‘Still a poser, huh, bird brain?’ Dabi thinks to himself from where he sits with his crew across the bar, watching some Royal Knights ham it up. 

Among those Knights, sits a face he hasn’t seen since his hair was white and his skin smooth, and has his dragon rearing to the surface in a mixture of rage and the still lingering interest. 

Keigo Takami.

Or Hawks now apparently.

Fucking Council drone. 

“What do you think, air fryer?” Shigaraki’s rasp breaks through his bitter train of thought to bring him back to the present and whatever conversation the fools were having.

“Huh? What’d you say, crusty?” Dabi hums around his drink, having to be careful not to spill it on himself while also keeping his scales hidden. 

“The bird Knight.” Shigaraki huffs, ignoring the shot. “Rumor has it he’s a complete playboy. Think any of us have a chance?”

Dabi hums in thought, eyes focusing on Hawks once more and taking in all the little tells that the Commission probably didn't notice enough to beat out of him. Even having the bartender flirt with him had him looking ready to crawl out of his skin. Birdie was still a hopelessly awkward virgin. 

Dabi briefly wonders if he can change that.

“None of you, no.” Dabi finally answers, watching a secondary feather harden in discomfort when the bartender touches his arm playfully. “But...” Dabi downs his drink. “If he wasn’t a Council snake, I might know a way.” 

“Oh, yeah?” Shigaraki sneers, leaning in to get a better look at Dabi’s half-hidden face. “And what would that be?”

Dabi thinks back to all the longing looks and harpy courting behaviors Hawks had sent his way when they were still Keigo and Touya back in Knight training that he had pretended to be oblivious to, and wonders if any of that is still there. His half-dragon heritage had started to flare up at that point and he hadn’t wanted to drag Kei down with him but said dragon also never forgot the one it wanted to claim as his mate.

What would happen if he tried?

‘Shut up, you stupid lizard.’ Dabi growls to his dragon. ‘He’s a Knight. The Council’s probably broken him beyond repair. Kei’s probably as dead as Touya.’

‘ But how do we know ?’

Dabi stews with that for another moment before stealing Shigaraki’s drink to down as well and throwing them a devilish smirk. “Watch and learn, Dusty. Maybe you and your own lizard will finally stop dancing around each other.”

He snickers to himself as the sounds of Shigaraki and Spinner sputtering excuses follow him to the bar under the guise of getting another drink. 

“Excuse me.” He mutters as he raises his body temperature so the other Knights blocking the bar will move until he’s standing next to the half-harpy. 

“Behind you, pretty bird.” He hums in a low rumble that has feathers puffing just as they used to when his voice first started doing that. “Another ale please.” He asks the bartender with a sly smirk.

“Tou-no it can’t be...” Dabi hears Hawks whisper so quietly that he wouldn’t have heard him if it weren’t for his dragon hearing.

He makes some low whistling-chirping sound that Keigo had taught him years ago and hears the Knight gasp before he curses as he’s suddenly rushed out of the tavern and pinned against an alley wall by furious talons.

“You were alive, asshole?!” Hawks growls, trying to seem intimidating despite how his wings tremble behind him in hurt. 

“Hello to you, too, pretty bird.” Dabi smirks, pulling his talons back with his own claws. “See you’re doing well for yourself.”

Pupils pin at the show of strength, but Hawks still bares his fangs at the half-dragon. “Yeah, doing great. Number 2 actually, but we were supposed to be up here together . What the fuck happened to you?” 

Dabi raises an eyebrow before letting his pupils slit, eyes turn feral, and showing off fangs and forked tongue which, in turn, moves his cloak down enough to show off his scales. He growls when Hawks steps away in shock and the sound is anything but human.

“In case the claws didn’t give it away, I became a freak. Seriously think the Council would let me anywhere near a ranking chart?” Dabi huffs, letting the draconic features that he could control return to human. “My own father wouldn’t let me back in the house. I’m half-shifted to stay alive because he burned and mauled me in his attempt to get rid of the abomination he created.” 

Hawks makes a series of enraged bird noises before his eyes widen in horror. “He said you ran away...I comforted that fucking fool!”

Dabi sneers, the growl starting back up. “The only thing I ran away from was him, and I didn’t even do it. He left me for dead woods and some wizard and his alchemist pet snatched up my dying corpse. So sorry I didn’t want anything to do with the Knights after that though.”

There’s more enraged trilling before Hawks is in his face again with a feral look in his eyes. “You’ll be perfect for my case then.”

It’s Dabi’s turn to step back in shock now. “What are you talking about, birdie.”

“Wanted the rest of the story out of you, Hot Stuff.” Hawks smirks. “You really thought they could fool a harpy’s senses with such shitty lies and half-truths? Their heartbeats alone gave them away, but the scent of you burning that clung to him for weeks after almost got me put down.” He admits with a threatening chitter. 

Dabi’s eyes widen and he suddenly decides Hawks doesn’t need to know this was supposed to be a quick fuck to prove a point as his dragon rumbles happily at how strong his mate has become. “Have you been plotting chaos, pretty bird?” He smirks.

“Enough to make you proud even from the other side, Touya.” Hawks grins proudly. 

“Mmm, yeah no, Dabi now. That name died with me.” Dabi mutters with a sneer. “Glad I get a front-row seat then. What planning to dethrone the speciest piece of shit holding number one first?” 

Hawks snorts. “Cremation? Really? Fine, Dabi then.” He snickers before smirking. “I plan to expose him. I already have three very angry dragons on my side, and once he’s been destroyed socially, I’ll destroy the Council that let him get away with it and their precious rankings so he can sit in the fact that he destroyed himself and his family for absolutely nothing and can stew in that as he rots in a jail cell where he belongs.”

Dabi’s pupils are back to slits as he rumbles in delight and pulls the half-harpy in for an absolutely filthy kiss that he should have given into almost a decade ago. He kisses the birdie like he plans to steal the breath from his lungs, but he has one more question to ask when they come up for air. 

“Why?”

Hawks clicks as though insulted as his own talons dig into surprisingly soft black hair and grab one of the horns he’s surprised to find hiding there to pull him into another equally filthy kiss. “Mine.” He chitters, pupils completely lost in a sea of fierce gold that pin feral turquoise in place. “My bird claimed you first and the rest agreed that even if you had never returned our affections, I would stay by your side and fight for you forever. You were never getting rid of me if I had known you were alive.”

A low growl builds in Dabi’s chest before, suddenly, leathery wings burst from his back and they’re taking off into the air and devouring each other with a decade’s worth of buried emotions that are finally getting to come to the surface and have a claim to stake.

“Fuck, pretty bird,” Dabi growls as deadly fangs nip at Hawks’ lower lip. “Should’ve accepted your courting back then. Could’ve added you to my hoard and draped you in all the pretty riches I could find as you deserve. Gold chains inlaid with rubies and a pretty leather collar with an aquamarine, so you remember who you belong to when you go flying. You’d look so pretty draped across my furs.” He rambles, long forked tongue dominating the harpy’s mouth between promises. “So perfect.”

Hawks chitters and trills in delight as he does his best to return the kiss, but ultimately lets Dabi do as he pleases while he works on the half-dragon's gods forsaken three belts to get in his pants and bats his own wings to get them a little further from the town, even if they are fairly high up. “As long as I get to cover you in just as much shiny shit, you can do whatever you want.” He pants when given a moment to breathe.

The image encourages Dabi to start kissing, biting, and sucking his way down Hawks’s neck to stake his claim as he makes quick work of the birdie’s own belt and pants, smirking at the annoyed huff his ease gets out of his little hopeful mate. “Relax, birdie. You learn how to use your claws when you don’t have the money to pay for new pants.” He teases.

He can’t help but laugh at how the birdie’s wings puff up in annoyance even as he does his best to make his own marks in the dragon’s tough skin. 

A glance down shows them to be far enough away from the town to not be charged with indecent exposure so Dabi smirks before ripping a squawk out of Hawks when he hoists him up for easy access to his leaking dick and a forked tongue darts out to lick his lips. “Hold the horn if you need to.” He warns before wrapping his tongue around Hawks’ dick completely and taking him down his throat with a rumple that makes Hawks squawk at the vibrations. 

“Fu-Dabi! Shit! More! Shit, please!” Hawks trills, wings fluttering behind him as he holds onto Dabi’s horns for dear life. 

Dabi smirks around the length in his mouth as he carefully inches the harpy’s pants down further and retracts his claws. He pulls back enough to uncoil his tongue from around Hawks’ cock before taking it down his throat again and letting the tongue sneak out to prod at the harpy’s hole to make him chirp again.

“Da-bi!” Hawks moans, squirming and chirping at the stimulation. “How?” 

Dabi just looks up at him, the smirk obvious in his eyes as a suddenly claw-free hand takes advantage of the spit now slicking Hawks’ hole to slip a finger in to join the tongue and get more pretty bird song from the trembling Knight. 

“Fuuu-“ Hawks shudders. “You're gonna ki-kill me- shit!” 

Dabi rolls draconic eyes at the dramatics before going back to his self-assigned task of getting the birdie needy and open to take his cock. Completely impractical this high in the air, but his dragon demands it and for once he’s not gonna argue. 

“Cl-close! Shit, Dabi, I’m close!” Hawks whines and coos and he shakes in the dragon’s strong grip. 

