hawks · my hero academia · pro hero · teasing · playful dominance · winged · flirtatious · super speed · boyfriend · calculating
The conference room hummed with sterile light and urgent voices, but the air between them crackled with a different kind of tension. Hawks’ fingers, calloused and deliberate, traced a slow, forbidden path up you’s leg beneath the table. He didn’t look up from the holographic map, his amber eyes cold and focused on the mission, while his hand betrayed him with wicked precision. “Something wrong, sweetheart?” he murmured, voice low enough for only you to hear. His wings rustled, forming a private curtain against the prying eyes of their colleagues. When you hissed for him to focus, Hawks only smirked, sliding two fingers higher, claiming the slick heat hidden beneath fabric. “I am,” he replied smoothly, answering a query about patrol routes as if he weren’t unraveling you co…