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nakidoriii · 23 days ago

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See you Later, Mr. President (Part Two)

Hawks x Reader Mini Series

Warning: pure smut >:3 || MDNI

Read part one here!

Art by: Kadeart

“Really looking forward to this water.” That signature smirk appears on his face once again.

The closer you got to the room, the more intense you felt. It was a mix of excitement, fear and sexual tension. You just don’t know if you’re going to contain yourself. But then again, Kiego wouldn’t be in your hotel at 2 in the morning if you had some sort of self control. Once you get to the room, you open the door. You start to remove your shoes…..and so does he. You both know that he’s not here for water.

“Let me get that water for you.” You say while taking off your jacket.

You walk over to the small kitchen area and bend down to open up the mini fridge placed under the countertop. This gave him a perfect view of your ass. You were a little tipsy and weren’t really thinking about it. All of a sudden, you feel a firm grasp on the plump of your butt.

“Close the fridge, Y/N.” His raspy voice sends a spark down to your center. Your breathing starts to hitch as he continues to rub on your ass. You close the fridge and stand up straight. He gets directly behind you, pressing his bulge on your ass. His hands slide slowly up your torso, stopping to cup both your breasts. He’s leaving butterfly kisses on your shoulder, as he massaged your tits through your dress. You were trying your hardest not to moan.

“Do you want me to stop?” He says as he bites the outer shell of your ear.

For the first time in your life, you were too horny to speak. All you knew was that you wanted his hands between your legs.

“Please don’t.” You whine as he continues to feel you up. He took his time feeling every curve on your body. He pulls your spaghetti straps off your shoulders slowly, letting the dress fall to reveal your breasts.

“Turn around so I can get a good look.” He says in between the kisses he’s leaving on your neck.

When you turn to face him he lets out a moan. He was so captivated by you. He immediately starts kissing on your neck as he pulls you close to him. He was sucking, licking and biting you as if you were something to eat. He lifts you up by your thighs and places you on the countertop behind you. He stood between your spread legs as he massaged your breasts. Both your nipples were in between his fingers.

“Oh fuck.” You squeeze out in between breaths. “I’m so turned on right now.” You say grinding your hips towards him.

“Yea?” He says as he places his thumb on top of your clothed clit. He starts to rub tight circles over it as he pops a titty in his mouth. Your eyes roll to the back of your skull the second you feel his tongue on your nipple. You couldn’t help but moan out his name as you grinded on his hand. He pulls your panties to the side and pushes a finger in you. He gives you what you want, and moves his hand in a rapid back and forth motion. The moans start pouring out of your mouth at this point which fueled his arousal. He presses his forehead to yours and says, “Fuuck, you’re so wet. That's all for me, baby?”

“Y-yes, uhh yea, Keigo.” You whimper looking him directly in his eyes.

He lifts your right leg up on the counter to give himself a better angle. He pulls you closer to the edge of the counter with one hand. He starts fingering you, a bit slower than a minute ago. You grind your hips wanting him to go faster. He loved how much you wanted him because he wanted you just as much. He smirks and says, “I wanna taste you.”

He pulls his fingers out of you to slide your panties off. He gives you a few kisses before he gets on his knees before you. You got a little nervous for a moment with him being so close to your heat like this. He makes direct eye contact with you as he starts lapping at your clit. He slides his fingers into you once again, quickly getting into the same rhythm with his tongue.

“Ah! Right theeeerrreee.” You whine. Your hands immediately push his face closer to your heat. Your pussy starts clenching around his fingers. You grind against his tongue which makes him hum in delight. He starts to move his fingers in a ‘come here’ motion, sending you into euphoria.

“Ah, I-I’m so close! Fuuck, Kiego. I c-can’t!” You moan knowing this orgasm is going to change the trajectory of your life.

He groans into your folds and focuses on keeping a consistent rhythm for you to cum. You couldn’t even fathom how he was able to move so fast. In little to no time, that knot in your stomach becomes undone. You cover your mouth as you let out a pornographic moan.

“That’s it, pretty.” He says into your cunt as you cum on him. You covered his face in your juices and it was the hottest thing to him. Once you ride out your orgasm, he stands up and starts unbuttoning his shirt. He was wearing a black compression shirt with gold detailing on it underneath his button up. You get off the counter and start kissing him, tasting your juices on his lips.

“See how sweet you taste?” He says unbuckling his belt.

