[despite being an asshole, dabi is someone keigo can't quit. he's like a flame where the hero is a moth. he was utterly and completely addicted to the villain. and, well, he kind of gets used to the asshole part of dabi. sometimes. because there are times that dabi makes him so angry he ignores him for a few hours.
yet, they always make up and go right back to touching and kissing and fucking.
more and more, dabi is becoming relaxed. he looks beautiful like this too, keigo notes. the power here could be addicting for the hero, but he wouldn't ever cross any sort of boundaries. never to dabi. the villain is filling out so well and heavy in his hand too. keigo watches how his finger rubs over a pulsing vein, tracing it up to the tip where he circles the head. gods. he wants to lick and swallow dabi down while his fingers fuck the other male open and wide.]
Don't think we have much planned for tomorrow anyway. Might as well take advantage of some time together.
[it really is a shame that dabi isn't his first. he wished he could give that much to the villain. dabi was just that special to the hero that keigo wanted to provide something personal to him. like, more than his first name.
keigo catches the way dabi tenses up, and as those words request that he halt, the hero immediately does just that. he doesn't pull away, though that's due to dabi's hand over his.]
Hey, hey, it's okay. Just me. Let me know if you want me to let go.
[he whispers, tilting his head so he can get a better look at dabi's features. rather than halt, dabi gives him the go ahead to continue, and keigo can't help the small smile that forms. although, he wonders if it's something he said? must have been, right?]
Want me to cool it with the dirty talk, hot stuff?
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Date: 2021-04-15 02:04 am (UTC)yet, they always make up and go right back to touching and kissing and fucking.
more and more, dabi is becoming relaxed. he looks beautiful like this too, keigo notes. the power here could be addicting for the hero, but he wouldn't ever cross any sort of boundaries. never to dabi. the villain is filling out so well and heavy in his hand too. keigo watches how his finger rubs over a pulsing vein, tracing it up to the tip where he circles the head. gods. he wants to lick and swallow dabi down while his fingers fuck the other male open and wide.]
Don't think we have much planned for tomorrow anyway. Might as well take advantage of some time together.
[it really is a shame that dabi isn't his first. he wished he could give that much to the villain. dabi was just that special to the hero that keigo wanted to provide something personal to him. like, more than his first name.
keigo catches the way dabi tenses up, and as those words request that he halt, the hero immediately does just that. he doesn't pull away, though that's due to dabi's hand over his.]
Hey, hey, it's okay. Just me. Let me know if you want me to let go.
[he whispers, tilting his head so he can get a better look at dabi's features. rather than halt, dabi gives him the go ahead to continue, and keigo can't help the small smile that forms. although, he wonders if it's something he said? must have been, right?]
Want me to cool it with the dirty talk, hot stuff?
[he asks while languidly stroking dabi's cock.]