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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

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Hawks:

Hawks at work.

Home alone.

Horny?

It was perfect.

Or so you thought

Not perfect when he entered you guys' apartment when you were so close to finishing.

You squirted some lube on the top of your cock tip, it slowly dripping down the side of your cock. It was already hard but you needed some wetness to fully get off.

Even though you knew you shouldn't of been doing this, it was the perfect opportunity and you were so horny that you had no other choice.

You placed a hand on your dick, sending shivers doqn your spine. It and been so long since you masturbated so it sort of feels foreign.

You start by slowly caressing your tip, rubbing light circles around it for a few seconds, making you softly close your eyes.

You then slowly rubbed up and down on your shaft, one of your hands coming up to pinch and play with your nipples.

You let out a groan as you slowly start to pick up your pace, rubbing up and down.

You did this for a few minutes and you felt your cock throbbing with pleasure.

By now your eyes were to the back of your head and your hand was on autopilot, jerking fast up and down your shaft. Ever so often touching the tip again.

You were on the verge, your hand wet with your pre-cum and lube all over it. Your toes curled, ready for the best orgasm of your life.

But that got cut off when you heard the jingle of keys at your door.

"Shit, shit" you say while searching for your boxers and your joggers. He came in, calling out for you.

You spotted your joggers, you bent down on the bed, reaching your hand down the side of the bed.

When Keigo walked into your room, he had a perfect view of your ass, he also spotted your dick in between your legs, throbbing and hard.

"Well. Certainly didn't expect to see that today." He says while still staring at your ass.

"Keigo, get out." You exclaim in embarrassment, your face heating up with a blush as you continueto try and reach for your boxers

"Awh but you look so sexy" he teases as he walks towards you and puts a soft hand on one of your ass cheeks and rubs it.

"Keigo-" you start but he cuts you off with a

"Nope, I know you were masturbating. Look at your dick, it's so hard" he says as he pulls your from the side of the bed and flips you on your back.

You were now pinned underneath him, helpless and embarrassed, your face tinted a dark pink.

"Let's me finsh the jobbb. Its only fair my beautiful boy." He starts before trailing his hands down your stomach then right to your dick.

He jerked it up and down a few times to get a slight reaction out of you and it worked. You were maoning, groaning and grinding on his hand.

But all of a sudden he stops, then gets in between your legs, and looks up at you with a huge smirk.

He licks your tip and you jerk upwards. He holds your thighs and down and says

"Let me do the work, baby".

He continues to lick your tip until he puts his while mouth around your shaft. You moan out loudly, felling the rush of pleasure in your veins.

You let your hand brush in his hair, fighting the urge to deepthroat him.

"Fuckkk~~mmm~~" you moan out as he finally gets you to the edge.

"Please~~please~" you beg and he does the combo of jerking you off and sucking yor tip.

"Fuck! Im cumming~~Keigoo~~" you moan out as your toes curl for final time and you shoot your load right into his mouth.

He happily swallows it all and he got up off your softening dick and said

"Invite me home like that more. I will fuck your ass next time I see you in that position, its so alluring. Come. shower" he brings you to the shower and you guys wash in peace.

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Together Forever?

pairing: Keigo Takami x Black!reader

genre: angst, smut

words: 3k+

notes: cheating, violence, drugs/roofies, obsessive behavior, manipulation, abduction, implied/reference non-con

After all this chasing, driving you around, being your temporary plaything when you’re boyfriend was too busy cheating on you. You still didn’t give Keigo the time of day, he even took the liberty to slip photos of your boyfriend cheating in your mailbox. Naturally, you called Keigo to be your shoulder to cry on, he is used to this cycle with you. He’s only known you for a couple of months but Keigo has intercepted or ruined every relationship you tried to have. Obviously, you knew none of this. You didn’t know anything about him but he knew everything about you.

Using his standing in society Keigo was able to keep tabs on you and even persuade or pay people to watch you for him. Sobbing into his shirt he can hear you repeat “I just don’t understand why it always ends up like this”, he hated seeing you like this but he hated the thought of anyone else with you more. Caressing your head he places light kisses on your forehead as you curl into him more.

It didn’t take long for you to fall asleep in his arms, scooping you up in his arms — he takes you to your bedroom puts your bonnet and pajamas on, pulling the blanket over you and kissing you on the forehead. The moment he closed the door he took the liberty of cleaning up your home while you rested, only moments go by when he realizes you left your phone and laptop out. Making sure to take a picture of himself and sending it to your ex, he blocks the number before he can even respond.

Keigo isn’t looking for anything specific but looks through everything from you emails to you photos from years ago. Any information he needed for his master plan he sent to himself making sure to delete the threads of information. He closes your laptop and locks you phone continuing to clean up the rest of your home. Hours later you wake up to a pleasant smell —your eyes are puffy and your head is throbbing.

You get out of bed and walk towards the kitchen calling out for your friend. Rounding the corner you see him in a chicken apron setting plates for the both of you. “Hey! You’re finally up! How are you feeling?” he could see the tears forming again. “Aye it’s alright! Let’s eat!” you nod in response taking a seat at the table. Kiego brings over the plates and glasses pouring you and him a glass of wine.

If the circumstances were any different you would think this a romantic dinner between you two. You could never think of him that way, keigo has always been a good friend and nothing more. “Thanks Kei, I really appreciate you being here for me. I’m sorry that I’m always a mess.” Per usually he’s sweet reassuring you that you’re not a mess and anyone would be lucky to have you. “You deserve someone who can keep you safe, happy, and whole like me” he is shocked when he hears your soft laugh.

His warm smile fades and his eyebrows furrow “what’s so funny?”. You notice his serious demeanor and eye him quizzically. “Us? Together? I see you as a brother Kei. A relationship would ruin us, I don’t want you leaving me like everyone else.” He attempts comfort your worries and tell you that he would never treat you like those other guys.

“Kei I don’t want to ruin you, I don’t want to ruin the friendship.” Keigo is tight lipped for the rest of the night, you try to talk to him and even try to get him to stay the night but he refuses. After that night you didn’t see him for a month — phone calls and text between you two became lackluster and short, you weren’t sure what happened between you two but just like everyone else he is in the process of abandoning you.

You adjusted and even started seeing a new guy, he is so nice and sweet to you. Little do you know Keigo sent this guy to push you right into his arms. Tonight is date night for the two of you and he decides to take you to a fancy restaurant. The whole night you two share laughs, flirtation, and footsie under the table — taking a break to the ladies room you come back and see a fresh bottle of wine on your table with two full glasses.

“I ordered us some wine while you were in the bathroom but it is quite strong.” He knew that you loved a challenge and tried to handle everything despite warnings people give you. “It can’t be that strong, I’ve had worse.” Throughout the dinner you two eat, drink and share conversation about your day and what you two expect from each other. You could feel yourself slipping and slurring on your words, your eyes felt heavy and the air seems thicker.

“I- I don’t feel well” you could see the smile spread across his face quickly switch to concern. “Let’s get you home love.” Resting your head on the table you wait for him to pay, once he does he helps you up and walks you to the parking lot. The last thing you hear is two people talking and laughing before you black out. Waking up you realize it still dark outside and your head is pounding.

“Nicholas? I think you might’ve been right about the wine..” looking around you realize that you aren’t in your apartment. Maybe he took you to his? The room is immaculate and luxuriously spare — the walls were red and the windows were covered with sheer black curtains, you lay upon a bright red king bed with black silk sheets.

Swinging the blanket off of you see that you only have a large shirt on, no underwear and no bra. Another issue is the amount of bite marks and dark purple peppering your skin and the giant chain wrapped around your ankle. It feels like time is frozen, your head is spinning. You don’t know how you got here but you need to leave now. You scan your surroundings trying to find anything around you to break the lock. You rummage through the nightstand drawer, nothing. Of course it wouldn’t be that easy.

Deciding to use the lamp on the nightstand, you smash the object into the chain. You feel tears brim at your eyes the longer you smash the lamp. Your mind is racing, who could’ve taken you? Why did they take you? What were they going to do to you? Did they do something to you while you were sleep? Where is you boyfriend? Was he the one that put this on you? You were so focused on breaking the chain open you didn’t hear your captor come into the room. “What are you doing love?” You see your boyfriend come in with a plate of food in his hands and a quizzical look on his face.

“Baby..why is this chain on me?” You hope that your soft tone would appeal to him in some way or push him into taking it off so you can escape. He laughs at your tone, setting the plate down and sliding across the pristine tile floor. “Eat your food. He’ll be home soon.” You rush to get out of the bed, lamp in hand, prepared to break the object across his head.

Before you could even get halfway the chain yanks you back causing you to hit the floor. You could feel a sharp pain shoot through your ankle. He didn’t even bat an eye before walking out of the room again, shutting and locking the door. You scream at seemingly nothing, frustrated that you’re even stuck in this position.

You eye the food he slid towards you disgusted by the assortment of finger foods and juice box sitting on the platter. Crawling over to the tray you toss everything across the room, screaming at the top of your lungs. If anyone could hear you they would for sure call the police so that’s what you did. Screamed. For hours. Your throat is coarse and dry but you were determined to do something. Anything.

The tears were rushing down your face, all the yelling and crying you were doing made your head hurt. The moment you stopped you could hear two voices? You walk close to the door hearing your “boyfriend” and a sultry voice talking with him. Attempting to get close without the chain alerting the new comer. What if he is trying to sell you into sex trafficking? This is why you don’t use tinder.

You could hear the lock clicking and in walks your friend? You cry tears of joy “KEI! I’m so glad you’re here!! I need you to help me to get this off” pointing to the large lock around your ankle. He eyes the food under him, the lock around your ankle then at you. When he locks eyes with you its as if his entire demeanor changes. “Kei…” he walks past you to the door in the far corner of the room.

Opening the door and disappearing through the door you could hear him shifting through hangers. Sitting on the bed your mind and heart is racing. If he isn’t here to help you then he’s in on it too. What if they were planning this the whole time? After a few minutes he comes out with a red close-fitting formal dress. He throws it on the bed next to you “Put it on and freshen up in the bathroom, if you run or try anything, I will kill you.”

Keigo says all of this with his award winning smile on his face. He bends down to unlock your ankle what he didn’t expect is a swift kick from you. Knocking hind over you take this chance to run out room and down the stairs. You didn’t know where you were going but you’re determined to find a way out. “NICHOLAS! THEY’RE DOWNSTAIRS” you can hear fast footsteps come from upstairs and down the hall in front of you.

Racing past the kitchen rounding the corner you reach the front door. The amount of locks on the door is evident that they were placed to keep something or someone in. Adrenaline is making your heart thump in your ears — you unlock the first several locks just to get to the last one that needs a key. Your head slams into the door before you could think of your next move.

“Where are you going baby~” your ears are now ringing paired with the black spots blurring your vision you couldn’t even process who had hit you. The only thing you heard before blacking out is your so called friend telling his accomplice to take you back to the bedroom. You woke up with a headache entangled with your captor.

You couldn’t fathom how he could sleep so peacefully next to you. When you tried to reach over and strangle him you felt your right hand retract backwards. You’ve got to be fucking kidding me. Looking up to see a sterling silver cuff around your wrist. You couldn’t do anything but kick the young man instead of waking up he rolls over to entrap you in his arms.

You knew he is doing this on purpose. Your kicking and shuffling became more erratic which irritated your captor. “You already ruined our date night, don’t ruin my sleep as well.” You scoffed at his statement “I don’t give a fuck about your sleep. I want to know why I’m here and why the fuck you’re touching me?” his movements were swift and he is leaning over you with his hand over your mouth. “Why must you make this difficult, I just want us to have a happy life together.”

The softness in his eyes scares you. He could feel you shaking under him, Keigo removes his hand from your mouth. You spit right in his face it took everything in him to not smack you. He rolled over to the other side of the bed got up and went to the bathroom. You could hear the shower turning on and see him come out in a robe. “I know you want to shower, let’s not make this difficult.”

The disdain written on your face confirmed the process you two would have. The whole time he is trying to strip and shower you tried fighting him off. You kick, scream, bite, and scratch him as much as you can. Once he got you in, he takes off his robe and steps into the shower with you. Using your arms to cover your body you scream “I don’t need someone to wash me, get out!”

For once he didn’t protest and steps out as you wish. The shower is the one place you can move and think freely without him breathing down your neck. Every moment you were spent washing your body you were comprising a plan to escape from here. Keigo knew that no one would come and look for you, you told him all about how you had been abandoned at birth and only made a few friends including him since you moved to Tokyo. The idea of someone coming to find you is slim to none unless it is a wellness check done, which is unlikely due to the connections he has with the police.

You could try to overpower him but every time you tried it ended up with you being hurt and you don’t want to leave out of here in a body bag. The heat from the shower paired with the injury you sustained yesterday paired and the lack of food in your stomach makes you lightheaded. Before you knew it, you were on the shower floor drowning in the continuous stream of water. Once Keigo hears a thud in the bathroom he doesn’t hesitate to come in and scoop you up from the shower floor wrapping a towel around you. “NICHOLAS! CALL DOCTOR AMARI” your vision is spotty and your body is weak but you manage to get yourself together. “Let me go. I’m fine.”

A thought flashes through your mind and you immediately start wincing at his touch. “We’re going to get a doctor to come here and look at you, you can barely stand up on your own.” You may never be able to take showers by yourself again but maybe this Doctor Amari can help you escape from here. “My leg is hurting..can you carry me to bed.” softening your voice with this request. Keigo doesn’t hesitate to scoop you in his arms and take you to the bed. He grabs a pair of sweatpants and one his shirts, giving them to you to dress yourself. “Can you help me Kei?” your sweetness is getting to him and calling him his nickname is the icing on top of this shitty situation.

Frozen in front of you Keigo tries to assess whether this is another trick of yours but he couldn’t pass touching your silky brown skin. “Yeah..sure” he made sure to be as gentle as possible while putting the clothes on you. His fingers lightly brush your exposed skin making the hair on the back of your neck stand up. You smile at his action and reach your hand out to touch the side of his face — he melts into your hand putting his over yours looking up at you with admiration, deciding to close the gap between you two your arms wrap around his neck.

You could feel his body jerk in response he didn’t know if you were trying to strangle him again but when he hears the soft whimpers coming from you. “Kei..I’m scared” after that statement he wraps his arms around you pulling you into him. “I’m sorry dove, I didn’t mean to scare you. I promise to protect, love, and provide for you as long as were together, peacefully.” his emphasis on peacefully made you wary.The sound of the door opening causes you to jump out of his embrace.

Irritation consumes Keigo as his accomplice comes into the room. Eyeing both of you suspiciously he says “Doctor Amari won’t be available until next Thursday.” You silently curse to yourself but remember ‘good things comes to those who wait.’ “Can I go to a hospital? My leg is killing me” the men both exchange glances letting the silence filling the room. “No dove, I’m sorry. I can’t have you telling doctors or anyone you can get your hands on that I’m keeping you here. I still don’t believe you fully understand why you’re here” he’s waiting for you to play into his game, to beg for him to let you go so he can finally see through the façade but you didn’t. “Okay Kei, If that’s what you think is best.”

Both of the men give you puzzling looks before exiting the room leaving you with your thoughts and an empty stomach. Hours go by before the someone comes back into the room. You were still in the same position when your ex Nicholas coming into the room with a tray of food, “Keigo made some of your favorite foods, He’s going to be gone for a couple of hours. Eat or starve. It doesn’t matter to me.”. He stops in his tracks when he hears you enthusiastically reply thank you. He stands there for a while, mumbles a you’re welcome and hurries out the room. You eye the tray sitting on the night stand. If you were going to get out of here, you need to play the role.

