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"Don't hog the fuckin'- ugh, gimme," Dabi snatched the pipe from Hawks' hands just as he was about to light it, holding it to his own lips. Heating his fingertip and letting the flame catch, he took a long, deep breath in, letting smoke fill his lungs.
Hawks took the pipe back, taking a drag while the bud was still lit. He held the smoke in his lungs for a couple seconds before tilting his head back, slowly breathing out toward the ceiling.
Warm. Comfortable. They laid back against Dabi's bare, singed mattress, enjoying the calm silence and the haze of smoke in the air. Dabi took another hit before offering it back to Hawks. They shared it easily now, until nothing but ash was left.
"Good shit, right? Giran gets it shipped in from, like, America or something, I don't know." Dabi mumbled, setting the frankly dirty pipe on his equally dirty floor.
"Mhmmm.... Good." Hawks agreed, rolling over and wrapping his arms and legs around Dabi, pressing his face into the crook of his neck. "Thanks.... Really needed this." He whispered, pressing a barely-there kiss to his scarred flesh.
Dabi gave a half-hearted shrug, his eyes glued to a water stain on the ceiling. Blindly he reached beside himself, grabbing an open bottle off the floor and taking a few gulps before offering it to Hawks.
"Don't mind if I do, heh." Whiskey, Dabi's drink of choice. Hawks took small sips, managing to not cringe. He much preferred wine or sweet mixed drinks, but he knew what to expect with Dabi. Plus being high took a bit of the burn away.
"C'mon, I know you can do better than that..." Dabi smirked, waiting until Hawks had the bottle to his lips before tipping it back with a slender finger, watching as the blonde obediently drank until he couldn't stand it anymore. "There we go, not so bad, yeah?"
Hawks made a face as he swallowed what was left in his mouth, having to fight back a gag. "Yeah, delicious... Asshole." He mumbled, eyes following the way Dabi effortlessly drank from the half empty bottle. His cheeks flushed as the strong liquor quickly made its way into his bloodstream. Tiny body comes with a tiny alcohol tolerance. He wiped his lips dry with the back of his hand, a little hiccup escaping his throat. Probably should've eaten something before coming over. Oh well.
It had been a relatively peaceful evening for once. No fighting, no attempted murder, just a nice smoke sesh.
Dabi loved to ruin nice things.
"Sooo.... Heard you fucked Endeavor." There was no anger in his voice, no amusement or any other typical Dabi emotion Hawks was used to hearing. He almost sounded.... Sad? Weird.
Hawks perked up at the hero's name, his cheeks growing redder. Usually he was great at thinking on his toes, getting himself out of shitty situations, but now he was stoned out of his mind, and on top of that he was pretty damn drunk. "Mmm, who told ya that?" He clumsily rolled up onto his knees, moving so he was straddling Dabi's hips. "Think it's true?"
"Wouldn't you like to know?" Dabi looked up, meeting Hawks' golden stare. "And to answer your second question..." He sighed, taking another long swig of whiskey. "Wouldn't be surprised. #1 and #2, makes sense. Plus you're a fuckin' whore. So yeah. I do."
"Hm... And why do you care, again?" Hawks rested his hands on Dabi's chest for support, rolling his hips slowly. "Thought I was just a quick fuck every time you get bored of jerkin' off? Pussy so good you caught feelings, Mr. Oh-So-Powerful-Evil-Sociopathic-Villain?"
"Fuck off, whatever. Don't care." Dabi rolled his eyes, resting his hands on Hawks' hips, watching as the blonde slowly ground down against him.
"How big is he?" Dabi seemed surprised by his own voice, choking on his spit and coughing. "Actually, don't fuckin' answer that. Forget I asked, fuck." He leaned his head back against the wall, eyes on the ceiling again. "Actually... No, tell me. Ugh."
"Uh? I don't know, pretty big, I guess? Thick, that's for sure. Always makes me sore for a couple days. Maybe uh... 7? 7.5?" Hawks shrugged, pushing his hands up Dabi's tattered shirt. He felt over his contrasting smooth and scarred skin, pinching his singular pierced nipple. "Think you're bigger length-wise, a little. I dunno. He's thicker. Almost ripped me down there the first time."