Dabi just raises an eyebrow, his only response being to swallow around the head when it hits the back of his throat and nudges a bundle of nerves with three fingers that he's managed to work inside the harpy’s hole. 

Hawks lets out a pretty little chirping, trilling noise, and his wings sharpen as he cums hard down the dragon’s throat, his hold on purplish black horns probably being the only thing keeping him upright. 

Dabi smirks as he pulls his head back with a pop, mischief-filled turquoise looking up into hazy gold. “Think I can get another one out of you?” 

Hawks blinks, panting heavily for a moment before he nods and whines as Dabi pulls his fingers out. 

“Trust me enough to reach into my pocket for oil?” Dabi asks.

Hawks flushes a pretty pink as a feather chooses that moment to catch up with them and deposit a vial of oil onto Dabi’s chest. “About that…”

Dabi lets out a pleased rumble as he situates Hawks lower on his body for balance so he can uncork the vial and pour some on his fingers to make sure Hawks is open enough before reaching behind Hawks further to pour a generous amount on his own cock. 

“I’ll take you apart plenty later, but I’m afraid our current positions means you’ll have to do most of the work unless you want to take a tumble through the air.” Dabi hums, at least helping Hawks scoot himself back to line up. 

“Don’t care.” Hawks chirps, talons digging into scales for support as he gets himself lined up. “Thought I’d never get to do this. You could have bent me over a dumpster for all I care.” Gold eyes narrow at the dragon’s snort. “Do not fuck me over a dumpster.” 

Dabi can’t help but laugh at the birdie’s sudden seriousness even as he smirks up at fierce eyes. “Wouldn’t dream of it, birdie. You’re at least worth the royal dumpster.” He teases, laughing more when he gets whacked. 

“How did you become even more of an a-AH-ass! Fuuuck!” Hawks moans when he’s suddenly pulled down on Dabi’s cock and warbles with how full he suddenly feels with it only halfway in. 

“Trauma does shit to people.” Dabi shrugs, loosening his grip now so Hawks can set the pace. “Now I believe you had a claim to stake?” 

Gold eyes pin once more and rake over unclaimed skin as though trying to calculate how to change that without breaking a tooth on scales before deciding to figure that out when they get there. With this decision in mind, Hawks braces his hands on Dabi’s stomach to give himself leverage as he attempts to sink down further with a chirp. 

By the time he has it all in him, his arms are shaking and his wings are trembling as he lets out a constant stream of overwhelmed chirps that have Dabi rumbling deep in his chest in arousal. 

“Too much, pretty bird?” Dabi growls, reaching a once again clawed hand to caress Hawks’ straining cock and lightly press down on the slight bulge of the harpy’s stomach where his cock is stuffing him nice and full.

“Full.” Hawks chirps quietly with a wobbly smile. “Guess the dragon genes really took over, huh?” 

“Oh, you have no idea.” Dabi chuckles lowly. “Wait ‘til I cum, pretty bird. You’ll probably have to go home after this with how much will be leaking out of you. Filling you completely and letting anyone with a nose knows just who you belong to.” A smirk. “And you’re in for a real trip come winter.”

Hawks flushes beneath his shirt at the implications, wings fluttering in their effort to help get him moving. “Fuck, Dabi.”

“That is the plan, yes,” Dabi smirks, chuckling when a wing whacks him. “Need some help, pretty bird?”

“Yes. Please. Fuck, there’s so much.” Hawks whines, moaning when Dabi’s grip tightens to pull him up slowly, cursing at how tight the harpy is before pulling him back down and making both moan loudly.

It takes them a few times, but eventually, Hawks gets his bearings enough to start trying to help. By now, though, Dabi has already realized that he can definitely fuck up into the birdie in this position and it isn’t long before Hawks is once again boneless, chirping and moaning as he lets himself be used.

“Fuck, birdie.” Dabi growls from where his mouth is hovering close to Hawks’ shoulder, ready to claim. “So fucking tight. You’re going to drive me insane. Such a perfect little mate, aren’t you?”

Hawks moans, wings puffing up at the praise as he finally finds a spot he thinks should be soft enough to mark. “Big. Good mate. Filling me up.” He chirps.

Dabi’s rumbling picks up as his speed does and it isn’t long until Hawks is babbling about being close again. “Right behind you, pretty bird.” He growls. “Cum whenever you want, I’m right behind you.”

Hawks lets out a warbling moan as he cums a second time, talons digging into the half-dragon's human skin as he bites into the soft spot he found and his wings puff out. The chirps turn into a content almost purring noise as he lets Dabi continue, sated himself and now just wanting his new mate to cum.

Dabi groans loudly as Hawks tightens around him with his orgasm and makes his hips stutter as it drags him over the edge. He muffles a roar by leaving his own bite on the harpy’s shoulder as he starts filling him with rope after rope of cum that has him squirming with how full it leaves him. 

“Da-…bi…” Hawks eventually whines. “Too much.” 

Dabi just runs his claws down Hawks' back in what he hopes is a calming gesture as he licks the new bite and waits to stop cumming. 

“Dabiiii!” Hawks pouts instead. 

“I warned you. Now it’s either in you or on some poor traveler’s head.” Dabi chuckles as he basks in the post-orgasm brain fog. “It’ll stop soon.”

“You are so lucky I don’t have any eggs.” Hawks huffs even as he relents to laying on Dabi’s still-clothed chest as the half-dragon starts taking them to the alley. He wraps his feathered wings around them for modesty's sake. 

Dabi crowds Hawks against a wall once they’re on the ground for support so he can pull out and his pupils slit when his cum starts leaking out of Hawks’ utterly abused hole. 

“Fuck, birdie. Think a feather can hold that in or do I need to eat you out a second time?” Dabi growls, tilting his head predatorily. 

Hawks hisses in sensitivity when his cock tries to twitch at the thought. “Feather should get me home.” He decides before giving a little smirk. “I might need some help from there though.”

Dabi rumbles deep in his chest once more as he plucks a loose feather. “Let me say my goodbyes real quick, and I’ll be more than happy to take you apart properly.”

Dabi makes quick work of refastening his pants and belts before hurrying inside and slamming the feather down in front of Shigaraki with a wicked smirk that his disheveled appearance backs up. “Let me know if you need date night recommendations. Got some good connections now for you two to get your shit together.” He chuckles before throwing a wave over his shoulder. “See you tomorrow, losers!”

His friends just stare at the feather in disbelief.

"NO! No, Father! I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I'll control it! I'll do better! Please don't leave me! I'm so-"  

"Wake up, dammit!" Hawks yells, stress gripping his demon companion in panic and doing his best to not collide when talons in scar tissue makes Dabi bolt upright and almost get the Nephilim with his hellfire.

"Don't." Dabi hisses out, red lining his now-slitted pupils as his turquoise eyes glow in the dark of their room. "Don't touch." 

Hawks makes a weird cooing noise that also sounds like bells in a hail storm thanks to his specific angelic descent before carefully holding up his other hand stress gripping a pillow. "Sorry." 

Dabi growls low in his throat for a second before trying to get his unnecessary breathing under control. "Can't let go?" 

Hawks nods, cooing apologetically. "Yeah. You were having another nightmare though." 

Dabi huffs but nods. "Just more bs from daddy dearest." 

"Will you please tell me which demon?" The Nephilim pouts now. 

"No. Not telling you the angel side either or you'll figure it out." A manic grin that does nothing to hide the still-present panic in his eyes. "Can't have you killing my prey." 

"I already said I'd let you kill mine." Hawks groans, muttering when Dabi just pulls him back down to stroke between his wings so he can let go. "Cheater." 

"Demon. And no, I just have a right to my secrets." Dabi huffs.

"Well do you wanna talk about it at all?" Hawks huffs right back. "You about set the bed on fire." 

Dabi winces now, looking away awkwardly. "...that's part of the issue yeah…yeah, fine I can reveal that much…" He decides despite continuing to hesitate.

"...Ah a very insightful silence. Eye-opening really." Hawks teases to lighten the mood, just shrugging at the scowl it gets him. 

"Fuck you, I'm not good at the sharing emotions shit." Dabi snaps as a hand reaches up to fidget with a horn before he grabs it in frustration. "Ugh! Fine, as you know, I'm technically a Nephilim too, but instead of half-human and half one or the other, I'm half-demon half-angel. Father wanted a perfect half-and-half though. A product with both his hellfire and demonic ability and also angelic bs in equal parts. Well, it seemed all I got was his hellfire, which he was fine with, I even burned hotter than him." Dabi says in a voice meant to sound smug but just sounds tired. "Until my mother's genes decided to overhaul my body and make it susceptible to hellfire without actually granting me any holy powers beyond immunity to holiness and domination which still shouldn't be an angel thing, but whatever. In the end, he deemed me worthless and cast me aside and forced my mother to have 2 more children after my sister, the fourth of which was his perfect creation." A self-deprecating laugh. "The rest of us could drop dead for all he cared after that, and as far as he knows, I did." 

Hawks blinks, once again tempted to try to sneak into heaven for angelic records but knows it would just get him burned. "That bitch." He lands on instead. "And I'm sorry, what is an angel power?!" He squawks when the rest finally catches up to him. 