Sliding closer up the the tray you grab it off the nightstand and eye the traditional Jamaican cuisine displayed on the plate. You could see the steam rising and eat what he made. At least you don’t have to starve. Once you’re done you place the tray back on the nightstand you brush your teeth in the bathroom, wrap a scarf around the front of your head and put your braids in your bonnet. Opening up the curtains you unveil the beautiful night sky and head to bed. No matter what, you were going to get out of here.

[2-dsimp]

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Monster rule 101: Don’t move the Scarecrow

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Scarecrow! Hawks x fem farmer! reader

Cw: Humiliation, impact play, slight degradation NFSW, monsterfuxking, exhibitionism, M! Oral receiving

🔞 MDNI/ NO AGELESS BLOGS🔞

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You always felt as if you’re being watched.

Every since you’ve inherited the farmland passed down from your great grandparents. You’ve began experiencing weird things as of lately, such as not being able to do much farm work. Since the trivial chores we’re done way before you even managed to get your hands dirty.

But the thing that creeped you out the most was the old scarecrow stationed in front of the cornfields, Keigo was it’s name. You had nothing against the scarecrow as it did a good job of warding off any scavengers trying to steal crops, but what weirded you out was that it looked more like a man rather than a doll made of straw. A handsome one at that, however it’s eyes were like a hawk always fixated on you no matter where you went.

Giving you the absolute chills, there’s also the fact that tomorrow was Halloween. You we’re easily skittish by things you deem scary, so it was only natural that you sought to remove it from its rightful post. And place the strawman somewhere that wouldn’t distract you from your work. It wouldn’t mind right? It was just a scarecrow after all…

If only you’d had read the warming label on his hat that said “DO NOT MOVE”

“Hey lil farmer did I tell you to stop?”

Keigo snickered,

As he watched you struggle with watery wide eyes that teared up every time he shoved his straw woven cock into the back of your skull .You swore that by the end of this you’d have splinters, lodged in your throat. Isn’t this thing that’s currently dickin itself down inside your mouth a scarecrow? He’s literally made of straw so how is it that the weight he’s applied on the back of your head so strong?? Honestly you should be beating him up for messing up your hair that you’ve spent so much time through broken rubber bands on creating the big cute curly puff ball pulled back into a ponytail.

“That’s it keep sucking me off just like that baby and maybe I’ll forgive you for moving me from my post, since it’s apparent you don’t know how to read warning labels ”

You had no energy to be offended by that offhanded remark as Your mind became rattled whenever he’d forcefully pumped his long golden straw dick. That slipped alongside your slippery tongue, as he rotated his hips against your plush soft lips. Whilst smashing his crotch to your nose and slapping his big straw ball (sacs?) Underneath your chin covered in saliva.

‘Can a scarecrow even come?’

A careless thought, popped up in your muddled mind.

And as if to answer your question, keigo hunched over gripping your head with both hands as he jerked roughly into your gaping throat hole with a satisfied groan escaping from his lips. You were soon blasted with gooey cum that tasted like grass and wood dust, the taste was an acquired one so you pushed at his thighs to breathe life into your fucked out lungs.

But with the sadistic way he stared down at you from above meant you either swallow or choke on his dick. You had half a mind of choosing the latter but you didn’t wanna die from getting dicked down just yet, especially not by some damn cheeky scarecrow.

“This is no good, I can’t have ya getting distracted like this miss farmer”

Keigo tutted, sensing your reluctance to swallow his seed as he pulled out his thick straw dick to slap it meanly against your forehead, cheek, and puckered lips. Smearing his murky precum with the consistency of gunk all over your face with each bouncy slap. Making you feel like a common whore with each resounding smack of his unnatural cock against your flesh.

“Did ya forget where we are, sugar lips?”

That one question, snapped you back into the cruel reality that had you on your knees pleasuring that crooked scarecrow. In the middle of the cornfields, half naked due to your overalls being pulled down exposing your dark nipples and breast to the cold autumn air. Not to mention the fact you were doing adult acts outside of the comfort of your home, with little trick or treaters in their cute costumes racing from door to door for free candy.

Then it clicked, You could be spotted out in the open with only the cover of the tall corn as your only solace. And be deemed as a crazy woman for fornicating with this damn scarecrow who could pretend to play dead as an inanimate object, should you be found. Keigo licked his lips at the look of fear on your face, and smiled devilishly down at you when you realized you were at his mercy.

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Should I do a pt2 👀

[gottalovesuki1]

Brat reader x Hawks.

Go wild

You use you imagination

-shuu

Bratty!Reader x Hawks

warnings: throat fucking, smut, degrading and teasing,, I can guarantee you will not be walking anytime soon, name calling(whore,slut,), jealous hawks, pet names

“I love you so much baby bird but you’ve been such a naughty girl so you understand why I have to do this right?.” He looked at you with those piercing eyes “Well go on suck harder make it up to me hm?” A sweet saccharine smile flashed on his face as he had the perfect view of you sucking on his cock.

A little noise came out of you “Hm what’s that birdie? I can’t hear you I wanna hear my little song bird sing.” He pouted before shoving more of his cock inside your mouth watching you struggle. you truly should not have given him an attitude absolutely not.

“Is my cock to much for you to handle?” Oh he was enjoying this. You see you had been a little bit to handsy with a hero at the event Keigo had brought you to. He saw the way you flirted with the man let him even hold your waist. Keigo hadn’t been giving you attention to busy with hero work even denying your affection so you had to do something about it.

“Want me to fuck you like this every night? Oh your such an attention whore.” He took his cock outta your mouth seeing you cough out the cum that had gotten into your mouth. He made a tutting sound before grabbing your chin making you face him. “Swallow it sweetheart.” He licked your lips sucking on your bottom one before pushing you away.

“You have my attention now right so why do you look so tired? I’m not even done yet, I want you to remember this baby bird.” You where speechless you didn’t think he would react like this. “Spread your legs apart for me I wanna fuck you like the slut you are.” He’s busy taking his pants fully off. “Kei-“ he cut you off with a shush “why’re you complaining I’m giving you what you want right? So take it for me baby I’m giving you my full attention and I apologize for not doing so before but I’m trying to make up for it birdie is that okay with you?”

He asks thumbing your lip wiping some of his cum off. “Sorry for trying to make you jealous.”You said muttered leaning into his touch. “Well congrats you succeeded just don’t do it again.” He said it like a joke but it clearly wasn’t with the way he was looking at you. You nodded before he disregarded your panties and then he entered inside of you.

It was like an euphoric feeling the way he shifted inside of you doing at a medium pace. You wrapped your arms around his neck and wrapped your arms around his waist. “You can’t take me sweets I find that offensive. It’s fine tho keep kissing my neck like that.” He said readjusting his hands to keep you steady. “You feel so nice baby bird keep tightening f’me.” He let out a few moans of his which turned you on even more. “fuck me like a slut kei” You voice came out a bit ragged but he heard you anyway. “Your such a whore baby bird .” He pace started to get faster, sounds of your moans and his grunts made a lovely tune for the both of you.

“Your such a good girl f’me baby bird I love you so much ‘kay don’t fucking forget it.” He praised you cause you doing so good keeping up with him. He heard your pretty little sounds. “That’s right my little song bird I wanna hear your sexy voice, I wanna hear you sing my name lemme hear everything.” He kissing your neck, sucking a bit to hard for pleasure but you didn’t care it felt so good the marks were gonna be a pain in the ass but that was tomorrow’s problem.

And then he started to fondle with you breast caressing them leaving kisses on them even sucking on them. “You taste so nice baby bird I wanna have you for breakfast, lunch, dinner whatever as long as I get to taste your wonderful body.” He was kissing you everywhere, leaving marks whatever he could get his hands on a hickey would be there.

And then he had switched positions lifting you up to sit on his lap. A small smile on his lips as he saw you puzzle.

“You comfortable?” He questioned kissing your chest and rubbing your inner thigh. A little nod came from you because you could not form words out of your mouth the pleasure was to much for you but he wasn’t done not yet. “Good, good I want you to feel pleased I want my birdie to feel good m’kay.” He hand had started to wonder to your clit pressing and squeezing. “You like that baby bird?” He teased sucking on your neck before facing you. “Y-yeah.” You responded looking away because at that moment you could not look him in the eyes.

“Don’t look away I wanna see my pretty girls reactions.” He brought your face to look at him seeing mild embarrassment in your eye he laughed. “Your fine hon just relax I got you.” And then he entered to fingers inside of you going at a slow pace. He did this on purpose seeing your eyes roll back a little hands on him shaking and your breathing started to get a little rapid. “You like that?” He asked teasingly making his go fingers go in an at a repetitive pace seeing your breathing getting harder and then you made a little noise.

“Yeah it feels nice doesn’t it.” He kisses your neck sucking a bit more before heading towards your ears. Now this is what made you react between Keigo multitasking at fingering you and nibbling and sucking on your ears you could not take it anymore.

Cum started to leak out onto Keigo fingers which he brought to his mouth to suck on. “You taste so nice birdie.” He continued “you learn your lesson hon?” He continues to finger you very satisfied that smugness is vibrating off of him. “Y-yes kei” you stutter cause oh my god you felt like your whole body was getting a massage. “Good cause I’m the only one who can make you feel liked this and I’m the only who touches your body not some random hero m’kay? he’s doesn’t even look like he’s in the top 10’s couldn’t you have chose someone at least popular?” You snorted before kissing him on the lips.

Authors note: I actually liked this one. Hoped you enjoy!!

[red-riot-unbreakable-heart]

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

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

🔥Link to My Master List 🔥

It’s been another long day on patrol.

The past 12 hours have been spent relentlessly chasing down villains and various wrong-doers across the city. Enji is absolutely exhausted.  In one day alone he has used 14 flash fire fists. He’s getting older, and it’s not as easy to pull out repetitive Ultimate Moves as it used to be. His whole body is aching – particularly his wrists and fists which have taken the brunt of battle.

He cracks his neck as he walks through his buzzing agency. He’s bone tired, and in desperate need of a massage. He wishes desperately for home – for the big California king bed in his bedroom at the Todoroki estate. Unfortunately, it’s late and he has a slew of meetings scheduled for the following morning. His crash pad at the agency will have to suffice tonight.

He stalks down the hallway towards his office, brooding. Moe Kamiji falls into step next to him, holding a clipboard. Her expression is steely – she knows her boss is in a bad mood, but she’s still going to make him talk.

“What is it, Burnin’?” Enji sighs, sparing her a glance. Kamiji has proven herself time and time again to be one of the most valuable sidekicks at the Endeavor agency. Of the 30 flaming side-kickers on staff, quirk isn’t definitely isn’t the most powerful. However, she is tenacious and crafty. Her strategic mind and ability to think on her feet in tough situations has made her indispensible to the team. Enji has personally invested time into her development as a young Pro Hero this past year, nurturuing her bright spark. It’s for these reasons that Enji doesn’t immediately wave her away. He knows that the young woman would only approach him with important matters.

“Mr. Endeavor, sir. I have a report from section 23 – there was a bank robbery by a villain with a spider quirk - ”

“Spider quirk? Meaning he has 8 legs, or meaning he controls spiders? Lead with the important details, Burnin’.” Even when exhausted, Enji can’t help but coach his young protégé. He sees a flicker of annoyance in her eyes at the quick correction, her fiery green hair flaring a bit in aggravation.

“Right, sir. The villain had 8 legs and could produce a strong, web-like material from his fingertips. He had incapacitated the entire bank staff and 12 civilians before he was stopped. He was caught while trying to rob the bank’s safe and was turned over to the authorities.”

Enji nods, sounds like a relatively clean wrap up. What he doesn’t understand is why Kamiji is informing him of this incident – if it was so easily handled by his team, surely he can just read through the paperwork in the morning?

“Who handled the fight and subsequent arrest?” Enji turns to peer over her clipboard in hopes of gleaning some intel.

“Well that’s just the problem, sir. Hawks flew in and handled it as we arrived on the scene. So I needed you to sign-off on this paperwork to identify the incident as a team-up between the Hawks and Endeavor agencies.” Kamiji looks up at him searchingly, curious to see how he’ll react. For a brief moment, all fatigue is wiped from Enji’s brain as he processes this information.

“But I didn’t authorize a team-up with Hawks.” Enji says slowly – the last time that he saw the winged hero was when Hawks had showed up unannounced to pass along some cryptic intel about the League of Villains more than a month ago. In fact, Enji hasn’t seen nor heard from the 22 year old since. Enji has been meaning to reach out and track down the damn bird for at least a week.

“We know, sir. He claims he just wanted to drop by to say a quick hello to the Number One hero.” Kamiji’s tone is flat, she clearly doesn’t know what to make of this surprise appearance either.

“Is he here now?” They’ve reached Enji’s office – he scans his badge and the lock unclicks. He pushes open the heavy fireproof doors, half-expecting to see Hawks lounging behind his desk with a cheeky grin plastered across his youthful face. Enji is almost disappointed when he sees the office is completely empty.

“Yes.” Kamiji enters the office a few paces behind him, she remains standing as her boss removes his plated armor wrist braces and takes a seat behind a massive (fire-proofed) oak desk. “He didn’t have any accommodations so we put him up in one of the guest rooms in the Sidekick dormitories.”

Enji practically rolls his eyes at this news. Classic Hawks – making himself comfortable at someone else’s expense.

“Send a message to his room – I’ll see him first thing tomorrow. Have my assistant set a meeting on my calendar. I’ll need to remind him that it’s not polite to show up in another hero’s territory unannounced.” Enji sits for a moment, thoughtful. The old Endeavor would have blown up at this situation – a situation that once-upon-a-time he would have interpreted to be a clear sign of disrespect by a peer. He takes a deep breath, centering himself. Enji reminds himself that he’s different now, and focuses on embodying the kind of man he is trying to be. “Please also have my assistant order him dinner on my credit card. I’m sure the kid was moving so fast that he forgot to eat again. He likes fried chicken.”

If Burnin’ finds his request out of the norm, her expression doesn’t show it. “Of course, sir. Before I go – can you sign these forms to retroactively authorize the team-up?”

“Of course. Thank you for your hard work today.” Enji accepts the clipboard he passes her, adding his initials to three spots across the page.

“Thank you, sir. Have a good night.” Kamiji bows deeply before exiting the office. Endeavor sighs deeply and looks across the room to an elegant clock on the wall.

“Hawks…what have you gotten yourself into this time?” He wonders aloud.

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It’s already well past eleven by the time Enji enters his agency’s locker room for a much needed shower. It’s a Wednesday night in between shifts, so most of the staff is either on patrol or asleep. Finally, he is blissfully alone.

He takes in the large, luxurious locker room. When he started building his agency, he ensured that the facilities would be a luxurious retreat for his employees. Rows of neat navy blue lockers flank the entryway.  The cleaning staff must have recently done a sweep of the space, because the white floor tiles glisten as he switches on the light.

Enji takes his time walking to his assigned locker, pausing for a moment to smile softly at the engraved nameplate one of his sidekicks has had welded to the blue metal. Beneath his name, the words “Flame Boss” have been engraved in a stylized font. It had initially been a practical joke – when the spa-like bathroom facilities were being built, a daring sidekick had dared his friend to sneak in and alter Endeavor’s locker nameplate. When Endeavor had seen the engraving, his initial action had been one of rage – how dare his sidekicks deface his property in a blatant show of disrespect! But once he had cooled down, he quickly realized that the engraving had come from a sense of commradery. Now  the “Flame Boss” engraving brought a spark of warmth to Enji’s heart whenever he saw it.

