#dabihawks lemon

[red-riot-unbreakable-heart]

Ok so I think a lot of people have this image of Dabi absolutely dominating the fuck out of our sweet baby Hawks. But I have this headcannon that when the two eventually get together and start getting intimate, it becomes clear that Touya has never had sex before. He's never had the luxury of a quiet moment of intimacy with a lover - he has been so hellbent on revenge across the past decade that he never opened himself up to dating or meeting someone. He knows his scars and charred skin are probably repulsive to most people so he has avoided romantic connections at all costs, disgusted with his appearence.

And then he meets Keigo.

It takes a while to let his guard down after the war - to let Keigo see all of him as he is. Touya is so goddamn surprised to learn that Keigo likes him exactly as he is - charred flesh and all.

Late at night, when their bodies are intertwined and the lights of Keigo's apartment are dimmed low, Touya will let himself be kissed and touched and loved. Keigo will skim kisses across Touya's purple and mottled jawline. If Touya seems relaxed, he'll even reach down to caress the flame villain's hard length over his boxers.

For a while, Touya is always hesitant in bed, never quite sure what to do with his body. At 28, he's never been touched or kissed or stroked. He's so touch starved that Keigo needs to constantly proceed with caution. He works overtime to make sure Touya knows he's safe and that it's alright that he's never had sex before.

Touya knows that if he was on the outside looking in, he'd assume that big bad Dabi is the one dominating the couple's bedroom. But in reality, the intimacy they share has no master or dom. There are only soft, feather light touches and reassuring whispers. Touya learns that pleasure and pain do not go hand in hand - there can be gratification without punishment. He can lose himself in the feeling of Keigo's strong body agains this own, without guilt.

Maybe someday they'll fuck. Maybe one day the bed they share will hold more than just soft caresses and kisses. But for now - what they have is more than enough.

There's absolutely no rush - the war is over, and they have all the time in the world.

[pleathewrites]

bellow the fire into my deadened lungs

chapter 2 excerpt — dabihawks first time read full story here

The second the door shuts with Shouto and Natsuo’s leave, Touya pushes the hero towards his bedroom and pounces on him, causing Keigo to fall back onto his bed with an, “oof!” 

Touya swallows Keigo’s laughter and pulls at the hem of the hero’s shirt, rucking it up to mouth at the tanned skin of his sternum. Keigo moans and arches his back, quickly taking off his shirt and pressing his feathers along the healthy skin his hands don’t reach, talons slightly biting into the flesh of Touya’s thighs.

Keigo’s hands slide up to squeeze Touya’s ass, appreciating the fat that’s accumulated on the scarred man’s body from eating regularly this past month. Keigo groans at the give and moves one hand to grip at Touya’s waist — the soft squish of Touya’s belly makes heat tingle at the base of Keigo’s spine.  

Touya pulls back to fully look at Keigo. The way Keigo’s chest shines with his spit, glints in the dim light around the darker marks made by his own teeth, makes Touya bite his lip.

“Touya, c’mere,” Keigo mumbles, the hands at Touya’s thighs and waist pulling him over to meet Keigo’s open mouth, the hero's tongue sliding inside and lighting the kerosene that sits behind Touya’s teeth. 

Touya grinds down with purpose, slow and heavy for the hero to feel his consuming desire. Keigo’s moan vibrates against Touya’s mouth, down his throat, and he works his hips again, desperate for Keigo’s sound. 

"Feels like someone's happy to see me, hm?" When Keigo smiles, his golden eyes molt into the only heat that Touya feels will never hurt him.

Touya wants Keigo to want him, to need him, just as badly as he does.

He grips golden locks between scarred palms and licks a stripe from the edge of Keigo's jaw up his stubbled cheek.

Keigo’s sharp inhale against Touya’s ear makes his skin hot, and it has nothing to do with his quirk. When Touya feels a taloned hand start to creep inside the bottom of his borrowed shorts and feels cool air graze the bared skin of his ass before the almost burning heat of Keigo’s palm grabbing one of his cheeks fully, a moan spills from his lips and his head falls to the crook of Keigo’s neck. 

Keigo’s hand fondles his asscheek, jiggling the meat of it before giving it a light spank, and it makes Touya laugh, “You're ridiculous, Birdy.”

Keigo turns his head to smirk at Touya, “You’ve got a really cute ass,” punctuating his statement with another firm squeeze. 

Touya groans at the tease of Keigo's talons scraping at his most secret parts, “Then do somethin’ ‘bout it.”

He bites down at the juncture between Keigo’s neck and shoulder and feels the shudder that wracks through the hero’s body. He presses his smile into the skin before sucking hard. 

He feels a soft and fringed pressure start to trail under his shirt and up to his chest, “Hm?” the hero playfully muses as two red feathers firmly press down against Touya’s nipples and cause the man to gasp at the pleasure that zings through his spine, “Do something… Like what?” 

The feathers start to move, light circles at first before alternating to firm sweeps, causing Touya’s hips to shake into Keigo’s hard length and unrelenting grip. 

Touya’s cock starts to weep, a few spots of damp stickiness stamped into the front fabric of his shorts. 

His spine arched, belly sliding against the hero’s tight core. He stretches his neck to run his tongue along Keigo’s earlobe, nipping just a bit under the hero’s black stud, “Fuck me.”

Keigo’s cock twitches under Touya’s own, and they both moan. 

When Touya looks at Keigo’s flushed face, he sees those molten honey eyes have widened into wonder. Keigo’s hand leaves his ass to cup his face, “You sure?” Keigo asks against his mouth. 

Touya bites his scarred lip and moves back to sit on Keigo’s thighs as he takes off his shirt. 

Keigo’s heart blooms in his chest. Touya never takes his shirt off.

Keigo surges up to kiss the scarred man hard.

He sends his feathers to fetch necessary supplies, his own hands cupping Touya’s bare tits, thumbing over puffy nipples, and drinking in every single sound that leaves Touya’s lips. He trails his mouth down Touya’s neck, kissing every staple within sight and whispering utter devotion into stitched skin — ‘so good, so fuckin' beautiful, baby, you're gonna look so fuckin’ good on my cock, so fucking pretty in my hands, Touya, fuck, thank you, thank you, Touya…’  

His teeth scrape a pebbled nipple, and there’s no hesitation before he takes it into his mouth, savoring the velvet feel against his tongue, the pliant give between his bite. 

Touya starts to shake all over. His trembles feel glorious under Keigo’s hands, the vibrations against clinging feathers making the hero borderline delirious.

There’s absolute filth spilling out of Keigo’s mouth, dirty promises to take Touya higher than anything he could ever shoot up his veins, and it makes Touya so fucking hot. 

No one has ever made Touya feel this way, like he’s about to be pulled apart by his very own seams — so utterly worshiped, so deliciously lewd. 

It’s not until he hears the unmistakable sound of something ripping that he registers that Keigo’s talons have shredded Touya’s shorts to tatters.   

He's so sensitive, even just the air against his hole brings him to the edge.

“Fuck,” Touya sighs helplessly as Keigo’s mouth bites a trail to his other nipple. “Kei,” He grips onto blond hair tightly and squeezes the man’s shoulder, needing something to occupy his hands just to deal with the tension. 

A soft pressure nudges at the hand Touya grips Keigo’s shoulder with. When Touya focuses on  looking in that direction, he sees a curled feather carrying a bottle of lube. He opens his hand to engulf both the feather and bottle before maneuvering the objects around a bit until the feather is held between his thumb and middle finger, the lube secure within the cup of his palm. 

Touya slips his fingers free from blond locks and slides them down until they curve around Keigo’s strong jaw, urging the hero’s attention away from Touya's chest. Mischievous gold eyes hold slow contact with Touya’s own as Keigo bites down, sending another zing of hot pleasure down Touya's spine, before slowly easing back and pulling Touya’s nipple taut between his teeth. Touya moans and sucks in a gasp when Keigo lets go, feeling a blurt of his precome smear onto Keigo’s stomach. 

Keigo smirks. 

Touya's eyes narrowed before giving his own slow, devious smile, “How sensitive are your feathers?” 

Keigo’s eyes flicker to the feather held between Touya’s two fingers before looking back at him, “Why?”

Touya gathers a pool of heated saliva on his tongue before bringing the feather to his lips and opening his mouth wide, sticking out his tongue, and giving the feather a full and languid lick.   

Keigo’s pupils dilate and his spine goes ramrod straight, hands squeezing Touya’s waist so tightly, “Shit.” 

Keigo feels every single hot centimeter of Touya's tongue, every slick groove and soft ridge slithering up the hero’s spine and tingling down to his toes.

The reaction causes Touya to smile so fully — pearly whites and pink tongue and glinting stud. Keigo momentarily blanks with how fucking pretty Touya is when he smiles like that. 

That pretty smile closes, both rows of blinding teeth disappearing behind two-toned lips closing over the top half of Keigo’s feather, staple-lined cheeks hollowing out with a firm suck.  

Keigo’s head falls in a groan, forehead pressing into Touya’s collarbone, “Fuck, you're so hot,” and he means that both figuratively and literally because he can feel the heat of Touya’s mouth, how wet it is and how soft the man’s tongue is around that fucking piercing.

Touya moans around the feather, and the sensation overwhelms Keigo — the feeling of being physically inside Touya makes Keigo feel absolutely wild.

Keigo looks up to memorize the scene, thumbing Touya’s plump bottom lip, "One day, I'm gonna push my cock between this gorgeous mouth of yours," He promises.

In desperation, his hands slide down to Touya’s ass and squeeze the cheeks tightly, pulling them out to welcome Touya's tight heat to the home they've built these past two months within Keigo's safehouse. He uses his grip to bring the scarred man down and grind their cocks together.  

He wills the feather in Touya's mouth to press down against the man's tongue and rub against the muscle the way his own tongue would. 

The feeling of the feather moving against Touya’s tongue is extremely foreign to him but it feels so good. Touya moans again, making out with Keigo's feather to get blond’s spine to twitch like before. 

Keigo groans and once again pulls Touya’s asscheeks apart, wider this time, before letting go and reveling in the smack they make when the flesh collides back together. When he does it again, he doesn’t let go, keeping one globe of flesh in each hand. “Touch yourself,” He begs, running a light and careful fingerpad across Touya’s bare hole, reveling in the flutter of puckered flesh when his talon dangerously grazes just underneath, “Please.” 

Touya frantically nods, his chest heaving and hands fumbling to open the bottle and coat his fingers before reaching back and spreading the lube. He exhales a sigh at the feeling, and the feather on his tongue wiggles. 

As Touya works his fingers in and sucks on the feather, Keigo takes to hooking his chin over Touya’s shoulder to watch, keeping the scarred man's cheeks apart and using his hold to grind against him. 

It all feels so good, Touya wonders if he’ll be able to hold out. From the two fingers he's now thrusting in and out of his hole, to Keigo’s warm body and length grinding up into his own, his feather fucking his tongue, Touya feels the tell-tale pressure building quickly at the base of his spine and spread throughout his groin.  

Keigo moves back to watch it all.

Seeing the way Touya moves above him, the circles Touya’s hips make, and the way his neck dangles back and to the side in pleasure makes something inside Keigo release, and he wants to be a part of everything that makes Touya feel good. 

Touya feels Keigo’s left hand slightly pinch the flesh of his asscheek, causing him to yelp in surprise. He looks at the man to say something, but when Keigo brings that hand to his mouth and fucking bites the talons of his index and middle finger clean off, he can only gape. 

Keigo takes advantage of Touya’s open mouth to rise up and thrust his own tongue down Touya's throat, alongside the feather, and both feather and tongue move against Touya’s own. Touya's whining keen is such a delight to be felt by both.

Touya feels Keigo’s arm wiggle between their bodies, under his spread legs, and when two wet fingers thicker than his own start to trace around his rim and touch his own thrusting fingers, he gasps and Keigo removes the feather from Touya’s mouth to the head of his weeping cock. 

