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[some people certainly like to use sex as a power play, dominating their partners through giving or taking what they wanted. so long as they were the ones to get the most pleasure out of it, or at least what pleasure they felt was good enough for them. it's not like dabi's been nice enough to finish someone off once he's had his fill. if they had a problem with it and pushed, lets just say some of them never got to push anything again. but he can respect that desire to stay in the saddle, assuming the power through the entire experience.

another hard bite, tension enough dabi feels that soft 'crunch' of gristle beneath his flesh as hanamiya tries his damnest to leave a mark on him. he'll have a much better time attempting that on the man's unblemished skin, but if he's dogged enough to include dabi's scarred flesh, well... that's kinda sweet of him, ain't it.

god, he's going at him so damn hard. dabi's body rocks with each thrust, head alternating between falling against the shower wall and dropping back against his own shoulders. it feels good, the fierce pace the boy's drilling him with, reaching deep inside and smacking his balls against his ass with each lewd pendulous motion. the villain's eyes lid as his breath stumbles against heavy moans and pants, not bothering to hide the fact he's feeling it.

likely not a good idea to cum and run. he'd find himself with an unpleasant choice. but dabi figures hanamiya wants to feel a lot more than just a single climax. he's a smart kid, huh. blue eyes leer over his shoulder once more, half-charred lips dragging into a slurred grin as the staples at the corner of his mouth keep his cheeks together.] Hey, ease up a bit. I wanna feel ya fuckin me for a while longer. Ya dick's nice.

[Not a lot of unblemished skin for Hanamiya to bite from this angle. If he had Dabi on his back, he'd totally be leaving marks on his tits. He wouldn't say it was sweet; he just wanted to leave a mark. Dabi's scars were more of a turn-on than a detriment.

When asked to ease up, Hanamiya gives one final, hard thrust, sheathing himself deep inside of Dabi. He pulls off from Dabi's neck, licking the spot before leaning up to nip at an ear lobe.]

Oh?

[His voice sounds innocent, but Dabi can probably hear the smirk in it.]

Too much? You're leaking a faucet.

[He takes his hand off of Dabi's dick, rests his chin on the villains's shoulders, and places the fingers to his lips before pressing them to Dabi's.]

You've got a nice taste.

[the "sweet" thought was more a taunt than anything else. but to have someone think his scars were a turn on is a strange, but not uncommon, occurrence. if hanamiya wants to keep biting the hell out of him, dabi's not going to stop him from it. there's a pleasure to be had in the hard grip putting pressure on his body and digging past his fried nerves.

a hard grunt punches from his lips when hanamiya shoves in one last time. all the way in, hips flush to his ass. he groans softly at the sensation of the boy's cock pulsing inside his tunnel, feels the precum leaking out into his clenching grip. fuck, someone's really needy. hanamiya's going to find his teeth nipping at the sloped cartilage of dabi's ear, having long since burned his earlobes off. some things just don't last under heat. go figure with his hair...

at least the gnarled skin gives hanamiya an interesting texture on his tongue.]

Nah. Just wanna last longer. Ya got a nice dick. [yeah, he expects to hear that smirk, but his response brushes the pride off like it's nothing. dabi's only asking cause he wants more. there's a small hum of interest about his leaking state and he clenches his stomach muscles to twitch his dick in hanamiya's hand before the athlete releases him. finges pushing against his lips earns a brief grunt of surprise. that's not something people usually do to him...

he opens his mouth and uses his tongue to guide them in, teeth quickly following as he bites down and runs his tongue along the slender lengths. doesn't bother closing his lips for a suck though. it's lewder like this.] Ha yike it yis yay?

[and he'll talk with his mouth full too. fuck off.]

Uh-huh.

[Well, Hanamiya knows he does have a nice dick, so he'll let that slide. But fuck, he is pretty close to cumming, his cock throbbing inside of that hot heat of Dabi's body. He takes a deep breath, holds for a beat, and slowly exhales. Okay, he can last a bit longer now.

He can't help but laugh softly as Dabi bites down on his fingers. He knew it was bold of him, but Dabi seems game. Maybe he needed someone to push his limits. Everyone knows he's dangerous, so they all probably tread carefully around him. Hanamiya is just sure enough of himself that he's willing to push those limits.]

I do.

[He doesn't care if Dabi talks with his mouth full. So long as it's not his dick in Dabi's mouth. Other body parts can handle being chewed on.

Sliding the hand on Dabi's chest down to his dick, he begins to jerk him off again. It's his non-dominate hand, so it's a little awkward, but it's better than nothing.]

