Oh right. Ya said ya never came from gettin' em touched before.
[he was mid getting a blowjob so it's hazy, but he does remember hawks mentioning that before. he smirks, looking real smug about it as he pulls his shirt on and lets it hang on him however it falls.]
Didja like it?
[from the way hawks was writhing and moaning, he imagines very much yes, but he still wants to hear it- especially cause he can see hawks getting all flustered even now. that's a pretty decent look on a the bird as well.]
Bet you're gonna be thinkin' about it every time ya touch yourself now.
[keigo nods his head to confirm at first, but then dabi looks all too smug while he's getting dressed. it's suddenly unfair, with keigo wishing nothing more than for the villain to feel this flustered that he did.
still, he tries to save face, grabbing for his pants first to pull on quickly. they're left unbuttoned and unzipped. keigo had every intention of getting himself cleaned of dabi's mess inside of him as soon as the villain left.]
O-Of course I liked it.
[there's no way to deny it either. he screamed so loud his voice would be hoarse within a few hours. that, and the way dabi fucked it earlier.
despite how desperate keigo was about trying to remain calm, his cheeks are warming and his wings are ruffled from the taunting. he looks away in his growing embarrassment.]
What makes you think I'll touch myself?
[his voice almost cracks. it's such a lie though. how could he not want to touch himself after that mind-blowing session? he was going to feel dabi's hands, mouth, and cock for weeks.]
You're the greedy one who just decided to touch them without permission. You're lucky it wasn't outside of sex.
[ the whole display in front of him only makes dabi feel even more smug. hawks is messy and flustered and dabi can't imagine even the best actor could fake all of this so convincingly. there was no way for hawks to hide just how much he liked it. ]
Why wouldn't ya touch yourself??
[he snorts softly and grabs for his hoodie, yanking it on before he buckles his belt and checks his pockets for all his shit. he'll be needing a pain pill soon for sure. that was a lot of heavy fucking. but he'll be fine until he gets out of here, at least.]
Greedy? I was doin' it for you birdbrain. Ya had the time'a your life just now, admit it. Got no reason to touch 'em outside a sex except for burnin' 'em off.
[lest hawks forget who he's dealing with here. ]
Ya don't gotta walk me out or anythin'. I can see myself out.
[if he was still in bed, keigo would be burying his face in a pillow. if only he could wipe that smug look off the villain's features.]
Well I don't need to touch my wings to get off.
[although, he's pretty positive he could just touch his wings alone to pull an orgasm from him. it'd be so easy to imagine they're dabi's hands on him too.]
Sure, yeah, whatever.
[he waves off the villain, still huffing, but hiding the small displeasure of dabi actually leaving. there was nothing more to this, so no point in getting the villain to remain there.]
[ it's a weird way to leave things, but it's not his problem hawks is getting so flustered after they just fucked so hard. ]
Didn't say ya did. Just said you'd be thinkin' about it.
[he shrugs, eying hawks just standing there being weird and waving him off. yeah, this is definitely awkward now and he's not about that. ]
Text me when ya got more info.
[because really, they should just get back to what they're both supposed to be here for. an exchange of information for the league. dabi probably could have gotten more shit out of hawks tonight, but it's best to just get out of here now. with one last look, he turns and leaves, resisting the urge to snoop through hawks' penthouse on the way out.]
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[he was mid getting a blowjob so it's hazy, but he does remember hawks mentioning that before. he smirks, looking real smug about it as he pulls his shirt on and lets it hang on him however it falls.]
Didja like it?
[from the way hawks was writhing and moaning, he imagines very much yes, but he still wants to hear it- especially cause he can see hawks getting all flustered even now. that's a pretty decent look on a the bird as well.]
Bet you're gonna be thinkin' about it every time ya touch yourself now.
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still, he tries to save face, grabbing for his pants first to pull on quickly. they're left unbuttoned and unzipped. keigo had every intention of getting himself cleaned of dabi's mess inside of him as soon as the villain left.]
O-Of course I liked it.
[there's no way to deny it either. he screamed so loud his voice would be hoarse within a few hours. that, and the way dabi fucked it earlier.
despite how desperate keigo was about trying to remain calm, his cheeks are warming and his wings are ruffled from the taunting. he looks away in his growing embarrassment.]
What makes you think I'll touch myself?
[his voice almost cracks. it's such a lie though. how could he not want to touch himself after that mind-blowing session? he was going to feel dabi's hands, mouth, and cock for weeks.]
You're the greedy one who just decided to touch them without permission. You're lucky it wasn't outside of sex.
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Why wouldn't ya touch yourself??
[he snorts softly and grabs for his hoodie, yanking it on before he buckles his belt and checks his pockets for all his shit. he'll be needing a pain pill soon for sure. that was a lot of heavy fucking. but he'll be fine until he gets out of here, at least.]
Greedy? I was doin' it for you birdbrain. Ya had the time'a your life just now, admit it. Got no reason to touch 'em outside a sex except for burnin' 'em off.
[lest hawks forget who he's dealing with here. ]
Ya don't gotta walk me out or anythin'. I can see myself out.
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Well I don't need to touch my wings to get off.
[although, he's pretty positive he could just touch his wings alone to pull an orgasm from him. it'd be so easy to imagine they're dabi's hands on him too.]
Sure, yeah, whatever.
[he waves off the villain, still huffing, but hiding the small displeasure of dabi actually leaving. there was nothing more to this, so no point in getting the villain to remain there.]
Text you later, hot stuff.
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Didn't say ya did. Just said you'd be thinkin' about it.
[he shrugs, eying hawks just standing there being weird and waving him off. yeah, this is definitely awkward now and he's not about that. ]
Text me when ya got more info.
[because really, they should just get back to what they're both supposed to be here for. an exchange of information for the league. dabi probably could have gotten more shit out of hawks tonight, but it's best to just get out of here now. with one last look, he turns and leaves, resisting the urge to snoop through hawks' penthouse on the way out.]