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It's almost dawn by the time you crawl in through your bedroom window, muscles aching and body tender from a night out in the city. You're constantly telling yourself that it's the last time, that you won't go out anymore, that you'll stay right behind your computer where you belong. Hero work isn't your thing, it never was, you're a hacker, it's your quirk, fighting crime as a series of numbers and symbols is how you save the world. Going out there and getting beaten up for zero thanks isn't how your life was supposed to turn out.
You're bone tired but at least you got the data you needed. A hefty price was paid for it but at least now you can keep your client happy and hope they'll be none the wiser as to how you got it. For the life of you can't understand the guy; he's got attitude, he's an asshole and he only talks to you in a series of grunts, scowls and one word at a time but he keeps coming back like some weird kind of demented guardian angel. Dabi's nothing like Hawks is, yet both of them seem to have some weird kind of obsession with their cute little IT geek .
Wincing lighty, you take your jacket off and toss it across the room and just miss the sleeping cat on the chair in the corner. Preying that she doesn't wake up, you tiptoe across the room for the bathroom. The plan is to shower, rub some ice gel on your aching muscles and crawl into bed like a little old lady. Looks like you've a date with your bed and Netflix when you'll wake up sometime in the afternoon. Not that it matters, your work hours are fucked up, buying and selling information is a weird kind of business.
You're about to turn the shower on when there's a loud knock on the front door. Given the fact that it's not even five am, the last thing you wanna do is wake up old Mrs Norris in 7B cause she would complain to the building manager. The guy's a sleeze and Mrs Norris is a bitch. Alright, maybe you do wanna wake her up which is why you slowly make your way to answer the door. Peering through the peephole was the smarter thing to do, you can see Hawks standing out there and boy does he look furious. Oops.
"Let me in kid or I'll break the damn door down."
Yeah he's pissed alright because that data you stole for Dabi belonged to Hawks. Guy might have wings to get around high above the clouds but there ain't nothing better than knowing your way around the urban environment. You put your hand on the door handle but didn't open it. "Hawks it's not five am, go home before my neighbours complain." Conducting business out of your apartment probably isn't the smartest idea when it comes to shit like this.
"Open the door kid," Hawks warns again.
"Goodnight Hawks," you call out. Stepping away from the door your feet carry you back to your bedroom, the window’s open and you’re sure you closed it when you came in. “What’s the doing open?” you muse, walking over to close it. That shower’s looking better and better right now but the path to the doorway is blocked and Dabi’s holding your cat in his hands. You scream when you see him and before you’re able to process what the hell is going on, there’s a rush of red passed your face and several of Hawk’s feathers come to your defence. “What the fuck?!” you shriek, stumbling and falling right over the corner of the bed. “Holy shit! Dabi, don’t climb through the window!” you curse, making the villain smirk. "Use the door like a normal person!"
“How else was I supposed to get in? Birdbrain was at the door.” Dabi’s fingers comb through Lady’s fur and the damn cat is lapping it up as he locks eyes with Hawks in the open doorway. “Gonna put your feathers away Hawks? I’ve got business with the little mouse here. She owes me.”
Hawks scoffs at him, “I should have known you were involved. You ask me for the data and suddenly it goes missing and the kid’s involved.” There’s something going on here that’s got you feeling a little uneasy, a hero and a villain shouldn’t be standing there having a dick measuring contest in your apartment. Theoretically they should be fighting it out by now and there’d probably be some property damage, it’d happened before the last time Shigaraki was here and your mentor showed up.
Dabi smirks, it’s twisted and dark and so beautiful that it suddenly makes you blush and you’re forced to turn away so he can’t see your red face. “Wanna move along there birdbrain? I’ve got business with my employee.”
“Yeah, like I’d leave her here alone with you,” Hawks argues.
There’s definitely something going on here that you clearly know nothing about. You pick yourself up off your ass and grab a couple of pillows off the bed so you can throw them at the pair. It’s not the best kind of weapon but it’ll do because they’re not paying attention whilst they talk about you. “Boys! God, time out! Separate corners or something, least you could do is put your dicks away and get the fuck outta my apartment. I’m tired and sore.”
