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“Hey lizard, are you sure you can drive a truck?” Dabi drawled tauntingly, leaning back comfortably with his feet on the glove compartment. His face gave nothing away but he was subtly trying to get a rise from the other man.
“Of course I can! How old do you think I am?!” Spinner argued as he clambered into the driver’s seat beside Dabi. “I'm an amazing driver — and don't call me lizard, yeah?”
For the next three minutes, Dabi watched with mild interest as Spinner made minute adjustments to the seat and mirrors. A satisfied grin came over him when he was apparently comfortable. This quickly disappeared when he realised Dabi’s unimpressed expression. “What?” He demanded somewhat defensively.
The other villain snorted and took his boots from the glove compartment. “You're not going to be making deliveries for retail stores, you'll probably be driving under attack from heroes or the police.”
“What's your point?” Spinner’s bright pink eyes squinted suspiciously.
“All I'm saying is there will be a lot of distractions for you to contend with,” as he said this, Dabi dropped his right hand casually onto Spinner's thigh as though it had all the right to be there. Spinner’s eyes flicked down to the hand then back to Dabi’s stitched face. “Maybe you should practice some.”
“H-Hey now, if we damage this van Shigaraki will disintegrate us!” He hissed as though their leader might somehow overhear them.
“But you're not going to damage the van. You're an amazing driver, right?” Dabi cooed back teasingly. Spinner gulped but would need more incentive in order to convince him. Dabi leaned in closer to Spinner’s ear, speaking in a hushed voice. “If you manage this I'll let you fuck me here in the cab.”
Spinner shuddered. That was all the encouragement he needed and he scrambled frantically for the keys. He shot Dabi a grin as he started the engine. “There's no way I'll lose.”
Once Spinner had navigated towards the main road, he felt the other man’s warm hand move from where it had been resting on his thigh and press against his crotch lightly. Spinner shifted eagerly in his seat and gripped the steering wheel tighter. He wet his lips nervously in anticipation and forced his eyes to focus on the road stretching before them, even as he felt the zipper of his trousers being tugged down.
A soft grunt slipped out of him when his arousal was finally pulled free into the cool air of the truck. “Already hard?” Dabi chuckled in a half-hearted jab. He wasn't complaining though, it made his job easier and the idea of getting off with the danger of being caught or possibly dying horribly was a thrill that made his own cock throb in his jeans. His long fingers slipped gently over the smooth surface of Spinner’s reptilian cocks, smearing precum along the small spines.
Taking his eyes off the road for a second, Spinner risked a peek down at Dabi’s scarred hand as it wrapped around one of his cocks.
“Eyes on the road, lizard,” Dabi drawled, his voice slightly tinged with amusement and Spinner knew without needing to look that he must be smirking.
Calloused fingers rubbed over the raised barbs of the lizard’s cock in a familiar way before gripping the sensitive length and squeezing. Spinner gasped and the van whizzed through an amber light — his arousal-clouded mind briefly hoped there wasn't a speed camera nearby.
Dabi chuckled beside him in a way that Spinner had come to associate with nothing good. The villain increased the pressure of his hold and pressed his thumb hard against the slick flesh. “You’re doing well so far,” he praised.
“W-Well obviously! Small distractions are nothing to me!” Spinner bragged. He did his best to sound confident but in truth, he was having a hard time splitting his focus. Not that he'd admit that.
“You’ll have no trouble on the expressway, then?” Dabi asked nonchalantly.
As they stopped at a set of lights, Spinner took the opportunity to throw an incredulous look across the cab. “There's no way—” he began but stopped short as Dabi shrugged and retracted his hand.
When the lights changed to green, Spinner flipped on the indicator and turned onto the expressway. The van accelerated easily to 60mph and sped down the stretch of road. Watching Spinner’s troubled expression closely, Dabi smirked to himself at how easy the other man was to manipulate.
From the corner of his eyes, Spinner could see Dabi moving in the seat beside him and wondered what he was planning before he felt the other man’s face in his lap and it suddenly became obvious.
The driver chanced a look down and jumped when Dabi responded without looking up. “Keep your eyes on the road, lizard,” he drew out the last word teasingly but Spinner didn't seem to notice. He let out a shaky sigh as Dabi’s tongue pressed carefully against one of his cocks, his hand wrapping firmly around the other.
The villain licked a stripe up to the tapered tip before enveloping his scarred lips around the slick length. Spinner grunted and arched back in his seat slightly as his cock was pressed further into Dabi’s warm mouth. The vibrations of the moving van and the incessant press of Dabi’s tongue piercing only amplified his pleasure.
A small sob broke free as Dabi began to bob his head up and down in Spinner’s lap. He rubbed his tongue generously over the small barbs and sucked on the sensitive cock without pause, causing Spinner to writhe in his seat.
