Jasper

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Keigo awoke in the hospital.

The phantom pain of his feathers burning sent chills down his spine as his back arched off the bed despite the numbness of the pain medication the doctors had given him. He didn't care that his beautiful, red feathers were burnt, broken and non-existent. They would grow back, they always did.

He's alive. He's got new scars to show off to his dove with pride.

That thought alone made him smile.

After talking with Best Jeanest, Endeavor and the rest of the Todoroki's Keigo went home. He couldn't wait to see you. Feel you in his arms again. It would be hard to talk, but he didn't need words to show you his love.

As The Winged Hero walked closer and closer towards his apartment, he had this weird feeling. He rechecked his phone, checked the messages he'd sent you.

His messages were left on red.

Shrugging it off that you were still asleep. He did feel slightly guilty about wearing you out this morning, only a tiny bit.

Unlocking the door and opening it, does he pause. He instantly noticed the spilled coffee on the floor and broken mug. His heartbeat thudded harder in his chest, his stomach twisting in knots.

Something was wrong. You didn't leave messes, if you did you immediately cleaned it up. He opened the door wider, nearly slamming it into the wall without a care as he stomped further into the apartment, fingers tapping fast onto the keypad of his phone.

"Dove?" The voice to text instantly said your nickname. "Are you here? Y/n?"

Nothing.

Keigo's hand tightened around the phone. His keen eyes observing the mess as he checked everywhere. You weren't in bathroom, the laundry room, the kitchen, his bedroom. He checked your bedroom last. Your dresser draw and closet door were left open.

What he saw next made his heart completely still and stop. His breath hitch in his smoke damaged and sore throat. There on top of your bed was the stuffed stitched cat he'd won for you months ago, wearing the necklace and his singular bright red, healthy feather hanging around its neck.

Keigo walked further into your room like a man possessed towards your bed. Reached out and grabbing the stuffed toy, his first present to you and the feather he'd given you this morning. His shock and sadness quickly turned into anger as he read the note Dabi left.

Keigo had been too careless. Of course, Dabi stole you back.

Keigo's body shook and trembled with rage as he tried to remain calm and focused, tried not to panic. How could he not? That flamed villain stole his dove, his mate. You.

He'd get you back.

Closing his eyes, he hugged the stuffed toy to his chest as he walked towards his bedroom, the sheets were still a tangled mess, but he didn't care. The blankets, sheets, the stuffed cat still smelled like you as the winged hero curled into a ball, he needed to rest. Needed to preserve his strength.

The Final War would be coming.

That you were right about.

Not now, or tomorrow, but soon.

----- You knew you two didn't have long to stay in this hotel.

This semblance of peace before you both had to go back to the current hide out. Where Shigaraki and All For One were waiting. It still creeped you out that AFO had implanted part of his subconscious inside Tomura. It pissed you off and made you want to slap that potato headed bastard in the face, but you couldn't.

You shivered, thinking back to the ancient villain staring at you without his eyes.

That smug smirk locked in place as he gave his congratulations of your pregnancy.

Your heartbeat thudded hard in your chest. You hadn't told anybody aside from Himiko and Touya. He knew. You didn't know how, but he did.

"What a strong combination." He kept talking, even when Touya's grip around your waist tightened. "I'm curious of the child's future potential." He rested his chin in the palm of his hand. "Hellfire, Ice and healing." He hummed. "The possibilities." That unnerving grin stuck in place. "So fascinating."

You wish he'd shut up. Your hand instinctively covered your belly, tears prickling the corners. No, please... don't take our baby.

As if reading your mind, he said. "Don't worry, my dear. I won't take the tiny miracle you carry." He chuckled, no doubt feeling Touya's possessive and burning azure blues glaring at him.

The air grew tense as Himiko and Shigaraki stared at AFO.

It seemed to amuse AFO further.

Close to tears you lean into Touya's ear to whisper. "Can we go get some air, please?" Biting your lower lip to hide the whimper fighting to slip out of your mouth.

Touya's gaze leaves that old fossil and focus' on you. "Sure, doll." His grip tightened, then grows lax, taking a deep breath and huffing through his nose as he stands. Offering his hand to help you up. His arm rewraps around your waist once more, pulling you closer.

The night sky is beautiful and littered with stars, shining like gems in a jewelry box. You feel as if you can finally breath.

Touya shifts to stand behind you, shrugging off his coat and wraps it around your shoulders before pulling your back flush against his warm chest. "It's going to get cold."

You smile, closing your eyes and lean back into his touch, feeling his large, warm hands trace lazy circles on your abdomen. "That feels nice." You hum, raising a hand to rest upon his hand and the other reaching behind to cup his jaw. "I miss having you all to myself."

You feel his jaw twitch, lips curling into a lopsided smile. "Dance with me, baby." He whispers softly, grabbing your hand and spinning you soft and slow, swaying with you before pulling you close, wedging his body against yours, matching like perfect puzzle pieces.

"Now?" You laugh without protest and letting your fire devil lead you.

"It's romantic and cheesy." He chuckles, lips quirking higher. "The night sky as our spotlight." Sliding his hands all over your curves and body with featherly light touches, igniting the flashes of passion in your veins. "I've got you with me. What more could a guy ask for."

Your cheeks burn when he leans in to steal a kiss or two. Mismatched lips stealing your breath away, smug smirk growing. "C'mon. Let's slip away and go to a love motel for the night. Whatdaya say?"

Your face turns a brighter shade. "But we haven't said good night to Himiko." You protest.

"Good night." He cups your face, pulling you into a more heated and searing kiss, full of tongues, passion and longing, possessive and feral. "Good night." He picks you up into his arms. "Good night," his voice grows husky and low. "Good night." He leads you away, walking deeper into the forest and toward civilization, chuckling. "Good night."

You really can't say no when he whispers like that, using his voice on you. Knowing what that low, raspy timbre does to your insides and your heart. You continue to kiss him and lose yourself into his embrace, fiery and heated fingertips, his body molding into your own and demanding your everything.

The next morning, you woke up before he did.

Walking out onto the balcony to get some fresh air and watch the sun rise. You walked back to the bed, smiles softly to yourself at the picture-perfect sight.

You found Touya had rolled over onto your side of the bed, eyes still closed him, arms wrapped and cuddling with your pillow. His mouth slightly open and soft snores, you hold your laugher as your crawl back into bed as soft and gently as you could.

He doesn’t flinch when you settle beside him, just hums contentedly and snakes an arm around your waist.

"I thought you were asleep?" You can't hold in your laughter this time, smiling softly and brushing your fingers through his hair.

“Five more minutes,” he mumbles, already pulling you closer. "You make a better pillow," nuzzling his face into your chest and sighs in content.

You curl into the warmth of him, hellfire and devilish charm. His fingers trace idle shapes on your spine. Then, out of nowhere—

He opens his eyes, azure blues meeting yours. They are pleading and vulnerable as he leans back and pouts. "Don't go, baby. Please."

Your smile drops into a frown. "Honey, what's wrong?" You cup his cheek gently. "Was it another nightmare?"

His breath shudders as he re-hides his face into your chest, arms tightening their hold around you. Scared that you'd move away, or something would take you from him. "Don't wanna talk 'bout it." His voice is strained but muffled.

You lean your head on top of his. "Alright, but I'm here if you change your mind." Closing your eyes and falling back asleep.

It's noon by the time you two finally wake up. Himiko asked to meet up with you for a grocery run within an hour, which you agreed much to your flame lovers protest.

"We have to leave soon." You laughed when he didn't let you leave the bed first, instead pulling you into his lap and giving you another kiss. "Besides," You roll your eyes when he grumbles and growls something underneath his breath. "We need to shower and get something to eat I'm hungry."

"Alright, alright." Touya sighs, pressing his forehead against your own and kissing your cheek. "Go hop in the shower. I'll go take a morning cig, then we'll go."

You kiss his forehead and hop off his lap, which he lets you.

Touya watches you go, a hint of a smile on his lips. Stretching his limbs lazily before rising to his feet and swiping his carton of cigarettes off the nightstand and heads towards the window, opening it, stepping out onto the fire escape and closed the window, leaving it cracked.

He pulled out his burner phone, entered in the number he memorized by heart, dialing it and bringing the device to his ear as he pulled out a cigarette and lit it. After taking a deep inhale and releasing a smoke ring, the person on the other line picked up.

"Hello." Hawks answered, "Hawks speaking." He sounded tired. Oh, poor, poor, little fake Hero.

"Hello, bird dick." A familiar low, smooth voice greeted.

Hawks' eyes widened, "Dabi." His raspy, sore voice cracked. Eyes scanning his surrounding for any signs of the villain. "Where are you?" He hissed in between coughing fits. "Where's Y/n?"

"Awe, don't worry about her pretty little head, feathers." Dabi's chuckled darkly, his amused blues peaked into the window as he leaned back against the balcony railing, enjoying the view of you undressed and stepped into the shower. He had half a mind to put you out of the shower, leaving the burner phone close and fuck you while the Hero listens to you moaning his name, cumming on his dick like old times. His gaze turned heavy-lidded as his cock twitched, half hard already in his pants. "She's safe with me, birdy. I'll keep her warm and satisfied since you were too much of a pussy to get your dick wet when you had the chance lover boy."

That made Hawks' feathers bristle, ruffle and harden. "Excuse me for being a gentleman and being considerate of her feelings unlike you dickhead."

"Oooo, someone sounds jealous with envy." Dabi laughed and teased, cooing very so sweetly into the receiver. "You got a taste of my doll, and you are already hooked, addicted like a junky, hmm? Her pussy is so intoxicating, isn't it? And sweet like honey."

Hawks hated how he felt his mouth salivate at the mention of your flavor. Hated how the villains words were true, hitting him harder and harder with invisible arrows as his grip on the phone tightened. "What do you want?" He asked through grit teeth.

"Lettin' you know she's safe and well hidden." Dabi's smug smirk widened, bring his cigarette to his lips, taking a deep drag, holding it and blew a large smoke ring. "I might see you on the battlefield soon," He shrugs his shoulders. "Might not." Raising a free hand, applying pressure to pop his neck and released a pleasure groan. "Winner gets to keep'er."

