[ a motion that Katsuki mimics, the hands going into his pockets before they find some other place to slip into. because they will.
he rolls his eyes at the comment, because if Katsuki had been really smart, this wouldn't happen at all. whatever. also the boy has a curfew you know ]
Smart enough to have put you in your place.
[ well. at least in one area at least once tonight? ]
[no one said every hero had to be really smart. besides, plenty of those heroes make a lot of bad decisions that eventually come around to the light of day. dabi checks the street, then crosses quickly. he's aiming to get about a block away before bothering to look for a crash site.
then maybe he shouldn't have led with an explosion.]
Ya say that like it's an achievement.
[one good thing about everything being so fucked right now is a lot of the normal neighborhoods are abandoned, with people in shelters or getting out of concentrated places. won't take long to find a house no one's in.]
[ look, Patches up there probably knows better than Bakugou where to tuck into and hide away. and c'mon. as if it wasn't a LITTLE fun ]
You say it like it's not.
[ Dabi is a problem, you know. While Katsuki doesn't like the fact that he has to acknowledge the fact that some of the villains are a challenge, it would be stupid otherwise.
though the current state of affairs is the asshole's fault. but no. plenty of place to find and one they fill find shortly. Katsuki even points his chin in the direction. ]
[he does. they just destroyed a few of them. well, left them cop-attention worthy. still, that's why he's leading the other guy through the shadows. oh it was fun, but dabi's not the one on a leash.]
I wouldn't brag about it.
[his mock self-depreciation is a ruse like so much else about him. he has immense pride in his quirk and strength, as well as his abilities, but is quite embittered despite his nonchalance about his short-comings. especially when he has to watch endeavor and his third son go off enjoying their lives.
"over there" he says while making their way to an obvious target. dabi stops in front of the house, gives it an inspection, and then heads around the side. before promptly elbowing the side door window inward. simple reach in and click the lock, then he pulls open the door to let katsuki inside.]
[ and to be fair, probably only to the guy he's walking with. because yeah let him see how he explains how he could have gotten the better of this particular Todoroki.
he's about to shout at the guy for busting a window but -
Katsuki just scowls. and then ducks inside before whirling around and frowning further. ]
[even as he says it, there's sarcastic amusement in his voice. but it's true. both of them, and their respective sides, are marching towards a battle. none of them are stopping and there will be plenty who won't be going home at the end of the day.
if katsuki wants to brag, he's more than welcome to. until the next time. when dabi's determined to win.
hey, he just busted a window for you so you didn't have to take the blame for breaking and entering. be thankful for once. dabi rubs at his elbow as he closes the door behind him.
then, just to be an ass, looks at katsuki and brazenly turns the lock.
*click*
didn't you see him reach in the window and hear it unlock?]
[ he didn't hear over his own cringing of shattered glass. though now his brow raises as he realizes that yeah... yeah the asshole might have broken into a house and Katsuki can actually say that he didn't really have any part in THAT. if it ever comes up... ]
Asshole.
[ Katsuki steps into the house further - not that a lock will do them good now - and waits. of course. ]
You comin'?
[ not gonna give him the satisfaction of knowing that he had been right and Katsuki hadn't been. ]
[didn't hear anyone offering up to pick the lock. melting the doorknob (or blowing it open) would've been more incriminating / attention-grabbing respectively. so breaking and entering was the way to go. katsuki's safe from any retribution since he can always say he got forced.
which would be a win on dabi's part. heh... this'll never come up. who cares with the nation at stake?]
After you.
[even as he walks forward and takes the lead. if you'll excuse him, first thing he's gonna do is get a damn drink. doesn't even use a cup. just wrenches the tap open and sticks his mouth under it like an uncultured heathen.
comes up with a "guh" of a drowned man, and shuts the water off before wiping his mouth with the back of his hand.]
[ please... as if Katsuki would ever take that way out. "oh i was forced." yeah right. there are various reasons as to why he wouldn't.
but the "after you" is definitely a phrase that makes him look back at the other. Patches isn't going to be judged too harshly for being a slob and drinking without a cup. it's whatever.
Bakugou is plopping down on the couch, as if that answers the question. ]
You're definitely not here to sweep me off of my feet or making me swoon.
