CHAPTER THIRTY-SIX - GONNA GIVE YOU ALL MY LOVE, BOY
***WARNING – Rated M for Mature – Strong Sexual Themes / Content***
Dabi opened his eyes in the darkness of his dorm room. It was warm and comfortable beneath the duvet, namely due to the lack of clothing and the ability to stretch and let his skin breathe without the constrictions of any pants or a t-shirt, but mostly because of the equally naked and unmoving body of his boyfriend lying quietly in rest beside him.
Shigaraki looked so peaceful, his body rising and falling evenly as he slept soundly - probably for the first time in a long time thanks to his new gloves. Dabi smiled faintly and relaxed back down into his pillow, allowing his hand to sweep slowly over Shigaraki's bare back, gently enough not to wake him but firmly enough to not tickle or make him itchy.
Dabi was happy just laying like this with his palm caressing his boyfriend's back and watching him sleep that he almost forgot why he had woken up in the first place, even if his harder lower half was wedged up against Shigaraki's thigh and feeling exceptionally good. His dick was always steamed up in the morning, so an erection was inevitable but, it was significantly more aroused than usual.
Dabi shifted a little, trying to ease up some of the contact and a few moments later he was just about ready to drift off back to sleep when he heard a quiet gasp of breath pass over Shigaraki's lips. His boyfriend rolled slowly and onto his side to look at Dabi, his eyes fluttering and objecting to the dark while they adjusted.
"Hey, baby." Dabi whispered, smiling and leaning in to steal a quick kiss. The corner of Shigaraki's mouth twitched up into a little grin.
"Hey." He said in an adorable sleepy voice which Dabi found more intoxicating than his normal softly spoken one. "What time is it?"
"Early." Dabi replied, letting his hand go to Shigaraki's hair, brushing the light strands to the side away from his face, "You should go back to sleep."
"Mmm." Shigaraki's arm slipped over Dabi's waist and he snuggled in closer to his chest, rubbing up against Dabi's erection in the process.
Dabi couldn't suppress his moan, he felt hypersensitive in the downstairs department and his dick really liked the brief attention. He suspected Shigaraki was well aware of this as a playful grin spread across his face and his vibrant red eyes sparkled with a gleam of mischief.
"Or we could do other things." Dabi hinted, dropping his head and nuzzling his face into that perfect spot between Shigaraki's shoulder and his neck, leaving light kisses against the skin.
Shigaraki sighed at the caresses and lifted his arm to pet his fingers leisurely through his boyfriend's hair. Dabi's lips felt so warm; soothing and yet extremely stimulating, waking him completely up and out of his sleepy haze.
"I love you." Dabi breathed, his kisses climbing higher along Shigaraki's jawline. He nudged his knee between Shigaraki's legs, pressing his body more firmly into him and moved his hand to splay against Shigaraki's back as he pulled him into a kiss.
Shigaraki melted into it instinctively, parting his lips on a muffled moan and offering his mouth up to a deeper kiss. Dabi obliged, sliding his tongue inside and groaning when he felt Shigaraki's hips rock against his thigh, grinding his cock slowly over him - back and forth.
That feeling was a lot for Dabi to process, actually, he could not think straight at all - all the blood had rushed down from his head and into his dick, his libido instantly powering into overdrive. Without detaching their eager kisses, Dabi shifted carefully, maneuvering their bodies under the blankets until they fell away, forgotten. Remarkably, Shigaraki allowed Dabi to push him onto his back, accepting the new position without his usual hesitation and he even assisted Dabi by raising his knees as Dabi wedged himself between his thighs.
Dabi grumbled hard, the sound radiating deep from within his chest as he reached down between their bare torsos to grasp their erections together. He slowly began to pump, eliciting a sharp gasp from Shigaraki.
"Dabi." Shigaraki breathed, breaking off the kiss in order to take a much-needed breath. "I've been thinking… Nngh..." His words trailed off as Dabi began to nibble at a particularly sensitive spot on his neck, right by his ear.
"Thinking about what, baby?" He asked between slow licks and gentle nibbles, his large hand still stroking their cocks together while he worked on creating a nice, new mark on his boyfriend's pale skin. Shigaraki could hardly complain; for all he cared, he already belonged to Dabi.
