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Everyone knew Hero work was hard work, but truthfully, there were few if any things that Mirko hated about it. Of course, there were a myriad of things she disliked; constantly having to be on in case anyone needed her - case in point her leaving the scene of a fight to immediately do more Pro work -, tabloids constantly breathing down her neck, and the abysmal dating scene were just a few things that came to mind while her hair whipped around her face.As she bounded through the city to reach her destination, leaping across building tops spewing curses and anguished cries into the wind, all she could think about was the one thing she absolutely despised about her job.Photoshoots.Official Hero photo shoots were the absolute bane of her existence. They took way too long, something always went wrong with so many big personalities in one room, and the pictures of her always looked… off.Even worse, due to an uptick in crime, the shoot was delayed, and the new release date fell perfectly right before Valentine's Day!So what was originally a normal calendar consisting of the top twelve heroes was now coming with two "Special Edition Plus Ultra Love Spreads!" The first had them pictured solo with a theme corresponding to their number month and the second featured the nation's top pairings posed provocatively for citizens viewing pleasure.As the highest-rated female Hero she was originally paired with Endeavor - much to her chagrin - but when he dropped out of the lovey-dovey portion of the shoot - much to her envy - she was placed with the runner-up, Hawks.She hadn't been jumping for joy when she'd heard about the switch, but that had nothing to do with Hawks! Mirko barely knew the guy, she'd consider him a friend but she didn’t know him, and she saw the kind of attention a lone feather of his attracted.Honestly, she felt bad for him; she'd seen him fight three villains at once and barely break a sweat but all the reporters cared to ask him about was his workout routine and if any Pros had caught his eye. She'd been on the receiving end of that kind of “journalism” far too many times, and it was unremarkably grating, so, of course, she felt for him.Mirko understood the hype to some degree. Hawks was obviously very attractive. Anyone with eyes could see that, and she was not above objective beauty! But she was never one to be consumed by the size of the person she was interested in or how rippling their muscles were, and that was Mirkos main gripe with the way people perceived Hawks.Any time they interacted he was always kind without being obnoxious, and that was something she respected in a Hero. She'd watched him “accidentally” break a reporter's camera when they tried to get shots of her ass in a precariously torn suit once. This was before they even got a chance to meet!So if she had to pick anyone in the top ten to drape herself across for this stupid shoot, she would pick him every time. It definitely helped that he was good-looking, not that the thought frequented her mind.…Well, that wasn't entirely true.People often said he had an undeniable aura about him that just lured you in and had you hanging off his every word.She would have rolled her eyes if she heard that about any other Pro, but Mirko had felt that pull once.Water dropped on her skin sporadically, breaking her from her train of thought just as she reached the venue. She looked up at the quickly greying sky and cursed when a droplet of rain hit her right between the eyes.“Just my luck!”She pushed the door open – perhaps with more force than necessary – and was immediately met with a team leading her in the direction of her dressing room and somewhere she could freshen up. Mirko looked down at her suit, she supposed blood and sweat didn't exactly mesh well with the vibe they were going for. She managed the best smile she could with an already sour mood and swiftly walked toward her room.She wiped the rain from her arms as she snagged her robe off the wall, not caring to give the room a glance, Mirko made quick work of navigating her way to the sound of running water.When she finally found the showers she felt her shoulders drop for the first time today while the steam welcomed her. She peeled her suit from her skin, tied her long hair up into a temporary bun, and stepped below the hot stream.She sighed peacefully as the water cascaded over her washing away the grime of the day - and thankfully some of the stress - Mirko lathered herself as she listened to the sound of heels clacking along the tiles and muffled conversations faded into the background and allowed herself to relax.Her mind drifted in a brief moment of serenity. Unfortunately, it floated right back to her previous train of thought, all roads currently leading back to that damn blonde!She thought back to the first real conversation she had with him.The weekend after ranks were revealed everyone went out for drinks, and honestly, it was a typical clubbing night for a bunch of young adults that rarely went out; kinda boring but fine, until Hawks showed up.He definitely wasn't the party type the tabloids portrayed him as, wild and downing liquor like it was water, but he definitely brought a certain life to the club.Hawks offered to buy her a drink in celebration of her making the top five; she would've taken him up on his kind gesture if a bunch of other heroes hadn't beaten him to the punch. Instead, he covered her for a round of water in exchange for a dance.Mirko eyed him through the crowd as she sipped on her water, trying to figure out his angle. He hadn't been sleazy when he asked her at all. In fact, his tone was barely flirtatious, which made her wonder if he wanted a dance or a dance. They'd always been cordial with each other at best, so the sudden interest in her was fascinating.Don't get her wrong. Mirko knew she was beyond sexy - she didn't work hard on her body just to save people alright - but still, she was perplexed. She wasn't used to whatever weird pleasantries Hawks was doing. Guys who usually wanted to buy her drinks did just that, fucked her, bragged about it, then moved on to the next girl as soon as the novelty wore off.Mirko cringed and placed her empty glass on the bar. She refused to let those memories ruin her night and with her promotion there wouldn't be many more chances to party soon, so she threw caution to the wind and let her curiosity lead her through the crowd. “There she is!” He cheered, tipping his drink to her “Congrats again, number five! Finally got some well-deserved recognition.”She hummed inquisitively, a sly smirk splitting across her face “So you've been keeping tabs on me?” Hawks leaned closer so he wouldn't have to yell over the crowd's noise. His minty breath fanned over her neck, sending a shiver up her spine “I like to keep my eye on the competition.”