[he's aware of those reasons. kid's been kidnapped a few times, hasn't he. dabi knows a lot about being forced and he has no intention of speaking about it.
while he's not a complete trash heap in some regards, he does like to be as big a disappointment to his family as possible. a living, walking, burning middle finger to all that is endeavor.
manner included.]
Ya ain't the kinda guy who'd want that anyways.
[a hot hand abruptly cups bakugou under the jaw, giving his head a tug to tilt up and back, as dabi leans over the back of the couch and kisses him upside down.
[ nah. he's not someone like Deku who'd want to be caught up in a whirlwind romance. holding hands and going to amusement parks. sharing crepes or some shit like that.
though there is nothing wrong with having some connection either
but Katsuki has the emotional capacity of, well, a stunted cactus anyway. he wouldn't know what to do with genuine feelings of attachment if he had them. probably blow the person up before blowing himself up honestly ]
Definitely don't wanna be in some stranger's bed that's for sure.
[ because he might be inclined to clean first.
so best that they don't head up that way. this is perfectly find. and this time when that too warm hand grabs for him, there's no ducking away. when the kiss comes - again stupidly hot but that's fine by Katsuki - he retaliates by biting at the upper lip.
[good. dabi's messed up enough, he doesn't even know what "romance" is supposed to entail. smacking your wife around and beating or ignoring your kids is what comes out of "romance" in his mind.
so long as the connection is useful to him, he doesn't mind a few to pull on.
other thing is dabi's not really big on those "feelings" anymore either. most of them all got burnt up with the rest of him. maybe a ghost or two linger around inside his rotten heart, but he's not someone who can build those things anymore.]
Noted.
[dare to clean it and he'll just strip the bed and burn the sheets. there. cleaned. but they've opted for the couch and that's what's gonna be the choice. he's not going to bother going up the stairs.
this is more enjoyable.
teeth grab at his upper lip and dabi merely grins against the other guy's mouth, a hot breath ghosting out of his throat from the spark of pain those whites bring to his skin. the one that can still actually feel. fingers crawl up katsuki's throat, slip off his chin, before returning to his lower neck.
[ ...yeah okay. honestly if he were to just rip off sheets and burn them and call them clean? Katsuki would laugh. His personality is not the best, remember?
Fingers down the neck. now isn't that familiar. and, unfortunately, something of a sensitive area for Katsuki and it takes another nip to control his own body's reaction to it. ]
Surprised you can taste anything at all.
[ well his hand is going to snake into Dabi's hair and grip it tight. ]
[why do you think he would rip the bed sheets off, burn them, and pronounce it clean? guess they match up somewhere else too. not sure he'd have to patience to go get clean sheets to replace them either.
front of the neck this time, not the back. the bite earns another hot vapor against his mouth before dabi breaks the kiss, slowly dragging back to feel his lip scraping through the hero's teeth. till it pops away and he runs his tongue along it to soothe.]
Haven't burned that up yet.
[he's still got some wet parts left on his charbroiled body. a low hum rumbles in his throat as fingers fist in his hair. funny, being so close to hands that could blow his head off his body. and yet here they are, not blowing his head off.
this time, dabi kisses bakugou hard, tilting his head to deepen it and pressing his tongue against his teeth for entrance.]
[ oh he'd find it hilarious in the moment then get mad about the barbarianism.
but if Bakugou's watching that tongue, jaw tightening because it's still warm, then surely Dabi is imagining it. Katsuki is surprisingly tactile person, enjoying the feel of tugging at that lip and it pulling away all at the same time. ]
Tch. Good thing for me then. Probably the only good part still left.
[ don't worry. those hands won't cause any further problems. well. depends on Dabi's performance really. mind the blunt nails digging in though, because he's not going to ever be gentle. ]
Maybe not the only one.
[ well that tongue is coming back and Katsuki thinks to make Dabi fight for it. thinks on it. doesn't really do it, though the other will find Katsuki's tongue right there as if to force Dabi's back. ]
[oi oi. they're not even your sheets. no need to get mad about that.
dabi imagines a lot of things. this is not one of them. this is real. every touch and tactile sensation. for someone who has less than 80% of his body with any sensitive real estate, the brush of skin and teeth feel amazing. dabi barely "feels" bakugou's hair brushing his throat and chin.]