[consider it a practice in restraint and patience. milking an event for all it's worth. also dabi's just being a prick, selfish, and flexing what power he has here as well. feeling hanamiya's elevated heartbeat throbbing inside his ass is a thrill and he smirks when it slows down just a little as the boy pulls back mentally. aw, did he almost blueball the guy? that'll just make his returning climax all the stronger.

tongue running between hanamiya's fingers, he sets his teeth against the joints, hard enough to make moving them cost a scrape, but not enough to bleed him. the athlete's not wrong about people usually avoiding pushing dabi. but then again, he tends to hang around people who aren't that pushy. the league isn't all that demanding of him. mostly because he's made it clear he runs at his own pace and they can fuck off if they don't like it.

sexually, however, it's not completely unheard of. mostly because dabi doesn't like being bored during sex. if hanamiya doesn't mind getting chewed on, then the villain's going to coax the guy's fingers further into his mouth, using his tongue to shove his middle digit into his molars to grind on it a bit. a low groan rumbles in his throat as hanamiya starts stroking his cock, the piercings sliding under his hand and tugging at dabi's shaft and skin. fuck. the somewhat awkward control actually makes it feel even better and his ass clenches hard around hanamiya's dick, ribbons of hot flesh rippling up and down his length.]

[They're both pricks.

Well, seems like Dabi doesn't mind having fingers in his mouth. Interesting. He slides his fingers deeper into that hot mouth; the feeling of tongue and the slimy back of the throat makes his dick twitch deep inside of Dabi.]

I guess this means you don't have a gag reflex. Good, because I'd like to see your lips wrapped around my cock. I bet you can deep-throat, no problem.

[He could too. Again, to keep himself in control in case he's got some virgin dick in his mouth and the owner gives in and lets his hips go wild.]

Trying to make me cum by just clenching on me?

[Another lick to that scarred neck.] Not going to work, but it feels nice. You'll be leaking my precum from your hole before long.

[at least hanamiya's prick can go out in public without being set upon by heroes in one manner or another. that said, dabi rather likes the company of the unsavory types, and this kid's slotted well enough into that category.]

Guh. [getting deeper in his mouth. dabi swallows around the fingers pushing towards the back of his tongue, the slicker muscles at the start of his throat moving against hanamiya's fingertips. he tastes water and precum on his tongue, sliding down into his gullet. good thing his gag reflex is kind of fucked as well. as far as this sort of thing goes.

fish still makes him wanna hurl.]

Hain hat actaghv... [surprise deepthroats can still make him gag cause he's not ready for it. but generally, hanamiya's right. he can take it down his throat without an issue. like his ass, that part still works a charm compared to the rest of his epidermis.

dabi wouldn't be surprise to find out the kid has similar control or loss of his own urge to gag whenever something deep goes in there too. makes him wanna give it a try sometime later tonight. he shove his tongue in between hanamiya's fingers and wraps it around one of them, deliberately making it slick and coated.]

Heeeh... [damn, did he get found out? the question earns a sticky breath from the villain and dabi deliberately relaxes his ass, then tightens up again, squeezing hard around hanamiya's cock as his own jumps between his thighs. good to know. he'd have been disappointed if the boy was going to come just on getting his dick squeezed.] Good go no...

[and promptly bites hanaminya on the fingers.

[That's true on both accounts.

Okay, he likes feeling his fingers getting deepthroated. He can't wait to get his dick that deep.]

C'mon. If you're going to bite me, bite harder.

[He hums against the back of Dabi's head.]

Hmmm.... what to do, what to do since you like being filled from both ends. [He pressed a kiss against the nap of Dabi's neck before biting it lightly. He moved his hand from the villain's dick up to his throat, wrapping his hand around his throat as he began to roll his hips again, slow and shallow. He wasn't going to choke the other man but maybe squeeze a bit.

If Dabi wanted this to last, he'd make it last until the villain was begging for it. Or at the very least try, he figured as the other man squeezed down on him. He can't help but let out a moan at that.]

Fuck, you're so fucking not.

[it's not a bad feeling either, having someone shove their fingers in his mouth while fucking him. there's something lewd and dominating about it, meaning dabi's definitely done it to people he's fucked too. it's a rush. though there is the risk of getting bitten...

or encouraged to do so, like now. he doesn't waste any time. by the time hanamiya gets to "to bite", dabi sinks his teeth into the guy's fingers enough to draw blood. bastard, bringing up the obvious reference to being spitroasted.

dabi drops his head again, forehead gritting against the shower wall as he drags his hand down the tiles. teeth grind on hanamiya's fingers and the villain grunts in pleasure and sensation as a warm hand leaves his dick and instead takes him by the throat. all while the kid starts to roll his hips, not fucking him hard, but just grinding into him.

it's a maddening amount of focus on different areas, all of them present without as much pressure. taunting him by pulling the pleasure out in a slow, strong stretch. obviously not the same as getting pounded hard and fast, but it's indulgent.

dabi has no problem being lazy in bed, simply lying there and letting his partner fuck him as he enjoys the sensation or just rests (if they're boring). this one makes him want to participate and he starts alternating when and how he clenches his ass around hanamiya's dick, liking the moan that bleeds out onto his nape.] Heels yood...