“Since when are we competing?” Mirko snickered and quirked an eyebrow. “Aren't we all?” Golden eyes bored into crimson as he gulped down the rest of his drink.“You plan on talking about work all night, Hawks?” Her eyes raked over his body, and a sliver of his toned stomach caught her attention. Thankfully, she had enough self-control that her gaze didn't alert him. The same could not be said for her voice.“I owe you a dance.”She tried to distract him from the sound of attraction in her words by plucking the empty glass from his hand and setting it on a nearby table. With a loose hand around her forearm, he pulled her closer, their bodies moving in clumsy rhythm to the club music.As the music transitioned into the next more sensual song, Mirko moved closer, letting his hand fall just below her ribs, and she placed one of hers on his jacket-clad bicep. Her hips swayed to the beat as she hummed along to the lyrics, his fingers brushed against the small of her back.The way Hawks was looking at her sent her heart thumping - in more places than her chest - she'd often seen that same look of adoration after saving civilians, but this one was different. It had an edge to it that made her knees weak. He stroked her side idly with his thumb, his half-lidded golden eyes twinkled in the low lights with an inkling of desire.It electrified her.Mirko blamed it on the alcohol at the time, but she still felt that buzz when they interacted from time to time. She could feel it ever-present and annoyingly distracting at that very moment. She wondered if she'd feel it again when she saw him. An annoyed groan bubbled out of her at the thought. Mirko couldn't believe a couple of months of no action had her thirsting after her coworker. She toweled herself off, vowing she would have the utmost professionalism today and instead let off some steam by herself when she got back home.She donned her robe and made her way back to her dressing room. She even managed to make small talk along the way! Just as she reached her door, she heard a clattering in the room across from hers, theirs left ajar.“Shit!”“Is everything alright in there?” Mirko peered into the room from across the hallway, ready to help if need be.“Yeah, I just…”Hawks looked up at her like he couldn't believe his eyes. “tripped.”He cleared his throat nonchalantly and pulled himself up by the doorframe. He gave her a once-over - lingering a bit too long on her bare face for Mirkos liking - and stepped out looking impressed. “I thought for sure you bailed on me!”“And miss this,” She gestured to his outfit “Never!”He had on a white toga with a sash that hung off his left shoulder. There was a golden belt at his waist, cinching the flowy fabric that fell just above his calves.She'd rarely seen him without his jacket, let alone with his body oiled and muscles on full display, she knew he had a bit of a sleeper build, but this was beyond her expectations. Hawks extended his wings and struck a godlike pose to pull the whole look together.“Very creative!”She feigned a scandalized gasp as Hawks shot an imaginary arrow at her chest. He looked so triumphant - and unreasonably adorable - she couldn't help but snort and burst his bubble. “Cute, but you got the wrong side.” Hawks looked down to find he had, in fact, missed her heart, but there was still an air of playful determination in him. “Guess I need more practice!” He took a step towards her, all smiles and bright energy radiating off him.Today was going to be long.“Oh!” Came the high voice of a woman power walking down the hallway with a rack of garment bags in tow “Ma'am you have perfect timing! I was just looking for you.” She grimaced, waving away the honorific “Just Mirko is fine.” The young woman nodded politely and readjusted her glasses “I'm Yume, I'll be your makeup artist and hairstylist today!”Mirko returned her kind smile and followed her lead into her dressing room. She felt eyes on her, so she stopped and looked over her shoulder “Don't you have somewhere to be, Cupid?” Hawks blinked down at her twice and floundered for a response, then left wordlessly. Weird.Yume ushered her to the makeup chair, and Mirko mentally prepared to be primped and preened over for the next hour, at least. This was the part of photoshoots she despised the most. No one ever got her shade right, the makeup made her look aged five years, and they were so focused on making her sexy she looked near unrecognizable by the end. She had a little bit of faith in Yume, given they were similar skin tones, but still, her expectations remained low.“All done!” Mirko snapped out of her daydreaming as Yume spun her toward the mirror. She didn't know what she was more shocked over the fact that her makeup only took fifteen minutes or that she looked like herself. Dare she say she looked… cute!Mirko was stunned by her appearance. She was hardly the girly girl, but she seldom got the chance to enjoy her feminine side. She pondered if she had come into this experience thinking too negatively. Who knows, today could end up being fun! “And finally, your outfit!”She gawked at the “outfit” in question in pure disbelief “What the hell is that supposed to be?!” Yume looked quizzically at the short skimpy overalls and cropped floral shirt “Uh… a gardener?” Mirko stared at her blankly, mouth agape.“You've gotta be kidding me.”———————Mirko rolled her shoulders, trying to relieve some of the tension from the first round of photos. She could still see flashing lights every time she closed her eyes, but at least she got a snack out of it! She continued her crunching down the hallway until she heard an annoyed groan.“If you took a breath, I'm sure you could-” Yume cut Hawks off, distress clear in her voice “Respectively, you saying that isn't going to help me!” He relented immediately with a shaky chuckle “Fair enough.” Mirko rapped a knuckle quickly against the cracked door and caught Yumes attention “He botherin’ you in here?” She teased.She widened the door to see her in full view and assess the situation. If she had looked Hawks’ way, she might have caught a split second of his astounded reaction to her outfit, but alas, he had a killer poker face. Yume shook her head and let out a frustrated sigh.