[Dabi's eyes follow Shigaraki's hands as they move over his head, tugging harshly at the other man's lip while doing so. It seems like the other man is trying hard to control himself and Dabi knows he can use that well today.

He swallows each of Shigaraki's moans with another kiss, still keeping himself just over the other man. His arms grow tired, but it's worth it.

There's more squirming, and Dabi can tell he's distracted, not sure which way to push or pull. The shaking makes him smile and he pulls back, wiping any amused look off his face as he speaks.]

I won't have your gloves till tomorrow. But it seems like you could enjoy this a lot more if your hands were restrained today.