This part right here... [and slowly traces his other hand along the front of the blonde's throat, middle fingers sliding up the center of his trachea and skimming a blunt nail across his voice box.] ...doesn't agree.
[though he'll probably get that area with his tongue later. dabi doesn't mind a lack of gentle. he can't even feel gentle on the burned parts anymore.]
Thought so.
[his tongue lingers right in front of katsuki's, almost as if daring the other serpentine muscle to strike at him or force him back... at least until saliva drips off it onto the blonde's waiting tongue. dabi huffs in amusement before shoving it in, ready and eager to "fight" for a place in that vulgar mouth.]
[ all it means is that it probably is almost overstimulating for someone that barely feels much at all, right? for Bakugou, it's primarily because he doesn't like people touching him. barely allows Kirishima to get away with it and tolerates it in spells from his other classmates.
and he gets what Dabi is eluding to. the other guy can probably feel Katsuki swallowing as those nails dance over that part of his throat. it'd be so easy to burn the blonde to ashes.
now Bakugou would throw another comment out there really. he would but there's that whole matter of who is going to find whose mouth first. because if Dabi is issuing a silent challenge, of course Katsuki is taking it, unable to really stop himself story of his life when being challenged. so yes there is a fight and it is as much of a struggle as their "sparring" might have been. and Katsuki's not shy enough to not use that hand in Dabi's hair for an advantage - or leverage. ]
[more or less. dabi's always been the lone wolf of the league, not liking the others getting close or touching him. twice got away with it because twice doesn't care. but for all that overly-sensitive responses of his remaining skin, just cause the nerves at the surface of his burnt skin are dead, the ones underneath are still raw. and occasionally screaming.
bakugou's hand in his hair is a strange but welcomed sensation, carding across his scalp and leaving what feels like lines across his head that linger for a bit after they pass. as the blonde's throat dips under his swallow, he chase the gulp down, zipping his finger from the top of his neck to the base right in the hollow above his collar bones.
a soft grunt escapes his lips when said hand in his hair decides to enter the tongue-fought fray, distracting him enough to give the blonde's an advantage. before he swiftly tries flattening his own against katsuki's and shoving it down into he wet base of his mouth. challenges aren't fun if you give up so quickly... meaning dabi's taking hold of the hero's chin and squeezing lightly on either side of his jaws.]
[ bastard. that's about the only thought Katsuki has when he feels those fingers. now he doesn't like the cold, mind. much prefers the heat. but the touch Dabi leaves behind is like a reminder about the saying "when you play with fire." because it always lingers and it makes his skin prickle and shoulders tense in a repressed reaction.
can't let the asshole know that it's something of a thrill. at least not so early on. challenges aren't fun if you give up so quickly.
the angle of their mouths is just so damn awkward. fuck this guy for deciding that an upside down make out session is the way to go about it. and fuck if it's not working too noses don't quite line up the way that they should. even their tongues don't really line up in a way to give any one person the advantage. Dabi can press down but Katsuki can just press back up.
a growl vibrates the back of Bakugou's throat as his jaw is squeezed, forcing open his mouth a bit further. that's all and well because his hair tightens and he tugs, as if to pull the other guy down so that kiss comes from more of the side than upside down. murder on Dabi's back? probably.
[he is. cold doesn't bother dabi at all, the heat's something of a coin toss. but it's not the temperature that makes his spine sizzle from nape to tail, rather the graze of fingers across what skin can still feel and the twine of tongues inside their mouths as that wrestle for dominance continues. he's played with fire all his life, and look at the mess it's made him.
and yet, despite literally fucking around with a bomb, there's the obvious rise of his pulse from this want. good to feel his heartbeat under his fingers, good to feel his breath on his lips, good to feel his fingers gripping at his hair and pulling his head to the point he wonders if katsuki's willing to break his neck in trade for turning the upside down makeout into something more sideways.
what, d'ya expect him to sit down beside all proper and pretty like for a normal smooch? maybe bakugou should't slouch on the couch like that, all but encouraging dabi to come over and be taller than someone for fucking once. chin against his nose, a plusher lower lip against his upper when it's normally never that way, and their tongues twisting with that slicker underside grazing over the tiny rasp of tastebuds instead of the normal top to top. who' the one who keeps promising they don't go with the "normal" flow?
squeezing his jaw once more, it's the pull on his hair and the possible threat of getting judo tossed over the back of the couch that finally makes the villain figure he should give his spine a break. dabi breaks the kiss with a low huff against his lips, tongue sliding out of bakugou's mouth.]