"'The first time?' Pfft, fuckin' slut..." Dabi let his hands roam down, slipping them into Hawks' back pockets. "Bet he's rough, yeah? Grabs you, tosses you around, leaves bruises and shit." He squeezed Hawks' little ass to drive his point.
"Ah... Guess so, yeah, he likes... Well, he's pretty vanilla. Rough sex, but nothin' crazy. Good kisser." Hawks scratched the back of his head as he thought about what it was like with the older hero. "Think he likes how small I am. Makes him feel powerful or somethin'. Not that he isn't already super powerful.." He sighed breathily as he felt Dabi's cock twitch under him on a particularly firm rock of his hips.
"Yeah? Tell me more, baby, c'mon." Dabi mumbled, pulling Hawks closer to start kissing slowly along his neck, smirking when he instantly got rewarded with a moan.
"Mmh... Fuck, I dunno. He's like... Twice my age, I think? He likes that, I can tell. Likes when I call him Daddy and dress all cute for him." Hawks' voice was a little whiny now, especially when Dabi started using his teeth along the sensitive skin of his neck. "Calls me 'boy' a lot... I guess he gets off on all that. In his mind I'm cute, young, inexperienced and tiny. He's not wrong, aside from the inexperienced part... Heh.."
"Fuck..." Dabi mumbled against Hawks' neck, groaning as he ground his cock harder against that perfect fucking pussy he could never get enough of. There was far too much clothing in the way, and it was frankly starting to piss him off. "These jeans expensive?"
Hawks started to nod, but there was no point as Dabi burned them away in an instant. "Fuck, man, careful!" He flapped his wings to put out the flames and blow the ash and remaining scraps of his poor jeans away. Thankfully his skin remained unscathed.
Dabi shrugged, a lazy smirk on his lips as his eyes slowly dragged down Hawks' body. His hands moved from Hawks' hips to his ass, somehow still clothed by his undamaged boxers. "Take these off before I burn them too, birdy, c'mon."
Hawks huffed in slight annoyance, tugging his underwear down and maneuvering to pull them off and toss them somewhere on Dabi's messy floor. "Asshole... Happy?" He mumbled, settling back in the fire user's lap, reaching down to fumble with Dabi's belt. It was a difficult task when his brain was all fogged up.
"Heh. Here, lemme help ya." Dabi pushed Hawks' hands away, undoing his belt. The front of his worn-out, stitched up jeans seemed to be barely hanging on, the seams spread to their limit over the bulge of Dabi's cock. He gave the outline a firm squeeze, chuckling when he saw Hawks practically drool at the sight. "You want it, huh? Lemme see that pussy, maybe I'll let you have the honor of sitting on it."
"Okay..." Hawks said quietly with a quick nod, the warmth of desire creeping up his spine, his wings fluffing up. His cocky facade quickly fell when he got a glimpse of what he really came here for. He ached for it... Needed that pierced dick to pound him into oblivion. He could never get enough, that's why he kept risking his life. Villain dick was just so good. The possibility of death made it so much sexier.
Hawks shifted back a bit, spreading his legs for Dabi. His fingers slipped through the wet folds, pulling away all slick and shiny. "Taste?" When Dabi nodded, his eyes half lidded and bloodshot, Hawks held his fingers up to his lips to let Dabi have a taste of what he did to the hero.
"Mmh...." Dabi held Hawks' wrist, his tongue slowly dragging up to his fingertips, then dipping between his fingers, keeping eye contact the whole time. Hawks stared in awe, his cheeks red and feathers ruffling.
When his hand was clean, Hawks wiped it on his shirt before leaning in, pressing his lips against Dabi's dual-textured pair. It was a lazy, sloppy kiss, both too crossed to give a damn.
