[keigo screams. it’s so incredibly intense and hot as they fuck. keigo can’t even move with his lover, can only take. it’s like he’s along for the ride, to be used over and over.
the thrusts perfectly hit his sweet spot, and it doesn’t take long to come again. and, like before, he’s driven to a whole new height of pain and pleasure, crying as they keep fucking. he wants to beg for it to stop, but little to no words form. all he does is bounce, face wet with tears and spit as his mouth hangs open. drunk off the drugs and sex, keigo comes to find another release very easy, barely spilling any fluids between them.
keigo isn’t sure how many times he ends up coming before he feels those familiar arms around him. desperately, he clings back, crying softly into his lover’s chest. he’s so overwhelmed by the drugs, yet knowing in a way that it’s dabi here, it keeps the fallen hero a little grounded, even if he felt broken.
endeavor allows them to be, finding it fascinating to watch. just how relentless his son is with keigo almost sets a burning fire to aid in his arousal. it’s a sight he’s never seen before, to have touya react for his own pleasure.
hungrily, he runs a tongue over his lips, eying his prey. he almost misses the apology there, so he returns his gaze to his son’s face. “and? how should i punish you? fucking your little greedy hole? i bet that’s what you want.” endeavor purrs out as he slaps a hand down onto dabi’s thigh. “giving you what you want isn’t a punishment. no. if you want to be fucked like the whore you are, you better make it interesting for daddy.”]
[ as much as dabi feels like he's losing his mind, he doesn't push keigo further beyond what he can take. when he comes, he only thrusts up a few more times before he stops, and whatever keigo is experiencing is his own body being unable to stop fucking him. it's almost frightening to watch, especially because he keeps asking dabi to stop, but dabi isn't doing anything more. holding him as all dabi can do as keigo bounces on him.
he is relieved though when keigo comes again before he gets pulled down into his arms. he holds him because he's scared, and because he dosn't want him to be in pain anymore. he wants him to stop moving to give him a break, but also because he can't allow endeavor to take him away. at least this time he has his arms and he can hold keigo the way he wants to. ]
I'm here... I'm here. S'okay, just a little longer.
[he doesn't know how much longer they'll be forced to do this, but he has to say something. he has to believe something. the only fear he has now is what endeavor will do to keigo because of him. ]
I'll do anythin, Daddy. Anything you want. All for you, whatever ya want me to do.
[he has no idea what will appease his father at this point. usually punishment is to fuck into his son relentlessly, but clearly endeavor thinks that's what he wants. it's the last thing he wants. he doesn't know what else to offer.]
[keigo aches in such an unfamiliar way, clinging tightly to his lover. for the first time since this began, his mind...isn’t as fuzzy. not everything clicks exactly, but he sees dabi clearly beneath him, holding him tightly.]
Dabi, what...why?
[he can’t exactly piece it all together, but he refuses to leave the warmth of his old lover. it feels safe here, oddly enough. but, where were they? what was going on?
“anything, huh? how useless. guess daddy will have to figure something out.” endeavor’s chilling voice startles keigo from the safety of dabi’s arms. golden eyes come to widen fearfully, and the former hero looks over his shoulder, body starting to tremble. he’s frozen. can’t move. can’t even breathe.
endeavor catches the look of absolute fear within keigo’s features. he chuckles deeply, reaching a hand over to cup touya's face as he comes up with the perfect plan to fully punish his son and break them even further. “how about we give your bird a front row seat to the family business?” endeavor practically purrs, other hand coming to rest over keigo’s waist.
the blond can’t pull his scared gaze from the number one hero, but he bites his fingernails harder into the scarred flesh beneath him. so many things are hazy, but it’s starting to piece together slowly. unfortunately, there’s a heat in his lower stomach that also grows, causing both pleasure and pain.]
[ dabi can feel keigo clinging back so hard and it keeps him grounded. he holds just as tightly, wanting to make sure keigo knows he's here too, no matter what.
he knows it's probably a bad idea to leave this in his father's hands, but he doesn't know what to say. he doesn't know what else of himself he could possibly offer to keep keigo safe. endeavor has already taken everything from him.
but it's then that he realizes some clarity in keigo's eyes, and his heart starts racing hard in his chest.
oh no.
he's been wanting keigo to be more lucid all this time, but in a way, having him mindless made this a little easier. keigo didn't have to think or worry about anything else but getting himself off, even if it was painful. if he realizes what's happening, it'll all come crashing down. ]
Keigo.... Keigo, focus on me.
[It's the last thing dabi wants though, shame filling him to his core, but he'd rather have keigo's attention on him than on his father.]
Yes, Daddy... please. Use me the way you wanna use me. I deserve it.
[he resists the urge to fight endeavor off when he touches his bird's waist, his own fingers curling deep into keigo's skin the way keigo's fingers are pressing into his scars.
he does deserve this. he deserves every bit of this for bringing keigo into this mess. he shouldn't have contacted him at all.]
[keigo feels boneless, like he doesn’t have access to his own body. he’s never felt so bare, despite being naked plenty of times in front of dabi. hell, in front of whomever his handlers order him to be. it’s different here though, and not just because endeavor is coming to move closer.
gold eyed snap shut from the buildup of fear when he feels the number one lean forward, nosing his hair, breathing him in. it’s thankfully short lived, with the hero pulling away just as fast.
dabi’s words get the blond to reopen his eyes, gold irises blurry from the tears forming there. he isn’t sure what to say or do, so completely frozen. he feels so much like a failure, one that couldn’t save the most important thing in his life.
keigo tries to mouth some words to his lover, lips trembling at his growing fear.]
..ry...I-I’m..sorry.
[he failed. it’s his fault that dabi was here, in this mess. he should have listened, should have-
“were you the one who taught him to apologize so pretty like this?” endeavor questions, looking over keigo’s shoulders to stare down at his son. the hero always did have a hungry appetite to apologies and tears together. practically a weakness of his.
with a pleased hum, endeavor comes to grind his cock from dabi’s prepped hole all the way up to where his son was still balls-deep within the fallen hero. “if you don’t want me to turn your bird around to watch, you better keep fucking him when i’m inside of you. do you understand, touya?” he orders as he reaches for the bottle of lube from earlier, having every intention of making it more pleasant than it needed to be. he’s sure these two would fall apart at the seams if they enjoy it.
golden eyes come to look worried despite the fear remaining, and keigo sits up, looking over his shoulder to the hero.]
No-don’t! Please, Endeav-
[the number one hero doesn’t give keigo the chance to finish his plea, comes to wrap a large hand around his neck, cutting off the words. “touya, make sure he’s only begging and pleading for pleasure.” endeavor orders, free hand rubbing the slickness of the lube over his hard cock.]
[he can't help but cry out quietly when endeavor starts nosing at Keigo's hair, disgust building inside of him at the sight of his father so close, especially doing something that always disgusts him so much. luckily endeavor moves away quickly to take his place between his legs instead.
he hates this, he loathes this, but it's better than anything he might do to Keigo, so he's still sickeningly relieved.
with Keigo's eyes back on him, apologies falling from his lips, Dabi moves a hand to his face, cupping it gently and shaking his head.]
Don't... don't. Not like this. Just focus on me, Keigo.
[his insides squeeze at Endeavor's words and he gives him a look of disgust. even more so because he wants to say that Keigo has nothing to apologize for, but the words won't come out, because deep down the betrayal still stings.]
Yeah, I did.