Keigo’s middle finger slides in alongside Touya’s own two and the wet feather rubs against the piercing that goes around Touya’s cockhead through his frenulum. 

‘Of fucking course he’s pierced there,’ Sometimes, Keigo can’t even believe Touya is real.

Touya moans so loudly — his mouth opens wide and his voice cracks with the pitch of his throat. The staples at his cheeks strain.

Keigo smiles against those open lips, sucks the bottom in his own mouth, “Mmm,” and he bites at the scarred lip as he crooks his finger, feeling the way Touya’s mouth moves around pleasured whines, “That’s it, baby. Ride my fingers, just like that.” 

Touya can’t help but pull Keigo in for another kiss, his body being wound up so tightly by this wonderful, wonderful man that he needs to express it, somehow, in any way he can. He sucks on Keigo’s tongue, presses the thumb of his free hand into Keigo's jaw, and curls his fingers into the short blond hair at the nape of Keigo’s neck — the way Keigo likes it, the way that makes him whine and groan into Touya’s working mouth. 

Touya pulls back slightly and starts to tug at the waistband of Keigo’s sweats, “I can’t believe you did that,” He marvels, referring to the way Keigo had bit off two of his talons just so he could finger Touya open, “Fuck, doesn’t it hurt?”

“Worth it,” Keigo grins, a little smug as he uses his strength to slightly lift both him and Touya up in assistance to finally push down his sweats enough for his hard cock to literally bob out and smack his stomach. Touya sighs at the sight of it, and Keigo uses that moment to push his second finger in, causing Touya’s sigh to pitch up into a mewl.

Keigo curls his two fingers, and Touya’s back goes taut as a bowstring, “Keigo — !”   

Keigo begins to fuck his fingers roughly into Touya’s wet hole, hitting that sweet spot over and over and over again, feeling the bumps and ridges of Touya’s own lax and slender fingers. The sounds that spill out of Touya’s pretty two-toned lips make the sweetest melody Keigo has ever heard.

Keigo wants to hear this song for the rest of his life. 

The sight of Touya’s quivering body and heaving chest makes Keigo groan into Touya’s puffy nipple, taking it into his mouth with an audible suck before grabbing Touya’s waist with the hand that was clutching his ass. Keigo stretches and tilts his neck to speak straight into Touya’s ear, “D’you wanna cum?”

Touya shakes his head, and Keigo feels his slender fingers move out his hole, “No, n-not yet.” 

Touya wipes off his fingers somewhere along the duvet before pushing Keigo’s shoulder until the hero’s back hits the mattress.

Touya hums as he crowds over Keigo, the change in angle pushing Keigo’s fingers even deeper against his spot. He sighs so lovely when he lolls his head back as his hips swivel and grind into them.

Keigo is so gone for him, "You're fuckin' stunnin’, love."

Touya props a hand on Keigo's chest, his heavy-lidded stare making Keigo dizzy.

Touya drags his hand down Keigo’s chest, his abdomen, scratches at the tuft of blond hair over Keigo’s pelvis before his thumb starts to circle the wet head of Keigo’s cock, watching the way Keigo’s pretty platinum lashes flutter at direct stimulation after so long, “Gods, how do you even look like that.” Touya uses the precum that’s already gathered and dripped down Keigo’s shaft to slide his fingers around it firmly, varying pressure and heat. He watches the hero’s expression at every touch and spits a thick wad of heated saliva onto the tip.

“Shit, Touya,” He loves Touya’s hands but he didn’t know their heat could be used to make him feel so good, twisting at the base and squeezing his cockhead. His mind goes fuzzy with what Touya will feel like inside, “You’re killin’ me here,” because Keigo doesn’t know how long he’ll last with those heavily lidded eyes, half-blazing blue framed by snow-white lashes, glued to him like that. 

Touya smiles, and Keigo’s heart skips a beat before he crooks his fingers meanly, making those beautiful blue eyes widen with a gasp. Touya bends down to bite at Keigo’s jaw, “Want you to fuck me,” and digs a nail into the slit of Keigo’s cock as he pants, “Right now.” 

Keigo groans, gently pulling his fingers out of Touya’s hole, cleaning them off in the similar manner Touya had, and fumbling with his feathers to scramble a condom on. 

He smooths his hands down Touya’s body and pulls until the villain lies directly on top of him, wrapping his arms around Touya’s frame fully and kissing those two-toned lips with a tenderness he feels they’ve skipped out on this whole time. 

The reverent slide of Keigo’s lips against his own simmers the boiling need that had been threatening to spill over within Touya. The warm press brings him back from the haze of seemingly insatiable lust and makes Touya feel like he has all the time in the world to learn the man under him. 

Keigo pulls back, “How do you want me?” and he smooths his hand over Touya’s back in soothing motions, and Touya has an urge to stretch out like a cat. 

Touya bites his lip and thinks about it, thinking about what he wants to feel and what he wants Keigo to feel. He has a feeling Keigo really wants to see his face, but Touya is starting to feel a little bit too exposed and needs a safe space. On the other hand, he wants to feel the hero completely surround him, go as deep as he can go, and touch wherever taloned hands covet in the moment.

He moves off of Keigo to lie on his side with his elbow hoisting his upper body up and uses his free hand to grab Keigo’s arm and pull it over his waist, the heat of Keigo’s skin immediately warming his own, “Like this?” He looks over his shoulder and raises his eyebrow.   

Keigo lets out a satisfied hum and begins to get comfortable, reaching behind him to grab a pillow and stuff it where Touya’s head would lay before sliding his own arm under Touya’s neck and curling it around his shoulders. This way, Touya’s lower half remains sideways whereas his upper body has the mobility of either resting on his back to face Keigo or turning on his side to face the wall. 

Touya likes the versatility. 

Keigo pressed a kiss to Touya’s cheek, “Anything you don’t want, love?” 

Touya’s aquamarine eyes meet Keigo’s with a trust that makes Keigo’s heart flutter tenfold, “Just don’t pull my hair. You can touch it, play with it, whatever, but not… like the way I do it to you.”

Keigo pushes Touya’s hips slightly forward, his large wing coming around to surround their bodies in an open cocoon, the feathers at the end dancing around the twinkling jewelry of Touya’s pierced navel, “Got it, Hot Stuff.”

He grabs the meat at the back of Touya’s inner thigh to spread him wide, pulling Touya's leg over his hip, and slides right in. 

Keigo’s pelvis presses against the tops of Touya’s asscheeks and his cock is nestled so deep. 

They both groan. 

The all-encompassing heat around Keigo is absolutely maddening, and Keigo’s cock hits all of Touya’s right places.

Touya encouragingly moves his hips back with a whimper, and Keigo sighs in his ear, “Oh, Touya. You’re so fuckin’ lovely like this.”

The dam breaks. 

Keigo’s hands are everywhere; squeezing Touya's tits, pressing into his belly, smoothing over his balls, and touching where they both connect, occasionally slipping a finger alongside Keigo's cock to hear Touya whine and feel the hitch of his breath through devoted feathers. Keigo uses the hand under Touya’s neck to smooth back his dampened bangs and kiss his smooth forehead, turn his jaw to capture his mouth and suck on his tongue. Keigo clasps his hand gently around Touya’s delicate throat — not choking but just enough pressure to remind Touya that Keigo is here, with him, around him, on him, in him.   

When Touya comes, it’s with Keigo’s name on his lips, Keigo’s spit in his mouth, and feathers wrung tight around his thighs. It’s the look of Touya’s expression when he orgasms, his upturned brows and open mouth, that tips Keigo over the edge, too. 

They stay like that for a moment, connected and dazed in the afterglow, with Touya’s hand buried in Keigo’s hair and Keigo's talons pressing into the meat of Touya’s chest.

When the haze finally clears, Keigo gently pulls out and rolls to collapse on his back, breathing heavily, “Wow. Fuck.”

Touya snorts, he can’t help but agree, “Yeah.” 

He rolls to his other side and curls up against Keigo, folding an arm over the blond’s sweaty chest while red feathers scoop as much of the mess off Touya’s stomach before they float off to the sink. 

“Rest, Kei. Put your feathers down and relax.”  

Keigo winds an arm around Touya’s shoulders, “This is the most relaxed I’ve been in years,” before he uses a hand to press taloned fingers against Touya’s jaw and angle his head up, “We’re definitely doing that again. Gimme, like, ten minutes.”

Keigo catches Touya’s laugh in his mouth, and as he slowly kisses the hero, Touya thinks that if this is his last night of freedom, then he’s okay with it.

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Perfect for Me, Perfect for You

“Well?”

“‘Well’ what?”

“How does it feel?”

Dabi stares down at the protrusion from against her pelvis and frowns. It’s not that it feels uncomfortable, it’s that it should feel uncomfortable. The whole apparatus should feel wrong and it doesn’t. It doesn’t feel foreign or unwieldy, and even though it’s a bright red dildo that doesn’t match her complexion at all, her fucked up brain is translating it as the extension that was always missing—her body made a fraction more right than the disappointment it’s always been.

“It’s fine.”

And while she’s dismissing Hawks’ searching words, looking up, the woman is smiling at her like she said everything Hawks wanted to hear. She holds her hands out to Dabi and Dabi shuffles forward, eyes focused on the way that the dildo waves with every step.

“You look so good like this, pretty boy,” Hawks whispers in that husky voice of hers that, on a normal night, sends shivers down Dabi’s spine, but tonight takes her breath away. She’s gazing at Dabi’s cock, licking her lips, and suddenly the room doesn’t have enough air in it. When Hawks reaches a hand out, wraps strong, but delicate fingers around the dildo, Dabi can’t help but moan. Her body swears it can feel it—the friction up and down the shaft, the unfathomable pleasure when Hawks’ hand passes over the head. Dabi’s head tilts back as she moans to the ceiling, her own hand gripping Hawks’ shoulder for a modicum of purchase. She feels the tug on the harness, feels when Hawks’ hand hits the base and when it cradles the head. Over and over, Dabi can only hear the thrum of her own heart until Hawks’ voice calls above it—

“Look at me, firefly.”

Dabi doesn’t know when Hawks got down onto her knees, but she’s pretty and soft between Dabi’s spread feet, gold eyes looking up at her through golden lashes as she holds the base of Dabi’s cock. Her lips part, a pretty pink tongue rested on the lower one. She’s seen it loll out, stupid and mindless as Dabi’s fingers fuck her deep enough to make her keen and cry, singing like a canary for everyone to hear. But like this in front of Dabi’s cock, it makes her body tense up. When Hawks leans forward and goes for it, licks over the head, Dabi can’t help but whine and the whine melts into a moan when Hawks takes the whole thing into her mouth.

It’s not monstrous, maybe that’s what makes it so believable, but it still creates a slight bulge in her throat when Hawks swallows and it makes Dabi’s vision grow white at the edges. She’s gripping Hawks’ hair by the roots and when Dabi applies a bit of pressure, Hawks moans low and filthy even with Dabi filling her throat.

It’s all over for Dabi then. She starts to drag her up and down the length of her cock, lets herself buck her hips to force Hawks to take more of it, all the while, Hawks’ hands scramble on Dabi’s thighs, talons catching the staples, pulling at them and sparking a moment’s pain to sharpen the pleasure.

She doesn’t stop when tears start to stream down Hawks’ cheeks and she doesn’t stop when Hawks’ eyes roll back into her skull and she goes passive other than the whimpers that escape when Dabi pulls out only to thrust back in. Over and over, she feels a hot sort of frenzy in her gut, a stickiness on her thighs that she can almost pass off as just sweat. She’s content to chase that maddening feeling as far as it will take her, but then she feels something against her foot and realizes Hawks has been dragging her swollen clit over Dabi’s foot, humping stupidly while Dabi fucks her throat. Only then does she drag Hawks off, finally letting her catch her breath as she hangs limply from the hold Dabi has on her hair.

