Rivals with benefits ( Dabihawks smut )

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Dabi walked into a bar, his dominant and strong aura saturating the front of the bar. Lazily, he walked over to a bar stool, after having a rough day, nothing was better than getting drunk out of his mind and have a good fuck with someone he probably won't even remember he did it with. His half unbuttoned black shirt peeked down to his abs as the flustered and petite waitress took his order of a dozen grey goose shots.

Hawks had just finished his shift, a good few hours later than originally intended. Patrol tended to take ages and he let out a tired sigh, unfolding his wings to stretch them out before slowing down his steps. The bar he had just arrived at didn't look fancy at all, probably full of potential criminals and low lifes, but he couldn't care less. Right now he just needed a drink somewhere without flashy cameras.

Dabi had gotten through half of his shots and everything was feeling very foggy and dizzy. He looked around hazily, and noticed the blond walk into the bar. He didn't recognize him because of how drunk he was, taking two more shots while he looked him up and down. He of course took the shots with small scrunches to the nose, but he was used to the burning sensation of alcohol. The winged male was probably the sexiest man he'd ever seen in his life and that was the guy he was determined to get in his bed.

Hawks sat down at a corner of the bar, relieved that it was busy enough for him not to get noticed as much. Most people were too drunk to care anyways at this point. He ordered a scotch, sitting down and massaging the bridge of his nose before nodding at the waitress bringing him his drink. It seemed as if he had just closed his eyes for a moment when a familiar scent hit his nostrils, making him tense up. His eyes scanned the bar, feathers on alert now. Dabi.

Dabi finished off all of his shots, and stood up. He went to an empty booth with two beers, waiting for the blond male to get somewhat tipsy because he seemed on edge. He was really close to just going up to him, but he didn't seem drunk enough. Dabi leaned back in his seat, in a relaxed position. His hips foreword in his nice black pants, his half unbuttoned shirt showing off his scarred chest and upper abs, his singular silver chain and multiple rings on his fingers. He ran a hand through his jet black hair, and chugged about half of his beer.

Seeing Dabi change into that empty booth made the blond raise a brow, maybe the other male had information again. It wasn't uncommon for them to exchange a few details here and there and Hawks was too tired to care. Dabi wouldn't kill him off in a public bar. He downed his scotch, walking over and just sitting down, his eyes flickering over Dabi's chest. A little smirk graced his lips now, it would be a lie to say Dabi wasn't fascinating to him, alluring...and maybe something more. "Didn't expect to see you here, hot stuff," Hawks said while sitting down, smirking again.

Dabi's eyes grazed his body as he came closer, up and back down, then darting up to his eyes. Like said before, his drunken state allowed him to forget a few things, looking over at the male, he didn't recognize him. The arsonist leaned towards him as he sat across him on the other side of the booth. He finished off his drink and grinned at him in a seductive way..he was normally flirty with him but not on this level. "Who are you, again?"

Hawks licked his lips, letting out a little chuckle, "Quite shit-faced, are we? Well, let's just same I'm just here for a few drinks and some fun tonight, no info, no intel." traced his index finger over the second beer Dabi had ordered, "For me? How generous of you~" He knew he was playing a dangerous game with Dabi but given the state the arsonist was in it would hardly have any consequences.

Dabi smirked at him and rested his elbow on the table. He hadn't drank from the other beer, just the one he was finishing now. He licked around the tip of the bottle in his own hand and then drank the rest of it. "Mh I don't think so pretty boy..~ you're gonna have to beg for it, if you really want it~" he slurred out, taking a drink from the beer he blond had traced his finger over. He sat it down and leaned forward towards him, "I could give you a taste if you like.." he whispered, his face only a few inches from the male's.

When Dabi's tongue traced the tip of the bottle Hawks' pupils dilated, the villain's tongue looking rather long and skilled. Goddammit. He cleared his throat, "Oh, so you want me to beg, staples? I should have guessed you're into that. But you know what?" his face moved closer as well, "I only beg occasionally, so make me and we'll see~" The winged hero didn't know what was going through his head downright flirting with the villain but having Dabi so close always did things to him.

Dabi hummed and grinned, "I'm into just about anything..~" he slurred out, lifting his calloused fingers to the male's sharp jaw. He held it surprisingly gentle, until he tightened his grip just a little, making the veins in his hands and arm, bulge. He grazed his pierced tongue over his teeth, hot, alcoholic and minty breath came from his mouth as he spoke, "I could make you a lot more things than just beg, pretty bird..~"

Dabi's fingers made a jolt of pleasure rush straight to his crotch and Hawks let out a slightly heavier breath, heartbeat loud and fast. Sure they've touched before but never this gentle, never in a context as intimate as this. Their last meeting had been in a warehouse and had Keigo been in there with him an hour longer, he would have exploded, dick so hard he'd trouble flying comfortably afterwards. His eyes watched the veins in Dabi's arm as he swallowed, "You know, the commission gives out pretty good whiskey every year during Christmas. Wanna join me and have a taste?" It was a lousy excuse and he knew it but Hawks needed to get out of this bar to not make it even more embarrassing for himself.

Dabi could see what he was doing to the male, just by the slow heavy bobs of his Adams apple or the fact that his golden eyes sparked with lust for a quick second, and it was turning him on. He makes a clear effort to make people horny, and it does work most of the time. "I have bourbon at my apartment, c'mon, I'll show you some real fun..~" he whispered. He stood up using the table for support, and when he got out of the booth, he took the blond by the collar of his shirt to get him up on his feet.

Hawks didn't even drink much but Dabi was making him feel proper drunk now, arousal mixing with his tipsy state. He let himswlf being pulled up, wings neatly folded shut so that it wouldn't be more difficult. "Bourbon is fine with me, flames," he whispered with a little wink, cheeks slightly flushed. Was he seriously considering going there with Dabi? To the villain's apartment? His hero training taught him better and yet Keigo couldn't care less, his mind too fogged up with alcohol, pleasure and drowsiness. "Lead the way~" he whispered.
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