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Everything was a blur. A searing, blue, disorientating blur.
The last thing Hawks could clearly remember was the feel of his wing slicing into Bubaigawara's back, desperately trying to keep him from the battlefield below.
He had succeeded, but then the world whited out around him and he came to on his front, gasping around dry lungs, seeking air the flames around him hadn't already used up.
He could tell his back was hurt the worst, even if his adrenaline wouldn't allow him to feel the full brunt of the pain. But the sheer lack of extra weight protruding from his shoulder blades made his stomach turn. But he needed to address that later.
Hawks turned his head at the sound of footsteps approaching. Dabi was still here. Dabi was still intent on hurting him. He needed to escape.
The lack of communication between his mind and limbs was frustrating and all he could manage was crawling a few inches forward, not actually sure what he'd do when he reached his closest escape route: a balcony.
"Ah come on, Hawks. Don't be so PATHETIC." A swift kick to his ribs had the blonde reeling in agony, his mouth opening to scream, but no sound escaping his singed throat.
Dabi tilted his head to the side as he watched the bird struggle to breathe on the ground, his eyes halflidded, "You really thought you had us, huh? Thought we were all fooled by your little double crossing act." The dark haired man made a tutting noise with his tongue, "I knew from the start you were a dirty fucking traitor." The words were accompanied by three more harsh kicks before Dabi planted his boot square on the hero's raw back, eliciting a strangled cry of pain.
Planting his face against the floor below, he gathered all his strength to stay on top of this, to stay cool. The task was impossible, even for someone as skilled as he was, but he had a feeling this was it. And he wasn't one to go out begging for his own pitiful life. "So what you are gonna do?" The words barely managed to scrape from his throat, "Kill me?"
The villain threw his head back sharply in a laugh, one deep and loud that shook the walls themselves and rattled Hawks' brain. "Oooohhh, little bird." Dabi's voice was low and gravelly, something Hawks had heard many times before when they were partners, but now it just sent chills up his spine, "I'm gonna do so much worse to you than that."
Wracking his brain for what that could mean didn't take much time when the evidence was staring him in the face. His pin prick eyes settled low on the jut of Dabi's hard cock, tenting the front of his pants.
He felt his heart seize in his chest before restarting so hard and fast it rattled his broken ribcage. He wheezed in discomfort and reached out with a hand, nails biting into the floor as he tried to crawl away. The foot planted on him kept him still and he listened to the sound of pants being unbuttoned and unzipped.
"You seem nervous." Dabi said, all snark and smirk, "I don't get it. We've done this so many times before." The dark haired man lifted his foot from the smaller man's injured back, but before he could make a move, Dabi settled on the floor beside him and gripped hard at the small remains of his wings, the bones jutting from his back, just barely covered with burnt skin.
Hawks howled at the sensation, the touch bringing his full focus to his missing limbs and the pain resonating there. Dabi was using it like a handle to keep him still.
The villain's free hand snuck under the blonde, hitting the release on his belt and yanking his pants and underwear down in one fell swoop, lfting the blonde's legs to yank the garments off him entirely and toss them to the side. Hawks almost didn't even register the hot air of the room against his skin with the searing sensation in his back.
He did feel Dabi move, one hand firmly gripping the bone while he forced Hawks' legs apart and settled on the floor between them, knees jutting into the hero's thighs to force them further out. "Let's take a look at you." Fingers brushed the skin of his inner leg and worked their way up where they found soft lips, held open just a bit by the stretch of his lower limbs.
The first touch caused Hawks to jerk in surprise, but that strained the shoulder Dabi had a firm hold on and he hissed through his teeth and pressed his forehead to the ground, trying to will himself through this.
He was trained for this. He had always known something like this could happen. But mentally preparing and living the experience were two very different things.
Surprisingly gentle at first, Hawks gasped as the fingers on his cunt spread him open a bit more, reaching down to brush at the underside of his clit and make his legs twitch. Maybe he'd get lucky and Dabi would try to make him enjoy, just to lord it over him. Maybe call him a slut. Something to make the inevitable a little more bearable.