Hawks looks at you like a disappointed parent. “You wouldn’t be sore if you weren’t running through alleyways and dodging me. You’re not a hero kid, and you’re certainly not a villain so stop acting like it.” He puts his hand out and motions for you to give him the USB stick you’d stored the information on. “Come on kid, cough it up and I won’t have to arrest your ass. Let’s go.”
“Arresting her ass isn’t what you wanna do with it,” Dabi shoots off casually. He sounded like he could have been talking about the weather considering how blase it came out of his mouth. “Get lost Keigo, I called dibs first.”
I called dibs first...what the...oh holy shit , you gasp when realisation hits you like a freight train.
“No you didn’t.” Hawks steps over to you and puts an arm around your body, drawing you closer and further away from Dabi. “I told you to back off the first time we had this conversation, hasn’t changed since then.”
They...they were fighting over you? What? No way, that shit didn’t happen to you, that shit happened to pretty girls with big boobs, not the mousy IT geek who knows not enough about parkour, too many fandom references and which dildo works the best at what angle. You play in the big kids backyard when you shouldn’t and no one ever, ever flirts with you. You’re average, boring, nothing too exciting. The very idea of two embodiments of Greek mythology arguing about you in your bedroom makes you wanna hide under the bed and disappear.
This has gone far beyond the data you stole and you knew it.
“Oh my god get the hell out!” you snap, pushing Hawks away. “Both of you.” As much as it intrigues you, the idea of the two of them fighting over you doesn’t make the nasty insults and teasing from your childhood get out of your mind. Too fat, too tall, too short, not pretty enough. Average. No matter how hard you worked your looks, it was never good enough. Hell, even your parents like to take jabs every so often which does wonders, you hide behind a computer screen for a reason. There was always the occasional person who took an interest but things always ended the same way...them criticising you for your looks and you hated it. “I don’t need you in here making fun of me like that! My body and my feelings aren’t a game! Get out!” you snap angrily.
You pushed passed Dabi angrily and stormed into the bathroom with your wounded pride, slamming the door behind you. God they’re stupid. Sitting on the toilet, you lean forward, burying your face in your hands to try and steady the feelings in your chest. Hawks and Dabi are gorgeous in their own way, individually they shine but together...well fuck, you’d be kidding yourself if you didn’t say that you’d thought about it once or twice alone in your bedroom but that was just a fantasy. Nothing more. They were standing in your bedroom making fun of you by claiming to have called dibs on you. Was it just a game? Were they bored? Play with the little hacker and when she eats it up, drop her and laugh to all your buddies? If that was the case you never wanted to see either of them again.
Knock, knock knock. “Hey kid, wanna open the door?” Hawks almost sounds like you've wounded him in some way.
You stare at the door just willing them to leave.
“We’re not playing around little mouse,” Dabi spoke through the door. “Open the door or we’ll break it down.”
Urg, and he would too, you knew that much already. This is the guy that broke your Hello Kitty mug because he said it was looking at him weirdly and invited himself to dinner on way too many occasions. Indignantly you get up to open the door and stare them both down. "Get out of my apartment, I'm tired. I'm sore. I fell over a trash can thanks to Tweety Bird's feathers so my bruises have bruises. Please, I'm begging you."
"Not the kind of begging I wanna hear songbird." The comment throws you off guard majorly but not as much as Hawks moving forward and placing his fingers on your lips. "I only got angry because I care about you and unfortunately so does this asshole."
That tight hurt feeling you've got in the bottom of your stomach boils over into anger. "I'm not a game!" you snap angrily. "I have feelings Hawks, both of you just get out and stop trying to hurt me. I've seen it all before, I don't need to be added into whatever fucked up game you're playing." It was making you so damn angry that they thought this was something fun to do.
"Who says we're playing games?" Dabi questions. "That's you little mouse. We're not playing around, I told you before you're my mouse and no overgrown bird's gonna take you from me. You're mine," he growls.
You go to step away because both are too close and Dabi grabs you before you can get outta reach. He pulls you against him and wraps his arms around you possessively, "tell this birdie to get lost so we can have some fun." His hands slips lower and rubs between your legs roughly drawing a whimper from you that you immediately try to hide. Dabi won't have it though, he purrs in your ear. "This ain't a game little mouse. Been watching you for months, waiting for a chance to strike. When I'm done I'll hunt down every bastard who thinks putting those kinds of ideas in your head was fun."
