Dabi had been true to his word. There was no way in hell Keigo would be able to move after this. But he didn't care. Every time Dabi thrust into him he saw stars. His body exploded with euphoria as his sweet spot was rammed over and over again. The pleasure was so intense he couldn't even talk.

Which was fine with Dabi, who contentedly sucked on his neck like Keigo's throat was the last water on earth. He'd covered them both in a thin white sheet Dabi kept in the trunk on the off-chance he'd get an opportunity like this. For the third time that night, Keigo moaned helplessly as another orgasm edged closer and closer.

"I c-can't," Keigo whined, clawing into Dabi's abs which were slick with sweat. "Please it's too much - "

" - One more time, baby."

"I'm gonna pass out - "

" - Cum for me," Dabi growled, thrusting harder.

Keigo's voice was so hoarse from screaming all he could do once his release hit him was tense up and whimper a garbled mess of sounds that somewhat resembled Dabi's name.

His soft whines finally got Dabi to slow down. His kisses became gentle. He reached the dial in the front and cranked up the air. Then he stroked Keigo's newly tousled sex hair out of his face.

"You okay?" He asked, panting.

Keigo couldn't answer. Between the heat, his afterglow, and the indescribable exhaustion he felt from almost two hours of relentless love-making, it was a miracle he was still conscious.

Dabi gently tilted Keigo's chin up and looked into his face. "Blink once for yes, twice for no."

Keigo smiled weakly, blinking once.

Dabi smiled back, kissing his forehead. "I love you, Keigo Takami," he whispered.

The look in Keigo's eyes was all he needed to see. He blinked once.

I love you too.

A sharp series of knocks on their glass window shattered the moment. Keigo's eyes flooded with panic.

"I'll take care of it," Dabi assured. He scooped up Keigo and held him against his chest, wrapped in the white sheet. Then he pressed down the button for the window.

A policeman pointed a blindingly bright flashlight in his face. "Good evening," he said grumpily. "Mind telling me what is you're doing pulled over on a public road?"

"Not at all, officer," Dabi answered in a chipper tone. "I just finished giving my boyfriend his third orgasm."

"Dabi what the hell are you - "

" - I said let me do the talking, baby."

" - You're still in me."

"Oh I'm aware," Dabi stated, amused.

"You're literally up my ass and you're talking to a - "

" - Stop squirming, you're gonna make me hard again."

The cop cleared his throat. "License and registration, please," he snapped.

Dabi bit his lip and smirked. "Gimme a minute. My wallet's in my pants. Which are...somewhere - "

" - Is this a joke to you?" The cop snapped. "I assure you, young man, you've committed a serious felony. It depends on you whether you get off with a slap on the wrist or a five hundred dollar fine."

Dabi grinned. "Oh, I already got off officer, but thank you."

"DABI FOR THE LOVE OF - "

" - Theeere's my pants," Dabi said, grabbed a crumpled-up pair of jeans with one hand. He pulled out his wallet and handed the whole thing to the officer through the window.

Before the cop could walk off to scan his I.D., his jaw dropped. "Your last name is...Todoroki?"

"Yes, it is," Dabi said smugly.

"As in Enji Todoro - "

" - Oh yes! That's my dad. I'm his oldest son. Main inheriter of all his wealth, and one of the people who decide how many private donations the police department gets each year."

The color drained from the cop's face.

"So...you could report this. I understand the month's almost up and you've got a quota to meet, but...I'm not sure how Enji Todoroki...one of the biggest if not the most generous benefactor to the law enforcement department...would feel about one of his sons having a record."

The officer handed Dabi's wallet back without a word.

"My father also paid for the road you're currently standing in. As well as the schools your children attend. The office building your wife works a nine to five job. So if I were you...I'd walk back to your little police cruiser and try not to lose sleep over the fact that you just fucked with Toya Todoroki."

Keigo shuddered against him. Dabi could feel his heart racing against his skin. "Holy shit," he muttered quietly.

"I understand," the cop said shakily. "I apologize for the misunderstanding. Enjoy the rest of your evening."

"I plan on it," Dabi said darkly.

Dabi smashed his finger down on the window button to roll it up. He shot the cop a wicked smile as he walked off.

He could feel how hot Keigo's face was as he nuzzled it into Dabi's throat. "Toya's hot," he mumbled.

Dabi pulled Keigo back to look at his face. "You think so?"

"Yeah."

Dabi nipped Keigo's neck when he felt his revived erection poking into his stomach. "That got you going? Hearing Toya tell a cop to go fuck himself?"

"You shoed him away like a kid who strayed too far from his mommy all while you were dick deep in - "

" - You seem to be very focused on the fact that I'm - "

" - I think I've met Toya before," Keigo mumbled slyly. "I usually run into him in the storeroom."

"Is that so?" Dabi asked, kissing Keigo's ear. "Sorry. You can't have him."

Keigo pouted. "Why not?"

Dabi planted a soft peck on Keigo's lips. "You seem to be forgetting that I've grounded you from other men. Forever."

"Toya isn't another man," Keigo insisted.

Suddenly Dabi's good mood began to sour. "Yeah. He is." He rested his forehead on Keigo's shoulder with a sigh. A very different man. And not someone I want to be.

