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[ This is one of his favorite parts, he realizes. These endless sounds of need and want surrounding him like some kind of porn, only infinitely better. Dabi picks up speed and slows depending on the sounds, then adds a touch more heat just to make Shigaraki whine.

Shigaraki writhes against him so completely, but Dabi doesn't move away just yet. He waits until he can see the desperate strain in the way Shigaraki grips the sheets, getting to do so more completely this time, with the gloves on.

He pulls back, tugging Shigaraki's pants off completely, pushing his legs apart just a little bit more before he gets between them, warm hand moving back to the base of his cock. This time his mouth joins his hand, though and he sucks on the head, letting his tongue draw circles along the sensitive skin. ]

[In the short time they've been together- Dabi already knows how to make Shigaraki desperate and whining. Shigaraki isn't sure if it's Dabi's experience or that he's a fast leaner. He hopes it's a combination of the two and not his dreadfully easy way due to his inexperienced. The inexperienced part still shows on Shigaraki, even as he rapidly picked up on cues from Dabi. It's mostly the embarrassment from being in such a vulnerably placed position and how easy Dabi gets away with pushing him around.

There's a whine when more heat gets added and a whimper when Dabi pulls back. There's even a brief sound of protest when his legs get pushed apart as he cranes his neck up to watch Dabi. He knows what's coming next- but it still gets a shaky breath out of Shigaraki. The other's mouth is soft and wet, and Shigaraki can barely think straight.

For a moment he hesitates, and then quickly remembers he's wearing those gloves. One hand snakes down to grab Dabi's hair. He doesn't want to push the other down right away- the teasing on the head of his cock is perfect but he does press lightly with his fingertips into Dabi's skull. He can do this now, without threat of killing the other. Eventually his fingers grip at the other villain's hair, with his other hand still twisted in the sheets.]

Uhhh. Fuck.

[There's another whine that gets repeated twice like it's gotten stuck in his throat or if he was unsure to let it out. This sensation never gets old.]

[ Dabi is a fast learner when he decides to pay close attention, and he's been giving Shigaraki a lot of attention as of late. More than he ever thought he'd care to, but his annoyance fades into something much better now. Determination and control of the situation.

Pushing Shigaraki down and covering him with his mouth seems to be a good way for Dabi to get a handle on himself while taking the other man apart. There are times when he doesn't want to like this, but he does, and he's trying not to let it be a problem.

Shigaraki is easy, but Dabi doubts it's because of his inexperience. No matter how long they do this, he's sure his boss will be the same way. It's not a bad thing though- it turns Dabi on, just the same as Shigaraki's hand in his hair does. He likes the thrill of not knowing if Shigaraki will kill him with touch, but having all fingers grabbing his hair feels pretty good, too. He's waiting for the push and keeps teasing Shigaraki with hot breaths and tonguing at all the sensitive parts along his shaft, without actually lowering his mouth down around him yet. He even moves his hand down between Shigaraki's legs for a whole new sensation, scratching blunt nails lightly along his balls before grasping them. ]

[Shigaraki whines at the teasing, gripping Dabi's hair tightly and pushing him down for more. He needs more and he's about to open his mouth- to boss Dabi around when the other grabs his balls. He's not sure what to think of this. His body already knows though, as a stuttered gasp escapes his lips and his hips still.]

Hey, don't- [Don't what? This feels good. Too good. Maybe that's why he's protesting. Shigaraki's body sure isn't protesting when a moan slips from his lips, followed by a breathy sigh of pleasure. His grip tightens in Dabi's hair as he continues to push the other down onto his cock. His other hand in the sheets is shaking from sheer want. Shaking with how hard he's gripping the sheets. If his knuckles were visible from the gloves, they'd be bone-white by now.

It's nice to just give in to pleasure without worrying about your quirk.]

[ He lets out a grunt as his head is pushed down, but it's the reaction he wanted and he's satisfied. Even more so when Shigaraki goes still and his own hand grips his balls a little tighter before palming at them. Shigaraki tells him to not to, but his body is telling him a whole different story and by the time he drags his thumb along the space between his cock and balls, Shigaraki doesn't have enough steam in him to finish that sentence.

Good, because Dabi isn't stopping.

His mouth tightens around Shigaraki's shaft as well, keeping it that way as he gets pushed down to take him in deeper. He takes it all in without any hesitation and starts bobbing his head up and down when Shigaraki's hold loosens up a bit, at least on his head. ]

[His eyes widen as Dabi's grip tightens on his balls. The other is touching him in places he never would have thought were sensitive. Sensitive to this kind of touching anyways. He stays still as his balls as grasped, afraid that any movement would hurt him. His toes curl a little from the excitation of their actions, leg quivering as he lt's Dabi move up and down on his cock.