“I do. I bet you're just as sweet.” You flirt while sticking your hand in his briefs to get a feel of him.

You can tell he’s surprised by how forward you’re being.

“Let me take these off for you.” He says freeing his hard member from his briefs.

You weren’t even shocked by how perfect his dick was. He was so hard that it was oozing pre cum. You get on your knees in front of him, keeping eye contact with him the whole time. You run your thumb over the tip making him quiver. You spit in your hand and start stroking his cock. He stares down at you, biting his lip. He was holding back his moans. Seeing him like this turned you on so much. You open your mouth and slowly slide all 8 inches down your throat.

“Ah, fuck.” He throws his head back as you keep him down your throat. You wanted to show him you were skilled too.

You start bobbing your head, not caring that his dick was hitting the back of your throat. He pulls your thick hair back so he can get a clear view of you taking him so well. You had saliva dripping out of the sides of your mouth as you pleased him. He couldn’t believe you gave sloppy wet head like this.

“Oh my god, juuuuussstt like that, baby.” He moans as he pushes your head all the way down on him. Once you start to gag, he slowly pulls you off. You catch your breath and wipe your mouth.

“If you keep going, I’ll cum.” He says catching his breath as well. You both exchange a small laugh. You both take off the rest of your clothes and start making out on the couch.

His hands explore your body once again. He lays you down on your back, pushing your legs apart as he gets in between them. He lines up at your entrance and slowly pushes into you. You moan from the feeling of him stretching you out.

“Baby, you’re so tight.” He groans as he feels your walls around him.

“It’s been a while…” you say in between moans.

He shifts to his knees and says, “I know what you mean. It’s been a minute for me too but I’ll take care of you.” He starts to rub your clit with his thumb as he slowly pressed into you. Your eyes roll to the back of your skull as he slides all the way in. “Ooooo, that’s my girl.” He praises you as he grinds into you deeper.

You couldn’t help but smile and moan as you took his dick. His hands swiftly move to your waist to pull you into him when he thrusted. Your tits bounced with every thrust. The way you were looking at him made him want to rail you but he was trying his best to restrain himself.

“You wanna rail me?” You ask in between moans.

“Yea, so fucking bad.” He murmurs under his breath. It was almost as if you read his mind.

“Yea? Show me.”

He suddenly grabs both your legs and pushes them up to your ears, putting you into a mating press. A throaty moan falls from your lips as he pounds into you.

“Keeiiigooo!!! Fuck!!” You borderline yell. Your nails dig into his thighs as the tip of his dick kisses your g spot. He hisses as you scratch him but he wants to make you squirm.

“You wanted to see, right? Here it is, baby.” He says directly in your ear. He was not holding back on you and you didn’t want him to. You couldn’t believe you were letting the President of Japan’s HPSC fuck you raw. The feeling of your pussy sucking him in was getting to him. He suddenly pulls out and lets out a throaty moan.

“Your pussy is too good. I almost came again.” He confesses.

Is it bad that you want him to come inside you? You have a thing for creampies but is that something you want him to know? I mean he’s already been balls deep in you…might as well.

“You can cum inside of me…if you want…” you say quietly.

“Fuuuuck, really? I’m gonna fill you up then.” He says while adjusting you to lay on your side, resting both your legs on top of each other. You look up at him and say, “Is this how you want me?”

He lets out a “Mhmm…” as he grabs the plump of your ass. He turns his hips just right so he can reach the deepest parts of you. He grabs your ass and thighs to anchor himself as he slides in. He was taking his time at this point, thrusting into you hard and slow. Every thrust was met with a glottal moan from you. You could feel him in your stomach. He looked so alluring from this angle. His chiseled torso and pecks glistened from sweat. You rub your hand down his torso and look up at him with pleading eyes as you moan, “Mnh- you feel sooo good.”

He bends down, placing his hands on each side of your head. “You like that, don't you?” His hot breath fanned against you making you shudder. His pace started to pick up, making it hard for you to answer.

“Come on? Tell me how much you like it, pretty?” His hips crash into yours at a rapid rate. He was overwhelming you with his cock, fucking you absolutley stupid. You grip your nails in the sofa cushion, hoping it would give some sort of stability. The sound of your ass clapping against his hips filled the room. The only thing you could voice to him were inaudible moans.