Enji slowly removes his costume. He’s sore, so it takes a long time to discard the heavy metal plates and skin-tight fabric that make up his hero uniform. He hangs the pieces up in his broad locker, then strips himself naked. He gazes in his locker’s small mirror, taking in the faint bags beneath his tired eyes. There’s a cut beneath his chin that needs cleaning, and a light bruise is blooming across his right pectoral. His body is the same as ever – thick, defined muscles wrapped around his large, pale frame. He frowns for a moment, thinking he might see a few strands of grey cropping up in his bright red hair.

Ready for a shower, Enji moves into the bathing area of the sprawling facility. Past the lockers, a short hallway leads off into the shower room and the steam room. There’s a shelf midway down the hall piled high with fluffy white towels and long bathrobes. Enji pads his way down the hall to grab a fresh towel. He’s naked save for his soft slippers. The rest of the company is either working or sleeping, so he doesn’t feel the need to wrap a towel around his waist.

The shower room is fairly large - a massive tiled room with 10 showerheads protruding from the right wall. Since the area is dedicated solely to men, there are no curtains or barriers between the showers. Each showerhead has a dedicated shampoo and body wash dispenser mounted to the wall beneath it.

Enji selects his favored shower – the showerhead and faucet furthest away from the door. He sighs deeply, content, as he turns the knob to its hottest setting. Thick steam fills the room. Enji steps beneath the heavy stream of water and sighs contentedly as the torrent of heat rolls across his skin. He closes his eyes and focuses on the gentle way the water beads and runs across his substantial frame.

“Oh, hey there Number One!”

Ugh, it’s Hawks.

The twenty-something hero has been a thorn in his side for a few months now – constantly popping up unannounced with cryptic warnings and infuriating sarcasm. What’s got Enji shaken up even more is the way that Hawks has started openly flirting with him. The Number 2 Hero is constantly in Enji’s personal space – touching him, joking around at him, making eyes at him. It’s enough to drive any self respecting hero insane.

Currently, the winged hero is giving Endeavor a sort of appraising look. He’s got that stupid vacant smile on his face as he takes in the scene.

“What are you doing here?” Enji moves to grab his towel off its hook to quickly cover his waist. When Hawks shows up, things are never good.

Hawks himself is bare-chested, standing in nothing but tight black boxers. The underwear hugs his chiseled frame almost sinfully, leaving little to imagination. He shifts on his feat, his package lightly bouncing with the movement. Enji quickly tears his eyes away from his comrade’s crotch, his eyes landing instead on the small zippered bag  perched in Hawks’ hand. It looks to be a waterproof travel toiletry kit. A small silver “H” is embroidered on the side.

“Relax, Endeavor! I was just in the area fighting a villain and thought I’d pop by to say hi. Your assistant told me I could use the facilities to rinse off – I hope you don’t mind.” He raises his eyebrows at the last part, smiling as he glances down at Enji’s covered waist.

Hawks saunters over to the other side of the shower area, pointedly choosing the showerhead furthest away from Enji. He sets down his small kit on one of the available shelves and unzips it, pulling out a few different travel sized bottles.

Probably some stupid trendy hair products, that damn bird is always preening himself. Enji rolls his eyes, deciding to ignore the winged hero the best he can. The sooner he washes up, the sooner he can get to bed and recover from the long toils of the day.

Enji refocuses. Now that Hawks is a comfortable distance away, he removes his towel and hangs it back on its designated hook. Steam fills the room as he turns the shower to its hottest setting. He reaches for the generic shampoo that the agency provides and begins lathering his hair. The hot water hits his back and instantly he feels his muscles relaxing. He lets his mind go blank as he savors the feel of the water in his hair, on his skin. What a day it’s been.

Enji settles into his typical routine – lather, rinse, repeat. An unexpected noise drifts along the shower room: a soft moan is rebounding around the acoustics of the facility, warbling beneath the sound of the pitter-patter of the shower water. He’s jerked from his relaxing state and looks over at Hawks, annoyed. His eyes widen in surprise at the image before him:

Hawks stands, expectedly naked under a stream of hot water. What’s unexpected: he’s slowly working at his semi-hard cock with one hand as he flips the top off of a small bottle from his travel kit with the other. Enji’s jaw drops at the scene.

After a few moments, Hawks feels Enji’s eyes on him and looks over lazily, head cocked to the side. He doesn’t wait for the Flame Hero to speak, but plows right into an explanation. “Kind of a post-battle ritual of mine. It’s the only way to kind of “reset” my nervous system after the stress of combat.” He pauses, gauging Enji’s reaction before adding as an afterthought: “Hope you don’t mind, Endeavor.”

“Of course not.” The words fly out of Enji’s mouth before he can stop them. The red-haired hero shifts awkwardly and looks away. Of course he has a fucking problem with what’s happening here! Hawks is pornographically pleasuring himself in an employee facility! On one hand, Enji is absolutely appalled at the gross disrespect Hawks has for Endeavor and his agency. On the other, he completely understands Hawks’ so called “ritual.” Everyone has different ways of unwinding after battle. It’s a hard job that they do, after all.

Several feet over, Hawks squeezes the contents of the tiny bottle into his hand. A thick, clear substance flows easily into his palm. “It’s lube. I bring it with me when I’m out of town – it’s a very specific formula that allows me to get justttt the right stroke in.”  He reaches down to apply some of the lube to his already-hard dick. His eyes flutter shut as he begins to coat his hard dick with the lubricant.

 “Jeez….yeah, that’s the stuff.”

Enji tries to ignore him, blowing steam out his nose. What an annoying bird! He glances back over and sees that Hawks is now looking directly at him, stroking that stiff cock of his.

“You wanna try some?” Hawks asks, indicating the small bottle of supposedly special lube.

“What?” Enji asks in absolute disbelief.

“You heard me.” Hawks’ face has broken into a sly smile. He drops his dick and starts to slowly saunter towards Enji’s shower area. Within a few strides he’s next to Enji, holding the lube bottle out like a peace offering.

“Why the hell would I want that?” Enji huffs, uncomfortable of the general nakedness in the room.

“To help you let loose! You’re wayyyy too high-strung Number One. You need to clear out the ‘ole pipes!” Hawks’ grin is nauseatingly shit-eating as he says this. Enji wants to smack the bottle out of his hand and then give the 22 year-old a smack across the face for good measure.

“Hawks.” Enji fumes, “Go back to your shower and I’ll forget this conversation ever happened. I’ll even let you pleasuring yourself publically slide since you did my agency a favor today. Now get out of my face and leave me alone.” Enji resumes lathering his hair, hoping the blonde will take the hint and go the hell away. After a moment, he looks up to check – only to see that the Winged Hero is glued to the spot, hand still outstretched with his X-rated offering of lube. The shorter hero’s eyes are a bit glassy, a storm of emotion rolling across his retinas. When he speaks, his tone has completely changed – it’s softer, almost gravely.

“I mean it, Number One. You’ll be able to unwind so much more easily if you just rub one out. In fact…” Hawks pauses to lick his lips, his pink tongue darting across his even cupid’s bow. “…I could do it for you, if you want.”

Silence. Enji stops shampooing his hair.

It’s as if all of the air has been sucked out of the room as Hawks’ words reverberate against the shower’ room’s flawless acoustics. Did he just offer to…?

“…what?” Enji chokes out, flabbergasted.

Hawks drops his arm and lets the bottle hang at his side. His cock is erect and shiny, still covered with a thick coat of lubricant. In his disbelief, Enji can’t take his eyes off of it.

“How about it, Endeavor?” Hawks’ gravely voice is honeyed and sweet. “All you have to do is sit back, relax, and enjoy the ride. I promise – I’m really good at it. I can make you cum in a few minutes if you’d like.”

“Hawks!” Enji blusters, reaching blindly for his towel as Hawks takes a step towards him.

“I know you want me.” Hawks’ eyes are a deep, liquid golden and filled with curiosity as he takes an obvious look at Enji’s package. “I’ve seen the way you look at me sometimes. Sidelong glances at team up briefings, checking out my ass before we go in for joint interviews with the newscasters. And look – you’re half-hard just at the prospect of me getting you off.” And it’s true – Enji looks down and sees that his own dick is growing increasingly harder as the conversation continues. He moves to cover himself with a single large hand. The damn towel is just out of reach.

Hawks flaps his wet wings, splattering Enji with tiny raindrops of hot water. He lifts off the ground a bit, coming towards the Flame Hero. Enji steps backward quickly to avoid a collision. Within moments, his back is against the warm tiled shower wall as Hawks hovers in front of him, contemplatively.

“You want me.” Hawks doesn’t say it as a question, but rather states it as a hard, biting fact. The Winged Hero’s mouth curves into a teasing smile when Enji doesn’t argue.

Of course Enji wants Hawks.

For months he’s been taking more and more notice of just how…attractive he finds the younger hero. Typically civilians, reporters and peers are too intimidated by Enji to flirt with him. And yet Hawks does. Hawks has been a massive flirt since their first encounter – he pushes and prods and smirks in that unique, infuriating way of his. He has never been afraid of Enji – and to a hero who has never known tenderness from others…that is so incredibly sexy.

“Shut up, Hawks.” If looks could kill, Endeavor’s glare would have Hawks buried 6 feet down in a grave. This makes Hawks’ smile grow impossibly larger. He’s hovering at eyelevel with Enji, his wings flapping powerfully behind him to keep him alight. Hawks moves impossibly closer until the two are a breath apart.

“You’re such a noble man, Number One. You saved – what – 40 people today? Let yourself relax. Take what you want.” Hawks whispers smoothly, his breath damp and hot against Enji’s face.

Enji closes his eyes and breathes out slowly, trying to regulate himself to keep his face from bursting into flames from the sheer intensity of this exchange. Hawks notices the shift and moves to give the larger hero airspace. He drops to the ground, letting his wings fall into their typical resting place behind his back.

Enji takes a few deep, calming breaths before he opens his eyes and looks down at the now-grounded Hawks.

“We can’t.” He says stiffly, shifting on his feet. He feels his now fully-erect length bounce against his toned stomach.

Hawks looks up into Enji’s piercing eyes and shrugs.

“Fine, we won’t hook up. But you’re hard as a rock right now, Number One. You’re going to need to jerk yourself off to get rid of that before you walk through the halls of your agency. One look at that hard-on and your employees are slapping you with a sexual harassment case.” Hawks points down at Enji’s dick without looking. The Flame Hero groans in embarrassment and exasperation. He can feel his cheeks flush at the comment – if it wasn’t apparent that he was into Hawks before, it’s undeniably clear now. His hard cock is a blatant acknowledgement of his attraction to the Wing Hero.

Hawks, as usual, continues to do all the talking.

“Okay, let’s compromise.” He says, looking Enji straight in the eye. The blonde pops open the bottle of the tube in his hands and makes a show of pouring a glob of thick gel into his left palm. “I’ll start you off, and then you finish the job.”

“What!? Wait, Hawks - ” But Enji finds he can’t finish his sentance as he’s overcome with the feeling of Hawks’ lubed up hand sliding down to the base of his cock. His eyes widen in horror as he watches the blonde spread lube across his impossibly hard erection and begin to slowly jerk him off. He then glides his hand up the length of Enji’s cock, pumping just beneath the sensitive head a few times before sliding back towards his balls.

“Tell me to stop, and I will.” Hawks’ voice is syrupy, but there’s a serious undertone to it. Enji can tell that for once, the blonde is being sincere.

Enji says nothing.

Hawks takes this as permission to continue. He works at Eni’s cock for a handful of moments in a way that makes the larger hero see stars. After a few minutes, Hawks drops to his knees for a better vantage point – allowing for easier access to Enji’s cock and balls with his capable hands. Enji is absolutely melting into the tile wall behind him. He can’t remember the last time he’s been touched like this. Hawks is so confident in his delivery – he seems to know exactly where to touch to maximize Enji’s gratification.

As usual, Hawks has a wide smile plastered on his face. He’s clearly enjoying the view as he looks up at the imposing planes of Enji’s muscled body from his place on the ground.

“Alright, Endeavor. Let’s see how you like the Fierce Wings Tremor. It’s a special move I’ve been working on.” A small feather detaches itself from Hawks’ wings and flutters down beneath Enji’s balls; it flattens itself against his testicles and begins to lightly vibrate. Hawks continues to pump Enji’s cock, and the red-haired hero can’t help but let out a soft moan at the incredible combination of sensations.

“That’s so hot Number One. Keep making that noise.” Hawks practically moans himself as he feels Enji’s member twitch between his fingers. He stares, eyes wide, as he admires just how thick and hot the Flame Hero’s massive cock is. He’s enjoying the way he’s making Endeavor into a large, sex-starved mess. Enji lets out a long, low moan as the blonde rolls a lubed-up finger across the head of his cock. Hawks licks his lips, pausing before he asks an unthinkable question. “Endeavor…mind if I suck your dick?”

Enji goes silent. Hawks notices the way the older hero’s body is suddenly tense again. Endeavor’s wall is back up.

“Hey – it’s fine. We can just keep doing this.” Hawks soothes, continuing to tug at his colleague’s length.

“Hawks…we should stop.” Enji’s voice is almost an octave lower than usual. His eyes are a bit glazed over - a mixture of exhaustion and desire making them hazy.

“But Number One, I’m just getting started!” Hawks says airily. “Let me at least make you cum. I can do it so much faster if you let me use my mouth a little.”

Enji sighs deeply, steeling himself. “Hawks. You know my wife has been hospitalized for quite some time. This isn’t something I’m used to – it’s been so long since I’ve been intimate with someone, my lust clearly is impairing my judgment here. So well I’m flattered that you want to do this, I think this is a good stopping point.”

Hawks lets his feather drop away from Enji’s balls. It flies up and returns to it’s allotted spot on the underside of his left wing.

“Oh…you mean you haven’t…since you and your wife?” Hawks’ eyes widen a bit in understanding. “You mean no one’s gone down on you in like…what – 10 years?!”

Enji shifts uncomfortably, avoiding his gaze.

“Hold on Number One – have you ever gotten your dick sucked!? It seems like you were fine with all of this until I mentioned giving you a BJ.” Hawks says incredulously. Enji can understand his disbelief. Hawks is young – he’s 22 and horny. He’s likely only been having sex for a few years now so it’s all still new and fuzzy and electric. Enji remembers being young like that – making out with a classmate his last year at UA in order to get closer to her Pro Hero father, losing his virginity in the back office of his work study to a much older Pro Hero to get put on better cases and patrols. These few sexual experiences had been relatively quick and emotionless for Enji.

The truth is – he and Rei had gotten married so young and for the sole purpose of producing strong, unbeatable Todoroki heirs. Nights with Rei had been purely transactional. The couple had done what was necessary to create a child, and no more. Sex for Enji had never been focused on pleasure – it had become a tool to get what he wanted.

And yet…he remembers how he had felt in his twenties: being so horny he could barely stand it. There were nights he couldn’t wait to get home from work to fuck his wife just for the feel of her tight around his cock. He looks back at those memories now, ashamed at the way he had always put his needs above her own. His wife had deserved an attentive lover, not someone who was always taking. He was always just showing up to her bed to get off and plant his seed.

“Hey, Number One – you tired? You’re zoning out on me.” Hawks snaps Enji’s thoughts back to the present with his sarcastic, lazy drawl.

“To answer your question truthfully…no, I’ve never had oral sex.”

