[ itadori muffles an incoherent apology with his mouth full of dick, one hand making a gesture as to reassure dabi it won't happen again. fuck, to mess up so early on, but it didn't leave him discouraged. instead he complies, committed to be mindful of his teeth, cautiously tipping his head to the side to experiment if he could go deeper, gag-reflex wise and all. slowly, carefully, until he felt the tip tease the back of his throat; that's when he leaned back, leaving a spit-slick, glistening smear over dabi's flushed cock. itadori takes in a breath, followed by a heavy huff, and then his lips curve. ]
I got this!
[ why did he even assume he'd be one of those weaklings who couldn't take a whole dick in their mouth without gagging? considering how he devours a large, spoiled curse finger at ease; swallow the whole thing in one go. of course he can fucking handle this! the ecstasy in his face didn't match the mature vibe of this moment, but that's itadori for you. when he's excited, it shows. he's not here to put on a fake facade.
you know what else is inappropriate? ]
Man, I'm a bit surprised. I didn't know it would be, uh, sensitive ... ?
[ -he murmurs while echoing dabi's little tease earlier, feeling up one of his nipples with the tip of his finger, wondering what else he's missing out on. this is where his simplicity shines so bright it's fucking blinding. yes, his modest brain thought this sensation was restricted to girls only. you know? a shocking epiphany. which explains why he thought it was an odd approach at first, until the 'oh' spark struck, and he was introduced into a world of new possibilities. yeah, he's learning a lot already.
dabi is welcomed to educate him further, as he used this opportunity to smother a few kisses against his thigh, not taken back when his lips brushed over the coarse texture of the scorched patches; equally giving them enough love, whether dabi can feel it or not. soon after, his free hand curled its fingers around dabi's arousal, this time he works them along his length; cautious not to squeeze too tight. itadori takes him inside his mouth again, tongue writhing against his cock in a sloppy, eager mess, and it felt fucking amazing. talk about discovering he might have an oral fixation; a kink maybe? it almost felt like he could get off on this alone. damn.
his abdomen clenched at the thought of deepthroating that man, and once he dares to do it— itadori's nails dug deep into the flesh of dabi's thighs, unconsciously, already promising him a few blemishes in the morning. he takes a much-needed moment to calm down, then slowly started rocking his head up and down, picking up on a rhythm. that's when he closed his eyes, shoulders shivering from the intensity of it all, unwilling to break it off, not even to catch his breath.
it was really not the plan to make it last this long, but surely dabi had enough stamina to keep it together. not that itadori would stop if he didn't— ]
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Date: 9/9/21 20:32 (UTC)I got this!
[ why did he even assume he'd be one of those weaklings who couldn't take a whole dick in their mouth without gagging? considering how he devours a large, spoiled curse finger at ease; swallow the whole thing in one go. of course he can fucking handle this! the ecstasy in his face didn't match the mature vibe of this moment, but that's itadori for you. when he's excited, it shows. he's not here to put on a fake facade.
you know what else is inappropriate? ]
Man, I'm a bit surprised. I didn't know it would be, uh, sensitive ... ?
[ -he murmurs while echoing dabi's little tease earlier, feeling up one of his nipples with the tip of his finger, wondering what else he's missing out on. this is where his simplicity shines so bright it's fucking blinding. yes, his modest brain thought this sensation was restricted to girls only. you know? a shocking epiphany. which explains why he thought it was an odd approach at first, until the 'oh' spark struck, and he was introduced into a world of new possibilities. yeah, he's learning a lot already.
dabi is welcomed to educate him further, as he used this opportunity to smother a few kisses against his thigh, not taken back when his lips brushed over the coarse texture of the scorched patches; equally giving them enough love, whether dabi can feel it or not. soon after, his free hand curled its fingers around dabi's arousal, this time he works them along his length; cautious not to squeeze too tight. itadori takes him inside his mouth again, tongue writhing against his cock in a sloppy, eager mess, and it felt fucking amazing. talk about discovering he might have an oral fixation; a kink maybe? it almost felt like he could get off on this alone. damn.
his abdomen clenched at the thought of deepthroating that man, and once he dares to do it— itadori's nails dug deep into the flesh of dabi's thighs, unconsciously, already promising him a few blemishes in the morning. he takes a much-needed moment to calm down, then slowly started rocking his head up and down, picking up on a rhythm. that's when he closed his eyes, shoulders shivering from the intensity of it all, unwilling to break it off, not even to catch his breath.
it was really not the plan to make it last this long, but surely dabi had enough stamina to keep it together. not that itadori would stop if he didn't— ]