Who Knew I'd Fall for Two Villains at a Dungeon (KiriDabi x Baku)

[LovelyBones]

"I'm not a fool to let just anyone chase me-- it would have to be only one on one for my personal comfort, at least to start out.. And I would not come here while in heat, that's a hazard not only for myself, but it's also a rude distraction for others that want to be in their own scenes." Katsuki knew better-- while he wanted to be adventurous, he was going to take the proper precautions, dammit. "I've been told my heats were unbearable to even be a bystander to-- if I'm in heat, I'm staying home." He admitted, remembering the first time his heat struck. He was an early bloomer, and he absolutely hated it, and he insisted upon being put on strong meds to counter act it all so he can go about his business with minimal discomfort and distraction.

Katsuki almost purred at how red the other was becoming, and chuckled softly. "A strong, gentle but firm hand.... it's comforting, knowing everyone here is under your watchful eye." He smirked softly, his tail curling near the tip with approval, though his scent thickened faintly as well. Despite being a villain, Riot was presenting himself like an ideal mate-- Katsuki needs to be careful here. He can't let feelings and instincts rule his actions, especially when on this mission. Could he be blamed, though?

Katsuki watched with amusement at the pair's banter, though the threat of burnt bedding did earn a soft yet still sympathetic chuckle from the hero. On one hand, it was hilarious, but on the other, he knew damn well that if Dabi was serious, there would only be ashes where the alpha's bedding was. "Has Dabi burnt your sheets before? Or is this something that could easily happen?" He asked, knowing he's put holes in his own bedding whilst enjoying his toys at home. He's never had a partner before, but at least he wasn't a complete stranger to his own body. Everyone always says that the real thing cannot fully be replicated, after all.

The tiger listened as Dabi explained his services and skill set, making mental note of everything the other disclosed. "For piercings, I was thinking snake or shark bites, maybe barbells as well, for visible areas." He began, "Though, I've been told I may look good with a naval piercing, too, though I'm not entirely sold. However, with ink, that would need more planning for sure, and off-site. But.... it's a bit embarrassing, but I've entertained the thought of a tramp stamp or a womb tattoo, mostly because they're the easiest to hide, yet show off to a partner." At least, so long as his hero outfit isn't absolutely shredded somehow, as it's built like a leotard now after many style changes and utility edits. Most bastards go for his chest, arms or head, after all.

[NicTheDjinn]

"I didn't think you were, but it's good to not assume, ya know? Just make sure you pick who your partner will be carefully and make sure everything is planned down to the last detail before playing it out as one or both of you might get too lost in the moment to make proper judgment calls. Unless their your mate and that's your intention, I highly suggest being on birth control so there aren't any, uh, long-term consequences. By that same token, also make sure your partner is clean." He honestly thought that the other wouldn't do something as reckless as that, but he needed to be sure to keep things under control here. The club was an excellent source of income and the last thing they needed was people drawing the wrong sort of attention at the club. Sorting out messes like that was... Unpleasant.

While it wouldn't be the first time someone complimenting his care over the club, hearing it be said so sincerely really felt wonderful. "Thank you..." He murmured again, not even knowing what else to say! He was being so nice and he took a lot of pride in the tight ship he ran here. At least he didn't have long to be embarrassed as his lover was quite the distraction. "He's got excellent control over his quirk, though having a fire extinguisher in the bedroom isn't a bad idea. I've only lost a couple of sheets to him." He teased his lover with a little smirk in his direction, the grumpy fire user looking less than amused. In his defense, this was a pretty standard expression for him.

As soon as Katsuki specified some of the piercings he was considering, blue eyes darted down to gaze at his lips, clearing thinking. "Snakebites and shark bites huh? Well, one pretty much piggybacks off the other. Start with snakebites and get a second set to complete the shark bites if you like them. Anyone with a flat tummy will look good with a naval piercing, but unless you like to wear your pants low, the healing process for that one can be a bitch." He paused for a short moment, eyes openly traveling over the blond's form. "You have nice tits for nipple piercings." The recommendation came so casually that it didn't remotely match the words actually being said. It was as bland as noting a particular color looked good on him, even as his gaze traveled lower, though the table was in the way of actually looking low enough to gaze where his womb would be.

"Both those tattoos send a bit of a message. Both make nice cum targets. Tramp stamps are known for it, but womb tattoos spin it a little differently. Tramp stamps are more about cum marking while womb tattoos are more... Intimate. Like they're trying to knock you up through the tattoo. Or they can just be decorative, but you probably won't be able to convince anyone of that. So... Are you actually a slut or you just like looking like one? Ah! Fuck!"

Right up to the end, Kirishima looked on as the two spoke, content as could be. Leave it to his brat to remember that he was supposed to be mean last second. The final comment got a reaction on the spot, the faux redhead leaning down to bite down on the shoulder closer to him.

"Fucking Hell, I can feel that shoulder!" Snapped the fire user, keeping very still till his boyfriend released the hold he had with his teeth.

"I am well aware. You know the rules, Dabi... You know better than to shame anyone in this house unless that's what they're looking for." He chided, locking eyes with the lion in his lap, and surprisingly the patchwork man grew still as he realized he was actually in trouble. "You're going to apologize. As for punishment..." His eyes drifted over to Bakugou, a smirk pulling at his lips. "What do you think might make up for what he said? Would you like to play with him a little tonight? Show him why he should be more mindful of his manners?"