[he grits out instead, because he knows thats what his father wants to hear. but now his eyes are averted in shame, and the only other thing he does is glare at a spot over his father's shoulder when he feels the man's hot, throbbing cock slide up against him. ]
I understand.
[he says and very slowly starts rocking his hips again, just so his father is appeased. but then Keigo turns around and starts begging, and Dabi tenses up hard when that large hand goes around his lover's neck, sitting up as well to try and drag Keigo back to him.]
Kei! Keigo! Stop, just look at me. Please... touch me, come on. Come on, birdie. I'll make ya feel so good, come on. Don't worry about anythin' else, just you'n me.
[tears can only wet their way down his cheeks as dabi hand comes to cup his face. briefly, his eyes close, more tears leaking before he reopens the golden irises. keigo doesn’t trust his voice, so he nods his head, understanding that apologizing was useless right here and now.
he tries his hardest to focus on dabi, but it’s so hard. he’s never felt this much fear before. there’s been bouts of it, scared as a child naturally, but never anything this fearful. the only thing close to something like this was when he was forced to betray his lover.
somewhere, he half-listens to the exchange between father and son. he hates this so much. there’s only one who should see him like this, should be the one to touch and kiss and fuck him. and keigo misses it something fierce. he just wants to go back to that time, of warm hands and sensitive feathers.
dabi rocking his hips up quickly gets that ache to grow, his cock painfully hard between his legs. wet eyes return to his lover as he pleads to him, and keigo can only cry more, but give a nod of his head in acceptance. it’s enough for endeavor to release his neck, and keigo quickly scrambles closer to dabi. he wraps his arms around the familiar body, burying his face into dabi’s collarbone.]
It feels..weird. I’m really hot.
[he whispers, hopefully too quiet for endeavor to hear. he only wants dabi to know. in a way, the only person he can trust in his life right now is the same one he betrayed.
endeavor can hear, but doesn’t say anything. he busies himself by taking dabi’s inner thighs and spreading them wider. easily, he presses comfortably between them, so close that his broad chest rubs against keigo’s back. he doesn’t miss the shiver there either, but it’s far from where his focus is. hard, bulbous tip of his dick rubs wet and slick lube at the hole he prepped. he teasingly comes to press just barely inside and out, repeating the motion over and over.]
[ there was a time, months ago, when dabi would have relished the tears on keigo's face. he would have told him he deserved all that was coming to him after his betrayal. it was more than betrayal of the league, at the time. dabi felt like keigo betrayed something deep and fragile between the two of them.
but now, there's nothing worse than seeing keigo's tears streaming down his face, and dabi feels overwhelmed with grief. he knows how scared keigo is. he's been there so many times before. but this has been dabi's life for months now. he's used to it. he knows what a monster endeavor is. he wishes keigo had listened to him. had believed him. he wishes more than anything that keigo would have taken his side.
but now they're in his nightmare, and it's only worse with keigo being aware of what's going on. of having to listen and watch the scene unfolding with him and his father. dabi knows nothing after this will ever be the same again.
when endeavor finally releases keigo, his arms fly around him, sliding up his back, avoiding the burns and scars on his former lover's back. he turns his head and buries his bloody face into keigo's hair, closing his eyes as he lays them back down so his father can continue. he spreads his legs easily, hips rocking up into keigo a little more, feeling disgusted by how in control his father is. how in control he'll always be, because of these quirk suppressing cuffs the pro-heroes clasped around his wrists.
dabi is so sure they'd sweep all of this under the rug even if they did find out. he hates them with every fiber of his being. ]
I know... I know. We've been at this for a long time. S'okay, Kei. The drugs're wearin' off, ya won't feel so hot anymore.
[without his quirk, dabi can't heat up like he used to. at least he won't heat keigo up any more than he needs to. he tenses when his father's cock rubs against his hole, but he forces himself to try and relax, shuddering a bit at the horror of what this is going to feel like. his father's cock inside of him while he's inside of keigo. it's enough to make him feel sick.]
Keep ridin' me, Kei. Move with my body, okay? Don't look back.
[this is the absolute definition of a nightmare. and he’s not here alone within it. dabi is the one suffering the most, and all keigo can do is cry.
it makes him ill that his body is like this, hard and needy for attention. but if he pretends, he can maybe only focus on dabi and their old intimacy. that endeavor isn’t behind them, isn’t torturing his eldest son who keigo should have protected.
why? why didn’t he notice? why was no one here to save dabi? no one deserved this sort of torture.
a small moan escapes when dabi’s hips move up. he can feel it pressing so deep, the familiar cock of his lover always knowing his exact sweet spot. dabi is all around him, arms wrapped tight and protective. keigo sniffles but breathes in the scent of his old lover, moving to caress a hand through dabi’s hair.]
Okay..okay, Dabi.
[he whispers, feeling vague memories sort of come to mind. they really have been at this for a long time. swallowing, keigo can feel the hint of an anxiety attack as endeavor is behind him much too close.
he tries to nod his head as, even now, dabi continues to calm him down. tears bite the corner of his eyes, but he tries to rock his hips, trying to ride dabi like requested of him
endeavor teases that hole until he notes keigo beginning to move. so, as the fallen hero slides his body back down, endeavor presses his cock into the wet ring of muscle. purposely, he’s slow, but unforgiving too. he doesn’t stop until he’s fully buried within touya, where he comes to rest, hot hands braces on his son’s thighs.
tight as always, endeavor thinks pleasantly. he rocks after a few minutes, only barely taking his hard dick from touya’s inner heat. it’s after a few rolls of his hips that he pulls the pulsing shaft almost out and thrusts it back in deeply. the force of it all even bounces the fallen hero, who can’t help but cry out from the pressure.]
I..I..I can feel..it.
[keigo whispers brokenly. this really was the worst.]
[ with keigo focusing more on him now, dabi tries to do the same. his hard cock aches with how sensitive it is, but that pain barely scratches the surface of anything anymore, he notices. but now with keigo starting to move again, it hurts. he can only imagine how badly it's going to hurt to have his father pressing in deep inside of him, practically tearing apart his insides all over again, and rubbing against his abused sweet spot when he can barely stand it.
but no, he can't think of that just yet. not when he can focus on keigo. he slides his hands up his neck and into his hair, trying to be gentle. he knows what's coming between his legs, but he still cries out when endeavor presses his thick, angry cock inside of him. he feels like he's being ripped apart as his father pushes into him agonizingly slow, while keigo engulfs his cock with his warm body.
it's too much all at once, being so filled like this, with his own cock buried deep inside keigo. even with his beautiful bird on top of him, all he can feel is disgust, and it's breaking him, just like his father wanted. ]
K-Keigo... ah... keep going.... please....
[he pleads, because it's hard for him to thrust up while his father's cock is keeping him in place. he cries out again when endeavor pulls out and thrusts in deeply, forcing keigo to bounce on his cock. dabi can't stand it. it feels like his father is even in control of the way keigo rides him, the force of his thrusts making him fuck keigo the way he wants him to. making keigo bounce when he wants him to.]
No... no, Keigo... focus on how I feel inside'a you. Not that.
[he can't. he can't do this. he can't have keigo thinking of how deep his father is inside of him while they fuck. he doesn't want keigo thinking of his father at all]
[keigo can’t even pick a pace or move how he wants because endeavor has enough force to move him instead. how can he focus on anything when the pressure is so big and strong? his body is forcefully fucked up and up and up, hands braced on dabi’s chest.]
I-I’m trying-oh gods..fuck, fuck, D-Dabi!