Dabi raises an eyebrow before remembering the dork had just learned he was a Nephilim not too long ago and hadn't even figured out how to refold his wings to the other plain. "Right, newbie. Domination. We can force a sort of Divine Will onto any human and any willing Nephilim or angel." He sighs. "Humans will usually black out and be nothing more than a puppet, Nephilim will have a sort of brain fuzz but are otherwise coherent with no control of their body, and angels will retain full consciousness just with no control of their body." 

"What about demons?" Hawks asks curiously. 

"Pretty sure we would have been wiped out long ago if angels could just order us still and kill us." Dabi snorts with a roll of his eyes. 

"Fair point." Hawks hums, mind already somewhere else. 

Dabi must sense it because he soon raises an eyebrow. "What're you doing in that bird brain?" 

"So, hypothetically, if you were to use that on me in bed-" Hawks starts.

"Really? I told you part of my tragic backstory and you got horny over a power you also have albeit weaker?" Dabi scoffs, now moving to get out of bed. The nerve of this pigeon.

"Waiiit~" Hawks whines, wrapping around Dabi's middle. "I can't help it that you're hot!"

"Don't care. Get off of me." Dabi huffs, trying to peel him off. "I am genuinely trying to use the bathroom, let go!"

Hawks lets go immediately, hands raised in surrender. "Please?" 

Dabi glares at him but huffs. "Go make breakfast, and I'll let you know."

