[they definitely have more than a few issues when it comes to dabi and his emotions, but keigo likes to think he's gotten better at how to handle it. of course, he's no expert, and he understands that the villain needs his time to cool down. he does try his best nonetheless.
thankfully though, tonight isn't a night they're having to fight through the torrent of dabi's anger. it's practically perfect right then, relaxing and speaking what was on their minds. or, in keigo's case, having the time of his life while also suffering through a coming molt thanks to dabi's words and actions.]
Am not!
[even that sounded bratty coming out of his mouth. keigo isn't sure if dabi is just humoring him here or playing along. he doesn't mind though, considering how much of a grand time he's having.
they fall into a comfortable silence for a bit, and it gives the hero time to finish off his beer. thoughts of responsibilities are out of his mind, and all keigo can see and focus on is dabi and his feelings for the villain.
suddenly though, he does feel the pull of his feather, and keigo shivers in pleasure, finding the motion incredibly arousing. before he can question the villain's motives, dabi comes to say such words, and keigo doesn't even really process them before he's using his wings and feet to twist his body so he's planting himself right on the villain's lap, fingers digging into the other's shoulders. honestly, it takes every ounce of whatever patience he has left to not try and bite and leave a variety of marks over dabi's visible skin.]
D-Dabi, you're going to bring my molt on if you keep up like this...
[ dabi doesn't think of his issues as issues, but he's never actually cared about them before either. he's never had to because he doesn't give a shit if anyone likes him or not.
except now maybe he does. just a little bit.
dabi snorts at hawks' refusal to admit he's a brat, and he gives him a very knowing look. ]
That was a real bratty tone, birdie.
[ he could tease hawks like this forever, because he knows hawks isn't actually getting offended anyway. it's all in good fun.
he lazily grabs another beer as he watches hawks move, but he doesn't even have a chance to open it before the birdie's climbing into his lap. it makes him smirk, setting the beer aside so he can slide his hands up his thighs. but then he stops, tilting his head a bit as he watches those golden eyes. ]
[on the bright side to dabi's issues, keigo doesn't run off when he's on the receiving end of them. sure, he gives the villain his space and time to cool down, but he also always comes back to him. kind of like a moth to a flame.
when given the knowing look, keigo flusters, and pretends he didn't see it.]
It just slipped out.
[dabi really is stroking his desires here, whether or not the villain means to. after his molt, he might find himself a bit embarrassed over his actions for the evening, but at least dabi isn't shoving him away.
especially here, on the villain's lap, where keigo has made himself quite comfortable. his golden eyes are filled with lust and desire, warmth over how he feels towards the villain he sits on.]
In my state, I don't think I can ask you to stop.
[but, he can definitely stop if dabi asks him to do so. he'll always stop for dabi.]
[ it's a terrible thing, the way they fight, but maybe it's the only way for them. maybe eventually dabi will learn, especially if he has some guidance.
all this flustering is getting dabi a bit flustered too... but he's used to his heat coming on when he's emotional- it's just usually emotional in a different kind of way. this is far from anger, though. ]
S'okay... I like it.
[ he does, actually. he likes that hawks doesn't always just take his shit. he's definitely a bratty little bird when he wants to be.
in his lap though, hawks is less bratty and more lustful, it seems. he does pause at those words, eying hawks curiously. ]
But it wouldn't be a good thing just yet, right? Ya said it's still a but away? I don't want shit to happen if ya ain't ready. We can stop.
[ he never meant to care... but he thinks he actually does. ]
[keigo would be more than happy to guide dabi through his anger. perhaps after they're done with their own personal matters they can run away together, and just be...there, for each other. keigo would do anything just for that.]
I like it too.
[he responds with while chewing on his bottom lip. it's a bit embarrassing to admit to the degrading kink a bit, but with dabi, he always feels welcomed to say things he wouldn't normally admit to.
maybe when his molt isn't around the corner he could be a little more bratty for dabi. it's just so incredibly difficult now. he wants nothing more than to get them naked and give dabi a ride he wouldn't forget.]
If you want me to stop, I'll stop. I'll always stop for you, Dabi.
[keigo can't exactly think straight, but he can hold tight to this promise. it's taking all his control though, his wings fluttering in need, the hero's body warmer than normal. it's true that his molt is coming in fast, and that might have something to do with his feelings for dabi. he hasn't even shed his feathers, but there's an itchy feeling there, so it might be coming in the next few days.
keigo doesn't think of any of that. he just focuses solely on dabi and the warmth that surrounds his body.]
[ dabi can't even fathom running away from this. he can't even fathom that any of this will end well. he's just here in the moment, getting what he can from hawks. at first it was for the league. now? it's mostly for himself, even if he tries to deny it. ]
Good thing ya always do it then.
[ the bratty part. the degradation part? he doesn't know so much about when it comes to hawks. it's not like he ever really says those kinds of things to him, especially because he's called hawks a slut in a pretty shitty way before. dabi really would rather just call him a pretty bird... but if hawks wanted it, he'd probably do it.
for now, though, it's strange to be in this position. hawks has been going on about his molt and how he gets, and how it's not for another week or two... but if dabi is like this with him, then what? is it going to go into overdrive? are his handlers going to be pissed? dabi thinks maybe he should find out when hawks has a clearer head. he doesn't want this night to end badly. ]
Think we should stop, then. I want ya to be able to think straight. I feel like ya weren't ready for this tonight.. and uh... you should probably tell me more too, yeah? C'mon, birdie. We can take this party back to your place now.
