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"Kei, what the fuck ?"
"What?" Keigo asks, a little groggy from sleep. His eyes are only just starting to open and there's sleep clumping his lashes together. He briefly registers that Dabi is sitting next to him with wide eyes.
"You have tits,"
"What?"
" Tits , Keigo. You have breasts,"
Keigo furrows his brows and rubs his eyes. "Dabi, what the fuck are you talking about?"
Dabi doesn't respond, he's just staring wide-eyed down at Keigo's chest. It makes him feel a little uncomfortable as he turns away with narrowed eyes. Curiously, he looks down and somehow, he's right. Keigo has breasts .
He screams so hard he falls off of the bed and onto the floor. Rounded breasts bounce with the movement, forcing him to see his own predicament all over again. As he stands, Dabi's eyes follow.
"WHAT THE FUCK?!"
"Oh, shit--" Dabi mutters. "The quirk,"
"The quirk?! What fucking quirk?"
"Remember the whole thing with my dick growing like ten sizes?" Dabi reminds him with a look of urgency.
Dabi had gotten into a fight with someone who has a sizing quirk a few days ago and the same man had attacked Keigo when he was on patrol. At first, Keigo didn't know him and had no idea of his quirk, so when he was hit with a blast of what felt like electricity at first, he thought that was it. But with nothing else happening to him, he hadn't even thought about it.
"But- yours grew so quick! I didn't even have breasts, to begin with!" Keigo argues with his hands wildly waving about in the air.
"I guess it works differently on other people," Dabi says slowly. His eyes have barely left Keigo's chest and they only just manage to look at Keigo properly now. "You'll have those for a few hours at least,"
"Dabi, I have tits and you don't seem just the slightest bit concerned,"
"W- I--" Dabi cuts himself off as he rubs the back of his neck. "I don't see the issue,"
"You- you don't see the issue ?!"
"Not really. You look hot,"
Keigo suddenly falls silent as he stands up a little straighter. His eyes are wide as they stare at Dabi. He's completely unsure of what to do with himself now.
Dabi's eyes watch him curiously as he edges across the bed to where Keigo is sitting. With one hand, he pulls Keigo up to stand and uses the other to lay it across Keigo's back, bringing him closer. Dabi is cautious with every move he makes, looking for any moment where Keigo would feel uncomfortable. But he's more nervous than anything else. He was confident in his body before this. But now he has a much larger chest and Dabi can't keep his eyes off of it.
Dabi's fingers just barely brush against the edge of Keigo's now much tighter tank top. It's obvious what he wants to do, so Keigo nods, allowing Dabi to send the material up in flames. The heat hardly curls around his skin before it's gone, allowing Keigo's breasts to relax without the material to contain them.
Slowly, Dabi trails his fingers across the smooth skin before they cup under the bottom of his left breast. As he pushes it up and releases it, it just barely bounces.
"Fuck," Dabi breathes.
Keigo's breathing begins to get heavier as Dabi gets closer. His knees fall weak and a gasp slips from his parted lips as Dabi sucks his nipple into his mouth. Cool staples press against his skin as Dabi's face gets closer until he pulls away with a pop. He waits for a moment before trying it again, this time sucking for a little longer. Keigo feels a sudden feeling of fullness begin to pool within his breast and the more Dabi sucks, the more it's released. He hears a soft hum of surprise from the man attached to him before Dabi pulls away with a gasp.
Whiteness seeps into the crevices of his lips and gathers at the edges of his mouth. Milk leaks from Keigo's swollen nipple as the other begins to dribble. Dabi's wide eyes look up at Keigo in shock before he swallows it.
The longer Dabi waits, the more sore Keigo becomes. He's breathless as he gently knots his fingers into the back of Dabi's hair, slowly pushing him to take more. Dabi parts his lips and takes in Keigo's nipple again, sucking so softly that it causes Keigo's knees to buckle. Dabi's hands catch him before he falls and lead him onto his knees so that Dabi is laying sideways across the bed with Keigo's legs straddling either side of his waist and his breasts hanging.
Dabi catches Keigo's other nipple in his mouth and sucks, filling his mouth with sweet, white milk. His hands clutch Keigo's waist, slowly heating up until there will surely be burns in the shape of Dabi's hands across soft, tanned skin.
Keigo breathlessly pants as he fumbles to pull Dabi's semi-hard cock out of his sweatpants. Dabi gasps against Keigo's nipple as soft hands run up and down the length of it. He sucks harder, urging every last drop out of Keigo's breasts.
"Fuck," Dabi groans as milk drips down his chin. "There's so much,"
Keigo continues to pump Dabi's cock, his hand running down the entire length before it comes back up to run over his leaking slit. Dabi's groans vibrate against his hardening nipple as his hands grip tighter to his waist.
"Wait," Keigo gasps as he pulls his chest away. "I have an idea,"
Dabi, who was previously mid-suck, tries to argue with a mouthful of milk. White fluid runs over the sides of his mouth and soaks the bedsheets as Keigo edges himself down. He places a hand on either side of his breast and allows warm milk to squirt out onto Dabi's cock. It runs over his slit and down his length to curl under his balls.