Hawks isn't sure he’s ever moved so fast in his life.

~~~

Dabi, of course, ends up agreeing to it. What can he say? He's weak to seeing his birdie on his knees. 

Just like he will be soon. 

"Sure about this, pretty bird?" Dabi double-checks, still slightly unsure despite how tight his pants have become in his expectation. 

"Extremely. Yes. 100%. If you are willing, I am down." Hawks assures, eagerly waiting to see how this goes. 

"Alright then." Dabi hums before his already bright eyes glow brighter and his voice drops and distorts as though being filtered through five different planes of existence to immediately cloud Hawks' mind. 

" On your knees, pretty bird . "

Hawks’ head immediately fills with static and all of his senses feel like they're submerged in jello as he drops to his knees with a second thought. Ah, that was why the pillows were moved to the floor.

Dabi smirks down at him, tilting his head up by his chin to make blurry eyes meet his own. "Good boy." He hums, delighting in the trill that unconsciously leaves the other’s mouth at the praise. 

" Open your mouth . I'm gonna make you choke on my cock." He damn near purrs, snickering when Hawks' mouth drops open without a second thought, or really any thought for that matter. 

"Fuck. Look at you. So sweet and compliant. I could do literally anything to you and you'd just take it, wouldn't you? Could fuck you raw or burn those pretty wings right off your back, and you'd probably thank me." Dabi hums cruelly, petting through blonde hair so feeling the barely noticeable shiver. "Ah, so you are still there. Good, this wouldn't be any fun otherwise, and as much as I would love for you to stop smacking me in the face with them, it'd be such a waste." He assures, watching the tension leave Hawks' body.

"Why so stressed, baby? Did it not occur to you that you were giving up control to a literal demon, half-angel or not? Don't worry, pretty bird." He grabs a fistful of blonde hair to make that still-waiting throat choke on his cock and groans at how it spasms around him. "Fuck. Don't worry. I only plan to break you in the best ways. Shit, you like that idea?" He hisses when Hawks involuntarily swallows around him. "Ruin you so good, you never wanna leave? Just stay here as my perfect little cock slut, stuffed full of cum and ready for the taki-Fuck!" 

Hawks, still having at least vague awareness, moans at the thought, sending vibrations shooting up Dabi's cock who about doubles over at the feeling. 

"Fuck, pretty bird. We're both about to be real grateful for this. Turn off your breathing . Good bo-shit!" Another curse when Hawks moans at the praise. "Yeah, I'm gonna have fun fucking your slutty little throat like the fleshlight it was meant to be." He promises, pulling out slowly only to snap his hips harshly and groan at the wet heat. "Then I'm gonna fuck your tight little hole until you're dripping cum. How does that sound, huh, pretty bird?"

Hawks can do no more than let out a desperate sounding…moan? It was some sort of angel noise that usually meant good things and was probably the result of not being able to use air for non-mildly terrifying noises, but it still made Dabi's cock jump all the same as he groans in response. 

"Fuck, Hawks. Use safe actions if you need them , otherwise, I'm not stopping." Dabi orders, pulling his cock away from the wet suction of Hawks’ mouth to fuck himself back down his throat in the next instant. "Gonna fucking ruin you." 

All he gets in response is some garbled, chirping sound as he fucks the Nephilim's pretty little throat in a way sure to rob him of his voice by the time they're done, only to pull out before he can actually cum. "Your throat feels way too good. On the bed . You better have opened yourself up like you were supposed to." 

Hawks just mindlessly drags himself onto the bed, standing there like an NPC waiting for further instruction until Dabi snorts at the ridiculous sight. 

" Chest down. Ass up. Not even going to try wrecking you standing on a bed." Dabi chuckles, watching Hawks scramble to comply and smirking at the pretty turquoise plug that comes into view. "The big one, too, huh?" Dabi hums, taking hold of the plug to pull it lightly and marveling at how Hawks rim stretches around it. Letting go gets it greedily sucked back in with a squelch. "My dick's gonna be drowning in lube, isn't it?" 

Normally, Hawks would have some sort of sassy response to that, but all he can currently do is stare dumbly into space while making sounds from another plane of existence. The part of him that's still distantly there wants to do something to entice the other Nephilim to get on with it, but he can’t and he feels his cock throb qt the reminder that he's put himself completely at Dabi's mercy. 

 "Hmm. Something's not right…" Dabi hums in thought before snapping his fingers. "I changed my mind. On your back . Since this is an angel power, we'll do missionary so I can watch your face in real-time as I drag you down to hell with me." 

Hawks wastes no time rolling onto his back, whining when the motion jostles the plug inside against his prostate, but otherwise awaiting further instruction. 

Dabi makes a deep rumbling sound that he's not sure which side it's from, but it doesn't matter when Hawks unconsciously bares his throat in further submission. An answering chitter sends what was left of Dabi's self-control careening off the edge as he's suddenly on top of the already lost-looking Nephilim while a clawed hand works the plug from his desperate little hole. 

"Fuck, Hawks. You gotta let go of the plug if you want me to be able to fuck you. I know you want nothing more than to just sit here, stuffed, but don't you want something that can properly fuck you?" Dabi purrs into a flushed ear before chuckling lowly when Hawks coos and falls pliant, the plug slipping out with a lewd, wet noise. The sight of Hawks' hole desperately trying to clench around nothing is enough to drive Dabi near mad, and he's lining up before he even processes it. 

He at least has enough wits to spit on his cock before trying to just fuck it into the Nephilim, but that's about as far as his self-control expands when his Prince Albert bumps Hawks' rim, and the half-angel keens. 

"Fuck, you're really desperate for it, huh?" Dabi growls as he starts working the head inside. "Just a bit of Angelic Domination and some dirty words is all it takes to make a proper whore out of you, hm?" Another small thrust works him further inside and he curses at how Hawks moans at the piercings helping stretch him open. "Well, who am I to deny you when you're finally being so honest. You know I never actually told you to put your legs up, right? You presented this slutty little hole for me all on your own, and who am I to let such a perfect little offering go to waste, hmm? Angelic healing be damned, you're gonna feel me for days ." 

The moan Hawks lets out is far from human, and Dabi delights in being the one to start stripping him of that. "Come on, birdie. I've barely even touched you, and you already sound like that." He chuckles, finally seating himself fully inside and hissing at the way Hawks clamps around him. "Can't wait to hear how I ruin you when we actually get going." 

The symphony of moans that leaves Hawks when Dabi starts up a rough pace probably comes from his other mouths that he's yet to learn to materialize -and oh won't that be fun- and they only succeed in spurring Dabi on more as he hooks toned calves over his shoulder and folds the little half-angel in half to hear him sing. He doesn’t know if this counts as missionary anymore so much as a mating press, but he can still see Hawks' face as he loses himself to pleasure and clamps down on his dick like he plans to never let go only to moan like a whore when piercings drag across his prostate. He's pretty sure he can feel Hawks' feet losing their human shape behind his back and he rumbles proudly at the thought. 

"Look at you. Just a little bit of dick, and you're ready to fall from grace." Dabi chuckles, abnormally long tongue dominating Hawks' mouth when he opens it to moan before coming up to growl more filth. "Lucky for you, I'm more than willing to thoroughly break you in. How does that sound, pretty bird?"

Hawks shudders in his haze, mumbling incoherent nonsense not made for the mortal tongue as he holds onto Dabi's horns like a lifeline. Like he might actually leave this plane if he lets go and whines pleadingly as though begging for more of anything. 

"God, you're fucking ruined aren't you, baby?" Dabi chuckles darkly before kissing him again when he whines brokenly, not stopping his almost punishing pace all the while. "My favorite little toy. What do you say, baby? Want me to break you apart and put you back together?" 

Hawks is beyond caring knowing what he's agreeing to, he just wants to cum…No, that's not right. Dabi had promised he'd be dripping his cum and Hawks really doesn't think he'll be satisfied without it with how desperately his hole is trying to hold Dabi's cock captive. 

Cum. Cum. He wants cum. 

He wants Dabi to feel good. He wants Dabi to ruin him. He wants to be nothing more than Dabi's little fuck toy and for it to be obvious to anyone who looks at him.

Fuck this Domination thing is dangerous. 

"I can't hear you, baby~" Dabi growls in Hawks’ ear, drawing out another inhuman sound before he's nodding desperately, not trusting himself with human language. 

Dabi is about to tease further, but suddenly there are more than two sharp gold eyes trained on him, and Dabi realizes he might actually be fucking the human out of him as he groans and curses. "Fuck. Yeah, okay, birdie. Don't worry. I've got you." He promises, figuring bringing the eye-to-person ratio back down is now part of the 'putting him back together' part. "Fuck, that is way hotter than it should be." 

Multiple eyes blink at him hazily before rolling back when Dabi starts focusing on his prostate to make him see stars. 

Dabi groans lowly, abusing that spot inside the Nephilim until he's sure the noises filling the room will drive his neighbors to madness, but he's not really in the position to be giving a fuck about anything other than the one he's giving Hawks. He really hopes he worded the commands right this time, too, because he's pretty sure Hawks' ass is trying to suck the sou-...the life-...the sin right out of him. Sin is probably most accurate with what he's been doing to the birdie. 

"Fuck, Hawks. Close. Fuck, I'm close. Gonna fill you up so well, you won't even care about figuring out your angel half. Gonna be perfectly content just sitting here being my dumb little cock sleeve won't you?" Dabi growls, reaching a clawed hand down to start jerking Hawks off in time with his stuttering thrusts.

Hawks keens, powerful wings accidentally pushing him up until Dabi has to scramble to keep fucking him sitting now, and fuck if that angle isn't ruining him more. 

"Watch it, birdie. You're gonna knock me out of you." Dabi scoffs, his tail being the only reason they weren't launched from the bed. "But fuck, do you feel amazing. Fine, I can fuck you like this. Just let me…" He lets his white feathered, bat-like wings emerge from his back for extra leverage and rumbles at the way Hawks almost screams with the new rhythm. "Good boy. Almost there, baby bird." 

Even supernaturally tranced, it's too much and Hawks can vaguely feel Dabi licking tears from his cheeks as his back tries to arch with the force of his impending orgasm. He wants to scream, wants to call out for Dabi, beg for something he's not sure what, but all he can do is cry and take it, shuddering at the way Dabi's pace begins to stutter once more.

"Fuck, birdie. That's it. Almost there. So close." Dabi groans, fucking up hard and fast into the half-angel on his lap. "You can cum when I do , pretty bird. Fuck, you've been so good. Shit- close- cu-" 

Hawks is pretty sure he whines at the praise, but that's quickly whited out by a seemingly Earth-shattering orgasm that wrecks his body at the first spurt of cum against his insides and the fangs so close to something on his neck are not helping. He feels like he's going insane and every spurt of what has to be an inhuman amount of cum just makes it worse. 

He feels like he could drown in it. 

Fuck, he kind of wants to. 

" Come back, birdie. " He vaguely hears, Dabi whisper, giving him back control of his limbs but doing nothing to clear the fog in his mind as he coos softly. 

"Shit. I actually fucked you stupid, huh?" Dabi chuckles, combing his claws through unnaturally soft blonde hair. "Come on, baby. Let's get you cleaned up, hmm? Hopefully, a bath will bring you back to this plane." 

Hawks just croons, letting himself be carried, but unable to make any attempt at actually helping. He flutters a wing in a token attempt. 

Dabi just laughs. "Calm down, birdie, I've got you. I'll take care of everything." 

Another coo tells him that some part of Hawks must understand and he hopes that same part will be forgiving of whatever soap he accidentally gets in his new eyes. 

He can at least be gentle for this. 

Hungry.

Fuck he was so hungry.

He hadn't eaten in days and needed to soon before he gave the Hunters a reason to take him out, but fuck was it difficult when the most affluent werewolf and Hunter in the country wanted your head on a preferably not silver platter.  

And now he had to meet up with his birdie which would undoubtfully go on until morning so there would be another day of being unable to hunt.

He was going to go feral at this rate.

Dabi huffs as he leans against the wall of the seedy motel they were meeting at and wrinkles his nose as a rat runs by. "Gods he's the Number 2 Hunter, we could at least meet somewhere that's not going to get my staples infected."

"You're already undead and have the body heat of a werewolf." Hawks laughs as he finally lands next to the grumpy hybrid. "Do you even get infections?"

"It's still gross." Dabi snaps, jerking his head in the direction of the front door and thus the front desk. "Now go get us checked in. I have shit to do after this."

Hawks rolls his eyes at the grumpiness, mumbling something about what crawled up his ass as he disappears through the appointed door.

"Should be the other way around but nOooo," Dabi mutters, crossing his arms as he waits. Despite the amount of heat he gives off, he's still freezing and the lack of blood isn't helping the fact.

"Good news." Hawks laughs as he holds up the key card in a little paper envelope. "Looks like they decided to be bougie just for you."

Dabi just glares, gesturing for Hawks to lead the way so they can get this over with and he can hopefully find at least a homeless man or a drunk. He didn't particularly want to return to base drunk off his ass because of spiked blood, but he was getting desperate at this point and the full moon last week had sapped most of his reserves.

Hawks just sighs, leading the way as he was told. "Seriously, Dabs, what's your problem tonight?" He huffs. And here he was thinking they'd finally made some progress.

Dabi winces slightly, knowing he's being an ass, but iron-clad self-control from years of homelessness was the only thing keeping him from going feral at this point so he thinks he's allowed to be a little bitchy. "I just have things to do."

