[what was he doing here? why was he actually here? sure, he could have denied endeavor and dabi's request to get him here. it's not like he needs closure. he's grown accustomed to his new life. really, it feels like he's on automatic most days, just watching the days come and go.
but receiving the message from endeavor regarding dabi...
he's not sure he believes it, honestly. there's nothing for the villain to forgive, not when the previous night left them on a sour note. however, if it's really needed for dabi's rehabilitation program, then he could manage. give dabi the closure he needed or whatever so he can be a subject to society again.
it's still a little strange to wait around the todoroki residence like this, arms wrapped around his body as he tries not to flinch. he's dressed in tight, dark pants along with the slinky shirt that would normally show off his wings. it's an outfit he disapproves of now, but one his handlers demand he dress in. keigo isn't sure why. his back looks hideous with the scars there.
he notes quietly that he hasn't seen the villain since the day he betrayed them, the day he killed twice and lost his wings. it's a day he tries not to think about, but always somehow manages to do so each day now. just need to get this over with, he tells himself. at least this should be far easier on his body than his actual work. emotionally, maybe not. but he can make it quick, right? he's sure dabi doesn't actually forgive him and this is a stunt to move ahead with his stupid program.
keigo perks up when he hears the footsteps coming down the stairs. he recognizes those steps, far different than endeavor's heavier ones. he's glad the hero isn't here. keigo isn't exactly in friendly moods with the man that gave his handlers the idea of the century regarding his new work. no. try not to think of it. he needs to hurry this up with dabi and leave.
however, his urgency to leave begins to settle as he comes to take in the form of his old lover. frail. dull. practically lifeless. not at all what he expected to see. it's like they were drugging dabi. he didn't recall that being in the requirements of his program. but, then again, he really didn't read too far into it. dabi was no longer his problem, and at that time, he never expected to see the villain again.]
What happened to you?
[he tries not to add such concern in there, but fuck, how can he just ignore months of actual feelings he once felt for this man?]
[ as soon as dabi sees hawks, he regrets all of this. he wants to turn and shove his way back into his room. he twists the metal again hard, feeling it tear his skin, forcing the dull look to stay on his face before he puts his hands behind his back.
he hasn't seen hawks since what happened and he realizes then that hawks hasn't seen him since then either. hawks hasn't seen him with his white hair, and dabi hasn't seen hawks without his wings. he suddenly hates all of this. it makes him sick, and he wants to tell keigo to run.
but keigo is quirkless now, just like he is. stupid bird really fucked things up for them. ]
Rehabilitation, right? Daddy's been takin' care'a me just like you said.
[he says with a raspy voice, still sore from the burning cock forced down his throat last night, and all the yelling he did today to try and stop this. he forces himself to move forward, letting his gaze slide up and down, taking it all in. keigo looks fucking gorgeous, of course, but there are still dark circles under his eyes and dabi wonders just what keigo is losing sleep over. he stops in front of him, dull eyes settling on his face.]
Wasn't sure you'd really come. I kept telling Endeavor you wouldn't, but Daddy knows best.
[before him is nothing like the villain he used to know. this wasn't dabi at all. sure, the white hair is new, but there's no reason for dabi to look like...this. he's tempted to ask for endeavor to explain, yet his tired, golden eyes remain on his former lover, watching as he steps further into the room and closer to him.
those words...
it's hard for keigo to not look past the villain and to the direction he came, as if endeavor would show up. it's obvious something is going on. he just can't pinpoint it. the raspy voice reminds him that of the sore throat dabi mentioned too. what did he say about it again? it had confused keigo the night before, but...
before he can think further of the matter, dabi continues, and it's just not his former lover here. no. this is a shell of a broken man. he may not know the statics of what was going on, but he can see it was fucking up the villain.]
Dabi...
[his voice drops low, quiet, eyes trying to search those dull eyes for a sign.]
Let me go speak to Endeavor. You should stay here.
[he doesn't wait for an answer, just walks past his former lover. he may not be on the greatest terms with the number one hero, but he hopes endeavor respects him enough to explain himself. whatever is said, he can record it with his phone. just in case. but a sick part of him could already tell what was going on. he could feel it.]
[ dabi watches keigo, letting it all sink in. he knows endeavor is listening and waiting, so he goes slow, but not slow enough to arouse suspicion. just slow enough for keigo to use those keen senses of his.
the painful thing is, it's not all an act. he really does feel lifeless, like an empty shell. a toy for endeavor to use and discard. he needs keigo to see it too. the stupid bird should have listened when he talked about his old man.
at keigo's words, dabi knows he has to jump into action. it's now or never. he has to do this. it makes him sick to his stomach, because traitor or not, this man in front of him... he meant something. he means something. dabi can't seem to shut that part of himself off just yet, but god, right now he wants to, just so he can do this. ]
No.
[he turns and grabs hawks' wrist with his bloody hand before the man can move any further, yanking him back. he sees the scars from hawks' burned wings as he does so, and it reminds him. it gives him the rage he needs to be able to pull this off.]
Ya see, while I've been here I've learned a lot. The kinda man I wanna be. Who I could be. You'd be real proud, Hawks. I've learned a lot from him. Wanted to tell ya that tonight. Figured maybe you'd let me show ya too.
[keigo hates what he feels. he knows there's something sinister here, something sick in the air. he knows it. but he needs to confirm it. he desperately hopes it's not true though, that he's wrong, but he's been around enough sleazy dirtbags in the last few weeks to know better.
the hero commission might be complete assholes for what they've done to him, but they won't deny something as dark as this. they preach about heroism and doing the right thing, even it means getting your hands dirty.
however, just in case, keigo intends to go as public with this as possible. he'll get it all on tape. every news press will have a copy, as will the police. he won't stop. if there's truly something sinister going on in here, he'll put a complete stop to it.
he just hopes dabi was honest earlier about preferring tartarus than this. however, a judge might find leniency within the villain for what he's gone through. keigo tries to not think of that right now though.
unfortunately for the former hero, he doesn't get far when his wrist is snatched. he stills himself, first looking at the hand that grabs him, a bloodied one at that, before he looks back up to dabi's features.]
Dabi, your hurt-
[he cuts himself off though, eyebrows coming to furrow in curiosity and cautiousness as he listens to those words. they leave him feeling impossibly cold. if he still had his wings, they would tremble.]
What are you talking about?
[now he's starting to question if what he thought previously was real or not. no. it has to be. with a sigh, he begins to tug his wrist away. endeavor was his priority now.]
You were fine who you were. Now, let go and let me talk to Endeavor. Go take care of your hand.
[ if there were any way to do this without endeavor listening, maybe things would be fine. they could figure this out... but like this they can't. and yet dabi hopes keigo feels it. he can sense that keigo gets it somehow. he gets that something is very wrong here.
he wonders if maybe that's enough. maybe he doesn't have to get his hands dirty any further. endeavor is already going to to fuck them both up after this, so why should he have to do anything? it isn't like endeavor is ever going to admit to what he's doing here. keigo is insane if he thinks he will.
it isn't fair. no matter how angry he is, it isn't fair.]
I wasn't fine how I was, you know that too, Hawks. That's what ya said, isn't it? I'm gettin' lotsa help here so I can be well again. I can be just like Endeavor wants me to be.