“Mmmnnnhh, Look at that pussy grabbing onto me, shit! I know you love it, you’re taking me so well.” he says right in your ear. Those words sent you right over the edge. Your breath hitches in your throat as your walls clench around him. Your toes began to curl as you let out a string of moans. You immediately started cumming with no warning. Keigo’s mouth falls into an “o” shape as he feels your walls pulsate around him. He thrusts a few more times making sure he's deep in you as he reaches his orgasm.

“Ugh fuck! I'm cumming too, baby.” he says through his clenched teeth.

Moans flow from both your mouths as he covers your walls with his cum. He puts his full weight on you and wraps you in his arms as you both come down together.

“You okay, Y/N? I went kinda hard on you.” He says out of breath. He slowly slides his cock out of you, causing his cum to leak out of you. He gets up to get you a towel from the bathroom.

“You did but I definitely asked for it.” You go from laying on your side to your back.

“Yea? I’ve been wanting to give it to you for a while now.” He says with a slight laugh. He comes back holding a few wash cloths: two wet, two dry. He hands you a wet one and a dry one. You place the cloth between your legs, ensuring nothing leaks out.

“How long have you wanted to ‘give it to me’ exactly?” You furrow your brows and pout your lips as you watch him clean himself and put on his briefs.

He lets out a chuckle and says, “At first glance I thought, man, she’s cute. By week 2, I couldn’t get you out of my head.” He lifts you off the couch in one swift motion, carrying you princess style. “I’m so glad I ran into you tonight, gorgeous. Let’s get you cleaned up.”

WOOOOOAHHHH, I shocked myself with this one 😂 I plan on continuing this little mini series but I have a few other requests to get started on so enjoy this for now!! Happy reading!!!

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red-riot-unbreakable-heart · 8 months ago

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Endeavor x Hawks | Steamy in the Shower | Part Two 💋

Fandom: My Hero Academia

Ship: Endeavor x Hawks! 🔥🦅

Note: Smut alert!!! Strictly A18+ ONLY!

Genre: Smut

CW: MDNI!, spicy scenes, sexual tension, semi-public sex, domination, degradation kink, hand job, oral sex (giving + receiving), fingering, crying / getting emotional during sex

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“You thought you were going to get away that easily, huh? Just get me off and disappear without retribution?” Enji says coolly, hands moving to grip Hawks’ defined hips. For a nanosecond he sees something like fear dart across Hawks’ eyes, before the carefree mask retakes his features. “You’re not getting away that easily, little hero.”

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“Well I am the Number Two Hero, after all! I can get away with pretty much anything I want.” Hawks says haughtily. But Enji can hear the wobble in his usually-even voice.

Enji takes a moment to admire the toned physique of the younger man – the way his taught abs taper off into the sharp V of his waist. Enji is surprised at how in shape the young Pro is – on most occasions, Enji has caught him stuffing his face full of fast food. Looking at his shapely body and thick abs, it’s clear that Hawks takes his training more seriously than he lets on.

Enji runs his hands up and down Hawks’ sides appreciatively, feeling the thick muscle that cushions the hero’s ribs. He pears down and sees with relish that Hawks’ cock is erect and standing at full attention against his stomach - absolutely begging to be touched.

Enji slowly slides a hand down the muscular plane of Hawks stomach, causing the blonde to shiver.

“Number One?” He asks shakily, breathing in sharply.

“I told you, you can call me Enji right now.” The Flame Hero says, letting some authority slip into his voice.

“R-Right. Enji.” Hawks’ golden eyes are trained on the Flame Hero’s hands as they slide across his body. He bites his lip. It seems to Enji that the little Winged Hero is having trouble thinking straight.

“I think someone needs to be rewarded for their good work, don’t you little bird?” Enji snickers, wet fingers tracing along Hawks’ light blonde happy trail. Down, down, down…within reach of his aching cock…just about to touch…and then right back up again to his belly button.

Hawks stifles a moan as Enji palms at his abs.

“You’ve got some sort of degradation kink, don’t you? I saw it on your face when I talked down to you earlier.” Enji says softly, continuing to trace a finger up just out of reach of Hawks’ cock.

The Wing Hero’s pupils dilate. How did Enji figure him out so quickly?

“I’m not that great at keeping secrets, am I?” Hawks lets out a weak laugh. His chuckle turns into a desperate moan as Enji runs his thumb across the head of his dick, smearing the sticky pre-cum that’s gathered there across his stomach.

“You have too many tells.” Enji agrees, moving back to caress Hawks’ toned, supple body. “Since you were so kind as to help me get off just now…I think I’ll return the favor.”

