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((i knoooow ahhhh. i'm gonna catch up real soon xD. i didnt want to spoil myself for the anime but i'm so interested in this arc and Hawks, i'm just like. screw it lol))

A picture of a dead man's dick.

[He deadpans. Sorry, Shigaraki. You missed out on what he was going to send you. Be curious forever.]

Oh, come on. You fucking liked it. Even wearing the gloves isn't the same as what you felt when you were tied up.

[He reaches out and grabs Shigaraki's wrist, running his fingers along the raw bruises there. He knows Shigaraki likes this part, too.]

I know what the camera is for. [And then he narrows his eyes slightly.] I don't need you to be gentle.

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(I'd say deffo read the manga after this upcoming anime arc. There's some prime villainy growth going on between where the anime left off now and where the manga is.)

Gentle? Who said anything about gentle? I said slow.

[But it was practically the same thing. Anyways he watches as Dabi feels along the bruises, letting him touch him but cautious. He might have enjoyed being tied up but he was serious about putting up a fight if he had to.]

What of it, Dabi? Think you can last ten minutes?

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(you mean after this bakugou one, or after the upcoming licensing one?)

As long as you don't confuse the two. I'm just making sure.

[ He wonders if Shigaraki can be slow and rough. He doesn't really want to take any chances. Now that they're winding down on what they did today (well, what Shigaraki did anyway) and what they got each other, all that's left is this deal that they made.

Dabi is trying not to be nervous, but he's only human after all.

He rubs at Shigaraki's wrist harshly, then pulls back and sets the camera aside. He has no idea how this is going to go. It could be fine, it could be the fucking worst. He has a feeling it'll be the latter. Today? He wants to ask, because he already feels so worn out, but maybe that's a good thing. Maybe his senses will be more dull and he can just let his mind drift to another place. ]

There's only one way to find out, isn't there? Where do you want me?

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(after the upcoming licensing one :o )

Stay right there. [Shigaraki muses, standing up to go grab a small timer from his desk drawer. He shows it to Dabi to let him see the 10 on the little clock.]

If you can't handle it anymore, you either tell me to stop or push me off. Got it?

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(yaaassss okay, i'm totally gonna do that, then. :3 )

[ Definitely the worst, Dabi decides before they've even started. He already hates this. ]

Yeah, I got it. Put the clock where I can see it. I want to see the time.

[It'll be something solid he can concentrate on as well. He'll use anything at this point, he doesn't care what it is. Dabi doesn't move, aside from crossing his arms over his chest, as if that'll keep Shigaraki from touching him. He wonders if they should lay down more ground rules, but he doesn't want to seem like he's scared. If Shigaraki knows what's best for him, he won't push this too hard.

Right.]

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( :D the anime doesn't stray from the manga at all. if anything the anime actually adds a few small fillers to the manga- like the sports festival!)

Spread your legs.

[They're doing this sitting on the floor but Shigaraki does oblige Dabi with his request. He sets the clock down where he thinks Dabi can sees it, waiting for the other to respond and moving it accordingly. Once it's in a place that Dabi is comfortable with, Shigaraki presses start and moves towards the other.

He is slow, sitting down in front of the other with a small grin. Doesn't seem like he's too interested in milking this encounter for every last second. He scoots closer, moving his own legs so that they're on top of Dabi's spread ones.

He waits a little bit before grabbing at the other's shirt and lifting it up, his other hand gliding over Dabi's chest. It feels strange with the gloves on but Shigaraki isn't complaining. He can do whatever he want for the next nine minutes- assuming Dabi can even last that long. The boss isn't gentle either, even with the gloved hand he moves in rough motions- with the one exposed finger raking harsh lines into Dabi's skin.]

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(yeah, i've heard that the anime actually adds to it really well, which is why i was trying to just stick to the anime for the longest time, but it's getting too hard lol )


[ Dabi very slowly uncrosses his legs and spreads them. Now he looks like an idiot sitting here with his arms crossed, so he slowly uncrosses those as well and sets his hands on the floor behind him, leaning on his arms.