"She's not some prize to be won, Touya." Hawks pressed, running his free gloved hand through his unruly golden hair.

Touya's gaze focused on your ass as you bend over. "A fine assed prize from how I see it." He inwardly groaned, wanting so badly to cross the room and smack your cheeks good and hard, wanted to see his handprint on your ass before lowering his pants to shove his dick into your tight pussy. Leaving his cigarette between his mismatched lips to lower his hand and palm himself through his sweatpants, groaning. "God, she's such a fuckin' tease, but that's what I adore about her. Don't you think so, Keigo?"

"Leave her alone." Hawks entire body straightened, his muscles growing taut, anger growing.

"Temper, temper, birdy." He tuts, clicking his tongue. "Then again, reds always been your color, hasn't it?"

"Go choke on a sandpaper cock, asshole." Hawks growled, he can feel Endeavor's and Best Jeanist's gazes on his back. He didn't care.

That got Touya cackling harder as he pulled his cigarette out of his mouth, holding it lazily between his middle and index finger. "See you do like me, Hero. Just afraid to admit it." His teasing grin widening, "Betcha wanna have a three some with our shared lover, dontcha?" He hummed, watching you disappear into the shower and turning on the water. "Want her to suck on your dick while I pound into her cunt, or in between us, spread wide as we fill both her pussy and sweet ass." He lets the idea hang in the air, simmering. "Don't worry she can take it, feathers." He chuckled, adding, "I've taken both her cherry and black cherry." Bringing the cigarette back to his mouth and taking another puff. "She's fully trained and can take us both."

"You sick twisted fucker." Hawks hissed. Dammit, he could already picture both scenarios in his head. Hated how tempting it was to accept the invitation, and yet, the greedier part of him didn't want to share his dove and mate.

"You're no fun, chicken boy." Touya rolled his eyes. "I was being nice and offering to share, but you wanna be a whimpy baby about sharing like a snot nosed brat." He shrugged. "Can't say I never did you any favors again, numb nuts."

"My fuckin sex life has nothing to do with you, Dabi." Hawks bit out, feathers ruffling further, sharpening with his temper.

"Oh, but I beg to differ Hawks." Touya corrected and mocked, flicking the ashes off his smoke. "You've already enjoyed my soaking, sloppy seconds and are greedy for more aintcha? Already acquired a taste of Villain pussy, the dark forbidden fruit."

Hawks felt a huge hand on his shoulder, he peaked over and saw Endeavor's turquoise orbs. "Hawks? What's wrong?" The elder Hero asked in concern. "Who is it?"

Hawks held up his gloved index finger as his Idol and mentor lowered his hand, nodding his head and stepping back.

"Give her back, Dabi." Hawks said through grit teeth. "You had no right to steal my dove."

"She was my girlfriend first before you started strutting your feathered ass around." Touya glowered, rage and anger boiling in his veins.

"She too good for you." Hawks spat, opening the window, hoping onto the balcony, perching as his grip tightened on the phone, the device groaning in protest.

"Oh? And you think you are her perfect match, huh, lover boy?" Touya clicks his tongue, irritation slipping through his snarky tone.

"I'm not perfect," Hawks bit out, "but I'm a better man that you could ever be."

There's a pause, before Dabi laughs, low and spine chilling.

"You are so desperate for someone’s affection that you’re willing to fight me for Y/n." Touya hissed, chuckling darkly into the phone, snorting. "You’re pathetic for seeking approval of my old man like a wiping boy, Hawks, it's embarrassing." Flicking his cigarette over the balcony as he grits his teeth, snarling. "You’re just a lonely bird, craving to be loved. Wanting to be seen underneath all the spotlights and overly cracked up bullshit of being Japan's number two Hero."

Hawks free gloved hand clenched hard, the leather groaning as his knuckled turned white. "Bold words for a girlfriend stealing loser." He fired back.

The eldest Todoroki felt his blood boils and his flames igniting, licks of his embers, heating up and melting the fire escape ladder as he continued to rant and bitch, his fury rising. "What's wrong? Mister Steal Your girl ain't happy chasing after his adoring fans? That you needed to fulfill some dark, twisted, fucked up, Romeo and Juliet fantasy about fuckin' a villain's girlfriend, you phony, fake Hero trash.” He growled, gritting his teeth hard as he continued. "You don't get to lecture me. Not after you killed Twice without a second thought, killer." He'd make sure, Hawks, no, Keigo never forgets his mistake just as how he'll never allow his father Endeavor to either. "Who knows how many skeletons you have inside your fucking closet. I bet it's a higher body count than mine, safety commission prefect pedigree, fucked up lap dog."

Hawks was stunned for words. His anger vanished. Everything the insane villain said was true, it hurt. It hit harder with every hard truth and pill to swallow.

Apparently, Dabi wasn't done adding salt into the wound. "Tell my old man hi for me, Hawks and give him the joyous news that his going to be a grandpa for me." His anger vanishing into something filled with pride? A sick form of happiness? Rubbing in his accomplishment in the Heroes face.

Hawks' eyes widen as his blood runs cold and his face pales. "What?" He heard it. He couldn't believe it. It had to have been another one of the flame villain's tricks. "Dabi?!"

"Later traitor." Touya laughs, hanging up.

Hawks felt his wings droop behind him, sagging as his wings felt heavier, his heart hurt. Closing his eyes behind his visor and picturing your smiling face. Any time he felt helpless and worthless, he'd picture that cute and sleepy smile you had given him that morning. He was a fool. He shouldn't have left you alone. Should have known a persistent and sick, twisted madman like Dabi would find you.

Keigo felt as if his heart had been broken apart and scattered into millions of fragments. You... you were pregnant. You were out there with Dabi, his enemies and one of Japan's most wanted Villain's and Criminals. Pregnant. Whose child, was it? His or Dabi's?

The memory of his dove in his arms underneath the sun. Your soft curves and sweet smile, the mischief shining in your eyes. Dabi had you again. Did he truly steal you? Or did you go with him willingly? If so, why?

Didn't Keigo promise he'd become your protector? Hadn't his love, his words not been enough? He'd whispered and vowed to you that you were his mate. That he'd loved you. Did you truly believe that his words were cheap?

He needed to find you, bring you home and hold you again. He didn't know which frightening emotion he felt more terror or longing?

Y/n. His little mate was out there somewhere with that blue flamed villain.

So long as he lived, he will find you and bring you back, to their nest.

He didn't care if the child you carried was Dabi's or his. He'd raise it as his own.

His home doesn't feel like home anymore. It's lost its warmth, his light.

Hawks opening his eyes, staring out into the world below. Tears prickling the corners before he took off his visor, furiously rubbing his eyes and sniffed. Now wasn't the time to be crying. It had been five weeks since you were taken, the sixth week approaching faster. He hoped Dabi had enough common sense and sanity left within his head that he'd leave you somewhere safe. Somewhere far away from the battle.

He missed hearing your voice. Waking up and seeing your bright smiling face, holding you within his arms and smelling your sweet scent lingering on any of his clothes.

"Y/n." He whispered your name, a precious prayer. A sacred prayer. If there really was a god, he hoped the man upstairs heard his wish. "Wherever you are, please know that I won't rest until you are home." Hawks shoved his visor back in place, reached into his pants pocket and pulled out the silver chain and his red feather.

Brushing his thumb over the single, lone feather.

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Within the blink of an eye, the morning of the battle approaching. You helped Touya dress in his pure white funeral attire. Clothes that hung loose on his frame, showing off his chest and burn scars. Marching off into battle which would become his grand funeral pyre, facing his father, his younger brother once and for all.

So much anger and hatred drove him to becoming who he is today, and the worst part was that you understood that and even felt sympathy. Touya doing anything and everything to get his father's attention, his time and love, molding him into the person he is today after the accident of his quirk nearly killing him and burning him. All of the hurt and despair turning to red hot, anger ruling his decision to ruin his father's life.

You leaned against him, "Why comeback?" Clinging onto his body; tears burned your eyes. "Only to leave me alone again?" Your hands clutching hard and white knuckling into his robes. "I don't want you to die, Touya." Your whispered, pleading.

He hung his head, his snow-white hair covering his eyes as he pulled you further into his chest. "I.. wanted to check on you…" He replied. "But I couldn't leave you there. I had promised to steal you away from that bird's cage... I did."

"Promise me, you'll come back… I don't care who gets hurt… just please, please come back to me... to..." You cut yourself off, biting your bottom lip and buried your face in his chest. "Come back."

"You know I can't leave you alone." He said softly, soaking in your warmth while rubbing slow circle underneath your shirt and onto your back, causing you to shiver. He whispered into your ear, "My baby, my crybaby, my doll, my Y/n."

You hated how your chest warmed at his concern.

You knew he was lying, but you ate it up.

You honestly didn't know who's baby you were having, Touya's or Keigo's.

"Come back to me, Touya, please." You whimper, tears falling down your face and soaking his burnt, scarred and stapled chest as your hands tightened and clinging onto his white robes. "I love you, Touya Todoroki."

Touya's hold on you tightened; he cups your cheek and pulls you into a kiss. "I love you, Y/n." The pile of black ooze that All For One uses filled his mouth as he coughs and disappears, releasing you and leaving you behind in your hotel room.

------ End of Part 4 -------

Part 1 : My World

Part 2 : It's Not Over

Part 3: Ashes and Feathers

Part 5: Rebirthing

Bad Ending: Coming Soon

Good Ending: Coming Soon

Okay, I know this is short than my other chapters, but I have 2 endings planned! One good ending and one bad ending! Give me your thoughts. I know having mc become pregnant is common, but I couldn't help it. It adds to the drama.

You were stuck in the middle, between the darkness and light.

The gray.

Keigo wanted Heroes to live in a world with too much time on their hands.

Touya wanted to watch the world burn, tear down Hero Society and kick his father off his high horse, The Hero Endeavor.

Both men who were both so similar; it must be some sick twisted form of irony.

Now, both men wanted you, craved you.

They were obsessed with you.

You wanted them both, like the greedy and needy woman that you were.

You hadn't straight up fucked Keigo, but you still used him like he was using you to get closer to Dabi. You knew and you still let him get close, too close. Close to allow him to worm his way into your heart.