[ no way. there had been no expectation here. all proper and pretty? hell no. who needs that? if that's what Katsuki wants then he's pretty sure he could find some nice girl or guy at school to fulfill that particular need. Bakugou's fine like this, thanks.
honestly he doesn't even mind the positioning here, save for the fact that it just isn't possible to get one up on Dabi like this. there's no running a tongue over the soft palate of the mouth or anything like that. Sure can get under it though.
but he absolutely would toss this bastard too so there's that, even with everything going on. the thought crosses his mind in a bid to maybe pin down Dabi instead. that moment passes, but this time as they pull back, he makes sure that teeth do catch briefly on one of those staples.
brat indeed. of course as Katsuki pulls back a bit, he licks his own lips in a smug little smirk. ]
Yeah? You really complaining?
[ after another second of consideration, he releases the other. fine. move. ]
[good. cause that's not a service dabi provides. not without an extremely heavy dose of sarcasm and obvious disgust that would make it almost intolerable to enjoy. and would last of all but a few seconds. one of the reasons he kinda tolerates this kid; bakugou's not the proper type.
welcome to the thing call advantage. somewhat grateful he's not hauled over the back of the couch, dabi pauses when teeth catch on one of his staples. not out of pain or worry, but more checking to see if the blonde wants to go about pulling his skin off the sinew below. might bleed... nah, he lets go and the villain leans back completely, tongue flicking over the bitten staple. at least it does its secondary job: gives him some actual sensation.]
Not much to complain about ya. [ironically. but a show of good faith means he comes around the side of the couch and drops a knelt leg on it. doesn't even bother to sit properly as he leans in and kisses bakugou firmly once again, pressing a hand to his shoulder to attempt to shove the younger hero onto his back. or wherever he's gonna end up getting him. stretching out on the couch for a make out sounds good to him.
dabi's coat sloughs over his hips and legs, falling around the two of them as he opens his mouth and curls his tongue against the blonde's teeth, inviting him to try wrestling his down in the home turf this time. brief move and right back to it. distractions and delays won't do either of them favors now.]
[ thankfully, Bakugou isn't about pulling the damn thing off. maybe cause a little bleeding, but nothing more than that. the blonde still looks pretty satisfied as Dabi rolls his own tongue over the staple. ]
Tch. And a fucking crying shame I didn't get that on my phone.
[ because he'd sure as hell play that back at a different point - when Dabi is complaining. even so, red eyes don't actually leave Patches as he moves.
no need to sit properly though. that's not what they're here for. that mouth coming back on his own? that's what they're here for and there's no point in sitting because Bakugou is being pushed back by a hand. another time he could fight, but doesn't see the point. They're going to end up here anyway as his back his the cushion of the couch.
that tongue comes back too and this time Katsuki actually bites at it too. Dabi is inviting him to it after all. but then he's right back to trying to force his way into Dabi's mouth, first by rolling it and then by biting at lips if he has to.
he'll figure out where to put hands in a moment. ]
[wouldn't be the first time he's lost a staple or two during sex. some of the older ones don't bleed, but a fresh one might. he deals with it after sex anyways. doesn't mean he can't use his tongue to sooth a bit of the tug.]
Why do ya think I said it?
[more than welcome to try and get some immature blackmail on him, but he's pretty good about not letting it happen. even if he gives bakugou some good material every now and then.
back to the couch cushions and dabi consumes the blonde's mouth, not at all bothered about making out on someone else's couch in a house he broke into after setting two buildings on fire. it's a fun bit of foreplay before the real event. bakugou tastes good, the faint tang of sweat on his lips and ever-present spice in his mouth to mix with the scent of burning sugar and smoke lingering around him.
teeth bite his tongue and it squishes between the white, a small grunt leaving the villain's mouth at the spark of feeling. takes a second to wriggle and tug it, scraping along his teeth, before letting up and opening his mouth for katsuki to shove it inside. gets a small lip bite for his troubles, and then promptly bites down on the hero's tongue in payback. not hard enough to bleed, but give him a jolt.]