Dabi slipped his tongue against Hawks', letting the hero taste his own slick. He pulled away, his hands settling on Hawks' bare thighs. "Tastes good, hm?" He trailed his fingers slowly up tan, smooth thighs, glancing down. Oh yeah, he had burned Hawks' pants away in a rush. Probably didn't need to do that, seeing as they still weren't fucking. Whatever, he knew the little bird could afford a hundred pairs of those dumb tight sexy ass jeans, especially now that he was sleeping with the number one hero. Pfft.
"Yeah..." Hawks practically had heart eyes, his voice soft and breathless. "He uhmm.. He really likes going down on me... And cumming inside, he likes that a lot." He pulled Dabi's shirt up and over his head.
"Hm?" Dabi returned the favor, pulling Hawks' t-shirt, that probably cost some ridiculous sum of money, off and discarding it among the various trash and clothes on his floor. "Who, baby? I sure like doin' those." He seemed to only break out the pet names when he was high.
"Enji... Endeavor, I mean. His lips 'n tongue feel reeeallly good, kinda ridiculous how good. Soft and soooo warm. Ate me out in an alley on patrol once... Mmh..." Hawks was struggling to form full sentences through the fuzz obscuring the rational part of his brain.. Nothing about this was rational, really.
"Ohhh, I see.... Old man loves pussy, hm? This up?" Dabi gave a light tug to the bottom hem of Hawks' dark red binder.
"Huh? Oh, yeah, here." Hawks giggled, grabbing the bottom sides and yanking it up. It got stuck by his shoulders, but a little sluggish maneuvering did the trick. Dropping it among the other clothes, he gave Dabi a lazy grin and grabbed his scarred hands, making those slender fingers cup his chest. "Really likes my tits, too. Could probably spend hours just suckin' on 'em if I let him. Enji, I mean. Endeavor!" Hawks laughed at his continued slip-ups, leaning his head against Dabi's shoulder. "Shhh, I'm not supposed to call him Enji outside the bedroom! Fuck, hahah, did it again! Endeavor-san, Endeavor-san! Respect your elders and professionalism and all that shit!" Laughing loudly, clutching Dabi's pointy shoulders, Hawks' practical fit of hysterics was contagious.
Dabi couldn't help the laugh that burst out, and soon they were both a mess of giggles and gasps for air between. Grins and holding on for stability, toppling over on the mattress. With Hawks naked and Dabi only in his jeans, things got heated quickly through the continued laughter.
Hawks rolled on top of Dabi, giggling and giving him sloppy, messy kisses that were all tongues and teeth. Dabi's hands reached down to unzip his jeans, his neglected dick begging for some action already.
"Hahaha, fuck babe, c'mon! Get all those giggles out so we can fuck already, damn!" Dabi held the base of his cock with one hand, the other smacking Hawks' ass to get his attention.
"Ahahha, fuck! Whewww.... Hooooo... Okay, okay, I'm done! Promise!" Hawks was panting heavily, his skin so flushed and sweaty like he'd already gotten his brains fucked out. His hand slid away from Dabi's face, up his own thigh to his pussy. Spreading his slick, well-groomed lips, he lined himself up and started to slowly sink down on Dabi's cock without another word, just a cute hiccup that startled both of them.
Dabi watched with his hands on Hawks' waist, also trying to catch his breath from laughing too hard. "Fuck, babe... God.." He groaned, feeling his sensitive tip push into that perfect heat. There was something special about hero pussy.... Or maybe it was just Hawks. Always so damn satisfying.
"Ah... Fuck.." Hawks leaned his head back, squeezing his eyes shut. "Fuck... Hurts a little... Not bad just. Sore. Mmh." He leaned forward, hands on Dabi's chest to support his weight. His head felt all fuzzy and warm, making the pain easier to ignore.
"Sore, huh?" Dabi laughed, a hand trailing up Hawks' toned stomach to his chest, his heated fingers squeezing a soft, squishy boob. God, he loved tits. Gender doesn't fuckin' matter, just put a good set of boobs in front of Dabi and he'd be entertained for hours. Hawks' were especially nice, though. Each a good heavy handful, but not awkwardly big for his small frame... Beautiful golden skin, smooth and warm, and he always smelled expensive... Perfect sized light brown nipples that were so fun to tease and bite and suck on for hours...
