[it's a long, long, evening. there's no resting at all. the shower keeps his body cooled down, but his emotions are running rampant on their own. needy. he feels so, so needy.
eventually, after rolling around his bed does nothing to help, keigo begins the process of gathering what he feels is appropriate to cuddle with. the nest starts to grow, but it lacks the scent of the villain. the few pieces of dabi's clothes he does have helps a bit, just not to the comfortable level that he desires.
his own clothes become too constricting, so keigo undresses and puts on the shirt he stole from dabi previously. the back is already cut out for his wings. not that it really matters, because as he comes to snuggle into the nest, the feathers begin to part slowly off the base of his wing. it's uncomfortable, prickling his sensitive body with each plume that's removed. on top of that, his body is feeling clammy and cold, yet wearing pants was too uncomfortable.
it's a bit...different too, feeling such need with the first half of his molt. it's usually just irritating and painful until the feathers are off. but, he's so hot on the inside, and cold on the outside. keigo ends up squeezing his thighs together, trying to fight off the urge to touch.
the hero only gets through until early morning before he can't help himself, and reaches for his phone. fingers quickly glide over to his lover's name, and he calls dabi. maybe...maybe just hearing his villain will help to soothe him.]
[Dabi is finally able to settle himself down by morning, sleeping for a few good hours before hi phone starts to buzz.
He's annoyed as hell until he sees who it is, and he wants to attempt not coming off as eager to hear from Hawks, but it's pointless as he answers immediately.]
[dabi's voice is like music to his ears. keigo tries to bite back the whine, but can't help that he still releases a needy sound. it's so pleasant though. so nice. hearing dabi settles the throbbing in his chest and the ache that grows between his legs.]
H..Hurts. 'm miss you.
[he whispers quietly, tilting his head to rub his cheek against the blanket he cuddles into.]
[ Dabi pushes himself to sit up, rubbing carefully at one of his eyes. He frowns when he hears Hawks' voice and that needy sound. Shit. ]
Why's it hurt? Wasn't supposed to hurt yet, right?
[ But maybe everything they did, everything they held back, it just wasn't enough. Dabi hadn't known that just going over there and hanging out the way they did last night would push Hawks over the edge. But maybe it did somehow. ]
[while keigo does appreciate hearing dabi's voice, he's starting to realize he'd rather have his villain here. just having that warmth would be everything he needs to calm down. maybe dabi would massage the tender base of his wings for him too.]
Just my feathers coming off.
[he mumbles a bit tiredly, chewing on his bottom lip as he wiggles his hips a bit in the nest.]
And, needin' you. Super hot and cold, like my body can't decide what to do or feel.
[maybe later, when his mind isn't so hazed and filled with lust and aches, keigo would see that perhaps their night together had brought along his molt. he wouldn't blame dabi though. it's just his instincts and feelings for the villain that stirred up his body's programming.]
Mm, your voice is so nice. I think it's helping the ache.
[ Dabi would if he was there, but instead he's here. Did he make a mistake? Did he already fuck this up? He tries to keep the tension out of his voice, but he's on edge when Hawks tells him his feathers are coming off. ]
That's the start'a your molt, ain't it?
[ hawks sounds tired. tired and needy. dabi pushes himself out of bed, rolling up his blanket. ]
My voice? That's good. I'll keep talkin' to ya, then. Didja do what ya needed to do? Call your handlers and told 'em to stay away?
[in his right mind, keigo would try to reassure dabi. it's nothing the villain did at all. in fact, dabi was right to leave for the evening. they needed supplies and food. it's the only choice that made sense to make. maybe after this is all said and done, he'll praise the villain for doing the right thing.]
Yeah. It's a bit...strange. It's supposed to only hurt, but I feel needy too.
[he hums, eyes closing shut briefly as he basks in the tone of his lover's voice. a hand snakes down to rub his stomach, trying to ease the ache there. it's also pretty easy to imagine that it was dabi touching him.]
I..I did. I called 'em last night. They won't disturb us.
[he would probably go into a rage and attack them if they stepped into his home.
as his hand drifts to his bare thighs, keigo moans softly.]
[ Dabi finds an extra bag and stuffs the blanket inside... then grabs a few more shirts off the floor and adds those into the bag he had already packed full of the few shirts he has. he's pretty sure these might be all of them now- he doesn't have much, but he hopes it's enough. ]
It came early. We barely even did anythin'.
