Thread by @dabispiercedick, MASSIVE MASSIVE CW and TW for this one: noncon, drugging, incest, mental [...]

MASSIVE MASSIVE CW and TW for this one: noncon, drugging, incest, mental instability. Dead dove do not eat. YOU'VE BEEN WARNED. Please don't read this is filth.

I've been wanting to write some yandere!Dabi/Endeavor for awhile and today I'm in the headspace for it and I'm sorry

Nobody knows how he gets in unnoticed; if you asked, he'd just grin and laugh in that unhinged way that's completely unique to him. But a week after shit hits the fan, Dabi sneaks himself into the hospital where they're keeping Endeavor, completely undetected.

He stepped into his father's room wordlessly at sometime well past midnight. The scrubs and surgical mask certainly helped him go undetected, but his scarred flesh still stood out like an obvious beacon; maybe it was just luck he hadn't been noticed.

"Hey, Daddy-dearest."

Dabi's voice filled the darkness of the hospital room. It was enough to rouse Enji from sleep, the battered hero opening his eyes just in time to watch as Dabi slipped something into his IV. Immediately, he attempted to sit up, jolting the entire hospital bed, only to freeze.

"Ah ah ah," Dabi tsk'd and grinned down at his father, pushing the rest of the fluid into the tubing and then tossing the syringe to the floor. "We wouldn't wanna hurt ourselves any further, would we, daddy? Not without my help, of course."

Enji opened his mouth to speak, but

no sound came out. His tongue felt heavy and his throat too dry, and he couldn't move beyond minor twitches of his fingers and face. Whatever drug Dabi had given him was clearly fast-acting.

"I had this made for you, you know," Dabi started as he walked over

to the other side of the bed, kicking off his shoes and then stripping off his top. "I really wanted to see you sooner, but we had to wait until the time was right. And then I had to recover a bit too, you know! My fire has never been kind to me, after all."

Now shirtless, Dabi continued to strip--taking off his pants and boxers as he spoke. "I've missed you so much. Being away for so long was so hard, but you sure worked yourself to the bone, huh? I was always watching you, just waiting for the perfect time to come back and show

"myself to you! And then when I joined the League I had this absolutely swell idea of how to really fuck you--not just literally, you know--and I started my plan! It's really wonderful that I got this drug made, too. Just for you and me to use together. Isn't that thoughtful?"

Enji tried desperately to move as Dabi climbed onto the hospital bed, completely naked now. His cock was almost pristine, unlike the rest of his body, save for the barbell piercings all along the bottom of the shaft. They looked strained with just how hard he was, the tip

already red and leaking fluid. Enji's eyes went wide at the sight, his heart pounding in his ears and his brain screaming to move, to do something, but nothing happened except the twitch of his fingers.

"I've wanted to do this forever, daddy. So, so long," Dabi sighed happily

as he straddled his father's hips, his scarred hands reaching down to pull the blanket covering him back and expose his hospital clothes. "I know you never would've done this otherwise, which is why I had this made. You see," as he spoke, his hands traced down to the waistband of

Enji's soft cotton pants that the hospital has given him to wear. Without warning, he grabbed at it and shoved them down, exposing his own soft cock. "Let's fix this, shall we?"

Taking it into his hand, Dabi licked his lips and smiled, stroking it gently. He watched as it

began to grow erect to Enji's own horror, his body reacting far to the touch despite his lack of control over his own movements.

"The drug paralyzes you, but allows you to get hard, so I can play all I want," Dabi explained as he stroked, his grip getting firmer.

"And you'll stay hard for awhile, too. Which is good, because I've been aching to have you fuck me, daddy. God, I've dreamed about it!" He laughed darkly and threw his head back, closing his eyes and pumping him harder.

Again, Enji tried to move, but only managed another twich,

his cock twitching instead of his fingers this time. Dabi seemed to feel this and laughed harder, his grin growing wide and feral as he looked back down to see his handiwork. It hadn't taken long to get him fully erect, and Dabi seemed to salivate at the sight.

Enji hadn't noticed it before, but he watched as his son grabbed a bottle that must have been placed on the end of the bed at some point. He heard the cap click as it was opened, and couldn't tear his eyes away as Dabi dribbled it's contents over his dick.

Enji's heart pounded as he watched, unable to do anything but stare in paralyzing agony as his son reached behind himself, only to appear to have pulled out a big black anal plug, slick and dripping from where he had clearly prepared himself.

"I'm glad I remembered how big you are," he sighed again, shifting his legs to line himself up on Enji's straining erection before he began to sink down. "I've been preparing myself everyday for awhile now and--ah, 𝘧𝘶𝘤𝘬, mmmm...!"

Heat suddenly seemed to envelope

Enji from all around, eminating from the other as he bottomed out on his cock and groaned obscenely. He threw his head back once again, fingers coming up to touch his own throat as he exhaled with contented pleasure.