Hawks throws his head back and laughs. It’s not mocking though – he seems more tickled with the situation than anything.

“Well lucky me – first one to suck off Endeavor.”

Enji’s eyes widen in disbelief.

“You can’t seriously mean you’re going to - ” But he’s cut off by the achingly wonderful sensation of Hawks’ mouth on his dick. The winged hero has slipped his lips around the mushroom head of Enji’s thick cock, and is sucking softly. He looks up at Endeavor, his eyes mischievous.

“Hawks, we can’t do this.” Enji says firmly. His dick is saying otherwise – pleasure the likes of which Enji has never known is coursing through his length as Hawks uses his tongue to swirl circles around Enji’s tip.

Hawks extricates himself from Enji’s cock with a wickedly wet “pop” of his lips. He tilts his head to the side and looks up questioningly at the Number One hero.

“Why not?” He says simply. Enji meets his gaze and doesn’t miss the way that the winged hero’s pupils are blown wide with lust.

“Well for one, this facility is open to all of the male heroes in my employ. This is not a private setting whatsoever.”

Hawks shrugs. “I don’t mind getting caught. Besides, if any of your sidekicks tattle on us, no one will believe them. The top two heroes going at it? Ha! Even I can’t believe it – and I’ve got your dick in my hand right now.”

Enji cocks an eyebrow. “Your indifference to this is insane.”

“I’m very chill. Sue me.” Hawks takes a moment to roll his shoulders and shake out his wings. “But if it would make you uncomfortable, I can post some feathers outside the door so we get plenty of warning if someone decides to come this way.” Instantly, two tiny feathers shoot out from Hawks’ wings – zinging through the hallway, past the lockers and out of sight.

Hawks looks up at Endeavor with shining eyes of gold, his expression hard to read. “Better?”

Endeavor huffs. “Not quite. Hawks - we’re colleagues. This is inappropriate. Think of what people would say if they found out.”

Hawks snorts. “Endeavor…do you know how many Pro Hero’s I’ve fucked in the past year alone?”

Enji had always known there was a big hookup culture among Pros, especially the younger ones. How could there not be? The Pro Hero community is filled to the brim with attractive, talented individuals who share a common goal. It’s no surprise that Hawks has been sleeping around with their colleagues.

“Fair point.” Enji concedes. Hawks gives the Flame Hero’s cock a light stroke in response, grinning. Enji tries to ignore the wave of pleasure that washes over him at each flick of Hawks’ strong hand.

Enji deliberately holds Hawks’ gaze, and avoids looking at the way the blonde’s hand is wrapped around his hard member. “But then there’s this – Hawks, I’m old enough to be your father.”

Apparently this was the wrong thing to say. Enji instantly regrets the words leaving his mouth when he sees a maniacal gleam light up in Hawks’ eyes.

“Oh, I’ve definitely thought about that already...” Hawks leans in and licks a hot stripe up the underside of Enji’s cock, causing it to twitch. He looks up at Endeavor with his big beautiful golden eyes and says the next word in a soft whisper.

“…Daddy.”

At the word, something inside Endeavor snaps. He’s all lust, completely overcome with the need to shove Hawks to the ground, to teach him a damn lesson with his thick, fiery cock. He wants to bend the winged hero over and fuck him until he cries out for mercy. Hawks is strong, sure. But Endeavor can say with almost complete confidence that he is stronger. It would be easy to turn the tables here, to ensure that Hawks is the one breathing heavily, begging to cum.

But no, Endeavor doesn’t do any of these things. Instead he stays stock still and utters a single, harsh word in response to the blonde hero’s ministrations:

“Fuck.”

That’s all the invitation Hawks needs. He smiles broadly as he leans in and cups Enji’s balls with a rough hand. Within seconds he’s licking up and down the Flame Hero’s length with abandon, swirling his tongue in delicate patterns across the hard flesh.

“You’re too serious, Number One.” Hawks barks out a laugh when Enji’s fingers dig their way into his thick hair. “Let me help you lighten up a little.”

Enji’s face is burning hot with a mixture of embarrassment and hunger. Against his better judgment, he lets Hawks take control. The winged hero moves a hand gently massage the soft inner flesh of Enji’s left thigh for a few moments. He seems almost entranced by Enji’s thick member. Enji wonders smugly if it’s bigger than what Hawks is used to, if he’ll know how to handle such an intimidating co-

All thoughts in Enji’s mind evaporate as Hawks wraps his hot, chatty mouth around the flame hero’s cock. In one fluid motion, he slides down the shaft to take in a few generous inches. He repositions his hands so that one is still fondling Enji’s balls, while the other is slowly pumping the cock’s base.

Within seconds, Hawks is bobbing up and down on the thick dick of Japan’s Number One Hero. He hollows out his cheeks and focuses on pleasuring the head for a few moments before moving down to take a few more inches. Enji feels his dick hit the back of Hawks’ hot throat. He sees the way the hero breathes in through his nose and relaxes his muscles, swallowing Enji’s length down easily. He seems to have experience at this.

Enji can’t take his eyes off the sight – it’s so hot, so ridiculously sexy. He feels oddly…powerful? Standing above the cheeky twenty-something, being pleasured by the prince of the hero charts.

He decides to push his luck a little.

“Ah. That’s right, bow down to the Number One Hero.” He teases, winding Hawks’ golden curls loosely around his fingers and giving a soft tug. “Glad you know your place, Hawks. You belong on your knees, pretty bird. I bet I can have my assistant draw up a contract to onboard you as my own personal slut.”

Enji’s not quite sure where that last sentence came from, but it feels like the right mood. Hawks eyes widen in response. For a brief moment he seems to loose focus and chokes a bit on Enji’s dick. He moves as if he’s going to pull away for a breath, but quickly composes himself and doubles down on his efforts. He continues to sloppily deep throat Enji’s cock in the most delicious way. Enji is impressed.

“Weren’t expecting that were you?” Enji tugs on Hawks’ hair again, eliciting a moan from the back of the Number 2 Hero’s throat. The vibration of the groan ricochets up Enji’s dick and through his body like a bolt of electricity. “Oh, you liked that?” Enji gives another soft pull at Hawks’ beautiful damp curls before moving his hands down to grip the hero’s jaw. Enji makes eye contact with the blonde to ensure that he’s not being too rough. He then shifts his weight a bit and thrusts lightly into Hawks’ mouth. Hawks accommodates him easily, continuing to breathe through his nose as Enji gains some speed, fucking his face.

They continue in this way for a bit – Enji giving and Hawks silently taking. After a few minutes, Hawks taps Enji’s leg lightly to indicate that he needs a break. He pulls his mouth off of the Flame Hero’s dick with a wet smack, drool dripping down his chin. His eyes are unfocused and fucked-out. Any cheeky façade has all but vanished.

“Endeavor…” Hawks whispers hoarsely, dropping his forehead to rest against Enji’s muscular thigh for a moment as he catches his breath.

“You…You can call me Enji.” The Flame Hero says softly. “While we’re doing this.”

“Enji.” Hawks says, rolling the name around his tongue. “Enji. It suits you.”

Hearing the name come off of Hawks’ lips feels almost…intimate. Enji’s not sure if he likes it.

“What should I call you?” Enji says softly, moving his hand to card through Hawks’ thick hair.”

A pause.

“Just Hawks. I don’t have any other name.” Hawks says in a small voice. He sounds broken, vulnerable. Enji feels shaky at the tone. He never expected to speak to the winged hero with this much openness, and he’s not sure how to proceed. They rest in silence for a few moments, Hawks breathing heavily with his sweaty face on Enji’s leg and Enji awkwardly petting his head. It doesn’t feel appropriate to ask any more questions about Hawks’ true name.

After what feels like an eternity, Hawks pulls back and looks back up at Enji. He’s still on his knees, wings folded behind him haphazardly. From this angle Enji can see the blonde’s full erection, his dick full and dripping with arousal. Enji’s mouth almost waters at the image.

“Well, Enji.” The blonde smirks and narrows his eyes up at the Flame Hero. Hawks has seemed to gain back a bit of his old swagger, but his voice still holds breathiness to it. “You ready to have your mind blown by the Number Two hero?”

“I’m ready and waiting.” Enji says, as teasingly as he can. He mentally kicks himself for being so damn awkward at this.

“Well sit back and relax, because I’m about to lay down my ultimate move.” He winks, and reaches out to begin stroking Enji with renewed vigor. Enji moans at the contact and lets his head fall back against the warm tiled wall. Hawks’ movements are different now. He’s taking his time, working at Enji’s dick slowly in an effort to draw out as much pleasure as possible. When his lips wrap back around Enji’s cock, they move slowly and teasingly up and down the hard length.

Enji feels he’s fit to burst at any moment. Then he feels Hawks’ fingers beginning to wander.

“Absolutely not.” He says sharply as Hawks’ hand caresses his right ass cheek.

“Just relax and let me drive. I promise you’ll like this.”

And, against his better judgment, Enji settles back against the wall and lets Hawks work.

The winged hero continues to bob his head up and down Enji’s cock, while the fingers of his right hand slowly move between Enji’s ass cheeks. Finally, he finds what he’s looking for. He gently moves his index finger to circle Enji’s hole.

“Hawks!” Enji practically spits at the intrusion. No one has ever touched him there and it’s a jarring feeling.

Hawks chuckles but continues to circle the tight knot, noting the embarrassment in Enji’s face as he does so. He pops his mouth off of Endeavor’s dick and says soothingly “just relax into it – once you get over the shock, it feels amazing. I promise.”

Enji takes a deep breath and does as Hawks says, trying to stay loose and engage with the feeling. He screws his eyes shut with the effort.

“That’s it, Number One.” Hawks coos, continuing to move his fingers around the rim of Enji’s hole. The blonde hero moves to take Enji’s dick in his mouth again as he continues to work at his colleague’s ass. Within seconds, Enji lets out a loud, sensual moan.

“What did I say Enji? I’m a bird of my word.” Hawks mutters before he speeds up his pace.

Enji can feel himself coming undone at Hawks’ touch. The birdbrained hero was absolutely right – the finger gently circling his ass is making him see stars. That, combined with Hawks’ sensual dick sucking is driving him over the edge.

“Hawks.” He whispers. “Hawks! I’m going to…”

Hawks draws the orgasm out of him quickly, and the pleasure crashes over Enji like a wave, threatening to drown him. For a moment, he forgets to breathe as he watches Hawks quickly pull his mouth off of Enji’s cock before getting splattered with cum, the thick liquid dripping down his smooth chest.

Hawks throws back his head and laughs gleefully as he pumps Enji’s dick, helping him ride out his orgasm. Enji groans as he finishes, fireworks sparking off behind his eyes as he comes down from his high.

It takes a few minutes for Enji to come back into himself. Even after he’s finished, he’s still gasping for breath. He feels shaky and exhausted, but the happy hormones flowing through his body make him feel the most relaxed he’s been in weeks.

“Wow.” He states simply, running a finger through his bright, sweaty hair. He’s never had a sexual experience quite like that. The situation had felt so charged, so intense. The feeling is strangely addicting. He’s still exhausted, but he wants more. Is this how sex is supposed to feel!? He looks over at Hawks, who is now up on his feet and rinsing himself off under Enji’s abandoned shower.

“What a waste of water, Number One.” He says, glancing over his shoulder at Enji as he scrubs a bar of soap across his sticky chest. “If the Green Party finds out about this, they’ll come for your agency for sure.”

All Enji can do for a moment is stare. He’s never quite let himself enjoy Hawks’ beauty before. He’s always found Hawks to be an attractive man – but he had always forced himself to remain professional in his presence. That meant any glances at Hawks’ physique were stolen. Any dirty thoughts carefully tucked away without a second thought. But now, alone in the Endeavor Hero Agency shower facility…Enji allows himself to look all he wants. He wants to get his fill of Hawks before things go back to the way they usually are – the top 2 heroes. Colleagues who mostly get on each other’s nerves.

The florescent light bounces off of Hawks’ slick, wet body. His wavy blonde hair glows almost golden in the lowlight. Enji’s orgasm clouded mind thinks vaguely that the younger hero is sculpted like a piece of art – he’s all perfect proportions and thick cords of muscle. And oh, his dick…there, bouncing prominently between the Winged Hero’s muscular thighs is a formidable member that’s clearly still half-hard under the running water. Enji allows himself admire the golden happy trail that softly tapers down Hawks’ toned stomach. He enjoys the way that Hawks’ package bounces and rolls each time he shifts his weight to gain better access to the stream of hot water raining down on him from above.

Hawks continues to lather himself up, closing his eyes as he rinses the last of Enji’s cum off of his body. He has his bright red angel wings puffed out to avoid the hot water, the pose makes him look like some sort of mythological creature. A beautiful demigod chimera -half man, half beast.

Once he’s done, he steps out from under the gentle stream of water and begins to run through some light stretches. He massages slowly behind his calf, working to get the blood flowing. Enji realizes with some guilt that surely the hero’s legs have cramped up after kneeling for so long. When Enji inquires if this is the case, Hawks waves him off with an errant hand.

“I’ve been trained to withstand all sorts of crazy torture scenarios. Being stuck in a single position like that and muscle strain don’t really bother me at this point. However…” Hawks begins massaging the muscles surrounding his mouth. “I do have one helluva cramp in my jaw after sucking for so long. That happens sometimes.” He looks at Endeavor pointedly.

“Well you need to learn to take things in moderation then.” Enji huffs; half-joking, half-admonishing.

Hawks grins at him. “Try telling me to ‘Take it in moderation’ next time I’m between your thighs sucking on your-”

But Hawks’ pert response is cut short, as Enji reaches out and hauls the blonde hero across the slick tiles before he can finish his sentence. The Number Two Hero’s mouth seems to be stuck in a small “o” of surprise as he feels himself turned around   so that his round, muscular ass is flush against Enji’s spent cock.

“Hey, Number One – what are you…?” Hawks begins to ask, but Enji cuts him off again with a brisk request.

“Send away your feathers for a moment, Hawks. I’ve seen you do it before. Lose the wings.” Enji uses his most authoritative “Number One Hero” voice, and is surprised when Hawks obliges without complaints.

There’s a quick swirl of red as the soft feathers fly in all directions, leaving Hawks’ muscular back almost completely naked. All that remains are two small, feathery stumps. Enji runs a fingertip lightly around the base of one of the downy nubbins and is rewarded with a sharp intake of breath form the winged hero.

“You’re so vulnerable like this.” Enji almost whispers, caressing the tiny wing again. “I bet you never get touched like this.” Enji puts more pressure on the area and Hawks whines aloud. The Flame Hero smirks at the reaction. Now that Hawks’ full wings are gone, Enji is able to wrap his arms more securely around the shorter man’s toned frame.

“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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Hawks x reader (angst)

(credit to _yorixxxx on tiktok they inspired this)

Your mind was in its own universe, walking through a rich meadow, the smell of blue gold filling up your senses, it was almost time to go home, almost.  You almost leapt out of your chair when the clock hit 5, you little fantasy vanished, forgotten, like you.  

You couldn’t help but smile as you walked home, it was months after the incident, months.  Kiego had promised to never do it again, promised and promised and promised, but all of them were lies, though you were to blind to see it.  The familiar streets were your comfort area, you loved your life, you loved your boyfriend, his affection, your apartment, your job, everything.

As you flirted with the keys, trying to find the right one, you managed to find it.  It opened up his apartment, tonight was date night, he always did the sweetest things, he would take you out on late night flights, kiss your forehead and apologize for that one night.  His words were meaningless, but they filled you with happiness.

