Spicy Tags: PWP, body worship, Dabi has a praise k!nk, 0ral s3x, br33ding k!nk, service t0p Hawks, b0ttom Dabi, a n a l s3x, cr3ampie, foreplay, aftercare

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“But Mama, I’m not ready for bed yet,” Reiko groans as Touya tucks him into bed. Touya playfully tousles his four-year-old’s hair. 

“Too bad. It’s bedtime. Sit and stare at the ceiling like Mama used to do when he couldn’t sleep,” Touya replies before briefly kissing his forehead. Gray eyes flutter shut in defeat as the kid hugs his snow leopard stuffed animal tightly. 

“Goodnight, ReiRei,” Touya coos before turning out the light and shutting the door. He walks down the hallway of the farmhouse, past the framed pictures of Reiko’s drawings from preschool. To Touya’s delight, Reiko had actually made some friends at school, and they were depicted in a good handful of the drawings. 

Still, Touya hears Reiko talk about his friends’ brothers and sisters. It makes his heart ache. 

He misses his family. 

He never got to tell them that he was still alive. 

He’d managed to leave some flowers for his mother at the hospital before he and Keigo fled the country, faking their deaths yet again with the help of the League and Giran. 

They were far away from any war or carnage that was happening in Japan.

In another life…if things were different…maybe he would’ve asked Fuyumi to come over and babysit. Maybe he and Shoto would’ve gotten along. 

The moment Touya gave birth, he realized his father never deserved to have kids. He couldn’t fathom the thought of making his child feel how he had felt when he was young. He would burn down the whole world for Reiko without a second thought. 

Touya stops at a particular drawing of Reiko holding hands in a circle with some other stick figures. 

He’s made up his mind. 

Touya turns promptly and walks even faster to the master bedroom at the other end of the hallway. Keigo’s already in bed, reading whatever parenting book he’d picked up from the local bookstore last week. He’s naked from the waist up, and Touya’s eyes drag over every chiseled muscle. 

Touya quietly closes the door, eyes glued to his lover in the bed. 

“I want our kid to have a friend,” Touya blurts, not knowing how to start this conversation. 

“He’s got friends,” Keigo yawns, scratching the back of his neck as he pulls back the covers on Touya’s side of the bed, beckoning him silently to join. 

“Yeah, but like. Friends can come and go. Siblings are kinda stuck,” Touya shrugs as he shuffles over, climbing in beside him before stripping down to his boxers. 

“I thought you said you didn’t get along with your siblings?” Keigo raises an eyebrow.

“I didn’t.”

Keigo closes his book with a muddled expression. 

“I’m…confused.”

“Do you not want another?”

Keigo’s eyes widen. 

“I didn’t say that at all.”

“Well…” Touya trails off, “How about it, then?”

“You want me to put another baby in you?” Keigo laughs.

“Don’t say it like that,” Touya stammers; his mouth feels dry. 

“Why not? It’s hot,” Keigo teases, poking Touya in the side. 

“No, it’s not.” Touya’s getting flustered. 

“Then why are you blushing?”

“Shut the fuck up,” Touya giggles, feeling warmth bloom in his chest. Keigo leans over to put the book on his nightstand. His wings are fluffing up behind him, his attention fully on his partner.

“Y’know, you did look sexy with a pregnancy belly,” Keigo jests as he moves so he’s looming over Touya, his hands pressing into the pillow on either side of his head. 

“I don’t even know what to say to that,” Touya cringes. 

“Just take the compliment,” Keigo clicks his tongue as he begins peppering Touya’s face with kisses. 

Touya finally captures his lips between his own, his tongue flicking against Keigo’s teeth. Keigo eagerly opens his mouth, his own tongue gliding against Touya’s before they break apart. 

Keigo starts kissing down Touya’s collarbone, pausing to suckle at his breast and drag his tongue over his nipple. 

Touya’s gasps lilt into a relieved sigh as one of Keigo’s hands plays with his other breast, making sure neither goes untouched. 