“Oh, pretty bird, are you wet?” Dabi taunts, looking down at where Hawks has made a significant wet spot in her panties. “Do you like it when daddy fucks your throat? Like being daddy’s cock sleeve?”

Hawks gives a wet sniffle and tries to nod as her mouth moves uselessly, croaking when words fail her. She’s so beautiful, Dabi thinks, noting the way that a tear drips from her jaw onto her bare tits. When she’s flushed and her lips are bitten, she’s a right picture and Dabi can pretend she’s the only one who’s seen it. …but this is new, lips swollen and wet from sucking cock; sucking Dabi’s cock.

Her other hand comes up, holding the side of Hawks’ face and her heart nearly leaps out of her chest when Hawks immediately presses into her palm, a needy pet looking for affection and needing it solely from Dabi.

Dabi scoops her to her chest and then eases her back onto her shitty futon behind them before laying Hawks out. Her wings are spread flat, the redness in them drawing into focus the redness of Hawks’ cheeks, her mouth, down into her chest, her nipples, all of her so red, so wanting, and Dabi who wants nothing more than to give it to her.

Dabi kneels between her legs and when she leans in to kiss her, Hawks chirps into the embrace. Her arms are immediately tight around Dabi’s shoulders like she doesn’t want her to get away. Dabi holds her back, kissing her deep and hot, imagines that she’s tasting herself on Hawks’ tongue—her sweat, her skin, her precum—but for now, she’ll just embrace what she has, what she adores about her.

Hawks whines when she pulls away, but when Dabi sets to kissing her jaw, her neck, leaving marks behind that make Hawks’ toes curl, she falls into a compliant mess beneath Dabi. She renews the ones that need it, makes new ones in the spaces where there’s nothing at all, and down, down, down Dabi conquests her body until she’s level with Hawks’ clit. It strains in her panties, an obvious tent that Dabi relishes in seeing each and every time. When she curls a hand around it, gives a slight squeeze, Hawks cries out and sobs, bucking into Dabi’s hand.

“Easy, pretty thing, easy. Daddy’s got you. Just be good for daddy.”

She peels the fabric down her legs, lets Hawks’ clit free until it curls over her stomach, leaks onto her skin. Dabi doesn’t have to do more than touch the inside of Hawks’ thighs before they’re spreading wide, begging for what Dabi has throbbing between her legs.

She’s fingered her, eaten her out, sucked her off, turned Hawks into a writhing mess a thousand different ways, but tonight? Tonight, she’s going to fuck her and the idea makes all the blood in her body rush between her legs fast enough that her head spins.

Even in her haste, she knows how to care for Hawks. She works her pussy open until it’s wet and gaping, one finger and then two and then three, until Hawks is egging her on, begging for more while doing her best to hump back onto Dabi.

Dabi runs her other hand over Hawks’ stomach, shushing her.

“Be a good girl and lie back. You know how it goes.” And even if this is the first time they’ve done this, Hawks performs for her like this is a nightly occurrence: she spreads her legs as far as they’ll go, stretches her arms high above her head, wings unfurled like she’s putting every inch of herself on display for Dabi’s pleasure and, fuck, Dabi is loving every second.

Dabi’s eyes, though, are fastened between Hawk’s legs where the head of her cock is pressing against her hole. She takes a deep breath, in through her nose and out through her mouth, before sinking in, letting Hawks take little by little.

Even though she can’t feel it, the sight of Hawks giving around her, the sounds that Hawks makes as she’s filled, the way Hawks’ hands shoot out to grip Dabi’s arms with talon-sharp hold, and how her hole sucks Dabi so deep that it pulls at the harness all makes Dabi’s legs quake. Her hands are tight on Hawks’ waist and she tries, she tries so hard to keep herself together, from thrusting in every inch. She’s sure Hawks would be thankful for it, if she had the words. As it is, her eyes are fluttering, there’s that line of concentration on her brow, and her breaths are short, labored things. Dabi extricates one hand from her waist to stroke her face. Not more than a single touch and Hawks’ eyes fly open, black only barely lined with a thread of gold, focused solely on Dabi.

“I’ve got you, songbird. I’m here.”

Hawks melts into that, melts into Dabi’s touch with her whole being as her body relaxes. They breathe together until Hawks gives the barest nod of her head.

Little by little they proceed like that, Dabi fighting herself to only feed Hawks portions slow enough for Hawks to adjust until finally, finally, Dabi is buried to the hilt.

Both of them are panting, clinging to one another. Hawks’ claws are buried in Touya’s shoulder now and she feels the cold tingle of blood trickle over her skin, but more than that, Dabi can feel Hawks’ blistering heat against her thighs.

“Good? Can I—“

“Please.” Hawks licks her lips. “Please fuck me.”

It’s not a new phrase, it’s one Hawks loves to use, in fact, but here and now with Dabi’s cock pressed all the way into her, Dabi feels like this is something the universe has never seen before. She pulls out, watches the way that Hawks gives her back every inch, bright red and nearly the same color as Hawks’ hole. The woman beneath her shudders and sighs until just the tip sits just inside of her wet cunt. Dabi hovers for a moment, watches Hawks’ blissed out expression, how her eyes are unfocused, but still trained entirely on Dabi like she’s the only thing in the world. When Dabi doesn’t thrust back in immediately, a little more sharpness comes to her gaze and she lets out a plaintive little whine that makes Dabi chuckle. She flexes her fingers on Hawks’ hips before snapping her own hips forward. Hawks immediately lifts her voice to the heavens, letting every other person in the building know how good Dabi feels inside of her. Every thrust is met with a louder, more encouraging sound until Dabi is bent low over Hawks whose legs are wrapped like a vice around her waist.

“That’s it, that’s it, pretty thing, take it like a good girl.”

Hawks’ voice melts into wordless pleas as Dabi drags her onto her cock, the curve of her ass slapping against Dabi’s pelvis. Lubricant smears across her skin making the clap of skin even louder. The sound of it echoes in her brain and Dabi thrusts harder, faster, tries to make the sound reverberate even more in the shitty apartment she keeps. But above it all comes Hawks wailing, crying out, begging for Dabi’s cock inside of her.

“More? You want more?” Dabi asks as she stops, buried to the hilt and grinding herself deep into Hawks’ heat. Hawks’ eyes fly open, staring unseeing at the ceiling as she flutters hungrily around Dabi. For a few moments she can only pant like a bitch in heat before giving a belated nod.

“Do you know how to ask for it?” Dabi rolls her hips, pushing deeper into her. Hawks lets out a strained sound, once again mouthing uselessly as only a gurgle breaks free.

“Oh, little hero, too dumb for words? Have I given you too much to handle? I could always stop…”

And she starts to pull out despite the fact she herself is shaking, despite the fact that there’s nowhere else in the world she’d rather be.

“No!” Hawks’ voice cracks as she digs her talons into Dabi’s shoulders and tries to thrust back onto Dabi’s cock. For her part, Dabi can’t help her laughter as one hand moves to Hawks’ stomach, petting over it as she lets out a cooing sound.

“Please, please…” Hawks squirms, trying to seat herself fully on Dabi’s cock and failing. “N-Need… Need you, daddy. Need you to give it to me… Want it all… Make me yours…”

And it always makes Dabi’s body tingle on end when Hawks talks like that. It never fails to make something click like a switch in her brain flipping. Hawks always makes her a little stupid, impulsive, and this is no different. Japan’s beloved Pro-Hero and she’s on her back, begging for Dabi’s cock like a cheap whore. How is she supposed to contain herself, to not want to ruin her? Everything Dabi touches is rot and Hawks is no different, but still she comes crawling back, begging for Dabi and the destruction she causes.

She stares at her with eyes wide and glassy, unshed tears clinging to her lashes. Harsh pants escape parted lips and Dabi can’t help but feel that stirring in her chest, the same one that only comes to light around Hawks. Her golden demeanor, her warm laughter, her genuine smile all for Dabi’s benefit. And this, this gift to fill in the void that Dabi’s never admitted to, but that Hawks has seen. It’s easy to dismiss it, to say that it’s because Hawks wants to get fucked, but Dabi knows better. She knows Hawks. This isn’t for Dabi, it isn’t for Hawks, it’s for them. Because whatever this thing is between them is greater than anything Dabi’s ever had before and when it ends, everything always ends, Dabi will be in pieces. But for now, for tonight?

She flexes her hands on Hawks’ waist as she bucks her hips up, delving all the way inside of Hawks again. A wail as sweet as spun sugar leaves Hawks’ lips and Dabi feels the ghost of her breath against her own mouth as she puts their foreheads together.

“You are mine,” Dabi insists, starting to fuck her in earnest. “Every inch of your body is mine to claim, pretty bird. Your lips, your tits, your wings, your pussy—they’re mine. Go on, say it.”

“Yours! I’m yours, fuck, just— Don’t stop. Don’t stop, daddy, please fill me.”

A new kind of tingle runs through Dabi’s body at that, a fire sparking in her belly as her thighs tense at that.

“Yeah? Fill you?” Dabi growls. “Want me to cum inside of you? Fill your womb?”

Hawks nods frantically at that, swallowing around a sob.

“Knock me up. Please— Please, Dabi, fuck your cum into me, I wanna leak with you.”

It’s Dabi’s turn to moan as she drops her head against Hawks’ completely. Her body moves of its own accord, fucking her cock deep as it can go into Hawks. Body trembling, thighs tensing, her breath leaves her as pants as her body burns. It’s not pain that seizes her, but a pleasure so potent it makes her head spin. It’s been years since she’s felt this, but whereas others touching her and even touching herself had left a crawling, nauseating sensation mingled with the pleasure, this is raw ecstasy. For a fraction of a moment, her body is perfect and she can give Hawks everything she aches to give to her.

“I’m close— Oh, firefly, I’m close. Please. Please.”

Hawks’ hands scramble from Dabi’s back to Dabi’s waist, reaching around to grab her ass as she pulls on Dabi, tries to force her deeper, harder. Dabi uses the encouragement to release Hawks’ waist, reaching down to wrap a hand around her swollen, leaking clit, pumping it in her hand to the rhythm of her thrusts. Hawks’ cries grow louder, sweeter, but Dabi knows she can give her more. The other hand releases Hawks’ waist to reach up and past her, fingers digging into the vibrant, red plumage and curling her fingers into the tertial feathers towards the meat of her wings.

The response is instantaneous. Hawks lets out a sound more animal than human as her back arches, her wings snap open, and her eyes roll back into her skull. Her body convulses on Dabi’s cock as she trembles, orgasm overtaking her and turning her into the loveliest creature Dabi’s ever seen. And with the noise, the sensation of Hawks cumming against her body, clinging to Dabi’s cock, she feels a fuzziness at the edge of her vision and a new, sharp pleasure take root all through her. Dabi clings tight to Hawks as her hips still and a rolling orgasm whites everything out. The glaring numbness that makes up her world is gone for a moment replaced by an earth-shattering pleasure.

She, too, is shaking when the room starts to come back into focus. Her faculties are fuzzy, blurred at the edges like an alcoholic buzz. So when Hawks tugs on her, she lays down on top of her body. They’re both sticky and damp, but fall into one another with practiced ease.

“Well?” Hawks asks again.

Dabi lifts her head up from where she’d been lulled into a catatonic state by the slow drag of Hawks’ fingers through her hair, blinking open one eye and then the other.

“Well what?”

Hawks snorts and pulls at her ear, Dabi raising a hand to swat mildly at her.

“How was having a dick?”

Dabi is quiet for a second, gazing at the wall opposite them. She knows she’ll know no peace now that her hindbrain has seen what kind of chaos she can wreak with a dick and it certainly pleases something integral to see it swinging from between her legs. Hawks has used the term ‘gender euphoria’ before and Dabi thinks that that’s as close to an explanation of the night as she can get.

She doesn’t say that though, sort of just shrugs and loops her arms around Hawks’ waist as she buries her face into Hawks’ tits.

“I think you had the better time, for fuck’s sake, howling like you want me to put a baby in you.”

“You were just as into it as I was.”