[keigo is able to pull out of dabi's hold easily, unfortunately, and dabi wonders just how in the hell he was supposed to do this anyway. it's not as if he can push anyone around and he didn't think keigo would want to talk to endeavor. stupid bird, always ruining his plans. ]
Aw, come on. Ya came all the way over here to see me and now ya wanna talk to Daddy? I know he's great and all, but that ain't fair. Come here, pretty bird.
[Dabi moves back to him, sliding his torn up hand to his face, fingers quickly gripping blonde locks. it's only when he's close enough that he lets that flash of fear and turmoil back into his eyes, but then he's kissing keigo deeply, turning them so his back is facing the stairs. he knows it's a shock, and that's all he needs.]
Run.
[he whispers in a quiet sob against keigo's lips before the other man can pull away, and then he lets go.]
[dabi's words are chilling. it only cements how fake this all is. he had to get the truth and get out.
still, he almost stops in his progress when there's more to it, and dabi is calling him pretty bird again. it both pulls something while aggravating him at the same time. love and hate all together. and he hates himself for feeling this way.
it's then he feel dabi behind him, and keigo searches his features, unable to hide the worried fear when that bloodied hand is at his face. his breath hitches when his hair is gripped next, and he's about to shove the former villain away. but. but then he sees the fear and despair there. and that freezes him in his tracks, breath even stopping, not that it really matters because his lips are covered in a kiss he never expected to feel again.
run.
dabi cries softly. it's nothing keigo ever expected to see on that face or hear. it's pure instinct though, one that has him snatching dabi by the arm and pulling the weak form with him. he can't leave dabi here. he just can't. if they get to the door, if they can get off the property, then, then...?
he doesn't have wings to fly them away. endeavor had access to his quirk. keigo is essentially quirkless now. he doesn't think of that. he just needed them to run.
but, while it feels like it takes an hour to get to the short distance of the door, his heart pounding in his chest, as keigo goes to twist the doorknob, it doesn't budge. not even messing with the lock does anything. it's locked in another way. how? where?]
It's not..it won't open!
[heavy fear is there, especially as he feels heat coming from behind them. he doesn't dare look. doesn't dare stop because if he does, he'll freeze.]
[ even after all of this and after all this time, there's something here. dabi was so sure it was all a job for keigo, but the way he's been acting tonight, the way they've been able to communicate with barely any words- somewhat shittily, but still... it gives dabi something. it says a lot.
but the final thing- trying to get keigo out of here instead of having to face all of this- it could only be said with a kiss and a hushed word.
the thing is, he doesn't expect keigo to grab him and run. he doesn't expect to even try to be saved. he feels slow and heavy, even with how emaciated he is, but he forces his legs to move. of course the door is locked though, but he doesn't expect it to be rigged with something they can't get open. then again, dabi is a prisoner here- of course endeavor would make sure he couldn't run.
he knows he's sacrificing a lot here, but one look at keigo and knowing what was to come, he couldn't. his stupid, fucked up heart couldn't let go, even with how much this place has broken him. ]
Kei!
[he yanks keigo away from the door, then squeezes his eyes shut and slams his elbow into the window as hard as he can, shattering it. the one in his room has a gate so he can't get out, but he knows endeavor doesn't want the neighbors to think badly of him so he didn't put any down here, and maybe he didnt' think his deadbeat son could throw that much weight into it.
he can feel the heat, but he shoves keigo toward the window, pushing him out of it.]
[in hindsight, he did expect this to happen. for touya to believe he could get his little ex hero to safety. it's why he's prepared the locks to the door in such a manner, that he even warned his son that there was no getting away with this.
what he doesn't expect is touya to be a step ahead, breaking the glass window and trying to shove his bird through it. it gets endeavor to rush on hurried feet, taking his eldest son by the neck with a flamed hand and throwing him back onto the furniture behind him. his other burning hand is able to grab hawk's provocative shirt, almost ripping it as he begins to force the ex hero back inside. he hopes the glass of the window rips into that tanned skin for daring to try and escape.
if hawks had managed to run away, endeavor might have killed his eldest son. the thought is still present. apparently he hasn't broken dabi enough to understand his consequences. although, it does prove a point to the hero, that there was more between these two that meets the eye.
hawks' legs are kicking him, but endeavor wraps a large, hot hand around his neck, squeezing hard, cutting off all air from the former hero. he's easily able to maneuver the small body in front of him, between him and dabi, and it aggravates endeavor even more that these two almost got away with it.]
One move, brat, and I'll snap his neck.
[the body could be perfectly dumped and buried in the backyard. he could smooth it out with the hero commission afterwards.]
You never learn, do you, Touya? After how generous I was? After we're done tonight, you can be sure I'll have Natsuo over here tomorrow. That's if you make it out alive tonight.
[ dabi is so sure that keigo will get away. he even gets keigo through the window and he feels a spark of hope for once. his elbow feels splintered, probably bleeding, but he doesn't give a single shit about that.
if keigo can get out and warn natsuo, and let someone know that something is wrong... that's all he needs.
even when he's grabbed by the neck, flames burning his skin for a moment, he laughs, kicking at the monster in front of him before he's thrown haphazardly against the furniture.
but of course it's short lived and he should have known. it's his own fault that keigo isn't fast enough, isn't it. he should have been faster. too much for his own good... but not anymore. ]
Do I look like I'm fuckin' moving? I didn't say shit, did I. Ya really think you can get away with this? I fuckin' told ya you shouldn't have brought anyone into our family business.
[he laughs, wiping blood from his face.]
Bet a whole lotta people know where the winged hero Hawks was tonight. What're ya gonna do, pay off thousands'a people?
[he should be thankful that dabi took care of hawks' wings before he had the chance. the former hero may have been able to get free if that was the case. he would never have been strong enough to fight endeavor off, that's for certain. in this world, he was a god. no one would be able to stop him.
he can only glare though, at his disobedient son. there may be no coming back from this. he had to choose wisely. hawks wouldn't be able to leave out of here alive.
if he broke him, maybe. but it's not anything endeavor is willing to put to chance. dabi proved that too well.
hawks' hands are trying to dig at his grip, probably fighting to breathe now. it'd be so easy to give into his frustration. just kill this pretty ex-hero off and be done with it. but no. that would be too easy. he's realizing now how lenient he is with dabi. he's got time to consider the threat of keeping this former hero here though.
time before the commissioners begin to irritate him over hawks' well-being.]
That's none of your concern.
[he states darkly as he finally releases his strong grip on hawk's neck, ignoring the way the ex-hero coughs sharply and inhales deeply. maybe it's the deep anger that stems from dabi's failed attempt to be saved or maybe the look of the scars on hawks' back that has endeavor placing a hot, searing hand to the spot those red wings used to lay.
he's almost too pleased to hear the sharp scream that leaves hawks' mouth though, the scent of burning flesh filling the air.]
Maybe ending him here would finally keep you in line, wouldn't it? I can kill him right here and keep Natsuo as the newest pet to play with. All because of my disobedient child.
[ dabi feels like he's losing his mind. he doesn't know what to do anymore. another laugh bubbles out of him, blood streaming out of his staples in place of tears.
he knows he's doomed now. he knows he's never going to get away. he'll never be free. his father will kill him before keigo will be able to get help, he's sure of it. if keigo is even able to get away after this. ]
Keep tellin' yourself that, old man.
