Nightmares and Flare Guns || [KatsukixDabi]

[cynnabnnuy]

Fuck- The other man was fucking incredible, and the scarred flesh (while really fucking weird) was surprisingly nice. Katsuki didn't stop, though, pushing his tongue further while his hands clung to the body above him. He couldn't help the small sounds pulling from his throat while they kissed, or the way his face flushed with splotchy red patches. All he could do was pull Dabi closer and practically swallow his tongue while his own continued to taste it. Sure, he might regret it in the morning, but until then? He was going to enjoy whatever the older man was willing to give him as he ground against his knee cautiously.

Hip grabbed as he felt a hand glide up his skin, the boy squirmed, still moving his hips against the leg between his. It... was probably obvious he didn't have much to show down there, but Dabi hadn't said anything yet, so it was probably fine. Right? When his chest was groped, he gasped, pulling back as his lip was bitten. Lips parted as he looked up to the other, his eyes remained hazy, half-lidded as he flushed further. "Sh- shut the fuck up, are you gonna fuck me or not, jackass?" His voice was gravelly, brows knit as he moved the hand that'd pulled Dabi's to hook a finger in the waistband of his sweats. "I'm not interested in waitin' around so some old fag can cum in his pants to just my chest..." Liar.

[CRYBABY]

“You that desperate for my cock?” he growled. A scarred hand wrapped around the blond’s neck swiftly while the other hand ducked under his waistband. The villain found Katsuki’s swollen clit like he owned it, taking the boy’s cock between his thumb and forefinger he began jerking. Fuck he was dripping, Dabi wouldn’t even need lube. “You’re so wet…” each word spoken slowly. “Actin’ like you never been touched like this before.” he purred. Soft, turquoise eyes studied Katsuki, memorizing every movement, every breath as Dabi teased him.

Feeling merciless the villain slipped a finger into the boy’s soaking cunt, continuing to circle his aching clit with his thumb, “Gonna make you cum on my fingers, slut. If you haven’t already from fucking my leg like a dog.” God what Dabi wouldn’t give to have Katsuki humping him desperately, crying to get filled like the hungry cockwhore he is. A dream the villain wouldn’t give up on so easily.

[cynnabnnuy]

Katsuki went rigid when the hand grabbed his throat, his pupils dilating at the feeling of the man's fingers pressing over him. His breath caught in the exact spot Dabi held, his hips rutting up to the touch as his tongue licked over his lips before he bit the bottom one slightly. The comment made his insides coil, his breath escaping in a shuddering groan at the purr. "'S it an act if I'm the only one who's done it?"

Voice nearly silent, he tensed more at the finger pushed into him, lips parting in a muted gasp before he shut them at the man's words. "Oh fuck you-" It was an idle response, a huff escaping him as he pressed his hips against the hand more. "You gonna add another finger or what? For the one calling me a whore, you sure are dragging this shit out, gramps. You sure you ain't just into blondes?" He wasn't about to beg for anything unless absolutely forced, and even then, he was likely to try and take what he wanted without that. So, demanding it and insulting the man it was.

[CRYBABY]

The longer the two griped, the harder it was for Dabi to stay level headed. He wanted to make this last, ring every last drop of pleasure from Katsuki's core but his patience was waining which meant he was moments away from losing control. Fuck it, not like this was going to be more than just a one night stand. The villain might as well just take what he wants, who cares about making the other party feel good. At Katsuki's last comment, Dabi retracted his fingers, swiftly shoving down his own sweats and lining the head of his cock against the other's entrance. With little warning he slammed his cock in to the hilt, grabbing Katsuki by the waist to better control his movements. "You think if I didn't like blond's you'd even be here?" He pounded into Katsuki's sopping pussy, knowing damn well the ladder of piercings running down his cock were rubbing the boy in all the right ways.

Without warning Dabi hooked Katsuki's legs over his shoulders to reach deeper inside, chasing his pleasure. The villain was quiet, small huffs and grunts escaping him while he fucked Katsuki into the mattress. The squelch between them and plap of heavy balls assaulting Katsuki only drove the villain to increase his speed. "You done--hnngh--talkin', brat?" He wasn't expecting an answer though part of him new the feisty blond would at least attempt a smart remark. Didn't matter, the villain had him pliant for now. To an outsider it seemed like Katsuki had won, gotten exactly what he kept asking for, but to Dabi this was more a win for himself. He got the boy to beg albeit in his own way, it was clear Katsuki was needy which painted a huge green flag for Dabi to waltz in and do whatever he pleased from now on. Sure he'd get some push back by the boy's attitude but the villain was used to dealing with vile people. This cute school boy was nothing.

