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"Knock, knock!" Hawks' sing-songy announcement before he came into Endeavor's office only made the older man sigh. He was getting used to it by now.
"I am almost finished, Keigo. Give me a few minutes, then we can leave." Enji grumbled, typing away on his laptop that was almost comically small compared to the man himself.
Hawks sighed and slumped onto one of the couches in the center of the office, kicking his feet up on the coffee table. "C'mon man, I'm starving.."
"No feet on the table," Enji mumbled without even having to look to know. "How many damn times.."
"Yeah, yeah." Hawks waved his hand, setting his feet on the floor. He fluffed his wings out, pulling a feather loose to fiddle with as he waited impatiently.
Enji gave a quick glance up, letting out another sigh. Looking at the time on his laptop, feeling the exhaustion creeping into his mind and body... The loud grumble his stomach made a second later made the decision for him. He shut his laptop, organized papers back into their corresponding case files, and made sure his desk was neat before getting up from his chair, stretching his arms above his head. Long day. Without a word, he went to his attached private bathroom to change out of his hero suit. A black turtleneck and some modern-fit jeans Hawks had convinced him to buy a few weeks back. They were actually quite comfortable.
Hawks rested his feet on the coffee table again when Enji left, humming a tune to himself. For a guy whose goal was to have a peaceful world with less work to do, he sure did get bored quickly.
It was a short walk to their favorite spot, a line of food stands down the street from the Endeavor Agency where they could each get a few things they enjoyed. It was fast, filling, and a nice atmosphere with tables and benches. Some of the carts sold alcohol as well, something they definitely needed after today's seemingly endless shift.
Hawks sat right next to Enji, pouring them each a cup of hot sake. Their thighs touched, and he looked up at the older man as he handed him a cup. A comfortable quiet was shared between them, the only sounds being strangers chatting and cars going by. He gave Enji a warm smile, and they sipped together.
"Mm... This is quite nice." Enji gave Hawks a thankful nod, setting his cup down to work on his meal. There was a lot of yakitori for the two of them to work through, but they definitely had the appetite for it. Knowing Hawks, they'd probably need to buy more in a few minutes.
An hour or so of friendly chatting, eating, and drinking passed before they were ready to leave. They'd finished one and a half bottles, more than Enji had planned on drinking.
Enji felt warm, warmer than usual, but it was a nice feeling. His skin tingled, his belly felt satisfyingly full, not too much. Hawks was clinging to his side, babbling about something Enji couldn't understand. He wrapped his arm around the boy to keep him warm in the crisp November night air.
Hawks’ apartment was another short walk, a few blocks from the food stands. They didn't plan this, they just happened to somehow mutually agree that they would be going there after without discussion. It had happened before... It was becoming a sort of habit now. Get off work, get dinner, go to Hawks’ apartment. They didn't really talk about it ever... They should, sure, but neither were the type to be vulnerable by choice.
The first time it happened, they were both sober. It had been another long day, but something seemed off about Enji. His eyes were vacant, no longer holding their usual icy glare. He didn't scoff at any of Hawks’ attempts to push his buttons. He was quiet, ruminating. Hawks invited him over after dinner, saying they could talk about whatever's bothering him, or maybe watch something if he didn't feel like talking, and Enji only nodded and followed. He knew what being invited to his young co-worker's apartment would likely lead to. Hawks was clearly very into him. He wasn't stupid.
Hawks’ movie choice was so purposefully horrible that they had to start making out to not die of boredom, which quickly led to Hawks getting fucked right on the couch. Enji's mood only seemed to get worse when they were finished, both going out on the balcony to share a cigarette. That's when Hawks learned it was Enji's son's birthday.
Enji's dead son's birthday.
No fucking wonder he was in a bad mood.
After that night, this became a regular thing between them. It was nice to blow off steam, especially with someone who understood exactly what the other was going through. The top two heroes were quite a match in bed, unsurprisingly. They didn't talk about it because they didn't need to, really. They knew why they did it, why they needed it. A mutual understanding.
