[ dabi hates that low chuckle. he knows it means his father has won. he knows it means that there's no escape, and he'd be stupid to even think there's any hope. after tonight, dabi knows that's probably very true. keigo was his last hope, but dabi fucked it up. he knows he fucked everything up.
when those fingers are dragged out of him dabi gasps, his hips jerking up hard as if he could somehow chase after them, or make himself feel better by thrusting up into keigo. but it also means that something else is coming, and dabi is fearful because he doesn't know what that something is. he never knows anymore. it's whatever the whim of that monster is. ]
Ah.... fuck...
[his toes curl against the sheet as he tries to temper down his orgasm, his hips moving a little less now even though keigo is bouncing on his cock so relentlessly. that's becoming painful too, because he's trying so hard to hold back.]
Keigo... slow down... fuck.
[he gasps out, but then everything seems to slow down when endeavor unlatches his wrists from the bed and he's suddenly free. it's so jarring, that dabi stills completely, looking at his father with wide eyes. his wrists are torn up and raw, and completely numb. his hands feel useless as they lay on the bed above his head, but he knows he's going to have to use them soon.
after a moment of shock, his gaze falls back on keigo, and he realizes that now that he has his hands free.... he doesn't want to touch him. it feels wrong, dirty, and it won't feel the way it used to. but he has no choice. he knows what'll happen if he doesn't follow his father's orders. he cringes when his father's hot tongue runs over his ear. he's always hated that the most. the older man's mouth on him, near his face, whispering in his ear, licking him, kissing him. it's revolting, and it makes him want to touch keigo even less, but he has to. he knows he has to.
with a groan and great effort, he tries to wiggle feeling back into his fingers, but they feel like lead.]
Keigo... Keigo help me. Put my hands on you. Wherever ya want. I'm gonna make you come.
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Date: 2021-03-31 01:37 am (UTC)when those fingers are dragged out of him dabi gasps, his hips jerking up hard as if he could somehow chase after them, or make himself feel better by thrusting up into keigo. but it also means that something else is coming, and dabi is fearful because he doesn't know what that something is. he never knows anymore. it's whatever the whim of that monster is. ]
Ah.... fuck...
[his toes curl against the sheet as he tries to temper down his orgasm, his hips moving a little less now even though keigo is bouncing on his cock so relentlessly. that's becoming painful too, because he's trying so hard to hold back.]
Keigo... slow down... fuck.
[he gasps out, but then everything seems to slow down when endeavor unlatches his wrists from the bed and he's suddenly free. it's so jarring, that dabi stills completely, looking at his father with wide eyes. his wrists are torn up and raw, and completely numb. his hands feel useless as they lay on the bed above his head, but he knows he's going to have to use them soon.
after a moment of shock, his gaze falls back on keigo, and he realizes that now that he has his hands free.... he doesn't want to touch him. it feels wrong, dirty, and it won't feel the way it used to. but he has no choice. he knows what'll happen if he doesn't follow his father's orders. he cringes when his father's hot tongue runs over his ear. he's always hated that the most. the older man's mouth on him, near his face, whispering in his ear, licking him, kissing him. it's revolting, and it makes him want to touch keigo even less, but he has to. he knows he has to.
with a groan and great effort, he tries to wiggle feeling back into his fingers, but they feel like lead.]
Keigo... Keigo help me. Put my hands on you. Wherever ya want. I'm gonna make you come.