“Manually drawing these,” she gestured angrily to a half-done kiss mark on Hawks' neck “is eating into my very strict schedule!”“I can help.” Both of their heads whipped towards her at breakneck speed. Mirko shrugged and finished the rest of her carrot. “The faster you're done with him, you can start on my makeup, we can do this shoot, and I can finally go home!”She eyed Hawks “As long as you're comfortable with it, of course.” He picked stray fluff off his pants and reluctantly met her gaze. “Yeah, it's cool.”Mirko waltzed into the room and knelt in front of Yume so she could apply the lipstick and gloss on her in record time. She pressed her lips together once, as instructed, and moved to squat in front of Hawks.As she crouched in front of him, she took in his new outfit for the first time.His black dress shirt was open just above his navel, the last two buttons leaving her imagination running wild. His slacks fit distractingly perfect when his thighs filled them as he lounged in the chair. Mirko thanked the heavens her peripheral vision allowed her the sight of them flexing and fidgeting below her.Yume pointed with the end of a brush to her incomplete mark where she needed the first kiss. Mirko angled her head to quickly press her lips just to the left Hawks bobbing adam's apple and waited for her next instructions. “Here.”She kissed him ever so delicately on his left pec as ordered and took note of the way his heart thrummed in his chest.“Alright, last one.” Yume said sing-songy as she pushed the fabric of his shirt aside and directed Mirko to place her final kiss on his abs. She brushed a stray piece of hair out of her face and leaned down, her breath hitching when she pecked his tensed stomach. Her own heart raced as she lingered for a moment just watching his chest rise and fall until Yumes voice snapped her out of it.“That's perfect, thank you so much! If you could get into your next outfit, I'll be with you shortly!” Mirkos lips pulled into a tight toothless smile as she nodded in acknowledgment and left without a word.She walked to her room - deceptively calm - and pressed her heated forehead to the cool door once inside. Her lips buzzed when one of her fingers shakily reached up to touch them, Mirkos clit throbbed incessantly as she thought of how soft Hawks skin was and how good he smelled.She screamed internally as she ripped her finger away and wiped her clammy hands on her overalls “What the hell is wrong with me?!” She wondered out loud, her eyes squeezing shut for a few breaths.When Mirko finally felt like she could resist the urge to rip the door off the hinges she blinked her eyes open and stared at her reflection. What the hell was happening to her? She is Mirko thee Rabbit Hero for fucks sake! Feared by many, lusted after by more, and her pride refused to let Hawks - unintentionally - best her!After stripping to her underwear she rolled on her tights and ripped the garment bag open to reveal her final outfit “Perfect!” She remarked with a devilish grin. It was, of course, a bunny suit. Mirko pulled the cream fabric up her rich sepia brown legs and noted how beautifully it complimented them along with her hair. Once she finally got the bodysuit situated and it hugged every curve tight like she wanted she turned to admire herself in the mirror. She smirked watching her reflection bend and flex sensually. Damn, Mirko would fuck herself if she could looking like that!Hawks had made her flustered all day. It was only fair she returned the same energy. In that moment she didn't care whether or not he wanted to fuck her, no one could resist her charm!When Yume finally opens the door she's already sitting comfortably wrapped in her robe like a decadent present ready for the shoot.Mirko couldn't help getting excited as she began her routine, slicking the front of her hair to the side and pulling the rest of her long white locks into a high ponytail. Yume touched up her lips and added light touches to her eyeshadow. Then she pulled out a darker pallet and went straight for her neck. Yume adorned her with painted hickeys and a very prominent bite mark right on the juncture of her neck.Once she was done dusting her skin with an array of deep purples and reds Yume spun her toward the mirror for a final time. “You're all done!” Mirko shed her robe and drank in her appearance bathed in an angelic light with her neck a myriad of sinful marks. She looked perfect. With each click clack of her heels against the tile of the hallway she made her presence known when she finally made her entrance on set with Yume in tow.Mirko walked methodically slowly up to Hawks, he turned to the source of the noise and was stun-locked in the middle of the set just staring at her.She watched his lips fight to form some sort of coherent sentence, but all that came out was a soft, almost inaudible “Wow.” She raked her scarlet eyes over his body as she joined him on the backdrop - half for the charade, half for her own enjoyment - and let them linger on his neck. He was sporting similar bruise-like marks.The time for chit-chat was short-lived when the photographer got to work, and they were quickly reminded why they were actually there. Directions were guided to them by people she could barely make out through the bright lights. The poses started out tame; her hand placed gingerly on his exposed chest, his fingers loosely wrapped around her waist, her chin tipped away like he was telling her a saucy secret.Then the photographer barked “Yume!” and she appeared between them in the blink of an eye.She was quick to lightly apply the same lipstick and gloss on Hawks she had on Mirko, this time intentionally messy and smudged. Yume turned to Mirko and did the same to her, then swiftly walked away and disappeared.They were immediately back in the swing of things with the eroticism dialed up to the max. They moved as directed; his teeth posed provocatively over the bite mark on her neck, her chin tilted up with his lips a mere inch from hers, his cheek pressed against her bosom as he cradled her waist and gazed up at her.At this point, they were just funneling her with things to fantasize about once she was at home. “Whew! Get these two a room!” The photographer broke into boisterous laughter, ushering the rest of their crew to do the same before abruptly cutting them off. “Alright, get them off my set. Send in the next pair.”She scoffed in disbelief and turned to Hawks who was blinking at her dazedly. Mirko gave him a kind smile and twirled to return to her dressing room. She could feel his eyes glued to her as she descended down the hallway.Mission accomplished.