He's sure Shigaraki is going to milk this for everything he's got and he's gearing himself up for it. The legs are really fine, but then he has to move his arms again as his shirt gets yanked up, but he doesn't protest. He lets Shigaraki take it off, watching his other hand as it slides up his chest. It's not as bad with the gloves on, he has to admit- and Shigaraki isn't gentle, which also helps. He can do this, he tells himself. He better fucking do this, or he'll never live it down and it won't get him anywhere. ]

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(ye, i'm using the upcoming hero licensing arc to like help me jump back into the manga to review the arc right after the licensing arc... cause there's some key Shigaraki growth that I wanna tackle. And I also want to try to get more icons too haha)

[Two minutes have already gone by. Dabi's doing better than what Shigaraki was expecting.

He scoots closer so that their crotches are touching. Using both his hands to really explore Dabi's chest now. Shigaraki notices that Dabi's having an awkward time with his hands and so he forces the other to rest his hands on his shoulders. It almost looks like they're holding onto each other on the floor here.

It's still slow but Shigaraki isn't trying to overwhelm the other. He's actually secretly rooting for Dabi, wanting his subordinate to over come this asinine fear of his.

With Dabi's eyes trained on the clock, he moves in and starts to nip at the other's lips- taking his kisses down the length of Dabi's jaw. Nipping and licking at scarred skin. It's not at all gentle. Just slow. But then again watching the clock must be making his slowness feel agonizingly slow.

Two minutes becomes three and soon enough four have ticked by. Only six minutes to go.

By the fifth minute mark, Shigaraki drops one of his hands between them and starts to rub at both of their groins.]

ahh sorry for the slow, im going to a stupid wedding tomorrow so im packing and shit :O

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(hell yes, i realized i need to just. read all the dabi parts to try and figure him out better lol. so i should probably get on that too xD)

[ Dabi is doing considerably better than he was expecting as well.

Maybe it's a mix of the gloves, the fact that Shigaraki is rough touching him, and the way he can concentrate on the clock instead of anything that's actually going on... but when Shigaraki moves his hands to his shoulders, his attention is drawn back to the other man, just in time to catch him leaning in and kissing him. That part's fine. He can concentrate on that as well, leaning into it a little as he tries to lean away from the hands. He doesn't say stop and he doesn't push off, but he can't help the way his body leans away from touch.

It's the hand rubbing at his groin that really gets him, though. He pulls away from the kiss and grabs at Shigaraki's arm, but even then he doesn't push away. He's thinking about it though, staring hard at the other man. ]

you're fine <3 I'm like having a hard time focusing today :P

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(he doesn't have much manga time... that's the sad thing about the League; everything about them in their development and growth is subtle so I'm hoping chapter 190 and beyond means we get more backstories.)

[He lets Dabi grab his arm, smiling before pressing hard against Dabi's grip, trying to catch his lips into a bruising kiss. His hand rubbing at their crotches grabs at Dabi, squeezing hard between the fabric. Shigaraki promised rough- Dabi would get rough.

Only four minutes remain.

Everytime Dabi leans away, Shigaraki gives him a second of space before chasing after him. He's not needlessly cruel but this is never going to work if Dabi can pull away whenever he wants. The kiss, without fail, becomes an excuse for Shigaraki to bite and pull at Dabi's lip, his hand kneading harder at the other's crotch.

Three minutes remain.

He can feel his own cock growing hard, and it fuels him to get a little rougher. The free hand on Dabi's chest wraps around the other, pulling him closer to press against Shigaraki's chest. He waits a bit, making sure that the other doesn't immediately jerk away before that hand goes for the back of Dabi's neck, starting to squeeze him tightly.

Two minutes remain. It slowly counts down until there's only one minute remaining. By that point there's already a few groans coming from Shigaraki. Dabi's quietness and unease has really set him off. He could get used to this honestly.]