Dabi pulled his fingers back and leaned forward over the bird's prone body, reaching his hand around and pressing them to Hawks' lips, "This is all the lube you're getting, so make it count."
He didn't have to be told twice, Hawks lips parted and he sucks the digits in as fast as he could. Conjuring spit in the dried up heat of the burnt room was far more difficult than he had anticipated, not even mentioning his own dried out mouth, so when Dabi pulled the fingers back out with a loud pop, Hawks gasped a little and braced himself for the worst.
The first fingers was excruciating. Digging deep inside him, skin catching on his insides. Hawks squeezed his eyes shut and willed himself to feel some kind of enjoyment from this, anything to ease the pain. Though he was thankful, the new sensation was beginning to distract from the burn wounds that were slowly becoming more of a problem.
Dabi breathed loudly through his own parted lips, watching his finger disappear inside Hawks' pussy and dragging his walls back out with it just the slightest bit, "I'm gonna enjoy every second of this, Hawks. And I hope, from now on, every time you close your eyes, you see me. I'm gonna fucking haunt you." The villain sped up his hand, working the finger in and out at a faster pace before adding a second, relishing in the high pitched shriek wrenched from his victim's mouth, "Oh fuck yea, hurts, doesn't it? Let me hear you." Dabi stretched him as wide as he could, tipping himself back to take a look at his handiwork with a smirk, "Looks like you're as ready as I want you to be. Try your best to stay awake, little bird. I want you to remember this."
Hawks' body tensed when he felt the head of Dabi's cock press against his obscenely under-prepped hole and he quickly told himself that would make things worse and tried to relax. Each inch was agonizing, tugging at his insides in a way that made him twitch and yelp. By the time Dabi was fully seated in him, Hawks could feel his eyes burning. If he was still able to, he probably would have been crying. The lack of tears did make him feel a little more powerful, though. Even with everything Dabi had done, Hawks could still make himself look less weak.
The blonde grunted as he twisted a little to look back at Dabi, who was admiring the way his body had swallowed up the villain's cock. It took a couple tries, but he caught Dabi's attention with a clear of his throat and fixed him with a glare.
"Is that really the best you've got?"
His voice was scratchy and barely worked, but the taunt did its job. Fury burned in blue eyes, turning them an entirely new shade of rage as Dabi released Hawks' wing at last and planted his hands on the hero's hips, "You just don't know when to quit, do you, you stupid bitch?"
Hawks opened his mouth, but the only thing to leave it was a strangled scream as Dabi yanked his cock all the way before slamming back inside. The blonde grit his teeth so hard he thought they might break, doing anything to power through the intense agony of Dabi's dick dragging in and out of his pussy.
The villain was a monster, hips jerking in uneven thrusts, sporadically going fast and hard with no apparent rhythm, nothing Hawks could pin point to try and predict his movements.
He could feel Dabi laughing before he heard it, the way his hands shook and his body trembled against Hawks' ruined back. A loud, insane sound. One that made his blood run cold, even as the room continued to burn around them. "You really thought you did something good, didn't you, hero?" The word was spat out against his back, "Killing a Good Man for the sake of some greater good? You're no savior." Each roll of his hips worked his walls a little harder and to Hawks' relief and dismay, he could feel the friction diminishing. He was getting wet, the implications of which, he would unpack later, if he lived through this.
Dabi's breath was becoming more labored by the second and Hawks could see black beginning to creep into the edges of his vision. He wasn't sure which would come first, Dabi or his own unconsciousness. A breathy moan passed his lips at a particularly good thrust and he snapped his mouth shut, hoping to stave off more noises.
It didn't prevent the villain rutting into him from hearing, however, and a deep chuckled rocked them both, "Are you getting off on this? I knew you were a freak but goddamn."
Beneath him, Hawks was barely keeping it together. Each pass of Dabi's cock up inside his pussy causes his eyes to roll in their sockets, pleasure mounting as he finally became wet enough for the hard length to fuck him more smoothly.