Oh yeah.... Apparently Endeavor loved Hawks' tits, too..... Endeavor... Hm...
Something clicked in Dabi's brain, and he had to grit his teeth hard to hold back a groan. Sure, that would be embarrassing, as if what he said next wasn't just as bad. "Fuck... Babe, you fucked him last night, huh? Enji? Please say yes, fuck."
"Ahh.... Yeah.." Hawks mumbled, trying to focus on the task at hand: getting this ridiculous monster dick inside himself. "Mmh... Yeah, we fucked after... Work? Got drinks and fucked at.. My place. Haahh..."
Dabi couldn't fucking help it, he tugged Hawks down, stuffing that poor pussy to the brim. His piercings slid along the sore, sensitive walls, making Hawks cry out. Mostly in pain.... Pain that brought him sooo much pleasure. Slutty little masochist. "God, fucking- He was here, yeah, right in here? Fucked your tight little pussy just like this?" Dabi switched their positions, slamming Hawks' back into the mattress, thus pinning his wings down at the same time. He wasn't gonna wait any longer, his hips snapping in a messy, chaotic manner. One hand around the hero's throat, one holding him in place with a bruising grip on his hip.
Hawks was caught off guard by the sudden change of pace, his brain trying to catch up with whatever just happened. Maybe he blacked out a little from the initial pain, who's to say. He blinked hard, realizing he was on his back and getting his cunt pounded relentlessly. Brain up to speed, he remembered there was a question he was supposed to answer. Well... Maybe it had been rhetorical, but Hawks would never turn down an opportunity to talk.
"Ah!! Fuck, Dabi, fuckfuckfuck! Yeah, yeah he uh-" Hawks was cut off by his own loud moan, bordering on a scream, as Dabi picked up the pace. The sound their bodies made together was disgusting, absolutely obscene, and... Strangely beautiful, in a fucked up way. "Oh, god, Dabi fuck!" He gripped the villain's shoulders, digging his manicured nails into scarred flesh. "Yes, yes, right there!" He cried out, his tits bouncing with the force of Dabi's thrusts.
"Fuck, c'mon baby, tell me about it! Enji, he- Fuck, he fucked you good, came in your pussy, yeah? Felt good?" Dabi was ravenous, squeezing Hawks' throat in between the hero's answers. His skin was heating up, toeing the line between kinky temperature play and seriously dangerous 3rd degree burn type shit.
Hawks whined, gasping for breath whenever Dabi let him. "Yeah! Yeah, fuck, he came in me, ah! Ate me out after, cleaned me up with his tongue!" His speech was messy, slurred together and broken up between moans. "He, nhh, see this?" He tugged Dabi's hand from his throat, placing it on his ribs right below a red, hand-shaped minor burn the villain hadn't noticed earlier. It was kind of faint in the dim room, lit by a single lamp in the corner, but Dabi could see it.
"Holy shit-" Dabi placed his hand over the burn, seeing how much larger Endeavor's hand was. He quickly pulled out, gripping the base of his cock hard. "Shit... Fuck..." He was panting heavily, visibly shaking. His cock was wet with Hawks' slick, the little metal balls of his piercings gleaming. Precum drooled from the slit, dripping on Hawks' patch of neat, fluffy blond pubes he kept for aesthetics.
Hawks wailed at the loss, trying to pull Dabi back in with his legs wrapped around the villain's middle. He had been pretty close to cumming without noticing, ugh. Ruined orgasm because... Huh? "You... Nhh.. Did you almost cum 'cause Endeavor? Didn't know you had a thing for DILFs.." He panted out, throwing an arm over his face. "Yanno, 'cause you fuck me and Mr. King of Evil or whatever he likes to be called."
Dabi grit his teeth, groaning in embarrassment as he flipped onto his back beside Hawks. He rubbed his eyes hard against his palms, trying to stop shaking and panting. "Shut up, shut up, fucking-"
"Hey, s'okay to have a crush, man! He's sexy as fuck, I get it!" Hawks rolled into his side, reaching out to trace his fingers along Dabi's ribs. "I can stop talkin' about him if you want though, Dabs." He watched as Dabi sighed heavily and sat back up.