Dammit, you were in love with both.

You didn't want them to kill each other, but knew it would happened.

The Villains and Heroes were at war.

Not now, not tomorrow, but soon enough.

You knew it.

Sighing you dragged yourself out of bed, wearing your dyed black and blue shirt as it clung onto your skin. Your fingers clutched onto the fabric and held to your nose, smiling. It smelled of Touya. He must have stole it and wore it, secretly knowing that you missed him. Sneaky jerk. But he was yours.

You didn't look at yourself in the bathroom as you pulled the material over your head and causally let it fall into the floor before stepping into the shower. The cold water made you jump as you stayed underneath the spray, you frowned feeling the remains of Touya's cum slide down your thighs and getting washed away down the drain.

You felt tears prickle the corner of your eyes and your bottom lip trembled as you crouched down in the shower, knees against your chest. I'm an idiot… how the hell is Keigo going to trust me now?

You cried and sobbed quietly as your body shook, your heart hurt.

You heard a knock on your bathroom door tapping, causing you to open your eyes in panic though your mop of wet hair. Keigo's back home.

"I'm home, sweetheart." Keigo's voice called through the door. Oh god, the foolish birdbrain sounded so happy. "Birdy?"

You swallowed and cleared your throat, raising your voice. "Welcome back, Kei." Your heartbeat thudding hard and echoed in your ears. Please, please, don't come in.

Keigo chuckled, "Still half asleep, I take it sleepyhead?"

"I might have overdone it last night." You muttered, feeling your cheeks heat up.

"It was so sexy hearing you over the phone." Keigo admitted, no ounce of shame in his voice. "I can't wait to see you fall apart for me again, my little song bird." He purred behind the door.

Oh god, you felt yourself become aroused. Your whole body grew heated as your skin broke out with goosebumps and your nipples stiffened, your clit ached and your core throbbed with need between your legs.

Can your body not right now?!

"Kei you dirty birdy," you responded and had half a mind to step out of the shower and throw your bottle of shampoo at him. But that's probably what he wants. The smug smirked chicken knew how to get a rise out of you. He loved your honest reactions to his teasings and flirtations.

Like a certain villain did.

"Shoo, shoo," you make the shooing gesture as you stood back onto your feet to finish your shower. "I'll be out in a minute." Reaching for the 2-in-1 apple shampoo and conditioner and squirting some into your hand as you added, chuckling. "Get your mind of out the gutter, red."

"I'm only this way because you are so gorgeous and temping." He replies, crossing his arms over his chest and leaned against the door. He wanted so badly to shower with you. Press you against the shower wall and kiss you, wash your body with his hands. He couldn't get your breathless moans out of his head from last night, even after he had gotten off to the sound of your voice, your sirens call.

He was at the end of his rope. He craved and hungered for you. His yearning and love for you growing day by day, as well, as his rising lust.

Keigo swallowed thickly, he wanted to come home early last night. He didn't care that he would have been oversensitive after cumming at his work desk. He wanted more. He had opened pandora's box and he was a glutton.

Your laughter broke him out of his sinful and lustful thoughts as he felt his pants tighten.

You rolled your eyes. "I get it, I get it, Romeo." You laughed, smiling. "Now unless you are going to come in here," gathering up a good lather and washing your hair. "I highly suggest that you get going."

You can already picture Keigo tilting his head, his amber irises twinkling with mischief as he replied. "So that is an invitation to come in and join you, right?" You turned your head and saw the handle turn.

Your eyes widened. "What?" You squeaked. "No! Don't you dare, red!"

He stopped, laughing. "Alright, alright, I'm going, I'm going." You imagine him raising his hands as if he's playing innocent. "I've brought McDonald's and figured we'd Netflix and Chill before I go to bed like I promised last night."

The promise of breakfast made your stomach growl.

Keigo laughed harder. "I take that as a yes, then?"

"Sounds great." You answered, reaching for the coconut body wash after rinsing your hands.

After feeling refreshed, applying lotion all over your body, brushing your hair and teeth. Feeling human again.

You picked up your discarded shirt, folded it and placed it back underneath your pillow.

You walked out in Keigo's red hoodie out of habit, pair it with your white bunny slippers, hot pink yoga pants and a blue tank top with a peace sign underneath and was completely braless.

You stopped in the living room as the smell of freshly brewed coffee hit your nose. Cinnamon roll, your favorite. Turning your head, noticing the McDonald's spread and layed out on the coffee table, but no Keigo. "Kei?" You called, not noticing the man himself sneaking quietly behind you and wrapping his strong arms around you, causing you to jump and squeal in his hold.

"Damn, who's this cutie walking around wearing my clothes and strutting all sexy in my house, hmm?" The blonde purred and chuckled, tightening his hold and pressing your back further into his arm and muscled chest. "You smell so sweet and good enough to eat my pretty dove." He buries his nose into your freshly blow dried hair and nuzzles into the crook of your neck.

"Dammit, red!" You whined in protest. "How many times do I have to tell you not to scare me like that, dumbass?" You relax against him, pouting and crossing your arms over your chest, pressing your breasts together. Your heartbeat still thundering hard in your chest as your blush deepens.

"You let your guard down easily." He hummed, whispering into your ear. Watching as your shiver and squirm. "What can I say… you have a way of bringing out the animal in me, sweetheart." His amber iris' brightened as his hold tightened a tad.

"Never took you for the breeding and pray kink type, Kei." You smirked, reached around to run yours fingers through his feathers.

Keigo's breath hitched, pleasure shivers running up his spine and through his wings. "Naughty birdy teasing me back." The Winged Hero shuddered and trembled, groaning and whining into your neck as your reward. "Not fair."

"Who says we are playing fair, feathers?" You purred, twirled around in his arms.

Keigo's hands lower, caressing against your curves and stop at your hips. "Do you really want to go there?" The blush still noticeable before his amber, smoldering gaze darkened and held a question. "Playin' a dangerous game?" Tilting his head and licked his lips, slow and sensual. Trying to hide his desperation and need for you, to taste you, all of you.

You knew you were playing with fire. Teasing and riling up the winged beast from his cage, but you couldn't help it. You didn't like backing down from a challenge as you tilted you chin up, meeting Keigo's dark gaze with you own, puffing out your chest, pressing your breasts against his solid body. "I've played before you know, red."

"Oh, I'm sure you have my pretty." His gaze softens, breaking out into a cheeky and playful grin. "My ex villainous girlfriend fought alongside Vampires, Demons, Dragons and the Demon King."

You laughed, playing all dramatic. "Alas, I've been caught by the big bad Griffin." You pretend to faint in his arms and lean back, "Time to play dead, bleh." Falling limp and boneless, completely dead weight in his hold as he held you up with ease.

Keigo snickers. "Griffin?" His gaze lowers, sneaking a view at your chest. It was so tempting to lean down to capture one of your perky nipples poking through his hoodie into his mouth as he felt his mouth salivate. He inwardly shook himself and played along, "Oh no, my precious. I'm the God Horus and you are my new worshiper." He met your gaze and winked at you. "My favorite pretty dove."

You opened your eyes, raising your head to meet his gaze. "That's a big, bold claim, wonder boy." You straighten and giggle.

Keigo spreads his wings and puffs out his chest. "I'm not Japans number two for nothing, sweet cheeks."

You pull away and making your way into the kitchen, making coffee and sitting down as Keigo flipped through the channels, lounging with his chin in his hand. He loved mornings like this where he could perch and watch your movement as your wore his clothes, walked around in his house and adding whatever you wanted.

Making his bachelor pad feel more like home.

Keigo zoned out until he noticed you come out of the kitchen with two cups of coffee in hand.

You set yours down and bend over to closer inspect the mornings spoils of breakfast. "Damn, red." You giggled, "Were you hungry?" You saw all of you favorites: hot cakes, sausage and cheese mcgriddles, a large caramel frappe with extra caramel and whipped cream, a blueberry muffin.

You were too engrossed by the hoard of food to notice Keigo's eyes zeroing on your ass. His hand sliding to cover his mouth as he bit his lip. God almighty, he wanted to lean over and smack your ass. Those hot pink yoga pants were on fire on you. No, on second thought, he wanted to grab both cheeks and bite down on the meat of your ass. Hard.

Where the hell did that come from?

He swears your teasing him on purpose, testing his patience and limits.

You peaked at the mountain of food that the winged hero had gotten for himself: steak bagels and chicken biscuits, hash browns and orange juice. "Jesus, Kei. Are you always this starving and generous after having phone sex or am I just that lucky?" You glanced over your shoulder, straightening, half turned and offering him his coffee.

He met your gaze, swallowing and lowering his hand, grinning. "What can I say, I'm more than generous with you after my post nut clarity." He winked, taking his morning coffee and sipping it.

Your face grew scolding. "Men." You scoff lightly and sat down, snagging your hot cakes and caramel frappe, taking a large sip and moaned in appreciation, licking your lips, smiling as you opened your plastic contain of pancakes, spreading butter and syrup and digging in. "Thank you for the food."

Keigo's grin lowering into a genuine smile as he watched you eat.

After eating breakfast, another cup of coffee, cleaning up and putting away the leftovers you and Keigo enjoyed the silence and cuddles on the couch.

You with a book in your hand and him scrolling through his phone. You were trying to focus. It was no use, you kept reading the same lines over and over as you become restless.

Keigo noticed. He pulled you closer and threw his phone onto the love seat beside the couch without a care, if it breaks, he could always get a new one. "Hey, what's on your mind?"

You sigh, closing your book, placed your bookmark into it and set it down on the coffee table. "The war is coming soon isn't it?"

Keigo stiffened, then relaxed. "You knew?" His arms tighten around your middle, pulling you closer into his lap as he leaned his head ontop of yours.

"Not when." You muttered, leaning your back against his chest, soaking in his warmth. "I know it's only a matter of time before The Heroes and The League would clash. The storm is coming, it will change everything, civilians, Hero Society, everything." You close your eyes. "I maybe free from it and had been a sidelines, but I still feel... so restless and worried."

"Do you know what Shigaraki is planning?" He asks gently.

