Dabi

When you get home from work, you walk into your room and a hand suddenly grabs your wrist roughly and slams you onto the bed.

You see Dabi, his expression is deadpan but those turquoise eyes look at you a little contemptuously—also full of lust and desire.

"It's been a tiring day, honey."

Dabi's hand stroked your cheek gently. Until his hands went down to your neck as if to strangle you. A devilish grin appeared on his face.

"Let me relieve my stress by hearing your screams as I ruffle your pussy."

Without waiting for a reply, he kissed you. His hands tugged at your hair gently as he sucked on your bottom lip. A blue flame burned your shirt but it soon disappeared before burning your beautiful skin.