Tonight was no different. Enji stood behind Hawks, wrapping his arms around the younger man's waist as he tried to find the right key for his door.
"Heyyy," Hawks giggled, leaning back against Enji's firm body. "Shit!" He accidentally dropped his keys, having to bend over to pick them up. Somehow he ended up sitting on the floor, laughing at the fact that he'd fallen.
Enji snorted and grabbed the keys, unlocking the front door. He scooped Hawks up in his arms, carrying the giggling idiot off to the bedroom.
Hawks flapped his wings as Enji tossed him onto the bed, grabbing the older man's shirt to pull him down too. They collapsed together, bodies tangled with Enji on top.
Enji looked into Hawks’ eyes, giving a sly little smile before leaning in and locking their lips together. It was slow, messy, mostly tongue. He was quick to start undressing Hawks, pulling off his shirt to have room to kiss along his neck, his collar bones. Thick hands tugged Hawks’ black binder up, making the younger man suck in a breath. Enji always got bolder with a bit of alcohol in his system.
"Hehe, someone's eager.." Hawks leaned up to steal another kiss before pulling his binder off over his head. He cupped his chest with both hands, laughing as Enji stared so openly.
"Can I..." Enji's voice was strained, deeper than usual. He cleared his throat, eyes locked on the way Hawks played with his chest. "Can I fuck your uh... Your chest.. If that's okay..?" He reach down, squeezing the outline of his cock. Okay, maybe he became a lot bolder when he drank.
Hawks couldn't stop himself from laughing a little; the way Enji asked was so cute. "My tits? Yeah, go ahead, big guy. As long as you can still fill me up down here after.." He took Enji's free hand, guiding it between his own legs.
"Y-yeah... Yes, I... won't finish, I just want to try it... please.." Enji mumbled, slowly grinding his palm between Hawks’ legs.
"Here," Hawks hooked his fingers under the waistband of Enji's jeans, tugging him closer before pulling the zipper down. He bit his lip as he watched Enji pull his thick cock out, give it a few strokes, then line up with the squishy crevice Hawks created by pushing his chest together. "That's it... It's okay, keep going..." He encouraged as Enji slowly pushed in.
Enji's face relaxed, a cloud of steam releasing from his nose. "It's.... It feels really good, really soft... Keigo.." He mumbled, gripping the headboard to keep himself upright. The feeling was so amazing, better than he had expected, and probably elevated by the alcohol. It was so warm, so soft and comfortable around his cock. His hips moved slowly, languid as he enjoyed the way his foreskin was dragged over the head of his cock with every motion.
Hawks watched with wide, adoring eyes, resting his hands on Enji's meaty thighs. He squished the soft muscle, giggling as Enji tensed up, his thigh muscles becoming firm under his touch.
"Hmph...." Enji made an embarrassed sound, his cheeks pink. He avoided eye contact, focusing on the beautiful tits squishing around his cock.
Hawks reached down between his own legs, slipping his hand into his boxers and gathering a bit of slick on his fingertips. He rubbed at his clit slowly as he watched Enji lose himself in pleasure. Having gotten off to this exact scenario on multiple occasions, he could definitely say that it was even hotter in real life. Enji’s cheeks were red, sweat beading on his rough skin. Usually the man would use his quirk to evaporate any perspiration, but it seemed he was too into this to think about that. Hawks felt honored; the number one hero, his hero, was feeling so good because of him.
“Ah, fuck..” Enji glanced away from Hawks’ chest, looking into his eyes. His expression was so... soft, so uncharacteristically warm, and it looked like he wanted to say something, something important. “Keigo, I... You’re... I, uh..” Somehow he managed to blush even harder, and his hips never stopped moving; the slow friction around his cock felt so heavenly.