You hum. "Only that he's sleeping and getting stronger." You open your eyes. "Everyone in The League wasn't so bad you know." You mumble, smiling fondle. "They were outcasts, misunderstood, The League felt like a found family... I miss them, they were my friends... Toga, Twice, Compress... Big Sis Magne.. Dabi." You swallowed, your smile vanishing.

Why were you talking about them now? You hadn't seen them in months. Were you feels nostalgic? Anxious? Wanted to finally talk about them? Share your story with Keigo when Touya already knew.

You suppose, if today was your last day, then you might as well share your past and keep your most hidden secrets to the grave. If Hawks decided to kill you after finding out that you betrayed him, you knew you'd deserve it.

Your friends would mourn you. Touya... he'd avenge you and want to drag Hawks to hell with him.

"You loved them?" Keigo frowned. He almost said him, expect his mouth wouldn't let him form the word. It died on his tongue and tasted like burnt ashes as he swallowed it back down, his heartbeat thudding hard in his ears.

"Yes," you whisper, biting your lower bit as you blink back tears. "Giran became the father I wished I had. Shiggy, Twice, and Spinner were my brothers, Big Sis Magne and Toga my sisters, Compress and Kurogiri were like two uncles holding the family together... and Dabi... I true loved.." You couldn't finish it. Your whole body shook as held yourself, trying to curl yourself into a ball in Keigo's arms.

All of these repressed feelings were overflowing, bottles shattering and crumbling.

"I'm sorry... Dammit, Dabi was right..." You furiously tried to wipe your tears away, more and more fell harder and faster in their place. "I am a big cry baby." Your body lip trembled, voice shaky.

Keigo turned you around and pressed your face into his chest. "Hey, it's alright, baby bird," He shushes gently, "I'm here." He wished he could do more than offer you comfort.

He felt like a wave of deja ju hit him, repeating the same night you left Dabi, left The League, and you two started living together as he comforted you.

Your distress and sadness made his instincts go haywire. He felt his inner beast yanking against his chains to try and reach you, cover you in his wings, sing and whisper sweet nothings and encouragement into your ears. He needed to comfort his mate, his dove, but how?

He felt so useless. He felt his shirt getting soaked with tears as he leaned back against the couch, getting comfortable. He was tired, but he couldn't leave you alone like this. Knew he couldn't leave you even if he tried.

He'll sleep once you've calmed down.

"There's nothing wrong with crying." He shushes gently, "It just means you've been too strong for too long, let it out." Holding you tighter into his embrace, his wings behind him sagging limply.

He wanted to kiss your tears away, whisper sweet nothings into your ear.

Anything to see you smile again.

He remembered something. It was dumb and childish, but his mother always did this to comfort him as a kid.

Keigo, licked his lips and cleared his throat. "Hush, little baby don't say a word. Mama's gonna buy you a mockingbird."

Your eyes widened as tears fell. Was Keigo singing a children's nursery rhyme? It was silly, but his voice was soothing and comforting as you sniffed, tears slowly drying as you listened.

"And if that mockingbird don't sing, Mama's gonna buy you a diamond ring." Keigo noticed you were calming down, your shoulders shaking less and less, it was working! He wanted to cheer and leap into the air, well, he did mentally as he grew more confident and continued to sing, a mini concert just for you.

He felt his inner beast calming as he slid your legs sideways across his lap, lightly, pressing your head into his chest and ran his fingers through your hair until he was finished.

The two of you bask in the silence and soak in each other's warmth. "Do you feel better now?" He asked growing nervous. At least, you weren't laughing at him. That was a relief.

You sniffed, reaching for a tissue and blew your nose as you giggled in-between getting up to throwing it away and washing your hands.

There it was. Keigo smiled softly, it was worth it, if it made you feel better.

You came back to straddle his lap, facing him with a sheepish smile as you wrapped your arms around his neck. "I didn't know that you could sing, red."

He playfully rolled his eyes. "Yes you have birdy." Wrapping his arms around your lower back out of habit. "I like to sing in the shower." He tried not to get too excited as he felt your heated core press against his as he tried to mentally think about anything else to keep himself under control.

You tilted your head and raised a brow. "Yes, but you sing off key on purpose to entertain yourself and use silly voices and laugh to yourself like a crazy person." You snicker as he blushes and doesn't deny it.

"You heard that, huh?" He smiles sheepishly.

"It's adorable, really, Kei." You brush his thick, unruly locks out of his face with your fingers, watching as he shivers underneath your touch.

"Not as cute as you walking round the house naked with only a towel around your neck as you dry your hair." He groans, biting his lower lips, hands traveling lower to grip your hips.

"What?" Your eyes widened, face scalding. "When did you catch me?" Pulling your hand away, but stayed still in his lap.

He did want you to stop petting him, inwardly whining as he answered. "Your first week living here." He chuckled awkwardly, running his thumbs over your hips. Oops, he didn't mean to let that tiny secret slip, but he couldn't help it. If you were going to tease him about his shower habits, then he'd fire one back. "I didn't mean to peep." He quickly explained himself, "I landed on the balcony and was about to open the screen door when I saw you like that." His face grew redder and hotter as he didn't want to admit him saving the lewd display in his head and replaying it over and over again while masturbating many times.

"So you are a perverted, dirty birdy after all aren't you?" You tease, blush fading away as your mouth curled into a smug smirk. "I knew it." You leaned to whisper into his ear. "I wonder." You hum. "How often do you jerk off to the thought of opening the window, wrapping your arms around me and bending me over, Kei?" Your voice drops to a rumbling purr and husky.

His hand tightened around your hips as he let out a mix between a deep groan and a whine. "Every other day, sometimes twice, baby." He felt blood immediately rush to his groin, causing his dick to twitch and grow half hard in his sweatpants, he knew you felt it as you widened your legs and pressed onto it on purpose! "I'm a healthy, full grown man. I can't help it, Y/n."

You couldn't help it, rolling your hips to grind on his growing hardness. "Don't be ashamed, Kei." You whisper. "Besides you heard me getting off last night and we've helped each other before, haven't we?"

How could he forget?

You two had decided to have a date night in: watching a stupid spoof movie, eating pizza, drinking when things got hot and heavy.

The flirting, chemistry between you two was at its highest. Both were sexually repressed, needy and desperately needed to get off.

So you offered and like the dumb, needy, touch starved, loved crazed idiot that he was, he accepted it. Willing to take any form of intimacy you were willing to give him, whatever you were comfortable with and didn't want to push you. Didn't want you to hate him.

So he let you lead and go at your own pace as the tv became background noise. He focused on slipping his hand underneath your clothes, into your underwear, using his fingers to make you fall apart while you jerked him off as he humped into your hand like a desperate, overly horny teenager being given his first handjob.

Watching you writhe and moan for him, the rise and fall of your chest, noticing how stiff and taut your nipples were through his hoodie, the cute blush on your face, how soaking wet you were because of him.

Not that bastard Dabi. Him.

That thought in his head echoed, finger fucking you more harder and rougher until your insides tightened, clamping down on his fingers and came. Only then did his hips buckle into your hand faster until he spilled his release into his sweatpants and onto your hand.

"Want to repeat that night with me, baby girl?" He grunt, grinding and rolling his hips in time with yours, following your rhythm.

Your breath hitched and you moaned as Keigo hit against your clit, jolts of pleasure running up your spine and caused your hips to jerk and pause before continuing that motion over and over. "Yes."

You leaned forward, interlocking your fingers around his neck and kisses him, soft and slow, then grew more heated and sloppy in between moans and groans.

Keigo gladly returned your kisses, raising one of his hands to sneak underneath his hoodie and your tank top, ghosting his fingers along your skin, chuckling as you gasp and felt goosebumps scatter. He continued traveling higher and higher until he cupping and groped one of your breasts, groaning and feeling the other. "Need to fully see you this time, if that's alright?" He asks, panting and pulling away, slipping his hand back out of your clothes to lightly and playfully tug on his hoodie.

A playful gleam in his amber gems.

You paused. Oh no. Your heartbeat stopped as your breath stilled. He'll see Touya's bites marks and hickies.

Apparently, Keigo noticed your change of demeanor as you remained quiet. You were tense. You looked so hesitant and guilty. Why? He didn't want to push you, but something wasn't right. It was nagging him. What was he missing?

The face you were making. It's the same as when you broke up with Dabi.

Keigo's eyes darkened and hardened. "That flamed bastard was here last night?" His chest hurt. He hoped he was wrong, but you were silent. You didn't deny it.

You grew more flustered. "'Kei-" Struggling to form words.

His grip tightened and possessive as he cursed underneath his breath. "What did he do? Tell me."

You didn't think things would end up like this. "He… he finger fucked me while I gave him a blowjob, ate me out… and fucked me."

Keigo's eyes widened, glowering as his jaw clenched and grind, straightening his posture. His wings spread behind his back, ruffling and puffing as his anger grew. "While you were on the phone with me?"

You shook against him, lowering your arms as your hair covered your eyes. "Y-Yes…" Tears prickling the corners. "I'm sorry… Keigo." You closed your eyes and whimpered.

"Damn that burnt bastard." He growled, leaning down and cupping your face. "Y/n, look at me, baby bird." His voice was soft, eyes softening.

You didn't listen and shook harder.

He pressed his forehead against your own. "I've waited until you were ready to give yourself to me instead of just taking you…" Brushing the stray tears with the back of his thumbs as you flenched, it hurt him. "Please, open your pretty eyes for me, baby girl." He let go and waited, or at least, he tried. He couldn't hold back anymore.

You opened your eyes. "Kei.. I'm sorry-"

He cut you off, claiming your mouth. "I'll make up for lost time, I promise." He whispers in-between kisses, each one growing more and more passionate and dominating. "Make you scream my name… claim you as my mate… my little bird… my dove… mine."

Keigo's wings wrapped around the two of you, clouding your vision in a sea of red crimson feathers as you kissed him back. Wrapping your arms around his shoulders and moaned in his mouth. "But… what about-" You tried pulling away, but Keigo would let you.

"Fuck him." He growled, lips trailed to your jaw to the crook of your neck as his hands skimmed over your body, groping and massaging your breast and the other kneading your ass. "Focus on me, Y/n."