<3

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[ Every time Dabi thinks about pushing Shigaraki away, he gives him something more rough and Dabi can focus on that instead. Even the hand at his groin gets more rough and Dabi thinks he can probably hold out. Four minutes turn into three and he realizes that staring at the clock is probably making it worse, so he tries not to.

Shigaraki is relentless in the way he chases after Dabi, but it's all followed up with the roughest of kisses and at least he can work with that.

When Shigaraki slides an arm around him, pulling him closer, his hands move to his chest, ready to push him away, but there are only two minutes left and he sure as fuck isn't going to give up now, even if his skin is crawling and all this unnecessary closeness is starting to make him sick.

He's so unresponsive that he's surprised Shigaraki can even get off on this, but he's not particularly surprised. He's getting mildly hard as well, but he's way too focused on his ten minutes to get any further than that.

When time is up, Dabi violently shoves Shigaraki away as much as he can, shoving himself back in the process.]

Time's up. Get the fuck off of me, creep.

hope you have fun at the wedding tho! :o

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[Shigaraki's impressed that Dabi made it this far. He's not even mad that he'd been violently thrown back when the timer made it's little chime to announce that it'd been ten minutes.

Of course, Dabi had made it through the ten minutes and Shigaraki would respect that.]

Heh. You did it Dabi. How's it feel?

[He gets up to turn off the little timer, having a hard time moving because of the semi-hardon he's got going on.]

I guess you get a picture out of that, huh?

ahh thanks, me too! i hope the open bar is good lmao

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[ The only way he got it through this is because Shigaraki gave him the roughness he needed, and because there were so many things he could focus on. Five more minutes and he doubts he would have made it. Fifteen minutes is going to be far too much.

He wonders if he can talk Shigaraki into ten minutes each time, but he doubts it.]

Feels fucking revolting. You stink and you feel like garbage. Was that actually enjoyable for you?

[These are his protests. He's just putting it all out there. He wants to take a shower, glancing toward the bathroom, but he doesn't move aside from drawing his legs up against himself. Everything feels strange and disjointed, and he doesn't like that this is how their future encounters might be.]

I do get a picture, yeah. Don't you fucking forget it.

Did you really get off on any of that?

the one i went to a few weeks back had a good open bar :o pear cider for days

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Yeah. Surprisingly your discomfort is a real turn on.

[Is he sick? Yeah. In more ways than one.]

What do you want for your picture?

[Now it's Shigaraki's turn to eagerly get this over with. He hated the fact that Dabi would get a picture but... he's also proud that Dabi made it that far. Thankfully for Dabi, Shigaraki isn't always going to start their future encounters like this... because even Shigaraki doesn't fully like the agreement they've set in place. Pictures Dabi got something that would last permanently while Shigaraki was stuck with something that was fleeting.]

i'm more of a whiskey person xD

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You're such a sick creep.

[Is he surprised? No. Of course it would turn Shigaraki on. It's not like Dabi is any different. Shigaraki's discomfort and desperate moans always turn him on too, more than anything. He was just too focused on keeping his shit together just now.

He's almost uncomfortable enough to postpone the picture, but he doesn't think Shigaraki would go for that. So he gets himself up, pushing the discomfort aside so he can get what he wants, grabbing the camera as he moves over to the other man. ]

I want you on your knees. You're already hard, aren't you? Pull your dick out and jerk yourself off.

whiskey is good too!!

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[He scratches at his chin as if to contemplate Dabi's request. Eventually he does get down on his knees with a glare, unzipping his pants and fishing out his dick. Of course he moves to remove one of the gloves too.

Shigaraki isn't going to touch his dick with the gloves on. He does leave the other glove on though.]

Like this?

[He asks, starting to jerk himself off slowly. He's got his pinky finger out in his typical dainty fashion.]

unfortunately its with my fam so i gotta chill out a bit lol

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[ Dabi thinks that just watching Shigaraki like this, he can get himself back to normal. Even things out a little. Even the glare helps, and Dabi moves closer, holding the camera up, but to the side. He wont take the photo yet, he's just going to enjoy this for a little while. ]

Mhm. Just like that.