[but it's so fun and easy to be a brat to dabi. maybe more so if he's teased or punished sexually for it. but that's a discussion for another day, when his mind wasn't so muddy with desire for the villain.
they certainly would need to talk briefly about the degradation kink though. hawks only enjoys it for sex, hating if it's used as an insult. he never wants to hear dabi call him such awful terms in an argument again. it always cuts deeper than it should, all because of his affection to this villain.
and, if he's being honest, he prefers praises more than all. pretty bird was his favorite, of course.
later on, keigo will be grateful for dabi pushing for them to stop here, given if the hero went into his molt, it'd be near impossible to get him home to be comfortable. plus, he'd prefer to shed the old feathers before indulging in the sexual part that follows, rather than experiencing both at the same time. it just wasn't a pleasant feeling when his old feathers were fully removed.
it's not what he thinks currently though, giving a whine as he leans down to nuzzle dabi's neck affectionately.]
You're so warm.
[he hums, breathing in the scent of the villain. between dabi's words and the little sanity he has left, keigo does force himself to stand up on shaky legs, wings curling around his body.]
I'm sorry for ruining the night. I had fun with you here.
[too much fun, considering that his molt wanted to come a week or two early.]
[ maybe they can talk about all of these things, which is kinda something dabi actually wants to do. they fight and fuck a lot, but more than that always seemed too hard... maybe that'll change over time, just like it is now.
for now, though, dabi isn't going to push anything but to stop, because he doesn't want to fuck this up. he doesn't want to end up like that guy who hawks almost tore to pieces either, even though hawks said that probably wouldn't happen with him.
dabi wonders, though- if they keep on like this, with hawks' molt come on early anyway? he wants to ask if that's ever happened before, but then hawks is nuzzling into his neck and dabi bites back a moan, because that's the last thng they need. ]
I'm also hot.
[ he jokes lamely, but at least hawks is climbing off his lap now and dabi can push himself up as well, grabbing their leftover beer and snacks. ]
Ya didn't ruin the night, birdie. Ya should've seen the shit night I was havin' before this. Anyways, I wanna see your stones'n ya gotta tell me more stuff. Kay?
[there's plenty to explain to dabi, and keigo knows he needs to do it. hopefully the time it takes to head back to his penthouse will be enough to clear his head up. so long as they don't raise up his arousal too much.
he cracks a smile at dabi's joke, and finds himself affectionately tapping the villain's head with a wing.
leaning down, keigo helps to gather some of their supplies, sneaking to take a cigarette too. it should help to calm him a bit down.]
Well, I'm glad I didn't ruin it then.
[he says while bumping his shoulder into dabi playfully. he comes to hold out the cigarette next, silently asking for a light.]
Hm, where should I start about the molting? Anything you're curious about?
[ maybe a cool down is all they need- or all hawks needs, anyway. he doesn't want to make this harder on him. he knows how self conscious hawks was about it before, and how damn apologetic... dabi doesn't want that. things are actually good right now.
he reaches out and lights the cigarette with his finger, then snags one for himself and does the same, then starts to walk, assuming hawks will start leading them in the right direction. ]
Has your molt ever come early before?
[ he figures he might as well ask that first since he was curious about it. ]
Also, uh... what do I do with your wings? There's prolly a process, right?
[quietly, keigo is happy that he's getting to cool down. he knows a part of him is disappointed that he can't scratch that itch, but that's just his desires talking. he really needed to chill it down though. the last thing he needs is embarrassing either him or dabi because he can't get a hold of his own molt.
once the cigarette is lit, keigo breathes it in immediately. the action helps to calm his nerves, and the hero starts to relax.]
Early? Well, when I was younger, I guess. About fifteen it settled down.
[but hormones definitely made it a hassle. now though, he can't blame his early molt on teenage hormones. just on his budding desires towards dabi.]
Oh! Yeah, it's a bit of a process. Need to remove the old feathers if there's any left. Then, when the new ones come in, you preen and oil them. Preening might take awhile though. That's, uhh..when I'm the horniest.
[ dabi is pretty sure that getting drunk in a parking lot isn't helping hawks with control either, but... he just wanted to have a little fun. it's no harm, right? and they're not that drunk. he wonders though, if it's going to be like this for the next week or so.
is he supposed to keep his hands off of hawks all this time just so his molt doesn't come early? maybe he should ask that too. ]
So it ain't a thing that usually happens. So if ya keep gettin' horny, it could happen, though?
[ listen, dabi has no issue talking about horniness, even if hawks is self conscious about it. dabi doesn't want him to be. maybe hawks' handlers are shitty to him about this, but he doesn't want to be. villain or not, hawks... he means something to dabi, whether he wants to fully admit it or not. ]
Do your old feathers just kinda fall off, or do ya gotta do that part that too?
[while definitely not the best recipe to assist in keeping himself under control, the drinking in the parking lot was far more fun than he ever expected it to be. it was incredibly relaxing and nice just chatting away with the villain, without any sort of thought or care of the world around them.
don't get him wrong, the sex with dabi was phenomenal, but just these moments together also had their own way of being fun.]
Yeah, really helps to ruffle the feathers, you know?
[he tries to laugh it off, shooting a grin before returning the cigarette to mouth and breathing in the nicotine again.]
When I know a molt is coming along, I try to busy myself by working a shit ton of overtime. It keeps my mind occupied, and well, I do take off about two weeks of work for it too. I don't think it's been this extreme though.
[dabi's fault, perhaps? well, not exactly dabi's fault. his desire for the villain definitely don't help matters though.
at least dabi makes it easy for the hero to discuss these horny and intimate feelings tied together with his quirk.]
Sometimes they fall off. About seventy-five percent of the time they do. The others don't, and it hurts a lot. I might be beg you to burn them, just with how painful it is.
