[Dabi gets a frustrated, faint growl for the resistance.] I know. Fucking Halfy tried to sit on my dick dr-- [He still tries to get the man's head down so he can take a chunk out of the mouth, but the moment the fingers go in him, he freezes. It's not painful really, not with the lube, but the intrusion is still an intrusion.
A pleasant one that makes his cock throb.
He winces in a way as if he's trying not to be pleasured, teeth bared, and then his head ducks down some, fingers tightening and nails dragging. His breath his hot and gaspy at Dabi's collar. But it isn't going to work for him to rebel against the fingers, he realizes. There's no need.
His hands loosen to the curve of Dabi's neck and shoulders, a simple hold, his forehead bumping the chest until it rests there. His arms quiver with the effort of trying not to give Dabi the satisfaction of hearing him moan.]
En...ough. Get your fingers... outta my ass, and put your dick in it.
I doubt anyone really told him how to have sex before so... I'm not terribly surprised.
[ He can't resist a smirk when he gets that reaction once his fingers are inside the boy's ass. Pressing deep and stretching him out even if it doesn't draw out the kinds of sounds he wants to hear. Feeling the younger's face pressing against his skin, Dabi turns his head to lick slowly at the shell of his ear as he finally has an advantage over Bakugou.
Finally.
Letting his free hand drift down, he grips the younger's ass as fingers continue to slide in and out of his hole. ]
Then you might wanna let me onto the bed.
[ It's only then that he pulls the digits free and releases his hold. Hands moving instead to tug his jeans the rest of the way off along with his boxer briefs. His cock's grown fully hardened by now, showing off the much larger size than it had appeared earlier as Dabi took more of the lube and spread it over his shaft. ]
[The push away isn't rough, but it's still got an edge of deviance. He backs up to make room, then rolls down to his back and his elbows, the muscles of his arms and abs standing out under the skin. He spreads his legs some, but keeps his knees up.
And he's unbearably hard even now, angry red and stretched toward his stomach. The flush has returned to his collar and neck from the tingle left behind by the ear teasing, and it rides up into his cheeks to make him look heady, overworked.
Dabi's cock gets a cursory watch before the eyes lift again to Dabi's face. He's still not afraid, but he realizes that this is going to be literally be a pain in the ass come tomorrow, no matter how many sips of vodka he had tonight.
Fuck.
Rolling his eyes back, he lets his head drop behind and between his shoulders. He can't believe his dick is hard for this, and his fingers curl into the bed irritably. Not at the situation. At himself.]
There we go. Is that really so hard for you to do when you know how good I'm about to make you feel?
[ Dabi knelt onto the mattress and settled his hips between bent legs. He doesn't bother to tease or say much as he positions himself, though the sight of Bakugou's flushed, aroused body is worth the trouble it took to get him here.
His face tucked against that reddened neck, scarred lips brushing over the skin as he pressed the ringed head of his cock into the younger's ass. ]
Fuck, you're still tight. You should've let me stretch you more....
[ He said around a groan as he slid into Bakugou's tightness. Dabi's lucky to have used so much of the lube to make things a lot slicker, especially in regards to his piercings popping inside one by one. A few agonizing moments later, though, he's balls deep inside the blond with arms hooked under his legs to keep them held in position. ]
[The rough lips on his neck are a good momentary distraction. The cool, unnerving brush of the staples. But it's not quite enough to get rid of the thick, ringed head that pops inside of him.
He barks an immediate, "Fuck!" and throws his head back, tightens up around the thighs and ass even if that stalls the entrance until he finally relaxes. Both hands clamp onto Dabi's shoulders and dig nails into the skin.]
Son... [He squeezes his eyes shut, bares his teeth as much as his neck when his chin tips up. Each bar he can feel slip through and inside him, and his legs twitch. He can't tell if it feels good or hurts. Dabi's girth stings him wide even if the slide in is easier because of the lubrication.] ...of a bitch...
You're... goddamn... dick is already... too fucking big! Why would you fucking... pierce it?!
[ He gave a grunt as Bakugou immediately tightened around him, making it difficult to move deeper inside until taut muscles finally loosened for him. If there's a next time, Dabi is definitely tying this kid down and using a dildo on him to really get him loose and relaxed.
He doesn't force his way inside all at once, despite enjoying rough sex and wanting to make the younger moan, it was just as painful for him when those tight walls caught his piercings and tugged them unpleasantly. ]
Mostly for the aesthetic.... And when I've really gotten to have my way and take my time... it feels so fucking good for my partners when I fuck them.
[ He said holding the blond close in his arms once he was all the way inside his ass. Dabi stayed there for as long as he needed to let Bakugou relax and let him actually move. One thing was for sure... he hopes this is a lesson for Bakugou to slow the fuck down and actually go through with proper foreplay. ]
[Whatever flippant, arrogant thing he had planned to say is quickly interrupted by a strange, strangled moan at the first bit of movement. The lesson is only mildly learned. The moan is pleased for sure, full of teeth and sharp brows, tinged with a little pain.