———————After begrudgingly putting back on her suit - she silently cursed herself for not bringing spare clothes - she ignored the late evening chill and gathered her things to leave. Mirko said her goodbyes to Yume and the other staff as she gently pushed the front doors open, her jaw dropping as she stepped outside.“Urgh!” She screamed into her hands at the sight of the consistent rainfall. Of course, the moment she was beginning to have a good day something had to come and ruin it.“Just my fucking luck!” Her foot thumped angrily against the wet pavement as she took a few aggravated breaths and tried her best to maintain the rest of her composure. Hawks strolled up next to her and startled her as he inhaled the smell of the rain deeply, then turned to her. He stuck out his palms and offered his umbrella and hoodie to her. Mirkos eyes darted between the two then up at him. “I'm not leaving until you take one.”She grumbled for a moment before pulling the hoodie over her head and thanking him softly.“Great choice.” He took a step closer and opened the umbrella over their heads. She sneered and pulled him down by the collar of his jacket. “Hey, you said take one!” Hawks leaned into her grip, his face split into his usually endearing signature smile that was currently pissing her off.“I lied. Now are you gonna let me walk you home or do we have to argue about that?”A part of her was absolutely willing to stand in the storm and argue with him just to prove a point but she knew he could be just as stubborn as her.Mirko stewed and shoved her hands in his hoodie pocket “Let's go before this picks up anymore.”The trek to her apartment was quick and mostly wordless on account of the heavy rain and their not wanting to be spotted by anyone.When they finally reached their destination Mirko turned to him. He had done something nice for her; it was only right that she returned the favor, her vibrator could wait. “I've got something to take off that makeup if you wanna come up.” She offered earnestly.He nearly tripped over himself following her up to her apartment.Once inside she hung up his umbrella to dry and ushered him to her couch as she went to retrieve the wipes. After her return, they sat silently wiping away the makeup and she pretended not to see him checking out her place in her peripheral.“You missed a spot.” She mentioned offhandedly as she finished cleaning her neck. He wiped the remaining product from his lips but continued to miss a smudge just below it. “Did I get it?”Mirko snorted “Not at all.” She folded her own makeup wipe over to a clean side and rubbed at the corner of his mouth.She bit the inside of her cheek in concentration, trying and ultimately failing not to stare at his parted lips.Were they as soft as they looked? Was it a lingering stain or were they always that shade? Had he noticed her staring? She thought absentmindedly until suddenly she no longer had to wonder as someone closed the decreasing gap between them.They were supple, even softer than she imagined, almost graceful as he leaned into the kiss, and when her tongue flicked to lick his bottom lip he tasted of mint.Had he anticipated this?A strike of lightning broke the pair apart and reverberated through her sensitive ears. “Sorry I don't know what came over me!” She bolted away from him, her fingers shooting up to touch her lips, the buzzing feeling making its return. “Are you joking? I thought I was reading things wrong all day! I thought I made you uncomfortable earlier…” Hawks rubbed at the back of his neck nervously “and at the party.”Huh, so he had been interested in her then. “Wow.” His jaw dropped a little, obviously perplexed by her surprised reaction. “What? You can't blame me, we were drunk!”"I was hardly tipsy.”Hawks laughed in disbelief “Even if I was drunk, of course I would want you! Fuckin' everyone wants you Mirko!" He was exasperated like he was wasting his breath by stating something so obvious.Therein lies the problem. Everyone wanted Mirko. An achievement to be had, the newest sex symbol, just another notch in someone's belt. Would someone want her beyond the suit? Would he?"It's Rumi."He repeated it once, half in astonishment, the other half dripping in desire. Hawks caressed her cheek affectionately "I want you so bad, Rumi.” Hawks held her jaw gently and guided her into another kiss. It was sweet and tender and true to his word full of want. She could get used to this. He swallows her moans as she trailed her hands under his jacket and up his toned chest. When her thighs rubbed together she could feel herself growing wet just from his kisses.“I- Sorry, I'm not used to… that.”She swallowed hard around the lump rapidly forming in her throat at his quirked eyebrow, she quickly waved away his concern. “Just a shitty dating history” Well less dating more pumping and dumping but there was no time to trifle with pedantics thanks to his look of pity that made her stomach churn uncomfortably. She shook off the creeping insecurities and turned to her favorite form of deflection.“Think you can stack up any better?” He scoffed, an eager arm pulling her into his lap “Please, you won't remember any of those assholes after tonight!” Her laughs transformed to moans as Hawks nipped and sucked at the sensitive skin just below the fluff of her ears. The warmth of his tongue undulating against her ushers back a buzzing tingle that shoots straight to her pussy. He nosed away the fabric of his hoodie to continue his journey of leaving behind red marks on her neck that would later bloom into a beautiful purple.Mirkos grip on his hair urges him back to her waiting lips. He's barely on her before she deepens the kiss, their tongues clashing messily while his fingers roam over her skin. Still, after just admitting he’s been wanting to fuck her for months he didn’t wander higher than mid-thigh.Fortunately for the both of them, Mirko did not possess that same level of restraint. She swallowed his groans as she groped his already half-hard cock over his pants “Mm, you're just as pent up as I am.”He pecked the corner of her mouth and pulled her closer, her barely covered pussy pressed right against him, a fiery look in his eyes. “Then let's do something about it.”