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satancopilotsmytardis · 3 months

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Ask: Scent kink

Dabi is already in trouble from the moment he decides that he wants Tomura's attention no matter what he's doing. His new lover is usually pretty good about making sure he's cared for, but he's been busy dealing with some extra work from All For One, and Dabi is feeling neglected. He's not so unaware that he wouldn't notice that even the slightest shift to feeling like he's being ignored makes him antsy, violent, and prone to ruining his life and the lives of others around him. But in Shigaraki's case, he's very, very lucky that fucking with his computer, work files, or phone means that he would also be in trouble with AFO, and he does not want to deal with that. Which means he has to find a way of fucking with his lover without getting in trouble publicly.

Which means sneaking into his room after six days of Shig being worked non-stop. Duster barely sleeps in the first place, but Dabi knows better than most that the crash after doing something mentally taxing for days like being a perfect general for someone with astronomical expectations all while running on zero sleep and having to keep up with an entire crew of other people who are looking for guidance is a lot. He also knows that's enough to knock out even the worst insomniac. Maybe a nicer man would leave Duster to sleep. But Dabi is not a nice man, and neither is Shigaraki. So he thinks it's acceptably villainous when he sneaks into his room, locks the door behind himself, and crawls into bed with his lover.

Tomura doesn't even flinch for once. His breathing stays soft and even, his face relaxed for the first time in days, making the apparent exhaustion he's trying to remedy all the more apparent on his features. His hair is damp still from his shower and is curling around his ears, his chest bare and only a thin pair of pajama bottoms along his legs. He always wears his gloves to bed to keep his quirk at bay, but that isn't enough for him right now. He wants attention and if he's going to get in trouble, then he really might as well go all the way. He leans over him and goes for the handcuffs that his lover keeps in his bedside drawer and very carefully locks his hands to the headboard so that if Duster wakes before he's finished acting up, he won't be able to grab him and pin him to the bed. Then he moves down his body.

Just laying against Tomura's skin makes him feel a little warmer, a little more relaxed. He didn't know how much being in a relationship would effect him, but having someone who gives him attention, makes him feel good, and is just there has really been fucking with an unholy amount of things in his brain. He knows that he's never going to be the same as he kisses and licks along Shig's neck, finding the raised scars of his own nails and the scent of his skin as he presses in as closely as he can without waking the other man. The soap he uses is the same soap that Dabi does, just some shitty bulk stuff that is being used to stock the base, but his skin smells different. Like how smoke clings to Dabi's, Tomura's quirk has seeped into his. He smells like cold and rain, his skin even cool to the touch like he's a corpse beneath his palms. But when he cuddles in to drink in that smell, he can press his cheek to his chest and feel it move and hear the very slow, steady beat of his heart behind his ribs. For a second he thinks that maybe he could just lay like this, listening until that sound soothes the restlessness under his skin, and go to sleep. Tomura would take care of him when they wake up, he would kiss him sweetly and say how much he missed him while he was working. But that would be the smart thing to do, and Dabi only has room in him for bad decisions tonight.

Dabi slips down his lover's body and spreads his thighs open to make himself somewhere comfortable to lay before he catches the waistband of his pants and pulls it low enough to get at Tomura's soft cock. Soft, but still big, and thick, and perfect to fill him up. He nuzzles his nose against the sparse thatch of pale hair curling at his base, his scent even stronger here and immediately sending his head floating and his mouth starting to water as he licks and kisses his way along him. He hasn't had many things in his life that he can say that he enjoys, let alone things that he enjoys all for himself, but sucking his lover's cock, not even that, just filling his mouth with his skin and knowing that he'll be rooted to this spot until his jaw is numb and there's nothing else in focus around him anymore, that is more than satisfying to him. He loves doing this when his partner is asleep too, though he does usually give Duster some forewarning, because it frees him from expectation as well. He can just do what he wants without worrying that he's going to be rushed along.

So he takes his time. He was just planning on warming his cock, and he will do that, but the scent of him, the taste of him, is already so intoxicating that all Dabi wants is to get more of it. And he knows that he'll have that if he licks and sucks him properly. Dabi goes slowly though, he licks him until Tomura is dripping with his saliva, working his tongue along his balls as well as he takes his entire sack into his mouth to get him soaked there too. Duster shifts just a little in his sleep, giving a soft sigh of pleasure, but he really is out cold if he hasn't woken yet, and Dabi hopes that means he'll get to have all of his fun uninterrupted tonight.