The look on his face isn't hurting. The burn sends a thrill rippling up his spine, electric, and his lower back arches. Both heels settle on the back of Dabi's hips and dig in, and he grinds gently back over the bottom most piercing and base of Dabi's cock to cradle finally against Dabi's lap.]
Shit... [The thickness filling him is the weirdest pleasant pain he's ever felt. He's not even soft. As rigid as ever, begging against his lower stomach. Even rolling his head back, he can't hide the aroused flush still lingering from his chest up.] Whatever... go...
Just wait for it... you'll understand what I mean once I really start fucking you.
[ Dabi goes right for the younger's ear once more to take the lobe in his teeth and tug. He's tempted to jerk Bakugou's cock as he lets him adjust to his size and the piercings, but still being annoyed with his attitude from earlier decided against it for now.
At least he can tell Bakugou isn't in complete agony as his ass is penetrated. Once all the way inside, Dabi gives a low, pleasured groan against the boy's neck. ]
You know... you keep saying shit like that to me... it's very tempting to do just that.
[ He sat up to his knees and took hold of Bakugou's waist, getting a good grip on his body as he dragged his cock back out. It's almost paintful how tight the younger is around him and the way his piercings catch on the tight ring of his entrance and it shows slightly on his features as he pushes back in a little quicker than before. ]
[Almost like he's scared, for just a brief second, both ankles slam gently against Dabi's lower back to keep the man from fleeing. But it's just a change in position, and satisfied, relieved, he relaxes into the hold like putty.
The cock pulling out gets a pleased inhale, each bar jostling him as it goes by, and the mouth at his ear is a great distraction. Both hands tumble to his waist, to the bed below them, curls down into the mattress, waiting for the plunge back in.
He gasps a loud, thick, "Ah" when he's filled like before. The piercings add an extra flick, an extra rub, and he hums a garbled curse under his breath. The cock is easier to take; the better it feels, the more loose he ends up. Aside from the general width that still gets him to grimace, it's not hard for his ass to just swallow the cock up.]
Shit... Mmm.
[Touching himself is something he wants to do, but knows if he does, he'll be done. Dabi can keep going, sure, but he doesn't want to give the fucker the satisfaction of seeing him bust so quickly. So his own cock he lets stay red and angry and wanting.
Instead, he lets Dabi pull out, and then rolls his hips down suddenly when the man tries to go back in. The piercings aren't as rough this fast, hitting him nicely three times on two different sides. He moans without warning, sincere, and digs his head back.]
[ He chuckles low as he feels desperation in the way limbs cling to his back and hold him in place. If only he were recording this so he could play it back and show Bakugou what he turned into once he let go.
As he moves, it becomes a lot easier and smoother inside the boy's hole. Bringing out a pleasured groan as he's swallowed a lot easier than in the initial entry. Bakugou's body is erotic under him, the sight of him, sound and feel of him each time Dabi thrusts.
He hadn't brought Bakugou here with the intent to have sex with him, but he'd be damned if he were gonna look a gift horse in the mouth and not enjoy what the evening led to. ]
See? That feels pretty fucking good, doesn't it?
[ He licks his lips as he sees the swollen, red cock on the boy's stomach and how stretched his ass was as Dabi penetrated him.
When he's suddenly slipped out from the hole he was beginning to thoroughly enjoy, he hissed as cold air hit his cock and made his piercings ache. ]
Get back here, dammit.
[ He growled reaching down to press himself back inside. Movements growing rougher now as he dug his hands into the bed on either side of Bakugou and started to fuck him again. Harder. Faster. Each push making the bed creak under them as he gave the boy no time to think or act. ]
[The sudden increase in pace and force pops his middle back off the bed in a gently arch. The sheets bunch in two mounds in his fist, actually sizzle very faintly, and the sweet, addictive aroma of caramel wafts up around them before he lets go.
The same hands slap up and around onto Dabi's shoulders where they meet the arms. His fingers claw until they find some purchase, then they dig in, crescent, angry nails.] What--the fuck--you--bastard!
You can't just... fucking--shit... ah--carve my ass out. You're--tearing me! I'll kill you! Your fucking--ah! [His head dips back again, eyes tight and teeth bared. The hurt isn't entirely bad.
It draws goosebumps out over his arms and his chest, visible, tightens the muscles of his abs and the peak of his sharp hips. What's more painful is his cock, stiff as it's ever been and aching. He can't stand it. He's as greedy for himself as he is for victory, for most other things.
So he drops a hand and shoves the cock into the tunnel of his fingers, moaning when he squeeze the hot base before he drags his calloused hands up to the tip.]
[ A hand stroked over the curve of Bakugou's back as the sweet scent of the younger's Quirk meets his nose. Dabi doesn't mind the scorch marks that might be left behind, he's already used to ruining them on his own with his fire. Besides it was almost like a trophy to look at them and remember this moment.
