CHAPTER THIRTY-NINE - GOOD MORNING

Shigaraki awoke slowly, the remnants of an extremely pleasurable dream fading into oblivion but leaving his body feeling light and relaxed in its wake.

There was sunlight streaming through the thin gaps of the floor to ceiling length curtains, bothering his eyelids, and the sounds of life coming from the students on the floors above could be heard as morning routines began.

He sighed softly, keeping his eyes closed against the brightening morning light in a valiant attempt to fall back asleep. He couldn't quite remember what his dream was about, or why he was still feeling that floaty, happy high, but he wanted to fall right back into it and keep that feeling alive. For a little longer anyway. He never had good dreams, actually, he rarely dreamed at all.

He stirred and brushed his cheek against his pillow, half asleep as he tried to find that perfectly comfortable spot that would put him back under the spell. But instead of blissful sleep, a soft tickling sensation across his abdomen and light brushes of… something at his hips pulled him further out of unconsciousness - in the wrong direction of his mindfulness. He moaned unwittingly, his brow pinching at the disturbance and his hand idly drifted downwards to brush away the agitation when astonishingly he met a thick mass of soft hair.

He breathed in sharply, excitement registering in his still semi-conscious state when he realized that he hadn't been dreaming at all. The source of his euphoria was Dabi, nestled between his thighs, warm and evidently pleasuring Shigaraki with his mouth. He was painfully hard too, as though he had been that way for some time and was already close to a release. That all too familiar tingle in the pit of his abdomen growing more and more apparent.

"Dabi…" His voice trailed off into a whisper and then another moan, long and drawn out as he felt Dabi's hot wet tongue glide smoothly over the swollen head of his cock.

"Mm, morning." Dabi mumbled, low and velvety, like he was not entirely awake himself.

Shigaraki tangled his fingers through the mess of Dabi's dark hair and held on tightly when Dabi closed his lips around his cock once again and gradually moved his mouth slowly lower down his shaft, swallowing him. Shigaraki whimpered, already lost to the overwhelming sensation. The exceptional heat of Dabi's mouth pulling on him and the silky feel of his wet tongue teasing him was all too much for his still sleep-hazy brain to discern.

His orgasm came fast. Shigaraki jerked, pushing forward into the smooth tunnel of his boyfriend's throat and holding Dabi's head as far down onto him as his mouth would allow as he started to come, choking on Dabi's name. Dabi didn't protest the rough treatment, he just groaned in return, deep and guttural as he enjoyed his well-earned prize, feeding greedily on Shigaraki's release.

Shigaraki's body hummed all over and then seemed to deflate, relaxing back down into the mattress, completely sated. He finally released the grip he had on Dabi's hair, which until that very moment he hadn't realized he had been tugging on so hard. His knuckles felt stiff.

A moment later, Dabi's head appeared beneath the blankets, kissing, and nibbling Shigaraki's skin as he worked his way higher.

"I want to be inside you." He whispered huskily, voice laced with lust, "Can I?"

Shigaraki moaned softly. He was still not fully awake but knew exactly what Dabi was asking of him. "Mm."

Dabi groaned in anticipation and ushered Shigaraki into the position of his liking, carefully flipping him onto his stomach so Shigaraki's face was turned towards the headboard, his head comfortable on a pillow and his hips raised up to meet Dabi's erection.

"Nngh." Shigaraki inhaled a sharp breath, the feeling of Dabi's cock filling him sent shooting sparks throughout his brain that travelled the length of his spine right down to his ass. Dabi always made sure, no matter how fast or rough they were going to get, that the initial entry was exceptionally gentle for him, but it didn't stop the pain entirely and Shigaraki cried out as he adjusted to the intrusion.

"Baby, relax." Dabi mumbled, breathing heavily. He was already very excited.

Shigaraki pushed back the tears that sprung to his eyes, clenching them shut and biting down hard into his lower lip. Dabi wasn't naive, they had only had sex a handful of times and it still hurt for Shigaraki. He soothed his boyfriend with slow kisses, his lips caressing his skin as his hands massaged out the tension in his back.

After several moments of remaining perfectly still, Dabi began slowly moving, pulling out and then pushing back in, repeating the movements until he had built a serene steady pace. Unlike their previous lovemaking, Dabi felt no need to rush. He continued to fuck his boyfriend slowly, unhurried in his motions and enjoying the tranquilty of the lazy morning sex.

"You feel so good."

Shigaraki groaned as he felt the sweep of a hand across his throat, those fingers soft as they migrated a little higher, settling beneath his jaw and grasping him lightly. Shigaraki gasped and a small moan followed. Apparently, that sound was enough to push Dabi over the edge. A few short thrusts later, Dabi was moaning roughly, his movements more erratic and disjointed as he started to come, his senses running absolutely rampant in his head.

"Fuck. Mm." He drove his cock deep down into Shigaraki, filling him with his milky release.

He pulled out a few moments later panting at the exertion and collapsed beside Shigaraki who had yet to move. He smiled and laid his hand down on his boyfriend's back, smoothing small circles against his feverish skin.

"Don't go back to sleep." Dabi requested, noting the way his boyfriend's eyelids drooped when Shigaraki looked over to him, his relaxed mouth slack. He kissed Shigaraki's flushed face, enjoying the soft, warm skin.

Shigaraki murmured, wordlessly letting Dabi know he wasn't asleep and slowly rolled onto his side towards him.

"Still tired?" Dabi asked.

