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Yeah?

[He honestly didn't expect an answer. But it's worth it. He sees that Dabi is going faster but he's not upset. It's kind of thrilling to see how Dabi thinking about him gets Dabi worked up like this. His own kind of power over the other, even at the expense of being degraded.]

Stroke yourself harder.

[And then slyly;]

Bet you want to come on my face.

[Maybe he's just trying to weasel out of getting it everywhere.]

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Yeah.

[Dabi says a bit breathlessly.Thinking about Shigaraki does get him worked up. It wasn't always like this, but now? Well, now he knows what this looks like and sounds like, and it turns him on.

He strokes himself harder, his hips rocking forward with the motion.]

Not today. I want to come on your mess.

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Huh. You want it all to mix?

[It's odd, talking to the man who's jerking off over your body. But Shigaraki was never conventional. He struggles lazily, making a gruff grunt of frustration.]

You can go faster than that.

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I want it all to mix.

[Dabi repeats, because that's basically what it is. He wants Shigaraki to be marked with all of it, stained across his body.

The sounds are like a spark and the struggling lights a whole new fire in him. Dabi strokes faster, his movements starting to get haphazard. When he comes, he grabs onto Shigaraki's knee so he doesn't fall forward. He makes sure he angles himself so his jizz hits Shigaraki's stomach and parts of his chest. It looks as good as he thought it would and he slumps down between the other man's legs, leaning into the one pressed against the back of the couch.]

Look at you.

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[It's hot against bare skin and not all of it lands on his exposed chest. Some of it lands on his shirt, the rest drips down into his already ruined pants. It's has him feeling heavy and sticky. Dabi's grip on his knee surprises him but he allows it. Even allows him leaning into the one pressed into the couch after all is said and done.

Look at you. Instead he glares up at Dabi. Shigaraki knows he's a mess but he'd rather not look at it. Struggling instead to remind Dabi that he's still tied up.]

Untie me.

[He wants a shower desperately.]

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[ Dabi is still trying to catch his breath, but he moves away from Shigaraki to yank his pants up. The view in front of him is too good to look away from, though, so he's still watching as he stands, tilting his head and letting his gaze run up the other man's body until it reaches his face. ]

Are you going to run?

[Shigaraki has posed the question to Dabi so many times, now it's his turn. But even so, he leans over the other man and starts untying the restraints from around his wrists. The skin underneath each tie is raw and bruising. It's Shigaraki's own damn fault for struggling so hard.]

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[Shigaraki scoffs at the question, waiting for Dabi to untie him from the restraints. Once he's free he lays there for a minute, slowly bringing his arms back to his chest. People are definitely going to ask questions tomorrow when they see how raw and bruising his wrists are. But then maybe they won't? Shigaraki is known for the way he abuses himself with that annoying scratching and picking. He sneaks a peak at the mess they've made on him and gives a disgruntled sound of disapproval.

Slowly he sits up, feeling lightheaded. Shigaraki takes off his shirt, using it to wipe off his chest and a poor attempt at cleaning up his pants. It's everywhere is an understatement and it feels gross to him. Like snot.

He tosses the shirt at Dabi and then tries to stand up. Has to sit back down because the blood in his arms is rushing back and his knees are still weak from the torture Dabi put him through.]

Ugh.

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[ While Shigaraki just lays there, Dabi goes to flop back on his couch, his limbs feeling tired and heavy. He could definitely use a cigarette right now, but they're so far away and he's content to be lazy for a while.

He glances over at the other man when he sits up, watching him clean himself off. It really is disgusting, but Dabi is glad he did it. His eyes travel to Shigaraki's neck and the perfectly mouth shaped bruises dark against his stark pale skin, a small smirk forming on his face. Between those and the marks on his wrists, he's going to have a lot of explaining to do and that amuses Dabi to no end.

Dabi catches the shirt, tossing it aside and snorts, stretching his arms out on the back of the couch.]

You say that as if you didn't just experience the best release of your life.

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Ugh. [He repeats with more disgust in his tone.] Shut up.

[His wrists hurt like hell. Oddly enough though it's a comforting sort of pain; one that will satisfy the itchy twitch of his for a good while. After a few moments, he does manage to stand up and wander over to where Dabi threw that phone to start searching for it.

When he finds it, he doesn't hesitate to activate his quirk again, holding it up for Dabi to watch his phone turn to dust. He wasn't joking when he asked Dabi to delete the photo. Don't delete the photo? Shigaraki deletes the phone. Literally.]

If you want to see that again, you ask me. Understood?