“Oh, absolutely. Who the fuck wouldn’t want to knock up a pretty girl with perky tits like yours?”

Hawks laughs and it’s that warm, carefree sound that Dabi takes way too much pleasure in. It sends a different kind of shiver down her spine and makes her want to tuck in and burrow into the warmth of it.

“Come on. Clean up first, nap second.”

Dabi sighs heavily and pulls out of Hawks, looking down again to see the red dildo sway between her legs.

Yeah. Yeah, alright, Dabi thinks as she walks to the bathroom attached to her studio apartment and runs a washcloth under the sink before heating it with her hands, maybe, for now, there’s joy to being known.

[dadzawa-adopt-dabi]

Dabi was beyond tired at this point. Dabi didn't know if his hormones or his heart were missing his chosen Alpha more. His bonding scar was a consistent throbbing ache these days. Hawks hadn't been the one to give him that, the Alpha who did was dead, but Keigo did fuck him over into his current situation. 

Fucked him over well enough to send Dabi into a heat for the first time in years with his courting and caring for Dabi. Fucked him so Dabi had been crying on Keigo's knot, swallowing every kiss and word of praise from the Hero’s lips. It had been his first heat in years, Dabi had thought that he was barren, his cycles another mistake from his persistent body.

That a previous miscarriage combined with starvation while the Omega has been living on the street was enough to make his heat’s completlty erattic and ruin any future chances of children. They were short thankfully, however, they were always intense and much more painful than they used to be.

Dabi went several years without a true heat. They still came around when he was having luck with food or shelter, but they stopped in less than a week. Not that it had mattered when Dabi had been too paranoid to stay any longer than it had taken to run its course.

Keigo had made him feel safe, in a way that was also fun. Teasing each other and leading the flirtatious Hero down alley’s to favorite bolt holes and eventually love hotels. Teasing the Alpha with sparks of flames on brilliant red wings whenever he was caught and barely there kisses.

So when he had another heat start, the first one since him and Keigo started a relationship. Dabi hadn’t gone to one of his bolt holes he had called his Alpha, or rather, the Hero Alpha he was hooking up with. Wanting to use the nest he had at Keigo’s apartment. Finally get some relief from the almost painful need and let Keigo’s presence sooth the broken bond mark for once instead of suffering the few days alone. 

The severed bond always flared up like it was on fire when he went into heat since he had killed his Alpha. Dabi had toyed with the idea of letting Keigo mark him and renewing that connection before, however he still hadn’t told Keigo about it yet. Keeping the lights off during sex and Keigo’s nips on the gland were always light and respectful. There were things that both of them were aware they hadn’t told each other yet. The courtship was too new and both of them seemed to want to bask in the ‘honeymoon phase’ before talking about the past. At the time it had seemed like it could wait, the Villain and Hero dynamic and Dabi’s messy past something they could infinitely put off.

Hawks had showed up smelling like safety and Alpha, swooped Dabi up into his arms and Dabi had felt his lips twitch into a smile at the Hero’s theatrics.

“Where are we going, princess?” Keigo had whispered in his ear as they were high in the air. Dabi’s head tucked next to his scent gland and surrounded by Keigo’s soft coat. Dabi’s ,muffled smart ass response had been muffled yet enough to have Keigo laughing as he aquisenced. Soaring towards his penthouse with his Omega in his arms.

Dabi hadn't expected the first heat in years to be so good. Dabi hadn't expected the way he would drip slick, that hadn't ever happened even back with his Ex. Dabi didn't always produce slick anymore and his scent was much more muted than it had been before he had been mated.

 

Keigo still said he smelled delicious, mouthing at each burnt scent gland. Dabi's puckered skin had felt like it was being stabbed with needles, his scent glands that worked pumping out pheromones in response to Keigo's clean bright scent. He wanted to wake up in the Alpha's bed surrounded by Keigo’s smell and light spilling across the rainbows. The Omega wasn't supposed to have true heats anymore, too thin according to his friends, Sako and Kuroguri, too stressed.

 

Hawks, ironically, had been the one forcing Dabi to slow down. Every meeting had come with a meal, every round of sex with longing eyes and soft touches that had Dabi arching into him for more. Broken bond mark forgotten about, melting into soft kisses and Keigo's warm arms.

Dabi had gotten through the worst of the aches and wants on his own before finally breaking down. Begging Keigo to fuck him through the last of it, It was lasting so much longer than Dabi had gotten used to. Flushed and feverish, Keigo had settled Dabi into an ice bath, soothing the furious quirk under Dabi’s skin. Drying the sensitive Omega’s skin off with a fluffy towel as the Omega whimpered and begged. Letting Dabi inhale his scent until his muscles were lax, on the verge of purring with slit eyes.

 

“Please Kei, it burns. It’s so much worse than usual. “ Dabi kept pressing against his Alpha, whining and squirming uncomfortably.

 

“Just breathe my scent okay? I promise it will help.” Keigo ran his fingers through Dabi’s hair, cupping the back of his neck. Stroking his thumb over the edge of Dabi’s scar. Whenever Dabi’s fingers in his hole weren’t enough for the Omega to orgasm on his own, he’d pull them out, sopping wet. Then he would follow his nose with a whine and swing one leg over Keigo’s, stadeling the Alpha’s strong thighs. Rutting against the Hero with soft little pants as Keigo stole tastes of slick off Dabi’s fingers with gentle sucks and small kisses.

 

“Alpha, it’s not enough. It Hurts Kei, you dont have to look, don’t have to smell me, just please, fuck me.” Dabi was pulling Hawks hands under his clothes, pulling Keigo’s hand down past his soft cocklet and when Keigo slipped two of his fingers into his hole Dabi let out a loud moan. Half relief and half frustration it wasn’t enough.

 

“Baby, I always love your scent, I love the way you look, I love you.” Keigo pressed right on Dabi’s old mating scar unknowingly. Dabi’s eyes rolled back as he thrusted on Keigo’s fingers. Keigo’s hand was getting drenched with slick. The Alpha licked his lips, wanting to lick out of the source instead of the scraps he had been getting off of Dabi’s hands. 

Pressing on the broken bond mark brought such relief Dabi nearly came from that alone. The consistent burning and empty feeling from it disappeared. Why was Keigo being so stupid, he just wanted to be fucked, speared open on that knot the way he knew Keigo could.

“Fucking prove it then.” He snarled, tiny omega fangs nipping at Keigo. Keigo gave a deep growl in response. Rendering Dabi completely boneless on Hawks chest as he submitted to his Alpha with a whimper as Keigo yanked his fingers out of his hole. 

“It’s not like I can get pregnant, dumbass. I’m a useless Omega and a Villain, remember Hero? No mating and no babies. I smell like shit with a body that can't handle the only positive thing about me.” Dabi snarled against his Alpha as he watched him lick his fingers clean. His hole throbbed in want again at the sight. Keigo’s growl deepened. Genuinely angry Dabi spoke about himself like that.

“I thought I’d fucked that kind of talk out of you. Guess I’ll have to remind you of some things, love.” Hawks whispered in Dabi’s ear. Enjoying the shiver that went through his mate, even if they hadn’t made it official yet. Dabi was the one for Hawks, the only mate he wanted.

Dabi whined in frusteration when instead of finally fucking him, Keigo removed his panties, grinning at Dabi as he gave a broad lick to Dabi’s cock. He loved to play with the peircings, to make Dabi fuck him with them. Taking it into his mouth as Dabi’s hands fisted in his hair. Letting the Omega hump his face until tears were forming in Dabi’s eyes and his hold was practically pouring slick. Hawks gave it one more soft kiss before sticking his face into Dabi’s folds, drinking the slick out of his Omega’s hole like a starving man. Dabi’s hole quivered with each pass of Keigo’s tongue, squirming as Keigo held him still. Making the heat build higher, and the spring in his stomach wind tighter, it wasn’t enough. Dabi whimpered as he was brought to the edge only to have Keigo pull him back. The broken bond mark throbbed, puffing up, begging to be bitten again. Marked and cherished the way he hadn’t been his entire life, the way Keigo promised him he was.

“You have no idea how much I’ve been wanting to fuck you unconscious, until even in heat you can’t take it." Keigo's lips and chin were shiny with Dabi's slick. Instead of coming up to kiss him like Dabi was begging for, Keigo turned his attention to the inside of Dabi's thigh. One of Dabi's only working scent glands, he sucked and nibbled at the skin around it. Making it swell, beg for attention. Hawks growled deep enough he felt his chest rumble with it biting directly onto the gland. 

Dabi practically screamed as he came. Slick gushed out of his hole, soaking Keigo’s face as he nipped the gland and soothed it in turn. 

Keigo pressed a soft kiss to the gland again before working his way back up Dabi's body. Loving every twitch and arch of Dabi’s body into his own. Whispering praises against his skin and inhaling Dabi’s scent. He loves the Omega beneath him. Loves his tenacity, strength and every moment that they’ve had to fight to get this far.

“I love you, Dabi. Every inch of you, so stop thinking I’m going to leave you or whatever else is going through your beautiful head.” Hawks sealed their lips together and positioned his neglected cock against Dabi’s hole. Teasing them both by not letting anything more than the very tip into Dabi’s heat, letting just the head rest against Dabi’s fold. 

“You can’t feel how bad you make me want you? Dabi, baby, all you had to do was ask me. I was trying to be good to you, yet here you were thinking I didn’t want you. That I could ever not want my perfect Omega.”  Dabi bared his fangs and snapped his teeth at Keigo’s teasing, at the Hero’s soft words he wanted to believe. Flipping them and sinking down onto Hawks cock in one smooth motion. Keigo’s hands found their way to his hips, rubbing soothing circles there as he throbbed inside Dabi. The Omega’s walls were milking him even before Dabi grasped his Alpha’s hands and brought them up to his pierced nipples. 

“I'm in heat. Now do your damn job, Alpha, and fuck me out of it. Pretend I can get pregnant if your stupid knot fucks me good enough, fucking sap.” Keigo didn’t have to be told twice. The rest of Dabi’s heat a messy pleasure filled blur, and maybe a day or so longer. Just to be extra sure Keigo’s Omega was fully taken care of.

A flash of pain tore Dabi to the present. Body heating to an uncomfortable degree inside the ratty nest he had thrown together. A wave of false cramps had him gritting his teeth and fumbling for his phone.

Dabi's hands trembled as he dialed his Alpha's number and breathed through the pain. As the pain faded so did his overactive quirk, leaving the pregnant villain shivering and cold. Thin fingers hesitated over Keigo's number, he wanted his alpha here with him…especially if his body failed him again.

 

He hadn't expected to be back to this. Nesting in closets. In abandoned buildings, because Dabi had thought with his dick and half working glands. His gland high up on his inner thigh throbbed as if in mockery and he felt his soft sweats get stickier. There was blood crusted around the area and his sleeves had dried blood crusted on the cuffs at this point, Dabi felt the urge to start crying again as the threadbare borrowed shirt brushed against his sensitive nipples. His entire chest ached and was sore. The Omega felt miserable laying in the shabby excuse of a nest. Built with whatever he could find in this abandoned apartment. His baby shifted inside him, and he curled his arms tight around himself, hanging up the cell phone in a daze. 

 

A buzzing noise had been going on for a while. Perhaps someone was looking for the previous occupants of the apartment he was in. The Omega ignored it in favor of turning his phone in his hands. Should he call Keigo? The Alpha was a Hero, and Dabi missed him. But what would he say about Dabi’s obvious condition? Would he even accept it was his? Or would he accuse Dabi of sleeping around on him? What if he didn’t want them? Dabi had told Hawks not to bother with a condom, that he was infertile and that it wasn’t necessary. 

 

Dabi listened to the buzzing for the apartment stop and a window shattered. Whoever it was would leave when they realized there was nothing to steal here. Several months pregnant, reeking of distress, milk and blood, no one would want Dabi anyways. No Alpha but Keigo had ever treated him well anyways, and now his stupid body had fucked everything up. He shouldn't be able to get pregnant. That heat shouldn’t have been able to even happen.