Hawks whimpers at the offer – he clearly hadn’t been expecting Enji to reciprocate.

“What is it you said before? Just relax and let me drive? A little slut like you shouldn’t have much trouble taking all that I can dish out.”

Hawks is melting like putty in his hands now. The term “slut” feed right into Hawks’ kink. Enji can feel the shorter hero’s muscles grow tense under his touch, begging for release. Dirty talk has never been his strong suit, but Hawks has been annoying him for so long that Enji finally sees his opportunity for revenge, ripe for the taking.

“If the Hero Charts knew that you’re such a dirty little bird…I doubt they’d let you keep the title of “Number Two.” What do you think, Hawks?” Enji says thoughtfully, happy to be back in control. He lets his finger caress near where the top of Hawks’ erection hits his stomach. The blonde hero’s breath hitches as Enji swirls the pad of his finger in a soft circle. A sort of strangled moan leaves his throat as he watches Enji’s muscular hands move across his naked body.

Enji brings his hand up to his mouth and spits cleanly into his palm. “Let’s see how worthy you are of the title “hero” little bird. Show me how much you can take.” Hawks opens his mouth to say something, but all words are erased from his mind as the Number One hero begins to jerk him off.

“Ah, so you can shut up.” Enji chuckles, enjoying the weight of Hawks’ cock in his hand. To say that the wing hero is well endowed is an understatement – his dick is the perfect length with some fullness to it. It’s the perfect size, and with his strong hand, Enji is easily able to pump Hawks from base to tip without working up a sweat.

Hawks sighs at the contact and groans. “Please. Faster.”

“So whiney. What else is new?” Endeavor says quietly, earning another groan from the blonde. He picks up his pace the tiniest bit, interested to see how this will play out. What will bring Hawks to the point of no return?

Enji tightens his grip a bit and uses his other hand to reach down and play with Hawks’ supple balls.

“Ah!” Hawks cries out at the contact. “I-I’m super…ah! Sensitive…”

“I thought you said you were trained to endure hard torture.” Enji frowns. “What a joke – you can’t even handle getting your testicles massaged.” Despite Hawks’ whining, Enji continues to pump his cock while gently fondling his balls. He decides that he’s going to over stimulate this little bastard bird hero into an orgasm.

As he continues to work at Hawks’ package, he tips his head and begins to kiss across the Wing Hero’s tanned shoulder. Enji moves up the curve of Hawks’ shoulder and up to his neck, where he starts to lick and suck at the delicate skin he finds there. Hawks shudders under the caresses, gasping when he feels Enji’s teeth lightly scrape against his collarbone.

“You really are pathetic, aren’t you Hawks?” Enji growls low in the winged hero’s ear.

At this point, Hawks starts to cry. Thick tears bubble up at the corners of his eyes and flow down his cheeks as he moans. For a moment, Enji pauses. Has he taken things too far? Or is this part of Hawks’ release?

“N-no.” Hawks whines desperately. “Endeavor…’m fine. Keep going. Please.”

Endeavor feels his cock start to grow hard again at the way Hawks is begging, so needy for him. He resumes his ministrations, pumping at Hawks’ thick cock while kissing his jawline. Every once and a while he throws in a steady stream of degrading words.

“What a pathetic little hero – is this all it would take for a villain to break you? A measly, sloppy hand job and you’re defeated?”

Hawks nods vigorously, his moans coming out as breathy sobs. Enji slows his pace, taking in the velvety feel of Hawks’ member as he slides his hand up and down the shaft.

“I’m such a bad person Enji. I don’t deserve to be called a hero.” Hawks sniffles out, hot tears streaming down his cheeks in waves. “The things I’ve done…”

Enji is starting to get a little concerned, worried that Hawks is processing actual trauma during this little scene of theirs. He continues jerking off his colleague, trying to figure out what to do next. Hawks is hiccupping in the most pathetic way as he leans against Enji’s strong chest for support. The younger man is barely hanging on – emotionally and physically. The sooner he can finish Hawks off, the better. Enji decides to use a tried and true Pro Hero tactic – employing a good distraction.

“I want you to be a good birdie for me.” Enji says slowly. “Can you do that?”

Hawks nods, obedient.

“I want you to call back one of your feathers, and use it to play with yourself. Use it however you’d like.” Enji says, continuing to massage Hawks’ cock with steady, languid strokes.