[cynnabnnuy]

Nothing more than a one-night stand, my ass. The blonde gave a low sound of protest at the man pulling away, though. He wanted to finish! He'd been threatened with it, so why the fuck-
Oh.
Red eyes widened as the man shoved his pants down, locked on the glint of metal as he held back a whimper at the pressure. However, the man's hips dropping down against his turned the slight sound into a cry as he arched into the feeling. He could feel himself tear, the question making him choke on another sound as his body snapped up against the rough movements. It hurt, it was almost too much, but he could handle pain. Although, the blood was bound to coat the other's cock for at least a little bit as he moved. But the blonde did nothing to stop him, instead shifting himself to grab onto the man's shoulders as he tried to hold back the cries of pain.

The way his legs moved had the sounds shifting faster, pain melding with pleasure as the larger body railed him into the mattress. All he could hear was the slick sound of his cunt being filled and the smacking of skin, his mind gone for more than a few moments as he let the new noises slip past his lips. It made him ache. His eyes closed tightly for a moment before he looked back down to where the other slid into him. The man was so rough- his hips barely leaving room for anything else, but Katsuki did his best, pulling his legs down to push Dabi closer. He'd seen little porn, not especially interested in it, but he knew enough to have a position he knew he wanted. So, his heels dug against the man's back, pushing him down until his thighs were close enough for him to hold them better, lifting his hips slightly to accommodate as Dabi hit deeper into him than expected. "Th... thought you wanted me t-to cum on your fingers-" Slurring his words, he reached a hand down, stroking his own dick carefully as he melted into the bed, head falling back as he looked at the other through hooded eyes. "H-hold my thighs... damnit... if y-you won't make me cum, I-I'll do it mys-self..."

[CRYBABY]

Dabi grinned, breathing heavy as he continued relentlessly pounding Katsuki. There was no love in his movements, no passion, no joy. Just raw, unfiltered lust in its truest form. Dabi didn't care about the blond, why would he? They held no ties together, they barely knew each other beyond surface level facts, and they didn't even get along. In no world did any of that equal care or affection. Despite the obvious tension between them, Dabi didn't care one way or another if Katsuki lived to see another day.

So then why did his heart flutter upon looking at that fucking face? Katsuki was gorgeous like this, sprawled out on the bed, stroking his own dick while looking up at Dabi fucking him to death. It made the pyro feel powerful, god-like, euphoric... fuck it made him feel wanted. His face turned to a grimace the moment Bakugou spoke, why the fuck did he always have to ruin the mood? After all Katsuki did to get them in the perfect position, Dabi slowed down to a stop, grabbing the boy's hand and ripping it away. "You think I can't make you cum?" he panted, chest heaving as he wiped sweat from his brow.

"You're really the fuckin' worst, doll." Sliding out of the blond, Dabi laid down on his belly between the other's legs. Using both of his hands, warmed a little too much by his quirk, the villain held Katsuki's legs up and apart to get a perfect view of his pretty dick. His tongue was rough as it made its way up from the boy's hole to his dick in one loud, exaggerated slurp. He tasted salty and metallic, the perfect combination of sweat and blood. With a pleased hummed Dabi swallowed the other's dick, sucking on it like a kid with a lollipop at the fair. His tongue work was a lot less sloppy than the pace in which fucked him earlier, as if he was worried to fail a test. If Katsuki enjoyed the feeling of his cock piercings rubbing against the inside of that sweet pussy, then he'd really love Dabi's vibrating tongue ring against his sensitive shaft.

[cynnabnnuy]

The blonde was thankful there was no love in the act. It was nothing more than one party wanting sex and the other wanting to forget the nightmare that woke him. Of course, that didn't mean his heart didn't race, stomach twisting in knots when he watched the other's lips pull as his dick tore him apart. It left his head swimming as everything muddled together, his legs already trembled at the force as well, leaving him weak under the villain as he attempted to speak.

Only to have everything ripped away, a sound of annoyance let out as he glared back at the other's question. "I never said that! I sai-" Shuddering with a broken sound as the man pulled out, his legs twitched, each piercing making pain flare up perfectly as Dabi spoke. "Oh god-" Voice cracking, his legs pressed against the burning hands holding them apart, the mangled man between earning equally marred moans as Katsuki reached for his hair.

His hips jerked up regardless, one hand covering his mouth to hide the pathetic noises let out as his senses were flooded by the vibrations. He'd never- it was so much at once, the initial shock making his head fall back as he groaned. The hand in dyed hair gripped tighter as well, his chest heaving as he took shaking, strained breaths while grinding up against the other's mouth. Sadly, Dabi's mouth was leagues better than his own hand, and he knew that he wouldn't be able to get off on only the thought of the heat making him dizzy as often as he'd want to, meaning he'd need to sacrifice too much of his dignity.