[keigo's the pro-hero. he's been a pro-hero for years. he should know what to do at a time like this, even without his wings. and yet he's still here now, getting attacked all over again once endeavor starts burning at his back.
dabi growls, pushing himself up and lunges himself at his father, shoving the fire away from keigo's back.]
You don't even want them! Leave them the fuck alone. I already told ya you can do whatever you want with me, just leave 'em alone! Ya got me! What more do ya want! You got me!
[touya always did look his best when crying. even if the tears are blood now, he's still a sight to see. endeavor recalls fondly licking them up when he was younger, before touya morphed into dabi.
he still holds the same desire though.
endeavor knows that dabi isn't broken yet. not when he's leaping up like that, shouting to get his bird free. immediately, he backhands his son with a flaming hand, not caring if he sears dabi's flesh. what was one more scar?
however, it does stop him from burning hawks' back even further. the ex-hero stumbles and endeavor takes the brief second to shove him forward and pressing a foot to his back, to keep hawks pinned. it won't last long. he knows the former hero will eventually start to fight back once he gain's his bearings.
taking that time, he takes dabi's neck into hand and squeezes, repeating his earlier motion by cutting off the air flow. he wouldn't kill dabi here. not now. but he doesn't care if the brat loses consciousness.]
That tongue always never knew when to stop. It's why I always had to keep that mouth full.
[he hisses, glaring hard down at his eldest.]
I already can do whatever I want to your body. But there's something more you can give, something I'll take, one way or another. You'll break and beg in ways you've never done before.
[ the blow is hard and hot to his face, and he can feel his flesh burning, especially without his quirk. he could always stand it before, but now the flames are agonizing. endeavor inside of him has truly felt like hell.
he doesn't mind getting hit, though. he's taken worse plenty of times before. as long as endeavor's attention is on him more than keigo, that's just fine with him.
it's stupid, of course. he should just let the traitor burn. but... keigo is more than just a traitor and he knows it. apparently endeavor knows it now too. he can't even try to stop his father's foot from pressing down onto his ex lovers back. not when endeavor's got them both pinned.
getting hit is one thing, but that large hand around his small neck is something else entirely. he scrambles at endeavor's hand, scratching at it to try and breathe. his legs kick, but he gets no purchase. he wants to reply that he'll give endeavor whatever he wants already, but he can't even speak.
more blood pours from his stitches, and then he does pass out. his body is too weak to withstand all of this.]
[watching the light drain from touya's eyes is almost euphoric, almost makes up for the aggravation he's dealt with. not entirely. but somewhat.
it's about that time that hawks begins to fight to push up, and he has to now scuffle with the former hero. even without his wings, hawks knew well enough of how to fight and take care of himself. almost a shame to lose a hero like this, but endeavor is positive the young former hero was better on his back than a battle.
he utilizes dabi's unconscious body to toss at hawks, who seems all too eager to catch him, leaving the blond wide open. he attacks, hawks retaliates the best he probably can. it goes on like this, with his furniture being destroyed in the process. eventually though, endeavor has enough and uses his flames to weaken hawks completely, who pathetically holds tight to dabi. his son would make it. endeavor didn't doubt that.
any attempt hawks makes of talking him down go ignored, as does pleading and begging. he knows what he wants out of all of this, and he'll get it.
eventually, he can see the heat becomes too much for hawks, who is down on his knees, weak. endeavor can see dabi's body behind the fallen hero, still being protected. he snorts and takes the opportunity given to him to knock the youth out, leaving endeavor with two lifeless bodies in a mess of a room.
he would need to hire a private cleaning service before fuyumi becomes aware of the mess. for now though, he lifts up both bodies, intending on getting what he desired out of the both of them.
[when Dabi starts to come to, he feels a mixture of things his brain can't quite comprehend just yet.
his head is incredibly hazy and everything hurts like fire burning through him, but there's this underlying pleasure he can't place. the next thing he realizes is that he can't move his arms. He's woken up like this before, arms restrained and numb, so he focused on that first and knows that he's restrained to the bed.
there's a other wave of pleasure down between his legs and he realizes there are hands on him. that's when he finally blinks his eyes open and hazily takes in the sight before him. that's when he remembers.
but what's really happening is not what he expects, and he furrows his eyebrows, letting out a broken sound as he yanks at his restraints.]
No.... stop... Keigo what are you doing??
[Keigo's hand is on his cock, stroking him into hardness and Endeavor has his hands all over his former lover, one hand on the other man's cock as well. it's like a nightmare, all of them naked here in bed, his father's hands on someone who was supposed to only be his.]
Get the fuck off'a him! Keigo!
[He tries to squirm away from it all, but Endeavor grabs his leg, and when he looks at Keigo's lust filled eyes he knows that something is very wrong.]
[it takes more far more time than he expects to get them here. the strong aphrodisiacs running through hawks’ system took quite awhile to set in. but when it did, the shouts and screams of no’s became yes’s, with the former hero begging for pleasure. he easily presses hawks to his son, having him use his hands when all the fallen hero must want is release.
endeavor comes to smirk when his eldest son finally awakens, looking so deliciously distraught. of course, hearing touya refer to hawks by his given name is both irritating and intriguing.
keigo comes to lift his head up briefly, looking far too pleased that dabi has woke up. “please, dabi..need you.” a soft whine spills from his mouth before he comes to attach his lips to a dark, angry bruise on dabi’s thighs, left from endeavor some time ago.]
You should have seen the way he broke when I drugged him. He begged, said how important consent was to you. He didn’t even care what I would do to him.
[consent? touya didn’t deserve that. no. he never did. and especially not after his latest stunt. endeavor was going to make touya regret ever going against his father.
his hand comes to leave the cock in his hand in order to give a hard slap on keigo’s ass, earning a sharp cry from the fallen hero. keigo doesn’t stop in his licks and nibbles to dabi’s bruises though, eventually coming to nuzzle the former villain’s dick.]
He’s pretty when he cries. You know how much I love tears, don’t you?
[endeavor comes to chuckle deeply as he raises up dabi’s leg that remained in his other grip, biting down sharply. it’s not supposed to all feel good. touya was a naughty boy, after all.]
[ dread courses through dabi when he notices just how into this keigo seems to be, especially when he seems so unbothered on enji's hands on him. it feels terrible to have both their hands on him at the same time. it's his worst nightmare. ]
No... Keigo... what the fuck are ya doing?
[his eyes go wide when keigo keeps stroking at him, then leans in to suck on a painful bruise. he tries to pull his leg away again to no avail. ]
You fuckin' piece'a shit! I hate you. I'm gonna fuckin' kill you!
[drugged. of course his father drugged keigo, forcing them both into this. consent is the last thing endeavor cares about. the last thing he would ever give his son. dabi grits his teeth, still trying to move away. he doesn't want to feel pleasure right now, but keigo's hands and mouth on him have their effect in a way he can't deny, and he's impossibly hard without wanting to be.]
Get your fuckin' hands off'a him!
[he growls at endeavor, not wanting to think about the way keigo begged and cried. the bite to his leg has him crying out, and he kicks at his father, trying to dislodge keigo in the process.]
Keigo, don't... snap the fuck out of it!
[he knows that won't work if it's a drug, but he's desperate for something to get through to keigo, because he knows this is only gonna get worse.]