Memories of a darker time started to surface, killing his afterglow but he shoved them down, burying his face deeper against Keigo's skin. You keep that shit away, he thought. Like sunlight or the warmth of a fireplace.

"Then who are you?" Keigo asked.

Dabi shrugged. "Dunno. You'd know that better than me."

Keigo planted a soft kiss on the top of Dabi's head, wrapping his arms around his shoulders. "How about...Keigo Takami's boyfriend?"

Dabi grinned. "That's got a nice ring to it. Although I'm still not sure what that means."

"Which? Keigo Takami's or - "

" - The boyfriend part," he mumbled. "What do boyfriends do?"

"Hang out outside of work. Go out to dinner."

"We were already doing that."

"But we always paid for ourselves."

"Boyfriends don't pay for themselves?"

"They take turns paying both checks."

"Oh. How come?"

"Cuz it's hot."

Dabi raised an eyebrow. "Paying both checks is sexy?"

Keigo wiggled his eyebrows. "It's even sexier when everything's on the same check."

He shook his head. "Fine. I'll pay for our dinners then. Anything else?"

"I wanna kiss you and hold your hand in public."

Dabi flinched. "I'm...not a PDA guy."

"Could you try?"

"That kind of stuff makes me uncomfortable."

"Please?"

"How often?"

"Sometimes."

"Fine. What else?"

Keigo swallowed nervously. "I wanna meet your parents."

Dabi stiffened. "No, you don't."

"Of course I do."

"I don't talk to my parents."

Keigo gasped. "Sorry. I forgot."

"Forgot what?" Dabi asked, perplexed.

"Nothing," he brushed off briskly. "Boyfriends also live together."

"We're already doing that too."

"We're roommates, it's not the same thing."

"How would it be different?"

"We'd share a room."

"What would we do with the other room?"

"I dunno. Make it a sex dungeon or an office, I guess."

Dabi bit back a snicker. "Keigo Takami trussed up in a sex dungeon. At my mercy. I like that idea."

"IT'LL BE AN OFFICE," Keigo insisted.

"We'll negotiate that later," Dabi whispered.

"It's not gonna be a sex dungeon."

"You said it first."

"I was joking."

"What If I said I love you again?"

Keigo blushed, unable to keep the sparkles out of his eyes. "I'll think about it."

~.~

"You're telling me you two have acted like boyfriends this entire time?" Yumi asked, unbelieving.

"I guess."

"Whadaya mean, you guess? How do you normally act in a relationship?"

"I don't know," Dabi grumbled.

"How do you not know?"

"I just don't know. Okay?"

"Have you never dated anyone before?"

Dabi sighed as he punched price tags back into returned merchandise. "No, I haven't. Happy?"

Yumi turned to Keigo. "And you. You seriously had no idea Natsuo was his - "

" - Please don't say the N-word around Dabs, he's still recovering," Keigo urged.

Just the sound of his name instantaneously put him in a bad mood. He used the price tag gun a little rougher than he needed to.

"But seriously," Yumi continued. "How could you not figure that out?"

Keigo flushed, pointing indignantly at Dabi. "He doesn't look anything like a Todoroki."

"Not anymore," Yumi agreed. "Except for his eyes. But he did." She pulled out her phone and flashed a Facebook photo on Rei Todorkoi's account.

Four children stood next to each other in a row. The tallest was a boy with fiery red hair and teal-colored eyes.

"Wait…" Keigo gawked at him. "Your natural hair color is red?!"

Yumi cleared her throat. "Pardon me, but...don't you two fuck?"

"Not that it's any of your business, but - "

" - Constantly," Shinsou cut in as he swept the floor.

"Thanks, man," Keigo grumbled. "Appreciate it."

"Then...wouldn't you know about the curtains from the drapes?" she whispered.

Dabi snickered, biting his lip. "It's not his fault," he said. "The curtains match the drapes."

"But...how is that possible?" Yumi asked. "No one in his family has - "

" - First of all, it's creepy that you know that," Keigo snapped.

"Creepy, but expected," Dabi mumbled.

"And secondly," Keigo continued, ignoring him "Are you seriously telling me - "

" - When I said I don't speak to my - "

" - You dyed your pubes and your topside hair just so you wouldn't look like your father?!" Keigo exclaimed.

Yumi regarded him with newfound respect. "That's a whole new level of petty. To be honest, I'm kind of impressed."

"If being a monster wasn't enough, Dabi growled, "He's also homophobic. So yes."

Keigo grinned. "I wouldn't tell him about our storeroom shenanigans then."

Dabi grew suspiciously quiet, smiling to himself as he continued punching tags into shirts.

Keigo's jaw dropped. "I don't believe you."

"I didn't say anything - "

" - Is that why we mess around so much?!"

Dabi thought for a minute. "That's not...the whole reason - "

" - You fuck me on an almost daily basis so you can spite your homophobic dad."

Dabi looked up at Keigo and raised an eyebrow with a rebellious look on his face as if to say And if I do? What are you gonna do about it?

Keigo bit his lip, letting out a deep exhale. "That's so hot."

Yumi grabbed for her phone as she felt it vibrating in her pocket. Her eyes widened with concern when she saw the caller I.D.

"Who's calling?" Dabi asked.

She looked up at them, a grave expression on her face. "Jiro."