[He grinds into Dabi's lap. The first time it's an accident. The second time? Purely intentional because the accidental one felt... nice? His mind feels hazy from the alcohol and the slowed kissing becomes boring for him. He nips at the other's lip, pulling on the skin as he wriggles on top of Dabi's lap, getting a little bit more aggressive as the time went on.
He can't help it that Dabi's hands feel encouraging to him.]
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He can't help it that Dabi's hands feel encouraging to him.]