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The door that was forced opened with a heel of a boot dented the wall where the door handle clashed into it creating a loud bang that made Hawks jump. Y/n didn’t even flinch at the nasty look he shot at her gesturing to the computer that sat on his desk before pressing a finger to his lips as the man on the other end continued to discuss a bunch of boring nonsense Y/n didn’t care enough about to listen to. After giving a small shrug, Y/n walked deeper into the office,
Y/n made a show of jumping onto the couch longways and propping her feet up on the coffee table.
Hawks muted his mic only for a second knowing he was on thin ice with his boss already for being late to his own class so many times. “No,” Hawks started sternly, “No! You can not be here right now.”
“Aww, birdy doesn’t want to play.” Y/n pouted before she sat back resting her arms across the top of the couch signifying she wasn’t moving.
“I’m serious. Get out!” Hawks arm shot out pointing at the door.
Y/n let out a chuckle before her face straightened, “I always find it amusing how you continuously think you have any sort of control on what I do.”
Hawks rolled his head around frustrated with the girl that sat in front of him, knowing he wasn’t going to get anywhere with her.
Hawks growled, giving in, “Fine, but just be quiet. This is important.”
Y/n rolled her eyes, but then made a gesture of locking up her mouth and throwing away the key, pulling out her phone.
She honored his wishes for a good ten minutes before becoming bored with just sitting there. Leaning forward placing her elbow on her knees and resting her chin in the palm of her hands. A devilish smirk spread across her lips eyeing Hawks in his cute professor suit. She could imagine pushing his suit jacket off his broad shoulders, yanking him forward by his tie and tossing the glasses perched on the bridge of his nose across the room. She knew they were decorative anyways. Hawks was convinced they made him look more the part ever since they asked him to be a professor at UA.
Of course, ever since he started dating Y/n his professor uniform wasn’t just worn in the classroom.
Neither could remember the last time the full suit made it all the way to the bedroom still on him. To the point where Hawks began to suspect Y/n of having a sixth sense as to when he had it on as every time he walked through the door she was there waiting to tear it off him.
Even worse, sometimes it wouldn’t even make it out of the office without getting messy from the days Y/n decided to stop by or have some fun with sending him graphic photos throughout the day ordering him to go to the bathroom and send some back.
As the man on the other end of the screen continued to drown on and on, Yn continued to get more and more bored. She flipped upside down, hair dangling down, hoping it would at least catch hawks attention for a second but he didn’t even spare a passing glance.
That’s when her mind gave birth to a wicked idea that was sure to gain Hawks attention.
Dropping off the couch and onto her knees, Y/n crawled across the floor under Hawk’s desk. He jumped feeling her first touch, pushing his chair out to look down.
While rubbing her cheek against Hawks inner thigh, she pressed a finger to her lips giving him a devilish grin.
Hawks tried to glare at her, but it was incredibly hard to hold that face seeing the girl’s teeth bite onto his zipper and pull. She forced his pants down to his knees. Her ruff tugging gave him no choice to comply, standing up just enough to let her complete her task.
Y/n began mouthing at Hawks length through his boxer. His length began to throb against Y/n’s tongue, twitching whenever she pressed her thumb into his taint, dragging up to squeeze his balls that were becoming so full.
Her kisses then traveled up and under the center of Hawks shirt, bringing her hand up with her to grab onto the spot her mouth once occupied.
Hawks’s head fell back against his chair, lips trapped in his teeth, holding back his voice that Y/n’s stroking hand was trying to expel from him. He wanted nothing more than to drop to his knees and allow Y/n to take complete control of him.
“P-please. You need to stop.” Hawks began to beg almost quietly enough for Y/n to miss it. Of course, she didn’t.
His legs began to tremble as the girl's speed and pressure increased, her teeth latching onto his nipples making a moan slip out.
“Hawks! Are you even listening to me?” Hawks face turned bright red “Put me on video call, Now!” Hawks looked down at the girl almost like he was asking for her permission to listen to his boss.
Her movement of slipping out from under the desk to standing behind Hawks chair was smooth. Almost like she was a boneless snake slithering up his side. The devil on his shoulder readying to whisper and create sin.
“Go ahead birdy,” Y/n licked up the shell of his ear before biting it roughly.
Hawks mouse hovered over the camera icon wondering if hanging up on his boss would be the better option. Deciding against it, more confident in his ability to keep his cool for a little while longer than afraid of the consequences if he didn’t, he clicked the Icon. As quickly as his camera turned on, Y/n disappeared behind him. It was so fast that if you didn’t know she was in the camera shot in the first second, you wouldn’t have known she was there at all. At least that is what he hoped as the signal connected him to his boss. She squeezed the back of his chair slightly causing the leather to scream out and confirm his suspicion that she was still right behind him.