[ Oh he knows why the bastard said it. Sparingly might he have material but when he does... it's always in a way that he can't replay it later or save it for one of the "rainy days" where it can't be used.
so really Dabi is a bastard.
but one thing he is good for is this form of stress relief. Bakugou can at least admit to that in the back of his mind. somewhere. a pretty far back somewhere because the thing on the forefront of his mind is the fact that the asshole is definitely trying to devour his mouth. now he can't say that Dabi tastes amazing or anything like that. because honestly it's like a small inferno instead. maybe if molten lava had a taste... but what he likes is the fact that the guy doesn't treat him like he's a fragile thing.
so yeah bite at him back. it does make Katsuki jolt. huff and growl - telltale popping and cracking about his hands. not enough to actually blow anything up. enough to maybe leave some scorch marks on the couch. at least before a knee goes up between parted legs and Katsuki grabs onto that stupid coat. he's pretty determined not to give an inch. totally going to shove that tongue inside the waiting mouth and go for the back of the throat. ]
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Date: 3/28/22 01:29 (UTC)he rolls his eyes at the comment, because if Katsuki had been really smart, this wouldn't happen at all. whatever.
also the boy has a curfew you know]Smart enough to have put you in your place.
[ well. at least in one area at least once tonight? ]
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Date: 3/28/22 01:35 (UTC)then maybe he shouldn't have led with an explosion.]Ya say that like it's an achievement.
[one good thing about everything being so fucked right now is a lot of the normal neighborhoods are abandoned, with people in shelters or getting out of concentrated places. won't take long to find a house no one's in.]
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Date: 3/28/22 01:51 (UTC)and c'mon. as if it wasn't a LITTLE fun]You say it like it's not.
[ Dabi is a problem, you know. While Katsuki doesn't like the fact that he has to acknowledge the fact that some of the villains are a challenge, it would be stupid otherwise.
though the current state of affairs is the asshole's fault. but no. plenty of place to find and one they fill find shortly. Katsuki even points his chin in the direction. ]
Over there.
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Date: 3/28/22 01:56 (UTC)oh it was fun, but dabi's not the one on a leash.]I wouldn't brag about it.
[his mock self-depreciation is a ruse like so much else about him. he has immense pride in his quirk and strength, as well as his abilities, but is quite embittered despite his nonchalance about his short-comings. especially when he has to watch endeavor and his third son go off enjoying their lives.
"over there" he says while making their way to an obvious target. dabi stops in front of the house, gives it an inspection, and then heads around the side. before promptly elbowing the side door window inward. simple reach in and click the lock, then he pulls open the door to let katsuki inside.]
In.
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Date: 3/28/22 02:23 (UTC)[ and to be fair, probably only to the guy he's walking with. because yeah let him see how he explains how he could have gotten the better of this particular Todoroki.
he's about to shout at the guy for busting a window but -
Katsuki just scowls. and then ducks inside before whirling around and frowning further. ]
Bet it wasn't even locked.
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Date: 3/28/22 02:40 (UTC)[even as he says it, there's sarcastic amusement in his voice. but it's true. both of them, and their respective sides, are marching towards a battle. none of them are stopping and there will be plenty who won't be going home at the end of the day.
if katsuki wants to brag, he's more than welcome to. until the next time. when dabi's determined to win.
hey, he just busted a window for you so you didn't have to take the blame for breaking and entering. be thankful for once. dabi rubs at his elbow as he closes the door behind him.
then, just to be an ass, looks at katsuki and brazenly turns the lock.
*click*
didn't you see him reach in the window and hear it unlock?]
It's locked. Again.
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Date: 3/28/22 02:51 (UTC)Asshole.
[ Katsuki steps into the house further - not that a lock will do them good now - and waits. of course. ]
You comin'?
[ not gonna give him the satisfaction of knowing that he had been right and Katsuki hadn't been. ]
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Date: 3/28/22 02:56 (UTC)which would be a win on dabi's part. heh... this'll never come up. who cares with the nation at stake?]
After you.
[even as he walks forward and takes the lead. if you'll excuse him, first thing he's gonna do is get a damn drink. doesn't even use a cup. just wrenches the tap open and sticks his mouth under it like an uncultured heathen.
comes up with a "guh" of a drowned man, and shuts the water off before wiping his mouth with the back of his hand.]
