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The comfy and inviting futon was laid down before shouto jumped onto it heaving out of exhaustion, today especially has been tiring, going around having to do both quirk and physical training and then avoid swarms of hawks’s fans asking him whether or not he’s dating hawks and shouto would have to repeat this exact damn phrase "no. we. are. not"
Sighing loudly shouto flips around until he feels comfortable to drift off to sleep, his mind wanted him to think about everything that's happened to him and how good it feels to not have talked to hawks for two days now! But his tired body shuts down as soon as his heterochromatic eyes get droopy.
Foreign sounds from within his room wake him up all groggy, it seems he only slept for three hours and just had to wake up in the middle of the night. Shouto looks around his room lit dimly by the moon’s light filtering through his paper window.
And sees none other than him. With his scarlet red wings stretched out of his back, his usually styled ashy blond hair a mess that frames his face, his liner around his eyes like a void surrounding his hazel golden eyes. But those eyes of his lack the shine they always had and replaced with unhinged lustful malice.
Seeing him like this triggers shouto’s flight and fight instincts as he gets both of his hands in front of his face to blast both fire and ice toward hawks’s way, but hawks being far more skilled and fast used one of his feathers to cuff both of shouto’s hands.
“No no I’m here to apologize so please don’t hurt me!” He says in a raspy whisper, but his words didn’t match his actions.
“Hawks what are you doing her-“ says shouto before he gets cut off by hawks’s lips pressing harshly against his own, just like at the convenience store back then when shouto got overwhelmed by hawks’s kiss as if he’s drinking every bit of him through desperate lips. Shouto’s tension in his body gets replaced with trembling bones.
But it got worse. Hawks placed one of his legs between shouto’s... and pressed his thighs on the other’s groin.
It forced shouto to break the kiss and gasp loudly out of surprise, hawks takes the chance to bite shouto’s bottom lips till it seeps of iron red.
“I thought about it... I’m so sorry I hurt you shouto” whispers hawks, shouto’s confused and scared he doesn’t understand what hawks is saying as he’s fixed by the older man’s hands roaming on his body.
“I thought about apologizing to you... but the thought of you not accepting it tore me apart for two whole nights shouto!” He says as he stares into shouto’s grey and turquoise marble orbs as hawks holds his face in his hands.
“So I thought... other than calling off the rumors as you wanted... I can make you feel good!” He says with mirth in his tone and it creeps shouto out, he sees the older one hold his hips as he gets away from his face and stops right above the younger one’s loin.
“HAWKS!” Yells shouto before hawks got his ungloved hand on shouto’s mouth shutting him up.
“Shhh... would you want everyone to know about us and the fact that you lied to them?” He asks as he digs his fingers harshly in shouto’s jaw, the hero-in-training looks hawks in the eye with his bloodshot ones.
“Please don’t touch me...” whispers shouto beggingly hoping he could get the man atop of him to listen and stop what he’s doing, or in this case about to do.
“Aw~ I love you so much when you look like that... all flustered and adorable~” he says with a sickly saccharine smile on his lips, oh what shouto would give to take a look inside hawks’s mind to understand how he sees things the way he does and why.
The younger boy stays quiet in trembling fear as the older man tentatively pulls down the white sweatpants shouto wore, he left the sweats right above his thighs above his knees and starts to roam his fingers on shouto’s hip bone and presses his thumbs on it harshly as he stares in glee. The action made the boy beneath him take an audible gasp that caught the attention of the man above him.
“You like that baby?” He asks bringing his hands up towards the boy’s plank chest, shouto shakes his head saying no but all that does is dull the excitement in hawks’s eyes as he retreats his hands back to shouto’s hips and continues his assault there.
A silent tear escapes shouto’s duel colored eyes as hawks bends lower right above where all the pleasure is found, he opens his mouth and lets his hot breath ghost right above shouto’s groin and it makes him flinch.
“Excited are we?!” He says in a mocking tone and that just breaks shouto down more.
“Hawks...please...” says shouto as a sob escapes his lips. “Please don’t do this to me...”