The Villain wasn't even sure what he was waiting for. For Keigo to find him? Did he want to raise the baby himself? As a single Omega, and Villian? Dabi had long since stopped planning for accidental babies. Why would someone who couldn’t get pregnant worry about a surprise pregnancy?

Dabi didn’t even hear Keigo enter the apartment, too deep in thought. He only realized his Alpha is there once he sees the Alpha’s feet approach his nest. This deep in his instincts, and a ball of misery, he does not hesitate to spit a pitiful amount of blue flames at his Alpha. Catching a red feather on fire, hissing low and deep in his chest. Dabi’s quirk has been malfunctioning for months now. Keigo flashes his much larger fangs back at Dabi, but only for a moment as he inspected the sad nest and he sniffed the air. A deep concerned frown overtaking his face as he knelt down beside the thrown together nest.

"Babe, where are you hurt?" Keigo's eyes lock with Dabi's, soft and concerned candied honey. There's a twitch of fear as the Alpha catches a glance of the bloodied sleeves and pants. The soft sweats the Omega had run out in weren’t Dabi’s usual dark colors that hid blood easily.

"I'm sorry." Dabi choked out, his distress growing, hands knotting in the fabric of his nest as he resisted grabbing onto his Alpha, his Hero. "I didn't think I could do it. I'm sorry Alpha, I didn't mean to fuck this up.”

Keigo climbed into the nest in seconds, proper Alpha behavior and boundaries be damned. Letting Dabi scorch his bare arms with his hands throwing sparks as Hawks shoved his coat into the nest and inspected his mate. Panic making his hands shake as he carefully tries to unfurl Dabi’s balled up form.

"Dabi." Keigo can't seem to breathe, trying not to panic as his mate curls around his knees. Safe, Alpha-the only one Dabi likes, calming scent helps slow Dabi’s breathing to the point he can gulp in the fresh scented air. Citrus and mint, everything that makes Dabi feel refreshed and relaxed. 

"Did you hurt yourself?" Hawks is carefully trying not to touch Dabi while still urgently trying to inspect the source of Dabi's bleeding.

Dabi shakes his head, unable to put much effort into keeping his arms around his baby bump, he lets Keigo uncurl him. The hero doesn't notice for several long minutes, focused on soothing his Omega and wiping the bloody tears around Dabi's eyes away. His Omega won't meet his eyes,it breaks the Hero’s heart to have Dabi avoiding him so clearly. Keigo presses a chaste kiss to Dabi's forehead, soothing back his hair before pulling the Villain into an embrace. Dabi's head resting on his shoulder and inhaling his scent. 

Keigo held Dabi against him, soothingly rubbing a hand down Dabi's back as he waited for Dabi to open up about where he had been for months. The Hero closes his eyes and tells himself that he is exaggerating the knobs he can feel of Dabi's spine, that he's not that skinny. Dabi had been getting healthier the last he had seen him. But that was months ago, before Dabi had started getting sick. Then he completely disappeared. If his Omega was dying, if his body was giving out on him, Keigo wouldn't survive that.

Keigo finally felt Dabi's swollen stomach against his own as he moved to roll them into a more comfortable position.All thought stopped and hawks froze as he stared down at Dabi’s round belly. Dabi whimpered in distress, something he had never done before to Keigo. It felt wrong, and grated on his sluggish brain, as he tried to get it back up and running.

"I thought I couldn't anymore. Keigo-" Dabi hurried out, tears threatening to fall again. Pulling himself away from Keigo and pulling one of his arms back around his baby belly. Dabi didn't know what he was thinking, he hadn't been able to keep his baby alive last time, from his alpha or his own body rejecting the pregnancy.

Keigo felt tears drip down his cheek and he pulled Dabi closer into an embrace. His Villain, His Omega, the love of Keigo's life, had not deserved to have such a long string of devastation in his life. No one deserved that. A hard tremble started from Dabi and Keigo rumbled comfortingly to him. gathering Dabi close so the Omega could lay on his chest and listen to his heartbeat. Identical to the position, Dabi always woke up in Keigo’s bed.

Keigo let out a comforting rumble. He was beginning to feel on edge, normally Hawks was good at keeping a cool head when Dabi needed him. However his Omega was distressed and had blood on him, to top it off his Omega had run away to attempt a nest that was not his own. He wanted to bring Dabi home, take a bath with him to clean the Omega of the foreign scents sticking to him and wrap him in blankets. Before passing out and getting a full night's worth of sleep for the first time in several months.

“I’m not mad, Dabi. Not over this, I could never be, Omega.” Keigo felt his own eyes dampen as a high pitched whine escaped Dabi’s clenched teeth. The affectionate way Keigo said Omega was always a soft spot for him, able to make Dabi’s walls crumble.

“I didn’t know Hawks, I didn’t know I still could, I don’t know what I want to do. What do we do?” Dabi’s eyes stung, his throat was raw, but Hawks arms held him close, not letting him feel abandoned or alone. until Dabi was resting on top of his Hero while desperately scenting him. 

There was a lot Keigo wanted to ask his lover as he picked him up to take him back to their nest. It could wait until Dabi was home, safe and willing to talk to him. Keigo was quiet on the way home, focusing on getting his sick mate and their baby home. Trying not to plan for a future he didn’t know if Dabi was willing or able to give them. Maybe Dabi didn’t want their baby, maybe he had been hiding in that decrepit building because he didn’t want Keigo either.

Hawks landed on his balcony, refusing to let Dabi out of his arms as he had a feather open the door, carrying Dabi into the bathroom. It was a physical need to sate his instincts, to wash Dabi clean of the scent of distress and blood that clung to his pregnant mate. He wanted to smell Dabi, happy and pregnant, his scent slightly milky.  Keigo’s hands shook as he stripped Dabi carefully out of his sweats. Aware of his talons and their sharp edges. Neglected in the absence of his mate.

“Keigo.” Dabi whispered as Hawks refused to look him in the eyes,talons carefully resting on Dabi’s pregnancy bump. Hovering over it just a second too long, showing just a little too much how much he wanted this. How beautiful Dabi looked with his stomach swollen and fantasy’s of him letting Keigo press kisses to the baby bump. “Look at me.”

Keigo refused, turning the faucet on to start filling up the large hot tub. Dabi would probably appreciate it, his feet probably hurt. Later Keigo could rub lotion into his stretched skin. Massage away the stress and knots, maybe feel their baby kick, kissing both his baby and giving his Omega care he needed to. Dabi had been gone for months, Keigo hadn’t, he hadn't slept well and now he just wanted to care for his mate. Care for their baby as long as Dabi would let him.

“Kei. I promise I thought that, I was sure my last mate damaged me too badly Keigo. I didn’t even know I could go into a full heat anymore until that day.” Dabi let the words crawl up out of his throat. 

Keigo silently kissed his temple as he lifted Dabi into the tub. It was the loudest his instincts had ever been around Dabi since he first met the Omega. He swallowed the plea’s and promises he wanted to give Dabi instead.

A whimper escaped Hawks lips and he closed his eyes in resignation. Instincts forcing the noise out of him despite this not being about him. Keigo wasn't the one pregnant and in poor health on top of having a miscarriage before. It felt selfish to want to keep the baby, like saying it would pressure Dabi into keeping it.

"Ignore me. I’m fine." Keigo shut the water off and stepped into the large tub with Dabi. Placing a kiss on Dabi’s temple, one hand drifting like a magnet to Dabi’s baby belly again. 

Dabi scowled, holding Keigo’s hand over their baby, letting Keigo feel them move. Despite Hawks words he pulled Dabi in close to him with his other arm. Knowing he had been caught already.

“You’ve lost one before and I don’t, I don't know if I could do that to any of us.” Hawks gently rested Dabi against him, helping clean the dried blood from Dabi’s seams and overworked scent glands. Gently rubbing the filth loose with enough care to make Dabi’s chest tighten with emotion.

“Keigo I was mated. Before I was a Villain. Before becoming Dabi.” Dabi gripped Keigo tightly. Half to reassure himself, Half to comfort his Alpha. “I tried to leave my old Alpha, to protect my baby. “

Hawks froze and the mating scar hidden under thick burn tissue ached as Keigo froze with his thumb right next to the scar, where Dabi’s mating gland should have been promininate, should have given off the most scent as well, It was instead unnoticeable unless you were looking for it.

“Losing the baby had been my consequence. In the end I killed him. I had never wanted him in the first place. I was too young, too inexperienced to know how a mate bond and an Alpha affected me.” Dabi waited for Keigo to judge him, for Keigo to pull away. Dabi was a murderer the way he saw it. Dabi didn’t regret burning the bastard to ash, he’d do it again with the only change being to make him hurt for longer this time. Starting a purr up for his Hero, it was Keigo who his body had gone into heat for, who he loved. Keigo who showed him even how to purr and nest.

 “I love you. I wish I could have been there sooner, so you didn't have to go through that.” Hawks whispered as his hand lightly massaged his mate’s baby bump.

“I love you too. I needed time to sort myself out and ended up taking more than I intended. I didn’t mean to disappear for so long. I don’t know what we are going to do, but I want you with me.” Dabi tilted his head up under Keigo’s neck. Scenting him as much as he could like this as Keigo’s hands were guided by his under his stomach. Hawks instinctively held their baby and Keigo’s breathing stuttered for a moment. Want poured into his comforting scent and Dabi felt himself smile.

“Did you-? Did you want kids and just thought you couldn’t?” Keigo whispered as they sat in the warm water. Soon they would have to get out and then Keigo could finally have his mate in his nest again with him.

“I didn’t let myself think about the possibility. My cycles have always been irregular since, I just thought it wasn’t possible. no sense in thinking about whether i wanted something that couldn’t happen.” Dabi rumbled and let his eyes close as a familiar heat started building. Dabi had been having flashes recently due to pregnancy hormones. The glands on his thighs pushed pheromones out, too overworked from the past few months to do anything past turn the water a light pink. The Omega’s felt himself get slick as he thought about Keigo caring for him. Lavishing attention on his stretched skin on his sore breasts.

“You're pregnant, Don’t tease me.” Keigo flushed as Dabi ground back into Hawks lap, gently rubbing Dabi’s thighs as the Omega winced at the soreness and Keigo kissed on his neck.

“Who said I was teasing? I missed you, needed you.” Dabi grinned as he felt Keigo growing hard behind him. Never once did the Alpha’s hands leave his pregnant belly. Stroking circles over it and carefully keeping his talons from scraping the skin.

“There’s nothing that could drag me away from my beautiful mate as long as he wants me.” Keigo felt Dabi tense at calling the Villain his mate, but he didn’t correct Keigo or reject him.

“I panicked when I found out. We didn’t discuss a baby. You wanted to wear a condom, I said I couldn’t get pregnant.” Dabi didn’t look at his Alpha as he waited for him to read between the lines. The unsaid ‘I didn’t want to trap you with a baby’ resonating loudly in the silence. Keigo kissed Dabi’s eyelids, standing up and pulling them out of the water. Carefully considering his next words.

“We got a surprise then, not planned but very much wanted. If you want them, want Me.” Keigo’s hands shook less as he traced over the changes done to Dabi’s body. ‘You can’t trap someone who wants you as much as I do’, unspoken reassurance answered Dabi, the heat and wetness between his legs grew and his Alpha’s lips twitched up in a grin.

“If I didn’t I wouldn’t have ever let you know.” Dabi’s face was serious as he took his Alpha’s face in his hands, pulling Keigo’s soft gaze up from his swollen pecs and belly to make the horny Alpha look him in the eyes. Dabi trusted keigo, Loved him more than he had thought possible.

Keigo beamed at him, tiny wings fluttering on his back as he kissed Dabi’s palm, trailing kisses up his wrists to his puffy scent glands. Pressing soothing kisses to the patches of skin, sending sparks of want through Dabi’s body.