"About sex."
Dabi went completely still, rigid for a few seconds before he jerked his head up. "What…?"
"I want to have sex."
Shigaraki could tell from the slight movement of Dabi's face that his expression had changed. Was he smiling or frowning? Or maybe he was just shell-shocked. It was hard to tell.
"You've been doing a lot of waiting for me, and you've been really patient without expecting anything in return so I want-"
"Tomura." Dabi interjected. "I want it too. You have no idea."
Shigaraki lifted his chin at the sudden feel of Dabi's fingers brushing his face, tenderly sliding back into his hair. Dabi guided his head slightly forward and Shigaraki complied, following the insistence of that hand until his mouth was resting over Dabi's and they were kissing again.
Shigaraki murmured softly, relieved. He had been so paranoid about his quirk and with preventing an incident where he might damage something - or worse, injure Dabi - that he had pushed sex off to the side. And Dabi never solicited anything beyond his usual comfort zone. But now, with his new gloves, he felt no need to protest or delay it - he felt confident. And he trusted Dabi with everything he had. It was time they took the next step in their relationship. By his own estimation, it had been long enough. For Dabi, maybe too long - like a long tease. But Shigaraki hoped the slow build-up would culminate into something really spectacular.
Their kiss only lasted ten seconds at most, then Dabi was drawing back again. "You wanna do it right now?"
Shigaraki nodded. Dabi studied his face, looking for the slightest flicker of doubt. He could see the impatience, the eagerness. The hint of fear, maybe, in his eyes - but for what would be his first time having sex, Dabi supposed that was only natural.
"Mm. Top or bottom?"
"Huh?"
Dabi grinned and went back in for another quick kiss. He found Shigaraki's inexperience quite endearing.
"I just want you to fuck me."
"Jesus." Dabi groaned and his hips canted sharply forward, driving his already weeping cock against Shigaraki's abdomen.
Those words were like crack to him, laced with lust and sex. He was almost sure he could get off to just Shigaraki's voice alone if he kept saying things like that, however, would be rather disappointing considering what his boyfriend wanted. He stole another greedy kiss and then lifted himself off Shigaraki's body.
"Dabi? What- "
"Turn over." He commanded, his strong hand gripping Shigaraki's side and encouraging him to flip onto his stomach.
Shigaraki didn't have much choice in the matter and acceded - but with an abject sound of displeasure. That was until he felt Dabi's hand sweep below his waist and lift his ass into the air. He blushed and bit down into his lower lip as his knees were propped up and legs spread to accommodate Dabi's body behind him. This was moving a lot faster than he expected...
"Fuck, you look good like this." Dabi croaked, licking his lips and slapping his hands down against his boyfriend's ass, squeezing and kneading the subtly-muscled cheeks. He wanted to take him, just like that, right then and there, but knew Shigaraki would need some intense preparation before he took Dabi's cock inside him.
With a lascivious, hungry groan, Dabi lowered his head and flicked his tongue out, sweeping it slowly over and then circling it around Shigaraki's entrance, lapping at his boyfriend enthusiastically and eagerly.
Shigaraki's body jerked in surprise at the initial sensation but then a gratifying moan took over and his body shuddered as Dabi began to eat him out, licking and sucking attentively, like he was feasting on Shigaraki's body. The slurping and suckling sounds dominated the room, covering Shigaraki's soft moans. His eyes fluttered closed as he focused on the feeling. It was unlike anything he had ever experienced before, not quite enough that it would bring him to orgasm but pleasurable enough that his cock throbbed in response, begging to be in on the action.
"Dabi." He stammered moving his hand to stroke himself slowly, deliberately. Dabi swatted him away and replaced it with his own hand, twisting his wrist as he rubbed along the long shaft. Up and down, torturously slow, teasing Shigaraki and catching the leaking pre-cum in his fingers before it dribbled down to the bed, wasted.
Shigaraki whimpered as he felt one of those silky, moistened fingers brush over his hole, replacing Dabi's tongue, and he cried out when that slippery finger began to work inside him. He balled his fists against the bed sheets and braced himself for what came next.