Before you were drowning, you head was submerged underwater and you could swim to the surface.  You were exhausted, even though it was right there, it was so close, it was in your grasp, you could never reach it.  Thats when Hawks came, he made you go head over heels for him, he was your savior, he was the one who saved you.  He picked you up, letting you take deep breaths of the fresh air, and you loved it.  You were addicted to it.

So when you opened the door, and saw another pair of shoes, you didn’t mind, you didn’t even think about any bad outcomes of this.  You quietly closed the door and set your shoes next to his, assuming he had a coworker over.  You walked up the steps into the living room, and there was Hawks with his “coworker”.

You couldn’t move, they were to loud to notice you, her loud moans, his grunts of pleasure, you could barely believe what you saw.  No, Hawks would never cheat on you, you knew Hawks, or did you.  You knew the hero, the man who saved others, the man who never broke someones heart.  But did you really know Kiego, did you know how he broke hearts, how he was a lying cheating bastard who was so toxic he couldn’t recognize your feelings.

“Hawks?”, you whimpered softly, not even knowing how to react to the lewd scene in front of you.  They both stopped, the girl, panting, a huge blush on her face turned to Hawks, “Hawks, who’s this?”, she asked trying to catch her breath.  Kiego stuttered, “J-just an old friend babe, Y/N, can you leave?’, he asked with...what was it? Irritation? Annoyance? Anger?.  

“Old friend?”, you repeated, “Were dating Hawks!”, you exclaimed, tears beginning to form, the girl clambered off of him, quickly putting on her clothes, “What the fuck do they mean Kiego?! You said you weren’t with anyone!”, she shouted.  “Y/N is lying, I don’t know them!”, he shouted, pulling up his boxers.

“You know what?! Get out! Both of you!”, you shouted over them, Kiego looked at you, shock in his eyes, the girl walked past you, she looked just as broken as you, “I’m sorry”, she whispered and quickly left the scene.  You stared at the ground, your fists were placed at your sides, Kiego walked up to you.  That voice, it made you fill up with joy, but know it felt so wrong to hear him.  “Babybird, listen to me, she didn’t mean anything”, he said.  Empty.  His words were fucking empty.

You wanted to screech, kill him, you wanted to wreck him, make him feel what you were going through.  “I already said get out Kiego” you managed to say, not bothering to speak in hopes of your voice not cracking up.  You looked up at him, those eyes, so beautiful, so ethereal.  You always thought he would only look at you like that, with so much love and passion, but behind it was emptiness.  He fucking used you.

To him you were a doll to be played with, a fucking sex toy.  You gritted your teeth when he didn’t move, instead tried to embrasse you in a hug, “Get the fuck off of me!”, you shouted, the tears finally spilling out while you kicked him, punched him, scratched him.  He didn’t let go, he couldn’t, Kiego was to selfish, he wanted you, he wanted a side chick, he wanted to fuck anyone he could but he couldn’t have you leave his side.

You were his other half, his soulmate, he truly loved you, yet he continued to hurt you, over and over and over and over.  It hurt him, sometimes he wouldn’t realize he was kissing someone else, he would try and imagine they were you, that it was your soft lips caressing his own.  That is was your walls clamping down on him, and it was your moans every time he hit their sweet spot.  Seeing you, without that smile, without that look like he was your everything made him break.