His hold isn't as tight now, especially after Dabi released the grip on his balls. But his hand is still there, gloved fingers gently digging into Dabi's skull in line with the way he bobs his head.]

You're so good at this, Dabi.

[Dabi knows just when he brushes past a sensitive part because Shigaraki's soft humming gets louder every time the sensation gets better. His hips jerk a little, chasing after Dabi's warm mouth. It helps too that he tightens around Shigaraki's cock, giving Shigaraki a better thrill to this.

He peers down at the other through glassy eyes, breathing hard at the sight of Dabi sucking him off.]

Mmmm.

[ Dabi soaks up the praise and lets out a soft hum of approval around Shigaraki's cock, knowing that will travel through the other man as well. He can feel Shigaraki tense at relax at different points as he fondles him below and sucks on his cock hungrily.

He lets his tongue run extra hard along those sensitive spots, because Shigaraki is so good about his sounds, letting him know every single thing he likes. He doubts Shigaraki could even help it if he wanted to, but that makes it all the better. Dabi knows exactly how to pull it all out of him.

Even with Shigaraki loosening his hold, Dabi shoves himself down on the other man's cock, swallowing around him and pulling off right before he gags, then going in again. Dabi can't help but breathe in the scent of him when he bobs his head down once again, letting out another moan as his hand drags up his hip, fingers digging into pale skin. ]

[Dabi's beautiful like this, Shigaraki thinks as he strains himself to watch. It's the first time he's gotten to sit back and just admire the other, watching him work to make a mess of himself. The thought alone is enough to get a small moan out of him, fingers running through Dabi's hair. He grips the back of Dabi's skull, pushing him down a little but not all the way. Enough so that he can't completely pull off Shigaraki but still have room to work on his cock.

He sucks in a shaky breath, groaning at the extra attention to his sensitive spots. Even Dabi's nails in his hips send him into a dazed state. His breathing quickens, fingers tightening on the back of Dabi's head. He's so close.]

Dabi. [He breathes hard, pushing the other down a little more.] Fuck.

[His body tenses differently this time, seizing from the buildup to his release.]

[ Dabi realizes that oh holy fuck he likes every moment of this. Every time Shigaraki shoves his head down so he has no other choice but suck him down even deeper... he wants to, he's glad to. It makes him so damn hard. he works his cock well, lips loosening up as his tongue works on the sensitive spots, then tightening again as he drags his lips up and down.

He can feel the tightness in Shigaraki's muscles, warning him that he's close, so he goes harder and faster, letting the other do whatever he wants, opening his throat up as he gets pushed down even harder.

He adds teeth again, because he remembers how that unraveled Shigaraki before, and his fingers toy with the other man's balls, letting his nails run across more sensitive skin. His reward is Shigaraki breathing out his name like it's the only thing that exists, and Dabi wants to pull ever last bit out of him.]

[The teeth, combined with the other man toying with his balls spelled the end of Shigaraki. He gasps and shoves Dabi further down onto his cock as he comes hard. His other hand grasping uselessly at the sheets as he lets out a strangled moan, his entire body shaking with pleasure. He doesn't ease up on his grip on Dabi's head. If anything, his grip becomes tighter, and harsher, letting Dabi feel the burn in his scalp.

Shigaraki can feel the familiar tingling sensation spread throughout his body as the orgasm comes and goes, releasing his iron grip on Dabi's head as he breathes hard.

Dabi always knows how to send him over the edge- knows just what to do to give him that last push he desperately needs.]

Ugh. [But it's not a dissatisfied 'ugh'.]

[ Dabi very nearly reaches up to grab Shigaraki's hand to stop him from pushing down so hard while he comes, but Dabi squeezes his eyes shut and takes it, trying not to choke around the other man's cock. His fingers dig in harder, which only makes Shigaraki buck up just as hard and he knows his throat is going to be sore for the whole damn day.

But he doesn't complain or pull off, he just does his best to swallow everything down, the only relief being the vice grip in his hair. It's enough to distract him from everything else and keep sucking Shigaraki until he knows there's nothing left to suck out of him.

When he pulls off, he coughs, then leans in to bite at Shigaraki's thigh, hard enough to leave a mark. That's what he gets for shoving his head down so hard, giving him a sore throat. ]

[With eyes closed, he lays back on the mattress. It's only the morning and he's already feeling exhausted and shaky. He barely has the chance to catch his breath when Dabi bites down on his thigh. Hard.]

