( :D the anime doesn't stray from the manga at all. if anything the anime actually adds a few small fillers to the manga- like the sports festival!)
Spread your legs.
[They're doing this sitting on the floor but Shigaraki does oblige Dabi with his request. He sets the clock down where he thinks Dabi can sees it, waiting for the other to respond and moving it accordingly. Once it's in a place that Dabi is comfortable with, Shigaraki presses start and moves towards the other.
He is slow, sitting down in front of the other with a small grin. Doesn't seem like he's too interested in milking this encounter for every last second. He scoots closer, moving his own legs so that they're on top of Dabi's spread ones.
He waits a little bit before grabbing at the other's shirt and lifting it up, his other hand gliding over Dabi's chest. It feels strange with the gloves on but Shigaraki isn't complaining. He can do whatever he want for the next nine minutes- assuming Dabi can even last that long. The boss isn't gentle either, even with the gloved hand he moves in rough motions- with the one exposed finger raking harsh lines into Dabi's skin.]
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Spread your legs.
[They're doing this sitting on the floor but Shigaraki does oblige Dabi with his request. He sets the clock down where he thinks Dabi can sees it, waiting for the other to respond and moving it accordingly. Once it's in a place that Dabi is comfortable with, Shigaraki presses start and moves towards the other.
He is slow, sitting down in front of the other with a small grin. Doesn't seem like he's too interested in milking this encounter for every last second. He scoots closer, moving his own legs so that they're on top of Dabi's spread ones.
He waits a little bit before grabbing at the other's shirt and lifting it up, his other hand gliding over Dabi's chest. It feels strange with the gloves on but Shigaraki isn't complaining. He can do whatever he want for the next nine minutes- assuming Dabi can even last that long. The boss isn't gentle either, even with the gloved hand he moves in rough motions- with the one exposed finger raking harsh lines into Dabi's skin.]