Almost... he almost has you there. Your cheeks are burning red and you're stuck between the sheer humiliation you know is coming and wanting to give in. Your dildo can only go so far and fuck you wanna know what Dabi's dick feels like, but Hawks is still here he's positively seething with anger.
"Let her go Dabi," he snaps. "She doesn't want you touching her."
Dabi grins, "I think she does. Why don't you run along and let the big kids do adult things."
He flicks open the button on your pants and starts to work on the zipper, Hawks lashes out and grabs the fire starter's wrist before he can go any further. You whine in annoyance and frustration, it could be at yourself or them, you just don't know. "Please," you whisper, eyes brimming with tears. You're not exactly sure what you're begging for but part of you doesn't care if it hurts later on, you just want to feel it.
"Please what?" Dabi smirked cockily. "All you gotta do is ask little mouse and I'll eat you right up, heroes be damned."
Hawks scowled, "Dabi, stop it."
"Or what? She's enjoying it and you're just jealous I got her first." Dabi slipped his hand behind your pants regardless of the fact that Hawks still had a hold on it. His smirk grew wider as a single digit stroked your panties between your legs. "Look at this, little mouse is already wet."
You whine. "Dabi, don't say that!" Your eyes are wide and locked with Hawks' golden ones, you wanna say sorry and tell him to go but underneath the anxiousness and anger, it's all kind of…hot?
Hawks lets go of Dabi's hand and takes a step forward so you're practically trapped between the pair. "What do you say kid? Wanna play with us?"
Did he just…did he just suggest both of them? At the same time? Your mouth opens and you go to speak, Dabi's fingers slide passed the fabric barrier that’s your underwear and he gingerly strokes your pussy. All that comes out is a pathetic whine and your head falls back against his shoulder.
"Oh yeah, she totally does," he teases. "Never realised the little songbird was such a slut."
Oh my god. "Guys," you whine, cheeks burning the same red as Hawks' wings. "I'm not a slut."
Chuckling darkly, Dabi nibbled on your ear, "not yet anyway."
Hawks took hold of your pants, pushing them down along with your underwear and let them pool at your ankles, making escape virtually impossible. "Mmmm," he groaned, "looking good there songbird." The pro hero pulled your shirt up over your head but Dabi in his infinite wisdom decided burning the front of your bra open was a smart idea. He could have just taken it off.
"Dabi!" you shriek, the heat a surprise against your already heated flesh. "Oh my god just take it off." You wriggle out of the ruined garment and try to throw it at his face but it misses by a mile.
"Just go along with the ride mouse," Dabi ordered. He rubbed his cheek against yours and spun you around so he could push you backwards onto the bed. Turquoise eyes scanned your naked form, "mmm, looking good enough to eat." He took a hold of your ankle and dragged you towards him, when you tried to kick out Dabi grabbed your other ankle and spread your legs. "God you're so wet mouse, does the idea of getting fucked by two men excite you?"
Every instinct in your body tells you to close your legs so he can't look at you but Dabi's grip is hard and he clearly wants to look. You look over for Hawks just in time to see feathers scatter about the room as he takes his jacket off. At this point you're sure that your heart couldn't beat any faster than it already was because this clearly was happening. There were two men in your bedroom and both wanted to fuck you. This shit never happened. Hawks catches your eyes and he smirks, "looking good songbird." He swoops down and captures your lips, forcing your lips apart with a simple gesture.
You moan into this kiss knowing full well they were gonna kill you. There's a harsh grip on your thigh and suddenly a searing pain shooting up your body from where Dabi bit you. There's definitely gonna be bruises there tomorrow and you really couldn't care less.
"Dabi, Jesus, don't break her."
Dabi chuckled, "oh I'm not gonna break her, I'm just gonna mark her up so everybody sees who she belongs to. Be thankful I'm letting you play Keigo."
Hawks glares at him but turns back to you, "use your words kid, tell me what you want."
You've never really had that option before. "I…" you flush and look away, unable to find the words that sit on your tongue. You can see the tent in his pants, Hawks is hard and you really wanna see him...maybe touch him and taste him too. Licking your lips, you let the blonde guide you back to him and he kisses you again, softer this time. "I wanna see it...your dick," you tell him.
