Secrets I have held in my heart are harder to hide than I thought (maybe I just wanna be yours)

The files and pens that were once on his desk were scattered all around, reports from his most recent missions all mixed up as the table shook under Dabi’s deep thrusts, his talons gripping the wooden surface like a lifeline, teeth gritted as he tried to stifle his moans, biting his arms not to make a sound.
He really really shouldn’t be doing this, not here at least, in his fucking office, with the Commission President in the other room talking to freaking Endeavor of all people. And yet, somehow, the mere idea made him even more aroused. A hidden, twisted part of him ached to be found with none other than Dabi.