Couch or bed?
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Date: 3/28/22 03:34 (UTC)but the "after you" is definitely a phrase that makes him look back at the other. Patches isn't going to be judged too harshly for being a slob and drinking without a cup. it's whatever.
Bakugou is plopping down on the couch, as if that answers the question. ]
You're definitely not here to sweep me off of my feet or making me swoon.
[ a bed is... yeah no thanks. ]
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Date: 3/28/22 03:39 (UTC)while he's not a complete trash heap in some regards, he does like to be as big a disappointment to his family as possible. a living, walking, burning middle finger to all that is endeavor.
manner included.]
Ya ain't the kinda guy who'd want that anyways.
[a hot hand abruptly cups bakugou under the jaw, giving his head a tug to tilt up and back, as dabi leans over the back of the couch and kisses him upside down.
don't blame him if they end up on the floor.]
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Date: 3/28/22 03:56 (UTC)though there is nothing wrong with having some connection eitherbut Katsuki has the emotional capacity of, well, a stunted cactus anyway. he wouldn't know what to do with genuine feelings of attachment if he had them.
probably blow the person up before blowing himself up honestly]Definitely don't wanna be in some stranger's bed that's for sure.
[ because he might be inclined to clean first.
so best that they don't head up that way. this is perfectly find. and this time when that too warm hand grabs for him, there's no ducking away. when the kiss comes - again stupidly hot but that's fine by Katsuki - he retaliates by biting at the upper lip.
and is ending up on the floor such a bad thing? ]
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Date: 3/28/22 04:27 (UTC)so long as the connection is useful to him, he doesn't mind a few to pull on.
other thing is dabi's not really big on those "feelings" anymore either. most of them all got burnt up with the rest of him. maybe a ghost or two linger around inside his rotten heart, but he's not someone who can build those things anymore.]
Noted.
[dare to clean it and he'll just strip the bed and burn the sheets. there. cleaned. but they've opted for the couch and that's what's gonna be the choice. he's not going to bother going up the stairs.
this is more enjoyable.
teeth grab at his upper lip and dabi merely grins against the other guy's mouth, a hot breath ghosting out of his throat from the spark of pain those whites bring to his skin. the one that can still actually feel. fingers crawl up katsuki's throat, slip off his chin, before returning to his lower neck.
no. ending up on the floor is just fine.]
Ya taste good.
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Date: 3/28/22 05:25 (UTC)Fingers down the neck. now isn't that familiar. and, unfortunately, something of a sensitive area for Katsuki and it takes another nip to control his own body's reaction to it. ]
Surprised you can taste anything at all.
[ well his hand is going to snake into Dabi's hair and grip it tight. ]
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Date: 3/28/22 05:32 (UTC)front of the neck this time, not the back. the bite earns another hot vapor against his mouth before dabi breaks the kiss, slowly dragging back to feel his lip scraping through the hero's teeth. till it pops away and he runs his tongue along it to soothe.]
Haven't burned that up yet.
[he's still got some wet parts left on his charbroiled body. a low hum rumbles in his throat as fingers fist in his hair. funny, being so close to hands that could blow his head off his body. and yet here they are, not blowing his head off.
this time, dabi kisses bakugou hard, tilting his head to deepen it and pressing his tongue against his teeth for entrance.]
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Date: 3/28/22 05:49 (UTC)but if Bakugou's watching that tongue, jaw tightening because it's still warm, then surely Dabi is imagining it. Katsuki is surprisingly tactile person, enjoying the feel of tugging at that lip and it pulling away all at the same time. ]
Tch. Good thing for me then. Probably the only good part still left.
[ don't worry. those hands won't cause any further problems. well. depends on Dabi's performance really. mind the blunt nails digging in though, because he's not going to ever be gentle. ]
Maybe not the only one.
[ well that tongue is coming back and Katsuki thinks to make Dabi fight for it. thinks on it. doesn't really do it, though the other will find Katsuki's tongue right there as if to force Dabi's back. ]
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Date: 3/28/22 05:58 (UTC)dabi imagines a lot of things. this is not one of them. this is real. every touch and tactile sensation. for someone who has less than 80% of his body with any sensitive real estate, the brush of skin and teeth feel amazing. dabi barely "feels" bakugou's hair brushing his throat and chin.]