"Ugh, it's. It's whatever. You don't get it." Dabi grabbed the forgotten bottle from the floor, taking a swig and wiping his mouth after. "I got issues, 'kay? I know you do, too... So just..." He pinched the bridge of his nose, hating himself for what he was about to say. "Can't tell you about any of that shit... But please, I wanna hear more about him. Tell me more, 'kay?"
Hawks would normally be suspicious of how Dabi was acting, but his brain definitely wasn't functioning normally. He just took it as the villain being embarrassed about thinking the top hero was hot as hell, literally and figuratively. "Mhm, no problemo, dude." Hawks scooted over, moving to sit in Dabi's lap facing him. "Wanna try again?"
"You bet your fine ass I do." Hands on Hawks' hips, Dabi pulled him close and locked their lips together. It was a slow, hard kiss, different from their usual rushed makeouts.
Hawks melted in Dabi's arms, eyes fluttering shut and wings ruffling behind him. He welcomed Dabi's tongue into his mouth, moving his own against it. The taste of cigarettes, whiskey, and frankly poor dental hygiene never bothered him. It was all so perfectly Dabi, so revoltingly alluring.
"Mm... We can go a little slower this time, yeah?" Hawks' mumbled against Dabi's lips, breaking the kiss to catch his breath. "So you don't cum so fast... Heh." He teased, sticking the tip of his tongue out and tapping it against Dabi's nose.
Dabi scrunched his nose and retaliated, licking up Hawks' entire cheek. "Yeah, whatevs. Like you weren't right there, too. I know you, birdy, you had your 'Oooo I'm gonna cum!' face on right before I pulled out." His Hawks voice impression could use a lot of work.
Hawks' face turned red, and he shook his head defiantly, wiping the spit off his cheek. "In your dreams, bitch. I wasn't even a little close... Fuck you... Shut up." He puffed up his cheeks, putting on his best pout. Not at all convincing, but it sure was cute.
Dabi rested a hand on Hawks' back, between his wings where there were only soft, downy feathers. His fingers pushed deep into the fluff, pressing against skin underneath. "Door's right there if you're not satisfied, babe." He said quietly by Hawks' ear, chuckling after and giving the lobe a light tug with his teeth.
"Ugh, fuckin' shut up and fuck me already, stupid." Hawks grabbed Dabi's half-hard cock, pressing it against his needy pussy, drooling slick. So impatient.
"Mhmm... Hold on, birdy.." Dabi's eyes were glued to that gorgeous cunt, watching as Hawks rubbed his thick clit against the tip. The glide was so smooth, they could probably both cum from just frotting like that. Pretty fuckin' hot, in Dabi's opinion. "So pretty, babe... Think your dick got bigger since last time." He dropped a hand from Hawks' waist, resting it on the hero's lower stomach and using his thumb to pull back the hood, snickering when Hawks' gasped at the sudden direct contact with Dabi's tip.
"Ah, fuck.... Really? S'cool." Hawks looked down, watching as he ground his little cock against Dabi's. "Nh.... Feels really good... Warm... Piercings feel fucking good.." Hawks panted out, sweat dripping from his forehead. Fuck, when did Dabi get the upper hand again? The villain was all calm and collected, and Hawks was messy as hell. He needed to get a grip, show Dabi who's boss... For the time being.
"Dabs... Wanna hear somethin'? You'll like it." When Dabi nodded, Hawks leaned in close with a mischievous smirk. "Enji fucked me sooo good last night that I squirted all over him and his expensive ass sheets." Hawks whispered right against Dabi's ear, slowly sinking down on his cock again.
"Ah, fuck.." Dabi wrapped his hands under Hawks' strong thighs, hiding his face against the hero's shoulder. "So fuckin' tight, birdy... I'd think a slut like you would be all loose and used, heh.."