“Aw shouto my baby! All I want is to make you feel good so you can forgive me! It’s for both you and me... it’s ok if you're scared... you just have to be quiet ok?” Says hawks in a caring way but it just feels outright mocking and humiliating to shouto, but all shouto’s restraints break when hawks lays his tongue flat on his loin right above his underwear’s waistband and licks straight up. Shouto’s stomach and breathing dips as the weird sensation knocks the air from his lungs. He starts genuinely crying but he’s biting his lips to stop any sound from escaping tasting iron on his lips from when hawks bite him, he tries to bury his face in the pillow as his hands lay cuffed above his head with hawks’s red feather tying them tightly.
Hawks nibbles and sucks at the boy’s hips as he slowly slips his fingers inside the waistband and drags it lower, when the younger boy’s dick peaks out, hawks decides he wants to enjoy this moment by hearing shouto’s response to his next action, that being a small kitten lick to the tip.
Shouto moans quietly and when he realizes what he just did he shuts his eyes so tight the blackness that consumes his vision turns white.
But on the other hand to hawks that moan just gave him the extra push to swallow the boy whole, and when he does... shouto just lets it out.
To hawks that is the most sweetest and obscene music to his ear, he has ever heard and it amplified his lust for the boy beneath him. To shouto it just made him want to dug his grave and die, he hated how these noises were plucked out of him like strings of wool, he hates the weird burning sensation between his legs as hawks just pulls the life out of him while he’s grunting.
Hawks keeps it up all the while shouto cries earnestly in silence with the occasional moans pulled forcefully from his lips, when shouto nears his release he frantically looks around for anything to get a grip on to ground him but unfortunately his hands were tied above his head which only enabled him to claw on his favorite tatami floors he got from his home.
Orgasming never felt so forceful and painful to shouto in his life but this time it drained him completely, after getting it out of his system shouto sinks limply in his futon while hawks still has him inside his mouth that’s swallowing every bit of his relief, shouto’s panting losing touch with reality as he drifts off here and then.
But then a sharp pain shoots up his spine and bones, the hero-in-training looks over at hawks who was still going and sucking him.
“H-hawks! St-op!” Shouto speaks up in a raspy voice directed at hawks when all the pro hero does in return is... ignore him. Hawks keeps going albeit harder now than before, he keeps sucking on shouto and it’s overwhelming and overstimulating shouto’s flaccid dick. Through pain shouto attempts to kick hawks by his shoulder to stop him but hawks gets a hold of his ankle and forces it away, he tries to close his thighs but hawks puts both of his hands on the younger one’s inner thigh and forces them apart.
“Ughh hawks! Please stop it hurts!” Says shouto whispering loudly and tears streaming down his face and getting soaked by the pillow, it was then that hawks decided to finally stop, giving shouto one last suck as he relished in the pretty boy’s pained moan.
“Do you forgive me now baby?” Says hawks in a cooing and gentle voice as he kisses shouto’s forehead, whereas shouto is more concerned about covering himself up rather than listening to whatever bullshit hawks is spewing, without any warning hawks grabs hold of shouto’s chin and forces him to look him in the eye.
“Darling... I asked if you forgave me now?” He asks eerily calm as shouto stares at him with his bloodshot tear-stained eyes.
“You have to forgive me... after all I made you feel good and cum didn’t I?” He says as his eyes wander over shouto’s face, his flushed nose and cheeks an extremely deep shade of red, and his silky hair sticking to his sweaty forehead, and those eyes... so beautifully glossed over by his tears.
Through all hawks’s staring shouto cries even more and the trembling doubles as the realization hits him, of what it’s called when someone does this kind of activity to another, he hears about it when the boys in his class would joke and hush each other when either any of the girls or Mr. Aizawa are close by.
“Aw~ hey there’s nothing to cry about my baby!” Says hawks as he wraps his arms around shouto and burying him in his chest as he runs his fingers through the boy’s hair, broken sobs escape those plump lips of his and hawks finds the sound lovely but can’t risk his boy’s classmates next room hearing anything since the walls of these dorms are thin, he lifts shouto’s head to look him in the eye and captures the pretty one’s lips in his to drown the cries.
The longer shouto cries the sleepier and tired he gets, and eventually he drifts off to dreamless slumber as the one person that caused his tears holds him tenderly.
Both of them end up sleeping together, one sighing in content, the other with stillness to their bones. Dead to the world.