[keigo wants nothing more than to be alone with dabi, to have just dragged the villain with him and run away so they weren't in this position. why? why couldn't they have been able to escape earlier? why didn't he ever connect those dots previously? it's not fair. none of this was fair. dabi didn't deserve this at all.
it's like he's fucking two cocks at once when shifted into the other position. he can feel endeavor bulging against dabi's skin on top of it all. he doesn't want to touch there, but he needs something to hold onto, something to stabilize him.
his blood is so cold though from endeavor's words. he doesn't want to call the man that all. doesn't want to call dabi his brother. they were lovers. that's the world keigo wants to keep living and pretending in while they both go through this hell.
"oh, but i think you do. don't you remember how many times i caught you in natsuo's room? how many times i punished you in front of your brother while he slept?" endeavor questions, eyes narrowed in slight irritation over the fact that his eldest son looks away. in retaliation, he comes to adjust his hands back to keigo's waist, bracing them as he speeds up his thrusts, glad to hear the sounds of not only his fucking filling the air, but dabi and keigo's too. it's not all skin on skin slapping, but the wet schlick from lube and cum that bounces off the walls too.
the former hero is starting to drown, both from this nightmare, and the way dabi fucks him. despite the hellish horror he and his lover are enduring, he's able to somehow find pleasure within it. it's breaking him apart.
he tries desperately to block out endeavor, but how can he when all he feels is the man fucking up so hard into dabi that keigo feels it too? or those much too large hands grabbing him?]
Dabi...Dabi..p-please.
[keigo whines through teary eyes, holding both his hands out. he needs to touch his lover, needs to ignore the presence of the monster behind him before he breaks completely.]
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Date: 2021-04-01 12:52 am (UTC)it's like he's fucking two cocks at once when shifted into the other position. he can feel endeavor bulging against dabi's skin on top of it all. he doesn't want to touch there, but he needs something to hold onto, something to stabilize him.
his blood is so cold though from endeavor's words. he doesn't want to call the man that all. doesn't want to call dabi his brother. they were lovers. that's the world keigo wants to keep living and pretending in while they both go through this hell.
"oh, but i think you do. don't you remember how many times i caught you in natsuo's room? how many times i punished you in front of your brother while he slept?" endeavor questions, eyes narrowed in slight irritation over the fact that his eldest son looks away. in retaliation, he comes to adjust his hands back to keigo's waist, bracing them as he speeds up his thrusts, glad to hear the sounds of not only his fucking filling the air, but dabi and keigo's too. it's not all skin on skin slapping, but the wet schlick from lube and cum that bounces off the walls too.
the former hero is starting to drown, both from this nightmare, and the way dabi fucks him. despite the hellish horror he and his lover are enduring, he's able to somehow find pleasure within it. it's breaking him apart.
he tries desperately to block out endeavor, but how can he when all he feels is the man fucking up so hard into dabi that keigo feels it too? or those much too large hands grabbing him?]
Dabi...Dabi..p-please.
[keigo whines through teary eyes, holding both his hands out. he needs to touch his lover, needs to ignore the presence of the monster behind him before he breaks completely.]