[That of course referring to the situation they'd just gotten out of. It's the closest Dabi will ever get to Shigaraki admitting he liked being able to just focus on release without compromising himself.

With that taken care of, he staggers back to the couch, sitting a comfortable distance away from Dabi. His eyelids are heavy. Fuck. Dabi got him good this time.]

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Mhm.

[Dabi says says smugly, laying his head back with his eyes closing. But that smile drops off his face when he opens them again to see Shigaraki rooting around for his phone. He'd jump up to grab it, but he's not in the mood. Still, he scowls when he watches the damn thing disintegrate.]

Hey! You fucking creep, that was important. I wasn't going to show anyone.

[He grumbles, glaring at Shigaraki when he comes back to sit. He's lucky he sits further away or Dabi would shove him to the ground. Ugh. Whatever. He switches phones often anyway. Can't be too careful when you're a villain.]

You're getting me a new one.

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[He shrugs. Maybe he'll buy Dabi a new one. Maybe not. Depends on how well the other behaved himself since Shigaraki was particularly busy.]

Don't complain too hard. You had your fun.

[Dabi should have understood that having a picture like that, even if he wasn't going to show it to anyone, was still dangerous. Dangerous especially to Shigaraki because that photo could end up in the wrong hands or used as blackmail. And while he and Dabi didn't always get along, he at least liked Dabi enough to not want to kill him. Even if he often tried to do so with their little spats.]

My arms fucking hurt.

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[ Of course it was dangerous. That's what they do. But hey, at least he gets it. He wouldn't want a picture of himself floating around like that either. Still, that was his fucking phone. ]

Don't complain too hard, you had your fun.

[Dabi repeats right back to him when Shigaraki complains about his arms.]

Anyway, you like it when it hurts. You'll be wrapping your fingers around your boney wrists for days, just trying to feel that pleasure again.

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[He hates how his words get so easily thrown back at him. The best he can do is grit his teeth and ignore it but it's already clear Dabi hit a nerve. Not just with throwing Shigaraki's words back at him but with the truth about liking pain. Right now, even as they speak, his fingers are wrapped around his wrists- trying to mimic the tight pressure.]

You think you've got me all figured out huh? [It isn't hard. Everyone's got him figured out. But that's ok- it just means everyone isn't expecting him to rise to such competency or be able to accomplish what his ultimate goals are.] You helped me. Maybe I should help you and torture that inability to be touched out of you. Hmm?

[It sounds malicious but... it's not. During their little masturbation exploration earlier, Shigaraki had noticed something different about Dabi. One of his scars didn't quite match up- like it was new.]

I see you've tried scratching yourself like me.

[Ha. Ha. Ha.]

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[Head smirks at the way Shigaraki is already rubbing his arms, not from pain, but because it feels good. He can tell the difference by now... which should probably say something about the different kinds of pain and pleasure they give each other. ]

You know I do. I can give you more of a rundown of just how much, but you didn't seem to like that the other day.

[Dabi does give pause at Shigaraki's words, though. Well... shit. He doesn't want to admit that that's exactly what he was thinking. How Shigaraki can somehow help him overcome this weakness. He doesn't want to call it help.]

You'd like that, wouldn't you? In any case, you're not tying me up.

[That's for damn sure, Dabi won't even consider that, especially after today. And then, he's surprised that Shigaraki has noticed even more than that. He tries to ignore his arm and not draw any more attention to it, or that Shigaraki got it right]

And you think that makes me needy like you are?

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It's because what you said was unbecoming and untrue. [Defensive much?] Tying you up? Please. You'd just burn through whatever I'd use.

[He's still rubbing his wrists when he turns to Dabi, staring hard at him. Shigaraki has that dangerous glint in his eyes that implies he's really hard at working thinking of something.]

I wonder what would work on you, Dabi. A reward system? [He leans in a little closer as if to really size Dabi up.] You're needy. You're the one who came to me after all. It's not my fault I ended up liking what you had to offer.

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I know you lie to everyone else, but lying to yourself is pathetic.

[Dabi counters. They both know what he said was very true and the defensiveness is so obvious.]

Then what are you on about if you already know that won't work?

[He's... actually a little curious, but he still snorts.]

A reward system? I'm not a dog.

[He eyes Shigaraki as the other man leans closer]

Don't mistake boredom for neediness. That's all it was and you seemed the easiest.

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I'd be offended but you saying I'm the easiest is more of a statement about yourself. Only needy people go for the easiest.