[oh they’re just getting started. he was going to break these two so bad they would never be the same again. they’ll be his toys to play with. he’ll have touya regret ever deciding to fight him.
he’ll learn quick to always give into his father.
naturally, he’s amused by dabi’s reaction, hungrily watching as his eldest fights him, tries to even get keigo’s attention. however, the fallen hero only continues to playfully nip at the bruise before soothing it with his tongue.
but, as dabi comes to struggle, fighting to get both of them off, keigo whines, digging his nails into the villain’s thighs to steady his body. “dabi, please-it hurts.” comes a pathetic cry from the once hero, before he raises himself a little higher and drags his tongue over the head of dabi’s cock. “g-gonna die..please. it’s boiling inside.” keigo says so hungrily as he keeps licking dabi, dark and lustful eyes trained on the villain.]
He can’t hear you, boy. He’s only thinking about getting his slutty hole filled.
[endeavor hums, releasing dabi’s leg in order to grab a fistful of keigo’s soft hair. he pulls back on it, so only the tip of his tongue can taste touya. immediately, the fallen hero whines, tears building up fast in his eyes from being denied what he desired.]
Beg for your hero, Touya. You don’t want me taking care of him, right? Or do you still not care for your little traitor, even when he’s on all four and worshiping your cock.
[he tries again, because even if he knows by now that it'll only fuel his father's fire, he cant help but try to get these hands off of him. he so desperately doesnt want this to be happening right now.
but then Keigo's nails are digging into him, trying to get him to stop moving instead and Dabi gasps, fingers curling tight into the chains holding him onto the headboard of the bed, as Keigo's tongue drags along his cock.
he doesn't want Keigo to be in pain, but this is too much. all he wants is for this to stop.]
Oh god...
[he tries not to look as distressed as he feels, but it's hard not to. when Enji grabs Keigo's hair though, it's rage that runs through him and he yanks hard at the restraints, kicking out at his father again like a wild animal, trying not knock him away from Keigo.]
Get your filthy hands off'a him, you pig! Stop touchin him! Don't you dare fuckin' touch him!
[keigo shakes his head, either to get endeavor’s grip out of his hair or as if to say ‘no’ to dabi’s words. he’s just in so much pain. it’s so hot and burning. why couldn’t either of them give him the relief he desired?
dabi kicking doesn’t push keigo away, but also endeavor is able to easily dodge it, giving a burning smack to his oldest’s thighs. and just because touya demanded it, endeavor goes against his son, leaving keigo’s hair so he could grope the fallen hero’s ass. the blond wiggles, not quite fighting him, but definitely more invested in dabi.
without his hair being held, keigo begins to scramble to climb up on dabi’s body, dragging his tongue from cock to stomach to chest, until stopping at the former villain’s collarbone. he finds another bruise and begins to suckle over it. “dabi, n-need it..need it inside.” keigo whispers as he looks up through long lashes to his old lover, tongue sticking out. “please....touya.”
not one to pass up an opportunity when he sees it, endeavor spreads his son’s legs, settling between them, broad chest pressing to keigo’s back. his intense blue eyes look down at touya while he comes to lick the fallen hero’s neck.]
If you don’t beg for him to fuck your cock, I’ll gladly fill him myself. What do you say?
[ the burning smack sends pain coursing through him, but dabi doesn't care about that. there's so much painful lust in keigo's eyes- that's what hurts the most. keigo can't seem to stop, and dabi knows that whatever drugs his father gave him must have been a powerful aphrodisiac, and nothing will get through to him until it leaves his system. it could take hours, and dabi can't stand the thought that enji will force this on them over and over again until it wears off.
dabi lets out an angry yell when enji grabs at keigo's ass. the only thing that keeps him from lashing out again is that keigo climbs on top of him now, ignoring enji's touches. at least his bird has enough sense in him for that much, though it still makes his insides crawl when keigo won't stop putting his mouth on him while his father still has his hands on him. ]
Keigo.
[he says his former lover's name almost pleadingly, wishing there was some way to break through this. there isn't though, and dabi knows he has to acknowledge this for what it is. he opens his mouth to answer him, trying to stop moving away, but then his legs are spread and enji is pressing up against keigo's back, and anger flashes back into dabi's eyes. he wants to puke as he watches in horror as his father licks up keigo's neck, but the threat is full there now, the older man's leaking cock hot between his legs and against keigo's back.]
No! No, no.... alright, I'll beg, goddamn it! Keigo... fuck. Please... I need you to sit on my cock. I need you let me fill you up... please. Ride me good and hard. Don't do anythin' but use me to get off. Just do it, it's okay. Just fuckin' do it.
[it should aggravate endeavor that keigo seems to somehow acknowledge desiring touya compared to him. he should be so drugged up it doesn’t matter. for whatever reason, a small part must be retaining something within the fallen hero, something that wants to cling to his oldest son. no matter. endeavor isn’t above being forceful.
but he has other things in mind. so long as his son follows the silent demand.
keigo looks up with such desire and lust as dabi comes to say his name. he even stops in the licking treatment of the bruise under his lips. “dabi...” he hums in pleasure, rocking his hips to dabi’s erection with his own.
behind him, endeavor is more than pleased when dabi comes to plead like the number one hero demands. it’s a pretty beg too, and endeavor finds his hard and leaking cock twitching against dabi’s thigh and keigo’s lower back.
between the todorokis’ bodies, keigo wiggles his hips, forcing endeavor off so he can greedily and properly get on dabi’s lap, grinding again, this time the tight rim of his hole to dabi’s hard length. once the tip catches the ring of muscle, keigo doesn’t hesitate to slam his hips down, filling his tight and wet hole with the pulsing cock of his former lover.
the intimate and pleasurable sensation immediately gets keigo to orgasm between their bodies, squeezing tightly around his old lover. he braces both hands on dabi’s chest in a cry, rocking his hips. it’s not enough. he needed to cum more. “dabi, dabi, please. mmm..so good. so thick and warm. I need it. always need you.” keigo whines as he starts to rock his hips back and forth, beginning to set up a steady rhythm.
to aggravate his son more, endeavor rests a hand at keigo’s waist while he watches them fuck.]
You feel how wet he is, Touya? It’s a salve that will keep your cock hard, even if you’re in pain.
[ dabi can't stand it, and yet the way keigo says his name- it reminds him of all the times they were wrapped up in each other, doing almost exactly this. he wishes they were back there instead. they had it so good before everything fell apart. before keigo betrayed him.
he wishes he could just focus on the anger he felt at being betrayed- it would make this easier, he imagines. but he can't.]
Come on Keigo, just do it.
[he says quietly, hands curling into fists above his head, and he watches as keigo climbs on top of him and positions himself. he feels sick at the thought of his father having prepped keigo, those hot, disgusting fingers inside of his pretty bird. he can feel blood coming out of the seams of his staples on his cheeks at the thought, and he hates that he even feels this much about it.
it's not a moment later before keigo is slamming down onto his cock, and dabi cries out, hips jerking up as keigo cums all over his stomach.]
Fuck, Keigo... oh jesus fuck.
[he gasps out, wishing he could move his arms enough to pull keigo closer and away from the hungry eyes of endeavor. keigo is so relentlessly determined to keep fucking himself on his cock, and dabi doesn't know what to do. he could just give into it and pretend he's somewhere else with keigo, far away from here. he couldn't have ever imagined this is how they would end up together again, but of course. his life is nothing but a nightmare now. but if he could just let himself feel this.... away from here... maybe he won't go crazy with it all.]
