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“It’ll help you.” Hawks said as he finished detangling your hair. His hands went down to your shoulders, massaging the tightness there. His thumbs rubbed the back of your neck. Dirty trick, you thought as your eyes closed. He always knew the best way to calm you. And once you were calm and settled, he knew it was going to be easier to make you do what he wanted you to.“But I don’t have any problems.” you murmured.“You tense up, you freak out.”“And you think that I’m going to do the opposite if I can’t see or hear?” you snorted. Hawks hummed and went back to rubbing your shoulders. After you had turned to goo in his hands, he pulled you into him, your back to his chest, your head resting against his shoulder. You were right in that space that he liked, when you were malleable.“Looks like you’ve got our baby doll all relaxed, huh?” the door opened and Dabi stepped in. He smiled to see you looking so relaxed and calm. You reached out your arms, wanting a hug. Dabi could never deny you, walking over to the couch and grabbing you, pulling you to his chest.“I was just telling her how much she’d enjoy things if she let us blindfold her and put those earplugs in.” Hawks explained in his lazy way.“You would, doll.” Dabi agreed. But while Hawks was one to try and coax you with sweetness and bribes, Dabi would simply tell you what was happening and leave you to sort out your feelings on the matter on your own.He lifted you from the couch to the bedroom the three of you shared. You adored sleeping in the middle, surrounded by their heat, the smell of them. Dabi smelled like cigarettes and coffee, and the thick cologne he wore. Hawks smelled lighter, fruity almost. But no less wonderful!Dabi was the type to wrap his arms around you, pull you into him. He liked to sleep with his nose buried in the back of your hair. Hawks slept on his back, with you laying on his chest, one arm wrapped around you.The nights when you were upset with them, you’d go and sleep on the couch, the throw blanket pulled up around you. Nearly every time, one of them would come out for you. If it was Dabi, he’d simply scoop you up and carry you to bed, plopping you down and curling around you possessively.If it was Hawks, he’d come and kneel by the bed. He’d stroke your forehead until you stirred, then kiss your cheeks and ask if you’d come to bed with him. You would hold your arms out, ready to be carried.“You know how to safe word.” Dabi said as he reached for the eyemask. It was weighted and perfect for keeping light out. You fussed a bit, and he silenced you with a kiss. “I’m not going to gag you this time, it’s not safe.”The ‘this time’ hung heavy as he tenderly made sure the mask was on you comfortably. You were cloaked in darkness. In a panic, you reached out, reaching for something. Hands caught yours, giving a squeeze. You knew immediately it was Hawks and calmed down.“Trust us, my love.” he murmured. You were still as you felt your hair being moved away from your ears, something being settled inside. You were in the dark, in the silence. Even when you gasped, you couldn’t hear yourself. Your hands were squeezed again, and you focused on breathing.Be still, you told yourself. Be patient. You felt hands moving you around again. Your dress was removed, and you felt the cool press of a knife slicing it off. You shivered, hands on your bare skin, tracing shapes you tried to decipher.But more hands were on you, cupping your breasts. You jolted upwards, biting your lip. The hands moved, and a sharp slap came to the side of one tit. You screamed, although you could not hear it. Another slap, this time to the other breast. Your chest was stinging with the impact, and you flexed your fingers.You spread your legs before you could think, felt the brush of someone’s hair against the tender flesh of your thighs. You frowned, concentrating. Who was that? Whose lips were on your labia, peppering little kisses that made you squirm.A long lick to your slip, and you felt the ball of Dabi’s piercing. Of course, he loved eating you out. He liked feeling you cum on his face, driving you to overstimulation. You moaned, your hips rising against him.Something was pressing to your lips, your head being turned to the side. You opened your mouth, tasting Hawks. You hollowed your cheeks, sucking hard. You loved parise, and one of your favorite things was giving one of them a good blow job. It was the easiest way to get whatever it was you wanted from one of them.But it was hard when you couldn’t see the looks on their faces. It was hard when you couldn’t hear their enjoying it. You had to take it on faith, trust your own skills as you bobbed your head. Dabi’s tongue was working its way inside of you, making you give a muffled sound. You felt fingers on your thighs, holding you down hard.Hawks pressed deep, making you deepthroat him. You knew he was close when he did that. You swallowed against your gag reflex, tears rising in your eyes behind the mask. But just as you were ready for him to cum, he pulled out. You frowned, feeling upset. But someone was rubbing your cheek, settling you.You were on the edge of an orgasm when Dabi stopped. You reached, wanting one of them, confused about what was going on. Someone was kissing you, distracting you. You let your tongue into his mouth, tracing his teeth. Hawks, you thought, feeling there was no metal there.Your ass was lifted up, a pillow settled underneath. The mouth kissing you did not leave, although hands found your nipples, caressing them and giving them just enough of a twist to make you whimper.Someone was inside of you, thrusting and pumping. You were dripping wet with arousal and Dabi’s saliva. Your hands flew to where you were sure his shoulders were, holding on tightly. You bit your lower lip, your head being turned again, Hawks’ cock down your throat again.It crossed your mind for a moment that you wondered how you looked. You could feel drool oozing down the corners of your mouth, knew your legs were being thrown over Dabi’s shoulders. He loved to go so hard and deep.Someone was touching your clit, rubbing tight circles, varying the pressure. You kept lifting yourself upwards, chasing that feeling. You needed it, you thought. You were hungry for it. Desperate.You hated being desperate. It made you feel like you were in their control. A hand reached for yours, fingers laced. You closed your eyes behind the mask, feeling Hawks thrust again, cum spilling down your throat, making you choke and gag.The mask was lifted off your eyes and you blinked, coughing, startled by the sudden change. Hawks was helping you sit up, encouraging you to keep breathing. Dabi’s hands cupped your face. You couldn’t hear him, but you could see his grin, feel his thumbs at the cum that was dripping down your lower lip.And then he came, filling you.And that was all it took for you.“There you go, it’s all right, calm down.” Hawks soothed as he took the earbuds out, “Dabi, get her some water.”“Fuck off,” Dabi pulled himself out of you, laughing when you winced. “She’s fine.”“She could have aspirated–.”“I said she’s fine.” Dabi snapped, hauling you towards him and flopping down. “Besides, I like her more when she’s all vulnerable and choking on a cock or cum. Don’t you?” Hawks grunted and got off the bed, heading for the bathroom himself.“Next time,” Dabi said in your ear. “We can tie you down, too.”