[psh, a snack break. touya's over here trying not to overheat and natsuo's gonna finish off their leftovers. it brings a little smirk to his lips and he lazily bites his younger brother's lower lip. worries it between his teeth before slowly drawing back, scraping the flesh until it springs free with a bounce.]
Good to know.
[sex was just an action for dabi, something to use as a means of getting his advantage, whether it was seducing someone for information, fucking to blow off some steam, or offering his body as payment cause he doesn't want to pay (or have the payment) what's required. positive and negative, he's experienced them both. but this time with natsuo? it feels entirely unique, as if this is the first time. it's going to be special... every kiss, every touch, every breath, branding itself into his senses more than anyone else he'd been with.
fuck, can't really remember anyone else right now, not with that hand working their dicks together and each squeeze coaxing more of that syrupy pre out of their tips. a shudder ripples through him when natsuo's fluid drools down onto his crown; his brother's own damn mess... hot.]
I do. [but before he gets a chance to answer, a kiss shuts him up and natsuo breaks the kiss to answer exactly what touya had been about to say.] Ya read my mind.
[a sharp grunt and low groan answer the flick and pinch, heel digging into the bed from the sensation and his brother's words. it's both extremely lewd to hear natsuo admitting he wants to fuck him, but at the same time, sounds so good to hear.]
Good with me. Ya didn't think I'd let you get away without fucking you, didja?
[touya drops his head back on the bed, both hands shoving into his brother's hair and raking through it, from his temple to his crown and skimming up to drag his spikes high before his fingers escape the snowy strands.]
One thing. [spoken between his panting breaths as natsuo assaults his chest again (gonna bruise his nipple, you beast.) dabi closes his eyes, tone calm despite his heavier gasps.] No condoms. I wanna feel all of ya, Natsuo.
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Good to know.
[sex was just an action for dabi, something to use as a means of getting his advantage, whether it was seducing someone for information, fucking to blow off some steam, or offering his body as payment cause he doesn't want to pay (or have the payment) what's required. positive and negative, he's experienced them both. but this time with natsuo? it feels entirely unique, as if this is the first time. it's going to be special... every kiss, every touch, every breath, branding itself into his senses more than anyone else he'd been with.
fuck, can't really remember anyone else right now, not with that hand working their dicks together and each squeeze coaxing more of that syrupy pre out of their tips. a shudder ripples through him when natsuo's fluid drools down onto his crown; his brother's own damn mess... hot.]
I do. [but before he gets a chance to answer, a kiss shuts him up and natsuo breaks the kiss to answer exactly what touya had been about to say.] Ya read my mind.
[a sharp grunt and low groan answer the flick and pinch, heel digging into the bed from the sensation and his brother's words. it's both extremely lewd to hear natsuo admitting he wants to fuck him, but at the same time, sounds so good to hear.]
Good with me. Ya didn't think I'd let you get away without fucking you, didja?
[touya drops his head back on the bed, both hands shoving into his brother's hair and raking through it, from his temple to his crown and skimming up to drag his spikes high before his fingers escape the snowy strands.]
One thing. [spoken between his panting breaths as natsuo assaults his chest again (gonna bruise his nipple, you beast.) dabi closes his eyes, tone calm despite his heavier gasps.] No condoms. I wanna feel all of ya, Natsuo.