[the word is as taunting as it is interested. switches tended to range anywhere from people who champion there's no reason to divide between top and bottom, all the way to hedonists who only cared about what felt good at the time. it wouldn't surprise him if hanamiya used his ass as well as his dick as a prize for people he wanted to manipulate. this kid's got a lot of promise in the future... if he doesn't get himself killed being stupid in his youth.
hanamiya needn't worry much. nothing here is really hinting to dabi that he should leave this guy a blackened corpse.
he doesn't know if this guy has a quirk or not. athletes tended to keep their quirks hidden so as to not be called out on the court for cheating. and generally their quirks weren't that flashy in the first place, leaving them to choose careers as athletes rather than police or heroes. whatever hanamiya's is, dabi's not worried about it.
he tilts his head to the side when the younger man licks up the side of his neck, not feeling much more than the pressure of his tongue pushing against his scarred flesh. generally his scar tissue didn't get weirdly soft until after he'd been in the wet for a long time. though the edges might peel a bit if someone messed with them too much.]
Flatterer. Ya got a way with your tongue.
[dabi arches up on the balls of his feet when a second finger nudges against his ass, only to grunt at the sensation of it pushing inside and stretching him open more.] ngah fuuuck...
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Date: 1/22/24 22:49 (UTC)[the word is as taunting as it is interested. switches tended to range anywhere from people who champion there's no reason to divide between top and bottom, all the way to hedonists who only cared about what felt good at the time. it wouldn't surprise him if hanamiya used his ass as well as his dick as a prize for people he wanted to manipulate. this kid's got a lot of promise in the future... if he doesn't get himself killed being stupid in his youth.
hanamiya needn't worry much. nothing here is really hinting to dabi that he should leave this guy a blackened corpse.
he doesn't know if this guy has a quirk or not. athletes tended to keep their quirks hidden so as to not be called out on the court for cheating. and generally their quirks weren't that flashy in the first place, leaving them to choose careers as athletes rather than police or heroes. whatever hanamiya's is, dabi's not worried about it.
he tilts his head to the side when the younger man licks up the side of his neck, not feeling much more than the pressure of his tongue pushing against his scarred flesh. generally his scar tissue didn't get weirdly soft until after he'd been in the wet for a long time. though the edges might peel a bit if someone messed with them too much.]
Flatterer. Ya got a way with your tongue.
[dabi arches up on the balls of his feet when a second finger nudges against his ass, only to grunt at the sensation of it pushing inside and stretching him open more.] ngah fuuuck...
[bigger.]