A breath hissed through his teeth as his arms are grabbed and nails dig hard enough into his scars that he can feel the sting of pain. ]
Relax, Bakugou... seriously. The more you tighten your ass up, the more it'll hurt.
[ That didn't make Dabi stop his thrusts into the boy's ass, however. Not when Bakugou's body was telling him how much it enjoyed the rough pace he'd set.
When he spots the hand dipping down between them to grab Bakugou's throbbing length, he smirks and sits up on his knees. One hand still pushing a leg up enough for him to keep his movements going, the other hand grabbed the discarded lube and popped open the cap. ]
Here. Maybe this'll help out a bit.
[ Without giving the younger time to move the hand or stop jerking himself, he poured the fluid straight onto Bakugou's cock until he was nice and slick. See? Dabi can be a nice guy. ]
[The quick slip of his hand with the lube pulls a thick groan out of him, and he twists his fist back and forth to cover himself from top to bottom. The ease sucks if only because he can now pump himself faster, and faster means scrambling quicker to that delicious edge and falling over.]
Fuckkk... [The word is sloppy and pleased with just a hint of growl. When he arches this time, it's a perfect slope, relaxed, that takes the full length of the man's cock all the way to the lap.
He moans again and has to squeeze himself punishingly at the base. He doesn't want to yet, wants to relish the prickling, warm teeter right before release. He tries to focus more on raising and dropping his hips than fucking his hand, but any movement simply does both.
There's only the very briefest second of pause, almost like he realizes it's too late.] ...Oh shit. [He can't do anything except fist himself vigorously, his moan stuttering and hitched, strained. All of him tenses, and there's a crackle around his cock like chewed pop rocks. He actually moans about that too, and surprisingly, it doesn't sound the least bit scared. More aroused than anything.
A single, thick shot of cum springs from the end of his cock up onto the swell of one of his pectorals, splatters, catching him again on the neck and chin. The rest is a heavy, but more subdued spill against his navel and pelvis, an ooze over his fingers as he milks the feeling out of himself and bathes in it, dazed and breathless and flushed.]
[ Capping the lube once more, Dabi's able to stroke his hands over the perfect arch Bakugou's body forms. He'd stopped thrusting into the younger male's hole, sitting with the blond's hips pressing flush against his lap. Simply allowing Bakugou to pleasure himself and really feel what Dabi was feeling.
The moment only lasts a few moments, though, as the tight heat enveloping his cock makes it too difficult to resist. His grip on Bakugou's body tightens to brace against the hard, fast pace he picks up. He can feel his piercings rubbing and stretching the blond male's hole, angled just right to hit his prostate with each movement.
He grinned as he saw the boy hitting his orgasm, the thick, hot cum that shot from his cock and splashed onto his writhing body. It's quite the show, really, enough that Dabi's rhythm stutters slightly as he feels Bakugou tightening around him all the while he's milking himself.
It's not long after that Dabi is cumming inside the younger's hole. Hips slam into the other's body, grinding roughly as the villain leans over Bakugou's frame and crashes a hungry kiss to his mouth. ]
[The kiss is given an attempt at being returned with the same kind of force, but he's too blasted and warm to do much more than open his mouth and let Dabi dig into it. His cock throbs, and he groans, giving it another squeeze of his fist to relish the sore and raw ache left behind.
Maybe it's an ache in his ass, too, but that doesn't seem to bother him exactly. It's not something that'll be uncomfortable right now. Not doped up on the good sex shit.
But he does manage to get his hands away from his cock long enough to curl both of them in the back of Dabi's hair, clean or not, pulling like a warning even if he isn't trying to come off or get away from the mouth. It's a rowdy sort of post strut just because he's feeling nice.]
[ Dabi is far from sated after that orgasm, especially with Bakugou's ass still squeezing him tight and the groans against his mouth as the boy continues to touch himself.
His hands touch along muscular thighs. Nails dragging against the skin as his hair is grabbed. He doesn't even care that there's lube and cum on one of those hands though he does take the blond's bottom lip in his teeth and gives it a tug. ]
If you have any notion that I'm done with your ass... you better forget it quick.
[ Dragging his cock from the younger's hole, he grips Bakugou's waist and turns him over onto his stomach. Dabi moves rough and quick, not giving the other enough time to react before he's pushing his cock back inside and draping himself over a very shapely back to press his lips right against his ear. ]
Don't you hold back on me now. I want my neighbors to hear just how much you like my dick fucking you.
[A low grunt bumps out of him when he's flipped; he goes easily, casually, with not much resistance and a pleasantly swimming head. He's not ready for the quick plunge into him again, and his moan is pitched, slightly pained but mostly still heady. Both hands fist into the sheets.
If he tries to crawl forward, it's stopped when Dabi's weight settles down on his back, and he doesn't get anywhere.] Guess... you better...
...fucking make me feel good then, jackass.