[ it's hard for dabi to get out of his head most of the time. to get away from this revenge plot of his and just be. he was able to do that tonight, somehow. hawks is a damn good distraction.
so, feather ruffling. not a good thing right now. ]
Guess I gotta keep my hands off'a you until it's time. Wouldn't wanna prematurely ruffle ya.
[ he smirks, because he can't help himself. that part might be harder than the two weeks hawks is trying to explain to him. sounds harder to stay away than to be stuck at hawks' penthouse for weeks.
he hopes the league won't need him for shit, but... they'll just have to make due. it's taken them this long to get their shit together. they can wait a little while longer. ]
When they don't fall off, can't ya just work them off? They're ready to come off anyways, ain't that the point?
[ or maybe hawks just hasn't had anyone to help him get them off before. ]
Gonna be incredibly hard when I like you touching me.
[keigo flirts with a wink before he tries to calm his nature down. gods. he really doesn't mind the idea of an early molt if it meant getting those hands on him though.
it's going to be hard waiting for dabi until his molt arrived, that's for sure. at this rate, he was going to be counting the days down. or begging for the villain to just help him along and get it started. hopefully dabi has better resolve than keigo did.
no matter what though, it was going to be worth it to have the villain with him for two weeks, working him through this insane molt.]
It's kind of like pulling off a bandaid or removing a splinter. Needs to be done quickly. They can only be removed by plucking them out, or destroying them singularly.
Yeah... you're tellin' me. Gonna be hard to keep my hands off'a you too.
[ it really is going to be hard. this is what hawks should have warned him about more than anything! and is it really going to be up to him of all people to have better resolve?? to behave?
man, this part he definitely didn't sign up for.
but shit. he'll do it if he really has to. ]
So... if they don't come out... I gotta do that? Pluck 'em out?
[ he doesn't want to ask twenty questions, but hawks is making it hard. he wishes he would just tell him all of it in one go. everything he's going to need to do, and all the things on teh side, too. he has no idea what he's getting into, but hawks has done this all his life. ]
Help me out here, Hawks. Just tell me everythin' I gotta do when I stay with ya.
[he's not sure why he offers it, when he should be agreeing to keep their hands to themselves. definitely the molt talking here. it was going to be completely miserable without dabi's hot hands on him!
he just needs to tell himself that the two weeks of having the villain completely to himself would make it worthwhile. keigo could play the waiting game, right?]
Pluck or burn them, if you can concentrate your fire enough to not burn me in the process.
[would burning hurt more in that area than plucking? he's not sure entirely. it's not like he invited endeavor, the only other fire-quirk user he knew, to help him through a molt. that would be entirely embarrassing, and unprofessional.
keigo finds his lips quirking in amusement though, at dabi's following response.]
Here, take one of my feathers.
[two pull from his wings, one to his hand, the other in front of dabi's face. it was going to be difficult to withstand this but-]
I'll show you how to preen 'em. I don't got the oil on me, but a few drops go a long way. I'll give you some to have on you when you come to my place later on. You'll coat your hands with it, then with each new feather, you'll massage the oil to it. And, you just stroke the feather like this.
[he massages along the plume, focusing at the soft edges until he words to the middle. once reaching the stem, he gives it a more firmer squeeze, going from the base to the tip. even in his own grip, it's incredibly hard to not just boner right here.]
Just basically work your way in to spread the oil, and then focus on the center.
Which wouldn't be good, right? Ya gotta prepare for that shit.
[ that's what hawks said before. he has to prepare, and his asshole handlers have to prepare for it too. he doesn't want to get hawks in trouble either. plus, they might get suspicious as to why his molt is coming so early? dabi wouldn't put it past those fuckers. ]
I ain't burnin' your feathers, Hawks. I can concentrate, but not... not like that. Fuck.
[ he used to threaten hawks with it all the time... but this is different. he can't believe the other man is actually telling him he could possibly burn his feathers. yeah, that's definitely telling of what his mental state during a molt is like. dabi wonders if he's cut out for this.
but... he wants to try. he wants to do this. so he takes the feather that hawks holds out to him, and then he watches really intently. like more than he's ever watched anything in his life.... and then he tries to do the same with the feather hawks just gave to him. ]
I guess I do. I need to get enough food and maybe more blankets. Oh, and you should bring some extra shirts of yours.
[he’s glad to have dabi to keep him straight and in order. but, it sure is tempting to just keep the villain at his home and start this molt early.]
Any food or groceries you want me to grab for you?
[it’s the least he can offer. the villain was going to be a literal savior here.
a warm smile does take to his lips at dabi’s concerned words. he wasn’t sure if the villain would have agreed to burning, but it really was for the best. keigo was naturally sensitive to fire, given his quirk.]
Then plucking. Once they’re all plucked, spread that oil all over my back. It’ll reduce the pain.
[and should keep the new feathers from coming in strangely.
dabi is quite the fast learner. he doesn’t seem to struggle with the feather. keigo doesn’t even need to watch, can completely feel how the villain works the feather.
unfortunately, it does get a quiet whine from the hero, who tries to cover it with a gloved hand.]
T-That’s great, Dabi. The preening will take several days to do. I’ll probably be begging for sex over and over. Touching the feathers only makes me worst. I might be too focused on sex and forget to eat or drink, so I’m leaving you in charge of making sure I don’t dehydrate or starve.
[ he figures since he'll be there for two weeks he'll need some clothes, his medical supplies, his pills. he really doesn't have anything more than that. he figures the shirts would be for himself, though? hawks probably doesn't want a smelly villain taking over his fancy penthouse. ]
Uh... sure. Just get...