“I’m proud of you. My Omega, for surviving, for carrying our pup.” he grinned sharp and wicked at Dabi, leading them down the hall to their nest. Untouched since Dabi had left, Keigo hadn’t been able to bring himself to sleep in it without Dabi, passing out on the couch or his desk while he anxiously waited for word from his Omega.

Dabi found himself picked up, the extra baby weight pausing Keigo in the slightest as he was placed in their nest. He started purring without thought, clean and warm, feeling loved and safe. Dabi pulled Keigo down over him, feeling a dribble of slick dampening his hole.

“Can I touch you?” Hawks peered playfully up at Dabi as he pressed a kiss to Dabi’s pec, pupils pinning as Dabi’s breath hitched. Legs spreading further in demand that Keigo fill him. Keigo traced his fingers over and under Dabi’s growing chest, his hands squeezed lightly and Dabi let out a low moan. Wrapping his ankles around the small of Keigo’s back and dragging him down so he could grind against him. 

“Fuck, please do. Want you to suck on them.” Dabi tilted his head back with a groan. 

Hawks pressed a kiss in between them before sucking one puffy nipple into his mouth. Sucking at the dark pebbled flesh. Dabi squirmed beneath Hawks as he felt a tugging relief at the sensation. Grasping Keigo's cheeks and pulling his face up to kiss again. Hawks smirked at Dabi while he pinched the swollen pecs again, eyes dilating when Dabi’s moaned. White beads of liquid coating Hawks fingers unexpectedly.

“Did you just,-'' Keigo asked breathlessly as he brought a hand up, licking droplets of milk off his talons. Not listening to Dabi’s response, he bent down to suck more out of the firm flesh. Dabi’s hands coming up into his hair to hold him there. Grinding against Keigo as he licked and nibbled at the plump flesh, teasing sweet milk out of Dabi. 

Dabi’s fingers gripped at blonde hair arching his back as Keigo continued to suck on his new breasts. Stroking his lover's belly with soft gold eyes that bore into Dabi’s own. Dabi whimpered as he grabbed for Keigo’s member, unable to see past his stomach. Keigo teasingly kept moving just out of his Omega’s reach as the Alpha kissed his way past old scarlines and fresh stretch marks.

“Just let me take care of you, just a little bit.”  Keigo whispered against his skin as nudged Dabi’s thighs apart, sucking a dark hickey on Dabi’s thigh. Nipping at the muscle when it twitched, Dabi reflectively tried to close his legs even as he gasped and his hole literally dripped slick from his folds. Keigo kept Dabi spread open to him, dragging a finger through Dabi’s swollen pink folds. Dabi gasped loudly at the sensation and Keigo plunging his fingers into him. He was going to come and wanted his Alpha’s knot in him when he did so.

He managed to drag his Alpha up and lock their mouths together in a messy kiss as Keigo avoided laying directly on top of him. Grinning into the kiss as Dabi impatiently whined at him. 

“I love you, I love us having kids, Dabi, You're pregnant.” Keigo muttered as he worked on sucking dark hickey’s along Dabi’s jawline. His hands kept stroking along Dabi’s stomach, grazing just under his swollen breasts along his scars where Dabi wanted them most. 

“Keigo, please.” Dabi arched his neck back, Keigo hesitated for a moment before placing a soft kiss over the barely raised section of skin that marked Dabi’s broken mating mark. Dabi jumped at the same time he moaned and dug his hands into the soft nest beneath him. “Just want you, My Alpha.” 

Dabi grasped Keigo’s hands and placed them directly over his sensitive & swollen pecs, forcing Keigo’s hands to cup them firmly enough milk dripped from the nipples. Dabi groaned in relief the pressure building in his swollen pecs finally getting an outlet.

Keigo finally entered Dabi’s warmth with one smooth thrust.  Dabi arched into the thrust as much as his pregnant stomach between them allowed. Keigo reflectively gripped Dabi’s pecs again, milk now dripping down between his fingers as he felt Dabi’s walls spasm around him the instant his cock stilled inside him. Dabi muffled his shout from his orgasm and flushed bright red along the healthier patches of skin.

“You try being a hormonal mess with your mate teasing you.” Dabi smiled at him as he caught his breath. Keigo slowly pulled out until just the tip was inside Dabi’s silken walls, trying to milk Hawks cock into giving the already pregnant Omega his knot.

“Any day of the week, just name the time Love.” Keigo’s lips met his again as he finally moved. One hand coming down to curl around Dabi’s hips and help him meet Keigo’s thrusts. Every thrust caused another spark of pleasure, overwhelming Dabi in just the right way. until he was on the verge of coming for a third time, trembling and clinging to Keigo’s sturdy build above him. Overwhelmed to the point of sweetly begging Keigo for his knot.

“Keigo, please. I want it. Want you to make me come on your knot again. Fill me up again.” Dabi whined as Keigo drank and squeezed Dabi’s breasts greedily, switching from one side to the other every few minutes. Dabi’s chest finally felt lighter, the ache leaving as Keigo milked the overfull mounds. They bounced in time with Keigo’s thrusts and Keigo’s pupils pinned as he locked eyes with Dabi. Knot swelling with each slow grind into his mate until Keigo had to push firmly to get past the tight right of muscles around Dabi’s entrance, popping his knot into Dabi finally as Dabi came again. Triggering Hawks' own orgasm as Dabi milked his knot.

Hawks situated them both more comfortable in the nest and clung tightly to his mate. Covering them both with a wing before burying his nose in his mates neck and falling asleep with one hand on their baby and the other wrapped around his mate. Dabi humming and closing his eyes as he dreamed of their future.

It seemed brighter with Keigo by his side. With the protective arm wrapped around them both he could believe that the best things were yet to come for his and Hawks relationship. 

[livingdeadvoid]

I write stuff if anyone has any requests! I will also do roleplay requests using these rules!

Things I don't do :]

Smut! Makes me very uncomfortable to write this stuff. I will write lemon but nothing too far.

x Readers, these just making me insanely uncomfortable.

OCs or noncanon characters. Sorry I just don't enjoy writing them.

Illegal ships or anything of the sort.

Anything else I find uncomfortable!

Any ship including minors will not have anything inappropriate in it. Only fluffy and angst. Kissing is probably also not gonna happen.

Fandoms I'll do :D

My Hero Academia

Batfamily/Titans/Doom Patrol/Outlaws/Injustice

Toilet-bound Hanako-kun

Haikyuu!

IT 2017/2019

Stranger Things

Barbarian (the 2022 movie)

Blue Exorcist

Seven Deadly Sins

The Promised Neverland

Erased

Ouran Highschool Host Club

Dead By Daylight

Dear Evan Hansen

Saiki K

Demon Slayer

Voltron

Chucky

Soul Eater

Teen Wolf

Camp Camp

Hannibal

Scream

Ships I'll do :P

My Hero Academia

Monoshinkami

Shinkami

Dabihawks

Momojiro

Kiribaku

Todobaku

DC Comics/Titans

Timbern

Timkon

Royjay

Birdflash

Damijon

Timberkon

Dickbabs

Stephcass

Superbat

Dickory

Haikyu!!

Iwaoi

Kurotsuki

Tsukikage

Sakuatsu

Asanoya

Stranger Things

Steddie

Harringrove

Stonathan

Ronance

Byler

Lumax

Teen Wolf

Sterek

Stisaac

Jackson/Ethan

Petopher

Lydia/Allison

Thiam

Steo

Stackson

Jackson/Isaac

Scott/Kira

Malia/Kira

Briam

Jackson/Ethan/Isaac

Brett/Liam/Theo

Scisaac

Camp Camp

Max/Neil

Harrison/Preston

Danvid

Random

Rinbon - Blue Exorcist

Klance - Voltron

Jakedevon - Chucky (the TV show)

Kingban - Seven Deadly Sins

Mitsukou - Toilet-bound Hanako-kun

Treebros - Dear Evan Hansen

Norray - The Promised Neverland

Hannigram - Hannibal

Chadthan - Scream

Tara/Amber - Scream

Billy/Stu - Scream

Larry/Rahman - Doom Patrol

Quentin/Frank - Dead By Daylight

Characters I will write :>

Larry Trainor - Doom Patrol

Steve Harrington - Stranger Things

Rin Okumura - Blue Exorcist

Tim Drake - Titans/DC

Jason Todd - Titans/DC

Dick Grayson - Titans/DC

Damian Wayne - DC

Hawks - My Hero Academia

Denki Kaminari - My Hero Academia

Tokoyami Fumikage - My Hero Academia

Death The Kid - Soul Eater

Ray - The Promised Neverland

Tsukishima Kei - Haikyu!!

Oikawa Toru - Haikyu!!

Quentin Smith - Dead By Daylight/2010 Nightmare On Elm Street

Saiki K - Saiki K

Evan Hansen - Dead Evan Hansen

Connor Murphy - Dear Evan Hansen

Zenitsu - Demon Slayer

Stiles Stilinski - Teen Wolf

Will Graham - Hannibal

Theo Raeken - Teen Wolf

Liam Dunbar - Teen Wolf

WILL UPDATE THIS AS I DISCOVER MORE FANDOMS, PLEASE DM REQUESTS!

[robindraconis]

unrelated to my normal stuff cause this is a completely different fandom howwwwever:

I am a firm believer that Lemon Boy by Cavetown is a dabihawks anthem and no one can convince me otherwise. Any other ideas?

[helga-grinduil]

seeing/thinking about dabihawks is like eating a whole lemon. not something awful or disgusting (can be pretty good when added to different foods and drinks), but tastes bitter and makes you cringe

[bluecookies02]

Dabi x Reader x Hawks

It was always the three of us-NSFW

summary: DabiHawks is already established and the two of them are dating. You've been their best friend for years and them getting together feels like two heartbreaks at once. But- Take a guess man I dunno...I'm under the impression tht they like you too🤷‍♀️

❗️warnings❗️: slight angst (only the begging, your heart will be fine I promise), eating out, threesome, double penetration, creampie, praise...sex?

word count: 3k

Edited 13. January 2021

You're sick of it.

There's always a bittersweet taste on your tongue when the three of you hang out now.

Nothing really changed if you were trying to look at it objectively.

They still talked to you like before.

Invited you over, chilled with you, fuck even watched movies and cuddled with you.

Yet there was a string being pulled at your heart every time they kissed in front of you, held hands, whispered to each other...

You were watching a stupid comedy, your eyes blankly looking at the screen while you tried not to focus on the way their fingers tangled together, drawing small circles over each other's knuckles as they laughed at the screen.

Their hands were on the pillow that was placed in your lap, your small form in between them.

You try to focus back on the movie, ignoring the sound of cloud nine laughter that filled your ears.

You missed half of the scenes already, you can't make yourself watch it at this point, so you zone out again, falling down the rabbit hole you always find yourself in.

"Songbird, everything alright?" Keigo's worried voice snaps your attention back to reality, his brows furrowed as he stares at your glistening eyes. You don't know how much time passed but you didn't know you were so close to crying until his voice snapped you out of it.

Dabi's hands find purchase of your cheek, turning your face to him so that he could see what made Hawks turn off the TV.

You're met with blue eyes, a look of utter concern causing your skin to crawl, making it hard to fight the urge to punch something, anything.

"Talk to us doll, you know we're here" your heart shatters in pieces, hot tears piling up until they began to freely fall down your face, your fists clutching the pillow, your knuckles turning white.

They've seen you cry many times before, both of their arms flying around you to hold you tight, but your arms pushed and nagged at theirs, your small body shaking and kicking them away.

The fucking nicknames, the closeness of their bodies made you feel like you were suffocating, finally being able the breathe once they let go and you ended up on your feet.

You took a large gulp of air. You've practiced this. Replayed the sentence over and over until you learned how to say it even through tears. At this point, you couldn't keep stitching your heart up every time you spent time with then.

"I can't hang out with you guys anymore" it felt like a weight being lifted off your shoulders until you looked back at them. You're gonna do this and then cry when you get back home. You got this.