He swerved suddenly to avoid a small box car travelling at a snail’s pace and his heart jumped with the rush of adrenaline. He sighed in relief, that was a close call but he would need to pay attention if he was going to win this with both the van, and them, intact. Dabi, however, had other ideas.
Whilst keeping his mouth latched onto one cock, the hand that had been gripping its twin began to pump in long languorous strokes, much like how his tongue was currently working. The dual stimulation caught Spinner by surprise. He suddenly felt too hot and panted to keep his breath, his hold tightening on the steering wheel. Only half focussed on his driving, he unconsciously pushed his foot down harder on the accelerator causing the van to speed along the expressway, passing slower traffic in seconds.
Apparently not satisfied with this, Dabi shifted positions to settle his lips around the other length and continued to pump the first one as though they weren't currently travelling at 90mph on the expressway.
Spinner keened and had to fight hard not to let go of the steering wheel and thrust his cock to the back of Dabi’s welcoming throat. A few bucks later and he came with a grunt, his cum from both cocks filling Dabi’s mouth and spilling across his hand and face.
In the split second Spinner had closed his eyes, he needed to slam on the breaks as the traffic suddenly built up before them. The van lurched forward, Dabi stabilising himself in time before they came to a complete halt just a few centimetres from the back of a traffic jam.
“At least we know the breaks work!” Spinner laughed awkwardly as Dabi cleaned the cum from his face.
Throwing the soiled tissue out the window, Dabi leaned back in his seat and hummed.“I'm not sure if it was awesome driving or pure luck that you managed to pass the challenge without either of us dying. Either way, pull over.”
Spinner didn't need to be told twice and followed the villain’s latest command without hesitation. He quickly found a suitable spot, parking up beside an empty lot and eagerly switching the engine off.
As soon as he turned around, Dabi grabbed his red scarf and used it to drag him down onto the front seats. He made quick work of tugging his tight jeans off one leg and straddling the lizard’s waist.
“Wow, hard already?” Spinner quipped, now his turn to be teasing.
Dabi moaned in agreement, unashamedly rutting himself against Spinner’s two cocks. “It's a thrill getting off where anyone could see,” he admitted, as through Spinner didn't already know.
Wasting no more time, Dabi prepared himself swiftly, rocking back on his fingers whilst Spinner ground his twin cocks against Dabi’s in a tight hold. The small hard barbs rubbed pleasurably against the villain’s throbbing cock and he bucked up against them, groaning shamelessly in appreciation.
When he couldn't take anymore, he pulled his fingers out and slapped Spinner’s hands away as he began to lower himself onto one of the lizard’s reptilian cocks. The tapered tip entered easily and stretched him further as it fattened out near the base. Once fully seated, Dabi gave an experimental grind and felt the lizard-like cock rub bluntly against his inner walls. His own length rolled sparsely against Spinner’s neglected cock with the motion and both men gasped for breath.
Now settled, Dabi smirked down at Spinner. Sans his mask and scarf, his cheeks were flushed red despite his green-scaled skin and his sharp pink eyes were half-lidded in arousal. “Don't tease,” he panted and after an evening of teasing, Dabi decided to concede.
Using the car seat as leverage, Dabi lifted his hips up to the thin tip before bringing them back down in a hard thrust. Spinner’s barbed cock filled him again, slipping effortlessly inside of him. After sitting in the van that evening, his erection confined tortuously to his jeans whilst sucking Spinner’s cock, Dabi was finally getting what he'd been waiting for. And he wasn't disappointed.
Spinner grunted as the other man bounced on his lap in an uncharacteristically desperate manner. He grabbed ahold of his slim hips and motioned them both into a rhythm, writhing against each other heatedly. The windows of the van had long since steamed up with their pants and gasps but neither of them noticed nor cared by this point.
Nearing his limit again, Spinner’s scaled hand grasped both his and Dabi’s cocks, pumping them in time with the man’s now frenzied thrusts. He stared up, mesmerised in the dim streetlight, as Dabi arched his back, his shirt hanging loosely off one shoulder, his ice blue eyes scrunched shut and his mouth agape in a silent moan. He came in three spurts, spilling over Spinner’s hand.
Without pause, Dabi pulled off Spinner’s leaking cock as the other man came for the second time that evening.
Staring up at the roof of the van, Spinner attempted to regain his breath whilst Dabi shifted around above him. He flinched when he felt something drop against his chest. “Clean up,” was the dry order before he heard the jarring slam of the van door open and close, leaving him alone in the cab. He grumbled at the box of tissues on his chest but obediently did as he was told.
The now thoroughly clean van managed to make it back to the base in one piece. Spinner was preparing to gloat when a thump from behind them made his heart jump. He had somehow managed to misjudge the distance between the van and the wall.
“Shigaraki is gonna kill me!” He wailed, smacking his head on the steering wheel.
With an apathetic look, Dabi leaned out the window and took in the unmissable dent on the rear bumper. “It was worth it.”