"What, brooding in the dark that urgent?" Hawks scoffs, keying them into the room as he spins the envelope.

He was doing that a little too fast for Dabi's liking.

"Contrary to what you may have been told, birdie, the world does not revolve around you. People have other things going on that can't just stop so you can get your dick wet." Dabi snarls, trying not to show his surprise when a little bit of werewolf leaks into the sound.

Fuck, he might have less time than he thought.

Hawks draws back as though he'd been physically hit and wraps his wings around himself as though they would protect him from the harsh words, all the while still spinning that damn key envelope. "Right. Sorry, I shouldn't have-"

Dabi flinches now at the hurt in his birdies eyes. "No. You didn't do anything wrong. I'm the one being an ass. It's just that I haven't-"

"Ow!"

Dabi didn't get to finish explaining as his normally pretty turquoise eyes turn a deep, dangerous red as the scent of chicken, honey, and something wild and gamey fills the small motel room from the paper turned normal cut on the half-harpy's hand where he had tried to catch the envelope but instead cut himself on his talons.

A drop dripped to the floor.

Another.

A growl filled the silence.

Gold eyes shoot up in confusion before widening in panic as he starts scrambling away. "Dabi. What's going o-"

Fleeing was the wrong move.

Before Hawks can even think to sharpen a feather or swing his talons or any other bit of training that had been drilled into him since he was 8, Dabi has him pinned to the wall with a clawed hand in his hair and pulling his head to the side.

"Dabi, wai-AHHH!"

Hawks screams as four sharp fangs puncture the skin of his neck before he starts screaming for an entirely different reason. One second he's screaming from the sudden pain and the next a fog is overtaking his mind before he's screaming from pure terror. He doesn't even know what it is that he's so scared of. Despite the circumstances, he's not scared of Dabi, there's nothing in the room that should terrify him and nothing happened today. He tries to fight and reason against the sudden overwhelming and unexplained terror, and some part of his training is briefly registering the pheromones and compulsions that vampires can use when feeding to inflict either terror or pleasure onto their prey, but the majority of his brain has been thrown back to being eight years old and hiding in the closet as his dad ransacked the house looking for him to beat him for hiding in the first place then take him to help him steal. He would never listen to Keigo that it was wrong.

Then Endeavor had saved him.

But did he really?

Sure he got away from his abusive father and was saving people now, but he got taken from one environment where he was beaten and his autonomy ignored to a probably worse environment working under the guise of working for the greater good.

Was he though?

How many of the creatures that he's killed just needed therapy or a stable home and food or inclusive laws or any number of things that would have made their death completely preventable? That could have saved them before they even got to that point.

Hunters were revered as the heroes of their society, but was he really?

The longer he was stuck in this mental hellscape, the less he believed it.

He was getting lightheaded.

Was it the panic or the blood loss doing it though?

"Da-bi…" Hawks manages to croak.

Dabi didn't hear him.

He couldn't hear him.

All he could hear was his prey's pulse pounding in his ears as the compulsion did its job of making his heart spike with adrenaline and keeping him too terrified to move.

Dabi groans into where his fangs are buried in the half-harpy's throat as he drinks mouthful after mouthful.

He hates drinking for terror, but right now he can understand why others do.

He feels strong.

He feels powerful.

He feels like he could take on his dad right now and win.

He could finally throw the fleabag to the ground and wale on him over and over before the werewolf could even try to get up.

He could finally get back at him for buying his mother for her strong vampire lineage.

Could finally get back at him for creating him. For hyping him up and raising him to be a strong and powerful Hunter capable of dethroning All Might. For abandoning him when he went outside to play with Fuyumi before her traits could show up and he began screaming as his skin started to peel off from the sun. For casting him aside when doctors informed them that while he may have all the strengths and none of the weaknesses of a werewolf just as his father had wanted, he ultimately had the body of a vampire and the weaknesses and needs that came with it.

For molding him into his perfect soldier whose only purpose in life was to become a Hunter, and leaving him with nothing when he no longer fit his father's needs.

For not even trying to help him overcome the weaknesses he cursed him with.

Touya never asked to be born. None of them had asked to be born!

He could creep past the Academy even now and see the dead, soulless eyes of his baby brother as the other recruits tried to interact with him. At least the green-haired demigod had finally gotten a smile to form.

He still looked dead inside though.

They all did.

Even as Dabi, he barely wanted to be alive now.

By all odds and logic, he shouldn't be alive now yet here he was. Here he was alive and kicking as one of Japan's most wanted, drinking from one of their top Hunters.

One way or another, he had aided in the downfall of All Might.

Now he would directly cause the downfall of the new number one.

His screams would be delicious, Dabi could almost hear them.

He could hear him?

Except they were higher? And they were sobbing?

Who was screaming and crying?

Wait, where was he? He was supposed to be meeting with Hawks?

Where was Hawks?

This thought finally makes his eyes snap open in panic and realize just whose blood it was that he was drinking and just who he was inflicting so much fear into.

As much of a tough exterior as he put on, this was the last person he wanted to do that to.

Hawks was the last person he wanted to hurt.

Dabi quickly switches his pheromone output to pleasure to cancel out the terror until he hears a very shakey moan from the half-harpy before he pulls away, licking at the bird's sun-kissed neck to heal the messy punctures before sinking to the floor with him when his legs give out.

"Hawks! Hawks!" Dabi calls, waving his hand in front of the Hunter's face to try and get that far-away look out of his eyes and cursing when the blonde just flinches like he's going to be hit. "Keigo, please!"

The use of a long-buried name is what makes gold eyes snap up to worried red. "Touya?" He whispers.

Dabi winces, realizing just how far back Hawks had been sent but also getting a warm feeling in his chest that that was who brought him back even if that boy was long dead. "Close."

Hawks blinks and a little more light returns to his pinned eyes. "…Dabi?"

"Hi, pretty bird." Dabi smiles shakily, hoping there's not as much blood on his face as he thinks there is. "You back?"

A small nod. "What happened? I was stuck back in Commission training having my head feathers forcefully plucked."

A low growl rumbles in Dabi's chest at the information before he winces when Hawks cowers at the sound. "I'm sorry, pretty bird," Dabi whispers, taking Hawks’ hand to slowly pull him close. "I'm so sorry. Hunting has been a little rough since the crackdowns, and then you cut yourself and I lost it. That's the stuff I had to do after this was to try and find food before I gave you a reason to kill me, but here we are." He frowns, using his much blunter claws to scratch at Hawks' scalp until he relaxes. "Are you okay?"

Hawks nods, nuzzling close to the hybrid's body heat since he now felt a bit cold. "Yeah…yeah, I'm okay." He mumbles. "I take it you switched compulsions then?"

"Yeah, the pleasure one cancels out the terror fairly well." Dabi nods in return.

"Ah." Hawks mumbles distractedly. "That explains why the boner returned."

"Yeah, it usually has that effect- wait." Dabi pushes Hawks away from him some. "What do you mean returned ?"

Hawks blinks, not understanding why he was pulled away from the heat source until his brain catches up with what he said, and his face flames pink. "Oh, um, well you see, I-"

Dabi rolls his eyes when the birdy starts trying to ramble before his still red eyes glow and his voice takes on a dreamy note. "What did you mean, pretty bird?" He asks again while using compulsion to do so.

"I liked you biting me before the fear started" Hawks monotones. "First bit of the fear wasn't horrible either. Was remembering you kicking my ass. Strong mate. Hurt but had the most confused boner after that meeting." 

Dabi blinks, not having expected that before smirking a little. "So you like pain, pretty bird?" 

"When you're causing it for some reason." The harpy answers unblinkingly. "Bird brain really likes you showing off. Can't say I mind either."

"I'm still a little peckish then," Dabi smirks, getting close to the bird. "Want me to make it up to you for scaring you and leaving you all hot and bothered?"

Hawks whimpers, baring his throat for the vampire before him. "Please." 

Dabi grins, not having had the opportunity to drink without having to compel someone to bare their neck for him. Now here he was able to ask if Hawks wanted to and Hawks not only saying yes but even offered his neck. The hybrid was on cloud nine. 

"Forget this next sentence. I hope you know you're stuck with me now, baby bird." Dabi rumbles, pulling Hawks in for a kiss before releasing the compulsion. "Feel better?" Dabi checks. 

"Yeah, less shakey." Hawks sighs, smiling into the affection.

"Still okay with me biting you?" 

Hawks flushes, but nods. "Can't have you out attacking civilians." He half laughs, going for a joke to lighten his mood.

Dabi frowns, looking at Hawks seriously. "Don't do this because some Commission bullshit makes you think you have to. I took enough to be able to find someone else to top off without killing them." He warns. "You don't have to if you don't want to. "

Hawks smiles softly, happy that he actually has a choice on something for once in his life. "I want to." He climbs into the skinny man's lap now to hold them and use his wings to deposit them on the bed, snickering at how Dabi yelps at the sudden flight before wrapping his arms over scarred shoulders. "Please, Dabi?" 

Turquoise eyes that had finally returned to normal glow red once more as Dabi's mouth opens to reveal gleaming fangs. "I'll use a low dose, tap me if I forget to keep track of your pulse or it just gets too much."  He warns before his fangs puncture skin once more and flood the pretty bird's senses with lust pheromones. 

"Right, gotCHA~ Dabi~!" Hawks moans, immediately falling hard as he arches into Dabi's touch as best he can without ripping his own throat open. "Fuuuck~" He whines. 

All at once, it's too much too fast, but he'd probably actually cry if Dabi tried to stop. Already he's painfully hard as he grinds his hips against the hybrid's front and moans when he can feel that Dabi is just as hard as him. His skin feels like it's on fire, and something is screaming at him that the only way to fix it is to let Dabi take as much as he wants and he couldn't agree more.

A low growl starts in Dabi's chest as he drinks his fill. It didn't have nearly as much kick as the adrenaline-laced blood the terror provides, but he had had plenty of that to fuel him for the next week. Now though, now he was much more focused on making it up to Keigo as he dragged his claws between wings like he knows the birdie likes on the way to his hips to pull him close and grind their clothed cocks together. Already he wishes he had his claws from last week so he could just tear their clothes off, but Kurogiri would also probably kill him if he had to summon a portal just because they got a bit too feisty. 

Keigo did not seem to have the same reservations. 

Within minutes, Dabi lets out a groan as both of their pants fall away, reduced to ribbons by Hawks' impatient claws but at least he left the boxers Dabi guesses. 

Oh well, too late now. 

Dabi groans low in his throat as his tongue presses against where his fangs have pierced skin and Hawks almost sobs at the pleasure-pain before grinding their hips against each other. 

'Right coat pocket. ' Dabi projects into Hawks' mind. 'Pass me the lube so I can open you up. '

Hawks whines, reaching down to feel around in the pockets in front of him until he can uncap and pour the lube into Dabi's waiting hand. He feels some movement behind him and, soon enough, his wings are fluttering behind him as a finger breaches his hole and he lets out a chirping moan. 

"Dabi~!" 

'Fuck, birdie. ' Dabi groans, biting harder to get another moan from the half-harpy. 'You're so tight. Gonna drive me insane again, aren't you? '

Hawks whines, squirming in the hybrid's strong hold and shuddering when another finger and soon a third. Soon enough, Dabi has Hawks shaking and sobbing out every one of his carefully tortured out bird sounds, and Dabi is lapping them up like his blood.

'So pretty, songbird. Why would you ever hide these? Can't wait to burn that damn Commission to the ground for you, depriving the world of such beautiful song because of their own prejudice. A damn disgrace. ' Dabi growls, noticing the sounds getting kind of weak so pulls back to heal the wound before delivering one more quick bite to the harpy's shoulder as he slams him down on his cock so he can watch Hawks throw his head back in pleasure. 

"DABIIII~ PLEASE! FUCK!" Hawks sobs as he trembles with how full he is all at once. He doesn't feel any discomfort though. If anything, it only ignites the fire that the pheromones started within him as his brain screams at him to fuck, and he almost starts to bounce himself on the hybrid’s pierced cock if his shoulder didn’t still have fangs in it. “Move! Please! Move! I’m ready! Please! Fuck! Fuck me! Please!”

Dabi’s eyes widen as he removes his fangs and seals to wound so as to not take any more blood as he looks at Hawks in curiosity. 

Was prey always this receptive?

Dabi was so used to dining and dashing that he couldn’t tell you, but he knew he couldn’t get enough of the sight of Japan’s number two Hunter sitting debauched on his cock and trying to fuck himself on it. 

“You good, songbird?” Dabi checks in as he starts thrusting his hips and rumbling as Hawks chirps and cries out. 

“Good. So good. So so good. Please, Dabi. Please. So good. Fuck me. Feels so good.” Hawks almost slurs and neither would be able to tell you really if it was from blood loss or pheromones, but fuck Hawks wanted more. “Use me. Drain me. Kill me. I don’t care. Just fuck me, please~” 

Dabi jolts in bewilderment, wondering if he overdid it and pulling Hawks forward so their foreheads touch to more clearly read his mind. He sighs in both relief and horror when he realizes that it's not his fault, Hawks is just a freak.