…Maybe she had judged him too fast.He shrugged off his jacket and scooped her up in his arms keeping up the heated makeout without missing a step. Once they blindly stumbled into her bedroom she dragged him down to the mattress with her, stripping him of his shirt in the process. She ran her fingers up his bicep, following the corded muscles to his shoulders. Hawks maneuvered her suit off in a way that left her in just his hoodie. The sight of her below him stopped him in his tracks momentarily, no doubt taking a mental picture of her to savor later. He trailed sloppy open-mouthed kisses down her body and nuzzled into the soft skin of her warm leg when he reached his destination. With the new angle she had to bite her lip not to unleash a debauched moan at the sight of his shredded back.He sucked on a sensitive part of her thigh and dragged a finger from her fluffy bush to between her folds “You're so wet already.” He remarked with a hint of smugness in his voice. Hawks descended on her, overcome with the need to taste her.Though she could feel the desperation radiating from him, Hawks was slow in his exploration. He flattened his tongue and dragged it up her cunt moaning unabashedly against her. He swirled it around her clit and was pleased to hear her shaky gasp urging him on as he caressed her legs.He moved down to her entrance dipping his tongue in for a moment before slurping up and savoring her arousal. “You taste so good Rumi.” It wasn't the first time she'd heard it but something about his wrecked voice accompanying her real name had her absolutely dripping.Two fingers slipped on either side of her puffy clit slowly pinching and rolling it, indulging in every twitch and noise she made before sliding inside her easily. Hawks let out a strained groan between concentrated licks as he began thrusting them into her, his erection grew near painful with each stroke of her silky soaked walls. Mirko propped herself up on her elbows and watched his skilled fingers scissor and search. He added another finger and pumped them until her legs shook before curling them upwards. He worked her open and wracked a surprised gasp out of her that tumbled into an amazed laugh.“Fuck, Hawks!”Her foggy head rolled to the side as she used her remaining brain power not to crush him between her quivering thighs.He stopped his fervent lapping to look up at her. “Call me Keigo.”Golden eyes seared into blown out scarlet, she nibbled at her bottom lip and nodded. His eyes stayed glued to hers as he buried himself between her smooth legs again. Hawks hooked his fingers, zeroing in on her g-spot, intending to make her cum at least once before they fucked.Her hand slipped under his hoodie to fondle her breast tweaking and twisting her nipple to add to the onslaught of pleasure. He noted the way she whined above him “Feel good?”“Uh huh, just a lit- yes, right there!” Hawks senses exactly what she needs before she could finish her sentence. He drags the pointed tip of his tongue up and circles her sensitive bud as he alternates between fucking her with his fingers and massaging that sweet spot inside her.With the way he pleasured her with no signs of stopping and the grip of his free hand on her thigh, it was only a matter of time before the floodgates erupted.An angle change of his fingers sends her reeling and her hand flies to his hair, fingers twisting in his golden locks. “Oh god, I'm so close!” His eyes darken when he looks up at Mirko with her head thrown back in pure bliss and anticipation.Hawks makes some sort of noise akin to a growl as he wraps his lips around her clit. The mixture of his fingers hammering into her with the suction he creates hurdles her over the edge.The grip on his hair tightened, holding him in place and pulling a deep moan from him that sent more vibrations through her system. Mirkos thighs quiver, then her body seized, overcome by the fire-like feeling of her release licking at her nerves and settling deep in her bones. She felt herself gush around his still pumping fingers that wrangled an uncharacteristically high whine from her. What the fuck was he doing to her? Mirkos cries descended into choked gasps “Unh, Keigo!” her hips move involuntarily grinding out the rest of her invigorating orgasm against his face.Finally her cramping fingers relented, freeing his blonde locks and resting them on her stomach. Her sweat-slick body returned to her mattress, the stress of the day slipping away now replaced with a lustful hunger.“Shit,” She was breathless, her muscles still twitching as she came down from her high. “If being a Pro doesn't work out for you that pretty mouth could be a real money maker.” He chuckled at her praise knowing she meant every word.Hawks crawled back up to her, smug and unreasonably handsome, the lower half of his face completely soaked with her essence and his spit. Damn, he really did a number on her.She pushed herself up to meet him and began to wipe away at his left cheek with the sleeve of his hoodie before she was struck with a devious idea. She saw his eyes gleam with intrigue at the shift in her expressionMirko gripped his chin and licked him clean from his dripping jaw to just below his hooded eye. His long lashes fluttered as he whined and melted into her hold. When he is finally deemed clean enough she plays with the hair at the base of his neck and whispers in his ear. “I want you to take off your pants and lay down for me, Keigo.” His lust glazed almost sleepy eyes entranced her and almost made her sad when he obediently followed her instructions.Her plans to prolong the foreplay fly out the window when she sees him laid out in nothing but his boxers, his achingly hard cock restrained. Mirko decides to take pity on him and slides them down his toned legs letting the fabric free fall to the floor already forgotten. Her hungry eyes watched as he smacked against his lean lower stomach flushed and in dire need of attention.She marvels at his size for a man of his height, his length was a bit above average but his girth was what she was really enamored with. Her mouth watered when she wraps her fingers around his thick cock, collecting