"Naughty little mouse." Dabi trails his fingers down your thigh, pausing to stroke the bite mark he'd left behind then moving on. He slides a single digit against your pussy, letting it slip between your folds right before adding another. A short gasp slips out followed by a deep moan, one that you're not too familiar with. Dabi's fingers feel like heaven inside you, hot even but so damn good. It'd been ages since you felt like this and you're sure he could probably make you cum like this. "Listen to all the sound's you're making. I wanna hear you scream."
He looked across at Hawks, his lips twisted in a feral expression, one you’ve only ever seen before when he was going up against Endeavor. “She wants to see your dick birdbrain, do I need to do everything for you?”
“Fuck off Dabi,” Hawks shoots back. The blonde unzips his pants painfully slow and you’re sure your mouth is watering by the time he gets rid of them, his cock heavy and completely erect, only an inch or so away from your lips. “Like what you see songbird?” he smirks.
Shamelessly you push up on your elbows and lean closer, breath hitched in your throat as Dabi fingers your soaked pussy. Concentrating on anything is kinda hard but you force yourself to focus and take his dick in hand, giving it a stroke.
Hawks hisses. “Fuck songbird.”
“That’s the idea,” you giggle, instantly hating yourself for even speaking.
Regardless though it makes Hawks laugh and he inches closer. “Wrap your lips around my cock baby, show me what that wicked mouth can do.”
Well, when he puts it like that. You lean in, the angle’s a little straining on your aching muscles but it doesn’t stop you from swiping your tongue across the angry red tip of Hawks’ cock. Many a fantasy had been had about what he was hiding in his pants, between Hawks and Dabi being frequent visitors to your sexual fantasies this was literally a dream come true.
Dabi’s eyes watch closely, never leaving the pair of you whilst he watches you tentatively lavish Hawks with attention. “Hmmm, naughty little mouse.” He curls his fingers, staring right into your soul as you wrap your lips around the tip. “I’ve half a mind to take a picture,” he smirkes.
You want to object but Hawks tweaks your nipple at the same time Dabi’s thumb brushes over your clit, the dual assaults making you buck crazily. It’s too much, too quickly but at the same time no fantasy was ever this good. There’s no way you’re passed out on your bed drooling into the pillow, you really can taste the salty, bitter pre-cum on the cock stretching your lips wide.
Hawks chuckles, his hand brushes through your hair and he grips a chunk, surging forward to shove more of his dick on your mouth. You moan around his length, trying not to choke and the sudden harshness of his actions as he fucks your mouth raw. It feels wonderful. “You look amazing songbird, like you’re made to take my cock.”
You buck against Dabi’s ministrations, his thumb pushing harshly against your clit and fingers stroking your inner walls. He can feel you clenching around him, the way he quickened his pace he seems to just be able to tell that you were on the edge. “Come on mouse, sing for me.”
A task not that easy with a mouth full of dick. You strain, your eyes practically roll in the back of your head and the coil in your stomach snaps, smashing any revolve you have left. Hawks waste’s no time pulling his cock free, the pair of them sit back to watch you sob and twitch on the bed whilst Dabi continues to abuse your sensitive body. “Fuck you look amazing,” Hawks breaths out.
Your body’s still twitching as you look up, the man’s face is full of awe and his eyes are aflame. Hawks clearly wants to devour you and Dabi has a whole different expression on his face. He wants to destroy you. Yup...you’re going to die and you’re going to like it.
Dabi withdraws his hand and proceeds to lick your juices off his fingers. “Mmm, tastes like heaven.” He leans over your body and cups the back of your neck, pulling you into what you could only describe as a searing kiss. Hawks kisses like he means to unravel you then put you back together again, Dabi on the other hand kisses like he wants to consume every part of your soul. He doesn’t so much as asks for permission instead he just takes and takes and takes, his tongue exploring every corner of your mouth like a man conquering new land.