“I’ll use you if you want, pretty bird, but I won’t kill you. There’s only one Hunter I want to kill, and it’s not you.” Dabi whispers, knowing Hawks is too drunk on pheromones to remember it later as he grabs narrow hips and changes their positions so Dabi is looming over the half-harpy to fuck into him better and watch how his talons shred the cheap hotel sheets as his prostate is abused. “That better?”

Hawks lets out a chirping moan as he tries to meet Dabi’s thrusts, but the birdie asked to be used so with hybrid speed and strength now added to the mix? Hawks is left drooling and twitching in minutes as he’s used as nothing more than a fleshlight for Dabi to get off with. 

Dabi had planned to spoil the bird for not getting mad at him for going feral for a minute, but, well, he did ask to be used so used he was. 

Between the rough fucking and the bites being littered across his body before being immediately healed, it’s not long before Dabi has to throw a pillow between them so Hawks can’t bite him like this and he feels talons catch on staple and scar tissue a like as Hawks cums hard across his stomach.

Thank gods for a full stomach and vampire healing or Dabi would probably have new scars lining his back as he hisses at the feeling.

Those scars he would at least wear with pride even if the League would give him so much shit for it.

“DABIIII~!” Hawks sobs as Dabi continues fucking him, chasing his own orgasm now. “Hurry~ please~! Want your cum! Please!” He begs, definitely cock dumb at this point as he chirps when a piercing catches his rim a certain way.

“Fuck.” Dabi hisses, speeding up his thrusts and admiring how red Hawks’ cheeks get as their hips meet. Was it possible to bruise your partner’s ass from fucking them too hard? 

Guess they were about to find out. 

Dabi gives one final growl as his fangs bury in Hawks’ shoulder one last time while he cums hard inside the smaller man, drinking in the way he chirps and moans as he’s filled until Dabi finally slows down and pulls out. 

He laps at the bite carefully so it can heal, before looking Hawks over and finding him barely conscious. He panics a bit, but, after holding his hand to his heart, sighs in relief when he realizes the Hunter is just exhausted. 

It’s not surprising, given the whole ordeal he just went through, so Dabi uses some of his speed to make sure the motel’s bathroom isn’t disgusting before using his strength to carry him to a warm bath and watch him coo happily as the water envelopes his undoubtedly sore muscles.

“Thanks, birdie,” Dabi mumbles when gold eyes finally open again to meet his once again turquoise eyes. “Didn’t really want to go hunting for some drunk so thanks for the meal.”

Hawks just smiles, reaching a tired arm over to pull him into a kiss and nip at his scarred lower lip. “Any time, Hot Stuff. Though maybe warn me next time.” He chuckles, yawning. “Think you can raid the vending machine for snacks and juice?”

Dabi winces but ultimately snorts at the bird’s request. “I would, but you shredded our pants. If you let me use that fancy Hunter’s credit card though, I can get us room service. And an offering so maybe Kurogiri will actually pick us up.”

Hawks flushes but nods shyly. “Left inside pocket of the coat.”

“Don’t drown,” Dabi warns as he goes to retrieve them food, the wolf in him happy to be able to feed his mate even if it wasn’t by his own means.

“Yeah, yeah!” Hawks laughs as he sinks into the hot water.

Dabi gets through ordering on the crackly motel phone and is heading back to the half-harpy before he freezes as an earlier thought catches up with him.

Wait.

"Shit! Wait, Dabi, wai- Fuck!" Hawks throws his head back on a moan as a cold, misty mouth slides down the length of his cock, enveloping it in a weird feeling that Hawks couldn't exactly say that he hated. It was definitely weird watching your boyfriend who usually used his shadows to keep his head on his neck just pop it off to deep-throat you.

Turquoise eyes look up at Hawks in amusement as the Dullahan tongues at the fairy's slit while his hands mess with the lube.

You good? Dabi signs with lubed fingers since his mouth is currently engaged elsewhere.

"Ye-AH! Fuck, yeah I'm good just a lo-Dabi~!"

Dabi's head chuckles around the cock in his mouth, making the fairy keen from the vibrations.

Gonna start opening you up then . He signs again before a long finger makes its way down to the fairy's hole to slip inside.

Hawks makes some noise that almost sounds like bells in a windstorm that makes Dabi freeze before it fades into a whine that urges Dabi to continue.

You fairies and your weird noises. Dabi has to finger-spell some of it since one hand is occupied. 

"Aren't-nnn-aren't you technically fae, too?" Hawks asks, gasping when a second finger is added. 

Depends on the legend you look at. Dabi shrugs.I was for sure at one point.

Hawks tries to fathom what could have happened to turn what must have once been a beautiful fairy into an omen of death. But these thoughts are quickly dismissed by a nudge at his prostate.

Hawks moans, squirming a bit even as he gives Dabi a look for trying to distract him before throwing his head back once more when the head on his dick swallows around him. "Fuck!"

That's the plan. Dabi signs despite Hawks not looking at him but the side eye he gets tells him that Hawks could sense the sass.

"I don't know what you just said, but shut u-UP! Ngnn~" Dabi slips in a third finger and another terrifyingly beautiful sound rips itself from Hawks' throat in lieu of a moan as talons grip the sheets beneath him. "Fuck it, I'll figure out your mysterious bullshit later." Hawks groans, wings fluttering beneath him. "Just fuck me already."

Dabi's head smirks as best he can as his body pulls their fingers out, drawing a moan from the fairy beneath him.Impatient aren't we?

"Shut-fuuuuck~!" Hawks groans as the Dullahan's pierced tip lines up with his hole before pushing inside. "Big." He hisses.

Should add my shadows sometime. A laugh travels down Hawks' dick to make him whine.Really stretch you out .

Hawks nods rapidly, definitely down for that idea, but right now, he's more concerned with the barbells catching on his rim as the Dullahan goes slow enough that he's positive this counts as torture. "Dabi~! Moooove~!"

Dabi pulls his head up enough that Hawks can see the smirk in his eyes before he gives a hard thrust and fills the fairy to the hilt.

Hawks cries out, moaning loudly as he wills his body to adjust faster but there's a piercing pressed against his prostate and mouth and throat working his cock and he's so fucking full just-

"More~ please, Dabi, fuck me~ please just fuck me alreaDY~ Ahhhh~!" 

Dabi pulls almost all the way out before pushing his head back down as he slams back in, keeping the actions in sync with each other and watching how Hawks' eyes roll back in his head with a scream. His wings are fluttering like crazy and they will definitely need new sheets again after this thanks to the fairy's talons carving into possibly even the mattress this time. His moans have started bleeding into more of those inhuman horror noises that would've made Dabi take pause given how long it's been since he's heard them, but with Hawks' ankles wrapped around his waist to hold him close, he's pretty sure they're still good. Hawks would say otherwise. 

"Fuckfuckfuckfuckfu-Ahhh~! Dabiii~ Close! So close!" Hawks eventually whines in a language almost forgotten by the Dullahan, but he can get the gist. 

Come on, baby. Dabi finger spells with mischief in his turquoise eyes as shadows fill his mouth to help him suck and stroke the fairy's cock.Cum for me.  

Too much! It was all too much. He could last a while of Dabi's head moving up and down on his dick, throat swallowing around him as his tongue worked the shaft and tongued the slit. He could usually even handle the addition of the shadows creating a sort of cool suction around him though usually, he came even faster with those. Dabi, of course, also knew what he was doing with his dick by now, making Hawks moan and whine as the barbells carved their way to mark Hawks' ass as Dabi's.

Now add them all together, and the low growl Dabi sends down the length of his cock?

Yeah, Hawks didn't stand a chance.

Almost as soon as Dabi gives the go-ahead, it only takes a few more thrusts before Hawks is cumming down Dabi's throat and into whatever void is connected to it. He moans and chitters as Dabi swallows around him, not letting a single drop escape. His whole body shakes with it and his toes curl, but it soon becomes too much.

"Dabiiii~ Too much, hurry." He whimpers in sensitivity, whining when Dabi pulls his head off his cock with a pop.

"Almost, baby," Dabi smirks, holding his head over his neck once more until his shadows reconnect into their usual staples pattern. "Fuck, you're so tight." He groans.

Now that he doesn't have to hold his head, Dabi grips Hawks' hips, speeding up his thrust now and cursing when the fairy tightens around him. "Fuck, yeah, close, shit, baby good. So good-" 

Dabi lets out one final groan as he cums hard inside Hawks, grip tightening around the fairy's hips and shadows shooting out everywhere before condensing back around Dabi as he catches his breath. 

"Fuck, Hawks." Dabi pants, pulling out slowly before collapsing next to him, careful of the delicate wings fluttering behind the other. 

"Yeah…" Hawks sighs before whacking the Dullahan with his wing. "And warn a guy before you just go popping your head off next time, will ya? That was freaky as hell." 

Dabi just snorts, pulling the grumpy fairy to him, and snickers when he complains about the cum starting to leak out of his ass. "Come on, baby. How many guys can fuck you and blow you at the same time? You gotta admit it was hot." 

Hawks flushes, pouting at him for teasing him. "Still freaked me out." He huffs.

"Sorry, baby," Dabi smirks, kissing him. "Want me to make it up to you?" 

Hawks flushes darker, but his wings flutter all the same. "What do you have in mind?" He hums before whining when a shadow wraps around his cock. 

“I'm getting hickeys from my bed bugs ,” Hawks hums along to a song he had put on his phone to get ready and annoy the hell out of his accidental roommate for putting hickeys on his neck that he now has to cover with makeup. “I'm getting busy with a bad perfume~ ”

“Hawks.” A distant voice warns in annoyance.

“I'm sticking kisses to a pen drug. ” He has to snicker at that one given the smell of drugs that would follow the villain in life when the pain from his scars got too bad. Gold meets glaring turquoise in the mirror as the other fights to materialize and he smirks. “I'm making friction with a sad vacuum~ ”

“Oh, fuck you!” The eyes roll, going invisible again for a moment before refocusing. “You didn’t seem to have any complaints the other night.”

“No notes here.” Hawks agrees with a laugh, eyes focusing back on his neck in the mirror to once again wonder how the hell someone without a physical form manages to leave such dark marks. 

“The only time I ever see him, ” Hawks lifts his eyes to look at the see-through form of one of Japan’s former most wanted. “Is when he's behind me in the mirror~”

“Even from a distance, I can hear him. ” Dabi joins in with a sigh that he can no longer provide air for before smirking a little. “Try to listen, but his whispers make my ears hurt. ” 

“Hey!” Hawks laughs, batting at him and pouting when his hand just passes through the snickering ghost. “Don’t join in just to insult me!”

“Fine.” Dabi rolls his eyes. “I’ll pull the trigger with my eyes closed. Hoping to hit you somewhere vital. ”

“And when I miss, you come and kiss me with a smile. ” Hawks grins, accepting the brush of cold air against his lips. 

"Not like you can see it, though." The ghost sighs in defeat, floating back so Hawks can continue getting ready.

"I can feel it." Hawks tries, hoping it's reassuring enough as he continues trying to color match enough for the costume's collar to cover it. "Seriously, how do you even do this?"

A snicker floats through the air and Hawks sighs as he loses another lightbulb before there's a bite to the back of his neck that makes him whine.

"Dabi! You're lucky my collar is high!" Hawks squawks, trying to shoo him away. "Are you why my phone is always dead?"

"I keep telling you to buy power packs." Dabi materializes enough for Hawks to see his shrug before he becomes floating eyes once more.

"Just gonna buy your ass a whole generator." The hero grumbles, spraying the setting spray before picking up the ear cuff that had managed to survive incineration. "Wanna come with today?" He had gotten the shell of his ear pierced as soon as he realized Dabi was attached to it so he wouldn't have to be stuck in the house.

Something shines in those floating eyes and Hawks suddenly feels like he's in danger. "Any other heroes overlap your route today?"

"Uh, I think Rock Lock briefly before lunch, but otherwise I'm on my own." The hero answers as he gets the earring in, cursing when he accidentally stabs next to the hole before getting it in place. "Why?"

"Hmm, then yeah, bring me along. I wanna try something if you're up for it?" Dabi shrugs, eyes vanishing before Hawks' ear feels cold.

"That is gonna suck in the winter." Hawks winces but looks at the earring curiously. "What are you planning?"

"Remember when you first picked up my earring and I freaked out and accidentally possessed you?" Dabi hums, nothing more than a whisper in Hawks' ear.

"And you disappeared for a week and knocked me out for three days because of the energy it and your rage and fear sapped from both of us? How could I forget? Thinking of an excuse had been hell." Hawks snorts, throwing his coat on as he opens his balcony.

"I want to try on purpose this time, but sexy," Dabi whispers from where he's condensed himself into the ear cuff.

"Won't that exhaust you?" Hawks asks in worry as he flies to his agency.

"Was thinking the top of your agency or somewhere else with a generator so I can sap the energy."

"That's why you wanted to make sure my route was clear." Hawks realizes.

"Didn't want any of the heroes to see what your pretty face looks like falling apart by your own hand." Dabi chuckles lowly, the sound still able to make Hawks shiver despite sounding so far away.

"Not to mention how I'd be labeled a pervert since I can't exactly tell them I let a dead villain possess my body for kinky rooftop sex." Hawks mutters, diving under a telephone wire to show off for some camera phones.

"I think you'd still be considered a pervert if you did tell them." Dabi snickers, smirk obvious in his voice.

"Oh shush or I'll leave you on a roof to get yourself off." Hawks snips, glaring ahead of him since he can't glare at the earring.

"Can you at least drop me by the League? I want my shit back." Dabi chuckles, unphased by his threats.

"Just admit you want to see the others." Hawks snorts with a roll of his eyes.

"I'd rather die again, thanks." Comes the dry reply.

"I can take you, you know?" Hawks offers. "They miss you."

"Sure they do." 

"Twice feels horrible." 

There's silence after that and Hawks hopes that if he struck a nerve, it will at least be in the direction of seeing his family of misfits again. 