[ that needy, needy voice keeps coming through the phone, and dabi's glad he left when he did so he could get his things and get some supplies for them. ]
Good. That's good, birdie.
[ And then there's that moan, and Dabi stalls, listening as Hawks starts talking talking about his hand. Jesus, even with the space they had from each other all night, seems like Hawks is starting to get deep into this now. ]
Hawks... hey. Do ya want me to come over there now?
[even one would be enough. the rest would just be icing on the cake. he'll have dabi there for keigo to hold and breathe in. but, with the added shirts, it was going to be absolute paradise for the hero.]
Cause it's you. I wanna be with you. Wanna hold you, and give you my stone.
[he hums, talking without thinking. he doesn't even find it embarrassing once the words process after. keigo truly was far too gone to care. besides, he's always striving to be honest to his lover.]
You're the only one who would be here...and not hurt me.
[he keens to the praise too. moaning under the attention, tilting his head just a little down so he can breathe in dabi's scent off the shirt. it's almost like the villain was right here with him.]
Your good birdie.
[and, as dabi gives such a tempting offer, keigo's eyes fly open and he turns to roll onto his stomach, looking down at his phone.]
You'll come over now? Right now? Please...please, Dabi. I need 'n want you.
[ maybe it should be worrisome that they've gotten this... close. that hawks wants him this bad. dangerous. the word keeps playing over and over in his head, but there's also something of a relief in it. something that dabi wants.
if hawks is like this, wanting to be with him so badly, it means he's being real about this, doesn't it? it means he isn't lying or using dabi in any kinda way. ]
That's right. My good birdie.
[ he shoves his feet into his boots and grabs his coat, yanking it on and hoisting his bag over his shoulder. those moans are getting to him too. he wants to be there. ]
[oh the words he can admit out loud now. hopefully it doesn't come to that though. keigo isn't sure either of them are ready for what he himself hasn't been able to admit to his thoughts. at least it isn't so bad to come and say how much he wants dabi. he can live with that.
it's dangerous to desire someone like this, both for himself, and for dabi's livelihood.
another moan leaves so easily out of his mouth at the continued praise. he's such a sucker for them already. and now? it's as if he's floating on a cloud without his wings. speaking of, they're flapping behind him, hitting the floor from their own form of agitation and wanting. it only causes more feathers to fly off and litter around him and his nest.
keigo finds himself digging his fingernails into the nest, nodding his head despite that dabi can't see him.]
Okay. I'll wait for you.
[he whispers back, forcing his wings to shake off a few more feathers to relieve a little more of the aches.]
[ that's the part dabi hasn't thought about yet. the things that would or could be said. he wants honesty of course, but sometimes honesty can be a lot, especially when feelings are involved. not... that he thinks feelings are involved. or at least he tries to pretend they're not.
it's as dangerous as it can get for the both of them. ]
Yeah, just hang on, alright?
[ dabi even contacts ujiko this time so he can get a warp gate over to hawks' area. not too close cause he doesn't want anyone knowing, but close enough where he can veer off to a store and pick up the perishables he didn't want to stash away at league headquarters. luckily he doesn't get any shit at the store. they barely even look at him even as he buys a carton of cigarettes on top of it all. he has a feeling he's going to need it.
he realizes this is the first time he's gone grocery shopping and even paid for all of it, in a very long time.
he probably looks ridiculous is his full on emo disguise, two handfuls of bags in his hands and a bag over his shoulder. it makes sneaking a little harder, but he manages well enough, sneaking into Hawk's building as usual. when he gets upstairs, all he can do is kick at the door to let hawks know he's here. hawks is probably used to that, though. it's what he always used to do when he first came around this way. ]
[and he'll give it his best to wait. it wasn't as if he had much of a choice. he's gone through plenty of molts before. yet, never at this degree. he's never decided and picked someone to be welcomed into his nest or sit out a molt with him.
he knew it'd be a hard time to go through the moment he first brought up the offer. if dabi had laughed it off or refused, keigo isn't sure if sitting it on his own or using a few toys would be enough to get him through. there's...also the possibility of dabi leaving too. not that he believes the villain would. dabi even gave his word to be with keigo the entire time.
as dabi shops, the hero is able to rest a little. he finds comfort in the scent coming off the shirt, with his wings curled a little around him and the nest. they occasionally flap to release a few feathers, but nothing more than that.
it's as peaceful as it'll get.
the door kicking snaps him from his rest though. not that he minds, because he knows it can be only one person. well. technically, his handlers could show up if they had a death wish. but, he quickly assumes it to be dabi. stretching, keigo heads to the door, trying to shake off some more feathers, leaving a trail of red plume behind him.
after quickly confirming the mass of dark from the peephole, keigo opens the door wide.
and tries his absolutely damnest to not leap on the villain standing right there, with his hands occupied with groceries. instead, keigo forces himself to focus by using his feathers to take the bags, even if it's hard to maintain his quirk when in this manner.]