Your body was so responsive, back arching as your own hands began to explore his body. His hard and taunt muscles underneath his shirt to trail and grip both of his ass cheeks, hearing him groan and moan in your ear.

"Fuck, baby girl." He groans, wrapping your legs around his waist to grind his aching tent in his pants against your own. "You drive me crazy…. so feral and needy."

"Keigo," You pant, rolling your hips to grind back, feeling your core grow more wetter and panties soaking.

Dammit, the seducer was getting seduced.

Of course, the player known as Hawks was getting played.

Figures the only woman he wanted was an ex villain.

He didn't give a damn about that. The past was the past. He wanted to focus on you, his future with you. He needed to show you how much he wanted you, craved you.

Dabi's flames may burn like the flames of hell itself, but you will learn why Hawks is the King underneath the sun, his own passion, fire and lust was just as scalding.

Keigo pulled away first, leaning back to yank his shirt over his head and drop it onto the floor. "I want you, dove." He moved you two to lay you gently down onto the couch as he leaned back and stood.

You pant and gasp for air, admiring and ogling him.

Started hooking his thumbs into the waistband of his sweatpants, then pauses, meeting your eyes. "Do you want me too?" He pulls you upright and pressing your breasts flat against his chest, wrapping an arm around your lower back and the other cupping your face. "Please, let the answer be yes, Y/n?" Running the back of his thumb over your tear stained and flushed cheek. "Let me make love to you, not just fuck you."

You can see that his feelings and desires are genuine. "Why are you asking when you already know my answer is yes, Keigo?"

His grip on you tightens. "You deserve more respect than that."

Well, that makes sense. It's sweet. Sure you weren't some innocent maiden, but it made your heart pound harder and louder in your chest. Of course, you were too curious to pull away. You smile and sass back, "Don't go disappointing me, Hero." You tease, raising a brow. "Or I might stay a Villain Stan for the rest of my days."

Keigo stiffened, eyes widen.

Uh oh, did you tease him too much?

You frown, "Kei?"

His hair covered his eyes, then liquid ambers met your own gems, burning and molten as gold. "Oh no. I'm not giving my worshiper back to that bastard." He hissed, shaking his head and pulling you back into a heart-pounding kiss filled with passion and tongues.

Something feral and primal had been unlocked by that challenge as his warm muscles twined and strokes against yours. "I'm not give you up," Keigo repeated and declared, promising both you and himself, pulling away to pull your hoodie and tank top off, "Not giving my dove and treasure back to the lame ass dragon." He growled, dark and promising as he yanked both his hoodie and your tank top off. He was rewarded by staring down at your chest, immediately bewitched and enthralled. "Goddamn, your tits are fantastic," he muttered to himself, he felt his mouth salivate.

You shivered underneath the winged heroes lustful and appreciative leering. It wasn't out of fear as he looked at you like some dark hungry and ravenous beast as if you were an offering laying out before him. "He won't ever give up." You muttered back. It was stupid to challenge him while half naked, but you couldn't help it.

Keigo's lips tugged into a cocky smirk and met your gaze. "Neither do I, my pretty dove." He reached out, cupping and fondling your breasts with his hands, molding, squeezing and flattening his palms. Feeling your body arch into his touch and moan, you pressed heated kisses along the hollow of his throat, sucked hard on the skin and bit down, shivering as he grunted and groaned in answer. "My dove has quite a bite," he chuckles in between a needy moan, "Worth it."

"You promised to out do Dabi, Hawks." You muttered against his skin, soothing the bite with your tongue. "Prove it, Hero." You whisper sweet, low and sultry. "Show me paradise. The land of the legendary Heroes."

Lowering his hands to your hips, pushing his own forward, making you feel his hardness against your hip, rutting and grinding against you. "You'll scream the name of your new god, baby girl" Snaking a hand down the waistline of your yoga pants, trailing down underneath your panties, "Think of me for real the next time you use that cute blue vibrator whenever you fuck yourself with it," past your curls, over your swollen and needy clit, lower and running his middle and index fingers over your soaking slit. "Goddamn you are so wet f'me?" He hissed, sucking in a breath as you tilted your head back and moaned.

He lowered you down onto your back, yanking down your yoga pants and panties and tossed them behind him as he feasted his eyes on your naked body for the first time while he lowered his sweatpants and boxers. "So beautiful and prefect." His erection sprang free, hard and begging for attention.

You licked your lips, reaching forward and stroked him as his head fell back. "All of this is for me, red?" You purr, staring at him through your lashes watching him moan and shudder, feeling his heartbeat throbbing in your palm, continuing to stroke him and twisting your wrist. "Seems all that ego wasn't just for show after all." You felt heat and more wetness pool between your thighs.

Keigo bit his lip, trying to keep a whine from slipping past his lips as he nodded his head. "Yes, dove." He panted, hand gripping the back of the couch, white knuckled and strained, the muscles in his arms bulging. "I'm glad that you approve." He swallowed thickly, chuckling weakly, buckling his hips into your hand. "He's all yours, baby bird. I swear it, fuck."

He looked so desperate and needy. "Need to make you cum first." He lightly pulled your hand away to kneel between your legs. "Spread your legs for me, precious, pretty please?"

Following his command, you parted your thighs.

Keigo released a heavy and breathy groan, licking his lips before lowering his head, hooking his hands underneath you ass and pulling you closer to his face to trailed kisses along your inner thigh. He noticed a bite mark there, glaring at it and bit down on the meat of your thigh, causing your to jump and moan. "Mine," he growled, licking the bite with his tongue, then lower closer and closer to your core.

You ran your hands through his blonde locks. "Keigo." You moaned shamelessly, the anticipation was killing you.

He stopped just above your sex, golden ambers meeting your own. "Do you want me to make you cum on my tongue?" His eyes had grown dark and fierce, teasing and predatory.

A delicious shiver rolled down your spine. "Yes." You whispered, swallowing, cheeks growing rosy. "Please, Keigo." His mouth was inches away from you clit, you spread your legs wider for him and rolled your hips.

Keigo held your gaze, parting his lips, sticking out his tongue, licking a teasing stripe between your folds to your clit, rolling the nub before flattening his tongue and giving a hard suck between strokes.

Your breath hitched as you moaned, hips jerked into his face. "Y-Yes... just like.. that, K-Kei."

He groaned in answer, pressing himself closer to give more teasing licks between your folds, lapping at your juices and pussy like a starved man. "Y/n," he muttered, "baby girl, use me, ride my fucking face."

Your hands tightened in Keigo's hair. "Are you sure?"

He pulled back. "Yes, do it, dove." His expression softening, nearly begging. "I need you to cum on my face."

You weren't going to deny it, but.... you always wanted to try something. "Kei? Can you sit on the couch?" You let go and sat upright.

The blonde furrowed his brows. "Okay." He got up and sat down in the middle of the couch, watched as you stood, hovering over his face. Giving him a full and tasteful view of your sex. Then it clicked, oh. "You are full of surprises and bold, baby girl." He smirked, winking and sticking his tongue out again, waiting.

Oh fuck, he looks so pretty like that. You spread your legs on either side of his head, spreading yourself with your fingers and lowering your pussy into his waiting mouth, breath hitching as you pressed you full weight into him, feeling his hands return to knead and grope your ass. "This will shut you up," You mock in between moans, "damn yapping bird," grinding your hips, ranking your hands into his hair.

He groaned and whined, eyes rolling into the back of his head. A hand leaving your ass to wrap around his aching and throbbing shaft, stroking himself in a tight fist. "Shit," his curse was muffled as he continued to eat you out, letting you have full control.

"Kei," you lowered your gaze, meeting his eyes as he listened, grunting and greedily feasting on your cunt. "Don't you dare hold back." You pants. "Cum with me."

He nodded his head, leaning back to spit into his hand, stroking himself faster and harder, buckling his hips.

You pant, legs shaking as you hump his face. Your heartbeat drumming hard in your ears and your legs growing shaky and burning as you continued chasing after the high, your release. The sound of Keigo's groans and moans, him jerking himself faster and in time with your movements, his tonue flickering in between feasting and sucking on your clit, slurping down and licking your slick, greedy for more.

"C'mon dove," he whines in between your legs. "Cum on my fucking face." Shoving his face further in-between your dripping wet and hot cunt, nearly suffocating himself. If he dies, he'd gladly die happily. "Baby, please, give it to me," his voice muffed as he returns to devouring your pussy like a man possessed, growing more and more pussy drunk and greedy, head following your movement and he continued stroking and strangling his cock with his hand.

You keen louder, arcing your back as you felt the cord snap, fingers tightening into his hair as you climax and release a high pitch moan. "Keigo!" His name coming out like a prayer, "Keigo!"

Keigo closes his eyes as he came, his wings were spread wide as his whole body quivered, shook and trembled, muttering your name as he spilling into his hand, chest, abdomen and pubes, gasping and swallowing your release.

You were both panting and wrecked.

You pulled away, sliding your body down into his lap, straddling him and grinding your core against his oversensitive and still pulsing hard cock, inwardly smirking as he hissed. You didn't care about the mess or the smell of cum and sex, it wasn't anything new to you before. Sex was messy anyways. Who gives a shit.

Keigo laughed, "I'm not done with you." Cupping your face with his clean hand and bringing you into a kisses.

"Me either, red." You giggled, spreading your legs wider, gripping his shoulders to grind your soaking wet core down on him. "Gonna give this dick a test drive, don't I?"

Keigo's hands gripped your hips, buckling upward, the wet noises hitting both of your ears. "I don't hear her complaining, sweetheart." He chuckles and grunts.

Oh, this cocky bird. You grinding down harder, then hover, rolling your hips, watching as his eyes widen when you fill the tip of his cockhead poking against your entrance. "Japan number two cocky Hero is about to sink his cock into an ex- villains pussy and you are okay with that?"

He met your gaze. "I've done worse." He gives a cocky grin, hands tightening on your hips. He wanted to lower you down and impale you on his cock. He waited. "Do you want to stop?" He really didn't want to, he was close, but would respect your wishes.

You snickered. "Fuck no."

