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I scooted my chair into the meeting table,
"Thank you for agreeing to meet with me, Hawks. I know how you feel about the press." He crossed his arms and hmphed,
"Let's get this over with." I squinted, hitting record,
"So, Hawks. What's it like being a patrol hero? Is it any different from being in on big action?" He smirked,
"I'm not a patrol hero, Kid. I'm a pro hero." I glared,
"Apologies. A pro hero. Which begs the question, what's the point of paying you guys daily if you don't do anything? Crime rates have been stagnant, petty thefts definitely don't deserve payment, and you guys don't really do anything else." He leaned against the table,
"We do plenty, sweetheart. And, let me ask you, why don't petty thefts deserve pay?" I scoffed,
"I could stop a mugging on the street. Just because you pro heroes are in the limelight with your fancy Quirks doesn't mean that you should have any better treatment than someone else perfectly capable of doing what you do. And, anyway, you do things that the police force could most definitely be doing on their own. If it was up to me, I would call you 'heroes' obstructions of justice in most cases." His eyes glinted and he nodded slowly,
"Look here. I don't know what you have against heroes, but we do things that the average citizen can't. Hence why we're even heroes in the first place." I laughed,
"The definition of hero is horribly skewed. You're not heroes. You do everything you do for publicity. To get your name in the news. Heroes are people who do things out of pure altruism." He growled a little,
"You think that this is just a stunt? Some media attention tactic?" I nodded, crossing my arms,
"I do." He scoffed,
"You have some nerve." I stood, leaning closer to him,
"Because you know I'm right." His hand shot out and I thought I'd pushed him too far. My hands went up out of pure instinct, thinking he was going to hit me. I heard a 'click'. He'd turned the recording off. He was in my face in a flash,
"You're so aggravating, you know that?" He backed me against the table, grabbing my wrists and pinning them to the table. I'd worn a skirt and his knee was inching up in between my thighs,
"I recognize you. You're at every single one of my press conferences. Always asking loaded questions. Trying to make me look bad. Did you think I wouldn't notice?" I grunted, pulling against his hands,
"Get off of me-" He slammed my wrists back against the table,
"Answer the fucking question!" His face was inches from mine,
"Heroes risk their lives every day doing things that you couldn't even imagine. To keep you safe. To maintain a community where people don't have to worry. And you just come along and shit all over it!" I kept pulling against him,
"Because it's all a stunt! If you really cared about saving people, you wouldn't fucking care about the press! But you're always in front of a fucking camera the second you catch someone. People fall all over you for doing the bare fucking minimum and it's no fair!" I kept trying to yank free but he fully climbed on top of me,
"No fair, huh? What's that mean?" His hand snuck around my throat. I tried pulling away, but he kept me in place,
"Answer. The. Question." I growled,
"There are people out there trying to actually cleanse the world of evil and they get called villains. But you heroes capture one burglar and get praise for saving the entire human race!" He smirked, applying pressure with the hand on my throat,
"And what have you done, hm? What makes you think that you can compare?"
~Hawks' P.O.V~
I didn't know whether I wanted to kill her or fuck her braindead. She pissed me the fuck off, but she was just so magnetic. She suddenly hawked back and spit in my face. I hit the corner of my mouth, dripping onto the table. I wiped the excess off with my thumb, wiping it on my pants. She had the cutest little determined look on her face, still trying to pull her wrists free. I groaned, feeling myself get hard just from the bratty behavior. I didn't know her besides the press conferences, but I still wanted to fuck her senseless. She growled, continuing to pull against me,
"Let me go, you bird bastard!" She choked as I fully squeezed her throat,
"Put that bratty mouth of yours to good use and tell me how long we have in this room, hm?" Her eyes rolled back a bit and I loosened the grip a bit. She gasped,
"We have as long as I want. 30 minutes is probably when they'll start asking questions." I looked her up and down,
"Hm. Then we better make this quick." She yelped when I tore her skirt off,
"What the fuck-" I leaned in close,
"Tell me you don't want this." She glared back, silent. I let her wrists go and climbed off of her. She sat up and watched as I slowly slipped my clothes off, starting with my jacket. It hit the ground and she licked her lips as I slid off my shirt,
"You've got until I'm naked, Kid. After that, it's not my fault." She squinted and reached for her shirt buttons, undoing them quickly. Her shirt fell open, revealing her chest spilling out of her bra. I bit my lip and unbuttoned my pants,
"Last chance..." She tossed her shirt at me, laying back on the table. Presenting herself. I was already rock hard, but I could've cum on the spot. The way she was just laying there. In nothing but her underwear. Legs spread, arms above her head. A full show. I groaned and stepped out of my boxers, pulling her panties down,
"Stop me now..." She reached her hand around the back of my head and tugged my hair,
"No." I grunted and slammed in, crying out at how tight she was,
"Fuck-" Her mouth dropped open and I quickly slapped a hand over her mouth. She let out a muffled scream, pulling my hair with one hand and clawing at my back with the other. I slowly rocked in and out, getting a little rougher once I felt her relax,
"Fuck..." She panted heavily, her back arching as she kept digging her nails into my back. I pushed her legs open farther and hit deeper, arising another loud cry. I chuckled, leaning into her ear,
"Better quiet down, they'll think something's happening in here." She moaned and gripped my shoulders,
"Gonna- AH- gonna cum..." I smirked and slowed down,
"Not until I say so, you little brat." She whimpered, thrusting her hips upward. I watched her feeble attempt,
"Try a little harder. Maybe you'll get something out of it." She glared at me and I snapped my hips, hitting her right in that sweet spot. Her eyes rolled back and she cried out,
"Fuck you-" I gripped her throat, slamming in relentlessly,
"Keep talking shit and you'll need a wheelchair."
~Y/N's P.O.V~
He grunted and groaned as he thrusted, shaking the table. My eyes rolled back as the hand on my throat squeezed,
"You bird brain bastard-" His hips snapped into mine, slamming his full cock into me in the best way. My mouth dropped open, but nothing came out as my climax hit. The previously slippery mess got wetter as our highs hit at the same time. He whimpered, a noise I was not expecting, and he got sloppy. He pulled out as a courtesy, cumming on my thighs,
"Fuck!" I was gripping the edge of the table hard, the sharp edges digging into my palms starting to hurt as the adrenaline from my high faded. Hawks leaned into my ear, panting heavily,
"Next time you talk shit about things that aren't your business, I won't be so nice about it." He got off of me and put his clothes back on. He stared as I just laid there,
"Are you gonna get up?" I slid off of the table and struggled to get my clothing, falling all over myself. He groaned and shoved my clothes in my face,
"Hurry up, Kid. People are probably already asking questions."
~Hawks' P.O.V~
She fumbled her clothes back on, wobbling to gather her recorder and other supplies. She brushed herself off and left before me, walking right past all of the people giving weird stares. I kept thinking about what she'd called me,
"Bird brain bastard... I've heard that somewhere. Bird... Bird brain... Bir-" It hit me and I ran up to her, grabbing her and slamming her against the nearest wall. She glared,
"What now, bir-" I clapped a hand over her mouth,
"How do you know Dabi?" One of her eyebrows raised,
"What are you talking about? Who's Dabi?" I rolled my eyes,
"Don't play dumb. Who are you?" She brushed my hand away, smirking,
"Wouldn't you like to know?" She slammed her shoulder into my chest and ducked away from me,
"It was a nice chat..." Her voice was deeper. Sultry. She tipped her head to me,
"See you around, Hawks. I'll tell Dabi you said hello."
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part 1