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Don't have to touch it. I'm just not much of a fantasy kind of guy.

[Debatable but true. Does killing All Might count as a fantasy? Yes. But it's not a sexual fantasy though one might think it is for Shigaraki.]

Yeah, you don't strike me as the type. Though I think more recently that might be different. You just never really gave a shit before.

[But now? He hopes Shigaraki thinks about it at least some times. Enough to come into his room or tell him to sleep over, anyway. Enough to take care of his boredom. Dabi isn't going to get all hung up on it, though. They don't need fantasies when they can do whatever the want in real life.]

So you just wanna talk? Is that it? At least grab my fuckin' pack of cigarettes from my pants, then.

Let's say I did have an erection now- what did you have in mind?

[Anything to keep him seated where he is. He doesn't really feel like getting up to get Dabi's cigarettes. Dabi can entertain him for a bit longer.]

Maybe we don't gotta just talk.

[ Dabi rolls his eyes, because he knows this is laziness talking on Shigaraki's part as well. Whatever, then. Let him be lazy. It's not it makes a difference to Dabi what they do. ]

If you move your legs off of me, I can suck your dick if you want me to. You know, start the day off right?

[He's not even really bored this time, he just... wants to do it, he supposes. Why not do something that'll keep them in bed longer?]

[Shigaraki looks at the other and considers moving his legs for a moment. Scratching lightly at the side of his neck as if to really ponder his options here. For a minute it looks like he's still not going to budge... and then-]

Sure. Why not? [But first-]

Why don't you wait a minute. You know it's been nine whole minutes since I put my legs on you, right?

[ For a moment there, Shigaraki is thinking too long and hard about this blowjob and Dabi can't imagine why in the world the other man would turn him down. Dabi realizes he's probably just trying to give him shit.

And then... he narrows his eyes, pushing up on his elbows. ]

You're counting this? But...

[He starts, wanting to remind Shigaraki that he only said ten minutes for the first time and fifteen for the rest, but why would he fuck himself over here? Again, he thought Shigaraki might try and take advantage of this touching deal they have a lot more than he is, because this is hardly anything at all. ]

Hm. Alright.

You didn't push me off. I thought it was only fair to make it ten minutes this time.

[He never said it was always going to be a sexual kind of touch. Anything to get Dabi to open up a bit more and get him over this tendency. When the final minute passes, he slowly lifts his legs off Dabi.]

See? It's not always so bad is it?

How generous of you.

[Dabi's a little bit annoyed, though he can't really pinpoint why. Of course he thought it was always going to a sexual kind of touch, because that's all they have. That's all they've really done. Well. Sort of. He supposes they've done other things together now too.]

No, that wasn't so bad.

If it's all bad and rough, you'll always fight back harder.

[He pauses thoughtfully, leaning back on his hands. Dabi could be annoyed about it- that Shigaraki gives a shit about him but they've become more than just whatever it was they used to be. Boss and underling? Yeah. More than that.]

We'll make you unafraid of touch yet.

And here I thought that's why you offered in the first place.

[But that's clearly not the case. Shigaraki giving a shit about him is on a whole new level. Dabi still doesn't get what's going on. They said this wouldn't change anything.]

I'm not afraid, asshole.

[He moves quickly as he sits up and pushes Shigaraki back as he climbs on top of him, getting between his legs. It's too early for this shit, and Dabi's body drops down against the other man's more than he likes, but he's trying to prove a point here. Or something. Mostly it's still just that annoyed feeling, though. ]

Hey! [Shigaraki can't complain though. Egging Dabi on like this got him the reaction he wanted, with a bonus of Dabi climbing on top of him like that. Still he doesn't exactly appreciate being pushed around so he of course squirms to sit back up like some sort of pillow princess.]

Yeah. Afraid my ass. [He mutters when Dabi drops low, the weight holding Shigaraki against the mattress.]

[ Dabi puts a hand on Shigaraki's chest and pushes him back down when he tries to sit up again. Too close, and there will be none of that. ]

I don't need you to do me any extra favors. I'm not fucking afraid.

[He'll probably regret saying that later, because this lenience on Shigaraki's part was actually something he was hoping for, something he wanted, but Shigaraki sure knows ho to egg him on.

He stays down against Shigaraki for another moment, then pushes himself back up on his knees, yanking the other man's hips toward him so his ass is between his legs and Shigaraki's legs fall down over his thighs. ]

Now be good or I'll change my mind about your dick.

[As soon as the words are out, Dabi's hand is already moving along Shigaraki's cock, grasping at him over his pants.]

[He feels like a useless noodle sometimes compared to Dabi who's got the strength to push him back so effortlessly. He tries again to sit up only to be yanked towards Dabi in a way that makes it difficult to fight back. He really only manages to squirm against Dabi's groin in their position like this.]