"That's my girl," he lowered you down, shoving the head of his dick past your slick folds, inch by inch into your tight, warm, and wet walls as he sucked in a breath. He takes that back. Your insiders were light liquid fire and burning hot, he couldn't stop, dared not stop, he was finally where he wanted to be. Inside of you. "My." He panted, lowering you, slow, teasingly slow onto his rock hard cock. "Dirty, slutty, naughty goddamn bad girl." He shoved the last of himself inside to the hilt before giving you full control.

You both groan in pleasure, then you spread your legs wider, holding his shoulders and start moving, up and down. "You got that right," You chuckle, resulting in your insides squeezing down on him, making him groan underneath you and continue teasing him. Maybe it was Dabi's influence on you? Or how much you loved his needy, pussy drunk and perverted expression on his pretty face as he answered in honest pleasure moans and groans. "Hypocritical, corrupt and pervert of a Hero." You sass back in between moans, grinding and bouncing on his dick.

"Fuck, yes, yes!" He moaned, nodding his head.

As much Keigo would love nothing more than to bend you over, he decided to take what he could get. He already has you in his lap and has you riding him. He wasn't going to waste it. His sharp, dilated, honeyed gaze trails down your body, loving the way your body jiggles and tits bouncing in his face. His mouth salivates as he runs his tongue over one of you hardened and pert nipples, capturing it in his mouth as his grip on your hips tightens, then lowering to grab handful of the meat of your ass cheeks.

He lets go to groan, moan and coo filthy words and praises into your ear as he thrusts his hips upward into your tight and sloppy, soaking wet insides. Maybe next time, he'll bend you over the couch, his bed, the coffee table, hell, even the kitchen counter. The thought alone had his cock harder, causing you to whine and moan louder into his mouth as he panted.

Yes, oh yes, he wanted to make love to you, bred you, fuck you, he's claimed you as his mate now. He'd be damned, if he gave you back to Dabi now.

Keigo felt his inner instincts, the cages beasts rising as he fucked up into you harder. A beastial growl left his lips, eyes darkening. His feathers ruffling and fluttered as he held you tight to stand onto his feet, causing you to tighten your hold around his neck and waist. "Yes, my dove." He purrs in between grunts, "I've got you, baby, my little mate."

He nuzzles into the crook of your neck, cooing and chirping, a deep rumbling leaving his chest as he walks towards his bedroom, lifting you off to gently lay you down onto the bed. So many sinful fantasies of you spread like this, so many night he ached and lusted for you, and now one of his greedy wishes had come true.

You were finally his.

Here in his bed, covered in his scent, in his nest.

Right where you belonged.

Keigo felt himself puff up with pride, his wings flapping in excitement, causing feathers to fly. He got a naughty and sinful idea. "Spread your legs for me, dove." Keigo asks sickly sweet, watching as you shivered from the dark undertone as you obeyed, spreading your thighs wide, baring your cunt for him.

He commanded one of his feathers to nestle between you legs and rub against your puffy, swollen and needy clit. You gasp and moan, head tilting back and your hips jerked, Keigo spit into his hand, lowering to his hard cock and groaned, his intense gaze lowering to your wet, drooling pussy. "That's right, Y/n. Let me take care of you." His cock hardened and jerked in his hand, "Fuck."

He sent more of his feathers to lay beneath you to complete his fantasy. He hummed in approval, kneels onto the bed, crawling towards you as he met your gaze. "Y/n, my mate. My sweet treasure." He cupped your face with his free hand and he continued to stroke himself, shuddering and moaning, smirk lowering into a smile. "I'll ask again my sweet. Do you want my cock? My love? My everything, it's yours."

You panted, nodding your head.

He chuckles as he stops, his cock, twitched and jumped in protest, his balls ached. "I need to hear it, precious." He ignored it and focused on you. "Use your pretty words for me, please?"

"Yes," You gasp, feeling his feather dig further into your aching and sensitive clit before he stopped.

"Yes, what my pretty dove?" He tilt his head, oh, the sneaky little shit. He damned well knew what you meant! Giving you that fake assed, innocent smile while hovering over you with his full throbbing dick out, eyeing you like you were a snack and getting ready to be jumped and pounded into the mattress.

You half whined, half groaned in frustration. "Get your feathered ass over here and fuck me, Hawks."

Keigo chuckled, "Yes, ma'ma." He lined himself up and pushed his hips forward. "If I didn't know any better," he grunts, spreading your thighs wider. "You've grown tighter f'me."

"You.. keep fuckin' teasing and yappin.." You gasp, hands fisting the sheets and stroking a few of his feathers underneath you, watching in amusement as the man shudders and quakes above you, "more than fucking me, red."

His gentle smile turns cocky, widening his stance, "Quite talkin' n start fuckin', huh?" Lowering to cage you against him as he sinks home. "As my little mate wishes," he pulls halfway out and shoves himself back in, hard and deep, fast paced thrusts.

"Yes, fuck, yes." You cling to him. "Keigo."

"There's my dirty baby girl." Keigo praises pulling you into a heated, sloppy kiss before pulling out, nearly bending your body in half, knees pressed into your chest and wide, pausing and meeting your eyes. "Gonna stuff you full of my cum this time, precious." He growls, shoving himself back in, hitting your inside deep and fast.

The air was knocked out of you lungs as you were at your winged lover mercy, taking every hard, sharp and brutal thrust picked up speed, fucking and rutting into like a sex crazed, animal during mating season. And like the cock drunk slut that you were moaned and answered, "Gimme your cum, Keigo! Please!" You whine, reaching out and clawing his chest as he growled and shuttered, his wings fluttering and twitched as his cock twitched inside.

The sound of skin slapping against skin, moans and groans of pleasure, the filthy and lewd wet sounds, his hips meeting yours, nothing else in the world mattered. It was just you and him. Him and you. His dove and mate. Your red winged Icarus.

You raised your hands to pull him into a heated kiss, moaning into his mouth louder when the red feather moved again, grinding and digging harder against your clit.

He felt your insides tighten and flutter, as his own second orgasm approached faster than he anticipated. "Fuck, Y/n!" Keigo panted and huffed, lowering his hands to flattening them against the bed. "I'm gonna fill you up s' good, dove." His hips thrusts and hips started to jerk and stutter, but he didn't stop. He need to feel you come on his cock, squirm and mark him with your juices.

You sang so pretty for him. "Gimme, Kei." You moan, meeting his gaze. His eyes were full dilated, lost in pleasure and lust, the brightest amber orbs you've ever seen. The beast inside him looking at you, wordlessly claiming you as his mate, his female, his, his!

You tilted your head to the side, surrendering to him, both to the beast and Keigo. You heard Keigo chirp, coo and purr in approval. "Good little mate. Mine. Mine." Keigo's voice was deep and husky, sinful and sexy. "Forever." He leaned down and bit your neck hard while he continued to rut and pound hard into you, that did it, your eyes rolled into the back of your head as you keened and came, your body spasmed and jerked, then went limp.

Keigo came soon after, releasing a loud guttural growling snarl as he shot hot, thick, milky white cum into your insides. He released his claiming bite as his wings, fanned out behind him, red feathers flying as he lazily hummed into your oversensitive and sore core. "Y/n, dove," he whined, holding you closer to him as he licked and soothed his bite with his tongue and shivered, growing completely sit and still fully inside. "I love you." He whispered into your ear, soft and sweet.

Your eyes widened.

He didn't?

This bastard did.

Without thinking you whispered back, "I love you too, Keigo."

Keigo's bottom lip trembled, tears spilling freely as he cupped you face and kissed you. "Thank you." He muttered, broken and soft. "For accepting me...for loving me." More tears fell as you held him and kissed him back.

You didn't know how long you two stayed like that.

You were so exhausted as you cuddled into Keigo's chest. You were fighting sleep, you knew when you woke he would have to leave again.

Today is the day.

You needed to find a way reach Dabi and Shigaraki.

Would this be the last time you saw Keigo, your shining sun? Or would the next time you saw him you would be enemies?

Hawks, the winged angel of vengeance?

You didn't want to think about it right now.

"Sleep," he chuckles, the vibrations pressing against your body as he rolled you over onto your side, pressed your back and ass against him, spooning you. His red wing covering you two again like a blanket of soft, red feathers. "I'll wake you up before I leave this time."

"Promise?" You mutter, eyes falling shut.

"Promise, my dove." Keigo smiled, nuzzling into the crook of your neck and kissed your shoulder, "With kisses on top."

True to his word, Keigo woke you up after he had showered, finished the rest of his breakfast and redressed.

You groaned when he peppered you head and neck with kisses as you halfheartedly shoved him away weakly, muttering, "Lemme sleep, red."

Keigo laughed, pulling you into his arms and nuzzled into your neck, purring and cooing into your ear. "Gimme a goodbye kiss and I'll let you sleep, precious."

Blinking and half glaring you turned your head and gave him a lazy peck on the lips. "There."

"Nope, try again, dove." He chuckled, grinning wide. Bringing you back for a proper kiss.

"Kei," you whine, pouting cutely. "I'm sleepy."

Jesus, he's fucking worse than Touya. You swear to god. One more kiss. One more cuddles. One more fucking. Can you go back to sleep, please?!

"Dream of me won't you?" Keigo muttered, laying you back down and covering you back up. "I love you, Y/n." He moved your hair behind your ear, cupping your face with a gloved hand and kissed the top of your head.

You hummed, falling back into the land of dreams, mumbling. "Love you. Be safe."

Keigo smiled, he felt so happy. He didn't want to leave He wanted to join you in bed and never leave. But he had to go. Today's the big day. He sighed, frowning. Reaching out, grabbing a lock of your hair, bringing it to his lips, closing his eyes and kissing it. Wait for me, dove.

Reopening his eyes and leaning back, Keigo pulled a silver chain out of coat pocket and attached a new red feather out of his wings, and placed it into your hand, "Feathers burn and wither away, dove... but my heart will always belong to you," he whispered, clasping your fingers around it.

He rose to his feet, burning the image of you curled up in his bed. If there was a God out there somewhere, listening. If I don't return. Please protect her. He prayed as he turned and left, shoving his visor over his eyes before he fought the impulse to run away with you, leave Japan and never look back.

