Spicy Hotwings

Frisky messages ×

A couple days after his date, and the little fun text message Dabi had sent him... it left Hawks curious.

He sent Dabi a selfie of him in a crop top with a seductive expression on his face. Waiting for a reply had him pacing back and forth infront of his couch.

This could go bad in every way possible. Or Dabi could ignore it, like he does most of the time and carries on like it never happened. He bit his lower lip, wanting Dabi to respond. He didn't take this cute selfie for nothing.

He sipped on a beer, and patiently waited. An hour had gone by, and Hwks had fixated on the news.

His phone finally buzzing. He instantly grabbed it and his heart jumped. It was from Dabi... he responded?

"What else you got to show me, little bird?" Hawks read across the small screen.

He let's out a small chuckle before writing, "Come find out ;))" And hitting send. He could feel his body growing warm. He squirmed slightly and rubbed the back of his neck.

His phone buzzed a minute later. Dabi had sent— he sent a picture. It was of Dabi himself, holding his loose white shirt up by his teeth. Exposing his stomach and some of his chest. The look in Dabi's eyes made Hawks melt.

Hawks sent a couple blushing emoji's with the tongue hanging out. It was definitely too hot in here. His hand ran down his abdomen, rubbing over his crotch. He could already feel his arousal.

"Oh, fuck..." Hawks groaned.  Nothing like feeling sexually frustrated. Women were easy for him, but men? But Dabi? It felt different. It was instant. With women, it took a little bit to feel something.

His hand began to explore himself. His boney fingers gliding over his chest and stomach. Craving his touch. Then sliding underneath the elastic band of his grey sweats. His hand met his erection, grabbing the length and beginning to steadily pump himself. His palm rolling over the tip.

A hum left Hawk's lips.

His phone buzzed. Another picture. "Is this what you want?" Was the caption. Dabi had sent a dick pick, showing his Jacob's latter. His fingers around the base. A knowing smirk on Dabi's lips. 

"Ha—" Hawks' breathing hitched. His hand stroking himself harder. His mind growing fuzzy.

"I want you inside of me." Hawks sent without thinking. His cheeks gaining color.

"How bad?" Dabi responded.

"Right now." Hawks sent back.

Then Dabi calls Hawks. His heart leaping into his throat. His thumb nervously accepts the call, and he presses it to his ear.

"God, damn it, Dabi..." Hawks speaks first. His voice held a slight tremble. Dabi let out a light chuckle, which sent a shiver down Hawks' spine. Biting his lower lip.

"I wanna hear your voice." Dabi's own voice had a small tremble. His breathing slightly heavy.

"Oh.~" Hawks groaned once more. His erection wet, dripping pre cum. His thumb massaging the slit as his hand swivled up and down his shaft.

"I wanna bend you over the counter... make you take all of it..." Dabi spoke, his voice drenched with lust and need.

"Oh, fuck, please..." Hawks moaned, practically. "I-I'm so close, baby..."

On the other end of the line, Dabi smiled at being called baby. His breathing uneven. His boney hands stroking his pierced length at quick pace. His shoulder keeping his phone in place next to his ear.

"Cum for me. Say my name name." Dabi responded, his voice taking a slightly higher pitch. As he also felt himself getting close.

Hawks' cheeks burned as he moaned out Dabi's name. A wild rush of pleasure washed over him as he came hard into his hand. A white substance running down over his fingers.

And that drew Dabi over the edge. His breath caught in his chest, arching his back. Toes curling. A hand pressing against he wall above his head.

The two of them trying to catch their breath.

After a moment or two, Hawks finally spoke shyly.

"That was— kinda nice."

Dabi hummed in agreement through the phone.