[ shit, he's not even sure. hawks knows he lives off of shit food and beer. anything he can swipe quickly like conbini food. but if hawks will actually go grocery shopping? ]
Rice. Vegetables. Beef... beer. I can make cook.
[ just like hawks had asked for before, but dabi turned him down. he supposes this is as good a time as any to cook. he might never get the chance again.
he keeps moving his fingers over the feather like hawks says, until he makes that sound and then he stops. too much. he stops moving his fingers and just holds the feather in his hand. ]
When ya beg for sex... should I do it? Should I just go with what ya want?
[ jesus... this is taking care of another human. it's doing a lot that dabi isn't used to doing. he's a murderer. a goddamn villain. but he wants to take care of his stupid birdbrain boyf... fuck. boyfriend. ]
[he can’t stop how his smile widens as dabi agrees so easily to bring along his shirts. of course, it also doesn’t occur to him that he hasn’t explained himself over it either. right now, he has every intention of taking dabi’s shirts for himself as soon as he’s able to.
as the villain lists off the few grocery items he desired, keigo mentally notes them. although, he can’t help but to wrinkle his nose at one item in particular.]
Vegetables?
[gross.]
I guess I can grab them too.
[dabi wouldn’t make him eat them, right? still, he’ll be sure to stock quite a lot for the villain. he’s putting a lot of trust here, and keigo appreciates the help.
far more than dabi might ever know.
curiously, he wonders what foods his villain here intends on making.
keigo doesn’t ask for the feather back. honestly, he’s enjoying the warmth of dabi’s hand wrapped around it.]
Huh? Oh, well, I’m sure you can order me to stop or get me to use a toy. Make sure you’re not overdoing it too. You’re in full control. I’ll listen to you. But, I might need a little persuasion if I’m being extra cheeky. Compliments and sweet words always go a long way, hot shot.
[ well, apparently hawks has already stolen one of his shirts, what's a few more? if he's staying over it shouldn't matter much anyway. eventually he'll remember something about the stolen shirt and... a nest, right? ]
Yeah, vegatables. I gotta make a proper fuckin' meal, Hawks.
[ dabi won't have to make hawks eat them. his food will be so good that hawks will be begging for more. much like the other parts of him. the thought makes him smirk. ]
I'm in full control? I thought ya said it was the other way around. That you're in full control'n that ya might not even recognize who I am. How can I be in full control like that?
[ he feels like he's getting mixed information now, based on what hawks told him before... but he wants to know the truth. he wants to know how it's really going to be. ]
I'm asking if ya beg for sex, should I let ya? Is that a good thing for ya? You said it'll happen while you're bein' preened so I just wanna make sure I'm doin' what I'm supposed to do.
Like I said.... gotta gimme all the details here. What I should'n shouldn't do.
[greedily, keigo has every intention of taking all of dabi’s shirts, maybe more, to make a nice comfortable bundle of sorts. and once he gathers that all together, he’ll add in dabi to make it completely perfect.
the perfect recipe.]
I never ate a vegetable that tasted as great as chicken. But, I’ll grab ‘em for you.
[he’ll leave it to dabi. they’ll just see if the villain can truly get the hero to eat some veggies. keigo was looking forward to the meals though. he hopes he won’t be too out of it either. with enough sex, he should be fine during meal times.
a soft look takes to keigo’s features with the following response. he didn’t expect dabi to be so frazzled by the molt. but, it kind of makes keigo happy, that the villain is this concerned about it. he definitely appreciates the worry.]
No, I’m not in any real control. Like, I can’t think straight at all during most of it. I can get aggressive if I feel like I’m in danger or need sex. Other times, I can be just overly affectionate, I guess?
[it’s hard to say, though. this is his first real time having someone.]
It’s also true that I may not recognize you. But I may also know too. I mean, I am needing you to bring your shirts along because I already feel like they’re a necessity. It’s still new to me though. You’re my first real partner for this that I’m accepting of.
[he has to avert his gaze when admitting the last part. he was a little embarrassed to say it so boldly.]
Anyway, I’m sure there will be times that I’m just super demanding of sex. Like, push you down so I can hop on your dick. But, if you need me to back off at any time, you can tell me. I might be a bit out of it, but I’ll never hurt you. I promise.
[keigo is sure he’ll be shooting for praises anyway. he prefers them immensely.]
If I’m begging with tears in my eyes that I need you to fuck me, I’m probably at my limit of waiting. But it also won’t take much to turn me on either. You can call me by one of your nicknames and I might beg for sex after. It’s up to you when and how much sex you’re up for. If you need a break, tell me to wait and call me a good bird. I’ll listen.
[fondly, keigo comes to wrap a large wing a little around dabi’s shoulders.]
Preening is only going to be incredibly arousing because touching my feathers turns me on normally. With a molt, it’s probably so sensitive I could come without needing to be fucked. The only thing you shouldn’t do is leave without a a word to me. It’ll mess with my head, and I’ll be incredibly aggressive for awhile. It'll also make it easier for anyone to take advantage of my situation.
[ and first dabi may be weirded out by the nest, and then being dragged into it, but... weirded out is probably not the right world. more like curious about what the fuck is going on. ]
Ya never had my cookin' before, that's why.
[ it's no big deal if he cooks for hawks while doing this, right? it's just out of necessity. there's nothing domestic about it. nope.
dabi is definitely frazzled, though. he doesn't want to fuck up. he doesn't want to end up doing the wrong thing, and freaking out and leaving. he doesn't want them to come out of this much worse than when they went in. he knows he's taking a risk, but he wants to.
he's not sure when he turned into this idiot who doesn't want to be away from the guy they're fucking for two weeks, but at least he's come to accept that much. ]
Oh... okay. Yeah. Aggressive or overly affectionate. I can handle that as long it's how ya gotta be.