some of his precum and stroking a few times. If Hawks could knock her brain loose with a few fingers she knew for sure she wouldn't be able to walk straight tomorrow. She thumbed the tantalizing vein on the underside of his cock and tapped his head against her tongue a few times. “Mm, you've been holding out on me.” she purred, kitten-licking and teasing his tip just to watch him resist the urge to buck into her warm enticing mouth. He let out a relieved exhale at the contact and bit back a moan when she pulled off all too soon with a wet sound.Mirko climbed on top of him and straddled his thighs, her arms crossed over her body and slowly pulled off his hoodie. Hawks' eyes bulged in excitement as he watched her breasts bounce free “Holy shit.” He outstretched his arm to touch her supple skin but was just out of reach.She shuffled closer, her dripping pussy hovering over him as she grabbed a hold of his wrist and guided him to cup her. He bit his lips playfully as he squeezed and fondled her beautiful breasts.If she didn't know any better Mirko might've thought this was his first time touching someone's tits with how eager he was. Her warm sepia brown skin spilled between his soft ivory fingers as he watched himself toy with her “Everything you dreamed of?” He shrugged, still groping her, and feigned boredom “I'm more of an ass guy.” She rolled her eyes and leaned in to kiss that shit eating grin off his face. “You're real fucking annoying is what you are!” One of his hands rose to cup her jaw deepening the rhythmic movements of their mouths.Mirko parted his glossy lips with her skilled tongue and dropped her hips, her slick pussy gliding and coating his shaft with a mixture of her cum and his spit. She could hear his caged heart thumping louder with every swirl of their tongues, his fingers dying to find purchase in her pulled up hair.His breathing sped up as she licked the remnants of his taste off her swollen lips and backed away to stare into his lust filled golden eyes.“Ever wondered what a hawk and a bunny make?” she teased, grinding dangerously close to his oozing tip. It was hard to see his slight blush in the low lights but Hawks' twitching cock gave her all the answer she needed. Mirko pecked his stunned lips and plucked a row of condoms from the drawer, broke one off and threw the rest somewhere on the bed. He tsked faux disappointedly and smirked at her “Guess we'll have to find out another day!” Her inability to tease him like she could others frustrated her but, she would be lying if she said his response didn't make her clit throb.She hummed and rose to roll a condom over his aching almost red tip. “Already so sure there'll be a next time,” Mirko whipped her ponytail behind her as she rolled her hips, his heat pressed in between her folds like a temptation she'd never known. “and you don't even know if you can handle me this time.” His fingers dug into the sheets as she began to sink down, those long blonde lashes fluttering closed before he was even halfway in. Mirko couldn't help the whine that bubbled out of her at just how good the first few inches felt. Hawks had done a wonderful job of relaxing and getting her wet enough for him to slide in easily yet she still felt herself stretch to accommodate his thick cock.When she was fully seated, Hawks' iron grip found a new home on her waist, a string of strained curses quickly following. “Holy shit, hold on a sec…” He twitched and throbbed inside her perfect pussy. Hawks knew she'd feel amazing but he never thought he would get this close to feeling pure heaven.“Don’t tell me you’re close already.” His eyes screwed shut and he tried to regulate his breathing, voice gravelly as he held her in place “You’ve been teasing me all day, give me a break!” Despite his best efforts to stave off an orgasm, he found himself still yearning to thrust into her enticing wet heat. Wow, she hadn't even moved, and Mirko already had Hawks whining so pretty beneath her. “Poor baby, let me make it up to you.” Apprehensively, he frees her from his grasp but leaves his hand there caressing the mark he would no doubt leave. Her movements remain slow, teasing him as she lifts and lowers herself. The slick slide of his cock has her tail unconsciously flicking behind her and scarlet red eyes rolling in the back of her head.The pace speeds up, with every bounce having her desperately craving more. She swivels her hips and grinds nice and slow, trying to nudge him toward the sweet spot that would make this ride even better. Mirko jerked forward when his cock pressed deliciously snug against her sensitive g-spot “Fuck, you feel so good.” Her nails raked down Hawks' strong torso and she created a rhythm that had him near panting.His hands rested loosely on her hips as he took her in. Mirkos heavy breasts bounced hypnotically as she rode him fervently, platinum hair swishing behind her heavenly body, and plump lips parted, letting out an onslaught of the most sinful sounds.God, she's so pretty. Overcome by everything, Hawks' head hit her pillows with a wrecked messy groan. “You're gonna be the death of me.”Her fingers slid up his body and grasped one of his pecs on a particularly deep downstroke. “Damn right!” She couldn't help but snort as his head rolled dramatically to the side when she clenched around him, his hands falling to her thighs. “Don't keel over just yet.”She shifted her knees and arched her back to cage his head between her arms. Their height difference becoming obvious with the new position. His thighs came up behind her shifting the angle and providing some relief to her lower back.Mirko dipped down, capturing his lips in a chaste kiss as she began to ride him again. Their lips glided in a slow waltz that was rivaled only by his frantic hands that itched to caress and memorize every part of her body. She savors every glide of their lips and swirl of their tongues as they swap breathless moans.Unfortunately for her, air was becoming scarce, forcing her to break away from him.She sits back, grinding down on his throbbing cock and chasing after the feeling of him lodged deep inside her. Her eyes wander over him in admiration. Hawks' skin is dusted rosy pink in a ravishing flush, his wings fanned out beautifully across the sheets, and golden hair messily spread against her pillows like a halo.He looked like an angel. It made her mind run wild with all the things she wanted to