Still trying to be cocky, huh? Hawks rolled his eyes, rocking his hips slowly, about halfway down. "Not how pussies work, dumbass. Enji sure knows that. Dude's fat fuckin' cock makes me gape so wide, it's insane. Then we fuck the next night and he's like... Tellin' me he loves how tight his 'pretty little boy' is."
"Shit..." Dabi whispered, gritting his teeth. "Keep talkin'... Please..." He sounded almost whiny, his teeth biting onto Hawks' shoulder to muffle his sounds.
"Ya like that, huh?" Hawks cooed, taking the last few inches of Dabi's cock. He was really feeling the full effects of the weed and whiskey combo now, making the stretch virtually painless. He could feel each piercing along his walls, clenching tight just to hear Dabi gasp. "Yeah, that's it, baby.." He felt like he had all the control now, a dangerous amount of power for such a little guy.
"Enji cums hard. He cums a lot. Always feel it spill right into my womb, it's crazy. No wonder he has so many strong kids, heh." Hawks nibbled on Dabi's ear, rising and dropping his hips just slow enough to have the villain whining pathetically.
"God... No shit, fuckin' bet he does, fuck." Dabi panted out, snaking his arms around Hawks' waist. Their position was so painfully intimate, embraced so bare and close, but the conversation was far from romantic.
"We fucked just like this last night, baby, that's when he gave me that lil' burn I showed you. Practically used me like a fleshlight, like I weighed nothin' to him. Fucked his cum deep, deep into my cunt, baby, hear that?" Hawks pressed a soft, teasing kiss against Dabi's cheek, rolling his hips steadily. Not too fast, just a gentle, satisfying rhythm.
"Mmh! Yeah, loud n' clear, babe... Fuck... Came right in this same cunt I'm fuckin' right now, yeah? Held you just like this?" Dabi was desperately moving his hips as much as he could in that position, trying to get Hawks to go faster. It was a struggle to lift the hero, and Dabi groaned at the thought of it being a breeze for Endeavor. Hawks was pure muscle, heavy with the weight of all his hard training, and Dabi was out of breath trying to lift him up and down on his cock. Malnourishment, perpetual dehydration, and intoxication really didn't help his efforts.
"Mmmm, baby, don't have to try to show off.." Hawks shoved Dabi's chest, making him lay back on the mattress. "Your quirk might burn brighter and hotter than him, but that's all you got." He arched his back, resting his hands on Dabi's knees behind himself. His hips sped up, the new angle making him pant out soft moans with every move. His brows pinched together, cheeks red as he looked down at Dabi. "Ugh, your fuckin' cock is perfect though, reaches so fuckin' deep... Might be a little better than Enji, fuck.."
"Ahh, shit, shit, Hawks seriously stop I'm gonna cum-" Dabi whimpered, his eyes squeezed shut as he focused all his effort into putting off his orgasm.
"Awww, at least Enji has some fuckin' stamina." Hawks giggled and reached a hand beneath himself, his nimble fingers wrapping around the base of Dabi's cock. His grip was so torturously strong, denying the villain release for the second time that night. He even dug his nails in a little as insurance.
"SHIT!! Ah, fuck!" Dabi shouted in pain, his spine arching beautifully in reaction to the death grip on his poor dick. "Motherfuckin' shit... Fuckin' bitch... God.."
"Oh, whatever. Pfft." Hawks' self-satisfied smirk showed how little he cared about making Dabi feel a little pain; he'd seen him deal with far worse. He could handle it.
Hawks let go when he was sure Dabi had himself under control and wouldn't immediately cum. He leaned forward, his hands landing on either side of Dabi's head. "Ready?"
Dabi took a deep breath, slowly blinking his eyes open. "Uh-huh... Fuck.." He groaned and nodded wearily, bringing his hands to Hawks' thighs and squeezing a little. The blond wasted no time, rocking his hips quickly in Dabi's lap.
"Mmh... Never have this problem with him- Enji. Has trouble gettin' it up sometimes, but it's crazy how long he can last." Hawks sat up, crossing his arms behind his head in a comfortable stretch. "Fuck... Sometimes, like... I nut 3 or 4 times and he's still drilling my poor cunt like a madman. I'm cryin' and shit, god." He laughed and slapped a hand over his red face, shaking his head. "He's like a pro at fuckin', Dabs, it's insane."