[The warm breath by his ear tingles him down the spine, and he sucks his bottom lip tenderly between his teeth for a moment. He can't exactly get more flushed, but he can feel the tingle in his cheeks, too, and he rolls his head away and smacks his shoulder gently into the bottom of Dabi's chin like a threat.]
[ That was just what Dabi liked to hear. The pitched moans as his cock plunged back inside a twitching hole. His hand presses to the headboard as the other grips roughly to the boy's hip. Keeping him firmly in place as he starts to grind and thrust into his ass. ]
From how you're moaning already... that's not gonna be hard to do.
[ He smirks against that ear, tongue sliding hotly over the shell before his chin is bumped. It's enough to make Dabi sit back up on his knees and take hold of the blond's waist. He doesn't threaten or warn, simply starts fucking him hard and rough in retaliation for the blow. As the bed shook under the force of their movements, he reared a hand back and cracked it hard across Bakugou's ass without slowing or stopping a beat and leaving behind a bright, red mark in the shape of his hand. ]
[Pointing it out just makes Bakugou purposefully try to keep most of it in. He bares his gritted teeth, squeezing the sheets between his palms. The only thing escaping is pleased, exhaling bursts of air. He doesn't lift his ass so much as he simply doesn't try to get away. It's a rough sting, a wide stretch of his ass and an ache low in his pelvis.
But there's no ranting, cursing words. He's almost hilariously silent with his rowdiness. And he's not soft in the slightest, even having smeared his chest with his own cum. The friction of the sheets rubbing his cock, pinned up against his stomach between himself and the bed is, in a way, like fucking the tunnel of his fist. Better even.
The first noise Dabi gets is when the hand sears the skin of his ass, blistering the pale skin: a low, hoarse yelp, more of a moan as the end stutters out long and heavy into the first of the curses. His upper back becomes speckled softly with the flush that starts around over his chest first. His hands begin their crackling, a sizzle which smells both sweet and like burnt cloth. An iron that's been left on a shirt too long.
Apparently, though, there's something tantalizing about being popped on the ass.]
[ Dabi doesn't let Bakugou hold back his moans quite so easily, finding it a bit funny that he thought he could keep quiet. Not while Dabi was in charge of things.
He can't see how hard Bakugou is as Dabi fucks him hard and fast into the mattress, but he has a good guess of the state of what's pinned under his muscled frame even from how the boy's ass feels around his cock with each thrust.
The villain grins as he hears the first sound from those lips, fingers digging harder into his hip as he slaps the same spot despite the fresh holes being burned into his sheets. They're definitely being trashed after this, but it's just too much fun and feels too damn good for him to stop at this point. ]
Little Bakugou Katsuki enjoys being spanked... I'm definitely remembering this little fact.
[ He taunts right before a fresh slap to the other ass cheek this time. ]
[A bitten, low "fuck you" is given half into the bed and half sloppily over his shoulder. The words don't have half the spite and ire his red eyes do when they glare back even as his wild, wiry head is shoved into the bed from the thrusting at the back.
The palm sears his ass and earns a growled hum, then a strained and teeth-gritted tense, brief.] Eat... a dick... you... bastard... [The sting to the other side forces a sudden, pitched moan out of him, and again he colors from the neck to the cheeks.
He presses his face into the bed to moan, long and low, just so Dabi doesn't get the satisfaction of hearing it bellow out in the room. Just the little, pleased gasps when he turns his head back to breathe.
His fingers claw behind, up the slope of Dabi's thighs until he can't reach any further, and he digs his nails sharply into the skin.] Are you... nng... gonna fuck me... this way... the whole time... you boring jackass...?
Hey, if you wanted me to keep sucking you off, you shouldn't have stopped me when I was trying to finger you earlier.
[ He pointed out, cock throbbing inside the younger's ass as he heard that pitched moan. Hearing those sounds and seeing Bakugou's body reacting to him felt just as good as fucking his ass did. Not even the fingers clawing up his thigh, along where scars and clean flesh were knit together, made him want to stop pounding his hips into the blond.
It was only when those ground out words met his ears that Dabi finally stopped and pulled his cock out right there. ]
Hey, if you think I'm boring, how about I get you my box of toys and let you pick something out that'll satisfy your bratty little ass, huh?
[ Without even giving the boy time to respond or retaliate, he moved away entirely and slid off the bed to grab a medium sized suitcase from his closet. A casual whistle was on his lips as he hefted the case and set it on the end of the bed to unzip and reveal the toys stuffed inside. All shapes, sizes and purposes filled the case to the brim and in the little zippered part on the flap was various ropes, cuffs and other things used for binding someone in rougher play. ]
[The quickly disappearing cock is one of the biggest disappointments he doesn't voice aside from a faint gasp as it slips away. But his head does whip around to try to figure out where the hell Dabi is going.
Suspiciously, he watches the man and the suitcase in turn, eyes dropping when the suitcase lands on the bed. Carefully, like he's unsure, he turns around using his forearms and elbows, craning his neck to see inside.]
