[really. unfortunately, suffocating and choking during a first time deepthroat is kind of natural. the main thing is he didn't pass out and he didn't throw up. aka: ya did good. dabi'd be lying if he said the sensation of itadori's throat convulsing and throbbing around his cock wasn't fucking amazing. if he cared more, he would've cautioned the kid not to rush it so fast, but since he told itadori he could control the pace, well... that's the pace the kid wants. lets him have it. he felt his unpreparedness with that flinch of his face and saw it in the tension of his shoulders and still sheathed himself to the root in his mouth. might only be their second meeting, first in person, but dabi knows itadori can handle the pressure. he's further rewarded by that utterly obscene mixture of sight and sound when he pulls out of the sorcerer's throat.]
felt good, huh. [dabi smirks down at him from the pillows behind his head.] ya look nice, kid. [that's a sight he doesn't mind branding into his brain. itadori post-deepthroat.] wanna go again?
[of course he did. his fingers drag their tips across his scalp, raking through the pink in a lazy few rubs. before he takes hold of his hair again and pushes down atop his head. this time he keeps his hips on the bed, not thrusting and using his grip on itadori's hair to slowly lower and pull him up. gives him enough leeway to move his head with him, since he's not trying to pull the kid's hair out at the roots. but it gives a nice semblance of controlling him. itadori learned quickly because he's ready for the way his cock sinks into his throat. dabi's eyes fall shut and a breathy cuss slides from his mouth as the younger man takes him in, sucking like that and moving the muscles of his throat around him. god, he's good for a newbie. already adding his tongue despite it being mashed into the base of his mouth and minding his teeth at the same time. but that fucking moan... its vibrations do things that make dabi's free hand curl in the bedsheets until he's fisting them. holy fuck.]
Ngh-! [okay, maybe it hadn't been the best idea to get overeager himself. it's one bundle of sensations getting sucked off and deepthroated by itadori. it's a whole additional bundle to get finger fucked at the same time. honestly he's surprised the kid can manage to do the two at once, especially for someone with no experience. should've told him to wai-- oh fuck, never mind! that one finger pushes in and dabi grits his teeth, less out of pain and more out of the inevitable strange sensation of a finger worming into his ass. spit makes it slick enough, but the tight muscle around his digit's quick to grab and stick to him, long lines of squelching heat grabbing at the rest of his finger the further itadori pushes it in.
it's when the middle one joins in that it actually hurts. dabi's stomach sinks slightly, abs chiseling beneath his scarred flesh as the bite of that stretch and pierce zip through his ass and hips. he should tell him to calm the fuck down... but hell with it. itadori's on a sex high and dabi's gonna let him ride it out and use him. the sensation's fucking distracting as hell and he's here for that. two fingers forcing their way in and he arches his chest slightly, fingers opening and clawing at the bed in rhythm when he's given the chance to adjust. nope, no protest here, if he ignores the natural attempt of dabi's body attempting to expel the penetration. it gets so much better when itadori eases his advance and the villain's body relaxes back on the bed. nah, it's not awful of him to want to do ALL and EVERYTHING at once. kinda expected for a newbie suddenly feeling this pleasure for the first time.
dabi focuses on the sensation of his fingers and his mouth, feeling the slide of his nails inside him and the light swell of his fingers' joints slipping in and out of his hole, coupled with that wickedly-good throat strangling his dick as his tongue bathes up and down saliva and pressure in that sweltering heat. cater to his needs is putting it too nicely, but he is serving himself up to be enjoyed. not that dabi's not getting his own kicks out of this as well. because he can handle it.
so can itadori, with each renewed thrust of his hips shoving into his mouth, bottoming out with every shove upward. down all the way until the kid's lips are flush with the hilt of his dick, then back up, his gleaming shaft revealed from the cup of his lips all the way to the tip. and back down again before he's had time to get a proper breath. there's a very brief "not yet" moment when he tries to pull back on his own, but dabi lets him up soon after, releasing his hair and eyeing him with a little grin as itadori sucks in his labored air.]
Already? Shit kid, this ain't a race.