Dabi- [He hisses as the other's hand gets right to work. The fight to get up literally leaving his body. Shigaraki still struggles but it's a different kind now.]

[ He rubs at Shigaraki until he starts getting hard, and then he moves his hand up and down along the length of his shaft. At least he's starting to feel less annoyed.

Dabi does like it when Shigaraki struggles, and that's when he grabs at the waistband of his sleeping pants, yanking them down. He doesn't stop until the pants are halfway down Shigaraki's thighs and then his warm hand wraps around his cock again, stroking. ]

Don't skimp on the sounds, I wanna hear you.

[There's no shortage of disgruntled sounds coming from Shigaraki. At first it's just that, along with a few quick breaths as Dabi gets him worked up. The harder he gets though? The harder it is to hold back the sounds.

He throws his head back at the warm touch of Dabi's hand, breathing harshly. It's different from when he jerked himself off yesterday for Dabi's photo. Probably because Dabi knows what he's doing but it's also his never ending warmth.]

Nnngh. [He writhes under the touch, closing his eyes tight as he writhes against Dabi.] You're always so warm.

[Too warm. But it works. Always gets him excited and turned on- wanting more friction and attention from the other. Shigaraki softly whines, turning his head to the side as his hands grip the sheets beneath him.]

[ This is one of his favorite parts, he realizes. These endless sounds of need and want surrounding him like some kind of porn, only infinitely better. Dabi picks up speed and slows depending on the sounds, then adds a touch more heat just to make Shigaraki whine.

Shigaraki writhes against him so completely, but Dabi doesn't move away just yet. He waits until he can see the desperate strain in the way Shigaraki grips the sheets, getting to do so more completely this time, with the gloves on.

He pulls back, tugging Shigaraki's pants off completely, pushing his legs apart just a little bit more before he gets between them, warm hand moving back to the base of his cock. This time his mouth joins his hand, though and he sucks on the head, letting his tongue draw circles along the sensitive skin. ]

[In the short time they've been together- Dabi already knows how to make Shigaraki desperate and whining. Shigaraki isn't sure if it's Dabi's experience or that he's a fast leaner. He hopes it's a combination of the two and not his dreadfully easy way due to his inexperienced. The inexperienced part still shows on Shigaraki, even as he rapidly picked up on cues from Dabi. It's mostly the embarrassment from being in such a vulnerably placed position and how easy Dabi gets away with pushing him around.

There's a whine when more heat gets added and a whimper when Dabi pulls back. There's even a brief sound of protest when his legs get pushed apart as he cranes his neck up to watch Dabi. He knows what's coming next- but it still gets a shaky breath out of Shigaraki. The other's mouth is soft and wet, and Shigaraki can barely think straight.

For a moment he hesitates, and then quickly remembers he's wearing those gloves. One hand snakes down to grab Dabi's hair. He doesn't want to push the other down right away- the teasing on the head of his cock is perfect but he does press lightly with his fingertips into Dabi's skull. He can do this now, without threat of killing the other. Eventually his fingers grip at the other villain's hair, with his other hand still twisted in the sheets.]

Uhhh. Fuck.

[There's another whine that gets repeated twice like it's gotten stuck in his throat or if he was unsure to let it out. This sensation never gets old.]

[ Dabi is a fast learner when he decides to pay close attention, and he's been giving Shigaraki a lot of attention as of late. More than he ever thought he'd care to, but his annoyance fades into something much better now. Determination and control of the situation.

Pushing Shigaraki down and covering him with his mouth seems to be a good way for Dabi to get a handle on himself while taking the other man apart. There are times when he doesn't want to like this, but he does, and he's trying not to let it be a problem.

Shigaraki is easy, but Dabi doubts it's because of his inexperience. No matter how long they do this, he's sure his boss will be the same way. It's not a bad thing though- it turns Dabi on, just the same as Shigaraki's hand in his hair does. He likes the thrill of not knowing if Shigaraki will kill him with touch, but having all fingers grabbing his hair feels pretty good, too. He's waiting for the push and keeps teasing Shigaraki with hot breaths and tonguing at all the sensitive parts along his shaft, without actually lowering his mouth down around him yet. He even moves his hand down between Shigaraki's legs for a whole new sensation, scratching blunt nails lightly along his balls before grasping them. ]

[Shigaraki whines at the teasing, gripping Dabi's hair tightly and pushing him down for more. He needs more and he's about to open his mouth- to boss Dabi around when the other grabs his balls. He's not sure what to think of this. His body already knows though, as a stuttered gasp escapes his lips and his hips still.]