“Your tits feel so nice,” Keigo muses, switching to suckle the other nipple and pinch the already spit-soaked one. “So soft…”

“They’ll get bigger once you breed me, again,” Touya sneers, feeling the heat pool in his lower back and the pit of his stomach as Keigo tends to his supple flesh. 

“I can’t wait,” Keigo chuckles with a cheeky grin, licking Touya’s underboob before kissing the scars just above his tummy. 

Touya doesn’t have much sensation in his scars, but it's still suffocatingly sexy to watch Keigo worship them. It makes his cock throb between his legs. 

“You’re so beautiful, Touya,” Keigo whispers between deep kisses, hands roaming Touya’s skin, dancing over healthy flesh and scars alike with the same tenderness. Keigo knows how much of a slut Touya is for praise. If he didn’t, it’s obvious enough in the way his erection grows and his toes curl. He can see it in his eyes and hear it in his stuttering breaths. 

“Gonna make you so full. Maybe I’ll put twins in you this time.” Keigo’s hand ghosts over the wet spot on Touya’s underwear, making him gasp. 

“Isn’t that hereditary?” Touya snorts, trying not to moan. 

Keigo ignores him, fingers slipping beneath Touya’s waistband to slide his underwear down. Touya promptly begins pulling them off, giving Keigo time to disrobe himself. 

“Besides,” Touya adds, “Twins might be too much. Stretch marks were already hell from just one.” 

“Okay, just one then,” Keigo licks up the side of Touya’s neck. “You still stretched from last night?”

“Should be,” Touya replies before flipping over and practically shoving his ass in Keigo’s face. 

“Fuck, Tou. Don’t have to tell me twice,” Keigo groans with reddened cheeks as a swath of feathers whisks a bottle of lube in front of him. He slathers it on his cock before he delicately presses into Touya. “God, I forgot how good you feel raw.” 

Touya buries his face in his pillow, muffling his wail into the silk pillowcase as he feels Keigo spreading his insides open. He can feel the drag of Keigo’s cockhead on the cloacal flap deep inside when he bottoms out. It makes Touya have to swallow a scream as it lights his nerve endings up like fireworks. 

Keigo lets Touya sit with the feeling of being stuffed, hanging onto every sound as Touya’s hands turn to fists in the sheets. Touya’s walls clench around Keigo’s cock, and the former villain swears he can feel every pulsing vein in his shaft. Crimson wings flare out and curl forward, surrounding the two in a canopy. 

Touya shuffles his body, pulling his hips forward as if he’s silently begging for his lover to move. He risks a look over his shoulder, locking eyes with Keigo. The former hero’s expression is full of unadulterated worship, eyes wide and soft with his pupils blown out. His eyes look so pretty in the dim bedroom lights. Hell, they always look pretty. 

Keigo takes a deep breath before he begins rocking his hips, a sigh bursting from his lips as he watches his cock disappear over and over and over again. 

Touya’s dick throbs between his legs, leaking all over the bedsheets with sticky precum as he shoves his face into his pillow again. He bites into the fabric, trying to make an impromptu gag to quell his grunts and gasps. Every movement feels so good with Keigo. He feels the familiar pressure building up beneath his eyes, and he begrudgingly lifts his head as he feels the tears welling up.

“Fuck, Keigo, I don’t want him to hear us. It feels too good,” Touya moans, trying to stifle his wanton whimpers. Keigo shifts, stilling his hips for only a moment as he reaches around, pulling Touya up so his back is pressing against his chest. Keigo clamps his clean hand over his lover’s mouth, muffling the sounds of pleasure as Touya drools like a whore. 

Touya blinks through bloody tears of bliss, the bottom portion of his vision smearing red as he loses himself in the sensations. Keigo’s other hand digs into Touya’s waist, gripping hard as he thrusts up into his guts. 

“So fucking pretty,” Keigo rasps, biting into the side of Touya’s neck, sinking his teeth into the scarred flesh as Touya sobs behind his hand. Keigo’s eyes slide down Touya’s body, stopping to stare at his neglected, weeping dick. “You want me to breed you, yeah?”

Touya nods vigorously, blubbering nonsense that Keigo can’t make out. 