[does he sound reluctant or warning? nope! only amused and kind of taunting. before his breath's a little rushed out of him when two hands abruptly catch his legs and force them up at the knees. dabi slaps both hands down on the sheets this time, eyes widening as his younger partner curls over him and all but shoves the dripping head of his dick against his hole. shit-- he's gonna do this dry?! between a scant two-fingered fuck and whatever precum he's got on him, that's not a lot of prep!
but god, the head of his cock feels so fucking soft and full, pushing at the center of his ass with all the impatience of a horny teenager. okay, dabi resigns himself to walking stiff tomorrow; this is gonna hurt and feel so fucking good, it's worth it. pillows get knocked to the side and dabi drops flat on his back as itadori all but shoves him onto the bed. the bed frame sounds a protest they both ignore and this time the villain snaps his hand around the back of itadori's neck to hold him in that heavy kiss he just shoved into his mouth. someone's eager and he's not about to stop him. so much for the shy virgin. now he's a horny young man let off the proverbial leash. fuck.
dabi clenches one leg up to itadori's side, knee jammed under his arm and staples lightly grazing at his ribs as the scarring all over his leg rubs against contrasting smooth skin. he doesn't mind the possessiveness. not right now. a burned heel clunks against the small of his back as dabi hooks his other leg around the kid's lower torso and hips, lips pulling back from his teeth in a wry grin if satisfaction as blunt nails rake marks down his still-healthy (by proxy) flesh. finally taking purchase on his hips and he bucks them up into itadori's hands. feels good, the way the younger man's moving his lips like that, rubbing the slick of his precum over his rim. those pants down just enough to let his dick out... gonna have to take care of that in a few seconds.]
Ya ready? [dabi's voice is a bit thicker with interest, burning eyes looking at his partner as itadori draws back for a moment. definitely feels like he is.] Ah-!
[he drops his head back on the bed, nude body jerking as itadori's teeth if the purple flesh of his throat. pinned down and wrapped around the sorcerer, the villain's quick to throw everything else out the fucking window as that moan bleeds into his flesh, answers by a heated curse from his own lips. hips roll, there's a sudden seize of tightness as dabi's ass clenches against itadori's head, stubbornly resisting the penetration. he's not prepped enough, he's not slick enough, he's not read enough. and the other guy just has to say "fuck it" and shove it in--]
Fuuuck-! [it does hurt. he's not burned back there, all his nerves work, and itadori's not small. precum and scant saliva and stubbornness work as he presses in, dabi's body dents inward, there's a moment of give and the younger man stabs in with a hard 'pop' he feels all over him. legs tighten around his hips and torso, he almost rips the bedsheets, and his hand rakes across the upper part of itadori's back as he shoves his dick in. hurts good. really good. nothing's in his head, that blessed relief ripping him away from life and depositing him "here" and "itadori" and that's it. sensation alone. it's like pushing his prick into a toaster. hot and slick grab at the sorcerer's sensitive flesh, sticking to his head and the underside of his crown, dragging his foreskin further down his shaft. muscles ripple across his flesh as he bites dabi harder and the villain curls around him more when he abruptly thrusts his hips forward, claiming him with another few inches.] Real good, Itadori. Ya feel so fuckin good.
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Date: 9/13/21 02:30 (UTC)felt good, huh. [dabi smirks down at him from the pillows behind his head.] ya look nice, kid. [that's a sight he doesn't mind branding into his brain. itadori post-deepthroat.] wanna go again?
[of course he did. his fingers drag their tips across his scalp, raking through the pink in a lazy few rubs. before he takes hold of his hair again and pushes down atop his head. this time he keeps his hips on the bed, not thrusting and using his grip on itadori's hair to slowly lower and pull him up. gives him enough leeway to move his head with him, since he's not trying to pull the kid's hair out at the roots. but it gives a nice semblance of controlling him. itadori learned quickly because he's ready for the way his cock sinks into his throat. dabi's eyes fall shut and a breathy cuss slides from his mouth as the younger man takes him in, sucking like that and moving the muscles of his throat around him. god, he's good for a newbie. already adding his tongue despite it being mashed into the base of his mouth and minding his teeth at the same time. but that fucking moan... its vibrations do things that make dabi's free hand curl in the bedsheets until he's fisting them. holy fuck.]
Ngh-! [okay, maybe it hadn't been the best idea to get overeager himself. it's one bundle of sensations getting sucked off and deepthroated by itadori. it's a whole additional bundle to get finger fucked at the same time. honestly he's surprised the kid can manage to do the two at once, especially for someone with no experience. should've told him to wai-- oh fuck, never mind! that one finger pushes in and dabi grits his teeth, less out of pain and more out of the inevitable strange sensation of a finger worming into his ass. spit makes it slick enough, but the tight muscle around his digit's quick to grab and stick to him, long lines of squelching heat grabbing at the rest of his finger the further itadori pushes it in.
