[The way Dabi recoils from Enji's touch by raising up on the balls of his feet out of reflex tells him everything he needs to know in that moment. He makes it a point not to do too much or risk putting him off too soon. Instead he focuses on what he's doing with his mouth. Not usually one for patience, he finds it oddly easy to wait for him to rebound.
Well, wait to touch him, anyway. He was too wound up and ready to go to wait for everything else. Thankfully Dabi seems to feel the same way because he shifts away from his father's mouth to insist he fuck him instead. Enji didn't have to be asked, but he will admit there's a small fire that burns inside him now that his son has said the words. If he were a pot of water, the sight of Dabi glaring at him as he makes his demand would threaten to boil him over instantly. How he's able to respond so intensely to eyes that look just like his own is something he will have to look into later.
Right now, he focuses on getting to his feet. He won't make him wait because in doing so he'll be punishing himself, and that isn't something he can take much longer. It takes him no time at all to press himself against Dabi from behind, using his feet to nudge the shorter man's legs a bit further apart so he could rub the tip of his cock directly against his entrance--still wet with his saliva. Between that and how much precum he's produced, pushing past Dabi's initial resistance is easy. The head of his cock slips right in, stretching his son out to make space for him with ease because of how well prepared he is. But. It's going to be the rest of his cock that will remind them of what's lacking without lube as he tries to nudge further inside him.
At least he's aware of his own size, and takes care in how he proceeds. Enji is tempted to just sheathe himself inside Dabi fully in one push when he feels the heat of his son's body around just the tip of his cock. Giving it to him at once and then leaving him a moment or two to grow used to it. He's tempted, but fights the urges in favor of shallowly fucking him, first with just the tip of his cock, gradually giving him more until Dabi's taking half of him. He presses a kiss to the back of his son's shoulder, knowing that if he hates it, he'll say so. His assumption is that Touya will hate anything tender from his father, so he'll enjoy this as long as he allows it.]
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Well, wait to touch him, anyway. He was too wound up and ready to go to wait for everything else. Thankfully Dabi seems to feel the same way because he shifts away from his father's mouth to insist he fuck him instead. Enji didn't have to be asked, but he will admit there's a small fire that burns inside him now that his son has said the words. If he were a pot of water, the sight of Dabi glaring at him as he makes his demand would threaten to boil him over instantly. How he's able to respond so intensely to eyes that look just like his own is something he will have to look into later.
Right now, he focuses on getting to his feet. He won't make him wait because in doing so he'll be punishing himself, and that isn't something he can take much longer. It takes him no time at all to press himself against Dabi from behind, using his feet to nudge the shorter man's legs a bit further apart so he could rub the tip of his cock directly against his entrance--still wet with his saliva. Between that and how much precum he's produced, pushing past Dabi's initial resistance is easy. The head of his cock slips right in, stretching his son out to make space for him with ease because of how well prepared he is. But. It's going to be the rest of his cock that will remind them of what's lacking without lube as he tries to nudge further inside him.
At least he's aware of his own size, and takes care in how he proceeds. Enji is tempted to just sheathe himself inside Dabi fully in one push when he feels the heat of his son's body around just the tip of his cock. Giving it to him at once and then leaving him a moment or two to grow used to it. He's tempted, but fights the urges in favor of shallowly fucking him, first with just the tip of his cock, gradually giving him more until Dabi's taking half of him. He presses a kiss to the back of his son's shoulder, knowing that if he hates it, he'll say so. His assumption is that Touya will hate anything tender from his father, so he'll enjoy this as long as he allows it.]