Hawks chitters, birdlike, as a small feather zooms towards them. It’s tiny and delicate. The bright red feather finds its way to Hawks and begins circling one of his nipples, causing the hero to close his eyes in pleasure at all of the overwhelming sensations engaging his body.

Endeavor smirks. “Is this how you touch yourself when you’re alone?” He concentrates his efforts around the blunt head of Hawks’ dick. “I wonder…do you think of me when you get off all alone in your apartment?”

“Of course I do.” Hawks lets out in a strangled voice. “I-I’ve wanted you…for so long. Oh!”

Enji must be doing something amazing because Hawks is arching his back against the larger hero, desperately thrusting into Enji’s fist. Enji had never suspected that Hawks had harbored such a deep sexual crush on the flame hero. But now all of the endless flirting and invasion of his personal space makes sense.

“E-endeavor. Wanna cum. Please let me cum. I’m begging you.” Tears continue to roll down Hawk’s cheeks as he pleads. He throws his head back against Enji’s strong chest and claws helplessly at the hero’s strong arms.

Enji doubles down on his domination, hoping that it will be the thing that finally pushes Hawks over the edge.

“You don’t deserve to cum, Hawks. Orgasms are for strong heroes. Heroes who don’t cry simply at the thought of getting their dicks wet.” Enji says smoothly. He feels Hawks’ cock twitch in response to the denial. The winged hero’s legs are twitching in pleasure, and the feather is still circling Hawks’ nipples enthusiastically. Enji pretends to sigh indulgently. “…But I suppose I’ll let you, just this once.”

“R-really?” Hawks’ eyes are shut tight, his body absolutely shaking as Endeavor continues to tear him apart. Struck with inspiration, Enji licks up the blonde hero’s neck and sucks at his earlobe. Hawks makes a choked noise.

Enji releases Hawks’ cock and so he can adjust his own erection. Hawks whines at the loss of contact, but quickly changes his tune when he feels Enji move to slot his cock between the wing hero’s ample ass cheeks.

“There, that’s more comfortable, wouldn’t you say?” Enji says firmly, feeling that he’s gotten the hang of Hawks. “Cum for me, you stupid bird. Now.” The authority rolling off of Enji’s voice is enough to drive Hawks over the edge. He cries out as he cums, thick ropes of ejaculate streaming from his cock, splattering the clean tile floor of the shower area. Within seconds, the steady stream of the hot shower washes the mess away and down the drain.

Enji strokes Hawks through his orgasm, pumping in time with the Winged Hero’s breathless gasps. When he’s finished and hypersensitive, Hawks weakly swats at Endeavor’s arm with his hand. Enji releases his colleague’s cock and Hawks all but collapses in his arms.

Enji holds him for a few moments, letting the winged hero come down from his high. He waits for Hawks’ breathing to even out and moves to rub his back soothingly. Enji has never really offered his sexual partners any sort of aftercare, so he’s surprised at how naturally he is able to comfort Hawks right now. It must be the way that Hawks came apart so easily – sobbing and admonishing himself in front of Enji – that’s driving Enji to care for him so delicately. The flame hero makes a mental note to suggest Hawks get some mental health counseling. He resolves to broach the subject in the daylight once they’ve had a few solid hours of sleep between them. The words “I don’t deserve to be called a hero” reverberate through Enji’s mind as he continues to rub lightly at Hawks’ muscular back. Hawks may be an absolute pain in the ass, but he’s a good man. A good hero. Even Enji can recognize that.

“You did so well, Hawks.” Enji massages a tight spot beneath Hawks’ right wing and the blonde almost chirps with relief. “You are a good hero.” He adds in, somewhat awkwardly.

“Number One…that was…just…wow.” Hawks’ eyes are hazy but he’s starting to come back to himself.

Enji holds him up, secretly glowing at the praise. He looks down at the Number Two hero – Hawks is absolutely wrecked. He’s damp and wingless and absolutely shaking with aftershocks. His face is covered with snot and sticky tears, and his neck is blooming with tiny bruises from where Enji has left minor hickies. It’s the first time Enji has ever seen him look weak, and he decides to take pity on the man.

Enji lets the blonde hero continue rest for a minute, slumped against him. Finally, the need to get to bed overpowers Enji and he turns Hawks around and hoists him up over his shoulder so he can carry him back under the steady stream of the showerhead.

“Come on, Hawks. Let’s get you cleaned up.”