[ first real partner, hawks says, and dabi has to light another cigarette. there's a part of him that wants to argue against the wording, but he doesn't. he lets it go. he nods, then looks at hawks again as he continues. ]
I ain't gonna keep ya waitin', birdie.
[ he almost calls hawks pretty bird just then, but he knows now that it wouldn't be good. he doesn't want to torture hawks, after all. he'll wait with those nicknames until the time comes. until then it's just hawks and birdie- the other man never got all high strung from those.
but now he feels like he has a better handle on things. like he knows more or less how this can go. ]
Awfully cocky there, hotshot. They’re going to need to be amazing vegetables.
[but, he’ll give them a shot. it’s nice that dabi is cooking meals for him. he’s excited to try them.
keigo finishes off his cigarette, flicking the bud before stepping on it. the last of the smoke is breathed out above his head, leaving keigo feeling just a little more relaxed.]
Yeah. Sorry in advance for all the touching I’m going to do.
[he says while throwing out a wink. he knows dabi can handle himself, so he’s positive the villain would be okay to take on this role.
again, there’s a way his heart flutters, all by dabi who says so easily how he wouldn’t keep keigo waiting or that he won’t leave. it only solidifies that dabi was the perfect potential as a partner, and the hero has to force his growing feelings back down.
shyly almost, keigo instinctively curls his wings around him, fighting off the hint of red at his cheeks.]
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thankfully though, tonight isn't a night they're having to fight through the torrent of dabi's anger. it's practically perfect right then, relaxing and speaking what was on their minds. or, in keigo's case, having the time of his life while also suffering through a coming molt thanks to dabi's words and actions.]
Am not!
[even that sounded bratty coming out of his mouth. keigo isn't sure if dabi is just humoring him here or playing along. he doesn't mind though, considering how much of a grand time he's having.
they fall into a comfortable silence for a bit, and it gives the hero time to finish off his beer. thoughts of responsibilities are out of his mind, and all keigo can see and focus on is dabi and his feelings for the villain.
suddenly though, he does feel the pull of his feather, and keigo shivers in pleasure, finding the motion incredibly arousing. before he can question the villain's motives, dabi comes to say such words, and keigo doesn't even really process them before he's using his wings and feet to twist his body so he's planting himself right on the villain's lap, fingers digging into the other's shoulders. honestly, it takes every ounce of whatever patience he has left to not try and bite and leave a variety of marks over dabi's visible skin.]
D-Dabi, you're going to bring my molt on if you keep up like this...
[especially if he uses the term angel again.]
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except now maybe he does. just a little bit.
dabi snorts at hawks' refusal to admit he's a brat, and he gives him a very knowing look. ]
That was a real bratty tone, birdie.
[ he could tease hawks like this forever, because he knows hawks isn't actually getting offended anyway. it's all in good fun.
he lazily grabs another beer as he watches hawks move, but he doesn't even have a chance to open it before the birdie's climbing into his lap. it makes him smirk, setting the beer aside so he can slide his hands up his thighs. but then he stops, tilting his head a bit as he watches those golden eyes. ]
Is that really gonna happen? Should I stop?
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when given the knowing look, keigo flusters, and pretends he didn't see it.]
It just slipped out.
[dabi really is stroking his desires here, whether or not the villain means to. after his molt, he might find himself a bit embarrassed over his actions for the evening, but at least dabi isn't shoving him away.
especially here, on the villain's lap, where keigo has made himself quite comfortable. his golden eyes are filled with lust and desire, warmth over how he feels towards the villain he sits on.]
In my state, I don't think I can ask you to stop.
[but, he can definitely stop if dabi asks him to do so. he'll always stop for dabi.]
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all this flustering is getting dabi a bit flustered too... but he's used to his heat coming on when he's emotional- it's just usually emotional in a different kind of way. this is far from anger, though. ]
S'okay... I like it.
[ he does, actually. he likes that hawks doesn't always just take his shit. he's definitely a bratty little bird when he wants to be.
in his lap though, hawks is less bratty and more lustful, it seems. he does pause at those words, eying hawks curiously. ]
But it wouldn't be a good thing just yet, right? Ya said it's still a but away? I don't want shit to happen if ya ain't ready. We can stop.
[ he never meant to care... but he thinks he actually does. ]
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I like it too.
[he responds with while chewing on his bottom lip. it's a bit embarrassing to admit to the degrading kink a bit, but with dabi, he always feels welcomed to say things he wouldn't normally admit to.
maybe when his molt isn't around the corner he could be a little more bratty for dabi. it's just so incredibly difficult now. he wants nothing more than to get them naked and give dabi a ride he wouldn't forget.]
If you want me to stop, I'll stop. I'll always stop for you, Dabi.
[keigo can't exactly think straight, but he can hold tight to this promise. it's taking all his control though, his wings fluttering in need, the hero's body warmer than normal. it's true that his molt is coming in fast, and that might have something to do with his feelings for dabi. he hasn't even shed his feathers, but there's an itchy feeling there, so it might be coming in the next few days.
keigo doesn't think of any of that. he just focuses solely on dabi and the warmth that surrounds his body.]
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Good thing ya always do it then.