T..Thank you. Sorry I couldn't wait it out any longer.
[he offers an apologetic smile, because he does blame his instincts here to have ruined the original plan they had.]
[ dabi doesn't know what's waiting for him on the other side of this door, but... it's hawks. whatever it is, it's still gonna be him with hawks and it'll be fine.
when it opens, there hawks is, in a t-shirt he must've stolen from him just like hawks said he did, his wings spread out. he almost expects hawks to jump on him right away and he braces himself for it, but hawks has enough control to take the bags so he can come inside. he makes sure to lock the door, then starts undressing out of his disguise before handing hawks the bags with his shirts and blanket. ]
S'okay. I was gonna come back today anyways, right? I wanted to see ya too. Here's my stuff.
[hawks is only able to get the bags placed down in the kitchen when he hears the rustling behind him of his lover changing. immediately, his eyes glaze over in lust, hard to resist, and he almost comes to take dabi, but, then the bag is handed to him, and it snaps him from his meal.
while the lust still remains, his need to get more of dabi inside his nest takes over, and keigo smiles again.]
Thank you.
[he can't stop with the gratitude. he's just...incredibly happy and grateful for what the villain is willing to do with him. turning on his heel, keigo heads back to the living room, where he's pushed away the furniture to make room for his nest.
sitting beside it, he starts to unzip the bag, quickly gathering everything inside of it to begin strategically placing them within his nest. it probably comes off looking like an extreme pillow fort, between the pillows, blankets, and shirts all wrapped around furniture pieces. there's a large opening though, where keigo works. the base is a circular mattress, and a few blankets. and, now, dabi's items.]
It's not...a great nest. I'm pretty bad at making them.
[given how his handlers frowned upon the instincts. unfortunately for them, it wasn't a mood he could just 'shut off'.
keigo only gets about halfway through the nest-making before he takes dabi's blanket and wraps it around his shoulder and curls a little into his nest. the constriction on his wings make them flap from irritation, but the hero can't be bothered.]
Yeah, no problem. Those are pretty much all the shirt I got, so... might have to borrow some'a yours.
[ since he's staying here for a while. he sets the other bag down that has more of his medical supplies and drugs, glad to see that the bag of his clothes seems to satisfy hawks for now so he can go put the food away in the kitchen.
he can't take his eyes off of hawks, though. dabi can see how different he is in this state already. more natural, more... something different. dabi likes it.
once he puts the stuff away he comes to join hawks in the kitchen, watching him build a nest there. he's never seen anything like this before ]
Looks pretty good to me.
[ dabi comes over some more, but he's not sure how much of this nest he's allowed to get into, so he just leans against the pushed over couch, watching. hawks looks... cute. he doesn't look like he could tear someone apart in this state, but dabi knows better. ]
[it's almost amusing how dabi would be using his shirts, while keigo uses the villains. he also likes the idea of possibly shoving his hands through the back parts where his wings usually lay. conveniently to always keep his hands warmed up.
some part of him is aware that dabi is working in the kitchen, and that's fine. even if his mind was foggy and needy, he understood that the villain needed to work outside of just being with him. besides, they're going to spend the next couple of weeks together. just the two of them.
he tries not to fluster at the thought, but his wings do tremble a bit, shedding more feathers.
when dabi comes to inspect and compliment the nest though, keigo's cheek reddens and he has to hide his smile in the blanket around his shoulders. his wings aren't doing any better, flapping from satisfaction. it definitely means far more to him that his lover likes his nest. the only thing missing now was...
keigo's head perks up as he searches for the villain finally, finding him leaning nearby. with a wing, he motions for dabi to come closer. he built the nest for the two of them, after all.]
Mm...fire. Like, from a fireplace? Warm. Wild. Smoky.
[he moans softly, catching another scent from the blanket. he's practically drunk off the scent alone.]