He moves from his balls to his hardening length, replacing his mouth with his hand and massaging slowly as he feels the tension there already. They fuck almost every day, and six days without sleep, without a break, without him has certainly made his lover's body miss him. If Dabi could purr he would be as he presses a teasing kiss to the reddening head of his lover cock as it fills, flicking his tongue against him and delighting in how much harder he gets with so little stimulation. Normally Tomura ignores his need for ages as he tortures Dabi's body with such sharp pleasure, but this time he has the other man completely defenseless beneath him, and his body is clearly eager for release.

Dabi suckles at his head, licking and flicking his tongue over him, not ever taking him into his mouth properly. It's a cruelty to deny them both what they want, but he's willing to wait for once because Tomura is making little sounds in his sleep as his cock hardens completely. His hips twitch up, trying to get deeper into his hot mouth, and he lets out soft little gasps and whines when Dabi pulls back every time. Sounds he's never heard out of his lover before and that send a heady rush through him to hear now. He strokes his balls and teases his head, treating his cock more like a sucker than anything else until he starts to leak. Then he stretches his lips around him again, this time taking his whole head inside and starts to suck at him in long slow pulses. Each one has a little more pre spilling bitter across his tongue, maybe a little more bitter than usual as he tastes him, his head starting to feel foggy with every lick.

Tomura whines and rolls his hips to try and get more, and Dabi isn't really thinking, too cozy surrounded by his lover's scent and thighs. He takes his cock deeper and sucks, still languidly, and it doesn't take nearly as long as it usually does before his lover's balls go tense in his palm and his cock twitches against his tongue. If he weren't busy swallowing the streaks of his release, Dabi is pretty sure he would be a moaning mess because knowing he could bring his lover off is enough to send him all the way into the clouds.

Dabi keeps him in his mouth as through Tomura shifting and squirming, as he softens, and then he rests his temple against his leg as he feeds him as deeply into his mouth as he can before he's closing his eyes and letting himself relax so completely as his lover sleeps on.

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Dabi isn't sure if he fell asleep or if he was just so deep in his subspace, but his head feels heavy when he opens his eyes as he hears, "Wh--Dabi?"

He moans softly, his mouth tasting like cum and he swallows automatically. He's never heard Tomura cry out like that before and his eyes flick up to him as he feels his cock is hard again. Dabi can feel a puddle of drool and cum that has leaked down his chin as he looks up at Duster who... has a slight flush to his cheeks, and a thin sheen of sweat over his skin. Dabi licks at his cock again and Tomura flinches like he put a hot iron against him.

"Fuck, fuck," He grits his teeth and whines again when Dabi sucks at him. So he does it again. "Dabi, I didn't give you permission--" Dabi shifts, getting him all the way deep inside of his throat again the way he's meant to be. He didn't ask for permission. Permission means that he won't be punished, and Dabi wants to be punished. Punished means that he'll have Tomu's attention all day. Duster grits his teeth, hands tangling on the handcuffs as Dabi starts to suck him off again.

He only realizes that he may have done this a few too many times while he was floating when he feels Tomura's cock twitch and he gasps, but there's barely any fresh cum that coats his tongue. He flicks his eyes up to Duster and finds his dom glaring at him through the slight flush on his cheeks.

"Off."

Dabi feels like a misbehaving puppy as he forces his aching jaw open and slips Tomura's cock from his mouth. He's slick with his spit and streaks of cum and his cock is already soft again and flushed pink from root to tip.

"Untie me."

"Tomura," Dabi slurs, his tongue heavy and his lips sore.

"Ten. Nine. Eight–"

He scrambles up the bed to get the key from the nightstand and unhooks his lover before he reaches 'one'. As soon as his hands are free, one is in Dabi's hair, and the other is grabbing him and twisting him. Duster is trained for close combat and it takes barely a second before Dabi is facedown on the bed, his lover all but growling.

"You couldn't just be patient until morning, could you?"

Dabi yelps as he brings his gloved hand down across his ass with far more force than he usually does to warm him up for hard play. But maybe he already knew Dabi would be warm. Maybe he saw how hard Dabi was from warming his cock for hours and how much more excited he was to be punished.

"I think," his voice low and clearly trying to get himself back under control, "That after all of that, I need to make sure my baby boy is as sore as I am after you misbehaved all night."

"I'm sorry, please, Sir," He whimpers, his cock getting even harder at the prospect.

It really shouldn't be a surprise that he never learned that 'no attention' is better than 'bad attention', but, well, he never would have believed it anyway.

#this unfortunately did not cure my block #but it does exist now #tanco speaks #ask #asks

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