[It's questionable if this was a good idea or not. If he should go at this in a way that doesn't suit either him nor his eldest. But, Enji is curious. How was his oldest son when involved with others, especially this Giran?
If he wasn't a full-time hero, he would consider locking Touya up and throwing away the key, just to keep his eldest from ever seeing anyone intimately again.
However, that's another thought for another day. Dabi is rewarded freedom at a cost, a system they both work with, despite how much his eldest son likes to bitch about it. Or, maybe, it's a system Enji likes for the time being. He knows well enough that Dabi hates it with a passion.
Not that the hero cared.
His breath stalls when nimble fingers begin to pull at his belt, freeing it from the loops and thrown somewhere in the room. It's not like Enji was focusing so much on that, but on the digits continuing their journey, going for his pants next.
A curse does manage to be held back to Touya's words, though. He knows exactly what that mouth can do-when he's forcing it down the youth's throat.
His cock begins to harden within Dabi's touch, all eager and no hesitation. Instead of reaching to take Touya, Enji grips the covers beneath him, sharp eyes narrowing in lust.]
Go ahead, Dabi. Do as you please.
[He almost calls the boy 'Touya', but reminds himself how his son prefers his villain name.]
[ He almost expects Enji to give it up and just grab at him, and it's a pretty heady feeling when he doesn't. It's sad that this is what he has to base good and bad on, but this is definitely not as shitty of an experience as it usually is. Dabi knows better than to get comfortable, though. He never should around his father.
But for now at least, Enji grabs the sheets instead of grabbing at him. The older man may think he knows what Dabi's mouth can do, but it's a lot different when a cock is forced into his mouth, than when he goes at it himself. Maybe this time he'll get to show his father what he's missing by treating him like nothing more than a hole to fuck.
He palms at his father's cock as much as he can before the pants are off, and then he leans in and drags a long line up a sensitive vein that starts to bulge the harder Enji gets. He looks up at his father, locking eyes with him as he he keeps going, heating his mouth up before he sucks his cock into his mouth. He works his tongue around the head as well, swirling it around in a way he never does when this cock is just shoved into his mouth.
He wonders how patient Enji can be, but he makes sure the older man can feel each and every heated sensation before he starts bobbing his head down to suck in more of his cock. ]
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Date: 2021-01-05 02:04 am (UTC)If he wasn't a full-time hero, he would consider locking Touya up and throwing away the key, just to keep his eldest from ever seeing anyone intimately again.
However, that's another thought for another day. Dabi is rewarded freedom at a cost, a system they both work with, despite how much his eldest son likes to bitch about it. Or, maybe, it's a system Enji likes for the time being. He knows well enough that Dabi hates it with a passion.
Not that the hero cared.
His breath stalls when nimble fingers begin to pull at his belt, freeing it from the loops and thrown somewhere in the room. It's not like Enji was focusing so much on that, but on the digits continuing their journey, going for his pants next.
A curse does manage to be held back to Touya's words, though. He knows exactly what that mouth can do-when he's forcing it down the youth's throat.
His cock begins to harden within Dabi's touch, all eager and no hesitation. Instead of reaching to take Touya, Enji grips the covers beneath him, sharp eyes narrowing in lust.]
Go ahead, Dabi. Do as you please.
[He almost calls the boy 'Touya', but reminds himself how his son prefers his villain name.]
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Date: 2021-01-05 02:14 am (UTC)But for now at least, Enji grabs the sheets instead of grabbing at him. The older man may think he knows what Dabi's mouth can do, but it's a lot different when a cock is forced into his mouth, than when he goes at it himself. Maybe this time he'll get to show his father what he's missing by treating him like nothing more than a hole to fuck.
He palms at his father's cock as much as he can before the pants are off, and then he leans in and drags a long line up a sensitive vein that starts to bulge the harder Enji gets. He looks up at his father, locking eyes with him as he he keeps going, heating his mouth up before he sucks his cock into his mouth. He works his tongue around the head as well, swirling it around in a way he never does when this cock is just shoved into his mouth.
He wonders how patient Enji can be, but he makes sure the older man can feel each and every heated sensation before he starts bobbing his head down to suck in more of his cock. ]