[ he kinda likes the idea of using hawks' shirts too. they're airy in the back and that works for him.
when hawks motions for him to come over, he pushes off the couch and comes to join him, taking that as a clear and decisive decision. he doesn't know that this nest is for the both of them, but he likes it. ]
Ya make it sound so nice.
[ no one's ever said nice things about anything connected to his quirk, especially the smell it gives off. but he knows hawks likes it because he asked for more of it. he comes to sit down next to his lover, reaching out to brush his hair back. ]
Ya look so pretty like this. So... real.
[ he gives hawks a crooked grin, glad that he doesn't seem to be in pain the way he sounded earlier. he knows that may come and go, but at least he's here now and he can help hawks deal with it. ]
[he probably should have explained that at the beginning, that he intends on sharing this special spot with the villain. it's his first time allowing someone so close to his safe haven. not only that, he, well, made it a little better than he usually does for dabi.
as a means of showing off. or, to attract the villain, perhaps.]
I'm just speaking honestly.
[he says earnestly with a soft look towards dabi. once his lover's hand is in his hair, keigo tilts his head into it. his toes curl from the gesture, another soft moan leaving his lips.
although, he starts to fluster under the compliment, and quickly keigo comes to bury his reddening cheeks into dabi's chest.]
It's not...too much?
[he feels a bit bad asking all these questions or trying to confirm everything. he's just always been lectured and yelled for this sensitive time, and, dabi was his first person to help him through with such a trying time.]
[hawks is speaking honestly, and dabi believes him.
it really is something to see hawks this soft and needy. he can see why anyone would want to take advantage of this state, and it makes him angry, but he tries to push that down, because that's not what's happening here and now, and he'll fucking murder anyone who would even try.
when hawks comes to press his cheeks against his chest, dabi slides an arm around him, fingers still playing with his hair. ]
Nothin' too much about it, Hawks.
[ feels strange to be sitting here in the middle of this and calling the guy by his pro-hero name. maybe that's why he's been using those nicknames so often. ]
[keigo appreciates it. that dabi believes him. he just wants to be honest here, right now, with the villain. honest and open about what he's feeling and going through, and what it means to have dabi here with him.
it is a bit embarrassing though, to be this soft and needy. he's glad dabi isn't turned off or appalled by it. he shouldn't get too aggressive, not to dabi. although, keigo is well aware that, at times, he'll become a bit...barbarous, if certain needs aren't fulfilled. maybe with a mix of whiny.
he won't attack or hurt dabi though. never dabi.
when that arm comes to slide around him, keigo hums, nosing a little closer to the villain. he breathes in dabi's scent. although, at those following set of words, he stills for a bit. then, once coming to the decision himself, the hero sits up, trying to nudge dabi down gently to lay down.]
Kei. Call me Kei.
[he can't go through this and be called by his hero alias. it just...wouldn't sit right. and, if he trusted dabi to do this with him, then, he could trust him with a personal nickname, right? it wasn't like it was his actual name...]
[ it'll be something... honesty between the two of them, or at least the closest they can get.
maybe back when they first started out dabi would have given hawks so much shit over this. he wouldn't have been here at all. probably not turned off by it, just... not up to it, not even in the least. he's not completely sure he's up for it now either, but he's here and he's gonna do it either way.
dabi trusts that hawks won't attack him, especially not when they're like this with each other.
dabi lays back when hawks nudges him, but then he pushes up on his elbows and blinks up at hawks... kei. oh, well that new. new and good. ]
[honesty has always been rather touchy. keigo understands how often he's lied to dabi. he tries to better himself, to work on it lately. it makes the villain happy, and keigo has come to accept that dabi wouldn't hurt him, or turn him into his handlers.
still though, some things are hard to resist. he's lied a majority of his life. he's working on it. at least now, how less insecure and more open he is, lying isn't native to his tongue for the time being.
when dabi comes to allow him to nudge, keigo slips onto the villain's lap. he wiggles his hips a bit, acting as if it's to get comfortable, but in reality, he's trying to relieve the ache he has. his wings even envelop them, as much as they can. his feathers are shedding, after all. his wings aren't as large as usual.]
Mm. I like hearing you say it. I never told anyone either. You're the first.
[he doesn't count his handlers. they stole everything from him.]
[Dabi can't imagine turning Hawks in to his handlers. Not as they are now. He doesn't want to think about anything else, because he wants to believe what Hawks says.