"What the fuck? Why?" Dabi was the first one to speak, standing up and coming closer to you until you stepped away.

He grits his teeth and stays in place, Keigo's fingers pulling the hem of his sleeves to let you have your space.

"I...I think we at least deserve an explanation...yeah?" Keigo's broken voice surged through the room, Dabi's hand reaching out to his in an act of comfort.

Your eyes burned through their hands but you nodded nonetheless.

"After I say this I don't want to hear a word from any of you. Not a single one of pity or comfort or any of that." they hesitantly agreed, Hawks pulling Dabi back on the couch.

You began nervous laughing ,fighting the new wave of tears as you opened your mouth to speak.

"So. Haha...fuck...I'm in love with you guys. Fucking hilarious right" your forced laughter burned their ears, making them cringe.

"It was a really great time for a long while wasn't it?" you joked, clapping your hands together and squinting your eyes. You have no idea who you'll be without them, but you'll have to find out.

Two pairs of arms tackled you, almost making you fall to the floor, your feet losing balance as they held you up. You want to fight, yet you know you can't win, so your body settles for shutting down, you're ears buzzing and doing their best to cancel out any words they're about to let out.

"You're the dumbest bitch I know" Dabi mumbled into your hair, pulling you into his chest as Keigo's hands stayed on your hips. "You're such an idiot" Dabi lets out again, soothingly petting your back in an effort to calm you down.

You were a mess, mumbling confused nonsense, almost offended until Hawks reached for your chin, turning your head to him and smashing his lips against yours.

"It was always the three of us wasn't it doll?" Dabi questioned, pushing Keigo's face away and kissing you deeply.

Hawks tried to act annoyed for a second, fluffing his feathers and puffing up his cheeks before a smile fought onto his lips.

Your brain was running laps against your skull, everything feeling dizzy as you gripped at the hem of their shirts.

Dabi finally pulled away, his mouth hanging open as he caught his breath.

You thought about this possibility every passing second of your days, a small part of you hoping for something you deemed irrational. Yet it made sense, their hot breaths against your neck and airy laughs against your skin sending goosebumps all over to your tippy toes.

"Be ours, songbird" you only managed to nod, hiding your face in your hands as now happy tears welled up.

Two hot mouths kissed your knuckles, moving your fingers aways and pecking both of your cheeks and eyelids. You open your eyes, blinking the tears away.

A pair of red wings wrapped around all three of you, squeezing and flapping excitedly. They talked about this, dreamed about this, hell they won't go to the extent that they fantasized about you, and they are so mad that you had to go through this before they gathered the balls to do something about it.

You watched the two kiss sweetly, squishing you between them. A quiet moan leaves your lips when you see Dabi reaching a hand around Keigo's neck, his large palm plastered over his throat, his fingertips lightly pressing down when Hawks tried to pull away.

Your body shivered, your arms lending up to tug at the hero's hair, feasting on the small pants that left his lips when you latched onto his neck. He doesn't know whose lips he would rather chase as both of you move away.

Dabi fights against the wings, glaring at Keigo to let both of you go.

When he reluctantly complies, Dabi is quick to pick you up and drape you over his shoulder, smacking your ass and chuckling when he hears your scream. It certainly lightens the mood.

Hawks follows behind the two of you, skipping steps and closing the door behind Dabi when he enters the bedroom. He's like an overgrown puppy, excitedly waiting for a treat.

Your back hits the cushion, the villain's shirt being stripped off him by Keigo's rushing hands.

You're already rubbing your thighs together, mouth-watering as you catch a glimpse of his abs.

You don't have that much time to enjoy the view, since his hands are on you in seconds, gripping at the hem of your sweater. You sit up, raising your arms to help him out, your shirt following suit and flying to the floor carelessly. The blonde kneels on the bed, joining Dabi.

Heated hands cup your breasts kneading at the flesh while his mouth latches onto your nipple.

Hawks scoffs at his greedy boyfriend, lowering himself to your neck, mouthing at the skin as your body jolts after a particularly rough bite to your flesh. Keigo is definitely the gentle one, kissing your skin and humming softly while he takes his sweet time with you.

"He's going too fast isn't he little birdie?"

You're not sure if you can answer it...it's too much of both fast and slow, your nerves getting the best of you as he waits for your response .

Hawks gets it, he does...but he still wants to give an option of slowing down, tangling his fingers in his boyfriends hair and pulling him away only slightly.

Dabi's pierced tongue lolls out, giving a teasing flick at your hardening nub, followed by more as he swirls it around, grinning and looking up at you. The contrast of the hot tip of his tongue and the metal sending your brain into an overdrive.

He's still held back by Keigo, but he doesn't fight the pull, instead he finds himself unbearably hard from being bossed around like this.

You pull him back by the nape of his neck, Hawks' grip loosening so that you can stuff his mouth full of your plump flesh.

That is enough of an answer to him.

Keigo's fingers trail your stomach, ghosting over your belly before going to the buttons of your pants. He waits for a few moments, leaning his forehead against yours, pecking your lips before moving in between your legs.

Once you lightly nod, he unbuttons them with ease, moving down to pull them off your legs.

You look down at Dabi, eyeing the numerous hickeys on your tits. He looks up, darting his tongue out and licking over the bruised marks, smirking when you swallow over the lump in your throat. Your skin there is now mostly purple and red, some patches even grazed with small specks of blood threatening to seep out.

You hear a ruffle of feathers, a blush plastered across Keigo's cheeks as he inches his hand closer to your panties. He can see how wet you are, the material sopping up your arousal. His touch is gentle but heavenly good, his fingers gliding between your clothed folds.

Keigo's free hand grips the bulge in his pants, trying to ease some of the pressure by pressing on it.

Dabi moves to sit behind you, spreading his legs for your tiny form and pulling you against his chest. He had his fill for now and he wants to watch the show. He knows Hawks looks pretty with his mouth full.

He lifts you up so that the hero can slip the panties off, sitting you back down and spreading your legs once the layer isn't in the way anymore.

Cold air hits your exposed heat, your pussy clenching around nothing. You would be ashamed if you didn't hear the low growl coming from Hawks as he settled his face between your thighs. You smell fucking delicious, blood rushing to his ears as he takes a look at your sex.

His wings tighten against his back before spreading  out when he takes the first lick. You lean all of your weight onto Dabi when Keigo's hands dig into the back of your thighs, opening them out as he starts lapping at your cunny.

Dabi's breath hits your ear, a shudder rumbling through his chest when your pliant body humps against the blonde's tongue. His large hands snake up to play with your breasts, kneading the tortured nub between his fingers as he ghosts over the marks he left on you.

Turning your head to him, you pull him in a kiss, moaning when Keigo circles two digits over your sex.

You impatiently wiggle your hips to push them in, combing your fingers into his hair to will him on.

Dabi's arm is now securely wrapped around your belly, holding you tight while he explores your mouth, his piercing clicking against your teeth.

You taste like everything he needs and more, his bulge throbbing in his sweats and against your body, impatient to finally have you.

"Hawks." his voice is stern but begging, urging his boyfriend to stretch you out already.

You're already so wet, and the two digits slip in and out with ease, your juices gushing in Keigo's palm all while his tongue doesn't stop swirling at your clit.

Dabi impatiently slips his cock out of his sweats, raising you up to push against Kei's fingers.

Hawks scolds him, but pulls out nonetheless, guiding Dabi's length over your slit, silking him up in his own spit. You mewl when he prodes at your entrance, biting your lip as you wait for the stretch.

It burns, but you feel so heavenly full, His large cock pushing to the hilt in one slow thrust, His tip fitting snuggly against your cervix.

Dabi's breathing is ragged and heavy on your shoulder, his eyes shut tight as he savors the warmth of your cunt.

"Fuck Keigo, you have no idea what you're missing out on."

You look down at the blonde, his tongue darting out to lick along Dabi's base, going between his cock and your pussy, mouthing at where the two of you connect.

Hawks is somewhat keeping his cool but his cock humps against the bed, his whole body swaying as if he's dragging his dick along your skin.

Dabi slowly ruts into you, deep and torturous. Your eyes widen when you feel a finger try to push in, the villains' movement coming to a stop as he tries to comfort you. Tears start pricking in your eyes, your legs trying desperately to close as you urge them to stay open. You want it, you truly fucking do, but when you feel another try to slip past your tight walls you're not sure if you're gonna stay conscious. There's already no place left just from Dabi alone and shit, you feel like screaming.

"Please baby, I promise it'll feel better soon, can you be a good girl for us hmmm?I believe in you..." Keigo's voice rings in your ears, your half-lidded eyes looking at your stretched pussy, watching the fingers pump knuckles deep in and and out, dragging between Dabi's cock and your walls.

You're so fucking wet and covered in slick, your folds glossy in your essence, pooling around Dabi's shaft.

A warm hand rests on your belly, easing your muscles, and relaxing you. There's a third finger pushing against the first two, the stretch surprisingly not as painful as the previous.

Keigo leans over you, kissing away the tears that ran down your cheeks, massaging the ravenette's arousal with the pads of his fingers.

"We're so so proud of you dove...Thank you so much" your chest swells with pride, a wide smile adorning your face. You do feel like you're being tricked with these comments but it doesn't matter, they seem to work.

The blonde pulls the other man in a kiss, slipping his fingers out of your core as he aligns his head with your cunt.

Both of them move to each side of your face, placing their lips at the corners of your mouth. You gulp, filling your lungs and holding your breath.

Your hands fist Keigo's shirt, pulling and almost ripping the poor thing apart when he prods the tight rim. Fuck it's so hard to breathe, air practically knocked out of you, your shaky hands wrapping around Hawks.

Inch by inch, he bottoms out, groaning at the tightness around his dick.

Minutes pass by, your boyfriends lavishing and worshiping your skin with kisses and gentle touches, loving every part of you they could reach.

The hero's wings wrap protectively around both of you when he starts moving, his head pressed against your shoulder.

Dabi seems to pick up the pace too, thrusting in as soon as Keigo almost pulls out. The rhythm isn't rushed at first, both of them moaning with each throb of your walls around their lengths.

They're taking their sweet time, angling their hips experimentally, noting the way your body shakes at each perfect plow into your cunt.

It's too good and too much, the knot in your tummy already threatening to snap loose. And the boys are on the verge of their highs too, gradually becoming more and more greedy, not pulling out almost at all, pounding and rutting against your cervix.

Dabi's grip on you tightens, trying to keep your body in place as he and Hawks rock into your pussy. Keigo moves from the crook of your neck, raising his hand to get a hold of the villain's jaw, smashing their lips together .

You're squished in between them as they moan into each other's mouth groaning when they feel you squeezing around them.

They're gonna cream you so good, pump their seed into your hole and make you so so full...you'll never settle for anything less after them and they fucking know it.

Your eyes swell with tears as you feel the knot finally snapping loose, you don't want it to end, you don't want them to ever move away from you but your body works against you, bringing you to the most powerful orgasm you ever felt, surging through your muscles and making them flex and clench.

Both of them look at eachother, eyes wide and blown with lust as they cum at the same time, hot seed coating your walls and leaking down Dabi's shaft.

They're panting, their foreheads touching as they caress your body all over.

"I love you..." Hawks says breathlessly, his eyes closed and his wings folding against his back, giving you all room to move and breathe.

He slips out, causing the rest of their cum to seep out. Dabi scoffs at the mess smeared over his length and thighs, slowly handling your body and moving you off his lap.

Dabi picks you up and Hawks chuckles. "You like carrying them huh?"

It earns him a glare, placing you in the heroes arms and making his way to the bathroom.

"I.Have.My.Own.Cum...Dripping down my ass" he hisses out making Keigo wheeze, almost tumbling over and dropping you.

You can't help but smile, nuzzling your head into your winged boyfriend's shoulder.

Everything clicked in place finally, your eyes closing in comfort as you let them take care of everything...take care of you.

