Curious by nature – in some cases, not a good mannerism to have – Akane stared across the room at Dabi; all reason gone from her simple-minded head. He was on his back; muddy boots crossed over one another; eyes closed and laid out on a couch she was sure Spinner had picked up from the curb, unaware that she was trying to build the nerve to approach him.

Why? Because for days now his mouth had been on her mind. Sure, his voice was nice – soft and deep; the kind that made Akane immediately want to drop her panties – but it was his lips that she was most curious about. How did they feel?

This thought never really bothered her before. Akane had joined not long after him with Magne, and not once did she think about him. Honestly, it just happened. Her curiosity was going to be the death of her.

Dabi often made matters worse too. He must have overheard Akane chatting to Toga about him – either that, or she had told him – and decided that teasing her would be fun.

It was like every word he said to her was sugar coated with innuendos; like he was daring her to make a move. Even now he was teasing her. Several times she'd seen him wet his coarse bottom lip. It may not be intentional, but it was making her hot; voracious even. The inner slut in her was rearing its ugly head. Either that, or she desperately want to tear him apart with her quirk.

Akane took a deep, needy breath and attempted to ignore him. There was so much more she could be doing right now; making out with Dabi until she was a hot mess was not one of them.

It could be; fuck could it be.

The crushing weight of her curiosity kept her from concentrating on those tasks however. Akane was simple minded; small inconveniences often distract her. The best way to clear her head was to focus on those inconveniences – at least until she get bored of them, or killed them. Taking another deep breath, she glared at her current distraction.

"I want to kiss you."

Dabi slowly opened his eyes. "You just open up and say whatever is on your mind, huh?"

"When I feel like it; or it benefits me," Akane admitted. A pleasurable shiver racked her body; his voice sat her nerves on fire.

Leisurely moving closer, she hovered over the arm of the chair to stared down at him – the tip of her hair brushed his nose; she held them back with her fingers.

"So, can I?"

His electric blue eyes shined impishly. "What's in it for me?"

"You get to kiss a pretty girl," Akane crudely said. Honestly, there was nothing in it for him. This is for her.

Dabi snorted. "Seems a little one sided, but fuck it." He patted the space beside him; a space too small for her to sit easily. "Come on then."

Akane puckered a curious brow. That's it? No explanation whatsoever? Seemed too good to be true, but she knew better than to look a gift horse in the mouth. Not able to contain a smile, she came around the front of the couch and hesitantly crawled on top of him.

Immediately she sighed in bliss; he felt so warm. A part of her wanted to gently rock her hips to feel some form of pleasure, but instead she kept her hips inches from his, so not to tempt herself.

"Looks as though kissing me isn't the only thing you want. Why not just skip the mushy stuff, and let me give you what you really want?"

Akane shook in disagreement. Of course, he'd say that. "This … isn't sexual."

Enough talk.

She leaned forward to kiss his bottom lip. The warm plump flesh slipped between her teeth, and she flicked her tongue over it. Another sigh escaped her. Dabi tasted delectable. His lips were both rough and supple; not like Akane had expected. Giving a quick tug, she groaned as he pushed his slender hips forward to buck against her.

"Easy," he murmured.

Akane panted, not able to help it. "Do it again and that's it."

"At this point you'd only be hurting yourself by leaving, babe." His fingers buried into the rough material of her pants, urging her to sit.

She ignore him and pressed a kiss to his lips, allowing him to slip his tongue into her mouth. Burying your fingers in his hair, she pulled as he again bounced Akane against his lap. Way to make her a liar. The strain on her lungs was enough to make her heart pound. It hurt – his teeth clacked against hers; short nails sliced the skin of her arm – but he didn't stop overpowering her until at last she pull away for air.

"I can't … stop. Too fast," Akane panted.

Dabi sat up with a grin; eyes blown wide in lust. "Feeling satisfied yet?"

"I don't honestly know," she admitted.

Not knowing if he cared or not, Akane leaned against his chest and rested her head against his shoulder.

"I should be," she quietly add. "But I feel like you have more to offer; more that I'd like to try."

Dabi slipped his fingers into her messy hair and gave a rough yank. His grin widened as she moaned and gently rocked her hips. The inner slut in her was losing her mind.

"I hate to say it, babe, but you're going to wish you never started this with me."

Akane couldn't stop the smile that lifted her tender lips. "Don't make me regret it then."

Hungry for it, she hoped he would live up to his promise.