This part right here... [and slowly traces his other hand along the front of the blonde's throat, middle fingers sliding up the center of his trachea and skimming a blunt nail across his voice box.] ...doesn't agree.
[though he'll probably get that area with his tongue later. dabi doesn't mind a lack of gentle. he can't even feel gentle on the burned parts anymore.]
Thought so.
[his tongue lingers right in front of katsuki's, almost as if daring the other serpentine muscle to strike at him or force him back... at least until saliva drips off it onto the blonde's waiting tongue. dabi huffs in amusement before shoving it in, ready and eager to "fight" for a place in that vulgar mouth.]
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Date: 3/28/22 06:13 (UTC)and he gets what Dabi is eluding to. the other guy can probably feel Katsuki swallowing as those nails dance over that part of his throat. it'd be so easy to burn the blonde to ashes.
now Bakugou would throw another comment out there really. he would but there's that whole matter of who is going to find whose mouth first. because if Dabi is issuing a silent challenge, of course Katsuki is taking it, unable to really stop himself
story of his life when being challenged. so yes there is a fight and it is as much of a struggle as their "sparring" might have been. and Katsuki's not shy enough to not use that hand in Dabi's hair for an advantage - or leverage. ]no subject
Date: 3/28/22 06:28 (UTC)bakugou's hand in his hair is a strange but welcomed sensation, carding across his scalp and leaving what feels like lines across his head that linger for a bit after they pass. as the blonde's throat dips under his swallow, he chase the gulp down, zipping his finger from the top of his neck to the base right in the hollow above his collar bones.
a soft grunt escapes his lips when said hand in his hair decides to enter the tongue-fought fray, distracting him enough to give the blonde's an advantage. before he swiftly tries flattening his own against katsuki's and shoving it down into he wet base of his mouth. challenges aren't fun if you give up so quickly... meaning dabi's taking hold of the hero's chin and squeezing lightly on either side of his jaws.]
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Date: 3/28/22 13:37 (UTC)can't let the asshole know that it's something of a thrill. at least not so early on. challenges aren't fun if you give up so quickly.
the angle of their mouths is just so damn awkward. fuck this guy for deciding that an upside down make out session is the way to go about it.
and fuck if it's not working toonoses don't quite line up the way that they should. even their tongues don't really line up in a way to give any one person the advantage. Dabi can press down but Katsuki can just press back up.a growl vibrates the back of Bakugou's throat as his jaw is squeezed, forcing open his mouth a bit further. that's all and well because his hair tightens and he tugs, as if to pull the other guy down so that kiss comes from more of the side than upside down. murder on Dabi's back? probably.
Does he care? Naw. ]
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Date: 3/28/22 16:22 (UTC)and yet, despite literally fucking around with a bomb, there's the obvious rise of his pulse from this want. good to feel his heartbeat under his fingers, good to feel his breath on his lips, good to feel his fingers gripping at his hair and pulling his head to the point he wonders if katsuki's willing to break his neck in trade for turning the upside down makeout into something more sideways.
what, d'ya expect him to sit down beside all proper and pretty like for a normal smooch? maybe bakugou should't slouch on the couch like that, all but encouraging dabi to come over and be taller than someone for fucking once. chin against his nose, a plusher lower lip against his upper when it's normally never that way, and their tongues twisting with that slicker underside grazing over the tiny rasp of tastebuds instead of the normal top to top. who' the one who keeps promising they don't go with the "normal" flow?
squeezing his jaw once more, it's the pull on his hair and the possible threat of getting judo tossed over the back of the couch that finally makes the villain figure he should give his spine a break. dabi breaks the kiss with a low huff against his lips, tongue sliding out of bakugou's mouth.]
Brat.
[leggo so he can move.]
been wanting to tag on this the entire day at work man
Date: 3/29/22 01:44 (UTC)or guyat school to fulfill that particular need. Bakugou's fine like this, thanks.honestly he doesn't even mind the positioning here, save for the fact that it just isn't possible to get one up on Dabi like this. there's no running a tongue over the soft palate of the mouth or anything like that. Sure can get under it though.
but he absolutely would toss this bastard too so there's that, even with everything going on. the thought crosses his mind in a bid to maybe pin down Dabi instead. that moment passes, but this time as they pull back, he makes sure that teeth do catch briefly on one of those staples.
brat indeed. of course as Katsuki pulls back a bit, he licks his own lips in a smug little smirk. ]
Yeah? You really complaining?