"Kei, I swear if you do what I think you're going to do, I will literally come right now,"
But Keigo doesn't stop. He squirts more milk until the feeling of fullness runs dry before he laps his tongue over Dabi's slit, tasting the mixture of sweet milk and salty pre-come. Dabi's moans only urge him further as Keigo begins to take his length, allowing his milk to run over his tongue and down his throat.
"Oh my god," Dabi groans as his hips buck up, forcing his cock to hit the back of Keigo's throat. But he takes it in stride and relaxes his throat to allow the full width of Dabi's length to slide down with ease. Dabi's thighs tremble as they just slightly tighten around Keigo's head. As he comes closer to his climax, he shakily grips Keigo to bring him back up. "No," he whines. "I wanna come in you. I need to come inside you,"
Keigo lifts his head with a lewd pop as he immediately comes back up to connect his lips with Dabi's, allowing the man to taste his own come and the sweet aftertaste of Keigo's milk. Dabi's moans are so pitiful as he desperately pulls Keigo's hips to grind against his.
"Let me come inside you," Dabi moans against Keigo's lips. " Please , pretty bird,"
"Need lube," Keigo barely whispers before he kisses him again. Their lips barely disconnect as Dabi leans his arm up to loosely grab the air until his hand finds the bottle. He breaks the kiss for just a moment to breathe before he's pushing his head up to reconnect with Keigo's mouth, all whilst blindly squirting lube into his hand to run over his cock. The coolness of it makes him gasp.
Keigo pushes his sweatpants down to eagerly line himself up to Dabi's cock as the man below him sits up to wrap his arms around Keigo's waist with his mouth desperately searching for Keigo's swollen nipple.
The moment he catches it, he doesn't let go. He sucks mouthful after mouthful of sweet milk before he swallows it down, occasionally letting out the softest groans as Keigo takes every inch of his cock. The moment he hits the base, Dabi just barely burns his skin with a growl. Keigo gasps, having to sit there for a moment just to get used to the sudden feeling of fullness. But desperation takes over as he begins to rock himself back and forth, cupping Dabi's head close to his breast.
Keigo grinds his hips down, forcing the head of Dabi's cock to grind against his prostate every time he slams himself down and the sound of Dabi's mouth filling and emptying his milk has him desperately whining.
Dabi pulls off of Keigo's nipple with a gasp as milk runs down his chin and neck, but he barely gives himself a moment to breathe before he's taking the other in his mouth. He sucks for a moment before pulling off and bringing Keigo's mouth to his. Willingly and needily, Keigo opens his mouth and allows Dabi to spit his own milk inside. Keigo's tongue rolls through the pool of milk before he leans his head back and swallows.
"I need more," Dabi orders as he reattaches his mouth to Keigo's hard and swollen nipple to suck more milk out. It's like a neverending supply and the pressure only worsens on his neglected side until Dabi switches. He moves back and forth every so often, squirting milk into his mouth from each breast.
"Dabi, I'm close," Keigo pants. He's practically grinding against Dabi's cock and with every thrust, it sends him further and further over the edge. "Ohmygod, ohmygod, ohmy god ,"
"You gonna come for me, pretty bird?"
"Uh-huh,"
Dabi grins against Keigo's breasts before he begins to press soft, loving kisses to the plump, tanned skin. His teeth just barely nip at it, forcing purple lovebites to bloom like passionate flowers.
"Dabi--" Keigo warns.
Without saying anything, Dabi continues to kiss and suckle on Keigo's breasts as he wraps a hand around his neglected cock, running it up and down with every thrust. Keigo's movements quickly become sloppy and needy, his hands grip the back of Dabi's neck, forcing his mouth to stay on his nipple as he comes, his hips stalling as he screams.
Dabi lays back, bringing Keigo with him without ever disconnecting himself from his nipple as he slams his hips up into him.
"N-no, Dabi, please--"
His lips lock around Keigo's nipple when he tries to pull away from the overstimulation, but the sweet feeling of milk flowing out and the constant thrusts of Dabi's cock are bringing him closer to a second orgasm.
"Oh, fuck ," Dabi groans as his hips stall.
"No, no, don't stop, I'm gonna come again," Keigo pleads with him, desperately trying to relatch the man onto him.
Dabi eagerly takes Keigo's nipple back between his teeth and gently sucks as he pushes himself into overstimulation, his hand running up and down Keigo's cock as the bird shudders and cries.
Dabi pulls off with a loud pop and grins as milk drips down his neck. "You gonna come again, pretty bird? Such a slut when you're being sucked, huh?"
Keigo just desperately nods and grinds his hips down. His second orgasm feels so much more intense than the first, to the point that he doesn't even know where the edge is. He's just suddenly thrown into pleasure as come shoots onto Dabi's chest as his nipple is released. Milk just barely leaks from his breasts, running down the underside before it drips down. His breathing is laboured and he can't see straight, but he can feel the way Dabi's hands comfortingly run up and down his back, slowly bringing him down from his high.
"You should get hit with that guy's quirk more often," Dabi grins.