What the fuck...? What's all of this shit? [His face is a mixture of confusion and surprise.] Do you think you have enough goddamn toys? Why do you have so fucking many? What kind of freak are you?
[The look is turned to Dabi then once more to the suitcase. He reaches in, moving some around, lifting some up to inspect them with bizarre fascination.] What the hell is this thing? [He gathers one end in his palm, but there's more that is pulled out of the depths. It looks... well, like an egg, he thinks. An egg attached to a cord that's attached to some kind of remote.]
[ There was a measure of satisfaction on his face as he heard the faint gasp once his cock was pulled free. Sure it was cold in his room and already he was missing Bakugou's ass, but he couldn't hide a certain smugness as he got the upper hand. ]
Look at me, kid. You know exactly what kind of freak I am.
[ He chuckled softly as he unzipped the flap to rummage through for a solid pair of cuffs. This kid was strong and Dabi knew that from experience, so he'd need something unlikely to break quite so easily. ]
I've been having sex since I was fourteen and before that I got off on using my old man's money to buy kinky shit behind his back.
[ There was no better reward than fucking yourself with a dragon dildo bought with your asshole parent's money.
When he spotted Bakugou pulling out the egg vibrator, a grin split his lips. ]
That's an excellent choice. Open your legs and I'll show you.
[ Hey, at least he didn't pun there. Be proud of him. ]
You Todorokis are fucked up. [His brows drop, his eyes narrowing suspiciously. He’s dumb, but he’s actually not quite as stupid as he looks.] It goes in my ass, doesn’t it? Fuck. [He’s glad about the lack of puns.
Well. Backing out means being a coward, means he can’t handle whatever freakshow bullshit Dabi pulls out of the bag. And he’ll be damned if he’s going to have his name and coward plastered together if Dabi goes back and lets it slip to someone like Shouto, or even other League members.
There’s a point to prove here.
So he rolls slowly over to his back and elbows, spreads his thick legs at the ankles and the thighs. He’s gotten somewhat soft, but only because they had paused with talking and toy exploration.] I’m not gonna cum a second time to a fucking toy.
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A pleasant one that makes his cock throb.
He winces in a way as if he's trying not to be pleasured, teeth bared, and then his head ducks down some, fingers tightening and nails dragging. His breath his hot and gaspy at Dabi's collar. But it isn't going to work for him to rebel against the fingers, he realizes. There's no need.
His hands loosen to the curve of Dabi's neck and shoulders, a simple hold, his forehead bumping the chest until it rests there. His arms quiver with the effort of trying not to give Dabi the satisfaction of hearing him moan.]
En...ough. Get your fingers... outta my ass, and put your dick in it.
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[ He can't resist a smirk when he gets that reaction once his fingers are inside the boy's ass. Pressing deep and stretching him out even if it doesn't draw out the kinds of sounds he wants to hear. Feeling the younger's face pressing against his skin, Dabi turns his head to lick slowly at the shell of his ear as he finally has an advantage over Bakugou.
Finally.
Letting his free hand drift down, he grips the younger's ass as fingers continue to slide in and out of his hole. ]
Then you might wanna let me onto the bed.
[ It's only then that he pulls the digits free and releases his hold. Hands moving instead to tug his jeans the rest of the way off along with his boxer briefs. His cock's grown fully hardened by now, showing off the much larger size than it had appeared earlier as Dabi took more of the lube and spread it over his shaft. ]
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And he's unbearably hard even now, angry red and stretched toward his stomach. The flush has returned to his collar and neck from the tingle left behind by the ear teasing, and it rides up into his cheeks to make him look heady, overworked.
Dabi's cock gets a cursory watch before the eyes lift again to Dabi's face. He's still not afraid, but he realizes that this is going to be literally be a pain in the ass come tomorrow, no matter how many sips of vodka he had tonight.
Fuck.
Rolling his eyes back, he lets his head drop behind and between his shoulders. He can't believe his dick is hard for this, and his fingers curl into the bed irritably. Not at the situation. At himself.]
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[ Dabi knelt onto the mattress and settled his hips between bent legs. He doesn't bother to tease or say much as he positions himself, though the sight of Bakugou's flushed, aroused body is worth the trouble it took to get him here.
His face tucked against that reddened neck, scarred lips brushing over the skin as he pressed the ringed head of his cock into the younger's ass. ]
Fuck, you're still tight. You should've let me stretch you more....
[ He said around a groan as he slid into Bakugou's tightness. Dabi's lucky to have used so much of the lube to make things a lot slicker, especially in regards to his piercings popping inside one by one. A few agonizing moments later, though, he's balls deep inside the blond with arms hooked under his legs to keep them held in position. ]
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[The rough lips on his neck are a good momentary distraction. The cool, unnerving brush of the staples. But it's not quite enough to get rid of the thick, ringed head that pops inside of him.
He barks an immediate, "Fuck!" and throws his head back, tightens up around the thighs and ass even if that stalls the entrance until he finally relaxes. Both hands clamp onto Dabi's shoulders and dig nails into the skin.]