[he can’t stop the cries, or how good his lover feels. he absolutely hates that he can feel endeavor’s thick cock though, that they’re both being forced into this.
“what pretty words you’re both saying right now. daddy is proud.” endeavor chuckles as he starts to build up a rhythm. touya is so warm, so tight. the lube makes it easy to slide in and out, fucking those abused walls so perfectly.
and, not one to miss an opportunity to torment his son, he comes to take keigo, one hand on his shoulder, the other on his waist. endeavor uses little strength to lift keigo up, his chest to that scarred back. the fallen hero bounces so much higher as the number one fucks into the villain beneath them. “would you like to hear him call me daddy too, touya? he can even call you big brother. i know how much you love your other brother, boy.” endeavor hungrily looks down to his son as his tongue grazes keigo’s neck, the former hero flinching, probably too terrified to move.]
[ dabi lets out a strangled sound as endeavor fucks into him, making keigo bounce harder on his cock. he tries to gain control back and keep his own pace with his lover, but it's almost impossible, and dabi wants to yank keigo off of him and scream in his father's face.
he hates that when he looks down, he can see the bulge of his father's huge cock pressing up into his malnourished abdomen, looking like it's going to rip out of him any second, while keigo bounces right over him, hands almost on the same spot. it's sickening, and dabi wants to puke. he looks away, closing his eyes for a moment, pain engulfing his insides. no matter how many times this happens, he can never get used to it.
not a single one of those times has ever felt as bad as this, though. dabi feels like he's going crazy in some kind of nightmare. one he dragged keigo into and they won't ever wake up from.
he knows it can only get worse if his father wants it to be that way, and it absolutely does when endeavor takes a hold of keigo and lifts him up, forcing him to watch the way endeavor's thick cock slams into him and forces his cock into keigo... forcing him to watch keigo pressed tight against endeavor's sweaty chest. he has to look away. he can't stand this. ]
No, Daddy... please. P-please don't. Please... please... please.
[he tries to get out, his broken pleas coming out in pieces with each hard thrust. he grabs at the sheets for leverage, keigo too far away from him now. ]
[keigo wants nothing more than to be alone with dabi, to have just dragged the villain with him and run away so they weren't in this position. why? why couldn't they have been able to escape earlier? why didn't he ever connect those dots previously? it's not fair. none of this was fair. dabi didn't deserve this at all.
it's like he's fucking two cocks at once when shifted into the other position. he can feel endeavor bulging against dabi's skin on top of it all. he doesn't want to touch there, but he needs something to hold onto, something to stabilize him.
his blood is so cold though from endeavor's words. he doesn't want to call the man that all. doesn't want to call dabi his brother. they were lovers. that's the world keigo wants to keep living and pretending in while they both go through this hell.
"oh, but i think you do. don't you remember how many times i caught you in natsuo's room? how many times i punished you in front of your brother while he slept?" endeavor questions, eyes narrowed in slight irritation over the fact that his eldest son looks away. in retaliation, he comes to adjust his hands back to keigo's waist, bracing them as he speeds up his thrusts, glad to hear the sounds of not only his fucking filling the air, but dabi and keigo's too. it's not all skin on skin slapping, but the wet schlick from lube and cum that bounces off the walls too.
the former hero is starting to drown, both from this nightmare, and the way dabi fucks him. despite the hellish horror he and his lover are enduring, he's able to somehow find pleasure within it. it's breaking him apart.
he tries desperately to block out endeavor, but how can he when all he feels is the man fucking up so hard into dabi that keigo feels it too? or those much too large hands grabbing him?]
Dabi...Dabi..p-please.
[keigo whines through teary eyes, holding both his hands out. he needs to touch his lover, needs to ignore the presence of the monster behind him before he breaks completely.]
[ he can't even imagine escaping anymore. he's too far gone in this. keigo was his last hope, and now he's stuck in this nightmare too. dabi was selfish to contact him, to try and find a moment of comfort with someone he should have let go of.
endeavor's thrusts are so relentless, it takes everything inside of dabi not to try to scramble away from the pain. he knows that if his father even gets a hint of him trying to move away, he'll take keigo instead. the older man won't be so lenient twice. so he lays there and takes it, his exhaustion making him start to give in to the thrusts and the way they push him deep into keigo. he can feel the way his lover clenches around him now in a way that means it feels good. at least something about this feels good to someone... though he knows deep down that isn't the case either. ]
I remember. I remember everything. I don't want this to be like that.
[he pleads, though he's not even sure if half those words come out, because his father starts thrusting into him so hard that bloody tears drip from his scars again, and his back arches to try and accommodate for that large, terrifying cock trying to rip through him.]
Oh god, please... please s-st...
[he bites back the words with a cry. he doesn't want this to stop. he can't let it stop because then his father with use keigo instead. he feels dizzy with the force of it all, but he hears keigo's voice through it all, and even though the last thing he wants is to have to look at his father and keigo together like this, he has to. his tired gaze finds pained golden ones and he reaches out, trying to grab at keigo's hands. he misses a few times, but then he manages to finally grab onto them, even though his grip is so weak.]
[endeavor snorts at his son's words, giving a hard snap of his hips for it. "selfish brat." he hisses, figures he may need to discipline the two of them further. he had plenty of ideas, plenty of ways to keep breaking the two of them down.
he plots while fucking, thrusts becoming a little more aggressive due to it. he almost doesn't catch how his eldest son almost begs for it to stop. the brat is lucky he doesn't complete those words. endeavor wouldn't hesitate to use keigo in exchange.
there was no leniency left. no patience.
if keigo isn't breaking from the force of endeavor's thrusts below and behind him, it was the aggression that was forming. he suddenly feels so selfish for asking for dabi's help when he's being assaulted like this. he wants to beg and plead for endeavor to just stop and use him, but he recalls dabi's earlier words and the threat. he needed to do something. he had to help his lover.
even now, dabi is so thoughtful in his own way, reaching his hands out when keigo requests of them. they fall and slip a few times, but eventually he can hold onto dabi, and keigo doesn't hesitate to link their fingers together. he wishes he could help, wishes he could provide more-]
D...D..Da..daddy. [he almost vomits, gritting his teeth before he forces his wet eyes to look over his shoulder at the monster behind him.] Daddy, I want to..to..kiss big brother. Please.
[such vile. such disgust. keigo can't even stop how he digs his fingernails into dabi's hands for a brief second before he realizes and stops. endeavor's grip on his waist tightens, contemplating almost, before the man fixes his own gaze to his eldest son with a pleased smirk at his lips. "you could learn from your pet, touya."
it's all he says before he uses his thumbs on keigo's hipbones to let the bird down. immediately, keigo scrambles to press his forehead to dabi's, closing his eyes tightly, tears falling onto the former villain's face. he can't do much of anything here, but keigo hopes he can provide dabi something else to focus on.]