"Mm. A bit."

"You were totally out of it last night." Dabi whispered, nuzzling his face into the crook of Shigaraki's neck. "Passed out cold."

"I don't even remember coming to your room. But I am glad I did." Shigaraki sighed with his post orgasmic bliss, tipping his head back to give Dabi more access to his skin.

"It was very late. I was hoping for a really hot booty call but nope." Dabi lifted his head, the corner of his mouth kicking up with amusement. "I think you were high."

"Oh, yeah." Shigaraki smiled vaguely, eyes still closed. "I was."

"Yeah? Well, I am going to need more details please."

Shigaraki yawned and his eyes fluttered slowly open to look at his boyfriend. He smiled again and leaned in; their lips met in sync - a languorous kiss. Dabi sighed and Shigaraki lifted his hand to the back of his neck, pulling him closer and then pulling away to take a short breath before adjoining their mouths again.

"So?" Dabi asked. He wasn't going to let it go, he really wanted to know. "What did you take?"

Shigaraki's brow furrowed. He hadn't really had time to think about it, or how he felt. He just remembered Kai asking him if he wanted to get high and he had said yes. He was feeling anxious about the rumors being spread at school, Dabi still hadn't contacted him, and he was on his way to an 8-hour shift at the agency. He just needed some peace and that happened to be in the form of a little white pill.

"I think it was ecstasy."

"You think?" Dabi snickered and kissed his forehead. "That explains a lot though."

"Does it?"

"Yes. You know what they call ecstasy?"

"Ah, no?"

"The love drug." Dabi chuckled, "You came to my room because you love me."

"Mm. It's true, I do."

Dabi grinned and brushed Shigaraki's cheek with his fingers. "Why did you do it? It's not like you to take drugs."

Shigaraki frowned a little. "I just..." He started and then trailed off.

"You just what?"

"I don't know. Needed to stop feeling. Things." He shrugged his shoulders slightly, "We were just having a bit of fun. It helped."

"We as in Chisaki and you?" This time, it was Dabi whose brow pinched together like he was startled by Shigaraki's words, "Is this about me? Or… us?"

"No. God, no." Shigaraki shook his head, finally feeling a little more awake, "I was just a bit stressed out… finals you know and… well, you must have heard the rumors going around at school… I..."

"Baby don't listen to that bulshit." Dabi interjected before swooping in for another quick kiss, "I'm sorry. Honestly, I thought it was all just a big fucking joke. I really didn't think it would stick around for so long. You don't believe any of it do you?" He asked, searching his boyfriends pretty red eyes for any hint of concern.

Shigaraki hesitated to answer. And he wasn't exactly sure why. He trusted Dabi and he didn't believe any of the rumors were actually true but the way Dabi blew it off, like it was no big deal, even though it was a huge deal to Shigaraki, perturbed him.

"I love you. I'm not interested in anyone else." Dabi whispered before initiating another round of leisurely kisses, hoping Shigaraki could feel the sheer amount of affection and devotion he had for him.

Seconds later, Shigaraki pulled away from Dabi's lips and opened his eyes to meet Dabi's. The light ever present in his eyes glowed moreso and Shigaraki grinned, pushing his fingers from Dabi's neck up into his hair to gently play with the strands.

"Tomura?"

"Yeah?"

"I was thinking… I want you to meet my family."

Shigaraki opened his mouth to say something, but no words came out instead his mouth just formed a perfect "Oh."

"We're having our obligatory monthly family dinner Sunday night and I want you to come."

"Um, okay." He swallowed hard, "So, like with your mom?"

Dabi grinned. "Yes."

"And like your brothers, and sister?"

"Yes."

"En… deavour?" Shigaraki said the name tentatively, his voice dropping an octave.

"My dad. Yes, again."

Shigaraki seemed to consider the proposal silently before he finally spoke again. "Did you wake me up with sex just to butter me up for this conversation?"

Dabi laughed, shaking his head. "Mm, no. I just really like your cock. The sex was consolation for me, I was horny."

Shigaraki could feel the heat invade his face. He tried to look away but Dabi wouldn't allow it, keeping his hand on his cheek.

"So, how about dinner? You'll come right?" Dabi asked again, brushing Shigaraki's hair away from his eyes. "I'm sick of Natsuo taunting me about not having a girlfriend. He brings his girl to every family dinner. Fucking showoff."

"You don't have a girlfriend."

"You know what I mean."

"Yes, and are you sure that's a good idea?" Shigaraki asked cautiously.

"Yes."

"Do they know that… you know…"

"Ah, not exactly."

"Dabi, I don't know." Shigaraki tipped his face away and his free hand immediately went to his neck to scratch.

"I want them to know about you." Dabi said, drawing Shigaraki's hand away from his scratching and kissing it instead.

Shigaraki sighed and scrubbed a hand roughly over his face. He couldn't say no, could he? It was probably about that time in their relationship to meet the respective families. Or maybe that was the case for normal relationships but Shigaraki didn't have a family, he didn't know how to react or what to expect, this wasn't normal for him at all.

"Okay." He finally agreed and as soon as the word came out of his mouth Dabi instantly leaned his head closer capturing his lips in a grateful, happy induced kiss. Shigaraki let out a soft moan but was not nearly as lively. He may have even regretted his immediate concession - he should have asked for time to think about it.

Three days. That was it. He was going to meet Dabi's family. He wondered if Dabi could feel his heart thumping wildly with apprehension inside his chest.