Dabi lays back into the nest, hands sliding to Hawks' sides when the other man moves into his lap. He feels like he hasn't touched his lover in ages, and now it's all he wants to do.
He noticed the trail of feathers everywhere and he wonders how painful that shedding is, but he'll wait till Hawks...Kei... tells him what to do. For now he's perfectly content to hold his birdie, hands sliding up his back.]
Feel honored, Kei. It's a good name. Really suits ya.
[dabi looks absolutely perfect when he's flushed to the nest. it takes all keigo's self-control to not lose the remainder of himself here. but how can he resist? dabi is so nice, so trusting, so wonderful. if he was any more bird he would be trying to impress the villain with more animal-like traits.
gods. what an embarrassing thought. the unfortunate side-effect of having a mutant quirk.
as those hands come to slide up his side, keigo keens, rocking his hips into the villain's. he chews on his bottom lip, looking down at dabi with such dark eyes and desire. he's losing control. he's not going to last much longer like this.
and that's only prove true when dabi next comes to trail his hand to hawks' back. the hero's wings arch up, almost threateningly, feathers caving in around him and dabi. they're not too feral, considering how short they've become, but they can still quickly become powerful and dangerous if need be. keigo comes to lower himself down, so that his chest is pressed to dabi's own, his hips rolling again. his cock is hard and pressed tight to the small shorts under the shirt. any more teasing and he might start to leak through the fabric.]
I want you to fuck me from behind.
[just like a wild animal. but, keigo can't voice the instinctive desire out loud. it won't take much longer for him to start speaking such base desires and closed-off thoughts. he's so close to losing himself.]
You can pull on my wings and feathers too. It'll feel good to get them out.
[he whispers lowly, tilting his head so he can drag his tongue over dabi's neck.]
All prepped and ready for you. So, please, ruin me.
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eventually, after rolling around his bed does nothing to help, keigo begins the process of gathering what he feels is appropriate to cuddle with. the nest starts to grow, but it lacks the scent of the villain. the few pieces of dabi's clothes he does have helps a bit, just not to the comfortable level that he desires.
his own clothes become too constricting, so keigo undresses and puts on the shirt he stole from dabi previously. the back is already cut out for his wings. not that it really matters, because as he comes to snuggle into the nest, the feathers begin to part slowly off the base of his wing. it's uncomfortable, prickling his sensitive body with each plume that's removed. on top of that, his body is feeling clammy and cold, yet wearing pants was too uncomfortable.
it's a bit...different too, feeling such need with the first half of his molt. it's usually just irritating and painful until the feathers are off. but, he's so hot on the inside, and cold on the outside. keigo ends up squeezing his thighs together, trying to fight off the urge to touch.
the hero only gets through until early morning before he can't help himself, and reaches for his phone. fingers quickly glide over to his lover's name, and he calls dabi. maybe...maybe just hearing his villain will help to soothe him.]
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He's annoyed as hell until he sees who it is, and he wants to attempt not coming off as eager to hear from Hawks, but it's pointless as he answers immediately.]
Heya, birdie. S'early. You okay?
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H..Hurts. 'm miss you.
[he whispers quietly, tilting his head to rub his cheek against the blanket he cuddles into.]
Should have made you leave your clothes here.
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Why's it hurt? Wasn't supposed to hurt yet, right?
[ But maybe everything they did, everything they held back, it just wasn't enough. Dabi hadn't known that just going over there and hanging out the way they did last night would push Hawks over the edge. But maybe it did somehow. ]
What's goin' on?
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Just my feathers coming off.
[he mumbles a bit tiredly, chewing on his bottom lip as he wiggles his hips a bit in the nest.]
And, needin' you. Super hot and cold, like my body can't decide what to do or feel.
[maybe later, when his mind isn't so hazed and filled with lust and aches, keigo would see that perhaps their night together had brought along his molt. he wouldn't blame dabi though. it's just his instincts and feelings for the villain that stirred up his body's programming.]
Mm, your voice is so nice. I think it's helping the ache.
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That's the start'a your molt, ain't it?
[ hawks sounds tired. tired and needy. dabi pushes himself out of bed, rolling up his blanket. ]
My voice? That's good. I'll keep talkin' to ya, then. Didja do what ya needed to do? Call your handlers and told 'em to stay away?
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Yeah. It's a bit...strange. It's supposed to only hurt, but I feel needy too.