Hey, don't- [Don't what? This feels good. Too good. Maybe that's why he's protesting. Shigaraki's body sure isn't protesting when a moan slips from his lips, followed by a breathy sigh of pleasure. His grip tightens in Dabi's hair as he continues to push the other down onto his cock. His other hand in the sheets is shaking from sheer want. Shaking with how hard he's gripping the sheets. If his knuckles were visible from the gloves, they'd be bone-white by now.

It's nice to just give in to pleasure without worrying about your quirk.]

[ He lets out a grunt as his head is pushed down, but it's the reaction he wanted and he's satisfied. Even more so when Shigaraki goes still and his own hand grips his balls a little tighter before palming at them. Shigaraki tells him to not to, but his body is telling him a whole different story and by the time he drags his thumb along the space between his cock and balls, Shigaraki doesn't have enough steam in him to finish that sentence.

Good, because Dabi isn't stopping.

His mouth tightens around Shigaraki's shaft as well, keeping it that way as he gets pushed down to take him in deeper. He takes it all in without any hesitation and starts bobbing his head up and down when Shigaraki's hold loosens up a bit, at least on his head. ]

[His eyes widen as Dabi's grip tightens on his balls. The other is touching him in places he never would have thought were sensitive. Sensitive to this kind of touching anyways. He stays still as his balls as grasped, afraid that any movement would hurt him. His toes curl a little from the excitation of their actions, leg quivering as he lt's Dabi move up and down on his cock.

His hold isn't as tight now, especially after Dabi released the grip on his balls. But his hand is still there, gloved fingers gently digging into Dabi's skull in line with the way he bobs his head.]

You're so good at this, Dabi.

[Dabi knows just when he brushes past a sensitive part because Shigaraki's soft humming gets louder every time the sensation gets better. His hips jerk a little, chasing after Dabi's warm mouth. It helps too that he tightens around Shigaraki's cock, giving Shigaraki a better thrill to this.

He peers down at the other through glassy eyes, breathing hard at the sight of Dabi sucking him off.]

Mmmm.

[ Dabi soaks up the praise and lets out a soft hum of approval around Shigaraki's cock, knowing that will travel through the other man as well. He can feel Shigaraki tense at relax at different points as he fondles him below and sucks on his cock hungrily.

He lets his tongue run extra hard along those sensitive spots, because Shigaraki is so good about his sounds, letting him know every single thing he likes. He doubts Shigaraki could even help it if he wanted to, but that makes it all the better. Dabi knows exactly how to pull it all out of him.

Even with Shigaraki loosening his hold, Dabi shoves himself down on the other man's cock, swallowing around him and pulling off right before he gags, then going in again. Dabi can't help but breathe in the scent of him when he bobs his head down once again, letting out another moan as his hand drags up his hip, fingers digging into pale skin. ]

[Dabi's beautiful like this, Shigaraki thinks as he strains himself to watch. It's the first time he's gotten to sit back and just admire the other, watching him work to make a mess of himself. The thought alone is enough to get a small moan out of him, fingers running through Dabi's hair. He grips the back of Dabi's skull, pushing him down a little but not all the way. Enough so that he can't completely pull off Shigaraki but still have room to work on his cock.

He sucks in a shaky breath, groaning at the extra attention to his sensitive spots. Even Dabi's nails in his hips send him into a dazed state. His breathing quickens, fingers tightening on the back of Dabi's head. He's so close.]

Dabi. [He breathes hard, pushing the other down a little more.] Fuck.

[His body tenses differently this time, seizing from the buildup to his release.]

[ Dabi realizes that oh holy fuck he likes every moment of this. Every time Shigaraki shoves his head down so he has no other choice but suck him down even deeper... he wants to, he's glad to. It makes him so damn hard. he works his cock well, lips loosening up as his tongue works on the sensitive spots, then tightening again as he drags his lips up and down.

He can feel the tightness in Shigaraki's muscles, warning him that he's close, so he goes harder and faster, letting the other do whatever he wants, opening his throat up as he gets pushed down even harder.

He adds teeth again, because he remembers how that unraveled Shigaraki before, and his fingers toy with the other man's balls, letting his nails run across more sensitive skin. His reward is Shigaraki breathing out his name like it's the only thing that exists, and Dabi wants to pull ever last bit out of him.]

[The teeth, combined with the other man toying with his balls spelled the end of Shigaraki. He gasps and shoves Dabi further down onto his cock as he comes hard. His other hand grasping uselessly at the sheets as he lets out a strangled moan, his entire body shaking with pleasure. He doesn't ease up on his grip on Dabi's head. If anything, his grip becomes tighter, and harsher, letting Dabi feel the burn in his scalp.

Shigaraki can feel the familiar tingling sensation spread throughout his body as the orgasm comes and goes, releasing his iron grip on Dabi's head as he breathes hard.

Dabi always knows how to send him over the edge- knows just what to do to give him that last push he desperately needs.]

Ugh. [But it's not a dissatisfied 'ugh'.]