[Without the glove? Even better. He's even getting used to that stupid, dainty thing of Shigaraki's.

This whole thing still feels utterly impersonal, just like his ten minutes of touching did, but that's probably good, isn't it? It should be, but feeling that detached feels strange.]

thats when you go hard fam

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[Shigaraki hates this because he's a spoiled brat. But he'd made Dabi uncomfortable and now it's time to give Dabi his reward. He turns his head away from the camera, not wanting his face to be in the picture. Though he probably doesn't have much of a choice.

Dabi calls the shots now. Literally.

But he still jerks off for Dabi, trying to mimic the motions Dabi has used on him for the past few nights. It's difficult though to do it on his knees like this. Uncomfortable. He grips the head of his cock, breathing hard.]

;; driving back hungover the next day is always the worst tho lol

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[ That's right, Shigaraki. This is his reward and he's going to take it. He reaches forward and grabs the other man's face, turning it back toward him, raising an eyebrow. ]

You're going to look right at the camera when I take this picture. That's how I want it.

[And this sight in front of him, no matter how impersonal it seems, it's starting to get his erection to fill out more fully. Maybe it's because he knows Shigaraki doesn't want this either. They're really some pair, aren't they.]

Faster. I want to hear you.

only sometimes

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[His face is burning with embarrassment, trying to angle his head so that his hair falls over his eyes. He really doesn't want to look at the camera like this. If Dabi holds onto his face he won't try looking away again but the moment the fire user lets go, he looks down- away from the camera.

But he does comply with Dabi telling him to go faster. It's hard to stay upright like this, and he ends up grunting a little, trying to even his breathing. Shigaraki lets out a loud groan, hips bucking into his hand as he tries to keep the fast pace. It's hard- his hand is starting to cramp. Still he keeps at it, moaning when he finally starts making some grounds towards release.]

yeaaah i'm gonna get drunk AF either way lol

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[ Dabi does let go of Shigaraki's face, mostly because the angle is weird and he wants to get a good, full view. They're both wildly uncomfortable with the situation they've been put in, but in the end, Dabi figures he's the one getting the most out of it, so he's good.

It's nice how Shigaraki does manage to take the other orders quite well, making all those loud sounds for Dabi. It should set off red flags that Dabi already knows when Shigaraki is getting close to release. It's only been a few days, but god, have they being paying attention to each other.

Even without Shigaraki looking straight at the camera, Dabi has a good view. He brings the camera up to his face now, ready to take the shot he wants- when Shigaraki finally comes all over his hand. He wants a picture of that moment.]

have fun friend! my tags will be a lil slow for the next week or so btw

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[Shigaraki can't even glare at the camera being shoved in his face, squeezing his eyes shut to avoid looking at it. Not that it matters because he won't have to look long anyways. With a high pitched moan, followed by a strangled cry, he comes. Shooting off hot loads all over his hand. A beautiful flush filling out his face, making him look healthier than usual. For a brief moment, he's lost in his orgasm- eyes fluttering open in a dazed expression as his jerking slowly dies down.

He's breathing hard too with a trail of come dripping onto the floor.]

haha I got so drunk I glanced at this reply and I was like... nope, words dont make sense lol

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[When Shigaraki comes, Dabi snaps the perfect shot of him spilling over his hand, cheeks flushed, head slightly back. He looks completely debauched.

Dabi has this moment captured forever and he doesn't feel at all bad about it. As he waits for the photo to develop, he lets his gaze run up and down Shigaraki's messy self.]

You look good like this.

that's a sign you had a good time!

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Fuck off.

[Is all Shigaraki can muster, grabbing a nearby sock to clean himself and the mess he'd made on the floor. He purposefully avoids looking at the photo because he doesn't want to see it. Knows that it doesn't paint him in a pretty state at all.]

We're even now.

Yeah it was pretty good. Are you moving this week?

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Maybe later.

[he crouches down as he finally looks at the photo, a gleam in his eyes. Definitely one for the spank bank. He's certainly not above that.]

You wanna see?