~~~

"Will you chill?" Hawks hisses as he lands on a roof, panting heavily as he steadies himself against the stairway. 

For the past several hours, any time he was near a powerline or a phone or anything that Dabi could use for energy, some invisible force that probably came with devilish turquoise eyes, would phase its hand through his pants to get him riled up and needy but unable to show it without a public scandal. He's already been edged three times and was pretty sure he was going to lose it if the villain did it again. He thinks he even felt a finger at his entrance at some point but had been too busy trying to keep a straight face as he talked to cameras.

He must be close enough to the generator because suddenly a force pushes him back against the stairwell wall before there's cold pressure on his mouth, swallowing his shocked moan somehow.

"Dabs…" Hawks gasps, head thumping back against the wall when a ghostly hand moves between his legs for him to grind against.

"I've been watching the surrounding area in my range," Dabi growls, face finally on display. "You should be free long enough for me to play with you a bit otherwise it looks like the tree guy is near enough to handle it without interrupting us."

"And trying to drive me nuts?" Hawks laughs, groaning when he sees an arch of electricity run through Dabi's see-through form before he feels something slick and slimy in his pants, being spread over and pushed into his hole. "Fuck~ What is that?"

"Gotta keep you on your toes, pretty bird." Dabi chuckles, pushing more of the weird goo into the hero's ass until he's sure there's enough to act as lube so he can open the bird up. "And that is ectoplasm. Been learning from some local haunts while you sleep."

"There are more ghosts by my house?" Hawks questions, whining when an invisible force starts thrusting in and out of him before another is quickly added.

Dabi snorts as he hooks his fingers to make Hawks chirp. "Of course, that's what you focus on. Not the fact you are being fucked through your clothes by ghost goo."

Somehow the fact that Dabi hadn't removed his pants before finger fucking him had completely escaped him and he flushes down beneath the collar of his shirt. "I hadn't even noticed. Fuck, that's hot." He gasps, whining when the fingers phase back out for a second before reforming all at once before the third finds its way inside, making some of the goo slide down his ass. "Da-Dabi~"

Dabi chuckles, tilting his head in amusement when the hero whimpers. "New plan, I'm going to fuck you through your stupid hero pants, and you're not allowed to cum until I possess you and make you. How does that sound, pretty bird?"

Hawks pupils turn to pinpricks. "Yes, fuck that sounds hot. Fuck yes." He chirps, nodding rapidly as he grinds back on the phantom stretch.

Dabi pulls back enough to guide him across the roof to the generator to make sure he has enough power to leech. "Take that stupid coat off and lay it over the platform so the concrete doesn't shred you." He orders as he tries to figure out willing his pants down since they were just kind of there now.

Eventually, he figured out how to make them phase out of existence and turned back to find his birdie waiting patiently bent over the concrete platform the generator rested on, waiting to take Dabi's cock.

"There's my baby bird." Dabi practically growls, willing his cock hard before phasing through the pants and making more ectoplasm ooze from the tip to smear more into the hero as he pushes inside. "Fuck, still so tight even if I can't feel it the same." 

He works himself in slowly, leaking ectoplasm as he goes and watching how Hawks' wings flutter and spasm anytime he hits a new spot. 

It's a shame the piercings are basically useless now.

Hawks’ moans are music to his ears as he splits the hero open on the ghostly remains of his cock and there's something equal parts terrifying and hot about being able to see through his cock and watch how he makes the hero gape around him.

"Fuck, Hawks." Dabi groans as he watches how the bird spasms around him. "I can see my cock stretching you out. We gotta do this in front of a mirror sometime, this is stupidly hot."

Hawks nods enthusiastically, moaning at how weird it feels to be split open on something he can barely feel but is still somehow stimulating where it needs to. "Yes, yeah, I'll get the power packs. I can only imagine how this looks."

Dabi gives a few shallow thrusts, wondering if he even can hurt the bird like this before shrugging and holding at the base of Hawks' wings and going fast and hard, groaning at a combination of the feeling and annoyance at how hard he has to concentrate to do this.

Luckily though, pleasant sensations seem to still come through fine, but it can also make them overwhelming when that's the only thing you can feel.

This unfortunately means it doesn't take all that long for Dabi to cum, but this time it at least isn't dry as he cums more ectoplasm into Hawks' ass.

He doesn't even feel tired yet since he's not alive and right next to the generator so it should be a little embarrassing that he gets overwhelmed this quickly now, but he's not really focusing on himself right now. Right now, all he wants to do is get inside the hero and see what he can do to him with his own body.

Hawks whines when he's suddenly empty before he’s gasping when Dabi starts taking control. All at once, it feels like he's been disconnected from his nervous system, but is still able to feel everything without anything listening to him. Like he's having an out-of-body experience, but still has the front-row view from his own eyes. 

Panic grips him like last time and Dabi has to give him back enough control to take multiple deep breaths to calm down again. 