"Mm. You're so tight." Dabi breathed, fisting Shigaraki's cock once again with his other hand and gently toying with his balls to help him through the penetration. "Tomura, relax. I'm going to make you feel really good." He soothed, and then began moving his finger slowly in and out of his boyfriend's body. It was only one a first, but then a second joined in on the fun.
Shigaraki mumbled something nonsensical in response, arching his back to allow Dabi deeper inside him even if his body was protesting the invasion. He breathed deeply, trying to relax and just let it happen. This was all new territory for him and Dabi knew what he was doing, he trusted him.
"That's it, baby. Good." Dabi praised, listening to the small sounds Shigaraki was making as if they were cues, telling Dabi when something felt good or when he wanted more. He was aiming for that special spot inside him, the one that would make Shigaraki overcome with pleasure and he knew the exact moment when he hit it.
"Oh God!" Shigaraki abruptly lifted his head and moaned loudly in unabashed bliss, his insides clamping down around Dabi's fingers as his prostate was touched for the very first time. It was an intense feeling that started in his abdomen and then shot straight down through his dick.
"There it is." Dabi grinned, withdrawing his fingers almost completely before thrusting them back inside and curling against that wonderful place, stimulating him again. He continued this for a minute or two, until Shigaraki was a moaning, panting mess, clutching at the bed in desperation - right on the edge of an orgasm.
"Tomura, you have no idea how hot you look right now." Dabi groaned as Shigaraki impulsively began to ride his fingers, craving more of the sweet pleasure.
"Dabi." He breathed, stumbling over his words. "I'm ready." Shigaraki heard him bite back a groan.
"You sure?"
"Please." Shigaraki pleaded, turning his cheek against the bed.
That was all the reassurance Dabi needed it seemed. He placed one hand on Shigaraki's ass while the other idly fisted his cock, spreading the lubricating pre-cum up and down his shaft and then rolling his palm over the head until he felt he was sufficiently coated and wet.
He pressed the swollen head between Shigaraki's ass and then rubbed it back and forth a few times. Shigaraki lifted his hips further upwards to meet his teasing strokes and purred in encouragement. Not that Dabi needed any more incitement.
"Promise me you'll tell me to stop if i'm hurting you." Dabi requested, grasping the base of his cock and lining it up to Shigaraki's entrance.
"Please." Shigaraki repeated his earlier plea and Dabi obliged, pressing against him, the head of his cock penetrating the tight seal as he slowly eased inside him. "Nngh."
"Fuck, fuck, fuck." Dabi cursed, mumbling the same mantra over and over as he filled Shigaraki - it was a tight squeeze, but he managed to bury himself to the hilt. "Fuck."
It had been so long since Dabi had had sex that the feeling of being inside someone was almost overwhelming. Too much. His cock twitched with delight, instantly ready to claim Shigaraki with his seed. And he wanted to thrust so badly, it was instinctual, but he forced himself to remain still. Ejaculating prematurely was not on the table for Shigaraki's first time, he refused to cum until they were both ready. Though, admittedly, at this rate, it would be tough. It felt so damn good. Too good.
"Fuck." He threw his head back and clenched his eyes shut, trying to think about something exceptionally less hot then fucking his boyfriend. It was kind of impossible. And the sound of Shigaraki's ragged breaths kept him in the moment.
"Baby." Dabi smoothed his hands over Shigaraki's ass to his lower back, massaging him gently. "You okay?"
"Mmm." Shigaraki mumbled.
Thanks to Dabi's meticulous foreplay, he wasn't necessarily in as much pain as he expected to be but it still took a moment to adjust to the sudden unfamiliar fullness. It was bearable, just odd. And slightly uncomfortable.
"Do you need me to pull out?"
"No. Keep going." Shigaraki whimpered, pushing back against Dabi, his ass swallowing his cock deeper. He felt Dabi's cock twitch, followed by an intense pressure, tension, like an elastic band waiting to be snapped.
"We'll take it slow." Dabi said quietly, moving his hands to grip Shigaraki's waist. He started to slowly withdraw before thrusting back in again, testing his own willpower and Shigaraki's level of comfort. They both moaned in unison - so far, so good - so he repeated the motion until he was moving at a slow and steady rhythm. It felt amazing. Warm, and tight, and wet.