Dabi whimpered as his mind painted a picture of Enji pinning Hawks down and fucking his brains out, making him sob and beg for it to end. Overstimulated, covered in bruises and burns, sweat and tears, getting choked and pounded into the mattress-
"Shit, babe, stopstopstop, oh fuck, stop, I-" Dabi panted out, his voice high and pleading. His hand shot down, gripping his cock again.
"You really need to learn some self-control, dude! Fuck! Maybe I should send you over to Enji, let him show you how to use this stupid dick." Hawks laughed and snaked a hand behind himself, flicking his nail against Dabi's balls.
"Nhh!" Dabi cried out, his jagged nails digging into the meat of Hawks' thighs, his toes cramping from how hard they curled. He could barely even form words anymore, all he could think about was how bad he needed to fucking cum. Too much pain, too much denial, it was all too much.
Hawks grinned and leaned forward, mouth by Dabi's ear. "Not mad, huh? I'd think a tough guy like you would have me face down, ass up, showing me how wrong I was to mock you..." He cupped the villain's cheek, thumb wiping away a line of drool.
Dabi rolled his head to the side, taking Hawks' thumb into his mouth. His tongue laved over the digit before pulling away to whisper, locking eyes with the hero. "Please... Please let me cum, Hawks, I can't, I.." He trailed off, pressing a kiss to the pad of his thumb.
Hawks stared wide-eyed and surprised, definitely not used to Dabi fully submitting like that. His numbed senses left him easily caught off guard, just as Dabi hoped.
A mere second later, Hawks was slammed onto his back, nearly knocking the air from his lungs. He coughed and waited for his brain to catch up to reality... God, he was so damn high.
"Yeah, this'll shut you up, fuckin' slut." Dabi pinned Hawks by his throat, squeezing hard as he shoved his cock back into that incomparably perfect cunt. Always so tight, so hot, so fucking wet for him. It was addictive. He wouldn't be surprised if Hawks' pussy juice was laced with cocaine, it was that good.
Hawks blinked, slowly gaining his awareness back. A hot pressure in his core, a bruising grip on his neck. He scratched at Dabi's hands, trying to suck in a breath as the villain started fucking into him without a care.
"Ah... Shit, babe, you squeeze me so tight when you're about to pass out like that, haha!" Dabi grinned, loosening his grip to let Hawks get some air. How generous.
Dabi bit his scarred lip, trying to get control over himself. He didn't want this to end yet, but he'd already waited so long to cum. Every stroke from Hawks' cunt was rapidly bringing him closer and closer. "Feels so fuckin' good, fuck. Birdy feels good too, yeah?" He kept one hand around Hawks' throat, cupping his chin with the other to make him look up.
"So good, soooo good, babe, keep goin'." Hawks whined, his voice strained and breaths labored. He wrapped his legs around Dabi's waist to lock him in. "Want you to cum inside, wanna feel you, babe, wanna feel it all, mmmh!"
"Shit.." Dabi leaned down, giving Hawks a quick kiss and nipping along his jaw. Both hands back on the blond's throat, Dabi stopped holding himself back. His thrusts were wild and uncoordinated, making Hawks' wings flap from the sudden intensity.
The broad appendages made even more of a mess in the small bedroom, easily reaching the floor and knocking things around. Sounds of broken glass were easily ignored, covered up by harsh panting and mattress squeaks. Booze came cheap when you lived in a bar, anyway. No biggie.
“God, you like that fuckin’ cock huh?” Dabi panted out, one hand going up to Hawks’ hair, tugging hard at his golden locks. “Yeah, bet you do, little slut.. Fuckin’ letting anyone use your pussy, huh? Tell me you like it. Tell me I’m the best. Tell me I’m better than him..” Dabi growled against Hawks’ ear, giving the lobe a bite.
“Ghh!” Hawks choked out a moan, his nails clawing down Dabi’s back. The hand squeezing around his throat made it impossible to talk; at most he could squeak and gasp.
