[he can't deny it. growing up led to some experimenting as well. before his untimely "death" and all. then those childhood experiments went straight into the darkness, turning into another tool for survival, manipulation, or killing boredom. dabi's still completely in the dark regarding itadori's hangups about sex, though he's wondering if it's something like shigaraki's. before his "leader" managed to get more control of his quirk, if all five of his fingers touched something, the decay would start. not a fun thing to deal with when having sex. considering itadori hasn't fucked anything up from touch yet, dabi's guessing it's something else. maybe internal? concentration? remote?
tough shit. still calling him a "kid" because he is. though he might graduate to "guy" after another meeting or two. doesn't help that itadori's the same age as those u.a. kids dabi's contended with a few times already. that said, doesn't look like the other guy's (see?) going to defend himself against the suggested accusation he's gonna be bad in bed. of course he is; he's probably dealing with a fucking virgin over here. who may or may not touch himself at night. psh, still a "kid", greenhorn.
so no, he's not expecting any mind-blowing sex or even remotely good sex. hell... it's sex. he's had good, bad, painful, risky, boring, weird, dangerous sex before. itadori's not going to show him anything different. there's nothing "erotic" or "romantic" about it. sex is an action, feels good (most of the time), and best of all, for a little while during, you stop fucking thinking. about anything. that makes it addictive.
itadori goes serious and dabi knows he's struck a nerve. that's fucking rich. talk of villainy and death gets a smile and dodge, but bring up sex and suddenly there's a problem. priorities, itadori. so he provoked him. good. about time he lost that eternal smile.]
Second time I've brought it up to ya. Don't care if ya say yes or no. Won't matter to me in the end.
[one, it's not a joke. he's offering. two, it's not serious. despite the illogical contradiction, dabi's shown more caution to someone cooking for him and sitting behind him talking friendship than he's showing the offer of fucking. or, it could very well be itadori's proven himself at least somewhat trustworthy. enough to toss this on the proverbial table.
the answer he gets, in the form of some questions, however, earns a brief crack of a grin at the side of his mouth. quick, sarcastic, and amused, but it's not a negative response. so that's what he's worried about? granted, dabi can be extremely selfish in bed. take what he wants and leave as soon as he's done, screw what his partner feels about it. but that's a choice, not a practice.
he settles his jaw on his hand, elbow propped on the table as he regards yuji with a curious gaze.]
Why dontcha try to kiss me now?
[there's a brief flicker of blue flame of the side of his lips. itadori mentioned dabi doesn't trust him, but the villain's using that little flash of his quirk to suggest itadori doesn't trust him either. though he's welcome to prove him wrong...]
If I'm selfish, it's cause I wanna be.
[turquoise eyes narrow at him, taking a slightly more serious tone to that notion of fingers on his throat.] So long as ya don't try to kill me... [he lets that hover as the main stipulation. if it's just sex, it's just sex.]
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Date: 8/31/21 20:49 (UTC)[he can't deny it. growing up led to some experimenting as well. before his untimely "death" and all. then those childhood experiments went straight into the darkness, turning into another tool for survival, manipulation, or killing boredom. dabi's still completely in the dark regarding itadori's hangups about sex, though he's wondering if it's something like shigaraki's. before his "leader" managed to get more control of his quirk, if all five of his fingers touched something, the decay would start. not a fun thing to deal with when having sex. considering itadori hasn't fucked anything up from touch yet, dabi's guessing it's something else. maybe internal? concentration? remote?
tough shit. still calling him a "kid" because he is. though he might graduate to "guy" after another meeting or two. doesn't help that itadori's the same age as those u.a. kids dabi's contended with a few times already. that said, doesn't look like the other guy's (see?) going to defend himself against the suggested accusation he's gonna be bad in bed. of course he is; he's probably dealing with a fucking virgin over here. who may or may not touch himself at night. psh, still a "kid", greenhorn.
so no, he's not expecting any mind-blowing sex or even remotely good sex. hell... it's sex. he's had good, bad, painful, risky, boring, weird, dangerous sex before. itadori's not going to show him anything different. there's nothing "erotic" or "romantic" about it. sex is an action, feels good (most of the time), and best of all, for a little while during, you stop fucking thinking. about anything. that makes it addictive.
itadori goes serious and dabi knows he's struck a nerve. that's fucking rich. talk of villainy and death gets a smile and dodge, but bring up sex and suddenly there's a problem. priorities, itadori. so he provoked him. good. about time he lost that eternal smile.]
Second time I've brought it up to ya. Don't care if ya say yes or no. Won't matter to me in the end.
[one, it's not a joke. he's offering. two, it's not serious. despite the illogical contradiction, dabi's shown more caution to someone cooking for him and sitting behind him talking friendship than he's showing the offer of fucking. or, it could very well be itadori's proven himself at least somewhat trustworthy. enough to toss this on the proverbial table.
the answer he gets, in the form of some questions, however, earns a brief crack of a grin at the side of his mouth. quick, sarcastic, and amused, but it's not a negative response. so that's what he's worried about? granted, dabi can be extremely selfish in bed. take what he wants and leave as soon as he's done, screw what his partner feels about it. but that's a choice, not a practice.
he settles his jaw on his hand, elbow propped on the table as he regards yuji with a curious gaze.]
Why dontcha try to kiss me now?
[there's a brief flicker of blue flame of the side of his lips. itadori mentioned dabi doesn't trust him, but the villain's using that little flash of his quirk to suggest itadori doesn't trust him either. though he's welcome to prove him wrong...]
If I'm selfish, it's cause I wanna be.
[turquoise eyes narrow at him, taking a slightly more serious tone to that notion of fingers on his throat.] So long as ya don't try to kill me... [he lets that hover as the main stipulation. if it's just sex, it's just sex.]
You top. You call the shots. I got all night.