[ the snap of endeavor's hips into him pulls another broken cry from his lips, but then they don't stop as he gets fucked even harder. his insides hurt and he knows that even with all that prep, he's still bleeding. he's too weak for this now. he's been taking it for far too long, and he's a hell of a lot more broken than when he was a kid.
his fingers slide into keigo's and he squeezes tight, needing something to hold on to while he's fucked into the mattress. his own cock feels so painful, being forced to stay hard even though nothing about this feels good anymore, not even keigo riding him. maybe that's the worst part of it all. he's just so tired of this. he's tired of everything. he wants it to stop.
he lets out a sound a grief when keigo gives in and starts calling endeavor daddy, silent pleas of no, no, no leaving his lips. it feels like his insides are being clawed out, and it gets harder to breathe. he just about loses it when keigo goes on, calling him his big brother, giving endeavor those disgusting words that he wants to hear. maybe it's a good thing that keigo digs his fingernails into dabi's hand, because his grip loosens. there's so much inside of him that feels like it's starting to fade away.
it's hard to focus on anything anymore, even when keigo is let down against him. he always feels empty and defeated after a long night of his father using him, but this feels so much worse than that. all he can do is close his eyes as well, hoping that his father finishes inside of him soon. ]
Please... please come inside me Daddy. Fill me up with your milk. Please... please...
[he whispers against Keigo's lips, his legs falling open wider, letting his father use his body to fuck up into keigo because he has nothing left.]
[it was utter filth and disgust to have said such things to endeavor, but keigo can't imagine how dabi must feel. he feels bad for it. however, he's at least able to hold his lover close. dabi's breath is even warm against his lips, something he can focus on, despite how heartbreaking those words are to hear.
endeavor seems to relish in it, chuckling before he begins to pound harder and harder inside of his eldest son. he doesn't need to look down to know how broken apart touya must be. good. it wasn't nearly enough. he could be broken further.
for now though, the hero chases his release, having teased his own body enough. he enjoyed the night thus far, of watching these two break at his fingertips to even falling apart for each other. this was their lives now. there was no escaping this. they both belonged to him.
that, along with such pretty words, endeavor is able to focus on building his thrusts, snapping his hips harder and harder, nails biting into keigo's hips. the little fallen bird better feel all of this too. it takes a few more thrusts before endeavor buries his cock inside of dabi, hot and burning seed filling up the abused walls. for good measure, when he still feels himself releasing, he comes to drag the shaft out, squirting the last of his cum where dabi and keigo's body meet together.
"there. enjoy daddy's milk." endeavor about purrs, licking over his dry lips as he stares down at the mess he created.
keigo hates the biting heat, much too hot for his skin. however, he tries to remain still, gripping dabi's hands tightly. he doesn't want to give endeavor any sort of reaction that would please the monster. all he wanted to do was focus on trying to help dabi to the best of his ability. unfortunately, he doesn't even know where to start.]
[ dabi squeezes his eyes shut tight, blood filling his mouth as he bites down hard at the inside of his cheek, mostly where the parts of his jaw are stapled together. it doesn't matter anymore. he knows he's already ripped up in several spots, the force of these thrusts tearing stitches.
but it doesn't matter even further than that, because he can't even seem to focus on keigo anymore. all he can think about is how it feels to have his father fucking him while keigo watches. while keigo is forced to be a part of this too. everything he touches becomes dirty and disgusting. he wasn't meant for love.
dabi's nails dig into keigo's hand as the thrusts become even harder, his whole body tense and shaking from the force of it, his cock thrusting into keigo with the same speed and force as well. there's nothing he can do to take any control. it feels like he's letting his father fuck keigo.
when endeavor finally comes inside of him, he practically screams, the heat of it all so much worse now without his quirk, hot cum painting his abused walls. and then it spills back out of him when his father pulls out, and his body goes completely limp under keigo, legs only staying up because endeavor is still holding on to him. ]
Thank you, Daddy. Thank you, Daddy...
[he just mumbles over and over again. this, on top of all the months he's had to go through this, he doesn't have any fight left to give.]
[keigo can only hold tighter to dabi, not minding the way his former lover claws into his hands. he's done it too, and he can be this anchor for the other male.]
Dabi...
[he whispers brokenly, feeling his tears starting to form again. this was the absolute worst! he's helpless. completely helpless. he was worthless and helpless. he can't do anything for his old lover.
as he comes to hear dabi's words, keigo releases his hands in order to brush his fingertips through the former villain's hair. without his wings and quirk overall, he can't protect dabi like he should. but he can at least shield him from his father who looms over them.
endeavor wipes his wet cock over keigo's inner thigh, watching the warm slick of seed drip down onto touya before the hero comes to pull away all together. "i hope you learned your lesson, boy. you should have listened to your father when i first ordered you to take care of your bird." endeavor chastises, reaching to the ground to pull up his pants. he doesn't dress further than that, choosing to return to the bedside, one hand gripping dabi's bicep while the other pats the blond hair of the fallen hero. "i have to clean up your mess again. do you know how much money your pet is going to cost me?"
despite his threatening tone, his touch is soft. it's not to be mistaken for affectionate, though. no. it purely means he has every intention of making this a lot worst.
"you better be prepared to take care of your bird. i better not hear him escaping his cage. do you understand, touya?"]
[ he can feel the hand in his hair, but it doesn't feel good or comforting. every touch feels revolting right now, even keigo's and he knows that's probably what his father was trying to do, but he can't help but feel that way.
but it's over. it's finally over... at least for now. he knows it's never really going to be over until he ends his life, but at least it's over for now. he feels like crying, but he knows that feeling is useless too. useless, just like he is. this is all he's ever been good for.
he already knows it's his fault, even before his father reminds him that it is. once his father is back at their sides, his eyes flicker with fear at those words. ]
Ya can't... ya can't just keep him here. Daddy, please... people will wonder where he is. They'll come lookin' for him. He won't say anything, please let him go.
[keigo catches the fear in dabi's eyes, the ones directed to endeavor. he's silent between their exchange, unsure of what to say or do. this is such unfamiliar territory to the former hero. but, he does want to keep endeavor away from dabi at all costs.
for the number one hero, his eyes give a dangerous glare down at his son. such a mouthy brat, even after taking his discipline. perhaps he needed to upgrade the punishments if this is the sassy response he was going to get.
and endeavor intends on making dabi regret it. he snaps his hand from his son's arm to take him at the chin, gripping hard and punishingly. "you're the one who called your bird despite the rules of this house. you also defied my demand by not doing what you were told." he hisses lowly.]
W-Wait, Endeavor, I'm the one who offered to talk-
[again, like earlier when spoken out of turn, endeavor comes to halt keigo mid-sentence, pulling back hard on the blond hair he had previously been caressing.
it really doesn't matter how he does this exactly, because endeavor knows how to play them both like a fiddle. he's been doing this game with touya for the boy's lifetime.
releasing dabi's chin, he comes to gather keigo up, easily able to lift the former hero's light form, forcing his son's cock from the hole he previously fucked. keigo hisses and squirms, but far too weak to actually fight. "if you don't want your pet, i'll keep him myself."
he wasn't going to just allow keigo to go free. not with the knowledge that he contained now. and, if endeavor is being honest, he could always use another tool to hold over touya besides natsuo.
once forcing keigo onto the ground, endeavor takes the small wrist of the former hero, the strength almost breaking the fragile bones there. his anger is still fueled though, due to his son. "it's time for you to go to your room, touya."]
[ he pulls his hands from keigo's to grab at endeavor's arm, wincing hard when his chin is grabbed. the force of it is jarring to his whole head, even though he can't feel his chin. he shouldn't have said anything no matter how hard he wants to fight it, but he had to at least try.
now he regrets it all over again as keigo is grabbed and then yanked up off of him. he cries out, trying to push himself up, but it's such a struggle after all of this. those words give him the last bit of energy he needs though, and when keigo is forced down to the ground, dabi practically falls off the bed onto the floor and scrambles to endeavor's feet, holding on to keigo while keeping his head bowed down. ]
No, no, no, please. I want him, I want him. I'll take care'a him just like you asked. Daddy, daddy please... he won't get away. I won't let him escape.