Son... [He squeezes his eyes shut, bares his teeth as much as his neck when his chin tips up. Each bar he can feel slip through and inside him, and his legs twitch. He can't tell if it feels good or hurts. Dabi's girth stings him wide even if the slide in is easier because of the lubrication.] ...of a bitch...
You're... goddamn... dick is already... too fucking big! Why would you fucking... pierce it?!
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He doesn't force his way inside all at once, despite enjoying rough sex and wanting to make the younger moan, it was just as painful for him when those tight walls caught his piercings and tugged them unpleasantly. ]
Mostly for the aesthetic.... And when I've really gotten to have my way and take my time... it feels so fucking good for my partners when I fuck them.
[ He said holding the blond close in his arms once he was all the way inside his ass. Dabi stayed there for as long as he needed to let Bakugou relax and let him actually move. One thing was for sure... he hopes this is a lesson for Bakugou to slow the fuck down and actually go through with proper foreplay. ]
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[Whatever flippant, arrogant thing he had planned to say is quickly interrupted by a strange, strangled moan at the first bit of movement. The lesson is only mildly learned. The moan is pleased for sure, full of teeth and sharp brows, tinged with a little pain.
The look on his face isn't hurting. The burn sends a thrill rippling up his spine, electric, and his lower back arches. Both heels settle on the back of Dabi's hips and dig in, and he grinds gently back over the bottom most piercing and base of Dabi's cock to cradle finally against Dabi's lap.]
Shit... [The thickness filling him is the weirdest pleasant pain he's ever felt. He's not even soft. As rigid as ever, begging against his lower stomach. Even rolling his head back, he can't hide the aroused flush still lingering from his chest up.] Whatever... go...
Fuck me or get outta me.
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[ Dabi goes right for the younger's ear once more to take the lobe in his teeth and tug. He's tempted to jerk Bakugou's cock as he lets him adjust to his size and the piercings, but still being annoyed with his attitude from earlier decided against it for now.
At least he can tell Bakugou isn't in complete agony as his ass is penetrated. Once all the way inside, Dabi gives a low, pleasured groan against the boy's neck. ]
You know... you keep saying shit like that to me... it's very tempting to do just that.
[ He sat up to his knees and took hold of Bakugou's waist, getting a good grip on his body as he dragged his cock back out. It's almost paintful how tight the younger is around him and the way his piercings catch on the tight ring of his entrance and it shows slightly on his features as he pushes back in a little quicker than before. ]
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The cock pulling out gets a pleased inhale, each bar jostling him as it goes by, and the mouth at his ear is a great distraction. Both hands tumble to his waist, to the bed below them, curls down into the mattress, waiting for the plunge back in.
He gasps a loud, thick, "Ah" when he's filled like before. The piercings add an extra flick, an extra rub, and he hums a garbled curse under his breath. The cock is easier to take; the better it feels, the more loose he ends up. Aside from the general width that still gets him to grimace, it's not hard for his ass to just swallow the cock up.]
Shit... Mmm.
[Touching himself is something he wants to do, but knows if he does, he'll be done. Dabi can keep going, sure, but he doesn't want to give the fucker the satisfaction of seeing him bust so quickly. So his own cock he lets stay red and angry and wanting.
Instead, he lets Dabi pull out, and then rolls his hips down suddenly when the man tries to go back in. The piercings aren't as rough this fast, hitting him nicely three times on two different sides. He moans without warning, sincere, and digs his head back.]
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As he moves, it becomes a lot easier and smoother inside the boy's hole. Bringing out a pleasured groan as he's swallowed a lot easier than in the initial entry. Bakugou's body is erotic under him, the sight of him, sound and feel of him each time Dabi thrusts.
He hadn't brought Bakugou here with the intent to have sex with him, but he'd be damned if he were gonna look a gift horse in the mouth and not enjoy what the evening led to. ]
See? That feels pretty fucking good, doesn't it?
[ He licks his lips as he sees the swollen, red cock on the boy's stomach and how stretched his ass was as Dabi penetrated him.
When he's suddenly slipped out from the hole he was beginning to thoroughly enjoy, he hissed as cold air hit his cock and made his piercings ache. ]
Get back here, dammit.
[ He growled reaching down to press himself back inside. Movements growing rougher now as he dug his hands into the bed on either side of Bakugou and started to fuck him again. Harder. Faster. Each push making the bed creak under them as he gave the boy no time to think or act. ]
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[The sudden increase in pace and force pops his middle back off the bed in a gently arch. The sheets bunch in two mounds in his fist, actually sizzle very faintly, and the sweet, addictive aroma of caramel wafts up around them before he lets go.
The same hands slap up and around onto Dabi's shoulders where they meet the arms. His fingers claw until they find some purchase, then they dig in, crescent, angry nails.] What--the fuck--you--bastard!
You can't just... fucking--shit... ah--carve my ass out. You're--tearing me! I'll kill you! Your fucking--ah! [His head dips back again, eyes tight and teeth bared. The hurt isn't entirely bad.