Keep ridin' me Keigo. Keep goin'. S'okay.
[he tries, he really does, but endeavor's hand resting on keigo's waist pulls him out of it. he grits his teeth and closes his eyes, yanking at his restraints again. he was always so jealous before, but this is pushing him over the edge.
but his eyes snap open when endeavor tells him about the salve, and he brings his knee up hard, sending it into his father's arm- the one at keigo's waist, trying to knock it away.]
[endeavor has to wonder what touya thinks over the fact that he touched keigo. he never did fuck the bird, as much as he intended on doing. he almost did, after administering the drugs into the fallen hero. hawks had fought at first, but eventually gave up, looking at endeavor with determined eyes that slowly grew with lust, stating it was better he than the hero going after his son. it was then endeavor hatched this follow-up plan, something both of them would despise in time.
there was that little thrill of prepping the ex-hero though, filling his body with that salve that made him cry and moan at the same time.
both touya and keigo put on a good show though, one that leaves his cock pulsing and dripping, leaking precum all on his son's inner thigh and the ex-hero's ass. he rocks with the same motion as keigo, momentarily though, because his irritating bratty son decides to use his knee at his arm. it forces him to release the former hero, and not one to let touya get away with shit, he smacks the brat's inner thigh.]
Behave.
[he orders in a grunt, but does pull away, reaching for a nearby container and pumping a light amount of lube onto the digits. he has to time it with one of keigo's rocks up to slide the tip of his finger to dabi's own rim. he spreads the gooey texture briefly, teasing the hole with each of keigo's thrusts. when he feels it's essentially wet enough, a single finger starts to press inside, purposely slowly.
he could very well go in raw. he could make it hurt. he could make it painful. but endeavor wants dabi to hate it even further. he wants him to despise this far more, over what his father is doing to him and his ex-lover. it won't all be easy or pleasurable though, but he's not giving dabi what he's accustomed to. now that, that would be too kind of him.
keigo, naturally, isn't aware of what's going on behind him, nor does he essentially care in his state. pure and raw pleasure courses through him with each roll of his hips. sometimes he uses his knees to thrust his ex-lover's cock deep and hard inside of him, and others, he simply rocks back and forth and grinds dabi against his sweet spot. "w-want you to fill..me." keigo whines brokenly, tears building more in his eyes. "wanna fill it...in my stomach..want to drip your cum."]
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but receiving the message from endeavor regarding dabi...
he's not sure he believes it, honestly. there's nothing for the villain to forgive, not when the previous night left them on a sour note. however, if it's really needed for dabi's rehabilitation program, then he could manage. give dabi the closure he needed or whatever so he can be a subject to society again.
it's still a little strange to wait around the todoroki residence like this, arms wrapped around his body as he tries not to flinch. he's dressed in tight, dark pants along with the slinky shirt that would normally show off his wings. it's an outfit he disapproves of now, but one his handlers demand he dress in. keigo isn't sure why. his back looks hideous with the scars there.
he notes quietly that he hasn't seen the villain since the day he betrayed them, the day he killed twice and lost his wings. it's a day he tries not to think about, but always somehow manages to do so each day now. just need to get this over with, he tells himself. at least this should be far easier on his body than his actual work. emotionally, maybe not. but he can make it quick, right? he's sure dabi doesn't actually forgive him and this is a stunt to move ahead with his stupid program.
keigo perks up when he hears the footsteps coming down the stairs. he recognizes those steps, far different than endeavor's heavier ones. he's glad the hero isn't here. keigo isn't exactly in friendly moods with the man that gave his handlers the idea of the century regarding his new work. no. try not to think of it. he needs to hurry this up with dabi and leave.
however, his urgency to leave begins to settle as he comes to take in the form of his old lover. frail. dull. practically lifeless. not at all what he expected to see. it's like they were drugging dabi. he didn't recall that being in the requirements of his program. but, then again, he really didn't read too far into it. dabi was no longer his problem, and at that time, he never expected to see the villain again.]
What happened to you?
[he tries not to add such concern in there, but fuck, how can he just ignore months of actual feelings he once felt for this man?]
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he hasn't seen hawks since what happened and he realizes then that hawks hasn't seen him since then either. hawks hasn't seen him with his white hair, and dabi hasn't seen hawks without his wings. he suddenly hates all of this. it makes him sick, and he wants to tell keigo to run.
but keigo is quirkless now, just like he is. stupid bird really fucked things up for them. ]
Rehabilitation, right? Daddy's been takin' care'a me just like you said.
[he says with a raspy voice, still sore from the burning cock forced down his throat last night, and all the yelling he did today to try and stop this. he forces himself to move forward, letting his gaze slide up and down, taking it all in. keigo looks fucking gorgeous, of course, but there are still dark circles under his eyes and dabi wonders just what keigo is losing sleep over. he stops in front of him, dull eyes settling on his face.]
Wasn't sure you'd really come. I kept telling Endeavor you wouldn't, but Daddy knows best.
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those words...
it's hard for keigo to not look past the villain and to the direction he came, as if endeavor would show up. it's obvious something is going on. he just can't pinpoint it. the raspy voice reminds him that of the sore throat dabi mentioned too. what did he say about it again? it had confused keigo the night before, but...
before he can think further of the matter, dabi continues, and it's just not his former lover here. no. this is a shell of a broken man. he may not know the statics of what was going on, but he can see it was fucking up the villain.]
Dabi...
[his voice drops low, quiet, eyes trying to search those dull eyes for a sign.]
Let me go speak to Endeavor. You should stay here.
[he doesn't wait for an answer, just walks past his former lover. he may not be on the greatest terms with the number one hero, but he hopes endeavor respects him enough to explain himself. whatever is said, he can record it with his phone. just in case. but a sick part of him could already tell what was going on. he could feel it.]
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the painful thing is, it's not all an act. he really does feel lifeless, like an empty shell. a toy for endeavor to use and discard. he needs keigo to see it too. the stupid bird should have listened when he talked about his old man.
at keigo's words, dabi knows he has to jump into action. it's now or never. he has to do this. it makes him sick to his stomach, because traitor or not, this man in front of him... he meant something. he means something. dabi can't seem to shut that part of himself off just yet, but god, right now he wants to, just so he can do this. ]
No.
[he turns and grabs hawks' wrist with his bloody hand before the man can move any further, yanking him back. he sees the scars from hawks' burned wings as he does so, and it reminds him. it gives him the rage he needs to be able to pull this off.]
Ya see, while I've been here I've learned a lot. The kinda man I wanna be. Who I could be. You'd be real proud, Hawks. I've learned a lot from him. Wanted to tell ya that tonight. Figured maybe you'd let me show ya too.
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the hero commission might be complete assholes for what they've done to him, but they won't deny something as dark as this. they preach about heroism and doing the right thing, even it means getting your hands dirty.
however, just in case, keigo intends to go as public with this as possible. he'll get it all on tape. every news press will have a copy, as will the police. he won't stop. if there's truly something sinister going on in here, he'll put a complete stop to it.
he just hopes dabi was honest earlier about preferring tartarus than this. however, a judge might find leniency within the villain for what he's gone through. keigo tries to not think of that right now though.
unfortunately for the former hero, he doesn't get far when his wrist is snatched. he stills himself, first looking at the hand that grabs him, a bloodied one at that, before he looks back up to dabi's features.]
