[he likes being exclusive to dabi. he likes it, in a way, when his villain is possessive of him. just without the anger of jealousy. he understands though, because he doesn’t like the idea of anyone touching dabi.
he knows the villain wants him though. that the jealousy does mean something. it’s why he gets so upset because that anger is misplaced. keigo would much prefer dabi attacking anyone who dared to touch him.
a silent, secret part of him also desired maybe dabi attacking the cage that surrounded him too.]
Mm, tell me. What do you want me to do, pretty cat?
[he purrs, playing with dabi’s hole, yet still not pushing inside.]
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[he likes being exclusive to dabi. he likes it, in a way, when his villain is possessive of him. just without the anger of jealousy. he understands though, because he doesn’t like the idea of anyone touching dabi.
he knows the villain wants him though. that the jealousy does mean something. it’s why he gets so upset because that anger is misplaced. keigo would much prefer dabi attacking anyone who dared to touch him.
a silent, secret part of him also desired maybe dabi attacking the cage that surrounded him too.]
Mm, tell me. What do you want me to do, pretty cat?
[he purrs, playing with dabi’s hole, yet still not pushing inside.]