[ dabi wonders if he might like overstimulation if it was keigo doing it. he would be gentle and sweet about it. not relentless and painful the way his father is. he hates that his brain is comparing the two now, mixing them all together in his head. he wants so badly to only think of keigo, but it's impossible with what his father is doing.
the third finger makes him cry out again, hands tugging hard at his restraints. they're cutting into his wrists now, but he doesn't care. at least he can try and focus on that instead, though it's little comfort because he can barely feel the pain against his heavy scars.
he keeps trying to pull away even though it's futile, but then finally keigo is released and his pretty bird immediately presses against him. dabi wants to wrap his arms around him tightly, but he can't even do that. ]
Keigo.... keigo, i-it's okay. Just focus on me. Just k-keep fuckin yourself on me, it's okay.
[he tries to distract keigo with some deeper thrusts, trying to get himself positioned away from his father.]
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Date: 2021-03-26 10:48 am (UTC)the third finger makes him cry out again, hands tugging hard at his restraints. they're cutting into his wrists now, but he doesn't care. at least he can try and focus on that instead, though it's little comfort because he can barely feel the pain against his heavy scars.
he keeps trying to pull away even though it's futile, but then finally keigo is released and his pretty bird immediately presses against him. dabi wants to wrap his arms around him tightly, but he can't even do that. ]
Keigo.... keigo, i-it's okay. Just focus on me. Just k-keep fuckin yourself on me, it's okay.
[he tries to distract keigo with some deeper thrusts, trying to get himself positioned away from his father.]
Oh god, make him stop. Make him stop!