Dabi could feel this, understood exactly what was happening. It didn't sit right with him. After everything Hawks had done to him, the bird below him deserved to suffer.
The dark haired man leaned down close, his thrusts suddenly slowling to a surprisingly pleasant roll. He pressed his mouth directly against Hawks' ear, breathing hot air heavily into it as he spoke, "I'm gonna make sure you never forget this, Hawks. This one moment is going to stick with you for the rest of your life." He laughed again, Hawks' eyes rolling in an attempt to look at him through the haze, "I'm gonna cum inside you, little bird. I'm gonna put my baby inside you and watch you raise it." He hissed loudly on a particularly wet slap of skin on skin, "Gonna fill you up, hope you're ready."
It took a moment to fully register with the blonde, too lost between very extreme pain and pleasure to really process his words. But the moment they clicked in his addled brain, he panicked. His hands scrambled forward, nails digging at the floor in an attempt to find purchase, his feet kicking out behind him in, trying to dislodge Dabi, "Stop." He croaked out, throat tight for more reasons than just the smoke inhalation, "Don't. Dabi, please."
"Oooh fuck yea. Beg me, you bitch." Dabi dropped his forearm across Hawks' shoulder blades, holding him still, while the other slid between his pelvis and the floor, lifting the blonde's hips to reach deeper inside, "You're so fucking tight when you're scared."
The thrusts became sporadic again and Hawks' stomach turned as he realized the end was approaching. His eyes stared widely ahead of him, caught between desperately trying to fight back and being paralyzed with fear. His mouth opened around an involuntary moan, the new angle making his cunt contract around the thick meat inside it, much to Dabi's pleasure.
"Fuck yea, take it." Dabi growled into his ear, the sound of skin on wet skin deafening in volume, "Take my fucking cum."
A few pumps later and the villain slammed in deep with a loud strangled yell, his cock twitching inside Hawks as he filled him to the brim with cum. The hot substance weighing heavily inside the hero and making him sick to his stomach. Another groan from Dabi filled the air and he sighed as his cock began to soften inside the hero.
Seeing past the absolutely horror wracking his mind and the weightless sensation of being on the edge of consciousness, Hawks knew this was his chance. He needed to get away from Dabi as soon as he could. His body screamed for him to just lie there and recuperate, but if he wanted to live through this, that wasn't an option.
Readying himself to go on the offensive the second Dabi pulled out, he didn't expect the hand that crept up into hair. Before he could do anything, the digits gripped hard at the strands, reared his head back, and slammed it down against the hard, unforgiving floor. Hawks' ears rung as the room spun, all bearings and thought gone from him as the action was repeated twice more before his head was dropped unceremoniously to bounce slightly off the ground.
He laid there limply, barely registering Dabi's laugh from behind him, his head swimming in pain and disorientation.
The villain watched him for longer than necessary, "God, I wish I could cum again. You look so fucking strung out. Would love to knock you all the way out and fuck you again. But unfortunately, I have a war to get back to." Bright blue eyes scanned the room before pinpointing Hawks' clothes from before. He dragged the underwear back to them and wadded it up, "Gotta make sure you don't spill any of this." He pulled his cock out slowly, careful to not let any of his cum drip out, before replacing the length with the ball of fabric, shoving it inside Hawks' cunt as far it would go, "There we go. Nice and plugged up."
Hawks could feel his stomach roiling, nausea the most prominent sensation after the pain. He couldn't make himself move even if he wanted to. His eyes trailed back to look at Dabi, watching the doubles in his vision smirk down at him as the figure walked around to lift his chin with the toe of his boot, "Ya know. Maybe, I'll just keep you."
The world went dark soon after that. There had been a flurry of sounds and a gust of wind, he recalled dark feathers and the screech of what had to be Dark Shadow. The next time he opened his eyes, he was laying in a hospital tent, staring blearily at the folds in the ceiling before once again slipping back into absolute darkness.
Darkness filled with nothing but blue flames.