“TELL ME!” Dabi shouted, fucking into Hawks harder, faster, loosening his grip on the hero’s throat. “TELL ME I’M BETTER THAN ENJI!”
“F-Fuck, ohmygod-” Hawks wailed, tears streaming down his cheeks from the intensity. He was so close, he could feel the hot pressure of orgasm creeping through his nerves, building to something amazing. “Y-You’re so fuckin’ good, Dabi, you’re, oh FUCK- You’re the best! Better than- FUCK!” He could barely speak, he was so close. “E-Enji! Better than him! Please, oh fuck, fuck me!!”
Dabi shoved his cock in deep, deep, his whole body shuddering as he came. He groaned into Hawks’ ear, the sound turning into more of a whine as he slowly rocked his hips, milking out all of his cum. “Fuck.... Fuck, holy shit..”
Hawks sobbed as he finished alongside Dabi, his perfect cunt clenching tight around the villain’s dick. He was shaking like a leaf, too out of it to care as something spurted out, drenching their connected bodies. He whimpered against Dabi’s neck, hugging him close as he rode out the intense high. His whole body felt like it was on fire, and not just from Dabi’s unnaturally warm skin. Tingly aftershocks shook him all the way down to his bones, it seemed; he couldn’t move, couldn’t talk. He felt like he might die, it was that good.
After a few minutes of laying together in a sweaty pile trying to catch their breath, Dabi finally broke the silence. “Need a smoke.” He patted Hawks’ ass lightly before pulling out, rolling him onto his side and sitting up. He grabbed his pack from his jacket on the ground, pulling one out and lighting it with his fingertip. He sat on the edge of the bed with his feet on the floor, taking long drags from his cigarette.
Hawks quietly watched Dabi smoke as he laid on his side, his finger tracing along a stain on the mattress. “Mm?” His hand reached out, giving the villain a silly pleading look.
“Pfft.” Dabi smirked, passing the cigarette to Hawks. He watched as Hawks took a few little puffs before taking it back, resting his free hand on the blond’s hip.
Dabi’s thumb rubbed circles along Hawks’ hipbone as they sat in comfortable silence while he finished his cigarette. He flicked the butt across the room when it was done, giving Hawks another pat on his butt. “You good to fly home?”
“Think so...” Hawks mumbled and groaned, pushing himself up. “Ughh..” He wiped his hand between his legs, looking at the mess of cum. It had been so sexy during the act, but now he just wanted to clean up. He wiped his hand on the mattress before getting up on shaky legs, searching for his clothes on the messy floor. Oh yeah, the dumbass had scorched his jeans to bits earlier. He sighed and pulled on his damp underwear, grabbing his binder, shirt, and jacket as well.
“Here.” Dabi tossed him a pair of his own pants. “Just bring ‘em back.”
“Thanks.” Hawks mumbled as he finished getting dressed, sitting on the bed to pull his socks and boots on.
Dabi shrugged, laying back and resting his arms behind his head. He gave Hawks a little wave as the blond stood by the door.
Hawks gave a little wave back.
“Tell dear old daddy I said ‘hi’, will ya?” Dabi snorted, sitting up sluggishly to grab the pipe off the floor.
“Uhh...” Hawks’ brain took a moment to catch up, then he scoffed. “Yeah, sure thing. Bye, weirdo.”
Hawks’ flight home was definitely not the safest or smartest thing he’d ever done, but he did eventually land safely on his balcony. Totally didn’t knock a few plants over...
He pulled all of his clothes off on the way to the bathroom, half-walking half-flying. Absolutely didn’t whack a few lightbulbs with his wings...
He could clean up whatever mess he was making when he wasn’t so fucked up.
The hot shower felt so amazing once he finally made it in, cleaning all the sweat and grime from his skin. He cleaned Dabi’s cum out the best he could, until he got too bored and tired. He wrapped himself up in a big towel and made his way to the kitchen, grabbing his favorite snacks and bringing them to the couch. He put on something that seemed funny and watched it while he ate until he finally passed out. Not the worst day. :)