stopped me.

"Why do that when you can use me?" The tip of his index finger swirled with a tiny blue flame before lighting the candle.

"Hey, if you like a girl, could you light her cigarette with your pinkie? Because that would be really classy." I scoffed-standing up and walking to my desk.

"Depends if you smoke anything. . . Do you?" He hummed with curiosity.

"I don't, but I was saying a girl you like." I repeated as I slid off my shirt.

I wore a sports bra underneath of course, I turned around and almost ran into Dabi's chest since he was standing in front of me.

"A girl I like. . . I'm not that keen on my emotions, just like you. Y/n." He said as he lifted the candle towards my shoulder, just lifting it enough and tilting it while he burned the rim around it with his hand.

"You've peeked my interest ever since we first met. Your quirk, your gaze, your motivation, your power. . . Your personality. It ignites something within me. . . Feral and possessive. . . But something also gentle and soothing in a way. Just like wax. . . It burns and stings at first. . ." I let out a slight gasp when I felt the sudden hot drop of the melting wax land on my shoulder, ". . . But once the pain appears, it quickly fades away. . . Soothing and so nice to feel." He finished.

"It dries and stays on you forever. . . You make me feel that way, Y/n." He whispered into my ear, he pressed his thigh right in between my own-I shuddered at the sudden relief I felt.

I didn't even realize that I soaked right through my own underwear. Dabi's thigh pressed so deliciously against my emitting heat source, I could stop my hips from rolling against his leg. He let out a low seductive chuckle as he firmly held his leg there for me to grind on.

"K-Keep doing that~" I mumbled with a large pink hue on my cheeks.

"Doing what, baby flame?~" he questioned.

"T-The wax~ please~ Ngh! Fuck!~" I winced, this time a series of five single droplets dripped onto my collarbone and right above my left breast.

His calloused left hand trailed up my side and under my bra before he gently removed it off me, I lifted my hands for better removal. My breasts finally revealed before he kissed them each, I grunted when he dripped a few drops onto my nipple.

He grinned at my reaction before he shuddered next-feeling a singular piece of fresh ice roll down his shoulder blade and further down his back.

"Heh, you really think ice is gonna get rid of my problem?" He asked with full blown pupils filled with want and need. I glanced down and saw his bulging erection straining against his jeans.

"Hmpf, looks like you're out of control, Dabi~" I smirked.

I hissed when another drop leaked on my navel. He pushed me on the desk and leaned me back.

"I'll show you out of control, little flame~"

"I fucking dare you." I growled as I pulled his waist towards my body with my legs around him.

"Tch, needy one, aren't you?~" he said before placing his finger right on my neck, "You're gonna regret getting me this riled up, little flame~"

"I can't wait~"

Day 10 ✔️