[some people certainly like to use sex as a power play, dominating their partners through giving or taking what they wanted. so long as they were the ones to get the most pleasure out of it, or at least what pleasure they felt was good enough for them. it's not like dabi's been nice enough to finish someone off once he's had his fill. if they had a problem with it and pushed, lets just say some of them never got to push anything again. but he can respect that desire to stay in the saddle, assuming the power through the entire experience.
another hard bite, tension enough dabi feels that soft 'crunch' of gristle beneath his flesh as hanamiya tries his damnest to leave a mark on him. he'll have a much better time attempting that on the man's unblemished skin, but if he's dogged enough to include dabi's scarred flesh, well... that's kinda sweet of him, ain't it.
god, he's going at him so damn hard. dabi's body rocks with each thrust, head alternating between falling against the shower wall and dropping back against his own shoulders. it feels good, the fierce pace the boy's drilling him with, reaching deep inside and smacking his balls against his ass with each lewd pendulous motion. the villain's eyes lid as his breath stumbles against heavy moans and pants, not bothering to hide the fact he's feeling it.
likely not a good idea to cum and run. he'd find himself with an unpleasant choice. but dabi figures hanamiya wants to feel a lot more than just a single climax. he's a smart kid, huh. blue eyes leer over his shoulder once more, half-charred lips dragging into a slurred grin as the staples at the corner of his mouth keep his cheeks together.] Hey, ease up a bit. I wanna feel ya fuckin me for a while longer. Ya dick's nice.
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another hard bite, tension enough dabi feels that soft 'crunch' of gristle beneath his flesh as hanamiya tries his damnest to leave a mark on him. he'll have a much better time attempting that on the man's unblemished skin, but if he's dogged enough to include dabi's scarred flesh, well... that's kinda sweet of him, ain't it.
god, he's going at him so damn hard. dabi's body rocks with each thrust, head alternating between falling against the shower wall and dropping back against his own shoulders. it feels good, the fierce pace the boy's drilling him with, reaching deep inside and smacking his balls against his ass with each lewd pendulous motion. the villain's eyes lid as his breath stumbles against heavy moans and pants, not bothering to hide the fact he's feeling it.
likely not a good idea to cum and run. he'd find himself with an unpleasant choice. but dabi figures hanamiya wants to feel a lot more than just a single climax. he's a smart kid, huh. blue eyes leer over his shoulder once more, half-charred lips dragging into a slurred grin as the staples at the corner of his mouth keep his cheeks together.] Hey, ease up a bit. I wanna feel ya fuckin me for a while longer. Ya dick's nice.