"Yeah, what is it, big guy?" Hawks laughed at how cute Enji was when he got shy like that. "Somethin' you wanna say?"
Enji stared into his eyes for a moment longer before shaking his head and looking away. "No.... Just feels really good..." He mumbled and cleared his throat, trying to regain some semblance of composure.
Hawks rolled his eyes, a little knowing smile on his lips. "Yeah, whatever..." He slid his hands up Enji's sides to his chest, giving his pecs a squeeze. "Y'know, I could kinda fuck your tits, probably," he commented, blushing at the thought. He could see it clearly in his mind, his thick clit grinding between Enji's fat tits, Enji becoming flustered as he pushed his chest together to create cleavage for Hawks' pleasure... Phew, maybe next time.
Enji scoffed, shaking his head. "I do not have tits, boy. This is pure muscle, built from decades of training and sacrifice."
"Whatever you say, baby... Nothin' wrong with a man having a beautiful voluptuous bosom.." Hawks grinned, giving them another squeeze.
Enji grabbed Hawks' wrists, pinning his arms above his head. "Quit taunting me, boy." He grumbled, clearly embarrassed from Hawks' teasing.
“Hey, baby, how about we switch it up now, hmmm?” Hawks looked up at Enji, biting his lip as he struggled under the man’s strong grip. “It’s my turn, c’mon, big guy... You promised you’d fuck me good, yeah?”
Enji huffed, letting go of Hawks’ wrists. “You’re annoying, you know that, right? Fuckin’ hope you’re at least aware..” He mumbled, wrapping a hand around his cock and stroking it as he shifted down on the bed, grabbing Hawks’ ankle with his free hand and tugging him close.
Hawks giggled, excited he was finally getting what he wanted, what he needed. “Oh trust me, I am well awa- AH!!” His words died, a surprised squeak leaving him as Enji shoved his cock in without warning. "SHIT!! OhmyfuckinggodEnjisofuckingbig-" He babbled, tears welling in his wide eyes as he tried to adjust to the sudden massive intrusion.
“You wanted me to fuck you, yes?” Enji growled behind clenched teeth, grabbing Hawk’s hips and starting to fuck into him, his expression intense. He was so sweaty and flushed, his eyes unfocused. “So just shut up for one god damn minute and let me fuck you... Fuckin’ brat.”
Hawks stared up at Enji with wide, wet eyes, his words caught in his throat as he felt every detail of the searing, thick cock pushing, pulling, dragging along his insides. The pain from being absolutely stuffed to the brim without prep was quickly becoming overshadowed by pleasure as Enji's cock pushed against all his best spots again and again. Hawks felt numb and tingly and warm, reaching up to wrap his arms around Enji's neck, pulling him down for a heated kiss. "So fuckin' perfect, babe, your cock's so good, you fuck me so good, oh fuck... Really needed this, ya always make me feel so fuckin'- Ngh!! Oh, fuck!"
Enji switched their position, sitting with his back against the headboard with Hawks in his lap facing him, keeping his cock snugly inside. His hands gripped the young hero’s waist as he fucked into his sweet little hole, using him like a human fleshlight.
It was so intense, Hawks felt like he was either about to cum or pass out. The hot, urgent pressure inside him seemed to build with each punch against his cervix. He slumped against Enji’s chest, hiding his face in the crook of the older man’s neck as he whined and babbled incoherently. His skin felt so hot... Perhaps too hot, but he was too close to give a damn.
“Shit, sorry...” Enji moved his hands from Hawks’ waist, taking a moment to get his quirk under control. “I can, uh, get some ice for that... Sorry.." He mumbled sheepishly, his hips stilling.
Hawks was panting and whining as he looked down at his side, seeing the fresh hand-shaped burn on his tan skin. It wasn't too bad, just a minor burn that would feel better pretty quickly. Barely hurt honestly; the pain wasn't anything he couldn't handle. The need to cum was way more urgent at the moment. "It's fine, it's fine, please please keep going, baby, please, I need to cum so fucking bad, baby, it's a really big really good one, please, jus' a little burn, it's not a big deal, doesn't even hurt," He took a deep breath, "Please keep fucking me.." He begged, giving Enji an irresistibly needy look.