[blue, intense eyes don't leave dabi as he stumbles and falls to the floor. such a sight should be pathetic, but endeavor prefers his son as a slave rather than the hero he once trained him to be. that desire was a long time ago. now touya was only good for one thing.
keigo is behaving himself too, keeping his mouth shut. the bird does come to accept the way endeavor's son holds him, looking up at the number one hero with fearful, golden eyes. touya doesn't look at him though, keep his head bowed. a sight that pleases endeavor.
"any escape attempts, and i'll store him here where you'll never see him again." endeavor threatens before finally releasing his sharp hold on keigo's hair, the bird coming to wince while resting a hand over dabi's arm. "now, i have some calls to make. both of you stay here until i come back."
he isn't too worried about them escaping from his room. like all rooms in his home, he's made sure to keep safety measures in place due to his villainous son. neither one them were going to escape from their own hell.
they belonged to him.
he heads to the door, but hesitates when he reaches it. "oh, and touya, if you refuse to house train your pet, you know what i'll do, don't you? try not aggravate your father even further."]
[Dabi nods furiously. He knows there's no escape anyway. If Keigo gets locked away from him And they never see each other again... he can't even think about that right now. all he can do is this. beg and plead so that he doesn't let his father have Keigo.
Dabi holds on to Keigo as tightly as his exhausted and abused body will let him, until Endeavor finally lets him go. he knows it could be worse than this and he finds himself disgustingly grateful that his father isn't taking everything from him.
not yet.]
Yes daddy.
[he doesn't want to stay in this room that stinks of blood, fire and sex any longer, but he doesn't dare move from here after his father told him to stay, and he won't let Keigo move either.]
[keigo is absolutely frozen in place. he's scared that if he moves, that if he even breathes in the wrong direction, dabi would be taken away from him. thankfully or not, endeavor seems so focused on his own son rather than the former hero.
perhaps that has something to do with what happened that landed them there, from what he's pieced together.
endeavor, pleased over his son's response, gives a nod of his head and leaves, locking the door behind him. he'll return dabi to his room later, as soon as he smooths it all over with the hero commission over their whore.
once the so called hero leaves, keigo wants nothing more than to curl up and cry. he wants to give up. wants to pretend they're both not here. but, even with trembling hands and wet eyes, he tries to focus on dabi.]
F..first aid kit?
[his voice is small and quiet, golden eyes can't even come to meet dabi's. but, he does know his former lover is bleeding and should get wrapped up before he's infected.]
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[keigo screams. it’s so incredibly intense and hot as they fuck. keigo can’t even move with his lover, can only take. it’s like he’s along for the ride, to be used over and over.
the thrusts perfectly hit his sweet spot, and it doesn’t take long to come again. and, like before, he’s driven to a whole new height of pain and pleasure, crying as they keep fucking. he wants to beg for it to stop, but little to no words form. all he does is bounce, face wet with tears and spit as his mouth hangs open. drunk off the drugs and sex, keigo comes to find another release very easy, barely spilling any fluids between them.
keigo isn’t sure how many times he ends up coming before he feels those familiar arms around him. desperately, he clings back, crying softly into his lover’s chest. he’s so overwhelmed by the drugs, yet knowing in a way that it’s dabi here, it keeps the fallen hero a little grounded, even if he felt broken.
endeavor allows them to be, finding it fascinating to watch. just how relentless his son is with keigo almost sets a burning fire to aid in his arousal. it’s a sight he’s never seen before, to have touya react for his own pleasure.
hungrily, he runs a tongue over his lips, eying his prey. he almost misses the apology there, so he returns his gaze to his son’s face. “and? how should i punish you? fucking your little greedy hole? i bet that’s what you want.” endeavor purrs out as he slaps a hand down onto dabi’s thigh. “giving you what you want isn’t a punishment. no. if you want to be fucked like the whore you are, you better make it interesting for daddy.”]
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he is relieved though when keigo comes again before he gets pulled down into his arms. he holds him because he's scared, and because he dosn't want him to be in pain anymore. he wants him to stop moving to give him a break, but also because he can't allow endeavor to take him away. at least this time he has his arms and
he can hold keigo the way he wants to. ]
I'm here... I'm here. S'okay, just a little longer.
[he doesn't know how much longer they'll be forced to do this, but he has to say something. he has to believe something. the only fear he has now is what endeavor will do to keigo because of him. ]
I'll do anythin, Daddy. Anything you want. All for you, whatever ya want me to do.
[he has no idea what will appease his father at this point. usually punishment is to fuck into his son relentlessly, but clearly endeavor thinks that's what he wants. it's the last thing he wants. he doesn't know what else to offer.]
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Dabi, what...why?
[he can’t exactly piece it all together, but he refuses to leave the warmth of his old lover. it feels safe here, oddly enough. but, where were they? what was going on?
“anything, huh? how useless. guess daddy will have to figure something out.” endeavor’s chilling voice startles keigo from the safety of dabi’s arms. golden eyes come to widen fearfully, and the former hero looks over his shoulder, body starting to tremble. he’s frozen. can’t move. can’t even breathe.
endeavor catches the look of absolute fear within keigo’s features. he chuckles deeply, reaching a hand over to cup touya's face as he comes up with the perfect plan to fully punish his son and break them even further. “how about we give your bird a front row seat to the family business?” endeavor practically purrs, other hand coming to rest over keigo’s waist.
the blond can’t pull his scared gaze from the number one hero, but he bites his fingernails harder into the scarred flesh beneath him. so many things are hazy, but it’s starting to piece together slowly. unfortunately, there’s a heat in his lower stomach that also grows, causing both pleasure and pain.]
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he knows it's probably a bad idea to leave this in his father's hands, but he doesn't know what to say. he doesn't know what else of himself he could possibly offer to keep keigo safe. endeavor has already taken everything from him.
but it's then that he realizes some clarity in keigo's eyes, and his heart starts racing hard in his chest.
oh no.
he's been wanting keigo to be more lucid all this time, but in a way, having him mindless made this a little easier. keigo didn't have to think or worry about anything else but getting himself off, even if it was painful. if he realizes what's happening, it'll all come crashing down. ]
Keigo.... Keigo, focus on me.
[It's the last thing dabi wants though, shame filling him to his core, but he'd rather have keigo's attention on him than on his father.]
Yes, Daddy... please. Use me the way you wanna use me. I deserve it.
[he resists the urge to fight endeavor off when he touches his bird's waist, his own fingers curling deep into keigo's skin the way keigo's fingers are pressing into his scars.
he does deserve this. he deserves every bit of this for bringing keigo into this mess. he shouldn't have contacted him at all.]
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gold eyed snap shut from the buildup of fear when he feels the number one lean forward, nosing his hair, breathing him in. it’s thankfully short lived, with the hero pulling away just as fast.
dabi’s words get the blond to reopen his eyes, gold irises blurry from the tears forming there. he isn’t sure what to say or do, so completely frozen. he feels so much like a failure, one that couldn’t save the most important thing in his life.
keigo tries to mouth some words to his lover, lips trembling at his growing fear.]
..ry...I-I’m..sorry.