She waited patiently for the perfect moment to strike. Playing off Hawks exhibitionist quirk, Y/n knew just how far she could push Hawks and just where he’d break if she was feeling particularly sadistic.
“Who were you talking to? What was that noise?” His voice asked immediately upon seeing him.
His boss was clearly suspicious, but the wiggle room for what Y/n could get away with was extensive thanks to the shitty computers webcam. That was of course if hawks could keep his mouth shut.
“Just myself, boss.” Hawks snarked, trying to hold his usual cocky attitude as he felt an invisible arm snake over his chest.
“Mmh~ boss. I like that.” Y/n whispered, nibbling on Keigo’s ear lobe.
“You know how much I like to add my own commentary to the meetings that just keep dragging on.” Kiego finished his thought.
“Don’t worry, birdy I'll make sure you don’t get bored. Oh that’s right you prefer when I call you Keigo~ Don’t you? My pretty little bird, Keigo.”
Hawks gagged on his reply to his boss feeling Y/n’s hands skirt through his feathers tugging gently.
His jaw twitched with what to say, but the second he felt her fingers scratch down he knew he wasn’t going to last. Hawks quickly slammed the computer shut laying on top of it while moaning into his crossed arms.
“Really Hawks? All it takes is some wing play and you turn into a moaning slut?” Y/n tisked, rubbing the center of his wings knowing that’s where they were the most sensitive.
“S-shut u-Ah-p. You have no idea how sensitive they are.” Hawks thighs started to shake, feeling Y/n’s breath coast along his neck.
“I bet I can make you just as sensitive in other places, professor.” Y/n teased, hopping up onto Hawks desk, taking his tie in her hand. Pulling it to her roughly got his eyes to roll in the back of his head. The wing play got him hard, but now came the fun part.
“Up!” Y/n ordered to which Hawks complied jumping to his feet.
“W-what are you planning?” He asked, legs almost buckling just from the look she gave him like she wanted to eat him alive.
Y/n let go of Hawks tie jumping into his chair.
“You really want to know?” She questioned with a raised eyebrow. “Then why don’t you sit down on my lap and I’ll tell you.”
Hawks was skeptical, but knew the longer he took to reply the more impatient Y/n became which only meant she was more vindictive too.
Proving him right, Y/n’s arm snaked around Hawks waist, yanking him back to her before he even had a chance to decide.
“That’s my good boy.” Her hands snuck under the hem of his shirt, fingers exploring all of his chest.
The moment her finger pads began to press and pinch his nipples, Y/n practically had all of Hawks weight on her. His shoes slides across the floor, lacking the traction needed to keep him securely pressed against the girl.
Hands grabbing his hips hard enough to bruise, stopped Hawks movements immediately. “Turn around.” Y/n ordered annoyed with all the movement.
Hawks turned straddling the girls lap.
She scoffed seeing the tent in his pants.
“Don’t laugh, you made me this way.” Hawks argued, pouting.
“It’s not my fault you got hard thinking about your boss finding out what you do in your office when he’s not looking.”
Hawks opened his mouth to make a bratty response but gagged on it feeling Y/n’s palm press down hard on his cock.
“If you’re a good boy I’ll let you come once before I drag you home and make you come several more times” Y/n offered, twisting her wrist.
Hawks whined at her words, nodding quickly.
Y/n smirk, taking a painstakingly long time to moved his boxers down allowing his clock to spring free. It was like he could finally breathe.
Hawks keened, arching back at the girls first touch. Normally he wouldn't be this agreeable so fast but Y/n had been edging him for days now and he was willing to do or say anything if it meant he got his release.
Y/n wasn’t the type to start slow. It was one of the things Keigo reluctantly loved about her. Getting off protrol after a long day, he didn’t want all the foreplay and buildup; he wanted to blow off some steam as soon as he could.
Of course that didn’t mean he was incapable of enjoying foreplay; it was just better to do it when they had the night rather than when anyone could walk in on them.
Y/n opened her mouth allowing drool to pour out and coat the tip of Keigo’s mushroom head. As much as she loved torturing the boy with the dry friction, now didn’t seem like the time.
The moment Y/n’s hand started pumping him at an unforgiving pace Keigo was burying his head in Y/n’s shoulder trying to use it to muffle his sounds.
“Don’t worry birdy, I’m going to take good care of you.” Y/n soothed one hand petting down the dirty blonde hair. In no way affecting the other one's speed.
Keigo’s hips began to work on their own fucking up into Y/n’s closed fist to chase is high. Watching his legs begin to tremble Y/n knew what was coming, jerking her hand away.
“Nooo!” Hawks sobbed, pulling back with tears brimming the corner of his eyes. His balls hurt, they were so full. “You promised you would let me!”
“I promised if you were a good boy I would let you.” She corrected.