"You feel better than I dreamed about, dad..."

Enji felt sick to his stomach as he watched, but still could do no more than the occasional twitch of his limbs. Dabi must have felt another one, for he immediately lifted his head back up and grinned maniacally down at him, moving his hips once, then twice.

"Does it feel good for you too, daddy? Come on, you can tell me..." Dabi whispered quietly, playfulness dripping from his voice as he leaned down to get close to Enji's face. "Well, you can't, but still..." He chuckled darkly as he began to rock his hips and leaned even closer,

close enough to press his lips to Enji's scruffy chin, then his cheek, then finally, his lips, pressing them together and then forcing his mouth open with his tongue. Enji felt the cold steel of a piercing licking into his mouth before he squeezed his eyes shut, trying his

hardest to escape somehow, to be anywhere but here.

Closing his eyes didn't stop him from feeling as the other started to fuck himself in earnest, though, picking up pace as he rocked and then beginning to bounce himself on his cock. He broke the kiss the more into it he got,

panting and groaning into the dark. Enji didn't see his hands move, but he felt them as they came to rest on his neck, squeezing ever so slightly as Dabi continued to fuck himself on his father's cock, intermittent hysterical giggles mingling with his moans.

He continued to pick up the pace, fucking down harder and giggling louder, his fingers squeezing Enji's neck even further as his own cock bounced up and down with every movement.

"Fuck, I--oh, fuck this is good, 𝘎𝘰𝘥, did you ever fuck mom this good?" Dabi gasped, his nails

suddenly digging into the flesh around his throat as he squeezed hard enough to bruise, his palms heating up as if to brand him. "I guess I'm doing all the work but 𝘧𝘶𝘤𝘬 your cock is so thick, daddy.... I bet that bird brain of yours has wet dreams about this... "

Enji kept his eyes shut as his son continued, his mind struggling to process any of what was happening as Dabi continued. This wasn't Touya, he tried to tell himself, but he knew that wasn't true--his son had always been obsessive and he had been too blind, too preoccupied

to notice it when he'd been a child. Fuck, if only he had realized....

Dabi brought him out of his thoughts with a sudden slap to his face, the sound a loud crack! amidst the noises of flesh on flesh, the wet sound of Dabi bouncing up and down on his cock.

"Look at me!"

Dabi snarled, grabbing Enji's face with his hands and holding it as he ground himself down. "Look at me while you fuck me. Look at what you did to me, daddy. You're fucking your own villain son, and your cock is so hard for me. How would the world feel about this, you think?"

"Would they strip your title? Would they burn your merch? Maybe they'll do that anyway!" Dabi cackled, his eyes gleaming with delight as he continued to move, his grip holding strong to the sides of Enji's face. Enji could feel tears in his eyes, hot liquid threatening

to spill over his cheeks, but he held back as he stared at his son, at this monster he'd created, one that he knew he couldn't kill. Dabi seemed to sense it, and he grinned in return, moving his hips again, his pace picking up hard enough now that he couldn't stop himself from

moaning and panting, no longer able to taunt his father as he chased his orgasm. He squeezed himself down around Enji, tightening himself and moving just enough so that he finally, 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 forced his father's orgasm, the stimulation too much for his body to resist.

Dabi followed immediately after, the sensation of his father's cock filling him too much for him to take. He came with a shout, collapsing on top of Enji's chest and breathing like he'd just run a marathon.

The villain sighed happily as he rested, his grin fading to a smile as he traced his fingers over the fabric of Enji's shirt. "I've been waiting so long to do that, you know? But it had to be the right time. The world had to see you for what you are first before I could break you

"enough for this. Even then, I still had to drug you. But that's fine, yeah?" He sat up and licked his lips, giving another teasing rock of his hips before climbing off of him and off of the bed entirely.

Still unable to move or speak, Enji continued to stare, too scared

to take his eyes off of his son again for fear of what he'd do next. But Dabi did nothing else to him, instead dressing himself--though not before slipping the discarded plug back inside himself--and preparing to leave.

"Don't worry, though. Next time I see you, I'll make sure

"I get to fuck you good instead. The games are just beginning, you know. And really, I can't wait! Be good for me until then, okay, father-dearest?"

He shot Enji a maniacal look before going over to the side of the bed once more and ripping the IV from Enji's veins,

then slamming his hand against the call button on the wall. Fear overtook Enji again as his son moved to wait behind the door, his eyes watching the handle. Only a few minutes passed before it moved, the door opening quickly as a nurse stepped in.

"Endeavor-san, what-"

The nurse was cut short as Dabi immediately rushed forward and snapped his neck. He then opened the door wide and stepped through it, only to stop for just a moment and turn his head for one last look at his father, frozen and helpless.

"See you later, daddy~

."

//END

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