[he failed. it’s his fault that dabi was here, in this mess. he should have listened, should have-
“were you the one who taught him to apologize so pretty like this?” endeavor questions, looking over keigo’s shoulders to stare down at his son. the hero always did have a hungry appetite to apologies and tears together. practically a weakness of his.
with a pleased hum, endeavor comes to grind his cock from dabi’s prepped hole all the way up to where his son was still balls-deep within the fallen hero. “if you don’t want me to turn your bird around to watch, you better keep fucking him when i’m inside of you. do you understand, touya?” he orders as he reaches for the bottle of lube from earlier, having every intention of making it more pleasant than it needed to be. he’s sure these two would fall apart at the seams if they enjoy it.
golden eyes come to look worried despite the fear remaining, and keigo sits up, looking over his shoulder to the hero.]
No-don’t! Please, Endeav-
[the number one hero doesn’t give keigo the chance to finish his plea, comes to wrap a large hand around his neck, cutting off the words. “touya, make sure he’s only begging and pleading for pleasure.” endeavor orders, free hand rubbing the slickness of the lube over his hard cock.]
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[he can't help but cry out quietly when endeavor starts nosing at Keigo's hair, disgust building inside of him at the sight of his father so close, especially doing something that always disgusts him so much. luckily endeavor moves away quickly to take his place between his legs instead.
he hates this, he loathes this, but it's better than anything he might do to Keigo, so he's still sickeningly relieved.
with Keigo's eyes back on him, apologies falling from his lips, Dabi moves a hand to his face, cupping it gently and shaking his head.]
Don't... don't. Not like this. Just focus on me, Keigo.
[his insides squeeze at Endeavor's words and he gives him a look of disgust. even more so because he wants to say that Keigo has nothing to apologize for, but the words won't come out, because deep down the betrayal still stings.]
Yeah, I did.
[he grits out instead, because he knows thats what his father wants to hear. but now his eyes are averted in shame, and the only other thing he does is glare at a spot over his father's shoulder when he feels the man's hot, throbbing cock slide up against him. ]
I understand.
[he says and very slowly starts rocking his hips again, just so his father is appeased. but then Keigo turns around and starts begging, and Dabi tenses up hard when that large hand goes around his lover's neck, sitting up as well to try and drag Keigo back to him.]
Kei! Keigo! Stop, just look at me. Please... touch me, come on. Come on, birdie. I'll make ya feel so good, come on. Don't worry about anythin' else, just you'n me.
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he tries his hardest to focus on dabi, but it’s so hard. he’s never felt this much fear before. there’s been bouts of it, scared as a child naturally, but never anything this fearful. the only thing close to something like this was when he was forced to betray his lover.
somewhere, he half-listens to the exchange between father and son. he hates this so much. there’s only one who should see him like this, should be the one to touch and kiss and fuck him. and keigo misses it something fierce. he just wants to go back to that time, of warm hands and sensitive feathers.
dabi rocking his hips up quickly gets that ache to grow, his cock painfully hard between his legs. wet eyes return to his lover as he pleads to him, and keigo can only cry more, but give a nod of his head in acceptance. it’s enough for endeavor to release his neck, and keigo quickly scrambles closer to dabi. he wraps his arms around the familiar body, burying his face into dabi’s collarbone.]
It feels..weird. I’m really hot.
[he whispers, hopefully too quiet for endeavor to hear. he only wants dabi to know. in a way, the only person he can trust in his life right now is the same one he betrayed.
endeavor can hear, but doesn’t say anything. he busies himself by taking dabi’s inner thighs and spreading them wider. easily, he presses comfortably between them, so close that his broad chest rubs against keigo’s back. he doesn’t miss the shiver there either, but it’s far from where his focus is. hard, bulbous tip of his dick rubs wet and slick lube at the hole he prepped. he teasingly comes to press just barely inside and out, repeating the motion over and over.]
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but now, there's nothing worse than seeing keigo's tears streaming down his face, and dabi feels overwhelmed with grief. he knows how scared keigo is. he's been there so many times before. but this has been dabi's life for months now. he's used to it. he knows what a monster endeavor is. he wishes keigo had listened to him. had believed him. he wishes more than anything that keigo would have taken his side.
but now they're in his nightmare, and it's only worse with keigo being aware of what's going on. of having to listen and watch the scene unfolding with him and his father. dabi knows nothing after this will ever be the same again.
when endeavor finally releases keigo, his arms fly around him, sliding up his back, avoiding the burns and scars on his former lover's back. he turns his head and buries his bloody face into keigo's hair, closing his eyes as he lays them back down so his father can continue. he spreads his legs easily, hips rocking up into keigo a little more, feeling disgusted by how in control his father is. how in control he'll always be, because of these quirk suppressing cuffs the pro-heroes clasped around his wrists.
dabi is so sure they'd sweep all of this under the rug even if they did find out. he hates them with every fiber of his being. ]
I know... I know. We've been at this for a long time. S'okay, Kei. The drugs're wearin' off, ya won't feel so hot anymore.
[without his quirk, dabi can't heat up like he used to. at least he won't heat keigo up any more than he needs to. he tenses when his father's cock rubs against his hole, but he forces himself to try and relax, shuddering a bit at the horror of what this is going to feel like. his father's cock inside of him while he's inside of keigo. it's enough to make him feel sick.]
Keep ridin' me, Kei. Move with my body, okay? Don't look back.
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it makes him ill that his body is like this, hard and needy for attention. but if he pretends, he can maybe only focus on dabi and their old intimacy. that endeavor isn’t behind them, isn’t torturing his eldest son who keigo should have protected.
why? why didn’t he notice? why was no one here to save dabi? no one deserved this sort of torture.
a small moan escapes when dabi’s hips move up. he can feel it pressing so deep, the familiar cock of his lover always knowing his exact sweet spot. dabi is all around him, arms wrapped tight and protective. keigo sniffles but breathes in the scent of his old lover, moving to caress a hand through dabi’s hair.]
Okay..okay, Dabi.
[he whispers, feeling vague memories sort of come to mind. they really have been at this for a long time. swallowing, keigo can feel the hint of an anxiety attack as endeavor is behind him much too close.
he tries to nod his head as, even now, dabi continues to calm him down. tears bite the corner of his eyes, but he tries to rock his hips, trying to ride dabi like requested of him
endeavor teases that hole until he notes keigo beginning to move. so, as the fallen hero slides his body back down, endeavor presses his cock into the wet ring of muscle. purposely, he’s slow, but unforgiving too. he doesn’t stop until he’s fully buried within touya, where he comes to rest, hot hands braces on his son’s thighs.
tight as always, endeavor thinks pleasantly. he rocks after a few minutes, only barely taking his hard dick from touya’s inner heat. it’s after a few rolls of his hips that he pulls the pulsing shaft almost out and thrusts it back in deeply. the force of it all even bounces the fallen hero, who can’t help but cry out from the pressure.]
I..I..I can feel..it.
[keigo whispers brokenly. this really was the worst.]
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but no, he can't think of that just yet. not when he can focus on keigo. he slides his hands up his neck and into his hair, trying to be gentle. he knows what's coming between his legs, but he still cries out when endeavor presses his thick, angry cock inside of him. he feels like he's being ripped apart as his father pushes into him agonizingly slow, while keigo engulfs his cock with his warm body.
it's too much all at once, being so filled like this, with his own cock buried deep inside keigo. even with his beautiful bird on top of him, all he can feel is disgust, and it's breaking him, just like his father wanted. ]
K-Keigo... ah... keep going.... please....