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You didn't know how long you'd slept in.

After last night and this morning, you were beyond exhausted.

Dragging yourself out of Keigo's bed, stumbling sleepily towards his bathroom to shower and clean yourself again. You used Keigo's body wash without thinking before going back into your room and redressing in a pair of faded blue jeans and a red over sized sweater.

Brushing your hair and teeth as you reheated your leftover breakfast and drank more coffee.

When you turned on the tv, you dropped your drink.

Touya was on tv, shirtless, baring his scarred, burnt body and deep dark secret to the world.

You knew his secret. Knew his true name. Knew that Endeavor was his father.

You covered your mouth as you listened to his speech, your dark haired lover spilling his story, the skeleton's in Endeavors closet, Touya's origin, but that's not what had you choking back your tears.

No.

It can't be true.

Hawks killing Twice.

Twice was dead.

You turned away from the tv, scrambled into your room, pulled out your black duffel and filled it with essentials out of habit.

You couldn't breath. If Hawks had stabbed Twice in the back, someone he considered a friend.

Then... what would he do to you when he discovered that his lover, his girlfriend was a spy?

You were so panicked, so far out of it that you didn't hear your door open or someone approaching you until they wrapped their arms around you.

Pressing you into their heated chest, hand coming up to cover your eyes as tears fell and the other underneath your chest. You screamed and struggled until a familiar voice cooed into your ear. "Shhh, easy, doll, it's me."

You paused and whimpered, "Touya?"

"I've come to steal my baby doll away from her golden feathered cage." Touya purred, burying his nose into the crook of your neck, uncovering your eyes. "I've burnt and clipped that fakers feathers." He sounded proud and smug, then his brows furrowed and lips formed into a thin line before gritting his teeth and growled, his hold on you turned iron clad, possessive. "But first, go shower.. you smell like that bastard.. so you did fuck him, huh?"

"Yes." You whisper, sinking into his warmth.

Touya didn't react like you thought he would. Yes, he was jealous. He meant what he said last night, he loved you and he wasn't giving you up. He would steal you away from that two-faced Hero. His lips pulled back into a grin as he laughed. "What a shameless, slutty and honest doll I have?" He turned you around to face him, tilting your chin in his hand and forcing you to meet his burning, intense blues. "Gave that fucker a taste of heaven before sending him off to die."

It hurt to hear him call you a whore, but it was true. It didn't matter anymore. You were more worried about Jin and Himiko, your friends. You needed to know. Your frown deepened, hands clutching his shirt. "Is Jin really dead, Touya?" Eyes growing misty again.

Touya frowned, wiping your tears away with his thumps. "Yes, Hawks killed him. I was there and saw it first hand.. I recorded it using one of Skeptics Camera."

"What about the others?" You asked, taking in Touya's appearance for the first time since last night. His hair was shaggy and white, his burn scars had spread higher on his face. You had helped him redye his hair so many times, but you always missed his snow white hair. You thought it suited him best.

"Shigaraki is healing and Compress was captured so the rest of us could escape." He leaned down and kissed your forehead. "Go, I'll finish packing and tear up the place a lil'." He smirked, lowering his hands to your ass and giving to a hard squeeze. "Then I'll join you, fuck you again before we go."

You nodded you head and obeyed, felling Touya's face on you the whole time.

Shigaraki is awake, it's time to go back and rejoin what was left of The League, or The Paranormal Liberation Front.

Dabi found the stuffed cat Hawks had won for you months ago and attached a note on the stitched cat with the silver chain and red feather around it's neck.

I've stolen back what's mine, fake Hero.

Come and find me

Dabi.

---- End of Part 3 ----

Part 1: My World

Part 2: It's Not Over

Part 4: Here Comes Goodbye

Part 5: Rebirthing

Song's I listened to while writing: Its not Over by Daughtry, Drown in You - Daughtry, The Dark Of You - Breaking Benjamin, El Tango De Roxanne From "Moulin Rouge", Blessless by Tielle

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“hurts?” you parrot disbelievingly, too deep under the spell to feel the burn in your thighs. “‘zuku, know what hurts?”

“no, i know,” he sobs, balls squeezing painfully as the familiar pressure returns to his cock. it’s familiar, but it’s not the same; there’s no cum involved, he’s been drained too dry to give you anything. “l-last time, please. i need a minute to, ngh, relax.”

it hurts. izuku’s cock is practically purple with overstimulation, but he’s too entranced to pull you off himself. when you’d arrived home, tugging at his belt and babbling about what had happened, izuku took a moment to consider if he had any notes on something like this.

villains with these types of quirks have always been rare, and it’s just his luck that one popped up before valentine’s day.

the couch groans from the combination of movement and weight on it, yawning with wear. izuku has never underestimated your strength or sex drive, but this . . you’re bouncy, and he’s wondering if the villain’s quirk enhanced your stamina too.

in a startling display of affection, you grab at his jaw and kiss away his tears, cooing sweet, sensual nothings into his ear. your voice is smooth when you tell him how good he’s doing, how sexy he looks when he’s whining so sweetly. just when he’s thinking it can’t get any better, you hit him where he’s weakest with a sultry murmur of want you to put a baby in me, izuku.

flustered, he can’t help but let out a squeal when you nip at his neck, kissing over previous bites and smatterings of freckles.

“do what you want with me,” he surrenders, verdant green eyes meeting your own. “hah, if that’s what you want, jus’ use me. fuck me, baby.”

BAKUGO KATSUKI.

⟡ you have the misfortune of tracking a villain with japan’s number one hero, the all too explosive dynamight. everything completely unravels during the confrontation, when katsuki’s rushing forward to deliver the final blow. the dastardly villain releases a thick, noxious smoke that fills the air with a sickening sweetness — despite all the coughing and hacking, he manages to subdue the villain until the police arrive, but you never make it back to the agency to regroup.

ridiculous, is all you can think as you’re being folded in half in the back of a company car that’s sneakily wedged in an alleyway. katsuki’s not-so-gentle teeth nip at the tender skin of your thighs, and he doesn’t think twice about the marks that are sure to show up by tomorrow.

“d-deeper, katsuki,” you writhe against the seats, too handsy for his liking. “please, it’s not deep eno—”

“shut it,” he grunts, scowling down at you. his usual expression doesn’t quite have the same effect it usually does, since it’s been mellowed out by the villain’s aphrodisiac like quirk. “don’t you dare tell me how to fuck, got it?”

a bratty huff escapes you, and you make a show of rolling your eyes at him, seemingly unimpressed. “i wouldn’t have to if you’d just do it right. oh, but who am i to judge the number one?”

a vein bulges from his forehead as he listens, crimson eyes seething silently while you continue to lay it on thick. “i guess dynamight can fuck however he wants, even if it’s subpar—”

in an instant, katsuki’s hand is on your throat and applying just enough pressure to force out a gasp from you. that teasing and talking back worked—now he’s really about to come undone, show you just how strong the number one pro can really be.

“can’t take that back now, can you? if you think you can insult me and order me around, oh,” katsuki grinds his teeth, pressing your knees into your chest without taking a moment to appreciate the pretty moan that leaves you. “fuck, you’ve got another thing coming. shut your mouth.”

“make me.”

he can’t seem to recall a time where he’s ever been this turned on—that aphrodisiac quirk’s got nothing on the way you talk to him, challenge him in a way that nobody has before.

katsuki draws his hips back, slow and deliberate in each movement. you were right, he wasn’t giving you his all; but now, he will, and he won’t stop until you eat your words. deeper? harder? faster? if that’s what you’re asking for, he’ll give it to you.

you watch breathlessly, mesmerized by the frustrated scrunch of his face, all because he can’t stop replaying your words in his head. a harsh slap to your clit snaps you out of your daze the moment it lands, stinging terribly.

“let’s work up to that, alright? you’re going to—”

“what if i don’t, katsuki?” you tip your chin up at him, looking down your nose at him. “then what?”

another slap, this time with a little more strength behind it. he disregards everything you just said, getting ready to give you an explosive orgasm you’ll have to work hard for.

“that’s what. now, let’s try that again—you’ll be good and count each slap, unless you want me to spank this slutty pussy raw,” satisfied by the responding clench of your cunt, he arches a brow and smirks. “your choice, brat.”

TODOROKI SHOTO.

⟡ with a new, unstable virus spreading rapidly through japan, scientists are racing to develop a cure. it seems to act like the standard flu, but it affects quirk users differently—shoto ends up with an unusual kind of fever.

“ah, ‘m cumming, sho,” cum squirts from your pussy like a waterfall, and everything’s so overwhelming that you unintentionally push his cock out. “good, ‘s so fucking good.”

sweat coats his face, clinging to the rough scar on shoto’s left side. panting, he sucks in a breath, grasping around for his swollen cock.

“i’m sorry,” his voice cracks once his tip slides through your sticky folds and makes your back jolt off the bed, “it’s just—shit, it’s not enough.”

“a-again? i, hah, don’t know if that’s a good—”

shoto shakes his head, shivering as a thin layer of frost appears on his right cheek; it sparkles brilliantly before melting into droplets of water that drip from his jaw. “i’m still burning up,” it’s completely out of bounds, but the low rasp of his sickly voice scratches an itch in your brain. “see, lovey? can’t even use my quirk to fix it.”

a sigh escapes you, and you spread your trembly thighs one more time. “i might be too tired to drive you to the hospital after this,” you warn.

“i know, but baby,” gratefully, shoto pushes forward, burying his cock to the hilt inside you. his warm hand settles on your lower belly to add some pressure, gearing you up for another explosive orgasm. “i don’t wanna be like this when we go to the hospital.”

he flushes darkly with embarrassment, and the mental image of a tortured shoto rutting into a hospital bed as waves of the fever’s severe effects overwhelm him is enough to make you soften.

once he starts to thrust, developing a rhythm that would put your own fingers to shame, his mouth drops open and he’s babbling incoherently. “ . . always so fucking hot around you, baby. i-it’s not my fault you’re so—haa, shit—so perfect, making me burn up whenever you’re not looking.”

and because being this deep inside you is as close as he can get to heaven, shoto sees no reason to hold back on the honest praise. he’s always been a little shy to express himself during sex, mouth drying up whenever he tries to say something rather dirty, but not now. since his brain is being fried by the heat at the moment, he won’t feel any embarrassment.