In an act of utter desperation Keigo gripped the sides of Y/n’s jacket in tight fists. “I am a good boy! I promise! J-just please let your good boy cum.” He begged, releasing the girl.
He didn’t expect her to act so fast, grabbing his length and beginning to stroke it again. She forced his head back down to where it was before but this time instead of petting his hair she went for his wings.
His legs began trembling again as his balls became impossible tight.
“Don’t stop! Don’t Stop!” Hawks yelled bouncing in her lap.
“You don’t want me to stop? Beg me to keep going.” Y/n growled.
Her hands slowed keeping her tight grip as she jerked him up and down.
“Please. Please! I need it so bad. I’m going to explode! You make me feel so good and I'll be so good for you. P-Please make me cum so hard I can’t even remember my own name. I need it! I need it!” Hawks bit into his lip trying to stop the drooling moans from spilling out of his mouth.
“I-m g-gonna.” Y/n squeezed the head of his cock while scratching down the center of his back making him explode before he could even finish is sentenced.
Beautiful red wings pulled in tight on themselves before spreading out to their fullest wingspans, the tips of the feathers clearly shaking.
At the same time Hawks screamed, wrapping his arms tightly around the back of Y/n’s neck as she continued to pump rope after rope out of him and past the gates of overstimulation.
“Fuck!” Hawks screamed way too loud for anyone in the building not to have heard it. “Wait, wait, wait! Too sensitive! Way too sensitive!”
Still the hand didn’t stop. As hard as Hawks struggled against Y/n’s grip she still refused to let go till she was completely satisfied and Hawks knew that meant until he was a sobbing mess.
In Hawks overstimulated haze he could have sworn Y/n unhinged her jaw as she latched onto the juncture of his neck. With the pain triggering the masochist in him, Hawks thighs tightened along with the knot in his stomach. Y/n watched as Hawks started to pant looking at her with pleading eyes that seemed to be glossed over.
A pleasurable pain spread throughout Keigo’s body as Y/n ripped another orgasm out of him. This time only a bit of jizz pumped out of the tip of his poor overworked cock.
Hawks whimper when Y/n finally let go, curling up tighter in her embrace.
She held her hand up spreading her fingers to show just how much Hawks had coated it in his spend.
“Look how dirty you made me.” She pressed her dirty thumb against Keigo’s bottom lip.
Instinctively, Keigo wrapped his lips around the digit and began to suck it clean. He moaned closing his eyes to focus on his task,
Again Y/n’s hand found its way into his hair petting it down. Keigo absentmindedly pushed up into her touch continuing to suck with his eyes looking up to the girl for approval.
“God, you’re so fucking beautiful.” She whispered. The praise going straight to Hawks rehardening cock. “What do you say we go home and I fuck you until you can’t remember your own name?”
“Fuck,” Hawks breathed out drool spilling down his chin, “Yes, please!”
Tremors of pleasure continued to rack through Hawks body making him shake against Y/n’s hold. His heavy breath continually brushed against her neck.
“I want to make you feel good too.” Finally gathering the strength to look up at the girl, Hawks cup her check in his hand.
Y/n replied, putting her hand over his, “Oh you will, baby bird I promise, but right now you seem a little too blissed out to focus on that right now. I just want you to be a good pet for me and ride out your high.”
Taking Hawks face in her hands she pampered his face in kisses making him giggle childishly.
“How did I get so lucky to find you?” Y/n asked, once again pulling Hawks to lie against her chest.
“I could ask you the same question. Who else would be as cool as you to do this?” Hawks joked even though it was true.
Y/n laughed at herself pulling Hawks attention back up to her.
“What is so funny?” Hawks asked, feeling her smile was contagious.
“Your boss is going to be so fucking pissed you hung up on him.” Y/n began to laugh even harder knowing it was her fault.
“Yeah, that’s going to be a little bit hard to explain.”
“Why just say “I was getting tired of listening to you drone on and on so my girl took care of me.” easy enough.” Y/n smirked while Hawks glared back at her. “Oh, come on, that was funny.” Y/n insisted.
Y/n rolled her eyes seeing how unimpressed Hawks was. “Alright. Alright. Whatever” Y/n leaned down putting her lips against Hawks ear. “How about we deal with your boss tomorrow and we focus on tonight. We fly back to my place and pull out the toy box. I tie you to the headboard, throw a blindfold on you and make you cry out my name while begging me to fuck you harder? How does that sound to you?”
Hawks was practically drooling listening to her offer. The girl could feel his hard on pressing firmly into her lower stomach.
“You wear that silky red lace lingerie that I love?” Hawks negotiated back even though he didn’t have any steady footing to stand on.
Y/n smiled, “I’ll wear that red lace when you deserve me to see me in that red lace.” Y/n bopped Hawks on the nose with a lustful look.
“God,” Hawks breathed, “I swear you’re going to be the death of me.”