You can taste yourself on his lips, it lingers when you part, Dabi leaving you breathless. He forces you to sit up, not that you mind because the bastard’s clearly putting on some kind of show. Dabi takes a moment to undress, he throws his clothes everywhere, not caring where they land, and you can see how far the scarring on his body really goes. You lean forward, almost ignoring Hawks so you can put a hand on the scared purple flesh across his chest, those same surgical staples traverse the outside of them too, just like the ones on his face. The question of what happened sits on your lips but Dabi gives you that look and you instantly snap your mouth shut.
Hawks hugs you from behind, the pro kissing your neck and pulling you back into him. “Look at him songbird,” he whispers, directing your eyes to his cock.
“Oh shit,” you whisper, eyes growing wide and the piercing’s that decorate the underside of his dick. How the hell is that kind of thing even possible? Must’ve hurt but fuck it’s gonna feel good inside you. You swallow the thick lump in your throat, licking your lips in hunger. “Please…” you whine.
Dabi wraps his fingers around his cock and gives it a lazy stroke, “you wanna feel daddy’s dick inside you mouse? Roll over, I wanna see that sweet little ass of yours.”
You grimace at that, it’s not like your ass is exactly small but the way Dabi looks at you puts the fear of god in you so you turn over, no questions asked.
“Looks like you’re good at taking instructions after all songbird,” Hawks sighs. He leans in and cups your chin, stopping when he’s just inches away from you, “after what you did today if you pull that stunt again im’ma put you across my knee and make that ass so red you can’t sit down for a week.
“Is that supposed to deter me?” Suddenly you feel a little braver than you should have and it shows right before a sharp slap is delivered to your ass.
“DABI!” you shriek.
“Should’ve known you’d be a slut for pain,” he sniggers. Dabi rubs his hand over your ass where he slapped you and it starts to suddenly grow hotter. Without warning he lets go then slaps you again, this time a little harsher. “I’d say listen to birdbrain over there but I like the colour red on you.” He slaps you again and again and again until your ass is stinging and tears gather in the corner of your eyes, you knew you could ask him to stop but there’s that little voice in the back of your head that refuses to. You want to endure, you want to see this through and find out where it goes. “Making daddy proud there little mouse,” Dabi assures you. He leans over your body, his cock pressing against your ass so he can kiss the back of your neck.
He’s deliberately teasing you, letting his dick slide against your body and driving you crazy. “Dabi, please,” you beg. Right now you’re not above begging him to impale you and show you he knows how to use the damn thing.
“Please what?” he teases.
Hawks rubs his thumb over your lips, stopping to press it against your tongue, “you’ve got words songbird, tell Dabi exactly where you want him to stick his cock.”
You didn’t think it was possible for your face to get any redder but low and behold, you’re probably the colour of a boiled lobster by now. “I-I-Dabi, please,” you whimper, “please fuck me.”
“Fuck you or fuck with you?” he asks.
A frustrated whine spills passed your lips and you want to smack them both. “God, Dabi please stick your dick in my pussy and fuck me.”
“Because you asked so nicely, little mouse.” Dabi takes hold of your hips, his grip harsh and certainly bruising, he doesn’t take a moment to pause or let you adjust, instead he just slams in, filling you to the hilt in a single thrust.
You cry out, jolting forward so your face is buried in Hawks’ thigh. He’s bigger than what you first thought, stretching you wider so that it burns a little at first. “Oh holy fuck!” you curse, gripping the sheets tightly as your body adjusts to the sudden intrusion. It feels amazing, the pleasure mixed in with the pain, if this is a one time thing you wanna make sure you feel it for days.
Hawks clicks his tongue and shakes his head, “what a mouth you’ve got songbird. Such filthy language. I think you should put it to good use, don’t you?”
You find yourself nodding, he takes a chunk of your hair in one hand and uses the other to guide his cock passed your lips. Like Dabi, he doesn’t give you much time to adjust, instead snapping his hips forward as if to use you like just another hole. You don’t mind, least not now anyone, afterwards probably another story.
Dabi's grip is almost painful, his fingers are buried into your thighs hard enough you're sure there's either going to be blood or bruises. The piercings on his cock brush against your insides adding a whole new sensation you don't completely hate, you want to look back, to see him, but Hawks holds your hair with an iron grip as he fucks you just as relentlessly as Dabi does. It feels like they're just using you to release some built-up tension, you don't care, they've got you stuffed full and fuck you never want it to end. You want them to mark you up so much that everyone who sees you questions what the hell you've been up to.