OW! [Oh fuck that's hard, too hard.] What the fuck!? Dabi!

[Shigaraki smacks the other to try to get him to let go. That's sensitive skin he's biting!]

Ow! What the fuck was that for?

[ Dabi doesn't let go, even when he's smacked. He presses his teeth in deeper, knowing just how sensitive Shigaraki must be feeling right now. When he complains again, Dabi finally lets go, lifting his head with a smirk as he wipes at his mouth. ]

Oh, come on, it was a love bite. It wasn't even that fucking hard, you fucking baby.

It's bleeding of course it was fucking hard!

[His gloved hand is at his thigh, the only exposed finger fingering the indentations of Dabi's teeth. At least it's on his thighs and not where anyone can see it. But shit it's going to hurt a lot when he goes about his day later.]

Asshole.

[ Dabi pulls back to look at it, then leans in and licks along the wound, letting the blood run across his tongue. Better than Shigaraki's neck, it's true. Anyway, he wouldn't leave any bloody marks there, it would only drive Shigaraki to scratch himself harder. ]

I think it looks good.

[never mind that he called it a love bite. just a form of expression, right?]

You fucking loved it. All of it. Your legs are still shaking from how hard you came.

[It's true. A bite mark on his neck would probably just give Shigaraki the excuse he needs to pick at it until it's a bigger fucking mess. The discomfort on his thigh though? It's going to drive him while all day.

But Dabi's right much to his distress. He did love it. All of it.]

Don't touch my balls next time.

[Pretty sure he said the same thing about being tied up too.]

[ Dabi leans his head against Shigaraki's leg as he looks up at him, a mildly amused look on his face. ]

Really? Because I bet I could've made you come by just sucking on your balls. I already know what your whines sound like when you really like something. You can't hide that from me anymore.

[He glares and for a moment considers crushing Dabi's head between his legs. But he thinks better of it.]

Yeah? Well. What about you? Gonna run off to your room and masturbate now? I know how fucking turned on you get after sucking me off. Don't hide it.

[ His smirk only grows wider at the glare. Even after all of this, Shigaraki has it in him to glare. That's dedication.

He wants to roll his eyes at the rest of those words and thinks about biting the other man again, but it's not like he's wrong. He's really fucking turned on right now. ]

Was thinking about doing it right here, actually. And maybe coming on your ugly face.

That's disgusting.

[He says. He still hasn't completely gotten over Dabi coming all over his chest the other night. But unlike then, he actually has a choice this morning.]

I wanna watch but keep it to yourself.

[The come he means.]

There's nothing disgusting about it. Maybe I'll let you do it sometime and see how much you like it.

[It's a pretty big offer.... but he supposes Shigaraki deserves it since he has a pretty wound on his leg now.]

But half the fun is getting it on you.

[He pushes himself up on his knees between Shigaraki's legs, reaching into his sweats to start stroking himself. ]

I like it better when I don't see it.

[If yesterday's example is any indicator. Call him childish but he just thinks it looks gross. He tries to sit up. Half to watch Dabi jack off, the other half to avoid giving Dabi an easy way to come on his face.]

Interesting.

[That's something, he supposes. They can't really help what they like and dislike. Maybe one day Shigaraki will let him, but unlike the bite, Dabi doesn't feel like just doing it anyway.

He keeps jerking himself off inside his pants until they get in the way and then he shoves them off his hips, letting his cock free. He likes the way Shigaraki watches him. It's almost nice and refreshing. Two more words he never thought he'd associate with the two of them.]

Wanna take a picture? You can keep it for your collection.

You know I don't have an interest in pictures.

[But he does have an interest in Dabi's dick. When the other finally pulls it out, his eyes visibly widen as he takes in the details of the's erection. He also pays closer attention to how Dabi strokes himself, hoping to see how the other makes it look so flawlessly easy.]

Mhm. Guess you still owe me one, then.

[Offering Shigaraki a picture is no small thing, but if he wants to turn it down, that's fine with Dabi. It's not like this is the last time he'll ever see him jerk off.

The way Shigaraki looks at him while he strokes himself, it feels more like a study, and Dabi is perfectly fine with that too. When it comes to himself, he doesn't give any more warmth than he needs to, he just strokes himself slowly, then picks up speed, resting a hand on Shigaraki's knee to steady himself.

He's already pretty close, just from giving that blowjob alone. He really does have a thing for the other man's sounds and the way he yanks at his hair. ]