Fuck

[Yeah, that's what he wanted. He enjoyed getting bitten as much as he enjoyed biting others. He licked the spot on Dabi's neck he had been abusing and biting down again, matching the pressure Dabi was putting on his fingers. He pulled off and licked it again.]

Think I can get to cum like this?

[He pulls out slowly, brushing the blunt head of his dick against Dabi's prostate. Moving carefully so he doesn't pull out on accident, he moved his hips, rubbing the villain's sweet spot.

If Dabi wouldn't let him cum right away, he'd make the villain cum.]

[trade for trade. dabi groans around the twin digits between his teeth, mirroring the pressure with his teeth when hanamiya did the same on his neck. it was hard to say who was the one leading that little game soon enough, but fuck if it didn't feel good when they tightened their grip on each other. hanamiya's abuse on the nape of his neck is enough to flare up some sensation beneath the burned skin.]

Haybhee... [dabi shudders as soon as he says that, asshole clenching around hanamiya's dick when the boy pulls out. slow and deliberate, the head of his cock dragging over his prostate and making dabi's tunnel spasm along the length of his shaft. he instinctively pushes the tip of his middle finger into hanamiya's ass when he feels the kid getting too far, not wanting him to pull out. which gets him right back inside, rubbing over his prostate and sending more sensations racing through his spine.] High yere... huck...

[Hanamiya lets out muffled 'shit!' when Dabi shoved his finger into him. Double attack, huh? Well, fuck that noise. He shoves all the way in with a hard thrust and waits for a beat, enjoying the heat around him, before returning the head of his dick to the villain's prostate, doing his best to get the villain to have a prostate orgasm.

Fuck, it felt good. If only there had been another man there, fucking him while he fucked Dabi.]

Cum for me.

[He tightened his grip around Dabi's throat as massaged his prostate.]

C'mon, make a fucking mess.

[damn, that sends a jolt of pleasure through him. hanamiya's muffled sound of surprise, the way his ass clenches around dabi's finger, how his dick jumps inside his ass, all from a surprise attack. even if he's a creep, he's still a kid. probably not that used to someone else taking control out of nowhere.

dabi jerks his head back with a shout of pleasure when hanamiya abruptly crams his dick deep inside his ass, slamming into his prostate and holding it there as his body convulses around it. fuck! looks like he's not adverse to taking revenge either. dabi's stomach tightens and his dick jerks against his abdomen as hanamiya targets his prostate on purpose.

that's why he let go of his cock and went for his throat, huh. he turns his head, gazing at the boy with a lurid look, teeth still biting down on his fingers. not just yet... he bucks back, pushing into hanamiya's hips and grinding his own prostate against the kid's cock.] haa... alhosh... huck... alhoss...

[No, he's not used to it. He's used to things being straightforward. Even when he's not in control, he's still in control.

But it's not horrible. And something he should have suspected would happen with Dabi. And since it's not horrible, and it feels really good to get finger blasted while fucking, he's not going to complain. ]

Fuck, come on, cum.

[He tightens his hand around Dabi's neck some more, biting down on the spot he had bitten early as he keeps assaulting Dabi's prostate. He really wants the man to come before him. But, fuck, he's so fucking close...]

[there's a difference in being told to do something he doesn't want to do and being told to do something he already planned to do. hanamiya's good at what he's doing, keeping that maddening amount of pressure on his prostate and shoving his nerves from buzzing to screaming. getting to feel sensations again so high and loud is amazing. and hearing the kid growling at him to let go is even better.

dabi's stubborn, and while he can't just come on command, he could have held back longer... but he doesn't want to. not with that hand cupped around his neck, teeth sinking into his muscle hard enough to feel the pressure, and hanamiya's dick throbbing against his prostate.

dabi tenses up, eyes closing and mouth falling open in a heated sound. not a scream or a shout, but breathless and needy as his body seizes and all those wiry muscles pull taut under his patchwork skin as he comes hard. white steaks paint the shower wall in front of him, splattering the tile and dripping down the surface as his ass squeezes rhythmically around hanamiya's dick with each convulsion.]

[Fucking finally. When Dabi starts to cum, Hanamiya shoves his dick in and lets out a moan that he muffles against the villain's shoulder and begins to cum. It's one of the most violent orgasms of his life.