He agreed to this. 

He wanted to do this.

He wants to do this.

The feeling of feeling like you should have control, but nothing listening to what you're saying or doing things you never told it to is really unnerving though so he needs a moment.

While Dabi waits for the hero’s heart to stop racing in a bad way as his panic accidentally edges him a fourth time, Dabi fishes the hero’s phone out of his coat, curious of if anything changes. Sure enough, when he swipes the front-facing camera, Hawks’ eyes are still pin-pricked and dilating rapidly from his almost panic attack, but now they’re Dabi’s own brilliant turquoise. He wonders if he can fix that in case he needed to body snatch someone if something happened to his object and pictures Hawks normal gold, blinking in surprise when that actually works.

“My eye color does not suit you, birdie.” Dabi snorts, scrunching Hawks’ face when the hero’s voice comes out instead. “Yeah, that’s weird.” He looks back at the camera. “You back yet, birdie?”

Hawks tries to speak but doesn’t have control of the mouth so his heart rate increases again in panic.

“Oh yeah, guess you need that.” Dabi snorts, disconnecting from the mouth. 

“You back? ” He asks in the hero’s head instead. 

Hawks wants to shudder, but can’t. “Yeah.” He answers shakily. “And that was still horrible.”

“Yeah, sorry about that. ” Dabi hums, shrugging the shoulders. “There’s probably a better way, but I don’t know it yet. ”

“It’s fine.” Hawks sighs, catching a glimpse of something in the phone camera and flushing pink. “Can I have the eyes for a second?” 

“If you’re planning to check, yes you got harder from being terrified, but it started going down again when you were calming down so congrats, baby bird. ” Dabi snickers. “You edged yourself. ”

Hawks groans, feeling the ache in his balls now that he’s actually paying attention. “Dabi…”

“Want me to take care of it, pretty bird? ” Dabi hums, making Hawks’ face smirk, and okay feral looks good on the hero.

“Please?” Hawks whines.

“Just sit back and relax, baby bird, ” Dabi smirks, moving the coat so it’s now on the ground and wall, and laying back on it once he gets the stupid cargo pants off. “Kind of wish I had my quirk still so I could do you a favor and burn these ugly ass things. ”

“Oh, shut up edge lord.” Hawks scoffs before gasping when cool air finally hits his dick. “Shit.”

“Okay, now that’shot. ” Dabi hums, looking between Hawks’ legs where he’s absolutely oozing faintly glowing goo the same color Dabi’s flames used to be. “Look at you, all used and sloppy from a ghost. Even dead, I can make a mess of you. ” He chuckles in a voice that might as well be a purr.

Hawks feels his face at least heat as he’s forced to look at how he drips while Dabi takes a glove off to scoop some up with a taloned hand.

“Gonna give you back everything from the neck up. ” Dabi decides as he smears the goo on Hawks’ dick and groans. “Fuck~ Guess I got used to everything feeling distant. ”

Hawks tilts his head in confusion once he can before throwing his head back on a moan when his cock is enveloped in a kind of heat he didn’t think he’d feel again.”Da-Dabi~ Hand! Feels hot like yours.” He gasps, wanting to roll his hips, but unable to, completely at the mercy of whatever Dabi is willing to give him.

Dabi startles inside Hawks’ body, taking control of the head long enough to bite the other glove off. “Please work, please work, please work. ” 

Dabi tries to use his quirk like he would before and is delighted to see Hawks’ hand at least glow brain before they’re both screaming when the pain registers.

“Dabi! Make it stop!” Hawks cries out, unable to do anything about it himself.

“Sorry! ” Dabi hisses, turning it off quickly and wincing at how Hawks’ hand is blistered. “Dammit! ”

“That hurt you in life, idiot! Why would it work any better in a body it didn’t belong to?!” Hawks snaps in pain.

“I don’t know! I just spent so much time working on it that I was a little crushed to lose it, okay?! ” Dabi growls defensively.

Hawks would wince if he could. “Dabi, it killed you…”

There’s a self-deprecating laugh.  “Yeah, proving my old man right, even in death. ” He sighs. “Let’s just get back to the only thing I’ve ever been good for.”

Hawks wants to argue, but his ability to talk is suddenly revoked and he hopes Dabi can feel his glare as his body is once again made to continue jerking him off. 

‘I’m letting Endeavor get hit next fight.’ He thinks literally instead as his voice is returned just so Dabi can hear his moans. 

“Dabiii~” Hawks relents. “Fuck, I just edged myself again, didn’t I?”

“No that was me this time .” Dabi hums in disinterest, having already shut down.  “Your weird ass body tried to cum when your hand was burning. ” 

“Hey! Don’t kink shame me in my own body.” Hawks squawks before keening when Dabi makes his thumb swipe over the head of his cock. 

“Just disappointed you didn’t bring it up while I still could. ” Comes the bitter reply.

Hawks can practically feel the emotional walls going up and internally curses the amount of time it’s going to take to break those.

When Dabi speaks next, he’s apparently decided to fall back into his villain persona to change the subject.

“Anyway, pretty bird. ” Dabi practically purrs in the hero’s head and Hawks hates how much of an effect it still has. “Let’s get back to business. ”

Hawks doesn’t get much of a chance to respond as Dabi lets the hero’s hand heat up just enough that with the grip and the ghost goo, it feels like Hawks is fucking someone and his eyes roll back just a bit.

“Fuck, Dabi~” He moans, wanting so badly to thrust up into the tight, warm heat, but being unable to and whining at the fact. “Fuck, please~ Let me move. Please, let me move~”

“Nope. ” Dabi chuckles darkly, twisting Hawks’ wrist and thumbing the slit so the hero cries out. “You take what I give you. ” 

“But, Dabi!” Hawks whines, biting his lip in frustration as his other hand is moved to play with his balls and oh the goo feels nice on his burns, but also gods dammit. “Please~ Dabi, please. Feels good. Feels so good, let me just-Fuck~!” 

Dabi smirks, speeding up his strokes a bit as Hawks’ sweet moans and cries filled the air. “Careful, birdie. What if a civilian hears you? ”

“They can take a picture for all I care just let me cum, dammit!” Hawks snarls, pupils basically non-existent with how turned on he is, and, after being edged five times already today, he was so fucking close but it was like something had a hold on his ability to do so and he swears he might actually lose it. 

Dabi’s low laugh echoes through the hero’s head before the block is removed. “Go ahead, pretty bird. Paint this awful uniform white. I’m sure it will look much better with a reminder of how I can ruin you even in death. ”

“DabiIII~!” Hawks cries out as Dabi does something with his taloned hand that makes him see stars and cum hard across his shirt and jacket.

It might be Dabi leaving his body at the last second to watch him fall apart, might have been the possession itself, or maybe it was even the orgasm, but Hawks passes out for several minutes. When he finally regains consciousness, he groans, completely exhausted and his body aching, but also stupidly relaxed from the force of his orgasm and now he just wants to nap. If the remaining fuzz is anything to go by, Hawks probably won’t have a choice, but he has a patrol to finish.

“Bunny girl is covering the rest of your patrol, and bringing you clothes,” Dabi speaks up next to him, still using the generator’s energy to hold up Hawks’ phone that he swiped. “Gonna spray you with more ectoplasm so you can say it was a villain or something, but you should probably get your pants on.”

Hawks blinks at him for a moment before nodding sleepily. He hadn’t completely processed Dabi’s words, but he could at least follow the order of getting his clothes on before making a face when more radioactive-looking goo covers him. 

“In my hair? Really?” Hawks gripes, pulling his gloves back on to try to wipe it off.

“Would look suspicious otherwise,” Dabi smirks. He definitely did it just to annoy Hawks, but he wasn’t wrong.

“Yeah, sure.” Hawks huffs, smearing it around until it covers the lines of cum, and apparently just in time too because his head swivels at the sound of smacking footfalls running across the roofs. “She must have been near bye. Hide.”

Dabi fades out of existence to return to his earring just as Rumi lands on the roof with a look that spells death for whoever attacked her friend. It would be intimidating if the culprit wasn’t already dead.

It takes a little bit for Hawks to reassure Rumi that he’s fine before he’s allowed to fly home with strict best friend orders to rest. He barely makes it through the balcony door before his body tries to do just that. 

“Why is that so exhausting?” Hawks groans as he drags himself to the bathroom to sink the bath that Dabi had floated ahead to start.

“Your body is actively trying to eject me the whole time so I imagine that takes a toll.” Dabi shrugs as he floats above the tub.

“Cumming my brains out probably didn’t help.” He sighs, sinking into the water after just shredding his clothes with his feathers.

Dabi snorts above him as he pours shampoo on Hawks’ head. “Probably not.”

Hawks hums happily as Dabi does his best to help with aftercare stuff, and it ends with Hawks’ phone and several more lightbulbs dead, but eventually, the hero manages to stumble into bed. 

“Good thing Rumi owes me a few days.” Hawks slurs, eyelids already closed. “Cause I don’t think I’m moving for a bit again.”

“You were off the next two days anyway.” Dabi shrugs from above Hawks.

Hawks forces an eye open just to glare at the ghost. “You planned this well, huh?”

“Yup,” Dabi smirks, starting to fade a bit as he prepares to go back into his item for his own form of rest.

“Menace, even in death.” Hawks mumbles as he finally lets sleep start claiming him.