Dinner with your family tomorrow night is gonna be so damn interesting.
It's brutal and fast and all you can do is hold on for the ride because neither of them are letting you go from where you're trapped between them. Your mind races, you try to at least put some effort in using your tongue on Hawks and clench your pussy around Dabi but neither of them are patient enough for that.
"Fuck little mouse," Dabi hisses, his thrusts going from long and deep to shallow and sharp, he's deliberately trying to drive you up the wall. "Had dreams about this, been thinking about what it'd take to train you into the shape of me cock. Never would have thought that'd include Keigo over here, you look too good with your lips around his cock," he sneers. "You're not allowed to cum until we do, and if you do I'll punsih you."
Your eyes practically roll back in your head the way that Dabi orders you around as he fucks you. What the punishment night entile is almost enough to make you consider disobeing. Almost. "We gotta do this again, I want the world to see who you belong to, fucking let 'em watch for all I care. You're my little mouse." He laughs sharply, your pussy clenches around him and your mind races with the thought of him doing just that with an audience. It should horrify you instead it just turns you on. "God, she likes the idea. Little slut."
Hawks growls, his grip on your hair is iron tight and he slams his cock deep down into your throat and holds it there, completely cutting off your oxygen. "She ain't just yours Dabi. She's ours now and I ain't ever letting her go."
That sounds almost too good to be true, you know people will say anything in the heat of the moment.
Hawks grips your chin with his hand and pulls back, watching you chase his spit-shined cock with only a thin line of saliva between the two, a smirk on his face. "Is my dirty little songbird hungry for more?" he asks you, using the tip of his dick to smeer pre-cum and your own saliva across your lips.
Tears drip down from the corners of your eyes as you greedily take in the oxygen you were deprived of and you nod, your voice raspy as you try to beg for more. A small chuckle slips out of him and Hawks shakes his head. "Use your words songbird." It's difficult to find the right ones, Hawks might have given you a break but Dabi hasn't, his short, sharp thrusts driving you mindlessly into oblivion. "Come on, use your words. Beg me for more of my cock. Beg daddy for more."
You whine like a bitch in heat and look up to meet his eyes. “Please daddy, I want your cock.”
That cocky little smirk doesn't go anywhere, it just gets wider as he watches you form the words. "See, I knew you had it in you," he says gently, keeping hold of your chin only for his grip to get tight as he shoves his cock passed your lips and into your willing mouth. "Fuck songbird," he hisses, "it's like your made to suck my dick. Don't know what you’re missing out on up here Dabi."
Dabi scoffs, he almost sounds like he's bored but the harsh grip he holds on your thighs is certainly enough to leave bruises. "Think I've got it good up here Keigo..." he drawls, dragging off at the end. "This little mouse has a pussy that's nice and tight, all for me." He snaps his hips forward, burying himself to the hilt and suddenly stopping. Dabi laughs when he feels your insides tighten around him as you wriggle and try to make him move. "God what a slut, can't wait for your daddy to fill you up?"
"Oh my god," you gasp. "Please, please, please cum inside me daddy." Being on the pill isn't as fool proof as a condom but the idea is as hot as hell, being filled by Dabi and Hawks together is almost enough to make you explode right there and then. The only thing that stops you is the fact that Dabi said you couldn't cum. You want to be a good girl so badly.
His laughter mingles in with Hawks's grunts. Dabi slips back slowly and he starts a harsher pace, pushing you forward to take more of the blonde's cock. Your jaw aches and you throat kinda hurts, just like the rest of your aching body, it's a good ache though and you want more. You wanna bruise so badly and feel them for days after. Hawks seems to sense your need and he quickens, abusing your mouth relentlessly to chase his own release.
"Fuck songbird," he grunts, snapping his hips forward, "gonna cum."
"Then cum Keigo," Dabi purrs, staring across your body at his rival. "Be a man and fill her up," he smirks, his own thrusts growing harsher. The way he moves, you know he's not gonna last long so you clench your pussy and force your throat to relax.