[he pleads, because it's hard for him to thrust up while his father's cock is keeping him in place. he cries out again when endeavor pulls out and thrusts in deeply, forcing keigo to bounce on his cock. dabi can't stand it. it feels like his father is even in control of the way keigo rides him, the force of his thrusts making him fuck keigo the way he wants him to. making keigo bounce when he wants him to.]
No... no, Keigo... focus on how I feel inside'a you. Not that.
[he can't. he can't do this. he can't have keigo thinking of how deep his father is inside of him while they fuck. he doesn't want keigo thinking of his father at all]
Please... please.
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I-I’m trying-oh gods..fuck, fuck, D-Dabi!
[he can’t stop the cries, or how good his lover feels. he absolutely hates that he can feel endeavor’s thick cock though, that they’re both being forced into this.
“what pretty words you’re both saying right now. daddy is proud.” endeavor chuckles as he starts to build up a rhythm. touya is so warm, so tight. the lube makes it easy to slide in and out, fucking those abused walls so perfectly.
and, not one to miss an opportunity to torment his son, he comes to take keigo, one hand on his shoulder, the other on his waist. endeavor uses little strength to lift keigo up, his chest to that scarred back. the fallen hero bounces so much higher as the number one fucks into the villain beneath them. “would you like to hear him call me daddy too, touya? he can even call you big brother. i know how much you love your other brother, boy.” endeavor hungrily looks down to his son as his tongue grazes keigo’s neck, the former hero flinching, probably too terrified to move.]
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he hates that when he looks down, he can see the bulge of his father's huge cock pressing up into his malnourished abdomen, looking like it's going to rip out of him any second, while keigo bounces right over him, hands almost on the same spot. it's sickening, and dabi wants to puke. he looks away, closing his eyes for a moment, pain engulfing his insides. no matter how many times this happens, he can never get used to it.
not a single one of those times has ever felt as bad as this, though. dabi feels like he's going crazy in some kind of nightmare. one he dragged keigo into and they won't ever wake up from.
he knows it can only get worse if his father wants it to be that way, and it absolutely does when endeavor takes a hold of keigo and lifts him up, forcing him to watch the way endeavor's thick cock slams into him and forces his cock into keigo... forcing him to watch keigo pressed tight against endeavor's sweaty chest. he has to look away. he can't stand this. ]
No, Daddy... please. P-please don't. Please... please... please.
[he tries to get out, his broken pleas coming out in pieces with each hard thrust. he grabs at the sheets for leverage, keigo too far away from him now. ]
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it's like he's fucking two cocks at once when shifted into the other position. he can feel endeavor bulging against dabi's skin on top of it all. he doesn't want to touch there, but he needs something to hold onto, something to stabilize him.
his blood is so cold though from endeavor's words. he doesn't want to call the man that all. doesn't want to call dabi his brother. they were lovers. that's the world keigo wants to keep living and pretending in while they both go through this hell.
"oh, but i think you do. don't you remember how many times i caught you in natsuo's room? how many times i punished you in front of your brother while he slept?" endeavor questions, eyes narrowed in slight irritation over the fact that his eldest son looks away. in retaliation, he comes to adjust his hands back to keigo's waist, bracing them as he speeds up his thrusts, glad to hear the sounds of not only his fucking filling the air, but dabi and keigo's too. it's not all skin on skin slapping, but the wet schlick from lube and cum that bounces off the walls too.
the former hero is starting to drown, both from this nightmare, and the way dabi fucks him. despite the hellish horror he and his lover are enduring, he's able to somehow find pleasure within it. it's breaking him apart.
he tries desperately to block out endeavor, but how can he when all he feels is the man fucking up so hard into dabi that keigo feels it too? or those much too large hands grabbing him?]
Dabi...Dabi..p-please.
[keigo whines through teary eyes, holding both his hands out. he needs to touch his lover, needs to ignore the presence of the monster behind him before he breaks completely.]
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endeavor's thrusts are so relentless, it takes everything inside of dabi not to try to scramble away from the pain. he knows that if his father even gets a hint of him trying to move away, he'll take keigo instead. the older man won't be so lenient twice. so he lays there and takes it, his exhaustion making him start to give in to the thrusts and the way they push him deep into keigo. he can feel the way his lover clenches around him now in a way that means it feels good. at least something about this feels good to someone... though he knows deep down that isn't the case either. ]
I remember. I remember everything. I don't want this to be like that.
[he pleads, though he's not even sure if half those words come out, because his father starts thrusting into him so hard that bloody tears drip from his scars again, and his back arches to try and accommodate for that large, terrifying cock trying to rip through him.]
Oh god, please... please s-st...
[he bites back the words with a cry. he doesn't want this to stop. he can't let it stop because then his father with use keigo instead. he feels dizzy with the force of it all, but he hears keigo's voice through it all, and even though the last thing he wants is to have to look at his father and keigo together like this, he has to. his tired gaze finds pained golden ones and he reaches out, trying to grab at keigo's hands. he misses a few times, but then he manages to finally grab onto them, even though his grip is so weak.]
Keigo...
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he plots while fucking, thrusts becoming a little more aggressive due to it. he almost doesn't catch how his eldest son almost begs for it to stop. the brat is lucky he doesn't complete those words. endeavor wouldn't hesitate to use keigo in exchange.
there was no leniency left. no patience.
if keigo isn't breaking from the force of endeavor's thrusts below and behind him, it was the aggression that was forming. he suddenly feels so selfish for asking for dabi's help when he's being assaulted like this. he wants to beg and plead for endeavor to just stop and use him, but he recalls dabi's earlier words and the threat. he needed to do something. he had to help his lover.
even now, dabi is so thoughtful in his own way, reaching his hands out when keigo requests of them. they fall and slip a few times, but eventually he can hold onto dabi, and keigo doesn't hesitate to link their fingers together. he wishes he could help, wishes he could provide more-]
D...D..Da..daddy. [he almost vomits, gritting his teeth before he forces his wet eyes to look over his shoulder at the monster behind him.] Daddy, I want to..to..kiss big brother. Please.
[such vile. such disgust. keigo can't even stop how he digs his fingernails into dabi's hands for a brief second before he realizes and stops. endeavor's grip on his waist tightens, contemplating almost, before the man fixes his own gaze to his eldest son with a pleased smirk at his lips. "you could learn from your pet, touya."
it's all he says before he uses his thumbs on keigo's hipbones to let the bird down. immediately, keigo scrambles to press his forehead to dabi's, closing his eyes tightly, tears falling onto the former villain's face. he can't do much of anything here, but keigo hopes he can provide dabi something else to focus on.]
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his fingers slide into keigo's and he squeezes tight, needing something to hold on to while he's fucked into the mattress. his own cock feels so painful, being forced to stay hard even though nothing about this feels good anymore, not even keigo riding him. maybe that's the worst part of it all. he's just so tired of this. he's tired of everything. he wants it to stop.
he lets out a sound a grief when keigo gives in and starts calling endeavor daddy, silent pleas of no, no, no leaving his lips. it feels like his insides are being clawed out, and it gets harder to breathe. he just about loses it when keigo goes on, calling him his big brother, giving endeavor those disgusting words that he wants to hear. maybe it's a good thing that keigo digs his fingernails into dabi's hand, because his grip loosens. there's so much inside of him that feels like it's starting to fade away.
it's hard to focus on anything anymore, even when keigo is let down against him. he always feels empty and defeated after a long night of his father using him, but this feels so much worse than that. all he can do is close his eyes as well, hoping that his father finishes inside of him soon. ]
Please... please come inside me Daddy. Fill me up with your milk. Please... please...