He fucking hurt you.  He did that.  “Get out Kiego!”, that was the last shout, he let go, knowing you couldn’t be with him anymore, his heart was strangled as he slowly walked over to the entrance, he’d let you stay at his apartment until you could leave.  He would give you the space he needed.  With one last look of sorrow, he left.

~~~

As the months went by, you had found a new job, away from Kiego, a knew boyfriend, a home, a new life.  It was perfect, Dabi was perfect, all that time thinking Kiego had saved you, all those times you felt like he was your savior was lies.  He blinded you, choked you, drugged you into thinking you were happy, but Dabi was your real savior.  He opened your eyes, showed you the world, real affection and loyalty, trust, everything you could possibly imagine.

Though Dabi did have his flaws, like almost burning the kitchen down when his ramen didn’t turn out perfect, he was amazing, and truly loved you.  Dabi would never go behind your back, and you would never go behind his. Ever.  

As for Kiego, he was a wreck, bringing home girls almost everyday.  They weren’t the same, they never were, you were truly one of a kind.  He was sobbing, he was forgetting your touch, your lips, you voice, it was all fading away.  He was desperately trying to salvage what was left of you, he had pictures of you in his bedroom, he cooked your favorite foods, he only dated people who looked like you but it was never enough.

Every night, their moans never riled him up, their lips wrapped around him never was the same, they never tasted as good as you, their kissed weren’t as sweet or filled with love.  Their eyes never held the same fire as yours, never the same passion.  Your sweet smell was slowly fading away to, one of the only things he had left.  

he had even bought the same perfume you would wear just to scent things and try to keep it in pristine condition.  As for the girl he was dating behind your back, seeing her walk into his office everyday made him gag, she couldn’t even compete against you.  

After months of not being able to hear your voice, enough was enough, he opened up your contact, there were tons of messages from you, left on read from when he was cheating on you and he didn’t bother to reply.  His fingers manuevered over the keyboard.

He didn’t know how to start this off, would he say sorry? Hi? How are you?, he then just settled on Hey, nothing really complex or to formal.  His heart was beating faster than ever, he set himself down at his counter, his wings flapping lightly at the prospect of you replying.

You were making dinner, just some rice and fish since you didn’t feel like making something to extravagant.  Your phone dinged next to Dabi who was watching a show, he lifted up your phone, narrowing his eyes at the unknown number.

He stood up and walked over to you, unlocking your phone to look at the message, “Hey, doll, who’s this?”, he asked, staring at the conversation before you found out Hawks was a cheating bastard.  You had deleted his contact, thinking you also blocked him.  You grabbed your phone and looked at the message, trying to remember who it was.  “i do-”, you cut yourself off when you saw the previous text messages.

“It’s my ex, you don’t need to worry about him”, you said, turning your phone off and kissing Dabi softly.  He hummed happily, his hands snacking around your waist and massaging your inner thighs.  You turned off the stove and fully turned around to kiss him, things quickly escalated, your bra was off and your panties were thrown somewhere.

Dabi was on his knees, your legs on his shoulders while he devoured you, you tugged at the roots of his hair, whining and moaning for him, crying out with he hit the perfect place.  Your orgasm was quickly building up, and then your phone rang.  Dabi pulled away from your lower lips, a scowl on his face while he glared at your phone for ruining the mood.

You picked it up, scowling when you saw it was Hawks, you did not want to talk to him, “Who is it?”, Dabi asked, tracing circles into your thighs, “my ex”, you grumbled, your thumb was about to press decline but Dabi stopped you,  “Answer it babe”, he said, you whined softly, “Why?”.  He smirked, “Do it baby, for daddy~”, he said, you pouted and answered the phone and brought it up to your ear.

Hawks wings were flapping widley when you picked up, his heart was racing, he wanted so savor your voice, memorise it, imprint it in his brain so when he manages to win you back its like you never broke up.  Like he never cheated.  Like he really was your savior.

Dabi leaned back down, and started to kiss your lower lips, his tongue traveling over your clit.  You held back a moan and managed to greet your ex, “Hello Kiego”, you said, you were greeted with a happy Hello.  Hearing his voice made sadness seep into your heart, but you were through with him, you were done, you had Dabi.  

“Why are you calling me”, you asked, your hand slithering down to pull at Dabis hair, you knew being this close to your orgasm, plus the thrill of being on the phone with Hawks was only going to end in something bad.  Dabis skilled tongue pushed into your sopping wet hole.  Your hand quickly covered your mouth, staffing another moan.

“I-I guess I just missed you...”, Hawks mumbled from the other end, “I was a fucking dick to you, I cheated on you twice and thats not right”.  Your orgasm was quickly building up again, Dabi removed his tongue and easily pushed in 2 digits, his mouth started working on your clit.  Your thighs clamped down on his head, trying to make this oh so more pleasurable.

“I was wondering you know...if we could start talking again?”, he asked, Dabi then hit the special spot he knew by memory, you couldn’t help but moan loudly.  A huge blush adorned to your face, “U-Um a-are you busy right now? C-cuz I can t-talk later?”, he suggested.  “N-no, I want to finish this conversation”, you mumbled, “I just ran into the corner of my dresser”, you lied.  Dabi was pinching at your thigh, you knew he didn’t want you to hang up.

Hawks was leaning back into the chair, a generous amount of lube coated his hand, he gripped at the base of his dick, squeezing softly, trying to replicate your walls.  He bit his lip, god just you alone had him painfully hard, and the moan that came out of the other end of the phone was the cherry on top.  His thumb ran over his sensitive head, over his sensitive slit, and rubbed back and forth.  At this rate Hawks could cum any second.

“Could we maybe meet up at the building I use to fly us to?”, he asked.  You bit your lip, another moan rising up, your release was so fucking close, you could feel it.  Your hand gripped at his wrist, not wanting him to pull away and take your sweet release with it.  “S-sure”, you were in a daze, Dabis wrist snapped forward, roughly hitting your sweet spot.  Your eyes rolled back, your body spasming and your walls fluttering around his digits.  Your sweet juices leaked out of your spasming hole.  Dabi removed his fingers and quickly started to lap at the juices.

You thought you hung up, your thumb missed and instead you put him on speaker, you started to moan and cry out, it was turning into to much, “Y/N..?”, you heard hawks through the speaker. “FUCK!”, you shouted, quickly hanging up before you could reply.  Dabi was laughing, and your face was flared with embarrassment.  He got up from his kneeling position and helped you off the counter.

Your knees were wobbly underneath you, Dabi carried you to the bed and finished what he started.

The mess on Hawks chest, there were no words to describe it.  He had cummed harder than he has ever cummed before, the thick white liquid shot out in thick salty white ropes.  His post orgasm soon kicked in, a hollow feeling burned in his chest.  He wished it was you instead of them, he wished he payed attention to you.

He wished he brought you around to parties since he knew how much you loved to dance, he wished he brought you flowers, and held your hand, he should’ve given you all his hours when he had the chance.  But know your dancing, but your dancing with another man.

And although it hurts, he’d be the first to say he was wrong, but he hoes he buys you flowers, and holds your hand, take you to every party because he remembers how much you love to dance.

[animesmutfest]

Hawks x Reader

You look at the clock in disbelief as the hand strikes twelve. You sat on the couch drinking wine with tears running down your face. Your husband is no where to be found. Again. Its your fourth anniversary and he has not been home at all today. Suddenly you hear the door unlock but you don't even look your just take another sip of your wine. You could tell he was at least tipsy as he stumbles in the house. He looks over to you and see your cup and tear streaked face. Walking closer he realized you’re dressed up and a card lays on the cushion next to her reading happy anniversary. Before he could even speak you start. "Two years. You haven't been here for an event for two years. You've missed even our own daughters birthdays." You say seething with anger. "Y/n listen" he starts. "You know what Kiego?! You can go fuck yourself! Get the hell out!" You scream at hawks throwing his jacket and shoes at him. "Come on Y/N do you really want to end things like this? Please don't give up on me!" He says pleading. "You have missed every single family event the past two years. If you want to drown in a bottle or use work as an excuse, me and our daughter deserve better than that!" You scream while crying. hawks now crying as well sinks to the floor realizing that you wear right. Every single family event for the past two years he has either been working or drinking. "Ill stop drinking babe! I wont ever drink again if that's what you want!" He cries. "I don't want you to do anything but be the man i thought i married. But i cant even trust you to do that considering you're never here" you shout. "Okay y/n ill leave. But i promise you I'm going to do better from here on!" He says walking out the door.you close it behind him and sink to the bottom balling your eyes out. His heart breaks as he hears your cries, the cries that he caused.

He gets in his car and drives to a hotel to give you space. At the hotel he cry's into his bottle of jack thinking about the facts and the facts are her has not been there for his own family. His two year older daughter ember is 3 and he hasn't been to her 2nd or 3rd birthday parties. He's always just told y/n something came up. "I really am a pathetic excuse of a man. My wife is perfect and my daughter is my pride and joy but I still do shit like this. I'm never fucking around when I need to be" he says crying harder. Back at the house y/n pretty much cried herself to sleep. The next day you send him a text telling him to stay away until he can prove to his family that we come first. He gave a simple okay response. You spend the day with ember playing with her and cooking dinner for her. Once you put ember to bed you head to your own room. You lay in bed with no one beside you and the loneliness makes you cry again. "I just wish he was here" you say as you drift asleep.

Six months later:

A few months ago I was strong enough to invite him over for dinner. Ember was with her grand parents as to not be involved in our issues. We made a deal that he would stay at a hotel and every weekend he can come over for dinner. So far he has made more time for our family than he ever has. He even has a glow on him now that he isn't drinking. That's right, he stopped drinking after that night. And tonight after six long and lonely months you really wanted him back home. He invited you out on a date at a nice restaurant and your mom offered to keep ember. You hear the doorbell ring as you make your way down stairs. He's wears a nice pair of pants and a button down. And this is what you have on with your hair in a pony tail.

"Wow... you look stunning babe" he says blushing. "Thank you kiego" you say blushing as well. You both leave and head to the restaurant. Once you are there the staff seat you and bring a bottle of wine. "Oh sir I don't drink thank you though" he says pushing the bottle away. "You sure you don't want any?" You asks. "No love I'm good you enjoy yourself" he says smiling. Impressed you start talking to him about how he's been and how work is. Come to think of it you haven't seen him even look at a drop of alcohol since that night. After a while he grabs your hand and looks into your eyes. "I miss you y/n and I miss ember" he says kissing your hand gently. "We miss you too kiego" you say softly. "I've been thinking a lot and would it be too forward of me to ask if I could stay over tonight?" He asks putting his head down a bit waiting to be rejected again. You have seen his efforts and he really has gotten better. Plus I really do miss him. You think to yourself blushing a bit. "You can come home kiego" you say shyly. His face lit up and he rested his forehead on your hand in relief. "Thank god..." he says as a single tear falls down his face. "C-can I kiss you y/n?" He asks. You grab his blazer and your lips crash onto each other's. You pull away blushing and ask him to take them home. He happily complies and after paying they head home.

As soon as they open the door you pull him into another kiss but this one more aggressive. His wings puff up a bit as things heat up. He takes his blazer off and pulls you close to him deepening your kiss. He pushed your back against the wall sliding his hand up your dress and grabbing your ass. You moans into the kiss at his touch and his mouth slowly moved down to your jawline then neck. Your moans are light as your hands rubs on his arms. "Can I please take you baby? It's been so long and I think I might lose my mind." He asks desperately. "Please kiego" you moan. He picks your up with your legs around his waist and walks you upstairs to the bedroom. He kicks open the door and places you on the bed with him between your legs. His mouth attacking your neck desperately searching for your voice. As your hands feel all over one another his head trails down to your panties and he licks your clit through the fabric making your body tingle a bit. "Don't tease me baby... please, I really need it" you say squirming. He smirks "As you wish baby" and slides your panties to the side and he begins to devour you. "Fuck~!” You moan as you tug on his hair a bit from the pleasure but also trying to show resistance. You use your hand to muffle your moans but this made him stop completely. He looks up at you with feral eyes. "I haven't touched you in over 6 months baby... move that fucking hand and let me hear you." He growls at you. His eyes even looked different as if he was truly an animal And you were his prey. You do as your told and slowly move your hand. He wastes no time going back to his meal. His hands now gripping your thighs to keep you in place as he slides his tongue inside you. "K-kiego ngh yes baby~" you moan loudly  as you squirm under him.

He repeatedly moves his muscle in that motion and slurping you up as he pulled out. "I fucking missed you dove... your taste is even more delicious" he groans as he gently sucks on your clit. Your hips buck into his mouth as pleasure consumes you making you feel like melting into him. Minutes went by like this as you’re edged closer and closer. His mouth creating lewd noises as you gush over and over again. But soon to feel a tremendous pressure in the pit of your soul. Your moans slowly becoming whimpers. "I can feel it baby... cum for me dove" he groans as he laps at your throbbing pussy. Your breathing becoming quite heavy as he worked for your juices. "I-I I'm cumming  ki- fuuuck" you moan wildly as he laps up your cum faster than it can come out of you. He suddenly takes one of his feathers making it sharp and cuts off both of your clothes before he lines himself up with your pussy. He shoves himself completely inside you unexpectedly causing you to cum again. Your mind melting as you clentch hard around him. He looks at you and leans down to your face. "Did my baby just cum from me putting it in?" He smirks. You nod shaking as your hands wrap around his neck. Without another word you kiss him deeply as he starts thrusting into your tight pussy. "I-I'm so sorry baby I can't control myself" he growls as he then pulls out of you and aggressively flips you on all fours and shoving himself back into you. You cry out in pleasure as he pounds into you at inhumane speeds. His hand digging into your hip and the other gripping your arm behind your back. You feel another climax close as your skin collides over and over again.

Feeling you grip him tighter he slows down a bit but slams into you as hard as he can again and again. "Yes! Yes! Yes baby aaahhh Break me!!!!" You cry out and after a few thrusts like that you begin to squirt all over the bed. He stops amazed at what just happened. "Damn baby... I didn't know you could do that" he says blushing. You couldn't speak just moan and pant. "Let's try that again shall we?" Flipping you on you back and lifting your hips to meet his while you upper body still on the bed. "This time I wanna see it" he says licking his lips. He slides back in and goes at it like he never left. He loved the way you looked right now. Feral and completely destroyed because of him. He drools at the sight of your wet pussy being filled by him, by the way your breasts bounced harshly because of his thrusting. Your completely a mess under him barely being about to say anything besides incoherent words and whimpers. Soon you feel that strange sensation again as you neared another orgasm. "Ki! Aahh daddy~" you cry out as you grip his thighs. "Do it baby!" He moans and with that you being to squirt all over his lower stomach, cock and legs. This time much more intense as your mind went hazy for a few moments. He doesn't stop though and thrusts into a few more times before slowing down and running his hand on your stomach. "I think it's time we gave ember a sibling~" he moans. Your eyes weakly looked at his and all you could do was smile. He thrusts into you one final time as his shoots his cum deep in your womb. "God b-baby you feels so good" he moans as his cock twitches inside your throbbing pussy. You both catch your breath before cleaning up the bed and yourselves before falling asleep.

The next morning the sun beams through the room as you wake up. Kiego sleeping peacefully next to you. You kept thinking about last night blushing from what he said about giving ember a sibling. "Well if that's true then maybe I should help him out achieving that goal" you think to yourself smirking. You knew he was a heavy sleeper so you crawl between his legs and slipped his boxers off. You grab his already hard cock and slowly pump him causing his muscles to jump a bit. After a few pumps you slowly lick around the tip and suck on it softly. He moans in his sleep and his breathing pattern become irregular. You then smirk and shove him completely in your throat quickly and wastes not a moment deep throating him. He wakes up moaning loudly pulling back the blanket staring at you with a red face. "B-baby what ahh~" his moans not allowing him to speak properly. You ignore him and climb on top slowly sinking yourself down on him. His head falling back into the bed from the pleasure. You roll your hips into his instead of bouncing making both of you moan aloud. You pull him back up and wrap your hands around his neck while he’s gripping your waist. His mouth sucking on your neck harshly leaving marks everywhere his tongue danced. "I'm so close baby~" he moans into you and he thrusts into you. You throw your body back and grip his thighs as you bounce on his cock forcing your skin to slap against his own.

His grip tightens as he nears his climax. Your pace quickens as you chase your own climax as well. "Feels s-so good daddy~" you moan into the air as you clench around him. "Shit dove I-I'm gunna cum" he moans as sweat beads on his forehead. "Fill me up d-daddy. I want it deep inside~" you moan as you cum hard on his cock. He fucks you back harder and soon after he feels himself about to cum. "Fuck yes baby! Mmmmph shiiit~" he growls as his cum fills you deep. You lean forward keeping him inside you and kiss him passionately. He grabs the back of your head deepening the kiss slipping his tongue in. He pulls back and looks into your wild eyes panting. "What's gotten into you?" He says. "You said you wanted to give ember a sibling so I thought I'd help you out" you say smirking. He laughs a bit before kissing you again. "Then let's spend the day making sure we achieve that goal. What do you say love?" He says as he gets hard again still inside you making you moan. "Yes daddy" you say.

[vangoghmusings]

status | kiego takami x reader

a/n: hello! here is chapter three of this hawks multi part fic, i hope you guys are liking it so far! this chapter is a bit steamer teehee

previously: chapter two

pairing: kiego (hawks) takami x fem!reader

word count: 1.1k

warnings: cursing, sexual innuendos, nudity 

links: playlist | wattpad

taglist: @mixfi​ @lilacskyura​ @katsuhoee​ @star-mum​ @moonlightinsanity​ @domhoni​

⫷ chapter three: revenge ⫸

Kiego was stunned. No one ever said no to him, especially not women. Was Y/N truly that against heroes?

They returned to the set for the next set up and photoshoot session. As much as he tried to stay focused, he still couldn't believe she said no, to him.

Women swoon over him, yet here he was, puzzled by the woman standing before him. Kiego was standing beside the campaign director as the photographer snapped solo shots of Y/N. She was bent down, her knees to her chest. For this portion of the shoot, she was modeling with the cologne bottle. She held it in her delicate hands and close to her bare chest.

"No wonder she's one of the best models...I'd buy anything if she advertised it," Kiego mumbled to the director. The director replied with a chuckle.

"She's an incredibly hard worker, with the power and status she holds, its a no brainer how many companies want her. This is her first time working with Chanel, but so far she's been more cooperatives than other models we've had in the past."

Kiego nodded. Cooperative? For work clearly, but not around him.

"Gossiping much?"

The two whipped their heads around to see Ruisu. "She's worked hard to get here, of course, more than anyone else."