[ the bratty part. the degradation part? he doesn't know so much about when it comes to hawks. it's not like he ever really says those kinds of things to him, especially because he's called hawks a slut in a pretty shitty way before. dabi really would rather just call him a pretty bird... but if hawks wanted it, he'd probably do it.
for now, though, it's strange to be in this position. hawks has been going on about his molt and how he gets, and how it's not for another week or two... but if dabi is like this with him, then what? is it going to go into overdrive? are his handlers going to be pissed? dabi thinks maybe he should find out when hawks has a clearer head. he doesn't want this night to end badly. ]
Think we should stop, then. I want ya to be able to think straight. I feel like ya weren't ready for this tonight.. and uh... you should probably tell me more too, yeah? C'mon, birdie. We can take this party back to your place now.
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[but it's so fun and easy to be a brat to dabi. maybe more so if he's teased or punished sexually for it. but that's a discussion for another day, when his mind wasn't so muddy with desire for the villain.
they certainly would need to talk briefly about the degradation kink though. hawks only enjoys it for sex, hating if it's used as an insult. he never wants to hear dabi call him such awful terms in an argument again. it always cuts deeper than it should, all because of his affection to this villain.
and, if he's being honest, he prefers praises more than all. pretty bird was his favorite, of course.
later on, keigo will be grateful for dabi pushing for them to stop here, given if the hero went into his molt, it'd be near impossible to get him home to be comfortable. plus, he'd prefer to shed the old feathers before indulging in the sexual part that follows, rather than experiencing both at the same time. it just wasn't a pleasant feeling when his old feathers were fully removed.
it's not what he thinks currently though, giving a whine as he leans down to nuzzle dabi's neck affectionately.]
You're so warm.
[he hums, breathing in the scent of the villain. between dabi's words and the little sanity he has left, keigo does force himself to stand up on shaky legs, wings curling around his body.]
I'm sorry for ruining the night. I had fun with you here.
[too much fun, considering that his molt wanted to come a week or two early.]
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for now, though, dabi isn't going to push anything but to stop, because he doesn't want to fuck this up. he doesn't want to end up like that guy who hawks almost tore to pieces either, even though hawks said that probably wouldn't happen with him.
dabi wonders, though- if they keep on like this, with hawks' molt come on early anyway? he wants to ask if that's ever happened before, but then hawks is nuzzling into his neck and dabi bites back a moan, because that's the last thng they need. ]
I'm also hot.
[ he jokes lamely, but at least hawks is climbing off his lap now and dabi can push himself up as well, grabbing their leftover beer and snacks. ]
Ya didn't ruin the night, birdie. Ya should've seen the shit night I was havin' before this. Anyways, I wanna see your stones'n ya gotta tell me more stuff. Kay?
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he cracks a smile at dabi's joke, and finds himself affectionately tapping the villain's head with a wing.
leaning down, keigo helps to gather some of their supplies, sneaking to take a cigarette too. it should help to calm him a bit down.]
Well, I'm glad I didn't ruin it then.
[he says while bumping his shoulder into dabi playfully. he comes to hold out the cigarette next, silently asking for a light.]
Hm, where should I start about the molting? Anything you're curious about?
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he reaches out and lights the cigarette with his finger, then snags one for himself and does the same, then starts to walk, assuming hawks will start leading them in the right direction. ]
Has your molt ever come early before?
[ he figures he might as well ask that first since he was curious about it. ]
Also, uh... what do I do with your wings? There's prolly a process, right?
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once the cigarette is lit, keigo breathes it in immediately. the action helps to calm his nerves, and the hero starts to relax.]
Early? Well, when I was younger, I guess. About fifteen it settled down.
[but hormones definitely made it a hassle. now though, he can't blame his early molt on teenage hormones. just on his budding desires towards dabi.]
Oh! Yeah, it's a bit of a process. Need to remove the old feathers if there's any left. Then, when the new ones come in, you preen and oil them. Preening might take awhile though. That's, uhh..when I'm the horniest.
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is he supposed to keep his hands off of hawks all this time just so his molt doesn't come early? maybe he should ask that too. ]
So it ain't a thing that usually happens. So if ya keep gettin' horny, it could happen, though?
[ listen, dabi has no issue talking about horniness, even if hawks is self conscious about it. dabi doesn't want him to be. maybe hawks' handlers are shitty to him about this, but he doesn't want to be. villain or not, hawks... he means something to dabi, whether he wants to fully admit it or not. ]
Do your old feathers just kinda fall off, or do ya gotta do that part that too?
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don't get him wrong, the sex with dabi was phenomenal, but just these moments together also had their own way of being fun.]
Yeah, really helps to ruffle the feathers, you know?
[he tries to laugh it off, shooting a grin before returning the cigarette to mouth and breathing in the nicotine again.]
When I know a molt is coming along, I try to busy myself by working a shit ton of overtime. It keeps my mind occupied, and well, I do take off about two weeks of work for it too. I don't think it's been this extreme though.
[dabi's fault, perhaps? well, not exactly dabi's fault. his desire for the villain definitely don't help matters though.
at least dabi makes it easy for the hero to discuss these horny and intimate feelings tied together with his quirk.]
Sometimes they fall off. About seventy-five percent of the time they do. The others don't, and it hurts a lot. I might be beg you to burn them, just with how painful it is.
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so, feather ruffling. not a good thing right now. ]
Guess I gotta keep my hands off'a you until it's time. Wouldn't wanna prematurely ruffle ya.
[ he smirks, because he can't help himself. that part might be harder than the two weeks hawks is trying to explain to him. sounds harder to stay away than to be stuck at hawks' penthouse for weeks.
he hopes the league won't need him for shit, but... they'll just have to make due. it's taken them this long to get their shit together. they can wait a little while longer. ]
When they don't fall off, can't ya just work them off? They're ready to come off anyways, ain't that the point?