"Nngh." Shigaraki muffled a hiss of pain, burying his face down into the bed. The stretch and burn made itself more apparent now that Dabi was actually fucking him - his insides felt like they were ripping apart. He cringed as a jolt of heat travelled up along his spine, like a shock of electricity, and he tightened his jaw, digging his fingers into the bed.
"You feel so good." Dabi breathed, watching his cock disappear inside Shigaraki's ass. He continued slowly, incrementally increasing the speed of his thrusts, pushing a little bit deeper and harder as Shigaraki's body began to adjust gradually, allowing more movement. "Mm. Does my cock feel good inside you, baby?"
Shigaraki whimpered. It hurt. And he caught himself gasping and crying out every so often as he endured the completely foreign intrusion pumping into him. Dabi was very thick, filling him so completely that little moans puffed out of his mouth each time he drove forward - it seemed to help Shigaraki bear the weight, but it still felt very uncomfortable. Yet, at the same time there was an underlying enjoyment brushing up against his interior and slowly building, a flickering flame.
"Tomura?" Dabi groaned ever-so-quietly, like he was trying to reign himself back but was having difficulty doing so. He didn't want to stop but his boyfriends discomfort was a priority over his own pleasure. He needed to turn-the-tables and make this something amazing. "Shit. Hold on, baby." A second later, Dabi withdrew from Shigaraki's body completely.
"Don't stop!" Shigaraki groaned in frustration. He didn't want it to end like that! It was just starting to feel good!
"Shhh, it's okay. I'm not done with you yet. Trust me, I got you."
Shigaraki wasn't entirely sure how it happened but the next thing he knew he was flipped over onto his back and Dabi was leaning over him, pressing his hot lips to his throat. A pair of strong hands gripped his waist, lifting his ass slightly off the bed and then Dabi was sliding his cock back inside him.
Shigaraki's sharp breaths picked up again but his moans sounded a lot less severe, more enjoyable. The penetration was not as shocking as it was at first and the angle Dabi was fucking him less tight and uncomfortable, verging on pleasing. He slung his arms over Dabi's shoulders to hang on tight, riding through the lessening pressure as Dabi adjusted and shifted inside him.
"You're doing so well taking my cock, Tomura. Breathe, okay?" Dabi whispered, easing forward and then withdrawing. He was thrusting a touch faster than before, reaching deeper inside Shigaraki and pressing against that spot that Dabi knew would turn his pain to pleasure.
A bolt of sensation. Shigaraki thought he saw stars in his eyes. He gasped and dug his nails into Dabi's back, shrieking.
"Mm. You like that?"
Dabi grinned, self-satisfied, his teeth biting into Shigaraki's neck as he fucked him harder, his pace fastening as the pleasure built between them. Shigaraki's legs unconsciously wrapped around Dabi's waist, drawing him as close as humanly possible and producing more wonderful friction. His leaking cock was getting most of the benefits, gloriously pressed into Dabi's hot skin.
"Feels so fucking good." Dabi groaned, finding that perfect edge for his cock inside his boyfriend, the one that would be his ultimate undoing, giving Shigaraki - and himself of course - the mind-blowing orgasm he deserved. Dabi pounded and rubbed that bundle of nerves repeatedly until Shigaraki was reduced to a moaning, scratching, mess beneath him - he was sure he would have marks left behind from it.
Shigaraki moaned out his name, begging Dabi for mercy - the persistent pleasure was almost agonizing but at the same time, he didn't want it to end! Ecstasy, he was hooked.
"Fuck." Dabi mimicked his wavering composure. The sounds his boyfriend was making were the very definition of thrilling to Dabi and he lifted his head to look at him, to see his handsome face contorted in pleasure. So hot!
Shigaraki's eyes fluttered open and met Dabi's glowing blue orbs. There was a brief moment of intense staring and then they attacked each other, kissing ravenously while doing what they could to maintain their furious love-making.
The restraint was tough. Both boys were close to falling over the edge and it was hard to tell who was going to let go first. That was until Shigaraki felt Dabi's hot palm encircle his cock to stroke him in time with his thrusts. He gasped and one of his hands pushed up into Dabi's hair, knotting around the dark strands. Dabi sucked on his lower lip, eyes dazed over as he willingly endured the rough hair pulling.