[LovelyBones]

"I understand completely, and you shouldn't worry. I'm on birth control to help with my heat issues when I have to be put on a suppressant break. As for whether a partner is clean or not, what's the best way to vet that? I don't think everyone has their clean record on hand at all times, you know?" It was a concern, indeed. He would much rather stay clean if he could avoid it-- during his checkup to put his suppressants on hold, he had gotten himself checked. You never know, maybe your blood mixed with villain blood while in the heat of battle, and you could have caught something. Honestly, he checks frequently for that reason. There are a lot of risks to heroism, not just broken bones or long lasting injuries. "As cute as some children can be, that is not in my immediate future. With my job, it would he irresponsible to have a child only to have some stranger raise them." Sure, he would have preferred that over his own upbringing, but he wasn't going to share that.

Katsuki certainly looked forward to praising the other anytime he could, adoring the sweet reactions they earned. Hell, was it possible the other didn't get genuine praise often? If the hero had a say in it, that will change.... even though, really, it would be cruel if he was ever discovered. He should be careful if he chose to lift this man up, villain or not. "That is definitely a good idea. Honestly, a must for anyone that can cause a fire with their quirk. I've busted a friend for burning a hole into the couch arm because a mutual friend was being stupidly flirtatious." He still doesn't trust Todoroki with his furniture when Midoriya was around.

Katsuki listened to the fire user's advice, suggestions, though at the mention of nipple piercings, he involuntarily covered his chest, somewhat. "I appreciate the compliment, but I already get enough attention with my chest as is. You wouldn't believe how many horndogs have asked me to smother them." He rolled his eyes, before the other had made a comment on his tattoo placements, his expression becoming a bit displeased, yet still civil, for now. Luckily, before he could say a word, Riot had bitten the smaller male, and as he chastised, Katsuki couldn't help but readjust himself where he sat. While yes, it was a punishment, but once again, those teeth looked oh so inviting. He snapped to attention when the other proposed he take part in the punishment, and he swallowed softly. "Well.... as I'm new, and do not know his limits, would the two of you share them with me? It may seem tame, but the only thing that immediately comes to mind is maybe stringing him up, and overstimulating him in some way? Maybe find a way to make him beg?" He offered, at least knowing what he'd enjoy seeing. A brat pleading for proper release.... "Would that work? Or are there ideas you have in mind, Riot?" He asked, looking to the alpha. He was tempted to request that the wolf either eat him up or fill him nicely as Dabi watched, but he knew he had to be tactful about this, too. The true fun could wait, unless the big alpha was into the unspoken idea as well.

[NicTheDjinn]

“Sounds rough, sorry to hear that. Glad you’ve gotten it taken care of though. As for medical records, some people keep them in their wallets, but most don’t. You can either take their word that they’ve gotten themselves checked and are clean, which you should only do if you’re familiar with the person, or you discuss it ahead of time so you guys can show each other before you commit. There’s some medical apps that you can use to have your records available for easy access too. That’s starting to pick up popularity.” He offered, almost forgetting to mention the last one. Given his, uh, profession, the sources he got medical attention from were not exactly putting their information out there, much less of their less than legal clients.

Awww… The cutie was defensive about his chest… “I work in a sex dungeon. I would believe it.” He pointed out the obvious, and while that bit of snark was quite mild, slut calling without concent was distinctly not and apparently he wasn’t going to be given a pass for it either. Having to apologize to this stranger was hard enough, but to have his punishment handled by him to?! He listened to the punishment that was suggested for him and paled a little. How the fuck was this guy new to this?! What’s more, while his permission had been sought before, he was being bypassed now, aquamarine eyes darting over to meet his lover’s.

The faux redhead chuckled softly. “Only just met him and you already know how to hit him where it hurts…” Not that it was particularly difficult to figure out. Dabi clearly had an ego and to ask he beg? That was probably going to be the hardest part of this for him. While it wasn’t unheard of for him to do so, he generally didn’t beg, exactly, so much as demand permission. ‘Let me cum’ as opposed to ‘can I cum’. The result was the same as he would still wait for permission, but the tone was very different. Looking over at his partner he could see the struggle playing out too. “Babe. Color?”Sure enough, there was hesitation in responding. He was such a prideful thing, it really wouldn’t be surprising that the punishment felt severe to him, even if what was being suggested was pretty common in the lifestyle, similar to Bakugou’s own aversion to being bound. In the end, he tucked his face against the alphas neck, a hand coming up, hesitating, then tapping his fingers on the other’s bare chest exactly twice.”There’s my brave boy… You safety word if it’s too much. Don’t hurt yourself over this.” He cooed, pressing kisses into the older man’s hair. He turned his head then, laying his cheek in a mess of false raven hair. “I’ll be there with you, you don’t get to punish my sub without me. Pay close attention to his body language as you work him. Some subs have too much pride for their own good and fail to safety word on their own because they don’t want to disappoint, are afraid too, or their pride is too stubborn. Dabi experiences both the former and the latter, particularly with new people. When in doubt, ask for a color. If you feel uncomfortable, reel it in so your comfortable again or safe word out. His skin will rip if he struggles against something, so Dabi is never to be physically restrained. You can do something like pin his wrists down with your hand, but if he struggles, you let him go. For actual restraining, verbal restraints only. Meaning you tell him how you want him and he will hold that position on his own. Heh. Coming full circle now. You clean? We got checked last week and are clear.”