[ or maybe hawks just hasn't had anyone to help him get them off before. ]
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[keigo flirts with a wink before he tries to calm his nature down. gods. he really doesn't mind the idea of an early molt if it meant getting those hands on him though.
it's going to be hard waiting for dabi until his molt arrived, that's for sure. at this rate, he was going to be counting the days down. or begging for the villain to just help him along and get it started. hopefully dabi has better resolve than keigo did.
no matter what though, it was going to be worth it to have the villain with him for two weeks, working him through this insane molt.]
It's kind of like pulling off a bandaid or removing a splinter. Needs to be done quickly. They can only be removed by plucking them out, or destroying them singularly.
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[ it really is going to be hard. this is what hawks should have warned him about more than anything! and is it really going to be up to him of all people to have better resolve?? to behave?
man, this part he definitely didn't sign up for.
but shit. he'll do it if he really has to. ]
So... if they don't come out... I gotta do that? Pluck 'em out?
[ he doesn't want to ask twenty questions, but hawks is making it hard. he wishes he would just tell him all of it in one go. everything he's going to need to do, and all the things on teh side, too. he has no idea what he's getting into, but hawks has done this all his life. ]
Help me out here, Hawks. Just tell me everythin' I gotta do when I stay with ya.
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[he's not sure why he offers it, when he should be agreeing to keep their hands to themselves. definitely the molt talking here. it was going to be completely miserable without dabi's hot hands on him!
he just needs to tell himself that the two weeks of having the villain completely to himself would make it worthwhile. keigo could play the waiting game, right?]
Pluck or burn them, if you can concentrate your fire enough to not burn me in the process.
[would burning hurt more in that area than plucking? he's not sure entirely. it's not like he invited endeavor, the only other fire-quirk user he knew, to help him through a molt. that would be entirely embarrassing, and unprofessional.
keigo finds his lips quirking in amusement though, at dabi's following response.]
Here, take one of my feathers.
[two pull from his wings, one to his hand, the other in front of dabi's face. it was going to be difficult to withstand this but-]
I'll show you how to preen 'em. I don't got the oil on me, but a few drops go a long way. I'll give you some to have on you when you come to my place later on. You'll coat your hands with it, then with each new feather, you'll massage the oil to it. And, you just stroke the feather like this.
[he massages along the plume, focusing at the soft edges until he words to the middle. once reaching the stem, he gives it a more firmer squeeze, going from the base to the tip. even in his own grip, it's incredibly hard to not just boner right here.]
Just basically work your way in to spread the oil, and then focus on the center.
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[ that's what hawks said before. he has to prepare, and his asshole handlers have to prepare for it too. he doesn't want to get hawks in trouble either. plus, they might get suspicious as to why his molt is coming so early? dabi wouldn't put it past those fuckers. ]
I ain't burnin' your feathers, Hawks. I can concentrate, but not... not like that. Fuck.
[ he used to threaten hawks with it all the time... but this is different. he can't believe the other man is actually telling him he could possibly burn his feathers. yeah, that's definitely telling of what his mental state during a molt is like. dabi wonders if he's cut out for this.
but... he wants to try. he wants to do this. so he takes the feather that hawks holds out to him, and then he watches really intently. like more than he's ever watched anything in his life.... and then he tries to do the same with the feather hawks just gave to him. ]
Like this?
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[he’s glad to have dabi to keep him straight and in order. but, it sure is tempting to just keep the villain at his home and start this molt early.]
Any food or groceries you want me to grab for you?
[it’s the least he can offer. the villain was going to be a literal savior here.
a warm smile does take to his lips at dabi’s concerned words. he wasn’t sure if the villain would have agreed to burning, but it really was for the best. keigo was naturally sensitive to fire, given his quirk.]
Then plucking. Once they’re all plucked, spread that oil all over my back. It’ll reduce the pain.
[and should keep the new feathers from coming in strangely.
dabi is quite the fast learner. he doesn’t seem to struggle with the feather. keigo doesn’t even need to watch, can completely feel how the villain works the feather.
unfortunately, it does get a quiet whine from the hero, who tries to cover it with a gloved hand.]
T-That’s great, Dabi. The preening will take several days to do. I’ll probably be begging for sex over and over. Touching the feathers only makes me worst. I might be too focused on sex and forget to eat or drink, so I’m leaving you in charge of making sure I don’t dehydrate or starve.
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[ he figures since he'll be there for two weeks he'll need some clothes, his medical supplies, his pills. he really doesn't have anything more than that. he figures the shirts would be for himself, though? hawks probably doesn't want a smelly villain taking over his fancy penthouse. ]
Uh... sure. Just get...
[ shit, he's not even sure. hawks knows he lives off of shit food and beer. anything he can swipe quickly like conbini food. but if hawks will actually go grocery shopping? ]
Rice. Vegetables. Beef... beer. I can make cook.
[ just like hawks had asked for before, but dabi turned him down. he supposes this is as good a time as any to cook. he might never get the chance again.
he keeps moving his fingers over the feather like hawks says, until he makes that sound and then he stops. too much. he stops moving his fingers and just holds the feather in his hand. ]
When ya beg for sex... should I do it? Should I just go with what ya want?
[ jesus... this is taking care of another human. it's doing a lot that dabi isn't used to doing. he's a murderer. a goddamn villain. but he wants to take care of his stupid birdbrain boyf... fuck. boyfriend. ]
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[he can’t stop how his smile widens as dabi agrees so easily to bring along his shirts. of course, it also doesn’t occur to him that he hasn’t explained himself over it either. right now, he has every intention of taking dabi’s shirts for himself as soon as he’s able to.
as the villain lists off the few grocery items he desired, keigo mentally notes them. although, he can’t help but to wrinkle his nose at one item in particular.]