Hawks leans against him, practically asleep on his shoulder. Endeavor does his best to clean him up. He runs a bar of soap over the smooth planes of the hero’s back, taking care to clean the tiny stumps of wing. He then carefully kneads shampoo into his Hawks’ thick, unruly hair. He takes a tiny dab of body wash and uses a washcloth to clean Hawks’ snotty, tearstained face. After a few minutes, the Number Two Hero’s delicate features are polished and clean. He takes a soft moment to admire how cute Hawks looks like this – all blissed out and sleepy.

“Come on. We’re almost done.” He reaches for a fluffy white towel and dries the smaller hero off. Endeavor moves gently as he wraps the blonde up securely in a fluffy robe that has the Endeavor agency logo embroidered on the breast pocket.

“Call your wings back, little bird.”

Hawks opens his eyes sleepily and does as he’s told, his feathers rushing to him with magnetic force, striking clean through two points at the back of the robe and melding back to their owner.

Enji lets the hero lean on him for support and together they stumble from the bathroom and towards the Endeavor Agency dormitories on the 5th floor. In the elevator, Hawks’ eyes droop sleepily and Enji finally takes mercy on him, sweeping him up into his arms and resting him on his shoulder. Hawks mumbles something appreciatively and turns his face into Enji’s neck. After a few moments his breathing evens out and he’s sound asleep. Enji rolls his eyes and prays that no one will see them on the next floor.

The elevator reaches the fifth floor and the doors slide smoothly open, revealing a long hallway with stately, navy blue doors interspersed throughout. Enji walks to the end of the hall where he knows the spare rooms are waiting.

He’s surprised to see a small plaque mounted to one of the doors with the words “Winged Hero, Hawks!” He cocks an eyebrow, chuckling to himself at how his assistant likes to go overboard. He grips Hawks to his shoulder with one hand, and moves to grab his keycard with the other. He holds his card against the knob until a small green light blinks and the lock unclicks. He pushes the door open to reveal a small clean studio bedroom with a kitchenette. A suitcase lays open on a small blue couch opposite the King bed. Enji curiously peers over and sees a mix of civilian clothes – a leather jacket, a pair of jeans. He’s never seen Hawks in casual wear before, but he’s sure whatever this fried chicken of a hero wears in his off time is smart and fashionable (and hot).

Speaking of fried chicken, he sees several discarded paper bags from the local chicken joint laying in the room’s plastic trash can. He mentally reminds himself to thank his assistant for a job well done in the morning, happy to know that Hawks has been fed. He knows the winged hero doesn’t take good enough care of himself. Enji is glad that, at least for the time being, he knows that Hawks is safe and well cared for.

Finally, he moves to the bed and gently lays down his colleague. Enji moves Hawks onto his side, unsure of how to position the large red wings protruding from the hero’s back. When his body connects with the soft mattress, Hawks blinks awake, confused.

“Number One?” He looks blearily up at Enji, who moves to sit on the bed. The feeling of the plush mattress beneath his ass is heaven – Enji has forgotten just how bone tired he is. He sighs heavily and rubs at his eyes, mentally calculating the number of steps he has to take to get to his personal quarters on the 10th floor.

“We’re in one of the guest rooms at my agency. You can rest now, Hawks.”

Hawks grins up at him with one of his stupid, too-bright smiles. His golden eyes are half open as he pats the mattress next to him.

“Don’t act so proud, get in the goddamn bed Enji.”

Enji scowls down his nose at the wing hero. Hawks reaches out and grabs his large hand and places it in his blond hair.

“You can scratch my head if ya want.”

Enji rolls his eyes, but begins to comb his fingers through Hawks’ thick blonde locks all the same. After a few minutes of angry contemplating, he finally gives in and settles down into the bed beside Hawks.

“Knew ya’d give in.” Hawks yawns, rolling over to snuggle into Enji’s side. He nuzzles into the Flame Hero’s neck with his sharp nose.

“Shut up, you idiot.”

Enji falls asleep next to him. For a moment, everything is alright and the world is at peace.

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End of Part 2 of 2

Oh wow thanks for reading this!!! This was definitely a little out of my comfort zone to write but I hope that you enjoyed! I never would have seen myself as an EndHawks shipper but I read so many good fics that made me want to try to write an EndHawks story myself! Thanks again for reading, and if you'd like to see more of my writing please check out the master list pinned on my dash and linked below! I appreciate you all so much 💕

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