Dabi, your hurt-
[he cuts himself off though, eyebrows coming to furrow in curiosity and cautiousness as he listens to those words. they leave him feeling impossibly cold. if he still had his wings, they would tremble.]
What are you talking about?
[now he's starting to question if what he thought previously was real or not. no. it has to be. with a sigh, he begins to tug his wrist away. endeavor was his priority now.]
You were fine who you were. Now, let go and let me talk to Endeavor. Go take care of your hand.
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he wonders if maybe that's enough. maybe he doesn't have to get his hands dirty any further. endeavor is already going to to fuck them both up after this, so why should he have to do anything? it isn't like endeavor is ever going to admit to what he's doing here. keigo is insane if he thinks he will.
it isn't fair. no matter how angry he is, it isn't fair.]
I wasn't fine how I was, you know that too, Hawks. That's what ya said, isn't it? I'm gettin' lotsa help here so I can be well again. I can be just like Endeavor wants me to be.
[keigo is able to pull out of dabi's hold easily, unfortunately, and dabi wonders just how in the hell he was supposed to do this anyway. it's not as if he can push anyone around and he didn't think keigo would want to talk to endeavor. stupid bird, always ruining his plans. ]
Aw, come on. Ya came all the way over here to see me and now ya wanna talk to Daddy? I know he's great and all, but that ain't fair. Come here, pretty bird.
[Dabi moves back to him, sliding his torn up hand to his face, fingers quickly gripping blonde locks. it's only when he's close enough that he lets that flash of fear and turmoil back into his eyes, but then he's kissing keigo deeply, turning them so his back is facing the stairs. he knows it's a shock, and that's all he needs.]
Run.
[he whispers in a quiet sob against keigo's lips before the other man can pull away, and then he lets go.]
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still, he almost stops in his progress when there's more to it, and dabi is calling him pretty bird again. it both pulls something while aggravating him at the same time. love and hate all together. and he hates himself for feeling this way.
it's then he feel dabi behind him, and keigo searches his features, unable to hide the worried fear when that bloodied hand is at his face. his breath hitches when his hair is gripped next, and he's about to shove the former villain away. but. but then he sees the fear and despair there. and that freezes him in his tracks, breath even stopping, not that it really matters because his lips are covered in a kiss he never expected to feel again.
run.
dabi cries softly. it's nothing keigo ever expected to see on that face or hear. it's pure instinct though, one that has him snatching dabi by the arm and pulling the weak form with him. he can't leave dabi here. he just can't. if they get to the door, if they can get off the property, then, then...?
he doesn't have wings to fly them away. endeavor had access to his quirk. keigo is essentially quirkless now. he doesn't think of that. he just needed them to run.
but, while it feels like it takes an hour to get to the short distance of the door, his heart pounding in his chest, as keigo goes to twist the doorknob, it doesn't budge. not even messing with the lock does anything. it's locked in another way. how? where?]
It's not..it won't open!
[heavy fear is there, especially as he feels heat coming from behind them. he doesn't dare look. doesn't dare stop because if he does, he'll freeze.]
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but the final thing- trying to get keigo out of here instead of having to face all of this- it could only be said with a kiss and a hushed word.
the thing is, he doesn't expect keigo to grab him and run. he doesn't expect to even try to be saved. he feels slow and heavy, even with how emaciated he is, but he forces his legs to move. of course the door is locked though, but he doesn't expect it to be rigged with something they can't get open. then again, dabi is a prisoner here- of course endeavor would make sure he couldn't run.
he knows he's sacrificing a lot here, but one look at keigo and knowing what was to come, he couldn't. his stupid, fucked up heart couldn't let go, even with how much this place has broken him. ]
Kei!
[he yanks keigo away from the door, then squeezes his eyes shut and slams his elbow into the window as hard as he can, shattering it. the one in his room has a gate so he can't get out, but he knows endeavor doesn't want the neighbors to think badly of him so he didn't put any down here, and maybe he didnt' think his deadbeat son could throw that much weight into it.
he can feel the heat, but he shoves keigo toward the window, pushing him out of it.]
Go, Keigo! Get outta here! Warn Natsuo! Please!
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what he doesn't expect is touya to be a step ahead, breaking the glass window and trying to shove his bird through it. it gets endeavor to rush on hurried feet, taking his eldest son by the neck with a flamed hand and throwing him back onto the furniture behind him. his other burning hand is able to grab hawk's provocative shirt, almost ripping it as he begins to force the ex hero back inside. he hopes the glass of the window rips into that tanned skin for daring to try and escape.
if hawks had managed to run away, endeavor might have killed his eldest son. the thought is still present. apparently he hasn't broken dabi enough to understand his consequences. although, it does prove a point to the hero, that there was more between these two that meets the eye.
hawks' legs are kicking him, but endeavor wraps a large, hot hand around his neck, squeezing hard, cutting off all air from the former hero. he's easily able to maneuver the small body in front of him, between him and dabi, and it aggravates endeavor even more that these two almost got away with it.]
One move, brat, and I'll snap his neck.
[the body could be perfectly dumped and buried in the backyard. he could smooth it out with the hero commission afterwards.]
You never learn, do you, Touya? After how generous I was? After we're done tonight, you can be sure I'll have Natsuo over here tomorrow. That's if you make it out alive tonight.
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if keigo can get out and warn natsuo, and let someone know that something is wrong... that's all he needs.
even when he's grabbed by the neck, flames burning his skin for a moment, he laughs, kicking at the monster in front of him before he's thrown haphazardly against the furniture.
but of course it's short lived and he should have known. it's his own fault that keigo isn't fast enough, isn't it. he should have been faster. too much for his own good... but not anymore. ]
Do I look like I'm fuckin' moving? I didn't say shit, did I. Ya really think you can get away with this? I fuckin' told ya you shouldn't have brought anyone into our family business.
[he laughs, wiping blood from his face.]
Bet a whole lotta people know where the winged hero Hawks was tonight. What're ya gonna do, pay off thousands'a people?
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he can only glare though, at his disobedient son. there may be no coming back from this. he had to choose wisely. hawks wouldn't be able to leave out of here alive.
if he broke him, maybe. but it's not anything endeavor is willing to put to chance. dabi proved that too well.
hawks' hands are trying to dig at his grip, probably fighting to breathe now. it'd be so easy to give into his frustration. just kill this pretty ex-hero off and be done with it. but no. that would be too easy. he's realizing now how lenient he is with dabi. he's got time to consider the threat of keeping this former hero here though.
time before the commissioners begin to irritate him over hawks' well-being.]
That's none of your concern.
[he states darkly as he finally releases his strong grip on hawk's neck, ignoring the way the ex-hero coughs sharply and inhales deeply. maybe it's the deep anger that stems from dabi's failed attempt to be saved or maybe the look of the scars on hawks' back that has endeavor placing a hot, searing hand to the spot those red wings used to lay.
he's almost too pleased to hear the sharp scream that leaves hawks' mouth though, the scent of burning flesh filling the air.]
Maybe ending him here would finally keep you in line, wouldn't it? I can kill him right here and keep Natsuo as the newest pet to play with. All because of my disobedient child.
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he knows he's doomed now. he knows he's never going to get away. he'll never be free. his father will kill him before keigo will be able to get help, he's sure of it. if keigo is even able to get away after this. ]
Keep tellin' yourself that, old man.
