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Sweat covers your entire body and you feel it drenching the sheets beneath you. With every second passing, you become more aware of your surroundings. The large bed, the big bedroom. The clock ticking loudly in the background.
You’re panting and whiny moans still escape your mouth as you slowly come down from your high. Head buzzing, you look around to Keigo in a flurry. He’s still inside you, while Dabi is watching your each and every move from just a few feet away where he’s sitting on the bed. Keigo’s pupils are blown, looking at you hungrily. His hair is completely wet. He’s slicked it back, but a few strands have fallen back into his face. He’s panting just like you.
Your head falls back down onto the bed with a weak moan. You can’t hold it up any longer. Exhausted. Tired. Overheated, and sticky all over. Your thighs are drenched in body fluids.
“Fuck, good girl,” Keigo groans. He takes his hand away from where his fingers had circled your clit all throughout your latest orgasm.
When his touch disappears, your stomach tenses instantly. You close your eyes and groan weakly in protest. You want his fingers back. Not to please you again, just to put your oversensitivity at ease. But instead, he places his hand gently on your hip as he pulls out of you. Another moan escapes you – you’ve long lost control over yourself. Now you feel even more tired. And empty. Scared. Your stomach is still tense. Your nerves are on edge. Your breath hitches. You feel too weak to look around for them. Were you good? Were you good enough? Is Dabi pleased? Did he get what he wanted? Fuck, it’s so hot all of a sudden. Was it even over? Should you have lasted longer?
Tears start to well up in your eyes as all those half formed thoughts storm in on you at the same time. Your head feels cloudy, your vision is horribly blurry. Instinctively, you pull your legs up to your tummy. Panic is creeping up your chest.
Keigo’s hands gently touch your shoulder and your arm, stroking you comfortingly. “Shh, baby. Session end. It’s alright. You did so well.”
Your brain doesn’t quite process what he’s telling you yet. You understand the key words that always end the play, but even though you recognize them, it doesn’t quite get through to you yet. But his voice sounds soothing and soft. Good. That means good.
The emotions welling up in you make you start sobbing.
“Please get the towels,” Keigo quietly mumbles to Dabi. There’s rustling in the background. It distresses you. You wince, squeeze your eyes shut and roll around in the hope to find Keigo there. His warm arms embrace you. As soon as you feel the safe gesture, you fling your arms around him, clinging on to him as if for dear life, and sob into his chest. One of his hands caresses your back, the other strokes your hair.
“Shh, Y/N, shh. It’s all good. We’re here for you. We’ll clean you up, hm?”
You almost calm down in his warm embrace. But then you start to panic again, asking yourself where your other Top is. You need to hear it from him. He’s in charge. You need him to tell you that you were good enough.
“Where’s Dabi?” you exclaim breathlessly, sounding frightened, struggling to sit up. Keigo gently holds you down, so you don’t get far.
“He’s in the bathroom, love, getting us some wet towels. He’ll be back any second.”
Keigo uses the moment of pause in your sobbing and pulls a blanket over your naked body. Soon enough, you hear footsteps approaching and Keigo comments for you, “There we go.”
You hide your face in his chest and it feels like Keigo’s moving his arm as if he’s gesturing.
Then you hear Dabi’s deep voice. Shit, shit, shit. You can’t hide forever. You’ll have to hear the truth.
“Look at me, baby. I wanna tell you how proud I am of you.”
Slowly, as the words sink in, you raise your head off of Keigo’s skin. The blond man is completely silent, waiting patiently. And so you swallow a sob and finally turn around to face Dabi. His face isn’t strict and intimidating anymore like it had been during the last hours. He is smiling at you, his arms slightly open for you to come to him if you want to.
You whimper, sniffle and then move to embrace him. “I’ve been good?”
“Yes, babygirl, so good.”
He wraps his arms around you, kissing the top of your head as you snuggle your cheek against his chest. His piercings rub against your skin. It makes a pleasant shiver run down your spine as you remember what the piercings on his tongue and on his dick have made you feel tonight.
“Now, do you want help cleaning yourself?” he asks calmly. His raspy voice never fails to arouse you, no matter how many times you’ve come already. Shit, what this man does to you.
You nod, letting go of Dabi and feeling slightly relieved. He’s proud of me. Suddenly, you feel all giddy inside.
As you lay down again, Dabi takes one of the towels. “Ready, little one?”
You nod again, tiredness washing over you once again. When he starts to wipe your stomach and your thighs, you sigh contentedly. The towels are nice and warm and soft on your skin.
“Did you feel good, baby?” he asks softly.
“Yes, Dabi,” you say, still being polite even though you don’t have to anymore.
Keigo scooches a little closer on your left. “I’m glad,” he chuckles, smiling down at you. “I’ll be in the bathroom for a second, love, alright?”
“Yeah,” you say lazily. Finally, you’re settling back into reality. But still you feel uncomfortable with Keigo leaving your side.
Dabi notices your grimace while the blond man strolls away.
“He’ll be right back, little one.”
“Mhm,” you hum. Enjoying a new warm towel wiping your face.
“We’ll get you to the bathroom after he comes back. Before you fall asleep,” Dabi continues.
“I don’t wanna go,” you complain, frowning and pouting slightly.
“I know you’re exhausted. But you know you need to go.”
You sigh, but nod obediently.
Keigo comes back, holding two bottles of water in his hand. Even though you’re tired, seeing the water makes you realize how thirsty you are. Dabi takes the bottles, thanking Keigo and leaning over to give him a proper kiss before he unscrews the cap of the first bottle. You sit up shakily as he offers it to you. The bottle feels pleasantly cool in your hands. Every gulp of water is a relief.
Dabi joins you, drinking almost the whole bottle in one go. Keigo chuckles.
After that, Keigo walks you to the bathroom, making sure you don’t fall on your wobbly legs. It’s not that bad, really. You’ve calmed down by now. But also, you start to remember. And it makes you blush. Even though you’ve been with them for so long, sometimes it amazes you how undone all of you sometimes become.
“Wanna be alone for a moment?” Keigo asks when you reach the bathroom. You consider it, then nod slowly. “Alright, I’ll be right outside,” he says.
You only do what’s necessary. A quick visit to the toilet, a severe hand- and face-wash and you brush your teeth. That’s enough for now. You can shower in the morning.
Back in the bedroom, you see new sheets on the bed already. You smile thankfully, trying to communicate how much you appreciate all of this. You’ll talk to them some more in the morning.
Dabi and Keigo had both put on boxers and comfortable shirts. Keigo holds your favorite soft shirt out for you, as well as a new panty and your sleeping shorts. You put the clothes on a little clumsily, but overall collected.
The three of you lay down in the bed with you in the middle. The new sheets smell fresh and of washing powder. For a moment, you don’t know who to snuggle up to. They both are cuddleable as fuck. But you choose Keigo most of the time. Dabi’s piercings tend to be uncomfortable after a while.
“Sleep well, my little one,” Dabi mumbles quietly. He kisses your forehead.
“Goodnight, love,” Keigo utters. “Wake us up if you need anything.”
“Mhm. I love you both,” you say tiredly, resting your head on Keigo’s chest. Dabi puts one arm around you as usual. You feel Keigo smile and nod as Dabi says,
“We love you too, Y/N.”
Before you drift off to sleep, you can’t help but smirk a little. Your dreams will probably be wild.