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enji has his handprints burned into almost every single member of his family
with rei, its almost an accident. who doesnt lose control during sex just a little. and she had that shitty habit of clawin up his back and that feeling of ice diggin into his skin only spurred him on more to leave his own mark. right into the hips that bore him so many failures.
touya& #39;s is well deserved. all of them. the first is right around the neck for everyone to see what happens when they don& #39;t know their place. the next is on his wrist, and on his back, and on his thighs, and smacked onto his ass
fuyumi. god. so much like her mother in so many ways. enji is drunk and fumbling and can& #39;t see the trace of fingers along her waist that he& #39;s so used to seeing on pale skin and he burns them right back into place
natsuo, always the (un)fortunate one. sure, he gets blemishes. he& #39;s been beaten. he& #39;s not so lucky that he manages 19 whole years without violence aimed his way. but he doesn& #39;t have to waste his time marking him. he doesn& #39;t need to when he has his masterpiece,
well. shouto was SUPPOSED to be perfect. clean. unblemished. but, god, rei gets there first, huh? scars him, marks him forever and enji can& #39;t fucking stand it. and he still can& #39;t control himself, even years later. and maybe this is his punishment for all of that.
he leaves burns everywhere. he& #39;d cover his skin with them if he could. nowhere anyone could see but where shouto himself can feel him, so he KNOWS who he belongs to. who he& #39;ll spread his legs for, every time. the ones he leaves on his thighs are his favorite..
he doesn& #39;t expect it to backfire on him though. i mean, why would he. the consequences are so fucking outrageous.
it spreads.
it spreads.
shouto burns his hands into his lovers. like it& #39;s fucking contagious, this sudden loss of control, this sudden fucking possessiveness. monoma& #39;s wrist, inasa& #39;s back, bakugou gets a nice fiery swat right on the ass.
fuyumi can& #39;t help but seek it out. the scars have faded away for the most part, but. she seeks out men with fire quirks, lines their hands along her waist, grinds down against their dick hoping to entice them enough for them to let loose a few sparks.
natsuo burns with jealousy. he& #39;s seen the marks, of course he can. it& #39;s bullshit. disgusting. ugly and what& #39;s worst is how ugly he feels without him. his skin itches for it, aching and simmering every day. what& #39;s wrong with him that he& #39;s not... worthy?...
(and when touya pins him down and runs his hands over his smooth skin and burns him with all the same anger as their father, he almost doesnt mind)
(and when shouto climbs over him and touches him and does the fucking same, burning himself into him, he almost doesnt mind)
(and)
(and when shouto climbs over him and touches him and does the fucking same, burning himself into him, he almost doesnt mind)
(and)
one day, dabi gets close to a certain little hero. pins him down against a dirty wall, strips him, fucks him til he screams. marks him. makes him HIS. leaves a sizzling handprint on his ass so anyone he& #39;s throwing his slutty self to knows who he belongs to.
and he leaves even more in their next couple of meetings in case those anonymous fucks don& #39;t get the hint
and one day, god. one day, enji finally gets hawks naked after days and months of flirting and stalling and dancing around each other, there& #39;s not even a WORD for how much he wants him at that moment, and guess what he fucking sees when he finally FINALLY gets his clothes off???