it's when the middle one joins in that it actually hurts. dabi's stomach sinks slightly, abs chiseling beneath his scarred flesh as the bite of that stretch and pierce zip through his ass and hips. he should tell him to calm the fuck down... but hell with it. itadori's on a sex high and dabi's gonna let him ride it out and use him. the sensation's fucking distracting as hell and he's here for that. two fingers forcing their way in and he arches his chest slightly, fingers opening and clawing at the bed in rhythm when he's given the chance to adjust. nope, no protest here, if he ignores the natural attempt of dabi's body attempting to expel the penetration. it gets so much better when itadori eases his advance and the villain's body relaxes back on the bed. nah, it's not awful of him to want to do ALL and EVERYTHING at once. kinda expected for a newbie suddenly feeling this pleasure for the first time.
dabi focuses on the sensation of his fingers and his mouth, feeling the slide of his nails inside him and the light swell of his fingers' joints slipping in and out of his hole, coupled with that wickedly-good throat strangling his dick as his tongue bathes up and down saliva and pressure in that sweltering heat. cater to his needs is putting it too nicely, but he is serving himself up to be enjoyed. not that dabi's not getting his own kicks out of this as well. because he can handle it.
so can itadori, with each renewed thrust of his hips shoving into his mouth, bottoming out with every shove upward. down all the way until the kid's lips are flush with the hilt of his dick, then back up, his gleaming shaft revealed from the cup of his lips all the way to the tip. and back down again before he's had time to get a proper breath. there's a very brief "not yet" moment when he tries to pull back on his own, but dabi lets him up soon after, releasing his hair and eyeing him with a little grin as itadori sucks in his labored air.]
Already? Shit kid, this ain't a race.
[does he sound reluctant or warning? nope! only amused and kind of taunting. before his breath's a little rushed out of him when two hands abruptly catch his legs and force them up at the knees. dabi slaps both hands down on the sheets this time, eyes widening as his younger partner curls over him and all but shoves the dripping head of his dick against his hole. shit-- he's gonna do this dry?! between a scant two-fingered fuck and whatever precum he's got on him, that's not a lot of prep!
but god, the head of his cock feels so fucking soft and full, pushing at the center of his ass with all the impatience of a horny teenager. okay, dabi resigns himself to walking stiff tomorrow; this is gonna hurt and feel so fucking good, it's worth it. pillows get knocked to the side and dabi drops flat on his back as itadori all but shoves him onto the bed. the bed frame sounds a protest they both ignore and this time the villain snaps his hand around the back of itadori's neck to hold him in that heavy kiss he just shoved into his mouth. someone's eager and he's not about to stop him. so much for the shy virgin. now he's a horny young man let off the proverbial leash. fuck.
dabi clenches one leg up to itadori's side, knee jammed under his arm and staples lightly grazing at his ribs as the scarring all over his leg rubs against contrasting smooth skin. he doesn't mind the possessiveness. not right now. a burned heel clunks against the small of his back as dabi hooks his other leg around the kid's lower torso and hips, lips pulling back from his teeth in a wry grin if satisfaction as blunt nails rake marks down his still-healthy (by proxy) flesh. finally taking purchase on his hips and he bucks them up into itadori's hands. feels good, the way the younger man's moving his lips like that, rubbing the slick of his precum over his rim. those pants down just enough to let his dick out... gonna have to take care of that in a few seconds.]
Ya ready? [dabi's voice is a bit thicker with interest, burning eyes looking at his partner as itadori draws back for a moment. definitely feels like he is.] Ah-!
[he drops his head back on the bed, nude body jerking as itadori's teeth if the purple flesh of his throat. pinned down and wrapped around the sorcerer, the villain's quick to throw everything else out the fucking window as that moan bleeds into his flesh, answers by a heated curse from his own lips. hips roll, there's a sudden seize of tightness as dabi's ass clenches against itadori's head, stubbornly resisting the penetration. he's not prepped enough, he's not slick enough, he's not read enough. and the other guy just has to say "fuck it" and shove it in--]
Fuuuck-! [it does hurt. he's not burned back there, all his nerves work, and itadori's not small. precum and scant saliva and stubbornness work as he presses in, dabi's body dents inward, there's a moment of give and the younger man stabs in with a hard 'pop' he feels all over him. legs tighten around his hips and torso, he almost rips the bedsheets, and his hand rakes across the upper part of itadori's back as he shoves his dick in. hurts good. really good. nothing's in his head, that blessed relief ripping him away from life and depositing him "here" and "itadori" and that's it. sensation alone. it's like pushing his prick into a toaster. hot and slick grab at the sorcerer's sensitive flesh, sticking to his head and the underside of his crown, dragging his foreskin further down his shaft. muscles ripple across his flesh as he bites dabi harder and the villain curls around him more when he abruptly thrusts his hips forward, claiming him with another few inches.] Real good, Itadori. Ya feel so fuckin good.