It draws goosebumps out over his arms and his chest, visible, tightens the muscles of his abs and the peak of his sharp hips. What's more painful is his cock, stiff as it's ever been and aching. He can't stand it. He's as greedy for himself as he is for victory, for most other things.
So he drops a hand and shoves the cock into the tunnel of his fingers, moaning when he squeeze the hot base before he drags his calloused hands up to the tip.]
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A breath hissed through his teeth as his arms are grabbed and nails dig hard enough into his scars that he can feel the sting of pain. ]
Relax, Bakugou... seriously. The more you tighten your ass up, the more it'll hurt.
[ That didn't make Dabi stop his thrusts into the boy's ass, however. Not when Bakugou's body was telling him how much it enjoyed the rough pace he'd set.
When he spots the hand dipping down between them to grab Bakugou's throbbing length, he smirks and sits up on his knees. One hand still pushing a leg up enough for him to keep his movements going, the other hand grabbed the discarded lube and popped open the cap. ]
Here. Maybe this'll help out a bit.
[ Without giving the younger time to move the hand or stop jerking himself, he poured the fluid straight onto Bakugou's cock until he was nice and slick. See? Dabi can be a nice guy. ]
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Fuckkk... [The word is sloppy and pleased with just a hint of growl. When he arches this time, it's a perfect slope, relaxed, that takes the full length of the man's cock all the way to the lap.
He moans again and has to squeeze himself punishingly at the base. He doesn't want to yet, wants to relish the prickling, warm teeter right before release. He tries to focus more on raising and dropping his hips than fucking his hand, but any movement simply does both.
There's only the very briefest second of pause, almost like he realizes it's too late.] ...Oh shit. [He can't do anything except fist himself vigorously, his moan stuttering and hitched, strained. All of him tenses, and there's a crackle around his cock like chewed pop rocks. He actually moans about that too, and surprisingly, it doesn't sound the least bit scared. More aroused than anything.
A single, thick shot of cum springs from the end of his cock up onto the swell of one of his pectorals, splatters, catching him again on the neck and chin. The rest is a heavy, but more subdued spill against his navel and pelvis, an ooze over his fingers as he milks the feeling out of himself and bathes in it, dazed and breathless and flushed.]
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[ Capping the lube once more, Dabi's able to stroke his hands over the perfect arch Bakugou's body forms. He'd stopped thrusting into the younger male's hole, sitting with the blond's hips pressing flush against his lap. Simply allowing Bakugou to pleasure himself and really feel what Dabi was feeling.
The moment only lasts a few moments, though, as the tight heat enveloping his cock makes it too difficult to resist. His grip on Bakugou's body tightens to brace against the hard, fast pace he picks up. He can feel his piercings rubbing and stretching the blond male's hole, angled just right to hit his prostate with each movement.
He grinned as he saw the boy hitting his orgasm, the thick, hot cum that shot from his cock and splashed onto his writhing body. It's quite the show, really, enough that Dabi's rhythm stutters slightly as he feels Bakugou tightening around him all the while he's milking himself.
It's not long after that Dabi is cumming inside the younger's hole. Hips slam into the other's body, grinding roughly as the villain leans over Bakugou's frame and crashes a hungry kiss to his mouth. ]
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Maybe it's an ache in his ass, too, but that doesn't seem to bother him exactly. It's not something that'll be uncomfortable right now. Not doped up on the good sex shit.
But he does manage to get his hands away from his cock long enough to curl both of them in the back of Dabi's hair, clean or not, pulling like a warning even if he isn't trying to come off or get away from the mouth. It's a rowdy sort of post strut just because he's feeling nice.]
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His hands touch along muscular thighs. Nails dragging against the skin as his hair is grabbed. He doesn't even care that there's lube and cum on one of those hands though he does take the blond's bottom lip in his teeth and gives it a tug. ]
If you have any notion that I'm done with your ass... you better forget it quick.
[ Dragging his cock from the younger's hole, he grips Bakugou's waist and turns him over onto his stomach. Dabi moves rough and quick, not giving the other enough time to react before he's pushing his cock back inside and draping himself over a very shapely back to press his lips right against his ear. ]
Don't you hold back on me now. I want my neighbors to hear just how much you like my dick fucking you.
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If he tries to crawl forward, it's stopped when Dabi's weight settles down on his back, and he doesn't get anywhere.] Guess... you better...
...fucking make me feel good then, jackass.
[The warm breath by his ear tingles him down the spine, and he sucks his bottom lip tenderly between his teeth for a moment. He can't exactly get more flushed, but he can feel the tingle in his cheeks, too, and he rolls his head away and smacks his shoulder gently into the bottom of Dabi's chin like a threat.]
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From how you're moaning already... that's not gonna be hard to do.
