Lock the Door(Again)
  • LECTURAS 1,109
  • Votos 22
  • Partes 1
  • Hora 51m
  • LECTURAS 1,109
  • Votos 22
  • Partes 1
  • Hora 51m
Concluida, Has publicado mar 18, 2023
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He's dizzy with pleasure as he looks up at Hawks, "What the fuck did I say about knocking, you idiot," he breathily says.
The way Hawks seems to be frozen in shock only for his gaze to become darker as he finally processes the scene that's playing in front of him has Dabi whimpering quietly to himself. He can't help the way he gyrates his hips against the toy, pressing it harder into his prostate, "Go," a small gasp leaves him before he tries again, "Go away."

Art Credits to @ paulon_arts his new @ dumsagee on twt

This is for you Terry, better late the never:] (10.6k)
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"I like this position." Dabi says smirking. I roll my eyes pushing the knife closer to his neck. "Do you really want to try the person who is holding your life in their hands?" I say annoyed as always. "Well, I know you are a hero." he says continuing his conversation before. Well duh. Everyone knows I'm a hero. "I also know you kill people." Silence. The same thick piercing silence from when you were playing that game in the basement. "I don't kill people." I say in a waving tone. How does he even know that. "Lionel Kinner." Dabi states. I didn't know what to say. Before I could even react Dabi flipped us over putting me underneath him with him pushing my own hand, with the knife, against my neck. His hand was holding my wrist tightly as he put my other hand above my head. "I like this position more." Dabi says with a smirk. My mind is racing too much is happening. I can't process all of this at once. How did he know about Lionel, and how can I get out of here?