Enji grunted, his cheeks bright red. He gave a quick nod, shaking his hands out to cool them off a little before grabbing Hawks’ slim waist again. He funneled all of the energy and focus he had left into fucking the life out of his little toy. The room was filled with panting, Hawks' too-loud whimpering and moaning, and the intense, wet slapping as they both chased their release.
Hawks finished first; he couldn't hold it in any longer no matter how hard he tried. He was too tired, drunk, and Enji was too fucking good at this. "Gonna cum, gonna cum, oh fucking holy shit oh my god ohmygod!!" His hand shot down, rubbing quickly at his clit. "Holy fuck-" He squealed, biting hard into Enji's shoulder. His pussy clenched tight around the impressive cock, the glide becoming even smoother as he squirted hard, dampening the sheets and their connected bodies. He came so hard he was shaking as the last of his release spurted out. He was a speechless whining mess, all sweaty and flushed as he laid against Enji's chest, breathing heavily.
"Shit..." Enji panted out, grunting with every push back into Hawks' cunt, watching as the boy unraveled in his arms. The sight was so hot, it only took a few moments of fucking into Hawks’ limp, tired body until Enji finished, grunting and panting as he pumped the young hero's womb full of his cum. "Fuck, take it... Take all my fuckin' cum, slut.." He growled, rolling his hips slowly to fuck his release deep into Keigo, as deep as it could go.
"Ah... S'good, good..." Hawks mumbled, loving the warm, full feeling. Total satisfaction. "Keep it in.."
Enji pondered the idea of keeping his cock deep inside Hawks as they slept, making sure his cum didn’t leak out, keeping them locked together all night... What a deliciously tempting thought. Though he shook his head, pressing a kiss to the side of Hawks' head. "No, no... Gotta clean you up, Keigo. You said... You said you get infections and things.. When you don't clean up after.. Right?"
"Ughhh. Yeah, but... Don't wanna move, I like you.." Hawks mumbled against Enji's neck, trying to hug him close so he couldn't pull out yet.
Enji couldn't stop the little smile that came at Hawks' confession. "I like you, too, Keigo, but I need to clean you up, at least a little. C'mon." It was so easy to peel Hawks off, laying him on his stomach so he could stretch his wings. "Lay still, okay? I'm gonna use my mouth."
"You like me?? Woah..." Hawks giggled and hugged the pillow under his head, not listening to the rest of whatever Enji was saying. When he felt strong hands spreading his thighs apart, hot breath on his bare, damp skin, and eventually the lips and tongue of the man he admired more than anyone, he practically melted into the mattress. He was very sensitive and tender from the intense orgasm, so each firm lick from Enji's tongue sent shivers through his whole body. "T-too much, too much.." He whined pathetically into the pillow, so it just came out as a muffled sound.
"Shhh, almost done," Enji whispered and patted Hawks' outer thigh in encouragement. His tongue pressed deep into Hawks' cunt, coaxing all of his own cum into his mouth and swallowing without issue. He was too tired and tipsy to do a thorough job, just getting as much out as he cared to do before giving Hawks a few final licks along his folds, and a soft kiss to his clit. "All done."
"Mmh." Hawks made a little noise, clearly almost asleep already. He rolled over so he wasn't taking up the whole center of the bed, making room for Enji to spoon him from behind. A silent request to cuddle.
Enji smiled a little and shook his head, turning off the lamp before laying beside Hawks and wrapping an arm over him, kissing the top of his head. "Good night, dove."
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Hawks woke up late for work with a hand-shaped burn on his waist, shoddily cleaned cum between his thighs, and a cold, empty side of the bed. Must’ve been some night.