“Don’t you worry, sweetheart. If this doesn’t work, we can try again and again and again,” Keigo practically growls into Touya’s ear, hot breath kissing his skin and making Touya’s cock throb. His eyelids flutter, his thighs burn, and the heat inside him is growing by the second. 

“Gonna come fucking buckets in you, baby,” Keigo whines, “I’m-I’m gonna-”

Keigo doesn’t get to finish his sentence before his orgasm wrecks his body, painting Touya’s insides white. Touya melts at the warmth spreading inside him, legs shaking. His name leaves Keigo’s lips like a prayer, hushed and lingering and obscene. 

“I love you, Touya,” Keigo groans, his words drawn out and laced in ecstasy as he kisses the side of Touya’s neck. “I love you so much, baby.” His hand slips. 

“I love you, too, Kei,” Touya manages to slur out, swallowing the wail of pleasure. “Fuck.”

Gently, Keigo pulls out, turning Touya to lie on his back in front of him. 

“I’m gonna make sure you get off, too. Gotta treat my boy right. Especially after he’s been so good for me,” Keigo sings sweetly and seductively as he plants open-mouthed kisses down the front of Touya’s body. He salivates as he stares at Touya’s gushing cock, glistening with precum and reddening into a purple. 

Keigo makes direct eye contact as he presses his lips to Touya’s slit, lapping straight from the source as he pulls back. 

“You’re so delicious,” Keigo hums before sucking the cockhead into his mouth. Touya’s hands drag across his face, smearing blood and drool as he watches his lover’s nose press into his white happy trail. Fuck, Keigo was good at giving head. Granted, Touya’s only gotten head from him, but still. His palms clasp over his spit-sticky lips, trying not to keen at every subtle word of praise that Keigo whispers. 

The moment Touya cries out his name, Touya’s coming down his throat. Keigo moans at the taste, swallowing everything his lover has to give, indulging in the flavor. 

Keigo makes a lewd slurping noise as he pulls off of Touya's dick, looking up at him with a satisfied smirk. 

“You want me to carry you to the shower?” He grins, tenderly kissing Touya’s inner thigh. Touya’s hands reach down, fists opening and closing in a grabbing motion. 

“Come cuddle for a bit?” He manages to shudder, and Keigo obliges, crawling up to wrap his arms around his partner. 

Touya easily nuzzles in Keigo’s embrace, pressing his ear against Keigo’s sweaty chest, listening to his heartbeat. 

“Did you enjoy that?” Keigo whispers, pressing a soft kiss to Touya’s cheek. 

“What do you think, dumbass?” Touya teases, trying to wipe away the streaks of dried blood on his face. Keigo’s lips pull into a concerned frown before a feather whisks in a warm rag. It lightly blots Touya’s face, cleaning the dried bits until Touya’s wiped clean. 

“Thanks,” Touya mumbles; he’s still navigating how to receive Keigo’s caretaking tendencies. 

“So…you thought of any names yet?” Keigo sighs as his hands dance down Touya’s body, stopping at the curve of his stomach. 

“Kinda,” Touya hums, “I’ve been going back and forth on having another for a while.” 

“I remember when you were so worried about it to begin with,” Keigo chuckles, fingertips dancing on Touya’s skin. “And you’ve been such a wonderful parent.” 

“I try,” Touya yawns, placing his hands over Keigo’s. “At least I…I don’t think I’ve fucked him up yet.” 

Keigo clicks his tongue. 

“I don’t think you’re gonna,” He reassures his partner. “Now. Spill. Names?”

“Natori. That’s been stuck in my head,” Touya mumbles. 

“Fitting.”

They both lie in silence for a few moments, letting the static of the baby monitor and their labored breaths echo throughout the room. 

“We can have sex tomorrow, too,” Touya smirks, breaking through the quiet. 

“We can do it every day until you get a positive if you want,” Keigo winks, and Touya’s cock twitches. 

“I could go for another round in the shower.” Touya chews the inside of his cheek. Keigo’s wings fluff as the color rushes to his cheeks.