Pretty Bird - Redemption Part One

Mine

Dabi huffed in frustration, grabbing a pair of worn sweats from the dresser and sliding them up Hawks hips. He twitched the blankets out of the way before kneeling beside Hawks again, tucking an arm under his knees and around his shoulders, surprised yet again by how heavy he was for someone his size. He settled him on the bed gently, laying him on his side and trying not to pin his wings. Hawks moaned softly as Dabi situated him, but didn't wake up.

If he were a better person he might actually feel a little guilty about the situation. But he wasn't and he didn't. From their very first encounter he'd wanted to own him, possess him. Brand himself into Hawks' very soul so he would never leave.

Dabi watched him breathe for a moment, once he was satisfied it was even, he grabbed a clean washcloth from the bathroom and used it to clean up the drying come on Hawks face. He tucked the blankets over him.

He grinned, the staples closest to his mouth pulling the skin taut. Who knew Hawks could deepthroat a dick like that?

He clicked his tongue, yanking the blankets up to cover Hawks. He'd intended to fuck the bird through the floor, but somniphilia wasn't his thing, so that wasn't gonna be happening. Yet.

He reached for the ends of the chains still cuffed around Hawks wrists and wrapped them around the bed frame, melting the ends together. Hawks probably wouldn't be waking up for a while, but Dabi didn't want him running off if he did. His room was in a part of town that wasn't exactly hero friendly. On top of that, if the League found out he was alive, neither of them would live much longer.

Dabi stood, stripping off his shirt and jeans as he walked to the bathroom. He turned the water in the shower as hot as it would go and stepped in, letting it cascade over his body. It burned a little over the healthy skin, turning it a bright red, but he could barely feel it on his scars. Every once in a while he'd get some kind of sharp pain or something almost like an itch, but for the most part the nerves were long dead.

He leaned back against the shower wall, thinking of Hawks' lips closed around his dick, cheeks puffed up and then hollowing out as he'd sucked him off. He'd been nowhere near satisfied when the bird had gone and passed out on him.

Dabi fisted a hand around himself, half hard already. He pressed the tips of his fingers between the lines of piercings, running his hand up and down, using his thumb to apply pressure to the head on each upward stroke. His lips parted and he drew in a shaky breath that turned into a deep groan at the base of his throat. Hawks lewd face stayed at the forefront of his thoughts and Dabi circled his hand around his cock, remembering the slick feeling of Hawks taking him down his throat. He came with a grunt, spilling onto the shower floor and letting it wash down the drain.

He shivered. The water was getting cold.

***

He left the room after his shower, wearing a dark hoodie and a mask that covered most of his scars, carrying a backpack. Not that he actually cared about the sidelong stares and shocked whispers, sometimes it was just better to blend in. A few hours and petty thefts later and he was back in his room, backpack full of swiped food and drink, even some first aid stuff for Hawks' head.

He was exactly how Dabi had left him. Dabi set his backpack down, stripped off his mask and hoodie and leaned over Hawks, shaking his shoulder. "Oy. Wake up Hawks."

Hawks moaned softly, brows knitting together. "Tired..."

Dabi smirked, half rolling his eyes and tried a different approach. "Come on, wake up pretty bird."

Hawks' cheeks flushed and a smile teased his lips. Dabi preened his fingers through Hawks' hair, keeping his voice low. "You like when I call you pretty bird?"

"Mhmm."

"If you open your eyes, I'll give you a kiss."

Long seconds ticked by before Hawks eyes finally slitted open. Dabi stroked his thumb over Hawks' cheekbone. "Good little bird."

"Kiss."

Dabi chuckled. "So demanding."

He incinerated the chains first, being careful not to burn Hawks skin and feeling oddly benevolent. Hawks shuffled upright, watching him with wide eyes. Dabi braced a knee against the bed and cupped a hand under Hawks' jaw, pulling him close and softly pressing their lips together. Hawks hummed, eagerly opening up to let Dabi in. He held back, wanting to savor this moment for reasons he didn't care to address, taking his time in exploring Hawks' mouth.

Hawks whined and Dabi swallowed the sound, claiming it as his own. Hawks pressed into him, pulling at his shirt and pants. Dabi broke the kiss and pushed his hands away. "No. You got your reward."

"Want more."

"Later." Dabi reached for the backpack and pulled it onto the bed, digging in it for a bottle of water and pain reliever. He shook two pills onto his palm and held them out with the water. "Take these. Are you hungry?"

Hawks pouted, actually pouted, as he took the water and pills. Dabi shook his head, electing to ignore it. "I asked if you were hungry."

"...No."

"Fine. Sit still a minute. " Dabi pulled the first aid supplies from the backpack and set it back on the floor. He opened the bottle of disinfectant and poured it on a gauze pad, dabbing at the wound on Hawks' head. Hawks flinched away. "Oww."

"Don't be a baby." Dabi continued cleaning up the area around the wound, relieved to find it wasn't as big as he thought. He slathered some ointment on a fresh square of gauze and taped it over the wound. "How's your head feel?"

"Mm... Heavy."

"Dizzy?"

"Uh-uh."

"Nauseous?"

Hawks was quiet for a second before he answered. "I was."

Dabi rolled his eyes. "How do you feel now?"

"'M'okay."

"Good." Dabi climbed off the bed, taking the backpack with him and dumping its contents into an empty drawer. Hawks mumbled something and Dabi turned back to the bed. "What?"

Hawks locked eyes with him. "Why am I here? You don't... seem to want much from me..."

Dabi raised an eyebrow. "Much?"

A light shade of pink stained Hawks cheeks. "I thought you wanted me to be your...pet..."

Dabi smirked, crossing the room in a few long strides and locked his hand under Hawks' jaw. Hawks' eyes widened in surprise, a tiny bit of fear flickering through them. Dabi felt him swallow against his palm. "Don't you worry your pretty little bird brain about that. I have every intention of making you mine."