[keigo's the pro-hero. he's been a pro-hero for years. he should know what to do at a time like this, even without his wings. and yet he's still here now, getting attacked all over again once endeavor starts burning at his back.
dabi growls, pushing himself up and lunges himself at his father, shoving the fire away from keigo's back.]
You don't even want them! Leave them the fuck alone. I already told ya you can do whatever you want with me, just leave 'em alone! Ya got me! What more do ya want! You got me!
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he still holds the same desire though.
endeavor knows that dabi isn't broken yet. not when he's leaping up like that, shouting to get his bird free. immediately, he backhands his son with a flaming hand, not caring if he sears dabi's flesh. what was one more scar?
however, it does stop him from burning hawks' back even further. the ex-hero stumbles and endeavor takes the brief second to shove him forward and pressing a foot to his back, to keep hawks pinned. it won't last long. he knows the former hero will eventually start to fight back once he gain's his bearings.
taking that time, he takes dabi's neck into hand and squeezes, repeating his earlier motion by cutting off the air flow. he wouldn't kill dabi here. not now. but he doesn't care if the brat loses consciousness.]
That tongue always never knew when to stop. It's why I always had to keep that mouth full.
[he hisses, glaring hard down at his eldest.]
I already can do whatever I want to your body. But there's something more you can give, something I'll take, one way or another. You'll break and beg in ways you've never done before.
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he doesn't mind getting hit, though. he's taken worse plenty of times before. as long as endeavor's attention is on him more than keigo, that's just fine with him.
it's stupid, of course. he should just let the traitor burn. but... keigo is more than just a traitor and he knows it. apparently endeavor knows it now too. he can't even try to stop his father's foot from pressing down onto his ex lovers back. not when endeavor's got them both pinned.
getting hit is one thing, but that large hand around his small neck is something else entirely. he scrambles at endeavor's hand, scratching at it to try and breathe. his legs kick, but he gets no purchase. he wants to reply that he'll give endeavor whatever he wants already, but he can't even speak.
more blood pours from his stitches, and then he does pass out. his body is too weak to withstand all of this.]
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it's about that time that hawks begins to fight to push up, and he has to now scuffle with the former hero. even without his wings, hawks knew well enough of how to fight and take care of himself. almost a shame to lose a hero like this, but endeavor is positive the young former hero was better on his back than a battle.
he utilizes dabi's unconscious body to toss at hawks, who seems all too eager to catch him, leaving the blond wide open. he attacks, hawks retaliates the best he probably can. it goes on like this, with his furniture being destroyed in the process. eventually though, endeavor has enough and uses his flames to weaken hawks completely, who pathetically holds tight to dabi. his son would make it. endeavor didn't doubt that.
any attempt hawks makes of talking him down go ignored, as does pleading and begging. he knows what he wants out of all of this, and he'll get it.
eventually, he can see the heat becomes too much for hawks, who is down on his knees, weak. endeavor can see dabi's body behind the fallen hero, still being protected. he snorts and takes the opportunity given to him to knock the youth out, leaving endeavor with two lifeless bodies in a mess of a room.
he would need to hire a private cleaning service before fuyumi becomes aware of the mess. for now though, he lifts up both bodies, intending on getting what he desired out of the both of them.
they were in for one hell of an awakening.]
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his head is incredibly hazy and everything hurts like fire burning through him, but there's this underlying pleasure he can't place. the next thing he realizes is that he can't move his arms. He's woken up like this before, arms restrained and numb, so he focused on that first and knows that he's restrained to the bed.
there's a other wave of pleasure down between his legs and he realizes there are hands on him. that's when he finally blinks his eyes open and hazily takes in the sight before him. that's when he remembers.
but what's really happening is not what he expects, and he furrows his eyebrows, letting out a broken sound as he yanks at his restraints.]
No.... stop... Keigo what are you doing??
[Keigo's hand is on his cock, stroking him into hardness and Endeavor has his hands all over his former lover, one hand on the other man's cock as well. it's like a nightmare, all of them naked here in bed, his father's hands on someone who was supposed to only be his.]
Get the fuck off'a him! Keigo!
[He tries to squirm away from it all, but Endeavor grabs his leg, and when he looks at Keigo's lust filled eyes he knows that something is very wrong.]
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endeavor comes to smirk when his eldest son finally awakens, looking so deliciously distraught. of course, hearing touya refer to hawks by his given name is both irritating and intriguing.
keigo comes to lift his head up briefly, looking far too pleased that dabi has woke up. “please, dabi..need you.” a soft whine spills from his mouth before he comes to attach his lips to a dark, angry bruise on dabi’s thighs, left from endeavor some time ago.]
You should have seen the way he broke when I drugged him. He begged, said how important consent was to you. He didn’t even care what I would do to him.
[consent? touya didn’t deserve that. no. he never did. and especially not after his latest stunt. endeavor was going to make touya regret ever going against his father.
his hand comes to leave the cock in his hand in order to give a hard slap on keigo’s ass, earning a sharp cry from the fallen hero. keigo doesn’t stop in his licks and nibbles to dabi’s bruises though, eventually coming to nuzzle the former villain’s dick.]
He’s pretty when he cries. You know how much I love tears, don’t you?
[endeavor comes to chuckle deeply as he raises up dabi’s leg that remained in his other grip, biting down sharply. it’s not supposed to all feel good. touya was a naughty boy, after all.]
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No... Keigo... what the fuck are ya doing?
[his eyes go wide when keigo keeps stroking at him, then leans in to suck on a painful bruise. he tries to pull his leg away again to no avail. ]
You fuckin' piece'a shit! I hate you. I'm gonna fuckin' kill you!
[drugged. of course his father drugged keigo, forcing them both into this. consent is the last thing endeavor cares about. the last thing he would ever give his son. dabi grits his teeth, still trying to move away. he doesn't want to feel pleasure right now, but keigo's hands and mouth on him have their effect in a way he can't deny, and he's impossibly hard without wanting to be.]
Get your fuckin' hands off'a him!
[he growls at endeavor, not wanting to think about the way keigo begged and cried. the bite to his leg has him crying out, and he kicks at his father, trying to dislodge keigo in the process.]
Keigo, don't... snap the fuck out of it!
[he knows that won't work if it's a drug, but he's desperate for something to get through to keigo, because he knows this is only gonna get worse.]
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he’ll learn quick to always give into his father.
naturally, he’s amused by dabi’s reaction, hungrily watching as his eldest fights him, tries to even get keigo’s attention. however, the fallen hero only continues to playfully nip at the bruise before soothing it with his tongue.
but, as dabi comes to struggle, fighting to get both of them off, keigo whines, digging his nails into the villain’s thighs to steady his body. “dabi, please-it hurts.” comes a pathetic cry from the once hero, before he raises himself a little higher and drags his tongue over the head of dabi’s cock. “g-gonna die..please. it’s boiling inside.” keigo says so hungrily as he keeps licking dabi, dark and lustful eyes trained on the villain.]
He can’t hear you, boy. He’s only thinking about getting his slutty hole filled.
[endeavor hums, releasing dabi’s leg in order to grab a fistful of keigo’s soft hair. he pulls back on it, so only the tip of his tongue can taste touya. immediately, the fallen hero whines, tears building up fast in his eyes from being denied what he desired.]