"She's quirkless right?"

Ruisu shushed Kiego before nodding.

"Yeah, that's why she's so headstrong and independent. She never had the help of quirks and was determined to make it without them."

Kiego eyed the model before him. At a glance, he would think her quirk is beauty or even persuasion. But in reality, nothing about her was special, so she became someone who was. He turned back to Ruisu.

"Why does she hate heroes?"

"I think that's a story she should tell you herself."

"Then how do I get her to go out with me?"

Ruisu laughed.

"You think you have a chance?"

Kiego frowned slightly. Ruisu was right. He may be the no. 2 hero, but to Y/N, that was all the more reason to hate him.

"How can I get a chance?"

"She doesn't date. She doesn't let people get close to her. It would take a miracle for her to say yes."

He narrowed his eyes in thought to Ruisu's response.

"Guess I'll have to make a miracle happen-"

"HAWKS! ITS TIME FOR YOUR SOLO SHOOT!"

Kiego nodded and walked up to the set. Y/N was slipping her robe on.

"You're doing great by the way," He said with a smile.

She eyed him, the wheels churning in her head.

"Yes."

"What?"

"Let's go out after this."

Kiego froze. He didn't do a thing yet the miracle happened before his eyes.

"Seriously?"

She nodded and adjusted the blonde lock of hair that had fallen on his forehead. She twirled the lock in her fingers and smirked seductively before letting go.

"Seriously."

She turned around and walked to Ruisu, who handed her water with a look of curiosity.

"What was that?" Ruisu asked.

"You told me to get out there right? This is me putting myself out there." She took a sip from the bottle, her lips wrapped around the top. She tossed Keigo a wink, he replied with blushed cheeks.

To Y/N, this was a simple game. She knew Kiego didn't really care about her as a person. To him, she was the first woman to say no to him. She was simply a complicated Rubix cube he needed to complete in order to get in her pants. He simply wanted to sleep with the no. 5 model in the world. And she was not having it. Y/N was more than a pretty face with a talent for being behind a camera. She was intelligent and quite a bit devious. Kiego's forwardness would work like putty in her hands. This was her opportunity to get revenge on heroes as she knew it.

The camera flashed for Kiego one last time.

"Okay that's a wrap people! The video portion of the campaign is next Friday. Details will be sent out soon. Otherwise, showers are on the 3rd floor and have a good night!"

The staff cheered, it was a long days work creating such a set.

Y/N grinned, proud of her work and proud that she didn't rip Kiego's pretty face off.

"I'm going to go shower and get all of this gel and oil off of me," Y/N said to Ruisu while grabbing her bag. "I'll be back in 20."

Ruisu nodded.

"Got it, great job today!"

Y/N beamed and waved as she headed up the stairs and to the showers of the building. Kiego followed behind, watching the saw of his hips as she went up the stairs.

"Stop staring," She said clearly, turning the corner and entering the unisex bathroom.

Kiego shook his head and followed behind her. Staring? He'd never admit it.

She opened the curtain to one of the shower stalls, Kiego stepping into the one beside her.

"So is stalking celebrities something you just do for a hobby, sir hero?"  Y/N purred while she slipped out of the skin color pieces of clothing. The couldn't see each other, but Kiego certainly wished he could see her.

"No, its quite a new thing," He answered, taking off the tan bottoms. He heard the sound of her turning her shower on before she answered.

"You've been staring at me all day."

"It's the first time I've seen you in person. I couldn't help it."

Y/N rolled her eyes at his cheesy reply. She stepped under the showerhead and poured shampoo in her hair.

"You didn't do too bad yourself. You may not be a professional model, but you did okay."

Kiego smiled softly to himself while lathering his toned body up with soap to wash away the body oil. Maybe he was already getting through to her.

"Shit," Kiego heard her mumble. Before he could ask her what was wrong, he heard the sound of his curtain opening. He turned around, his eyes nearly bulging out of his skull at the sight. His mouth gaped as his eyes raked up and down her body. It was better than anything he could've imagined.

"Down boy," She smirked and walked towards him. She grabbed the soap bottle from his hand and squeezed some into her hand. "I just needed to borrow some soap." He nodded slowly, watching her every move. She was mesmerizing. She gave him a small wave before slipping out and back into her shower stall.

‘Holy shit.’ 

Kiego shook his head and continued to shower. He heard her humming faintly. It was like she was teasing him.

She was. Y/N knew exactly what she was doing. Her every move around the hero would be calculated. It was the only way she could truly get revenge. To break his heart.

[vangoghpoets]

status | kiego takami x reader

a/n: hello! this is chapter two of my hawks multi part fic. i hope you guys are liking it so far! also, ruisu is an oc inspired by my lovely bb @lilacskyura

previously: chapter one 

pairing: kiego (hawks) takami x fem!reader

word count: 1.5k 

warnings: cursing, sexual innuendos

links: playlist | wattpad

taglist: @mixfi​ @lilacskyura​ @katsuhoee​ @star-mum​ @moonlightinsanity​ @domhoni

                                   ⫷ chapter two: amateur ⫸

"So, we have a special someone who is joining us for the campaign!"

Y/N sat still with her eyes closed while the makeup artist worked on her. It was Friday, the day of the Chanel cologne campaign.

"So its a collaboration?"

Ruisu asked, looking up from her phone. Her black hair was tied back, accentuating her freckled cheekbones. If Ruisu wanted to, she could probably become a model too. However, with her analysis quirk and impeccable sense or organization, she found joy being an assistant, especially to as someone as kind as Y/N.

"Yes, he should be here shortly," The campaign directed replied.

"I should've known, it is a cologne campaign after all," Y/N mumbled while the makeup artist applied the false lashes to her lids.

"He's probably super hot," Ruisu giggled, crossing her legs and turning to Y/N. She simply rolled her eyes in response, sitting up and sipping from her iced tea.

"You know I don't like mixing my love life with work."

"What love life?" Ruisu questioned with a cocked brow. Y/N scoffed and placed her hand on her chest as if she was in agony.

"Ouch Ru, sorry I haven't found anyone up to my standards."

The hairstylist came in and greeted Y/N before getting to work.

"I just think you should put your self out there."

"I'm basically on every other billboard in Japan, how much more out there can you get?"

"I don't know!" Ruisu sighed. "I guess you're just intimidating."

Y/N took a sip from her tea and smirked.

"Good."

The stylist proceeded to brush Y/N's hair and add large amounts of gel to it, in order to attempt a "slick wet" look.

The shoot was supposed to give the look of a sensual shower scene. Glass panels, mirrors, blue lighting, and a steam machine were all prepped. The only thing that was left was semi-nude Y/N and the elusive special guest.

Once the stylist finished with her hair, Y/N stood up, tightening her robe and tossed her empty teacup in the garbage.

"He's here!" The director exclaimed and called Y/N over, Ruisu following.

Walking in and standing next to the director was a tall, tan, and fit blonde. Each step he took radiated with confidence. Y/N crossed her arms over her chest and narrowed her eyes at him. She recognized him right away, and to say she was angry was an understatement.

"Y/N, this is the Winged Hero Hawks!"

Hawks stepped towards you and extended his hand.

"Please, just call me Keigo," He said, his voice like velvet.

Y/N pursed her lips and shook his hand politely.

"I don't work with amateurs so I hope you can keep up," She said tartly, turning on her heel and walking towards the set. Ruisu sighed and faced Keigo.

"Sorry about her, she's not too fond of heroes."

"I can tell," He replied with a slight chuckle.

Kiego was ushered to a change. The staff dressed him in tan boxers that matched his skin, the idea was to look as nude as possible. They began to apply makeup and the artists gushed at having the no. 2 hero in their presence.

Y/N eyed him and scoffed. Ruisu walked over and handed her a bottle of water. Y/N cracked it open and drank.

"You doing okay?"

"Not really," She mumbled while closing the bottle. It wasn't known amongst the media but anyone who was close to Y/N knew she had a deep-seated hatred for heroes.

When Y/N was 12, her little brother drowned at the beach. At the time, She had a broken ankle from soccer and was left with no option other than to call for help. She was sobbing and screaming, unable to help her brother. She was quirkless after all. No heroes came. Eventually, the police came, but it was too late, he had already passed. Y/N constantly beat herself up about the death of her brother. He was only 7 and was gone so quickly. As she got older, she placed more and more of the blame on heroes. No one saved him when she needed their help the most. She had no adults to help her either, her and her brother were adopted by a woman who was well on in her years. By the time Y/N was 18, her adoptive mother was already 74. Ruisu and her mother were the only people she had. Despite her fame, she was incredibly lonely.

Kiego eyed Y/N, who was ranting to Ruisu, while the stylist did his hair. Sure he had seen her on the television, news, practically every billboard in Japan, but he had never truly seen her. He would be lying if he said he wasn't excited when he was told he would be working with her. It appeared to be true what all sources had said about her. She was serious, intimidating, and meant business. But most of all, she was devilishly attractive. Being one of the top models across the globe would make that obvious, but to Keigo the shoots and photographs didn't capture how truly beautiful she looked. It would be safe to say that she was his celebrity crush. He watched as the makeup artist stepped towards her and touched up her skin. She spoke to the staff so kindly and thanked them for every little thing. She was known for being a delight on set but always willing to do her best. That kind of ambition was something Kiego admired. A lot.

"You're all set," the stylist told Kiego. He stood up and walked towards the set. The makeup artist walked over and began to apply oil to his body.

"Oh heh, that's kinda cold," He mumbled. He had done several photoshoots in the past, but nothing as sensual as this. He would be the face of this cologne, a lot was riding on his shoulders- er, wings.

Y/N glared at him and turned to Ruisu.

"This is exactly why I don't like amateurs."

"Oh c'mon be nice-"

"Does it look like I want to be fucking nice right now? They're making me shoot with this moron of a hero-"

Ruisu raised her brow and gestured to the water bottle in Y/N's hand. She sighed and rolled her eyes, opening the bottle back up and chugging.

"Just, be professional. You don't really want hero hater publicized around the world."

Y/N nodded and placed the cap back on.

"I know, I know."

"Okay, everyone! We start shooting in 5."

"Thank you 5!" The staff, Ruisu, and Y/N cheered. She handed Ruisu the water bottle and slipped off her robe. Underneath was a sheer tan two-piece, giving the slight illusion that she was in the nude. Keigo's eyes nearly bulged out of their sockets at the sight. She turned to face him.

"You ready?"

Keigo nodded, his usual cocky confidence coming back.

"Of course."

The two stepped onto the set. The photographer came forwards to give his instructions.

"Okay so we want seduction, we want sex, steamy, but make it gorgeous. Yes? Yes."

Kiego nodded slowly, the photographer's French accent making it difficult to understand what he was inferring.

The photographer began to pose the two models. He had Y/N press her hands and chest against a glass panel. He then had Kiego press his chest against her back. He tried his best to hide his blush.

One of the staff members turned on a speaker, playing music to add to the atmosphere of the set. The lights were dimmed and the blue lights were amplified.

"And, ACTION!"

The photographer began shooting, Y/N adjusting her poses slightly. To say she was a professional was an understatement. Behind the camera, she was pure art.

"C'mon Hawks get in there! She won't bite!"

Kiego nodded and placed an arm above her, giving a dominating effect. Y/N posed by resting her head on his chest, her lips parting slightly.

'If this is what she looks like posing, I wonder how she looks-'

"HAWKS! FOCUS! Give me more sex, more arousal! Be the alpha!"

Returning from his daze, he nodded.

"Gladly," He growled lowly.

He lowered his head and bit down on her neck, causing Y/N to gasp from shock.

"YES YES!" The photographer cheered, snapping pictures rapidly. "You own her Hawks! Your scent drives her crazy!"

Y/N tried to stay focused and ignore the misogynistic chants from the photographer. She continued to pose while Keigo became more self-assured, running his hands along the curves of her body. He was beyond happy to be paid to lay his hands all over her.

"Y/N turn! We need a new angle."

She nodded and turned to the side, giving a profile of her curves. Kiego was mesmerized, she was glowing under the blue lighting. She made it all look so easy. Y/N raised her hand to cup his cheek, posing and pressing her lips against the side of his mouth.

"YES YES YES!" The photographer cheered.

After 30 more minutes of posing, the photographer gave them a break. Ruisu tossed Y/N her water bottle as she stepped off the set.

"Hey, do you want to grab drinks after this-"

Kiego's proposal was stopped by Y/N holding up her finger as she drank from her bottle. She let out a cool "ah" and closed the water bottle.

"No." She answered curtly.

[pervysenpaix]

Me when God starts his list of why I’m not entering the kingdom of Heaven and reading this is number 1.

Honeypot

AO3 Mirror

tag: double penetration in one hole, cum eating, snowballing, Rut/Heat Cycle, boypussy, squirting, quirk shenanigans, blow jobs, cunnilingus, threesome

Summary: Hawks is hit by a strange quirk, just before his Rut....

And a meeting with Dabi.

Huge thx to @pervysenpaix for Proof reading!

Art isn't mine, located on pinterest!

Keigo laid on  the exam table, experiencing an entirely different, uncomfortable experience with the Commission appointed Doctor. He laid there, feet planted in stirrups, as the Doctor examined the brand new orifice between his legs.

“Well Hawks, good news is everything looks normal. You seem to have a fully functional vagina. The quirk you were hit with is confirmed to be temporary, but unfortunately we have no idea how long it lasts. Just that it varies from person to person.” 

He pulled the hospital gown back  down before taking off the gloves and tossing them in the waste bin. He adjusts the stirrups so that Keigo can relax his legs after such an invasive and painful exam.

“Since all others affected by this quirk have had drastically different symptoms for unspecified lengths of time, you will be off duty for the foreseeable future. Other heroes will be forced to pick up your slack.”

Keigo sits up. “That’s it? Nothing else? No idea how this will impact my regular spring cycle?”

The Doctor shrugs noncommittally. “Not enough well kept or recorded data on it. We’re giving you until the end of your cycle, before checking in with you. Until then you are free to go.”

With that he leaves the room and Keigo gets re-dressed in his Hero Costume.

Keigo soared over the city to his apartment. He regretted all his life decisions up until then, because how was this his life?

Finally reaching the window to his high rise, he slid it open and floated inside and began shucking his clothes off.

He could already feel the itch of his rut under his skin. It was hot and angry as it spread. A feather went to crank up the air conditioning, while he made his way in all his naked glory to his bathroom.

Stumbling in he caught himself on the cool tile, relishing how it chilled heated skin, if only briefly.

He rested there, breathing deeply as he felt something slick sliding down strong thighs.

He looked between his legs and was met with the jarring evidence that his dick really is just gone.

Between his legs Keigo can see the slick nub of his clit nestled between the engorge lips of his pussy.

He watched as his pussy produced more and more slick that was so thick it was running down his thighs.

“Fuck.” 

The winged hero stumbled over to the shower and turned the cold water on full blast.

He threw himself into the shower and sighed as cold water washed over flushed skin.

Maybe this wasn’t going to be as bad as he thought it was.

He was wrong. Horribly horribly wrong. 

Keigo had been laying in his bed, going at it for hours. Various sex toys lay around him as he writhes on his sheets.

His rut had finally hit and it was fucking him up in a whole new way.

With his normal rut, Keigo knew what to expect. He wanted to fuck everything. Just find a tight hot hole to fuck and sink his knot into.

Usually he got help from Rumi, the older woman  having similar experiences with her own quirk. She could easily subdue and move him if he went a little too feral, while also riding his dick like she was mad at it.

But she couldn’t help this time.

Even having explained the situation, with the thought that he kept a strap for her in his closet in the back of his mind, she was stuck in another city dealing with the aftermath of a villian attack. 

She was needed for the search and rescue and she wouldn’t be back to Musutafu for several days.

Keigo had been in near tears at the realization that he’d be alone, which he was 90% sure was the quirk.

What he was 100% certain about was the quirk was at fault for the empty feeling that drove him to his current position.

Keigo lay there, spread eagle with a vibrator in his ass and a big fat dildo in his dripping pussy.

Both  being manned and controlled by red feathers.

The vibrator pressed against his prostate, making stars burst to life in his vision as he came for the umpteenth time.  The empty feeling only abated long enough for him to come down from high. When it was clear, he was right back to where he started.

Violently horny and miserable.

He  frantically searched for the toy he was looking for on his bed. Hand landing it, he grasped it tightly as he dragged himself up on his knees. He kneeled there panting as he looked down at the fat, thick dildo with a suction cup at the base.

Keigo brought it up to his flushed face and drooled on to  the suction cup. Saliva pooled into the cup until the man was satisfied. He hastily attached it to his headboard, throwing pillows aside.

Hastily he turned around, letting his head  fall on his forearms, as he went ass up on his bed. He felt the thick press of the toy against his pussy. 

He moaned loudly, as he bared down on the fat head of the dildo. The feel of is spreading him open was so fucking good! Keigo continued to sink further and further down the length, vaguely noting the way his cunt gushed around the toy.

Finally he got to the bottom, the cheeks of his ass meeting the wood of the headboard. 

He hummed blissfully, before he began riding the toy. 

“Oh fuck me, yes!”

Keigo dragged his hips up and down, savoring the way it filled him up over and over. He humps back on his toy, moaning as it drags over that spot inside him that makes him see stars over and over.

Again he finds himself thinking of having someone here to do this for him. The thought of Rumi lances through his mind. How she would look at him as he rode her strap. How strong thigh muscles would flex as she pinned him down and fucked him, but just as quick as it's, there it's gone.

Keigo's mind focuses on the thought of a real dick sinking into the soft pink heat of his pussy. The way it would twitch inside him as the person would come breeding him. The thought excited him so much he started going for broke on the dildo and didn't notice the voices in his living room.

"He was supposed to meet with me yesterday, but he didn't show up."

"Well he wanted to meet me and now he will. Let's see how he likes coming home to villains in his apartment. He'll be lucky if he's not dust by the end of his explana-"

"...Did you hear that?"

"Hear wha-"

A loud moan followed by wet messy noises interrupts the two men.

"Is that...what I think it is?” Dabi’s eyes narrowed as they both stood in the young hero’s apartment, heads tilted as if to hear better.

“Fuckfuckfuck!” The torrent of swear was followed by a loud moan and more sloppy noises. They were coming from down the hall, where the bedroom was.

Tomura growls when it’s confirmed what they were hearing. “Did he miss the meeting to-to get his dick wet!?” The younger man was irate as he spoke to his companion.

Dabi, who was clearly angry, but not nearly irate, glowered in the direction of the bedroom.”Sounds like it, Boss.” A scarred arm came up, flames igniting. “What do you say? Wanna go crash bird brain’s party?” The Look in his eyes spoke of nothing good and it was met with a scarred rictus grin.

Gloves decayed on Tomura’s hands as he grinned at his Lieutenant. “Let’s give our little hero a surprise.”

Both men moved in sync, trench coats trailing behind them as they made their way down the hall. The loud moaning and squelching noises got more prominent as the men drew closer. 

From the sounds of it, someone was trying to muffle themselves with a pillow and they weren’t doing a good job. Dabi and Tomura got just outside the hero’s bedroom and were able to hear the dull banging of a headboard.

“Feathered bastard must really be going at it.” Dabi muttered spitefully under his breath. He looked at Tomura. “Well, after you, Boss.”

Tomura narrowed his eyes, but reached out and touched his fingertips to the door. It crumbled in seconds and the two young men stepped into the dimly lit room, but immediately froze at the scene before them.

On the bed was Hawks, face buried in a pillow and ass up as he fucked himself on a large dildo. He looks up at the sound of their footsteps and locks eyes with the two men frozen in place.