[he hums, eyes closing shut briefly as he basks in the tone of his lover's voice. a hand snakes down to rub his stomach, trying to ease the ache there. it's also pretty easy to imagine that it was dabi touching him.]
I..I did. I called 'em last night. They won't disturb us.
[he would probably go into a rage and attack them if they stepped into his home.
as his hand drifts to his bare thighs, keigo moans softly.]
Y-Your hand feels..so nice.
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It came early. We barely even did anythin'.
[ that needy, needy voice keeps coming through the phone, and dabi's glad he left when he did so he could get his things and get some supplies for them. ]
Good. That's good, birdie.
[ And then there's that moan, and Dabi stalls, listening as Hawks starts talking talking about his hand. Jesus, even with the space they had from each other all night, seems like Hawks is starting to get deep into this now. ]
Hawks... hey. Do ya want me to come over there now?
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Cause it's you. I wanna be with you. Wanna hold you, and give you my stone.
[he hums, talking without thinking. he doesn't even find it embarrassing once the words process after. keigo truly was far too gone to care. besides, he's always striving to be honest to his lover.]
You're the only one who would be here...and not hurt me.
[he keens to the praise too. moaning under the attention, tilting his head just a little down so he can breathe in dabi's scent off the shirt. it's almost like the villain was right here with him.]
Your good birdie.
[and, as dabi gives such a tempting offer, keigo's eyes fly open and he turns to roll onto his stomach, looking down at his phone.]
You'll come over now? Right now? Please...please, Dabi. I need 'n want you.
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if hawks is like this, wanting to be with him so badly, it means he's being real about this, doesn't it? it means he isn't lying or using dabi in any kinda way. ]
That's right. My good birdie.
[ he shoves his feet into his boots and grabs his coat, yanking it on and hoisting his bag over his shoulder. those moans are getting to him too. he wants to be there. ]
Don't want ya hurtin'. I'll be over soon.
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it's dangerous to desire someone like this, both for himself, and for dabi's livelihood.
another moan leaves so easily out of his mouth at the continued praise. he's such a sucker for them already. and now? it's as if he's floating on a cloud without his wings. speaking of, they're flapping behind him, hitting the floor from their own form of agitation and wanting. it only causes more feathers to fly off and litter around him and his nest.
keigo finds himself digging his fingernails into the nest, nodding his head despite that dabi can't see him.]
Okay. I'll wait for you.
[he whispers back, forcing his wings to shake off a few more feathers to relieve a little more of the aches.]
Thank you...Dabi.
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it's as dangerous as it can get for the both of them. ]
Yeah, just hang on, alright?
[ dabi even contacts ujiko this time so he can get a warp gate over to hawks' area. not too close cause he doesn't want anyone knowing, but close enough where he can veer off to a store and pick up the perishables he didn't want to stash away at league headquarters. luckily he doesn't get any shit at the store. they barely even look at him even as he buys a carton of cigarettes on top of it all. he has a feeling he's going to need it.
he realizes this is the first time he's gone grocery shopping and even paid for all of it, in a very long time.
he probably looks ridiculous is his full on emo disguise, two handfuls of bags in his hands and a bag over his shoulder. it makes sneaking a little harder, but he manages well enough, sneaking into Hawk's building as usual. when he gets upstairs, all he can do is kick at the door to let hawks know he's here. hawks is probably used to that, though. it's what he always used to do when he first came around this way. ]
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[and he'll give it his best to wait. it wasn't as if he had much of a choice. he's gone through plenty of molts before. yet, never at this degree. he's never decided and picked someone to be welcomed into his nest or sit out a molt with him.
he knew it'd be a hard time to go through the moment he first brought up the offer. if dabi had laughed it off or refused, keigo isn't sure if sitting it on his own or using a few toys would be enough to get him through. there's...also the possibility of dabi leaving too. not that he believes the villain would. dabi even gave his word to be with keigo the entire time.
as dabi shops, the hero is able to rest a little. he finds comfort in the scent coming off the shirt, with his wings curled a little around him and the nest. they occasionally flap to release a few feathers, but nothing more than that.
it's as peaceful as it'll get.
the door kicking snaps him from his rest though. not that he minds, because he knows it can be only one person. well. technically, his handlers could show up if they had a death wish. but, he quickly assumes it to be dabi. stretching, keigo heads to the door, trying to shake off some more feathers, leaving a trail of red plume behind him.
after quickly confirming the mass of dark from the peephole, keigo opens the door wide.
and tries his absolutely damnest to not leap on the villain standing right there, with his hands occupied with groceries. instead, keigo forces himself to focus by using his feathers to take the bags, even if it's hard to maintain his quirk when in this manner.]