Fuck. It felt good. His body squeezed down on the finger inside of him as he emptied himself into Dabi.]

Fucking fuck.

[He couldn't help but nuzzle a bit against Dabi's shoulder as he pulled his fingers out of Dabi's mouth and slumped against him.]

Alright, fuck.

[ah- fuck! dabi jerks his head back when hanamiya abruptly crams his dick inside right as he's coming. the intense feeling gets a hell of a lot more intense from the sudden jab against his prostate, blue eyes widening and a muffled shout actually dragging out of his throat. he's coming in his ass at the same time, each heavy spurt filling him up as dabi paints the wall in front of him with his own emission.

damn, the kid comes almost violently too, harsh spatters jetting deep inside him and angry pulses throbbing through his clenching tunnel. to say nothing of hanaminya's own ass spasming around his finger. eager back there too...

dabi drops his head forward, forehead hitting his forearm as he braces himself against the wall with a low breath. that felt good. the nuzzling against his shoulder earns a small hum and dabi bites at hanamiya's fingers when the retreat from his mouth. just minor taunting as the man slumps against him.] Feel better?

[Panting, Hanamiya feels like jelly. Fuck, that was probably the best damn fuck of his life. And he had some good orgasms before.]

Good enough.

[Slowly, he pulled out of Dabi.]

That was fun. I want round two on the bed, though.

[And he wanted to be the one riding that dick instead of being pounded by it, but they'd get to that.]

[what a flatterer. dabi's not going to take credit for "best" from anyone; they can think it if they want though. he's good enough to just move from one experience to the next, taking it for what it is and dealing with it respectively. good ones get him to hang around. bad ones... sometimes end with mutual departure, or taking his leave solo.]

Good enough, huh?

[dabi grimaces when hanamiya pulls out, teeth and lips shifting as the slick feeling and sound mingles with the water spilling around them. fuck, that's never the greatest feeling... but it's not bad either.]

Yeah, yeah. Gonna actually wash off first.

[then make another mess on the bed.]

[Getting washed was probably a good idea. He grabbed the shower gel, poured some out into his hand, then passed it to Dabi. Since he did the topping, he mostly just needed a rinse-off.

Once Dabi took the bottle, he worked the gel into a lather. He didn't need to wash his hair; he already did that today. He started with his face, working his way down his body.]

[since he's in the shower, he should probably just wash off completely. they rented the room and dabi's going to use it for all it's worth. even if that means using up these little bottles of shower gel/shampoo/toothpaste whatever the fuck it is. once hanamiya passes it to him, he takes it.

a quick lather and he steps out of the spray so he can wash off. soaping up his neck, arms, legs, and torso to clean all of that off. even reaches behind him to deal with the mess leaking out of his ass down his thighs and calves. expected. hanamiya did a number on him. he'll enjoy paying it back.]

[When Dabi steps out, Hanamiya steps under the spray to get off what he couldn't while behind the other man, so it's not much longer until he's turning off the shower and grabbing the second towel, beginning to dry off his hair as he steps out.

And yeah, they'd both enjoy the payback.

He's about to say something when his stomach growls. Hey, he's a teenager.]

Want takeout?

[it feels nice to be clean again. despite living out on the streets for the most part, dabi isn't going to let himself live in squalor. old, abandoned, kinda dusty, sure, but he's getting a rinse off after trudging through the sewers. if he even deigned to go through them... mostly back alleys.

a black brow arches when he hears hanamiya's stomach protest the neglect, towel half draped over his head as he rubs the side of his neck with the end.]

You can get it after I'm gone. Didn't come here to share a meal with ya.

[it's a nice thought, but one less person knowing he's here the better.]

[Well, he offered. He could wait. Wouldn't be the first time.]

Fair enough.

[He worked the towel down his body, being as quick and thorough as he could, then walked past Dabi, mentally preparing himself to get fucked. His body was ready, more than ready, his hole twitching for it after getting finger fucked.

He dropped the towel in the room's hamper and made his way to the bed.]

You have a particular position you want me? Or do I get to do all the work again and ride you?

[if he wanted to go on a date, should've specified that earlier. this was just a fuck to dabi.

as he dries off, he pays mild attention to his staples and piercings, making sure nothing's gone too soft or got pulled free during that fuck. teal eyes glance to the side when hanamiya walks past, taking in the sight in front of him. the kid's not bad at all. he has dabi in both height and muscle mass (more noticeably the former though) and it's rather attractive knowing the kid's younger. why's it seem like all the boys got better physical genes than him...

dabi heads out of the bathroom and just tosses the towel to the side, not caring where it lands. by the time hanamiya asks about positions, the villain already has a hand on his back and bluntly pushes the athlete onto the bed face first.]

Ya real talkative, aintcha.

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