do to him. “Anyone ever told you about that crazy look in your eyes?” Her lips split into a wicked smile that could bring the worst villain to their knees.She leaned in close to his nervous face and rolled her hips, her teeth clinking against his earring as she nibbled on his earlobe. “I'm gonna ruin you.” Caught in a space between intrigued and petrified he let out a shuddering breath and nodded, his jaw slack.He was so compliant for her, how cute. She licked his neck and remembered how infatuated he was with hers earlier, it was only fair Mirko returned the favor. She hummed hungrily against his warm skin and sunk her teeth into his neck then sucked hard above his collarbone.Given their proximity, it was much easier to hear every moan and whimper rumble out of him. If she wasn't already nearing the edge his sultry sounds were definitely going to push her right over.Mirko didn't usually have a thing for vocal guys but he sounded so pretty it was sending her into a frenzy. She threw her head back in ecstasy as she slammed her hips down, walls clenching and constricting around him mercilessly.His arms looped around her waist holding her in place as she bounced feverishly and he buried himself between her breasts before clumsily enveloping a puffy nipple into his mouth. He quickly releases her though at another clench of her slick walls. “Rumi!” Hawks whined against her skin, airy and unfiltered, sending her heart aflutter. She clutched his hair, forcing him out of her cleavage. Mirko needed to see what he looked like when he came. “Close?”With words caught in his throat, all he could manage was a weak nod as he gazed up at her beneath low lids.“Cum for me.”A whole body shiver wracked his frame as he let the pleasure possess him. Red, near-obsessed eyes, seared into his as she bounced despite the burn in her legs.Hawks bucked into her the best he could trapped beneath her strong thighs, chasing after her wet heat, the constant eye contact through it all sending strikes of electricity through their bodies. He mumbled a mantra of her name hazily, almost like a prayer, as he crescendos.Her thighs quiver suddenly as her second orgasm catches her off guard not too long after his ends, sudden and mellow. A light wave in comparison to the wild firestorm that was her last orgasm. It was over before it started, nice but not enough. Mirko wanted more.She rose and tried to ignore the ache inside her as Hawks moved to discard the condom. Her fingers dipped to collect some of her wetness and rubbed idly at her neglected clit as she eyed him.There was a slight sheen of sweat that made his body glisten in the moonlight, she tried earnestly not to let her lustful eyes wander down to his cock but her willpower was non-existent at this point.Much to her excitement, he was still hard.It wasn't often she had enough time for hookups anymore, was she so wrong for wanting to extend this one? Surprisingly, many of her one-night stands left because of her ‘overactive’ sex drive despite that being the very thing that attracted them in the first place!Mirko had gone on record a handful of times to dispel the rumors and questions about her quirk and its nature. She didn’t feel the urge to ‘fuck like rabbits’ every time she had sex nor did she go through mating cycles like many people believed. While both statements are factual they weren't exactly true to the full extent. Due to her perception it wasn't exactly the smartest thing to admit out loud but she loved sex! Most people loved sex! Mirko especially loved great sex.She didn’t know what it was about her biology but once the oxytocin started flowing her body wouldn’t be satiated until she couldn't possibly take anymore and Hawks had more than delivered on that front in record time. But she could take more.“That is a different look!” He noted, the petrified edge gone leaving nothing but intrigue laced in his words. She flicked her tail and spread her dripping pussy lips, presenting herself to him “Just one more, please.” She hadn't intended for it to come out so desperately but if got him to fill her again she couldn't be bothered to care.Her shy smile entranced him as his eyes flicked to watch her fingers dip into her entrance trying fruitlessly to fill the void he left behind. Hawks shook his head in disbelief and rolled a condom over his sensitive cock. He was going to have one hell of a sex hangover tomorrow but that was future Hawks’ problem.“You are insatiable.” said with much more affection than she was anticipating. She laughed and tossed her ponytail as she sank into the mattress putting her arched back and plump ass on full display “Thank you.”Her face rested on the sheets as he knelt between her spread legs and slipped inside her, each delicious inch feeling much deeper than it had when she was riding him. Fuck, it felt like he was in her lungs! Mirko clutched at the covers as she let out a pleased sigh and rubbed her chin against the soft fabric when he finally bottomed out. She could barely stay still speared on his thick cock, her throbbing clit spurring her to grind her hips back greedily. He watched her work as his hands squeezed and groped her ass.“Get like this for everyone? Or am I special?” Ha, like she would admit this was the best sex she'd had in a long time out loud! His ego didn't need to be stroked anymore.He snapped his hips forward at her delayed response. Chills shot through her body at his harsh thrust, her pussy clenching around him as she purred and wiggled her hips. “You’re a smart man, you tell me.”Hawks could pester her for an actual answer but that would no doubt earn him an annoyed groan to accompany it and he was a firm believer that actions spoke louder than words. Plus fucking her senseless would be way more fun.First, he teases her, starting off with slow shallow thrusts and goosebump-inducing touches up her side. “Keigo!” she whines, drawn out and distractingly cute. Then he shifts the angle, easily pumping into her just how she wanted, quick and buried deep inside her. “Like this?”“Yeah, just like that…" Her slurred words falter off with a guttural moan and tremble in her thighs. Mirkos silky slick grip him with every perfect glide as Hawks gets lost in the ripples of her ass from each rough smack of his thighs against her. Her lungs squeezed tighter with every deep thrust, lightheadedness slowly setting in as she weakly fisted the sheets. Hawks takes notice of her silence pretty quickly and grasps her side to get her attention “Gotta breathe for me Rumi.” His thrusts slow then come to a stop at a breathless annoyed sound.