𐄁𐄙𐄁𐄙𐄁𐄙𐄁𐄙𐄁𐄙𐄁𐄙𐄁𐄙𐄁𐄙𐄁𐄙𐄁𐄙𐄁𐄙𐄁𐄙𐄁𐄙𐄁𐄙𐄁𐄙𐄁𐄙𐄁𐄙𐄁𐄙𐄁𐄙𐄁𐄙𐄁𐄙𐄁𐄙𐄁𐄙𐄁𐄙𐄁𐄙𐄁𐄙𐄁𐄙𐄁𐄙𐄁𐄙𐄁𐄙𐄁𐄙𐄁𐄙𐄁𐄙𐄁𐄙𐄁𐄙𐄁𐄙𐄁𐄙𐄁𐄙𐄁𐄙𐄁𐄙𐄁𐄙𐄁

been a hot minute since I wrote something a bit longer but here we r.

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Like A Moth To Flame | Dabi x Hawks

Hawks has been with people before – but never quite like this. He always does what’s expected of him, what’s desired of him – when people want to sleep with the Wing Hero, they want to experience the persona he puts on for the cameras at work. So, he puts on a show. He’s Number 2 Hero Hawks – cocky, witty, always a little too cool. He says all the right things; he even winks in the act.

But here he is now with Dabi...he's stowed away in some trashy L.O.V safe house trying to sleep with a goddamn villain. And for the first time, he feels he doesn’t need to perform. He can just take what he wants. No need to make conversation or act the part of the cheeky, aloof hero. Whatever happens next will be dictated by pure need.

“Get up. And loose the damn coat.” Hawks hisses, pushing lightly at Dabi’s chest. Dabi grins, and for once in his goddamn life, he does as he’s told. He peels himself slowly off of Keigo, but takes a moment to roughly grind his hips down into the hero, eliciting a gruff gasp. “Sorry.” Dabi quips, and he sounds anything but.

The blue flame villain gets to his feet and shrugs off his jacket, casting it aside on the coffee table. He looms over Hawks. He’s wearing a clean, white V-neck shirt that shows where his burnt, purpling skin is stapled to tanned soft flesh. He sinks his hands into dark jean pockets and cocks his head to the side, clearly saying “what next?”

Hawks slowly gets to his feet, sizing Dabi up. Without warning, he attacks, sweeping his leg swiftly beneath Dabi’s own – throwing the patchwork man to the ground hard. Dabi lets himself fall to the floor with little resistance, his head hitting the carpeted floor with a small bump. His eyes narrow darkly and his smile grows wider. “So you like it rough?”

Hawks throws himself down on top of Dabi, catching himself on the floor in a plank position. He’s hovering above Dabi’s body, one knee between the man’s long legs.

“Well I’m certainly not here for romance, sweetheart.” Keigo growls, before dropping himself on the blue flame villain. He buries his face in Dabi’s neck, licking a rough stipe down crisped skin before sinking his teeth into the delicate flesh of his shoulder. Dabi lets himself groan appreciatively at the contact. He moves to hold Hawks to him, his left hand climbing up the back of the hero’s head and threading itself back in his spiky hair. He lets his right arm to caress the sensitive crimson feathers that protrude from the shorter man’s back. He slowly activates his quirk in that hand, letting Hawks feel the heat building up against his left wing.

“These feel…flammable.” Dabi laughs darkly, digging his hot hand further into Hawks’ feathers. They’re papery to the touch – like fallen leaves in autumn. His finger slips alongside the edge of a larger feather and feels it cut deep. A bead of blood drops onto the wing, hitting with a sizzle. Hawks flinches slightly beneath Dabi’s searing grasp, but continues to bite and kiss his way across Dabi’s collarbone.

“So I’m your weakness then? Fire.”  

The hero doesn’t respond, sliding a hand up to roughly push Dabi’s face to the side to shut him up. He pulls the collar of the villain’s shirt down low, revealing sinewy muscle and a line of staples beneath his collarbone. Keigo moves his mouth lower and slowly, deliberately draws his tongue along the seam between burnt and healthy skin. Dabi’s eyes widen and his body convulses with an involuntary shiver. No one’s ever touched him like that.

Hawks notices the response, doubling down on his efforts. He crisscrosses his tongue across Dabi’s chest.

The villain’s silence is resounding. He lets the heat on his fingertips die down, ensuring the safety of the feathers beneath his fingers. He lets his mind go blank for a moment and stares dazedly at the ceiling. His fingers twist in the wing hero’s hair, encouraging him to keep going. Hawks obliges, licking and sucking lightly on the blue flame villain’s damaged and abused skin.

After a few minutes more, Hawks pulls his lips away from Dabi’s scarred body. “You’ll need to lose the shirt if you want me to keep going.” He whispers, breaking the silence. "I'm only just getting started."

[pleathewrites]

bellow the fire into my deadened lungs

chapter 1 excerpt — dabihawks first kiss read full story here

October

Sometimes, Hawks will visit Dabi outside of their scheduled meetings. 

As these impromptu visits escalate in frequency, the scarred man begins to get comfortable, and Hawks begins to notice things about him — really precious things. 

Dabi likes to wear delicate things, like boy shorts and panties because boxers and briefs tug too harshly on his staples. When he’s home, he forgoes pants as much as possible because the denim of his jeans scrapes against the seams. The same goes for tops, the scarred-man favoring necklines that will swoop far beneath the stitching on his chest to avoid any type of friction. His cheap apartment is cleaner than Hawks’, the strong smell of lemon disinfectant always lingering in the air. Dabi’s pillow is a flattened lumpy thing, but the covering is pristine and softer than the expensive sheets Hawks has in his own apartment. 

Dabi takes care of himself in the gentlest ways, and Hawks can’t help but wonder if anyone else has ever treated this man the slightest bit gentle. He worries about the answer, even though he shouldn’t.

He knew infiltrating the League would be dangerous. He knew getting on the good side of the infamous flame-villain would be difficult and trying. He just never expected his own heart would get involved. 

The first time Hawks kisses him, they’re sitting on Dabi’s bed while he ashes his cigarette. He’s wearing nothing but black panties and his flimsy white tee. The moonlight is shining across his face so, so prettily, reflecting off his staples like diamonds, and Hawks gets lost in the glimmer of his bright blue eyes. Dabi’s turning his head, opening his mouth to speak, and whatever he meant to say gets lost between Hawks' teeth.  

For a sweet second, those multi-textured lips are pliant as they push against Hawks’ own, but then Dabi is pushing back with a gasp, “What are you doing?” 

“I don’t know,” He answers, when he really wants to say, ‘Something finally for myself.’

For the first time since Hawks has known Dabi, the villain looks scared.

A scarred hand comes up to cup Hawks’ face, printless fingertips brushing Hawks’ cheekbones, and Dabi’s heavily-lidded eyes flicker once to Hawks’ mouth before moving back to his eyes. Dabi’s own sharpen coldly, “Why?” 

And Hawks can only answer honestly.

“Because I want to.” 

“That’s not good enough,” Dabi lets go. 

Hawks moves his own hands to cup those scarred cheeks, “Because I want you.” 

“You don’t even know me.” 

And that’s true. Just because they share a couple stories here and there about who they used to be, Hawks doesn’t really know Dabi. There are twenty-plus years of life this man has gone through, and Hawks knows it will probably take years for him to fully know and understand the man in front of him, and vice-versa.

But, “I want to. And I want you to know me.” 

“Ha!” Dabi scoffs, “Oh, really, Hawks? ” it’s practically a sneer, and Hawks can feel Dabi pulling back, away from him, away from this — all of this that’s been bubbling up to right here, right now, this very moment. 

And he starts to panic, “Keigo. My name is Takami Keigo, but I don’t use it. At all.” 

Dabi stops moving and his mouth gapes. 

Hawks has seen a lot of beautiful people, with pretty pink mouths — small and plump and big and thin, all kinds. 

He’s never seen a pair that made him want to act so badly, though, not until he met Dabi.

Those two-toned lips are moving, the top slightly plumper than the bottom, its cupid’s bow rounded out and puffy, and the scarred half contrasts so nicely against Dabi’s perfect pearly-white teeth.

“What’s the point of tellin’ me?” 

Dabi looks scared again, but the way his thin chest expands and his cheeks flush — so pink, the prettiest shade of pink Hawks has ever seen — Hawks thinks he also looks excited. 

Hawks lets one of his hands travel down Dabi’s side, “Because I want you to use it,” he squeezes at the healthy skin of Dabi’s thigh, “And I think you want to, as well.” 

Hawks doesn’t realize he’s pulling Dabi’s legs open and pushing the villain back until he registers the way Dabi’s leg, the one in his hold, unfolds from its position and wraps around his waist, “Okay. Keigo.” 

The last thing he sees is the way Dabi’s hair halos over his pillow under the cold light of the moon as he presses the scarred man against the beaten mattress.

They make out the entire night.

Keigo doesn’t get a single bit of useful information other than precisely the way Dabi’s body feels under his own.

read full story here

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[ao3feed-todoroki]

Lemon to a Knife Fight

lemon to a knife fight by officiallydumb

Reconnecting with his family after trying to kill his little brother is hard enough for Touya without Hawks sticking his nose in where he's not wanted.

DabiHawks Week Day 1: "I was drunk when I said those things."

Words: 4259, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: M/M

Characters: Dabi | Todoroki Touya, Takami Keigo | Hawks, Todoroki Natsuo

Relationships: Dabi | Todoroki Touya/Takami Keigo | Hawks, Dabi | Todoroki Touya & Takami Keigo | Hawks

Additional Tags: Todoroki Family Drama, Dabi | Todoroki Touya Being An Asshole, Heavy Drinking, Unrequited Crush, Arguing, Hurt Takami Keigo | Hawks, DabiHawks Week 2022, Dabi | Todoroki Touya is Bad at Feelings, Post-Canon

Read Here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/39163038

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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia (Anime & Manga) Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Dabi | Todoroki Touya/Takami Keigo | Hawks Characters: Dabi | Todoroki Touya, Takami Keigo | Hawks Additional Tags: Plot What Plot/Porn Without Plot, Transmasculine Dabi, T4T Dabi | Todoroki Touya/Takami Keigo | Hawks, Top Dabi | Todoroki Touya, Bottom Takami Keigo | Hawks, Daddy Kink, Breeding Kink, Anal Sex, DabiHawks Lesbians, Oral Sex, Trans Takami Keigo | Hawks Summary:

“Well?”

“‘Well’ what?”

“How does it feel?”

Dabi stares down at the protrusion from against her pelvis and frowns. It’s not that it feels uncomfortable, it’s that it should feel uncomfortable. The whole apparatus should feel wrong. And it doesn’t. It doesn’t feel uncomfortable or unwieldy, and even though it’s a bright red dildo that doesn’t match her complexion at all, her fucked up brain is translating it as the extension that was always missing—her body made a fraction more right than the disappointment it’s always been.

“It’s fine.”

[dadzawa-adopt-dabi]

"Bring it"

Hawks wanted the idea of being burnt. He loves having marks on himself from Dabi, a light burn for him he thinks is sexy.

Dabi knows Keigo wants it. He didn't want to burn him though. He dosent tell Keigo this. Because it was never a thing they talked about, Dabi just places his hands besides Hawks when the start getting too hot, and Keigo instead this time kept moving them back on his body and holding them there.

Dabi end up burning Keigo while they are still having sex and just flashes of his mother with burns on her wrists or face were before Shouto was born and feels horrendously guilty for burning Keigo. It makes him sick to his stomach to see Hawks pliant and satisfied while the burn marks mar his lover.

[Throwback to the time a server member challenged me to give them angst]

Dabi does not tell Keigo what was wrong. Its personal and Keigo didnt ask first. They both still got off. But the next time…. Dabi insists on letting Hawks top instead. As while Keigo thinks hes into pain, causing it or feeling it, he not. And would rather Keigo be with him, than harm Keigo again even if Keigo liked it.