Hawks swears loud enough that you know Mrs Norris is probably wide awake at this point. He buries himself completely in your mouth, your noise touches the hairs at the base of his cock and he twitches as he spills his seed. You almost gag at the sudden unslaught but he doesn't give you the chance, Hawks affectionately strokes your hair and whispers sweet words to you as you swallow every drop.
Just as your vision starts to blur, Hawks releases you and you startel coughing, breathing in that sweet, sweet air. Dabi doesn't allow for much time to recover, his ministrations are brutal and harsh but you find yourself crying and begging for more. He draps himself over your back, flattening you against the bed so he can force your face into the pillow, cutting off all air. It almost hurts in the best way possible as he slams into you, his palms heating up.
You scream as the heat licks at your skin, no matter what you try, it isnt working, the coil winds tighter and tighter in your stomach. Muffling his name you choke back a sob and try to plead for the man to let you cum. Dabi chuckles darkly and slams home one more time before he whispers in your ear. "Cum mouse," he speaks, his molten release filling your insides up.
The flood gates burst in an instant and you scream his name, your world spinning as the orgasm practically shatters your mind. It feels like you've been pulled apart and systematically built back up one atom at a time. Dabi rides out his orgasm, his hips moving bit by bit until he pulls out, leaving your pussy clenching and twitching around nothing.
Dabi laughs, "I think we broke her Keigo."
Hawks scoffs, utterly amused. "You say it like it's a bad thing."
"Not from where I'm sitting."
The villain kisses you gently on the back of the head than his weight vanished completely. A few seconds later the bed dips and Dabi's tenderly cleaning up the mess he made of your body. "Can you speak y/n?"
That's the first time you've ever heard him say your name before. You turn your head and lick your lips, "you know my name?" You barely recognise your own voice from the way it sounds, thanks Hawks. It's early and you're way passed tired now but there's questions that need to be answered ao you force your body to stay awake.
"Of course we do y/n," Hawks replies, making a point of saying it. "It's just more fun to tease you."
You groan, "I hate you both. You have no idea what you do to me." Pretty sure they might.
The shrug comes from Dabi as he lays beside you, "we've an idea." He glares at Hawks, smirking only when he lays on his side.
The pro pulls you against his chest and rests his chin on your head so you can cuddle. "We just figured you'd eventually just pick one of us and the other would fuck off."
You whine, "do I have to pick?" Because you really, really don't. The amount of fucks you give about stealing them both away are next to none.
Dabi shakes his head, "no way in hell. Your ours now."
"Why?" You hate the question the second it comes out of your mouth but it's there and was said, no taking it back now. "Why me? I'm not pretty or stunning to look at, I'm all wrong everywhere no matter what I try. It's just easier to hide behind a computer and fight that way."
Dabi scowls, "who says I want pretty or stunning? I'm not exactly a looker either."
It's your turn to snort. "Are you kidding me? You're grogeous! Both of you! My fantasies are no where near as good as that was."
"You have fantasies about us?" Hawks grins.
"Shut up," you scowl.
Hawks laughs. "Hey, don't get cranky there songbird, not after that. And for the record, I think you're beautiful just the way you are." He cups your breasts gently and gives them a squeeze, "perfect."
Your cheeks burn red and all you wanna do is hide. "Oh my god stop it."
"No," Dabi shoots back. He leans in and touches your noise to his, "we're staying around as long as you'll have us."
"Like...dating?" you ask. It's confusing though, Dabi is a villain and Hawks is a pro...they're arch enemies. "Aren't you two supposed to be arch enemies?"
Hawks shrugs, "depends on the day." He nuzzles your sweat soaked hair affectionately, "Dabi and I have been working on bringing down the hero commission," he confesses, "but Dabi's getting impatient and he asked you to steal the data I had," he stated pointedly, staring at Dabi.
"I'm an impatient man."
"Hadn't noticed."
Your mind is moving in different ways now, even still in a post-sex haze its moving a million miles a minute. Sitting up, you turn around to look down at them both, "what are you saying? That you're trying to turn hero society on its head?"
"In a way," Dabi responds. "And mouse, we wanna work with you. Me working from the league, Hawks working from the commission and you working the background, we'd be a hell of a team? A throuple against the world."
Hawks sits up to face you, "what do you say kid? Wanna change the world with us?"