[ if dabi thought he got annoyed because they are discussing sex in general, and not the fact he's downgrading what other victims have been through because of sukuna's short moments of freedom— then he's mistaken. itadori didn't like how the villain is making a mockery over his own, personal anxieties. then again, dabi is blinded. an excuse not to feed the kindle of resentment that is growing from within. however, he can tell dabi is the type of crazy who would mock it even if he knew what he's dealing with. he's the type to die with a smirk on his face, isn't he?
at this point, itadori is certain words won't reach him. they will end up going back and forth, even when he expressed that he's not keen on the idea. dabi going as far as taunting him for a kiss is— shocking. but, what urged itadori's breath to stutter is the bold offer to make him take the lead. him? this virgin who never been touched before? get on top and fucking lead?
for real?
it's pretty evident dabi is looking at him as this desperate kid waiting to get his dick sucked. it's just insulting in so many ways. did he expect him to roll on his back and start wagging his tail happily? itadori didn't even notice the way he chewed on his lower lip, fingers curling into tight fists, for a brief moment, before flexing again. ]
You're used to taking advantage of people and have people treat you the same. That's why I don't think you'd object if I asked for it from our first conversation. I didn't need to make you the meal you wanted. Or, try to reassure you that I don't want to be your enemy. I'd be straightforward, get what I want, and never speak to you again. And you wouldn't mind. That's how you like it.
[ despite his words, itadori kept an easy tone. it was not deliberate to make it sound so intimate, but it was how he felt about the whole thing. truth is, he wouldn't mind a kiss. it's a soft display of goodwill, one that's not exclusive to romantic couples— or that's what itadori conceived. every time he gets a sense of being closer to that man, warm up to him, the sorcerer gets burned and pushed back again. dabi just knew how to get to him, without him fucking knowing anything about his situation.
it's terrifying— the thought of what he could do if he did. it's probably why sukuna is feeding on his toxic energy. what a show, indeed. ]
Fine, I'll kiss you.
[ there's a pause, he then grabbed the bag and pushed himself up to his feet. he stares the other down before he shrugged his shoulders. ]
I'll even fuck you. Since you gave me permission to try it out on you, right? Since you're cocky and stupidly confident, you'll be fine. I'll do it all ... when you stop acting like an asshole.
[ it can't be that hard. ]
You can do it. I've just seen it. A few moments ago. You were thankful for the homemade meal, right?
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Date: 9/1/21 20:02 (UTC)at this point, itadori is certain words won't reach him. they will end up going back and forth, even when he expressed that he's not keen on the idea. dabi going as far as taunting him for a kiss is— shocking. but, what urged itadori's breath to stutter is the bold offer to make him take the lead. him? this virgin who never been touched before? get on top and fucking lead?
for real?
it's pretty evident dabi is looking at him as this desperate kid waiting to get his dick sucked. it's just insulting in so many ways. did he expect him to roll on his back and start wagging his tail happily? itadori didn't even notice the way he chewed on his lower lip, fingers curling into tight fists, for a brief moment, before flexing again. ]
You're used to taking advantage of people and have people treat you the same. That's why I don't think you'd object if I asked for it from our first conversation. I didn't need to make you the meal you wanted. Or, try to reassure you that I don't want to be your enemy. I'd be straightforward, get what I want, and never speak to you again. And you wouldn't mind. That's how you like it.
[ despite his words, itadori kept an easy tone. it was not deliberate to make it sound so intimate, but it was how he felt about the whole thing. truth is, he wouldn't mind a kiss. it's a soft display of goodwill, one that's not exclusive to romantic couples— or that's what itadori conceived. every time he gets a sense of being closer to that man, warm up to him, the sorcerer gets burned and pushed back again. dabi just knew how to get to him, without him fucking knowing anything about his situation.
it's terrifying— the thought of what he could do if he did. it's probably why sukuna is feeding on his toxic energy. what a show, indeed. ]
Fine, I'll kiss you.
[ there's a pause, he then grabbed the bag and pushed himself up to his feet. he stares the other down before he shrugged his shoulders. ]
I'll even fuck you. Since you gave me permission to try it out on you, right? Since you're cocky and stupidly confident, you'll be fine. I'll do it all ... when you stop acting like an asshole.
[ it can't be that hard. ]
You can do it. I've just seen it. A few moments ago. You were thankful for the homemade meal, right?