T..Thank you. Sorry I couldn't wait it out any longer.
[he offers an apologetic smile, because he does blame his instincts here to have ruined the original plan they had.]
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when it opens, there hawks is, in a t-shirt he must've stolen from him just like hawks said he did, his wings spread out. he almost expects hawks to jump on him right away and he braces himself for it, but hawks has enough control to take the bags so he can come inside. he makes sure to lock the door, then starts undressing out of his disguise before handing hawks the bags with his shirts and blanket. ]
S'okay. I was gonna come back today anyways, right? I wanted to see ya too. Here's my stuff.
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while the lust still remains, his need to get more of dabi inside his nest takes over, and keigo smiles again.]
Thank you.
[he can't stop with the gratitude. he's just...incredibly happy and grateful for what the villain is willing to do with him. turning on his heel, keigo heads back to the living room, where he's pushed away the furniture to make room for his nest.
sitting beside it, he starts to unzip the bag, quickly gathering everything inside of it to begin strategically placing them within his nest. it probably comes off looking like an extreme pillow fort, between the pillows, blankets, and shirts all wrapped around furniture pieces. there's a large opening though, where keigo works. the base is a circular mattress, and a few blankets. and, now, dabi's items.]
It's not...a great nest. I'm pretty bad at making them.
[given how his handlers frowned upon the instincts. unfortunately for them, it wasn't a mood he could just 'shut off'.
keigo only gets about halfway through the nest-making before he takes dabi's blanket and wraps it around his shoulder and curls a little into his nest. the constriction on his wings make them flap from irritation, but the hero can't be bothered.]
You smell so good.
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[ since he's staying here for a while. he sets the other bag down that has more of his medical supplies and drugs, glad to see that the bag of his clothes seems to satisfy hawks for now so he can go put the food away in the kitchen.
he can't take his eyes off of hawks, though. dabi can see how different he is in this state already. more natural, more... something different. dabi likes it.
once he puts the stuff away he comes to join hawks in the kitchen, watching him build a nest there. he's never seen anything like this before ]
Looks pretty good to me.
[ dabi comes over some more, but he's not sure how much of this nest he's allowed to get into, so he just leans against the pushed over couch, watching. hawks looks... cute. he doesn't look like he could tear someone apart in this state, but dabi knows better. ]
What do I smell like, birdie?
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[it's almost amusing how dabi would be using his shirts, while keigo uses the villains. he also likes the idea of possibly shoving his hands through the back parts where his wings usually lay. conveniently to always keep his hands warmed up.
some part of him is aware that dabi is working in the kitchen, and that's fine. even if his mind was foggy and needy, he understood that the villain needed to work outside of just being with him. besides, they're going to spend the next couple of weeks together. just the two of them.
he tries not to fluster at the thought, but his wings do tremble a bit, shedding more feathers.
when dabi comes to inspect and compliment the nest though, keigo's cheek reddens and he has to hide his smile in the blanket around his shoulders. his wings aren't doing any better, flapping from satisfaction. it definitely means far more to him that his lover likes his nest. the only thing missing now was...
keigo's head perks up as he searches for the villain finally, finding him leaning nearby. with a wing, he motions for dabi to come closer. he built the nest for the two of them, after all.]
Mm...fire. Like, from a fireplace? Warm. Wild. Smoky.
[he moans softly, catching another scent from the blanket. he's practically drunk off the scent alone.]
It's my favorite.
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when hawks motions for him to come over, he pushes off the couch and comes to join him, taking that as a clear and decisive decision. he doesn't know that this nest is for the both of them, but he likes it. ]
Ya make it sound so nice.
[ no one's ever said nice things about anything connected to his quirk, especially the smell it gives off. but he knows hawks likes it because he asked for more of it. he comes to sit down next to his lover, reaching out to brush his hair back. ]
Ya look so pretty like this. So... real.
[ he gives hawks a crooked grin, glad that he doesn't seem to be in pain the way he sounded earlier. he knows that may come and go, but at least he's here now and he can help hawks deal with it. ]
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as a means of showing off. or, to attract the villain, perhaps.]
I'm just speaking honestly.