"Cum for me, baby. I want to see you…"
"Oh God! Mmm.." Shigaraki moaned loudly, his heels digging into Dabi's back. "Don't stop! Please, don't stop!" Shigaraki quaked beneath him, the friction coupled with the stroking almost too much. He felt like a dancing wire, caught between the two incredible sensations, an electric pulse - throbbing and humming, and growing hotter still. "I'm coming!"
"Fuck." Dabi groaned as he felt Shigaraki tense up, his insides clamping down around Dabi's cock like a vice. He strained his neck as he fucked into that tight grip, working Shigaraki through his orgasm until Dabi's hand and part of his abdomen were thoroughly bathed in his milky release.
"So. Close. Tomu-" Dabi struggled to say his name. His words faded into oblivion replaced by soaring heat and the rush that came with claiming Shigaraki as surely as he was being claimed. His thrusts came faster and disjointed, it was a sure sign. He clutched at Shigaraki's hip, pulling him closer and driving his cock deeper as if shielding Shigaraki from the sheer intensity of his orgasm.
Shigaraki felt Dabi's cock pulsate inside him, shooting off and filling him up with his cum. His eyes widened, his jaw dropping open, astonished. He had definitely never felt anything like that before.
"Dabi." Shigaraki moaned. He could hear the sheets ripping where Dabi was clinging to the bed, but there was also the rhythmic creaking of the bed frame, their skin smacking and rubbing, and of course, their erratic breathing, as they experienced the same overwhelming climax.
"Fuck." Dabi moaned long and hard, finishing his last downward thrust and emptying the last spurts of his release inside his boyfriend. He trembled as he steadied himself, letting his orgasm fully wash over him, long-awaited.
A short minute passed and Dabi withdrew with a strangled groan, rolling onto his side and leaving Shigaraki panting with potent aftershocks. "You okay, baby?" He croaked, huffing and puffing and clearing his throat.
Shigaraki nodded but didn't say a word as he attempted to catch his breath. He frantically scratched at his neck and then pushed his sticky hair away from his sweaty forehead. He could feel Dabi's cum leaking out of him, the bedsheets wet underneath his ass when the true realization of what just happened suddenly hit him; he had just had sex!
Dabi shifted closer until his long arms were around his boyfriend again, tucking him protectively against his body.
"I love you." He whispered, his soft, warm mouth working its way along Shigaraki's jawline to his mouth. He brushed a light kiss against Shigaraki's lips. "I love you so much." He said quietly again, lifting one of his hands to frame the side of Shigaraki's face. He stroked the hot cheek with the pad of his thumb, soothingly.
Shigaraki sighed, smiling contently against Dabi's mouth, before tipping his chin up to invite another small languid kiss. "I love you too."
"Mm." Dabi grinned at his crooked relaxed smile and then swept his hand down Shigaraki's back to his ass. He dipped his finger carefully inside him, feeling the pooled cum that was still slowly spilling out of his body. He really, really, liked knowing that Shigaraki was filled with his seed and growled as he thumbed the sticky mess, rubbing it over and around Shigaraki's entrance before gently massaging his balls. He couldn't help but possessively thinking "mine" - repeatedly. Shigaraki officially belonged to him now.
Shigaraki moaned and squirmed slightly, his body agitated by the touch. But it wasn't in an unpleasant way, per se, he just felt extremely sensitive after his orgasm and admittedly, a bit sore from Dabi's battering cock. But he didn't regret the temporary discomfort, it had been so worth it.
"You're not a virgin anymore." Dabi grinned, two-kinds of proud of himself for being the one to deflower him. "How do you feel?" He asked, brushing a kiss against Shigaraki's forehead.
"Full." He swallowed, moistening his suddenly dry lower lip with his tongue and choosing the words in his head before he managed to say them. Unfortunately, he only gave himself three seconds to think about it before they all came out, "And I have to pee." He finished in a muted voice. A yawn followed. His brain was not functioning as well as usual, the blood still hadn't returned to his head.
Dabi had heard him clearly though and he chucked, nuzzling Shigaraki's messy bed hair. "I love you."
Shigaraki half-smiled, his face heating up.