Vegetables?
[gross.]
I guess I can grab them too.
[dabi wouldn’t make him eat them, right? still, he’ll be sure to stock quite a lot for the villain. he’s putting a lot of trust here, and keigo appreciates the help.
far more than dabi might ever know.
curiously, he wonders what foods his villain here intends on making.
keigo doesn’t ask for the feather back. honestly, he’s enjoying the warmth of dabi’s hand wrapped around it.]
Huh? Oh, well, I’m sure you can order me to stop or get me to use a toy. Make sure you’re not overdoing it too. You’re in full control. I’ll listen to you. But, I might need a little persuasion if I’m being extra cheeky. Compliments and sweet words always go a long way, hot shot.
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Yeah, vegatables. I gotta make a proper fuckin' meal, Hawks.
[ dabi won't have to make hawks eat them. his food will be so good that hawks will be begging for more. much like the other parts of him. the thought makes him smirk. ]
I'm in full control? I thought ya said it was the other way around. That you're in full control'n that ya might not even recognize who I am. How can I be in full control like that?
[ he feels like he's getting mixed information now, based on what hawks told him before... but he wants to know the truth. he wants to know how it's really going to be. ]
I'm asking if ya beg for sex, should I let ya? Is that a good thing for ya? You said it'll happen while you're bein' preened so I just wanna make sure I'm doin' what I'm supposed to do.
Like I said.... gotta gimme all the details here. What I should'n shouldn't do.
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the perfect recipe.]
I never ate a vegetable that tasted as great as chicken. But, I’ll grab ‘em for you.
[he’ll leave it to dabi. they’ll just see if the villain can truly get the hero to eat some veggies. keigo was looking forward to the meals though. he hopes he won’t be too out of it either. with enough sex, he should be fine during meal times.
a soft look takes to keigo’s features with the following response. he didn’t expect dabi to be so frazzled by the molt. but, it kind of makes keigo happy, that the villain is this concerned about it. he definitely appreciates the worry.]
No, I’m not in any real control. Like, I can’t think straight at all during most of it. I can get aggressive if I feel like I’m in danger or need sex. Other times, I can be just overly affectionate, I guess?
[it’s hard to say, though. this is his first real time having someone.]
It’s also true that I may not recognize you. But I may also know too. I mean, I am needing you to bring your shirts along because I already feel like they’re a necessity. It’s still new to me though. You’re my first real partner for this that I’m accepting of.
[he has to avert his gaze when admitting the last part. he was a little embarrassed to say it so boldly.]
Anyway, I’m sure there will be times that I’m just super demanding of sex. Like, push you down so I can hop on your dick. But, if you need me to back off at any time, you can tell me. I might be a bit out of it, but I’ll never hurt you. I promise.
[keigo is sure he’ll be shooting for praises anyway. he prefers them immensely.]
If I’m begging with tears in my eyes that I need you to fuck me, I’m probably at my limit of waiting. But it also won’t take much to turn me on either. You can call me by one of your nicknames and I might beg for sex after. It’s up to you when and how much sex you’re up for. If you need a break, tell me to wait and call me a good bird. I’ll listen.
[fondly, keigo comes to wrap a large wing a little around dabi’s shoulders.]
Preening is only going to be incredibly arousing because touching my feathers turns me on normally. With a molt, it’s probably so sensitive I could come without needing to be fucked. The only thing you shouldn’t do is leave without a a word to me. It’ll mess with my head, and I’ll be incredibly aggressive for awhile. It'll also make it easier for anyone to take advantage of my situation.
[like his handlers…]
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Ya never had my cookin' before, that's why.
[ it's no big deal if he cooks for hawks while doing this, right? it's just out of necessity. there's nothing domestic about it. nope.
dabi is definitely frazzled, though. he doesn't want to fuck up. he doesn't want to end up doing the wrong thing, and freaking out and leaving. he doesn't want them to come out of this much worse than when they went in. he knows he's taking a risk, but he wants to.
he's not sure when he turned into this idiot who doesn't want to be away from the guy they're fucking for two weeks, but at least he's come to accept that much. ]
Oh... okay. Yeah. Aggressive or overly affectionate. I can handle that as long it's how ya gotta be.
[ first real partner, hawks says, and dabi has to light another cigarette. there's a part of him that wants to argue against the wording, but he doesn't. he lets it go. he nods, then looks at hawks again as he continues. ]
I ain't gonna keep ya waitin', birdie.
[ he almost calls hawks pretty bird just then, but he knows now that it wouldn't be good. he doesn't want to torture hawks, after all. he'll wait with those nicknames until the time comes. until then it's just hawks and birdie- the other man never got all high strung from those.
but now he feels like he has a better handle on things. like he knows more or less how this can go. ]
I won't leave. I got this.
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[but, he’ll give them a shot. it’s nice that dabi is cooking meals for him. he’s excited to try them.
keigo finishes off his cigarette, flicking the bud before stepping on it. the last of the smoke is breathed out above his head, leaving keigo feeling just a little more relaxed.]
Yeah. Sorry in advance for all the touching I’m going to do.
[he says while throwing out a wink. he knows dabi can handle himself, so he’s positive the villain would be okay to take on this role.
again, there’s a way his heart flutters, all by dabi who says so easily how he wouldn’t keep keigo waiting or that he won’t leave. it only solidifies that dabi was the perfect potential as a partner, and the hero has to force his growing feelings back down.
shyly almost, keigo instinctively curls his wings around him, fighting off the hint of red at his cheeks.]
Thanks, Dabi.
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