[ He smirks against that ear, tongue sliding hotly over the shell before his chin is bumped. It's enough to make Dabi sit back up on his knees and take hold of the blond's waist. He doesn't threaten or warn, simply starts fucking him hard and rough in retaliation for the blow. As the bed shook under the force of their movements, he reared a hand back and cracked it hard across Bakugou's ass without slowing or stopping a beat and leaving behind a bright, red mark in the shape of his hand. ]
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But there's no ranting, cursing words. He's almost hilariously silent with his rowdiness. And he's not soft in the slightest, even having smeared his chest with his own cum. The friction of the sheets rubbing his cock, pinned up against his stomach between himself and the bed is, in a way, like fucking the tunnel of his fist. Better even.
The first noise Dabi gets is when the hand sears the skin of his ass, blistering the pale skin: a low, hoarse yelp, more of a moan as the end stutters out long and heavy into the first of the curses. His upper back becomes speckled softly with the flush that starts around over his chest first. His hands begin their crackling, a sizzle which smells both sweet and like burnt cloth. An iron that's been left on a shirt too long.
Apparently, though, there's something tantalizing about being popped on the ass.]
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He can't see how hard Bakugou is as Dabi fucks him hard and fast into the mattress, but he has a good guess of the state of what's pinned under his muscled frame even from how the boy's ass feels around his cock with each thrust.
The villain grins as he hears the first sound from those lips, fingers digging harder into his hip as he slaps the same spot despite the fresh holes being burned into his sheets. They're definitely being trashed after this, but it's just too much fun and feels too damn good for him to stop at this point. ]
Little Bakugou Katsuki enjoys being spanked... I'm definitely remembering this little fact.
[ He taunts right before a fresh slap to the other ass cheek this time. ]
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The palm sears his ass and earns a growled hum, then a strained and teeth-gritted tense, brief.] Eat... a dick... you... bastard... [The sting to the other side forces a sudden, pitched moan out of him, and again he colors from the neck to the cheeks.
He presses his face into the bed to moan, long and low, just so Dabi doesn't get the satisfaction of hearing it bellow out in the room. Just the little, pleased gasps when he turns his head back to breathe.
His fingers claw behind, up the slope of Dabi's thighs until he can't reach any further, and he digs his nails sharply into the skin.] Are you... nng... gonna fuck me... this way... the whole time... you boring jackass...?
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[ He pointed out, cock throbbing inside the younger's ass as he heard that pitched moan. Hearing those sounds and seeing Bakugou's body reacting to him felt just as good as fucking his ass did. Not even the fingers clawing up his thigh, along where scars and clean flesh were knit together, made him want to stop pounding his hips into the blond.
It was only when those ground out words met his ears that Dabi finally stopped and pulled his cock out right there. ]
Hey, if you think I'm boring, how about I get you my box of toys and let you pick something out that'll satisfy your bratty little ass, huh?
[ Without even giving the boy time to respond or retaliate, he moved away entirely and slid off the bed to grab a medium sized suitcase from his closet. A casual whistle was on his lips as he hefted the case and set it on the end of the bed to unzip and reveal the toys stuffed inside. All shapes, sizes and purposes filled the case to the brim and in the little zippered part on the flap was various ropes, cuffs and other things used for binding someone in rougher play. ]
Take your pick.
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Suspiciously, he watches the man and the suitcase in turn, eyes dropping when the suitcase lands on the bed. Carefully, like he's unsure, he turns around using his forearms and elbows, craning his neck to see inside.]
What the fuck...? What's all of this shit? [His face is a mixture of confusion and surprise.] Do you think you have enough goddamn toys? Why do you have so fucking many? What kind of freak are you?
[The look is turned to Dabi then once more to the suitcase. He reaches in, moving some around, lifting some up to inspect them with bizarre fascination.] What the hell is this thing? [He gathers one end in his palm, but there's more that is pulled out of the depths. It looks... well, like an egg, he thinks. An egg attached to a cord that's attached to some kind of remote.]
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Look at me, kid. You know exactly what kind of freak I am.
[ He chuckled softly as he unzipped the flap to rummage through for a solid pair of cuffs. This kid was strong and Dabi knew that from experience, so he'd need something unlikely to break quite so easily. ]
I've been having sex since I was fourteen and before that I got off on using my old man's money to buy kinky shit behind his back.
[ There was no better reward than fucking yourself with a dragon dildo bought with your asshole parent's money.
When he spotted Bakugou pulling out the egg vibrator, a grin split his lips. ]
That's an excellent choice. Open your legs and I'll show you.
[ Hey, at least he didn't pun there. Be proud of him. ]
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Well. Backing out means being a coward, means he can’t handle whatever freakshow bullshit Dabi pulls out of the bag. And he’ll be damned if he’s going to have his name and coward plastered together if Dabi goes back and lets it slip to someone like Shouto, or even other League members.
There’s a point to prove here.
So he rolls slowly over to his back and elbows, spreads his thick legs at the ankles and the thighs. He’s gotten somewhat soft, but only because they had paused with talking and toy exploration.] I’m not gonna cum a second time to a fucking toy.
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