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[helping_hands]

" W̶̧̡̱͉͉̜̺̞̿́̋͝ḣ̵͈̣̲̰̱̗̞̭ã̶̢͓͔̮̰̯̰̩͗͊̎̔̐̾ͅt̴̡̠̗̠̲͇͖̹̝̙̽̄̈́?̶̧̡̬̺̘̝͚͍͑ ̷̧̜̭͔͔͉̯͒͐̾̑͘W̸̨̻͛̇̿͂̒̐͒̈́h̸̰̤͖̪͎̏͌̈́͑́̓͐͜͜͝ò̸̙͇̘̖͈̩͐̌̓̔͐͝ ̷͎͓̟̠̽͋͑̋I̵̧͕̋̂͒̏̂̈́͠͝͝s̶̹͂͑̽͠ ̸̛̝͎͛̄̎T̷̢̖̠͇͔̠̪̳̗̞̾͘̕͘͠h̶̳͙̱̮͓̫̱̻̝͂̂̐i̷̭̺̽̅͋̃̀͑̉s̴̼̘͖̳̲͌̓́͒?̶̸̨̛̪̙̰̦̹̙̅̇͑̒̓̈́͘͠


H̵̝̤̪͇͈͓̒̒̓͛̇̌̾̿̚ͅò̸͉͕w̴̼͕̰̝̌ͅ ̵̢͚̝͒̓̒̏̄̾̃D̷̛̻̭̩̮͖̹̽͗͐ͅį̸̰̰͕̺̝̯̼̉͒̐̇͜ḏ̶̡̑̔̈́̆̆̔̈́̄͜͝͝ ̴̗̯͓͉̥͎̲̉̃͗̀Y̵̛̪͛̾͗o̴͕̮̜̦̭̭̙͎͆̃ͅu̷̫̘̹̮̼̫͋̊͑̄̎͊̓ ̴̛̮̩̘̆͐̏̍̈͘̕̕G̷̛͙̃̒͆́̽̇́̏e̶̠͔̅t̸͖̪̰̻̯̫̩̤̔̌͒͠͠ͅ ̵͎͓̏̒Ţ̶̫̠̱͔̅̉̀̈́́̑̍̑͝h̶̢̜̪͇̰̹̹̳͎̲̅ĩ̵̧͍͎̩̪̜̹̖̠̾̾ş̷̨͙̪͓͝ ̵̛̰̪̓͊̂̏̓̓̈́̚͝Ń̸͙̗̤̥̹͎̐̉͆̐̏̿̒͌̈́u̶̜̥̳̻̤̖͋̆̆͗̃̏̿̅m̷̼̙͓͎̬͔̦͚̍̾͌͌̔̓͘͝ͅb̷̰̐̏͊̓͝ȅ̵̹̙̩̪͙̗͚́̇̿́͘ŕ̵͙̽̄͆̓̉͗͆̂͠?̴͎̦̻̽͑̾̀͆̉̈́̌ͅ "

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[syncopathic]

Dito could barely comprehend what Shigaraki was saying, so focused was he on not succumbing to the other man's ministrations too quickly.

"Hhhh... You sadist... waiting for me to drop my guard..." Dito's voice was low, throaty with approval and lust. Despite himself he felt his hips begin to move; to rock against Shigaraki's hand as if the man somehow was controlling his motions. The concept wasn't as worrying as it probably should have been, but perhaps that was the stupid, pigheaded lust clouding his judgment.

He wasn't so far gone that he didn't feel the slight inexperience in the way Shigaraki handles him. The man's grip was rough-- not unpleasant by any means, but it was clear that he hadn't had much practice. Dito wondered, vaguely, if he'd ever even brought himself off before. Shifting slightly, the Disciple reached down to cover Shigaraki's hand with his own.

"Easy now, easy... I ain't a spear haft, y'know-- you don't gotta grip me so hard." Dito's laugh was little more than an exhalation of breath. He could feel the other man's heartbeat through their fingers, and wondered vaguely if Shigaraki could feel his own quickened pulse. Again, that thought didn't bother him as much as it probably should have.