[ after another second of consideration, he releases the other. fine. move. ]
damn right! looking forward to more~ (if the dw notfs stop fucking up)
Date: 3/29/22 02:28 (UTC)welcome to the thing call advantage. somewhat grateful he's not hauled over the back of the couch, dabi pauses when teeth catch on one of his staples. not out of pain or worry, but more checking to see if the blonde wants to go about pulling his skin off the sinew below. might bleed... nah, he lets go and the villain leans back completely, tongue flicking over the bitten staple. at least it does its secondary job: gives him some actual sensation.]
Not much to complain about ya. [ironically. but a show of good faith means he comes around the side of the couch and drops a knelt leg on it. doesn't even bother to sit properly as he leans in and kisses bakugou firmly once again, pressing a hand to his shoulder to attempt to shove the younger hero onto his back. or wherever he's gonna end up getting him. stretching out on the couch for a make out sounds good to him.
dabi's coat sloughs over his hips and legs, falling around the two of them as he opens his mouth and curls his tongue against the blonde's teeth, inviting him to try wrestling his down in the home turf this time. brief move and right back to it. distractions and delays won't do either of them favors now.]
:D i mean it's just not in good taste to tag this from the work computer >_>;
Date: 3/29/22 03:08 (UTC)Tch. And a fucking crying shame I didn't get that on my phone.
[ because he'd sure as hell play that back at a different point - when Dabi is complaining. even so, red eyes don't actually leave Patches as he moves.
no need to sit properly though. that's not what they're here for. that mouth coming back on his own? that's what they're here for and there's no point in sitting because Bakugou is being pushed back by a hand. another time he could fight, but doesn't see the point. They're going to end up here anyway as his back his the cushion of the couch.
that tongue comes back too and this time Katsuki actually bites at it too. Dabi is inviting him to it after all. but then he's right back to trying to force his way into Dabi's mouth, first by rolling it and then by biting at lips if he has to.
he'll figure out where to put hands in a moment. ]
oh but of course, we must be very tasteful at work~
Date: 3/29/22 04:12 (UTC)Why do ya think I said it?
[more than welcome to try and get some immature blackmail on him, but he's pretty good about not letting it happen. even if he gives bakugou some good material every now and then.
back to the couch cushions and dabi consumes the blonde's mouth, not at all bothered about making out on someone else's couch in a house he broke into after setting two buildings on fire. it's a fun bit of foreplay before the real event. bakugou tastes good, the faint tang of sweat on his lips and ever-present spice in his mouth to mix with the scent of burning sugar and smoke lingering around him.
teeth bite his tongue and it squishes between the white, a small grunt leaving the villain's mouth at the spark of feeling. takes a second to wriggle and tug it, scraping along his teeth, before letting up and opening his mouth for katsuki to shove it inside. gets a small lip bite for his troubles, and then promptly bites down on the hero's tongue in payback. not hard enough to bleed, but give him a jolt.]
lmfao i work for the government so yeah!
Date: 3/30/22 01:11 (UTC)so really Dabi is a bastard.
but one thing he is good for is this form of stress relief. Bakugou can at least admit to that in the back of his mind. somewhere. a pretty far back somewhere because the thing on the forefront of his mind is the fact that the asshole is definitely trying to devour his mouth. now he can't say that Dabi tastes amazing or anything like that. because honestly it's like a small inferno instead. maybe if molten lava had a taste... but what he likes is the fact that the guy doesn't treat him like he's a fragile thing.
so yeah bite at him back. it does make Katsuki jolt. huff and growl - telltale popping and cracking about his hands. not enough to actually blow anything up. enough to maybe leave some scorch marks on the couch. at least before a knee goes up between parted legs and Katsuki grabs onto that stupid coat. he's pretty determined not to give an inch. totally going to shove that tongue inside the waiting mouth and go for the back of the throat. ]
i'm in communications, so i know the pain. (but kudos for having a job)
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