[he whispers against Keigo's lips, his legs falling open wider, letting his father use his body to fuck up into keigo because he has nothing left.]
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endeavor seems to relish in it, chuckling before he begins to pound harder and harder inside of his eldest son. he doesn't need to look down to know how broken apart touya must be. good. it wasn't nearly enough. he could be broken further.
for now though, the hero chases his release, having teased his own body enough. he enjoyed the night thus far, of watching these two break at his fingertips to even falling apart for each other. this was their lives now. there was no escaping this. they both belonged to him.
that, along with such pretty words, endeavor is able to focus on building his thrusts, snapping his hips harder and harder, nails biting into keigo's hips. the little fallen bird better feel all of this too. it takes a few more thrusts before endeavor buries his cock inside of dabi, hot and burning seed filling up the abused walls. for good measure, when he still feels himself releasing, he comes to drag the shaft out, squirting the last of his cum where dabi and keigo's body meet together.
"there. enjoy daddy's milk." endeavor about purrs, licking over his dry lips as he stares down at the mess he created.
keigo hates the biting heat, much too hot for his skin. however, he tries to remain still, gripping dabi's hands tightly. he doesn't want to give endeavor any sort of reaction that would please the monster. all he wanted to do was focus on trying to help dabi to the best of his ability. unfortunately, he doesn't even know where to start.]
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but it doesn't matter even further than that, because he can't even seem to focus on keigo anymore. all he can think about is how it feels to have his father fucking him while keigo watches. while keigo is forced to be a part of this too. everything he touches becomes dirty and disgusting. he wasn't meant for love.
dabi's nails dig into keigo's hand as the thrusts become even harder, his whole body tense and shaking from the force of it, his cock thrusting into keigo with the same speed and force as well. there's nothing he can do to take any control. it feels like he's letting his father fuck keigo.
when endeavor finally comes inside of him, he practically screams, the heat of it all so much worse now without his quirk, hot cum painting his abused walls. and then it spills back out of him when his father pulls out, and his body goes completely limp under keigo, legs only staying up because endeavor is still holding on to him. ]
Thank you, Daddy. Thank you, Daddy...
[he just mumbles over and over again. this, on top of all the months he's had to go through this, he doesn't have any fight left to give.]
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Dabi...
[he whispers brokenly, feeling his tears starting to form again. this was the absolute worst! he's helpless. completely helpless. he was worthless and helpless. he can't do anything for his old lover.
as he comes to hear dabi's words, keigo releases his hands in order to brush his fingertips through the former villain's hair. without his wings and quirk overall, he can't protect dabi like he should. but he can at least shield him from his father who looms over them.
endeavor wipes his wet cock over keigo's inner thigh, watching the warm slick of seed drip down onto touya before the hero comes to pull away all together. "i hope you learned your lesson, boy. you should have listened to your father when i first ordered you to take care of your bird." endeavor chastises, reaching to the ground to pull up his pants. he doesn't dress further than that, choosing to return to the bedside, one hand gripping dabi's bicep while the other pats the blond hair of the fallen hero. "i have to clean up your mess again. do you know how much money your pet is going to cost me?"
despite his threatening tone, his touch is soft. it's not to be mistaken for affectionate, though. no. it purely means he has every intention of making this a lot worst.
"you better be prepared to take care of your bird. i better not hear him escaping his cage. do you understand, touya?"]
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but it's over. it's finally over... at least for now. he knows it's never really going to be over until he ends his life, but at least it's over for now. he feels like crying, but he knows that feeling is useless too. useless, just like he is. this is all he's ever been good for.
he already knows it's his fault, even before his father reminds him that it is. once his father is back at their sides, his eyes flicker with fear at those words. ]
Ya can't... ya can't just keep him here. Daddy, please... people will wonder where he is. They'll come lookin' for him. He won't say anything, please let him go.
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for the number one hero, his eyes give a dangerous glare down at his son. such a mouthy brat, even after taking his discipline. perhaps he needed to upgrade the punishments if this is the sassy response he was going to get.
and endeavor intends on making dabi regret it. he snaps his hand from his son's arm to take him at the chin, gripping hard and punishingly. "you're the one who called your bird despite the rules of this house. you also defied my demand by not doing what you were told." he hisses lowly.]
W-Wait, Endeavor, I'm the one who offered to talk-
[again, like earlier when spoken out of turn, endeavor comes to halt keigo mid-sentence, pulling back hard on the blond hair he had previously been caressing.
it really doesn't matter how he does this exactly, because endeavor knows how to play them both like a fiddle. he's been doing this game with touya for the boy's lifetime.
releasing dabi's chin, he comes to gather keigo up, easily able to lift the former hero's light form, forcing his son's cock from the hole he previously fucked. keigo hisses and squirms, but far too weak to actually fight. "if you don't want your pet, i'll keep him myself."
he wasn't going to just allow keigo to go free. not with the knowledge that he contained now. and, if endeavor is being honest, he could always use another tool to hold over touya besides natsuo.
once forcing keigo onto the ground, endeavor takes the small wrist of the former hero, the strength almost breaking the fragile bones there. his anger is still fueled though, due to his son. "it's time for you to go to your room, touya."]
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now he regrets it all over again as keigo is grabbed and then yanked up off of him. he cries out, trying to push himself up, but it's such a struggle after all of this. those words give him the last bit of energy he needs though, and when keigo is forced down to the ground, dabi practically falls off the bed onto the floor and scrambles to endeavor's feet, holding on to keigo while keeping his head bowed down. ]
No, no, no, please. I want him, I want him. I'll take care'a him just like you asked. Daddy, daddy please... he won't get away. I won't let him escape.
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keigo is behaving himself too, keeping his mouth shut. the bird does come to accept the way endeavor's son holds him, looking up at the number one hero with fearful, golden eyes. touya doesn't look at him though, keep his head bowed. a sight that pleases endeavor.
"any escape attempts, and i'll store him here where you'll never see him again." endeavor threatens before finally releasing his sharp hold on keigo's hair, the bird coming to wince while resting a hand over dabi's arm. "now, i have some calls to make. both of you stay here until i come back."
he isn't too worried about them escaping from his room. like all rooms in his home, he's made sure to keep safety measures in place due to his villainous son. neither one them were going to escape from their own hell.
they belonged to him.
he heads to the door, but hesitates when he reaches it. "oh, and touya, if you refuse to house train your pet, you know what i'll do, don't you? try not aggravate your father even further."]
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Dabi holds on to Keigo as tightly as his exhausted and abused body will let him, until Endeavor finally lets him go. he knows it could be worse than this and he finds himself disgustingly grateful that his father isn't taking everything from him.
not yet.]
Yes daddy.
[he doesn't want to stay in this room that stinks of blood, fire and sex any longer, but he doesn't dare move from here after his father told him to stay, and he won't let Keigo move either.]
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perhaps that has something to do with what happened that landed them there, from what he's pieced together.
endeavor, pleased over his son's response, gives a nod of his head and leaves, locking the door behind him. he'll return dabi to his room later, as soon as he smooths it all over with the hero commission over their whore.
once the so called hero leaves, keigo wants nothing more than to curl up and cry. he wants to give up. wants to pretend they're both not here. but, even with trembling hands and wet eyes, he tries to focus on dabi.]
F..first aid kit?
[his voice is small and quiet, golden eyes can't even come to meet dabi's. but, he does know his former lover is bleeding and should get wrapped up before he's infected.]
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