[ 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.]
[ 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!]
[ 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.
[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.]
[ 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.
[ 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.
[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.]
[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.]
[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.
[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.]
[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. ]
[His eyes wander to the hand on his knee briefly, before turning back to the art of masturbation featuring Dabi. The other had thought of it as a study and it is for the most part. A study on how Dabi got himself off- so that Shigaraki could do it better and a study of just... how Dabi was when he experienced pleasure. As much as they fucked around, Shigaraki still didn't really touch the other or help Dabi's need besides act as napkin for the spent come.
He's got questions but... he's not going to ruin the moment. Not yet anyways.]
[Dabi wants to concentrate on himself, but he also wants to put on a good show if he actually has an audience, so he moves his fingers in a fluid motion up and down, his thumb pressing harder against his shaft, eliciting a moan.
He let's his fingers flick against his piercing which pulls another moan from him, before his hand slides along the head of his cock. He remembers how much Shigaraki liked watching that last time.
Its good that Shigaraki is keeping his questions to himself. He just wants to get off.
It really doesn't take him too long after that. He's already running hot from how damn good Shigaraki felt in his mouth. He tightens his grip and starts stroking himself faster, letting his head fall back when he finally comes, spilling over his hand and between Shigaraki's legs. ]
[He watches intently as Dabi flicks the piercing, He would never admit it out loud but he thought the piercing was kind of cool and wondered about it. Not that he would ever pierce his own skin but it had to add some kind of feeling to Dabi's pleasure, didn't it?
When Dabi comes Shigaraki instinctively flinches, almost scooting back in the process to avoid getting it on him. But, despite his aversion towards semen, he continues to watch Dabi.]
[ Dabi keeps stroking himself until his hand moves more lazily, his thumb dragging slowly back and forth along the head of his cock. He looks at Shigaraki with heavy lidded eyes, fingers tightening on his knee before letting go. ]
[There's a slight smirk at Dabi's retort but he doesn't say anything. Dabi's right. He is doing plenty of looking for the both of them. The release of the other man's grip on his knee has Shigaraki scooting back a little.
He licks the corner of his lip, before laying back, eyes still trained on Dabi's cock.]
I don't want to get up today.
[This whole thing has him wanting to just lay in bed all day.]
[Dabi lets Shigaraki look a little longer as he considers wiping his hand on the other man's pants. He knows it'll cause a tantrum, but they're in Shigaraki's room. He can find new pants. He grabs them off the mattress, wiping his hand, then tosses them aside and tucks himself away, laying back down next to him.]
No one we're looking for will go anywhere in a day. I don't feel like getting up either.
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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. ]
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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.]
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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.]
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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'.]
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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. ]
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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?
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Oh, come on, it was a love bite. It wasn't even that fucking hard, you fucking baby.
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[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.
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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.
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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.]
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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.
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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.
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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.
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[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.]
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[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. ]
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[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.]
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[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.
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[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.]
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[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. ]
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He's got questions but... he's not going to ruin the moment. Not yet anyways.]
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He let's his fingers flick against his piercing which pulls another moan from him, before his hand slides along the head of his cock. He remembers how much Shigaraki liked watching that last time.
Its good that Shigaraki is keeping his questions to himself. He just wants to get off.
It really doesn't take him too long after that. He's already running hot from how damn good Shigaraki felt in his mouth. He tightens his grip and starts stroking himself faster, letting his head fall back when he finally comes, spilling over his hand and between Shigaraki's legs. ]
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When Dabi comes Shigaraki instinctively flinches, almost scooting back in the process to avoid getting it on him. But, despite his aversion towards semen, he continues to watch Dabi.]
You should see yourself.
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You're doing plenty of looking for me.
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He licks the corner of his lip, before laying back, eyes still trained on Dabi's cock.]
I don't want to get up today.
[This whole thing has him wanting to just lay in bed all day.]
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[Dabi lets Shigaraki look a little longer as he considers wiping his hand on the other man's pants. He knows it'll cause a tantrum, but they're in Shigaraki's room. He can find new pants. He grabs them off the mattress, wiping his hand, then tosses them aside and tucks himself away, laying back down next to him.]
No one we're looking for will go anywhere in a day. I don't feel like getting up either.
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