Dabi and Tomura jaws hung open as they took Keigo in. He starred at them and hadn’t even stopped fucking himself as he did it.

His amber eyes were different, sharper, more animalistic than what was normal. More feral than usual and fever bright. They were entranced as they stared at the man.  

Keigo was paying them no mind as he raced towards his climax. He could feel the pressure building, cresting that bliss filled peak that promised to undue him if he could just get there.

He acknowledged the two men briefly, before letting his eyes fall on the toys strewn across his bed. His eyes land on a vibrator, larger than the one he had been using before, and a bottle of lube. 

Red feathers moved to grab the toy and coated it thoroughly, before it moved they moved to position in at his glistening furled hole. Keigo torturedly stopped his amorous movements to properly take the toy. As it stretched his ass, he whined burying his face in the pillow.

He could feel the way his pussy was drooling around the toy at the added penetration. Once fully seated he began the process of pushing himself to climax again. It built and built and built until he was just on the edge. Somewhere on the bed a feather rested on a remote. It turned the remote to the highest setting and the vibrator came to life.

Keigo’s vision whited out as his orgasm slammed into him. It was Euphoria spreading through his entire being.

At the foot of the bed Dabi and Tomura stood aroused as they watched the young man squirt all over the headboard before collapsing, cross eyed and blissed out.

The two villains stood there frozen, but dicks hard in their pants, not sure on what to do.

They watched as Keigo seemed to bask in his afterglow for a few moments, before he was letting out a keening sound.

His face, that was previously buried in his sheets, seems to lull up miserable and groaning when the hero's feral gaze lands on them.

Their eyes were locked like that for a few breathless moments and they stared at each other.

Keigo didn't know how Dabi found his place, couldn't focus on that for too long as he was hyper aware of who was standing in his bedroom.

Tomura Shigaraki, Japan's Most Wanted Villain.

And he appeared to be palming what looked to be his fat cock as he stared at him.

“...Heya Dabi,” he panted. “And Tomura Shigaraki, nice to final-oh fuck!” The man’s greeting was interrupted by another wave of heat surging through his veins. He scrambles forward, hands searching for something to stuff his sloppy hole with. 

He whines defeatedly, before realizing that his biggest toy is still stuck to the slick covered headboard and scrambling to his knees to grab for it, mental faculties too impeded to think of using his feathers.

When he turned and crawled to get his toy Dabi and Tomura sucked in a breath. 

The hero’s position revealed the flushed pretty pink lips of his pussy. They stared at the engorged lips, fat and reddened from what they had to guess was an intense season of the hero fucking his cunt sloppy on the toys littered across his bed. 

His folds glistened in the low light and they both licked their lips as they saw the puffy red bud of his clit, sticky with his release. Dabi was the first to speak up.

“Fuck Hero, you treat all your guests to this kind of a view?” The man looked back at the villains dazed and horny, only for him to zero in on where both young men were palming their dicks. At the sight of them he abandoned his mission for his dildo to go face down ass up on his bed.

“Fucking Christ.” Dabi breathed as the rustle of a belt could be heard in the loud panting filling the room. 

Keigo whimpered, looking back at both men. "Got hit by a quirk. Accelerated my rut and gave me a-a…" 

"A sloppily wet pussy." 

Keigo's eyes snapped to lust blown red ones. 

Tomura has undone his pants and has taken out what is truly an impressive dick. It's thick and long and uncut as he strokes a dangerous hand over it.

His eyes are glued to Keigo's cunt as he strokes his dick. "You look more like a bitch in heat, bent ass up waiting to take cock. You need to be dicked huh, Hero?  Need us the stuff your fat juicy pussy?"

Keigo keens as he moves a hand under him to play with his clit. "Shit need it-Fuckin' empty, and it won't stop." He's fingers moved further down to spread the glistening lips of his pussy as he shifted down to the foot of the bed.

Dabi and Tomura stare transfixed as they watch wet pink walls clench and twitch around nothing. They drink closer until they're the hero is within arms reach.

"Goddamn that's hot." Dabi now had his own hard length in hand, languidly stroking it. His head was tilted as if he was thinking, but the heated stare he had on Keigo's pussy let him know exactly what that was.

"Please f-fuck me. I n-need it. Need something fat t-to fuck my pussy." He was still toying with his clit.  "P-Please fuck my pussy." His sopping wet cunt dripped down his hand.  "Need to be d-dicked—Fucked full of come."

Keigo was going out of his mind. There were two here, two people that could fuck him full. Yes they were villains, but none of that mattered more than stretching his virgin cunt on said villain's dicks, until they left him dripping with it like a pretty little cocksleeve.

His skin was on fire with its sensitivity. Everything was too much and not enough at once.

That is until a hand caressed down his back. It was hot and rough and the tease of metal let him know who it was. 

"Arch that back a little more for us Pretty Bird." Knees hitting hard wood floors could be heard. "Let's see how fast I can make you fall apart on this tongue, Birdy."

Keigo felt hands come up and moaned as thumbs stretch apart, before a hot wide tongue licked up his cunt and across his asshole.

"Ah—Dabi!"

There was a dark chuckle before mismatched lips were kissing the older man's cunt. Keigo couldn't help the way he grinded back on the taller man's face.

Tomura watched all of this from the sidelines and stroked his cock. The way Keigo keened as Dabi ate him out sparked something inside him.

Without a second thought the younger man walked to the side of the bed to climb onto it and plant his fat dick in Keigo's face. The panting young man's gaze locks on the villain's dick.

Tomura smacked Keigo's lips with his dick a few times. "Open up, Hero. Let's see how good you suck dick. Maybe it'll stop me from dusting you for wasting our time." 

Keigo moaned as he licked at the sticky pre-come smeared across his lips. Nodding, he opened his mouth and used his hand to gently pull back the younger man's foreskin, letting his tongue swipe over the tip.

Tomura inhaled sharply, whining as the hero engulfed the man's cock with his hot wet mouth. He sucked slowly as he looked up into red lust blown eyes. When amber met crimson, the hot hard flesh in Keigo's mouth twitched.

Suddenly Dabi's voice filled the air. "Whatever you're doing up there, it's making him wet as fuck." Keigo moaned around Tomura when Dabi licked greedily at his pussy.

Tomura let out a groan of his own, one dangerous hand digging in hair, pinky raised, as he thrusts into the blonde's hot mouth. "He seems to like having a dick in his mouth." 

Keigo moans enthusiastically, running his tongue up the length of his dick and hooking it under the foreskin making Tomura's voice pitch higher.

"F-Fuck Hawks!" The hero looks up at the villain, mouth still wrapped firmly around his dick, tongue toying with his tip. "D-Do that again. Lick right there—Shit!

Keigo listened to the man, rut addled brain happy to service the man fucking his face. As he got into the rhythm of what he was doing, Dabi's hot tongue distracted him.

The other man was absolutely devouring his pussy. A hot tongue fucked languously into his hot channel, tasting as much slick as he could. 

Above, Keigo could feel staples drag against slick flesh minutely as the villain ate his cunt. He pulled off Tomura’s dick, letting the heavy girth of it rest against his face.

“Dabi, Dabi fuck! Deeper, lick me deeper!” His hips rutted back on the man’s face, as he begged. 

Tomura, losing patience, grabbed blonde hair in a four fingered hold and humped against the man’s face. “C’mon Hero, open your slut mouth.” He bullied his fat tip between abused lips and dragged the Hero’s mouth over turgid flesh.

Keigo started what had to be a wail, and it vibrated deliciously through Tomura’s dick. Below he watched Keigo’s eyes crossed and his hips twitch violently against Dabi’s face. 

Through all the wet squelching noise he could make out the sound of…water splattering the sheets?

Dabi pulled away, gasping before latching on to what Tomura realized, was his squirting clit.

He swore softly, sinking into Keigo’s throat and rutting into the tight wet heat ravenously.

Behind the Hero, Dabi was having a ball. He drank down the thick stream of cum, moaning raggedy as he stroked his own cock

His heated tongue massaged Keigo’s clit as large fingers fucked into him at a steady pace. 

All Keigo could hear aside from Tomura's moans was the wet sloppy sound of the villain playing with his pussy. It made him thrust into his ministrations as he once again swallowed Tomura fat dick.

The younger villain gasped as his hard flesh was swallowed, hips making little abortive thrusts. Tomura held Keigo down as he fucked his throat, whining at the tight wet heat fucking his dick.

"His throat's so g-good Dabi-F-fuck!”

Tomura watched as Dabi pulled away from the hero's cunt and looked at him. His eyes were blown wide and his face was covered in Keigo's juices. 

"Hmm damn Birdy, look at you go. You really were built to be nothing but a fleshlight huh." 

Tomura watched as the hand resting on Keigo's ass moved out of immediate sight and Dabi let out a groan. From his vantage point Tomura could see his subordinate, languidly jerking off to the sight of Japan's #2 Hero getting skull fucked by the country's most wanted and the entrancing sight of the hero's pussy being split open on scared fingers.

"Shit Tomura, listen to him gag. It's fucking hot." The young leader flushed and thrust harder. "Fuck yes, choke him on it." 

Dabi's hand sped up and Tomura's dick twitched at the sight of the other man fucking his own fist as his buried his face back in the ripe cunt before him. 

Tomura can feel drool saturating his balls, where Keigo’s lips are wrapped around the hit. Suddenly he feels a tongue lick out under his sack and can’t help the shudder that goes through him. “Shit Hawks,” came the breathy moan of the younger man. He pulled out of the sinful mouth and teabagged heavy balls into his mouth. “Suck on them,” was the ground out command.

Keigo did, laving them with his tongue, before engulfing them with his mouth. He hummed encouragingly, when Tomura began jerking off over his face.

“Fucking—Shit. That’s it Hawks, keep sucking. God you’re such a slut, on your knees desperate for Villain nut.” He groaned out as pre beaded on the fat head of his cock. “What would all your adoring fans think? If they knew their pretty pristine hero was a cock hungry bitch in heat.” His pre cum dribbled off his dick heavily and Tomura grunted watching it drip on to the man’s flushed face.

Keigo’s eyes narrowed in on it as it fell, moaning into the young Villain’s sack when it did. He watched hungrily as Tomura’s hand striped over his cock, head peeking out the foreskin, angry and weeping. He wanted the man to cum on his face. Leave him messy with it, while they fuck him. 

He feels how heavy the man's sack rests on his tongue. Knows his face would be glazed in it.

Keigo’s heat-addled brain wants that desperately.

He pulls away and fondles him as his speak, “Cum on my face.” It comes out ragged and a little deranged. His tongue lulls out and he strains his neck, trying to lick at ruvelts of pre cum. His eyes are practically glowing in the low light of the room “Let me taste your nut.” 

In that moment Tomura can’t do anything but swear. The look of him in and his begging driving him over the edge. He fuck his fist over Hawks face, hurting to his peak.

“Fuck yeah, hold your tongue out,” his voice is breaking. “Be a good lil Hero for me and swallow all of this villain nut.” He aims for his mouth, but Tomura’s climax erupts from him in hot messy thick spurts. It gets all over his face. In on his tongue. Even gets in his hair. 

And Keigo moans as his face is glazed in the man cum, only miniscule relief from the heat in his vain.

Above his Tomura, wrings the last of his cum out, before smacking his still hard dick on the avian hero’s tongue. “Clean me off, Slut.” He groans as a hot cum filled mouth takes him in and sucks him clean.

Behind Keigo. Dabi is teasing his pussy, face glistening with squirt. Tomura notices and stops him.

“Wait.” He pulls out of Keigo’s mouth as he does and ignores the way the man whines. “We’re doin this a different way.”

Dabi glares, but backs off. “Well hurry up, the only who hasn’t cum yet is me and I’m not tryna wait for whatever plan you’ve come up with.”

“Tsk. Just shut up and lay back on the bed.” 

Dabi curses, but moves to comply, swapping places with his leader and laying back. Tomura had moved behind Hawks and pulled the man up by his hair. 

For the first time Dabi got a look at the man’s face since they started. Cum covered his face in thick globs. Lips were red and swollen from getting fucked. Eye’s still glassy with need. Dabi bit his scared lip  at the site. 

Seeing the country’s pristine poster boy for justice and heroism, covered in villain cum and begging to be fucked, was a high that Dabi doubted could ever be matched. He idly stroked his cock as he watched Tomura position Hawks between his legs. 

“There you go, Slut.” His hand was still buried in his hair, pinky raised. “Show muy Lieutenant for grateful you are that made this nasty cunt,” He pressed three deadly fingers into Keigo's pussy, as he whispered in his ear. “Squirt all over your bed.”

He was pressed against his back, dick heavy on his slick thighs. He folded Keigo in half, pushing his head against Dabi’s cock. Before Dabi knew what hit him, Keigo swallowed him down to the root, sealing his lips around his dick, suckling earnestly. 

Avian eyes looked up at him, from under blonde lashes, as he hummed around Dabi’s girth. He let drool fill his mouth as he bopped up and down, enjoying the ever present tug of Tomura’s fingers in your hair. 

Keigo slurped noisily as he sucked Dabi’s dick, letting the head stroke against the velvety clutch of your throat. The moan he let out was rough and tinged with desperation, as his hips bucked up into your mouth. 

“His Goddamn mouth. Where did the Hero Commission’s perfect poster boy learn to give neck like this?” A scarred hand dug into the sheets, as he humped into Keigo’s throat. “Yeah that’s it Prettybird, swallow me—Mmph! There, use your tongue on it. Good boy.”

Keigo looked adoringly up at Dabi as he swallowed around the man. He didn’t leak as much at Shigaraki, but his long circumcised dick grew harder and harder in his throat, until it was like trying to swallow around a steel rod. But that was fine for Keigo, as long as he could swallow the man’s cum, everything was fine.

It was not fine for Tomura, however.

Suddenly the hand in blonde hair tightened and forced Keigo’s head down, until his kips were flushed against Dabi’s pelvis. The man choked and struggled, while Dabi gasped and lost control of his hips.

Gagging and choking filled the room, as Dabi cursed.

“Fuck Boss, That’s—” His words broke off, when Keigo swallowed around him. “Oh damn, Tomura he’s—”

Tomura shook his head, “You didn’t get to cum, yet Dabi.” The hand still Pumping three fingers in Hawks’ pussy, thrust deeply, as if the emphasize his words. “Use him.” The hot look in the man’s eyes sent a shiver down Dabi’s spine. He nodded breathlessly, going to sink his hands into his hair, but Tomura stopped him.

“Aht aht. I’m holding his head still, just fuck his throat.”

Between the two men Keigo whined, hips grinding back into the hand toying with his pussy, and struggling to breath around Dabi’s dick.

Dabi’s breath hitched, but he obeyed. 

Planting his feet he began fuckiong Keigo’s throat earnestly. The wet heat gripping him was intoxicating. Slick and hot around him. He gasped as it rippled around him, as the Hero tried to breath. He rutted ruthlessly into it, not letting up for a second. 

He looked to the Hero servicing his cock and felt a fresh wave of heat over take him. Keigo was looking at him with the hottest hungriest look in pinning pupils. He was still struggling to breathe, but he looked happy about it.

Face still covered in cum and all.

It was too much for Dabi to handle. Throwing his head back and sinking his dick the deepest he could manage, he came, vision whiting out.

Vaguely he was aware of Hawks choking on his cum, but he was too lost in orgasmic bliss to notice. 

What he did notice was cool air on his dick. 

Tomura had pulled the choking man off his subordinate’s still cumming cock, smirking when stray spurts of the pyromaniac's cum decorated his face.

“Aww look at our lil Hero, covered in our cum.” His fingers, still working in the man’s cunt, pulled out with a wet squelch. Without a second thought, the Villain tasted the man’s juices. “I see why Dabi was so enthusiastic. You taste so sweet.” 

The word was punctuated with a smack to his soaked folds that made the blonde keen, back arching, as he continued to shiver. 

Dabi and Tomura stared at him in shared astonishment. 

“Did he just—”

“I think he did.” 

Between them, Keigo rested with his cheek on Dabi's thigh, still shuddering. He let out a soft whimper, drawing the men's attention.

“Dabi. Shigaraki.” His voice rang with the first note of lucidity they’d heard since they approached the bed.

They looked at him with raised eyebrows.

“Fuck. Me. Now.”

The demand was clear. 

Dabi didn’t have to be told twice, “Okay Birdbrain, who first then?” The blonde huffed, clearly irritated and losing patience.

“Both.” 

Tomura scoffed. “So I guess one in his pussy and the other in his—”

“Both. In my pussy. Now.” The words hung in the air and Dabi and Tomura had a moment where they looked at each other in absolute surprise, before moving in perfect synchrocity. 

Tomura and Dabi had Keigi straddling Dabi’s hips with the latter’s dick pressing into the soaked folds of his pussy. 

Keigo couldn't tell you how he got there, before he was being sat on the man’s dick. “Yes!” He keened, back arching. He felt the man in him like a steel rod once more. He savored it, blissful in the act of finally getting fucked.

Then the fat wet head of Tomura’s cock nudged into him. The noise Keigo let out was one of indescribable relief. The man’s fat girth stretched his pretty pink cunt impossibly wide and Keigo could cry from the heat, finally abating more than a fraction.

He was jostled, and pulled out of his revelry, by Dabi sitting up. Their pressed flush together as he sett;ed into a comfy position. 

“Now! Please Gods, fuck me now!” 

Behind him Tomura chuckled darkly, careful of the small wings on his back. 

He Gives a harsh thrust, groaning as he feels the underside of his dick drag against Dabi’s. The heat engulfing him might as well be a furnace. Keigo’s pussy flutters and he practically drools at the feeling. He gives another thrust, setting out a steadily building pace.

“Holy shit, his pussy’s so good.” He gripped a tanned hip and he sped up his stroke. “C’mon Dabi, move. Fuck him with me.” The edge of Tomura’s voice was going starry around the edges.

Dabi grunted, clearly keyed up, from the friction of his boss’ cock fucking against his. His hips moved in a counterpoint to Tomura’s. On each drag out, Tomura fucked in. 

Dabi, for all his bravado earlier had very little experience with sex. The fact that he was Double penetrating the pussy of the country’s #2 Hero as a Villain with the country’s most wanted, didn’t help. Everything about what they were doing was wrong  and it made Dabi’s balls tighten just thinking about it. 

He let himself be distracted,by Hawks mouth pressing against his in a sloppy kiss. 

The inside of his mouth tasted like Dabi and Tomura’s cum, still. Strong and musky and filthy. Hell he could feel their mixed cum smearing on his cheek. The utter debauchness of the entire scenario made the young Villain fuck faster into the man’s perfect heat.

Then as if reminding him, Tomura, faced pressed closer on the opposite side, from behind. Only he wasn’t trying to kiss Hawks, he was licking their spend off a tanned cheek. Dabi pulled back, turned on even more. When he did, Tomura turned Keigp’s head to his, to feed him their combined cum.

“There you go Slut. Swallow all that villain cum.” 

Keigo did and Dabi just stared. Tomura wasn’t having it though. “Go on Dabi, feed our  Hero our nut, he likes it.”  He kissed Keigo again, without cum on his tongue, kissing deep and mapping out the man’s mouth.

Dabi simply obeyed, leaning forwards and swiping up their cum on his own tongue. When he was close enough, Tomura broke the kiss and guided Kigo’s mouth to his. He smirked as they both moaned into the kiss. 

“Uh huh, enjoy it. Fuck he just got so tight.” Tomura canted his hips, cleaning up the last on the cum on his side, before hooking a finger under Dabi’s chin and pulling him away from Keigo causing him to whine pitifully.

Without warning Tomura, kissed Dabi, feeding him their shared essence and fucking roughly it Keigo. 

Dabi was no better, hips going crazy as his boss tongue fucked his mouth. The swapped their cum back and forth, until Tomura pulled away, long strand of spit and nut between them

“Swallow it and cum in him, with me,” The words were groaned, but they were all the man needed, His hips thrust one. Two. Three. Four times, in sync with Tomura’s, before all three men moaned out their orgasm.

Their vision was filled with stars as they each felt release crash into them. Vaguely Dabi felt Keigo squirt splash across his abdomen, before he succumbed to the passion of it along with Tomura and Keigo. 

The three collapsed in a sweaty sticky heat, panting and unable to move,

Out of them all though, Keigo was the most lucid. The last thing he was aware of, before sweet unconsciousness took him, was the heat undulating under his skin abating. 

“Finally.” He shut his eyes and the world was gone.