[This bridge has been burned. If his relationship with his son hadn't been completely incinerated on that mountain before, he's adding gasoline to the pyre just to make sure. Clearly it isn't a son he's looking for in Dabi, it's something else. He doesn't think himself a man who needs a lover--he never has before, and although he and his wife produced a handful healthy children, much of it was goal-oriented.
He doesn't have any such goals now as the number one hero, and he didn't think he needed an outlet like that for himself, but as he uses his hands to part Dabi's cheeks for better access he wonders how true his initial assessment was. Clearly he's so desperate for someone that he's resorted to his own offspring...and the worst among them. No amount of counseling could help fix whatever the fuck possessed him to do this. He's beyond caring now, though.
All he cares about is the sounds Dabi makes as Enji licks at him. It's impossible to tell if he's just tolerating him doing it because he's sore and spent and the soft gesture might feel nice, or if he's actively enjoying it. Enji doesn't have to keep wondering because Dabi reaches back to demand more of it. That's when he closes his eyes and pushes his tongue past that ring of muscle, working him relaxed and open again with wet passes of his tongue and strategically applied pressure to get deeper inside him.
His cock aches for more attention throughout it all, but outside of a few seconds at a time of attention, Enji leaves his own arousal comparatively untouched. He's still not sure if he wants to go as far as being inside his son. It's impossible to make up his mind as if this would make him any more awful of a person when they've done just about everything except that.]
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Date: 12/16/21 13:09 (UTC)He doesn't have any such goals now as the number one hero, and he didn't think he needed an outlet like that for himself, but as he uses his hands to part Dabi's cheeks for better access he wonders how true his initial assessment was. Clearly he's so desperate for someone that he's resorted to his own offspring...and the worst among them. No amount of counseling could help fix whatever the fuck possessed him to do this. He's beyond caring now, though.
All he cares about is the sounds Dabi makes as Enji licks at him. It's impossible to tell if he's just tolerating him doing it because he's sore and spent and the soft gesture might feel nice, or if he's actively enjoying it. Enji doesn't have to keep wondering because Dabi reaches back to demand more of it. That's when he closes his eyes and pushes his tongue past that ring of muscle, working him relaxed and open again with wet passes of his tongue and strategically applied pressure to get deeper inside him.
His cock aches for more attention throughout it all, but outside of a few seconds at a time of attention, Enji leaves his own arousal comparatively untouched. He's still not sure if he wants to go as far as being inside his son. It's impossible to make up his mind as if this would make him any more awful of a person when they've done just about everything except that.]