[ maybe in the end it's better this way because endeavor didn't take keigo by force. dabi didn't have to prepare keigo for his father just to have him ruin his ex lover in front of him. maybe this is better. that's the only thing dabi can hold on to right now as he watches his father's hand on keigo's hip.

the thought of keigo actually looking at endeavor with lust makes him feel sick. he's starting to wonder if he's ever going to be able to get over this. it's hard to even focus on keigo when endeavor is looming behind them, leering at them.

he does get endeavor to let go of keigo so that feels like a win, even if he does get a smack to his thigh that makes him grit his teeth. what makes it worse it that he can feel the older man's precum sliding down his leg, and probably on keigo's back.

when his father pulls away he takes that moment to look at keigo again, trying to focus back on him. he wishes he could touch him. maybe that would make this easier. all he can do right now is rock his hips to try and get closer to keigo, eyes back on his face. dabi tries to look into his eyes, but then his gaze is ripped away when that heated finger breaches him, all wet and hot. ]

Ah...! Fuck... no.... ah!

[he's too beaten and worn out to try and hold his sounds back, especially when everything inside of him is so torn. keigo feels good on his cock, but it's painful, and then his father's finger pushing into him... it's terrible. it's horrible that he's still hard and he can't help but thrust up into keigo, forcing him to push against his father's finger as well.]

Please don't do this. Don't fucking do this!

[he cries out to endeavor, but then keigo is whining and begging, and dabi squeezes his eyes shut again, letting out a soft cry before his hips start rocking harder into keigo, trying to ignore his father.]

Keigo... keigo... keep talkin to me. I wanna hear your voice, please.