[he says earnestly with a soft look towards dabi. once his lover's hand is in his hair, keigo tilts his head into it. his toes curl from the gesture, another soft moan leaving his lips.
although, he starts to fluster under the compliment, and quickly keigo comes to bury his reddening cheeks into dabi's chest.]
It's not...too much?
[he feels a bit bad asking all these questions or trying to confirm everything. he's just always been lectured and yelled for this sensitive time, and, dabi was his first person to help him through with such a trying time.]
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[hawks is speaking honestly, and dabi believes him.
it really is something to see hawks this soft and needy. he can see why anyone would want to take advantage of this state, and it makes him angry, but he tries to push that down, because that's not what's happening here and now, and he'll fucking murder anyone who would even try.
when hawks comes to press his cheeks against his chest, dabi slides an arm around him, fingers still playing with his hair. ]
Nothin' too much about it, Hawks.
[ feels strange to be sitting here in the middle of this and calling the guy by his pro-hero name. maybe that's why he's been using those nicknames so often. ]
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it is a bit embarrassing though, to be this soft and needy. he's glad dabi isn't turned off or appalled by it. he shouldn't get too aggressive, not to dabi. although, keigo is well aware that, at times, he'll become a bit...barbarous, if certain needs aren't fulfilled. maybe with a mix of whiny.
he won't attack or hurt dabi though. never dabi.
when that arm comes to slide around him, keigo hums, nosing a little closer to the villain. he breathes in dabi's scent. although, at those following set of words, he stills for a bit. then, once coming to the decision himself, the hero sits up, trying to nudge dabi down gently to lay down.]
Kei. Call me Kei.
[he can't go through this and be called by his hero alias. it just...wouldn't sit right. and, if he trusted dabi to do this with him, then, he could trust him with a personal nickname, right? it wasn't like it was his actual name...]
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maybe back when they first started out dabi would have given hawks so much shit over this. he wouldn't have been here at all. probably not turned off by it, just... not up to it, not even in the least. he's not completely sure he's up for it now either, but he's here and he's gonna do it either way.
dabi trusts that hawks won't attack him, especially not when they're like this with each other.
dabi lays back when hawks nudges him, but then he pushes up on his elbows and blinks up at hawks... kei. oh, well that new. new and good. ]
Kei... real fuckin' pretty, birdie. Kei.
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still though, some things are hard to resist. he's lied a majority of his life. he's working on it. at least now, how less insecure and more open he is, lying isn't native to his tongue for the time being.
when dabi comes to allow him to nudge, keigo slips onto the villain's lap. he wiggles his hips a bit, acting as if it's to get comfortable, but in reality, he's trying to relieve the ache he has. his wings even envelop them, as much as they can. his feathers are shedding, after all. his wings aren't as large as usual.]
Mm. I like hearing you say it. I never told anyone either. You're the first.
[he doesn't count his handlers. they stole everything from him.]
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Dabi lays back into the nest, hands sliding to Hawks' sides when the other man moves into his lap. He feels like he hasn't touched his lover in ages, and now it's all he wants to do.
He noticed the trail of feathers everywhere and he wonders how painful that shedding is, but he'll wait till Hawks...Kei... tells him what to do. For now he's perfectly content to hold his birdie, hands sliding up his back.]
Feel honored, Kei. It's a good name. Really suits ya.
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gods. what an embarrassing thought. the unfortunate side-effect of having a mutant quirk.
as those hands come to slide up his side, keigo keens, rocking his hips into the villain's. he chews on his bottom lip, looking down at dabi with such dark eyes and desire. he's losing control. he's not going to last much longer like this.
and that's only prove true when dabi next comes to trail his hand to hawks' back. the hero's wings arch up, almost threateningly, feathers caving in around him and dabi. they're not too feral, considering how short they've become, but they can still quickly become powerful and dangerous if need be. keigo comes to lower himself down, so that his chest is pressed to dabi's own, his hips rolling again. his cock is hard and pressed tight to the small shorts under the shirt. any more teasing and he might start to leak through the fabric.]
I want you to fuck me from behind.
[just like a wild animal. but, keigo can't voice the instinctive desire out loud. it won't take much longer for him to start speaking such base desires and closed-off thoughts. he's so close to losing himself.]
You can pull on my wings and feathers too. It'll feel good to get them out.
[he whispers lowly, tilting his head so he can drag his tongue over dabi's neck.]
All prepped and ready for you. So, please, ruin me.
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