“sho, right there,” a breath is punched out of your lungs, and your nails scratch at his shoulders each time his tip kisses your sweet spot. “oh god, ‘m gonna make a mess again!”

his cock twitches and he moans your name, only egging you on. “can’t wait to taste it, darling.”

you fall off the edge, his words serving as the final push. euphoria curls through you, cresting like a wave until the sensitivity becomes too much, bringing you back to earth. abs clenching, shoto pulls out to cover your stomach in white.

in an instant, shoto’s temperature drops. quietly, he shivers against you, huffing into your neck.

“i want to stay like this before we leave.”

“you’ve got ice forming rapidly on your back, sho.”

“it’ll melt if i’m cuddling with you . . could you also rub my back? maybe i just need to sleep it off.”

KIRISHIMA EIJIROU.

⟡ eijirou listened to you specifically tell him NOT to eat the wrapped cookies you had in the fridge and when you left, he did exactly that.

“babe, baby, you feel so good,” cum races down his fingers in creamy rivulets, puddling at the base of his cock. caught up in his fantasy, eijirou flicks his wrist faster, hoping with all his heart to imitate the hot squeeze of your cunt. “s-so pretty when you take me, always so fuckin’ beautiful.”

his voice cracks just as the door opens, and your purse falls to the floor. your boyfriend is spread out on the bed, flushed feverishly and gasping out your name like he’s delirious—it would be the perfect scene to come home to if you didn’t spot two torn cookie wrappers near him.

“eijirou,” you speak his name lowly, catching his eyes and raising a brow. he’s not sure if he should feel awkward or turned on because of your scolding tone, so he just swallows dryly and looks toward you with hooded eyes. “already forgot the speech i gave you? why’d you eat the cookies?”

shame creeps up his neck and makes his skin prickle uncomfortably. grasping for a response, eijirou decides to question you right back. “why’d you have sex cookies in the fridge?”

“they were a surprise for valentine’s!”

oh.

now he really feels dumb for spoiling your plans. perhaps if he hadn’t been so hungry, so greedy, he wouldn’t be embarrassed under your scrutinizing gaze.

but the feeling doesn’t last long—your tough face drops into something more sultry: doe eyes and an upturned quirk of your lips that’s sure to finish him.

the mattress sinks under your weight, and you scoot beside him with a self satisfied smile. it’s small and quiet, but a voice in the back of his head tells him maybe you wanted this to happen; you certainly don’t look too upset about it.

“no way, baby,” a hiss escapes him when you slap his cum-stained hand away from his cock, instead choosing to replace them with your own. “am i dreaming? mrs. red riot, are you—”

his narration throws you off, and you choke just kissing his tip. you know eijirou’s surprised and eternally grateful, but damn. “mr. red riot, you’d be quiet if you wanted me to.”

“sorry,” he says earnestly, tensing up to hide the fact that he’s shaking like a leaf when you finally take him in your mouth. “i’ve just—” he inhales sharply as you slowly, torturously take him inch by inch. “i’ve been waiting s-so long for you to come home, babe.”

you swallow, throat squeezing tight around his cock, and eijirou’s clean hand flies to the back of your head, hovering precariously. “i’m crazy about you, all day every day, and the cookies made it worse. ‘m sorry for spoiling the surprise, i didn’t mean to—haa, w-what’re you doing to me? oh, you’re gonna make me—”

it doesn’t take long for obscene slurps and occasional gags to fill the room as you suck eijirou’s cock, spoiling him with each languid bob of your head. it’s too much, and the tension grows thicker in his gut, setting his insides ablaze with anticipation.

he’s hurtling toward his high, jerking his hips up and shamelessly preparing to fill up your throat this quickly—but then, you push yourself off of him. a shudder ripples through his body, and he throws you a pained, wide eyed look.

“why’d you..? baby?”

you motion for him to lay on his back, and he can see the gears in your head turning behind a wicked smile. “might as well draw it out, hm?”

“you’re gonna milk me?”

he’s so cute . .

you want to see him crying.

you hum, “only until you’re begging for me to stop.”

KAMINARI DENKI, ft. SERO HANTA

⟡ an undercover sting at a mysterious village with your work partners doesn’t go as smoothly as planned. the village, out in the far country, has been reported as the one place with the highest levels of quirk activity in japan. little did you know about the fact that this place is home to infectious pollen that makes its way into people via the air, or about its temporary effects on people . .

“what the fuck,” you moan, vision blurry between their faces and intermittent flashes of light. “there’s no way it’s from a plant, it can’t be—”

hanta’s tongue darts out to lick the salt away from his upper lip, and he points a finger toward a passage in the encyclopedia. “the symptoms are, ngh, the same.”

one of your hands works denki’s cock while the other shakily flips through an encyclopedia of germs and the like; hanta’s buried to the hilt inside of you, tan cheeks flushed with exertion.

“can’t you just read after?” denki unhelpfully suggests, blinking back a few tears while sparks of electricity fly off from his blond hair. “let’s just fix—yeah, baby, jus’ like that—fix the problem now and figure it out later.”

“shut it, denks,” hanta rolls his eyes, rocking his hips into you. despite the fact that the three of you are totally naked and in the middle of some kind of threesome, you’re researching what apparently caused this surge of uncontrollable arousal.

things began not long after you arrived in the village, where everything had looked unsuspecting and normal. surely there was a villain lurking around somewhere . . ? why else would there be so much unusual activity, enough to alert the authorities?

“look, they f-found something similar in america,” hanta’s voice wavers uncharacteristically, his own high racing through him with such intensity he doubles over.

“forget about the book,” denki’s begging while pressing dazed kisses to your tits, one hand tossing the book aside and slipping between your trembling thighs. “c’mon, babe. show us what you look like when you cum.”

perhaps this is something to be selfish about — when will an opportunity to fuck your hot coworkers come around again? hanta’s everything you’ve been daydreaming about, with a muscular physique sharp enough to have been cut from stone. denki’s just as attractive, though his features are softer, the result of his constant snacking while on the job or in the agency.

hanta nods in assent, already trailing over the edge. “want you to gush all over me, baby.”

thrashing under denki’s fingers, it momentarily occurs to you that maybe they’re a little too experienced. neither of them were concerned with a threesome when it was suggested, and there’s no mistakes in their almost synchronized movements.

just watching your eyes flutter and roll back is enough to make denki cum with a moan of your name as his cock sprays white. hanta’s pupils probably dilate a hundred times their size at the erotic sight, and his hips begin to stutter as heat races up his spine.

denki, shaking profusely, musters his voice and maintains his hurried pace. “g-good girl, go on ‘n let it out.”

since stepping foot into the village and inhaling that damn pollen, the pro hero’s been getting realistic flashes of thoughts he’s kept locked away for some time. you, on your knees, looking up at him like you’re ready to do more than just please. you, with your pretty eyes full of tears as you lose your mind beneath him.

an orgasm stronger than the lustful effects of any aphrodisiac tears through you, and your cunt bears down so hard it forces out hanta’s own high as well. with all his might, he tries to resist the surge of weakness that hits him and fails—he collapses on top of you, hugging you closely and burying his face in your neck.

loosely, your jaw hangs open and breathy gasps leave your mouth. denki’s sparking with electricity beside you and simultaneously struggling to get it under control. a single yellow spark flies off his body and mildly electrocutes hanta, snapping him back to reality. he jerks against you, sounding exhausted.

“uh. so, um, what’re we supposed to report when we get back?”

TAKAMI KEIGO.

⟡ bless his heart. for valentine’s, he decides to be a silk heart-shaped box of japan’s most expensive chocolate for you. he’d been so focused on finding your favorite flavors along with new ones that he didn’t even realize that he’d purchased sex chocolate.

“it hurts, dovey. it’s s-so painful.”

since sharing the box of chocolates with you, keigo’s been reduced to a pathetic mess who can’t seem to stop shaking when you just barely touch him. vermilion feathers puff up and out at his back, his messy wings conveying the way he’s crumbling inside.

you’re just as hot, skin crawling with a lustful itch only keigo can scratch for you. the frenetic beating of his wings whips up cold gusts of wind stronger than any ceiling fan, and not a single goosebump rises on your skin.

“right there, kei,” you moan, tears gathering in your eyes as he continuously hits your sweet spot. “oh my god, don’t stop.”

as if he’d ever plan to.

he hiccups, face flushed and hair tousled like he’s just returned from some mission out in the wild. softly, with the barest note of urgency, keigo whines out your name and a request.

“dovey, c’mon,” his voice cracks halfway through his sentence, shattered with unmistakable pleasure. “just tell me what you want, and i’ll, ah, i’ll fuckin’ give it to you.”

keigo’s entire body thrums with the need, the purpose, to please you, and his own pleasure hinges on you and your praise. sure enough, you cry out to him, words saccharine and addicting.

“make me cum, kei,” and he doesn’t need any further instruction, not when he knows your body this well. smooth fingers slip between your thighs and work your clit, causing your back to arch when he applies just enough pressure to send electricity through your nerves.

you’re wrapping around keigo’s waist, drawing him in and breaking down his self control easily.

“want me to fill up this pussy, baby? i can do it again and again—” he punctuates his words with harsh thrusts that amplify the clap of skin against skin almost as much as a quirk could, “while you take it like you were made to.”

quaking beneath him, you nod frantically, as if those are the words you’ve been waiting to hear. while he was so vividly illustrating the scene, his wings unconsciously began to wrap around your bodies, a sign of how much he wants it too.

you gasp, eyes squeezing shut with the last image being keigo’s face, twisted in ecstasy and scrunched with concentration. “gonna—‘m gonna cum, kei!”

“with me, dovey, please,” sweat pours down the sides of his face as the heated bliss tightens in his gut, applying an unbearable pressure to his cock. “let me feel you cum around me, ughhh.”

sloppily, keigo presses open mouthed kisses to your lips, and a delighted moan escapes him when you kiss back. your lips are soft against his, and your tongue carries the sweet taste of valentine’s chocolates, the expensive ones he’d come home with earlier.