[dabi's voice is like music to his ears. keigo tries to bite back the whine, but can't help that he still releases a needy sound. it's so pleasant though. so nice. hearing dabi settles the throbbing in his chest and the ache that grows between his legs.]
H..Hurts. 'm miss you.
[he whispers quietly, tilting his head to rub his cheek against the blanket he cuddles into.]
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H..Hurts. 'm miss you.
[he whispers quietly, tilting his head to rub his cheek against the blanket he cuddles into.]
Should have made you leave your clothes here.