[Honestly he isn't mad. A little peeved? Definitely but it doesn't show. Any negative emotion from Shigaraki is hard to read since he's rubbing at his wrists still.]

No? But aren't you about as responsive to touch as a stray unruly dog? Maybe if you tolerate me touching you for a few minutes at a time, I'll be more open to more degenerative shit you like. If you can't meet the time mark then you won't get anything.

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Or lazy people. I happen to be very lazy and this is a way to pass the time. I can find someone else to pass the time if that's what you really want.

[He threatens, because he isn't going to get labeled needy no matter how many times Shigaraki says it. He doesn't need this at all. Of course it might be different now that they've got an actual thing going. He really doesn't want to have to find someone else. Shigaraki, as much as he hates to admit it, is good for this. Or for him. Whatever.]

Shut up, you fucking creep. You act like I can't get everything I want from you already. That's not much of a reward. You say no and then you bend over and take it a minute later, so you're going to have to try harder than that.

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I'll think of something.

[Shigaraki looks away, staring off into the distance. His fingers around his wrist gently rub at the raw skin. This would be a challenge; he's not exactly experienced in sex or handling issues of intimacy. He had his own issues that weren't easily solved thanks to his quirk.]

But it'll be hard not knowing what's causing that irritable tic of yours.

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[ Dabi is curious as to what Shigaraki will come up with. He probably would have tried to do it regardless of a reward system, but this definitely makes things more interesting and even though he's scoffing about it to Shigaraki's face, he has a feeling it might work.

It would be good for him, as much he hates it. It's what he wanted and somehow, Shigaraki figured it out. Heh. He's not as irritated about it as he thought he would be, now that it isn't being rubbed in his face. ]

It's not an irritable tic. I just don't like it. There's nothing else you need to know.

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What don't you like about it?

[You give this man an inch, he'll try to take a mile. Shigaraki doesn't bother looking back at Dabi so there's a bit of a carefree air to the question and he's not exactly expecting an answer anyways. Dabi's good at avoiding answers and skirting around the topic.]

You like sucking my cock but you don't like being touched? It's a peculiar conundrum you've got there Dabi.

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It disgusts me.

[That's the only answer he gives, because he knows Shigaraki will just use anything else against him. That's what they do to each other all the time. ]

Well, I have to pleasure myself somehow, don't I? Other people's flesh doesn't bother me. And mine? Well, it hasn't really been all that much of a problem. Most people don't give a shit about reciprocating. Some of the ones who wouldn't take no for an answer are dead now.

[He finally drops his hands into his lap, rubbing at the new scar on his arm. He says it hasn't been all that much of a problem, but sometimes it has, and those times are enough to get to him, much like today did. ]

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Disgusts you how?

[It's like a kid asking why the sky is blue and then asking additional questions based off one tidbit of an answer. Sooner or later Dabi's gotta give in to his persistent questions, right?]

It's been nothing but a problem since you've come to me, Dabi. If my arms didn't feel so heavy, I'd prove my point right now.

[He could but he's not going to. Shigaraki already dealt with Dabi's own tantrum earlier when he stormed out of the room.]

You like being handled roughly but you don't like gentle touches and sometimes you can't even handle rough touches. [He hums thoughtfully.] And you don't want to work with a reward system.

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It makes me want to puke and light people on fire.

[Which might not be the answer Shigaraki is looking for, but Dabi is going to evade for as long as humanly possible. If Shigaraki is waiting for him to cave, he's going to have to wait a long time.]

It's only been a problem because I can't kill you. Though you're starting to make me weigh the option.

[Dabi narrows his eyes, tempted to shove Shigaraki off the damn couch. Instead, he gets up himself, going over to his mattress- a regular one on the floor, instead of a rolled up one from the closet- and grabs a pack of cigarettes from under his pillow, sitting down there instead. He doesn't want Shigaraki to get any ideas to prove his point, and this conversation is making him want a cigarette more than having an orgasm did.]

I didn't say I wouldn't work with a reward system. I said find something better to reward me with, if you think you're so damn smart. Anyway, there's no reason for you to touch me gently, is there?

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Why do you want to puke? [Not giving up, sorry Dabi.]

The thing is Dabi, I don't know what's rewarding to you. [He watches as the other moves to the mattress.] I'm sure there's something you want? No? Unless you're saying what we have now is all you've ever fantasized about.

[There's gotta be some humiliating thing Shigaraki hasn't done that Dabi would let him be touched for.]

Or maybe I ought to just force you to get used to being touched. You like it when I choke you. I could just choke you and touch you little bit little.