Beg for your hero, Touya. You don’t want me taking care of him, right? Or do you still not care for your little traitor, even when he’s on all four and worshiping your cock.
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[he tries again, because even if he knows by now that it'll only fuel his father's fire, he cant help but try to get these hands off of him. he so desperately doesnt want this to be happening right now.
but then Keigo's nails are digging into him, trying to get him to stop moving instead and Dabi gasps, fingers curling tight into the chains holding him onto the headboard of the bed, as Keigo's tongue drags along his cock.
he doesn't want Keigo to be in pain, but this is too much. all he wants is for this to stop.]
Oh god...
[he tries not to look as distressed as he feels, but it's hard not to. when Enji grabs Keigo's hair though, it's rage that runs through him and he yanks hard at the restraints, kicking out at his father again like a wild animal, trying not knock him away from Keigo.]
Get your filthy hands off'a him, you pig! Stop touchin him! Don't you dare fuckin' touch him!
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dabi kicking doesn’t push keigo away, but also endeavor is able to easily dodge it, giving a burning smack to his oldest’s thighs. and just because touya demanded it, endeavor goes against his son, leaving keigo’s hair so he could grope the fallen hero’s ass. the blond wiggles, not quite fighting him, but definitely more invested in dabi.
without his hair being held, keigo begins to scramble to climb up on dabi’s body, dragging his tongue from cock to stomach to chest, until stopping at the former villain’s collarbone. he finds another bruise and begins to suckle over it. “dabi, n-need it..need it inside.” keigo whispers as he looks up through long lashes to his old lover, tongue sticking out. “please....touya.”
not one to pass up an opportunity when he sees it, endeavor spreads his son’s legs, settling between them, broad chest pressing to keigo’s back. his intense blue eyes look down at touya while he comes to lick the fallen hero’s neck.]
If you don’t beg for him to fuck your cock, I’ll gladly fill him myself. What do you say?
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dabi lets out an angry yell when enji grabs at keigo's ass. the only thing that keeps him from lashing out again is that keigo climbs on top of him now, ignoring enji's touches. at least his bird has enough sense in him for that much, though it still makes his insides crawl when keigo won't stop putting his mouth on him while his father still has his hands on him. ]
Keigo.
[he says his former lover's name almost pleadingly, wishing there was some way to break through this. there isn't though, and dabi knows he has to acknowledge this for what it is. he opens his mouth to answer him, trying to stop moving away, but then his legs are spread and enji is pressing up against keigo's back, and anger flashes back into dabi's eyes. he wants to puke as he watches in horror as his father licks up keigo's neck, but the threat is full there now, the older man's leaking cock hot between his legs and against keigo's back.]
No! No, no.... alright, I'll beg, goddamn it! Keigo... fuck. Please... I need you to sit on my cock. I need you let me fill you up... please. Ride me good and hard. Don't do anythin' but use me to get off. Just do it, it's okay. Just fuckin' do it.
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but he has other things in mind. so long as his son follows the silent demand.
keigo looks up with such desire and lust as dabi comes to say his name. he even stops in the licking treatment of the bruise under his lips. “dabi...” he hums in pleasure, rocking his hips to dabi’s erection with his own.
behind him, endeavor is more than pleased when dabi comes to plead like the number one hero demands. it’s a pretty beg too, and endeavor finds his hard and leaking cock twitching against dabi’s thigh and keigo’s lower back.
between the todorokis’ bodies, keigo wiggles his hips, forcing endeavor off so he can greedily and properly get on dabi’s lap, grinding again, this time the tight rim of his hole to dabi’s hard length. once the tip catches the ring of muscle, keigo doesn’t hesitate to slam his hips down, filling his tight and wet hole with the pulsing cock of his former lover.
the intimate and pleasurable sensation immediately gets keigo to orgasm between their bodies, squeezing tightly around his old lover. he braces both hands on dabi’s chest in a cry, rocking his hips. it’s not enough. he needed to cum more. “dabi, dabi, please. mmm..so good. so thick and warm. I need it. always need you.” keigo whines as he starts to rock his hips back and forth, beginning to set up a steady rhythm.
to aggravate his son more, endeavor rests a hand at keigo’s waist while he watches them fuck.]
You feel how wet he is, Touya? It’s a salve that will keep your cock hard, even if you’re in pain.
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he wishes he could just focus on the anger he felt at being betrayed- it would make this easier, he imagines. but he can't.]
Come on Keigo, just do it.
[he says quietly, hands curling into fists above his head, and he watches as keigo climbs on top of him and positions himself. he feels sick at the thought of his father having prepped keigo, those hot, disgusting fingers inside of his pretty bird. he can feel blood coming out of the seams of his staples on his cheeks at the thought, and he hates that he even feels this much about it.
it's not a moment later before keigo is slamming down onto his cock, and dabi cries out, hips jerking up as keigo cums all over his stomach.]
Fuck, Keigo... oh jesus fuck.
[he gasps out, wishing he could move his arms enough to pull keigo closer and away from the hungry eyes of endeavor. keigo is so relentlessly determined to keep fucking himself on his cock, and dabi doesn't know what to do. he could just give into it and pretend he's somewhere else with keigo, far away from here. he couldn't have ever imagined this is how they would end up together again, but of course. his life is nothing but a nightmare now. but if he could just let himself feel this.... away from here... maybe he won't go crazy with it all.]
Keep ridin' me Keigo. Keep goin'. S'okay.
[he tries, he really does, but endeavor's hand resting on keigo's waist pulls him out of it. he grits his teeth and closes his eyes, yanking at his restraints again. he was always so jealous before, but this is pushing him over the edge.
but his eyes snap open when endeavor tells him about the salve, and he brings his knee up hard, sending it into his father's arm- the one at keigo's waist, trying to knock it away.]
You're fuckin' sick, you pathetic piece'a shit!
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there was that little thrill of prepping the ex-hero though, filling his body with that salve that made him cry and moan at the same time.
both touya and keigo put on a good show though, one that leaves his cock pulsing and dripping, leaking precum all on his son's inner thigh and the ex-hero's ass. he rocks with the same motion as keigo, momentarily though, because his irritating bratty son decides to use his knee at his arm. it forces him to release the former hero, and not one to let touya get away with shit, he smacks the brat's inner thigh.]
Behave.
[he orders in a grunt, but does pull away, reaching for a nearby container and pumping a light amount of lube onto the digits. he has to time it with one of keigo's rocks up to slide the tip of his finger to dabi's own rim. he spreads the gooey texture briefly, teasing the hole with each of keigo's thrusts. when he feels it's essentially wet enough, a single finger starts to press inside, purposely slowly.
he could very well go in raw. he could make it hurt. he could make it painful. but endeavor wants dabi to hate it even further. he wants him to despise this far more, over what his father is doing to him and his ex-lover. it won't all be easy or pleasurable though, but he's not giving dabi what he's accustomed to. now that, that would be too kind of him.
keigo, naturally, isn't aware of what's going on behind him, nor does he essentially care in his state. pure and raw pleasure courses through him with each roll of his hips. sometimes he uses his knees to thrust his ex-lover's cock deep and hard inside of him, and others, he simply rocks back and forth and grinds dabi against his sweet spot. "w-want you to fill..me." keigo whines brokenly, tears building more in his eyes. "wanna fill it...in my stomach..want to drip your cum."]
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