“Can't,” she sucks in enough oxygen to fuel her dazed giggles, high off endorphins and his addicting cock “you’re fucking me too good.” Her voice comes out strained and muffled thanks to the rumpled sheets but that swiftly changes when Hawks pulls her up by her shoulder.The position change coaxes a yelp from her and forces air into her lungs as he begins to pick up the pace.She mumbled something absentmindedly as they fell back into a rhythm. “What was that?” She could hear the smug satisfaction dripping from his words, begrudgingly she repeated herself “Harder,” Mirko all but demanded as she glared at him the best she could over her shoulder “or is that all you've got?”Something in Hawks' eyes flickered at her snarky reply, an all too kind hand slipping around her waist. “For you? Not a chance.” With his forearm pressed against her lower stomach and his fingers splayed firmly against her throat he knocked her knees apart, spreading her legs further and seating her fully on his twitching cock.His fingers dug into her hip harshly, restricting her movements with bruising force. With his grip on her body holding her in place she could feel every ridge and veiny inch of his cock prodding her quivering pussy.Her wetness splattered across their skin as her fluttering walls sucked him in, loving every second of it. “This hard enough for you?”Mirkos head bobbed in a weak excuse for a nod as little staccato ‘ahs’ were fucked out of her. The hair on the back of her neck stood on end at his ensuing low laugh.“I can't hear you, Rumi.”“F-fuck, yes!”The wet squelch of her pussy echoed around the room as he fucked her unbelievably deeper. Shit, it felt like he was in her fucking throat! Mirko could barely think he felt so perfect.She threw her head back in sheer ecstasy as he eased her back to him, plastering his sweaty skin to hers. Hawks' hand loosened from her hip and migrated lower to her neglected clit, skilled fingers paired with his repeated snaps stroking her with precision to elicit more filthy moans. With her legs caged on the outside of his it forced Mirkos shivering thighs open, pulling noises she didn't even know were locked away deep in her chest.His fingers drifted to fondle her heaving breast, tweaking her nipple gently as he pressed his lips to her skin “God, you feel so good! So fucking perfect for me.” Hawks mused as he tenderly kissed along her shoulder, up her flushed neck, and pecked the edge of her slack jaw. Mirko grasped at any of his skin she could reach, somehow embedding her fingers in his blonde locks with her other digits gripping his forearm, and let out a weak cry “Don't stop, Kei, holy shit- don't stop!”Given the way she clenched around him, Hawks could tell she was nearing her end and he wasn't far behind. The circles on her clit grew tighter as he whispered saccharine praises in her ear and ushered her toward release.His arm drew tighter across her chest, stopping her from curling in on herself as she came with a broken moan. Her constant clenching and sweet sounds were the final nail in his coffin.Overcome by pleasure rippling up his spine Hawks whined as his hips stuttered once, twice, then stopped implementing deep as he pulsed inside her and filled the condom.For a brief delirious moment, she imagined him shooting thick ropes of cum inside her instead, leaving her shaking as he sat back and watched his seed drip out. Mirko gushed around him at the thought, her pussy milking him dry as they ground out the end of their euphoric orgasms.He clutched her to his chest possessively as his wings expanded, feathers ruffled, then flapped for a beat, the sudden breeze chilling their sweat-slick bodies to the core.His chin hooked on her shoulder lazily, their chests rising and falling while they untangled their limbs from each other “Wow.” They laughed breathlessly at their twin reactions, the oxytocin and afterglow already soaking into their skin. She whined woefully as she lifted herself off his spent cock. The space on the bed behind her was cold for a moment when he moved to discard the condom but it quickly dipped under his weight when Hawks returned to his spot by her side.Her fingers were barely reaching for her hair before he swooped in to gently undo Mirkos ponytail and relieve the tension from her scalp. She didn't even want to begin to think about how she looked all sweaty and tired with her hair in disarray. Hawks' look of disbelief only added to that thought when he tucked a white lock behind her ear. “Gorgeous.”Mirko rolled her eyes playfully as she flopped onto the mattress and pulled the covers up to her chin. One day she would learn how to read him. She bit her lip to hide her flustered grin when he sank into the mattress beside her. Though she couldn't hide the surprised noise that slipped out of her as he pulled her closer to rest her head on his chest. Her body relaxed as she listened to his heartbeat slow to its regular pace and gingerly wrapped an arm around his waist. It was nice, comfortable even. The scary thought crossed her mind of how easily she could actually get used to this.“Shit,” she bolted upright clutching the covers to her chest as she gawked at the dim skyline. “the powers out!” The whole building rumbled at her revelation, thick droplets of rain splattering against the window with a newfound ferocity.It wasn't that heavy that he couldn't fly home if he really wanted to. A strike of lightning nixed that idea laughably fast as the downpour grew more intense. Well, fuck that was her last idea!“I guess you’ll have to wait it out.” Mirko murmured, nervous goosebumps already prickling her skin. She couldn't remember the last time someone stayed after sex beyond freshening up. The realization made her feel bare to her nervous system.He smiled up at her, the kind that reached his sweet golden eyes, now slightly sleepy and content. A warm hand pulled her down gently by the neck and kissed the worry from her smooth lips slow and deep.Hawks pressed her chest to his and slid his hand down to cup her cheek, a bit of her anxiety washing away with each soothing swipe of his thumb. “Mm, we can manage to think of a few ways to pass the time.”Mirko gasped as he flipped them over and Hawks worshipped her till dawn, the storm long gone.