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“Time’s running out, Endeavor-san,” Hawks’ heavy breathing falls onto the flame hero’s face. Hawks is standing above him. The tension is unbearable. They have been doing this dance too much, going in circles, never addressing it just leaving it hang over them. They were to face their biggest threat yet and other then training his son and the other boys, all Endeavor could think about was Hawks.
What was Hawks doing? Was he safe? Why is he thinking so much about him? Why does Hawks keep visiting him late in the night at his home? How did they get so close? When did they start talking about his family? Why was he okay with telling Hawks about his problems? When did they get so personal? Why did Endeavor think Hawks was attractive? Why was he so out of sorts when they made accidental physical contact? Why were Hawks’ eyes so unsettling? Why was it like he was trying to make Endeavor understand something? The flame hero has so many questions and no answers.
“I’m training them as best as I can,” is Endeavor’s answer, but he feels he has answered Hawks’ incorrectly. The younger hero’s stand becomes unsteady as he throws his jacket on the floor next to where Endeavor is sitting by the kotatsu.
“My self-restraint is running out, Endeavor-san,” proclaims the hero as he takes his glasses and gloves off, letting them hit the floor. At a loss for words, the flame hero’s mind feels the need to ogle the small yet fit frame of muscles under the spandex fabric. It’s a good thing he hides it under the jacket otherwise Hawks would really have to beat the fans away with his wings.
“What are you talking about?” Is all Endeavor can get out.
Why is Hawks breathing so hard? Why is his face so close? Why does Endeavor want to touch the spandex? Why is the air so heavy? Why is Endeavor feeling so hot despite being in nothing but tank top and sweats with the winter season outside? Why is Hawks so close to him yet not close enough?
“I’m talking about this.” Hawks breathes out. The younger hero sits on top of Endeavor so fast he can’t stop him. Hawks wraps his legs around Endeavor’s waist, grabs him by the hair and pulls him in for a kiss.
Endeavor should fight it, he is married. He should fight it because Hawks is half his age. Endeavor should push him away but why does it feel so right? The person in his lap is tense, the breathing ragged, ready to be throw away.
Endeavor never understood Hawks. The younger hero was just too damn fast, Endeavor couldn’t keep up. However, since Hawks has proposed they team up and all the night visits, Endeavor has started to get a picture. The younger hero just wanted to slow down for once. Endeavor got that but how does THIS contribute to that? Did Endeavor get the wrong picture?
“If you don’t stop me, I’ll continue,” announces Hawks. They lock eyes with one another, waiting for the other to make a move.
“Why,” does Hawks want to do this with him? Why does Endeavor’s body itch to grab at the younger hero? Why does Endeavor want Hawks to continue?
“I want you.” Simple as that is Hawks’ response. The young hero’s face is full of resolve but it is laced with vulnerability. The combination of both makes all questions scatter and unravel the ball of conflicted feelings towards Hawks.
“Come here,” orders Endeavor. He puts his hands on Hawks back to bring their bodies closer. The younger hero doesn’t hesitate as he smashes their mouths together. It’s forceful, it’s messy, it’s perfect. Endeavor bites at Hawks lips without any restraints, it has Hawks vibrating with pleasure. He grabs at Hawks’ hair pulling his head back so that Endeavor can force his tongue in. Then Hawks moans into his mouth and the blood in Endeavor’s body rushes south faster than it ever did.
“Do it again,” growls Endeavor. He rocks his hips forward to get some friction from Hawks, hopefully making him do that sound again. It forces out a whimper but that is just as sweet as the moan, if not sweeter.
How can he make Hawks whimper again? Why is the younger hero still wearing those pants? Is that a full body spandex?
Endeavor is now ready to get these questions answered. Leaving one hand tangled in Hawks’ hair, the other grabs the younger hero’s ass to force him onto his knees. Endeavor makes a quick job of taking the awful baggy pants of the younger hero. Yes, it is a full body spandex. With Hawks now above him, the older hero pushes Hawks´ face down to his, completely dominating him. Hawks puts up a fight but it’s just to tease Endeavor. It’s just to let Endeavor know he can fight him
If he would want to. It makes Endeavor shiver in excitement.
How does Hawks’ ass look in the spandex?
Endeavor grips Hawks by the back of his neck, breaks the kiss to force the younger hero to lay ass up on the kotatsu. Hawks goes without a fight and spreads his legs so Endeavor can sit between them. The younger hero’s ass in the spandex looks like a piece of art so Endeavor admires it but it’s not enough. He gropes it and is so fucking pleased the asscheecks fit so perfectly in his hands, as if they were made to be held by Endeavor and Endeavor only.
Hawks is moaning in appreciation of the ass groping. The sweet noise has Endeavor kissing up Hawks’ bare back, because of course the back is cut out for his wings but it’s a triangle with the pointy end finishing right above his ass, and Endeavor has no idea as to why it’s so low, but as long as he is the only one to see it, he is more than okay with it. Not ceasing the groping for he needs Hawks to keep moaning, Endeavor sends a ghost of a breath up the skin connected to the wings.
The wings spread the moment the breath makes contact with the skin making Hawks choke on his moans.
“Endea...vor...-san...,” comes a hoarse plea from Hawks. His breathing is ragged, body temperature rising and is now trembling under Endeavor.
How sensitive is he here?
Endeavor sends another ghost of a breath to the skin and Hawks’ wings flex and the man whimpers. Yes, that is what Endeavor wants. The older hero starts licking at the skin connected to the wings. Hawks starts melting under him, the wings flex like crazy and the sweetest sounds leave the younger hero’s lips. It drives Endeavor insane. He is now painfully hard and all he wants is to completely undo the man under him. Endeavor let’s go of his ass to wrap one hand around Hawks throat, the other rests on top of Hawks’. The winged hero interweaves their fingers as Endeavor grinds his erection against that fine ass in spandex. He grinds against Hawks while kissing and licking and gently biting at that sensitive skin. Endeavor’s own breathing is ragged but it’s nothing compared to the hero under him that is struggling to catch a breath.
“En...haa...de...ahhhh...voAH!“ is screamed as Endeavor bites a little harder than before. „I’m...fuuuuck....cu-m...”
How many times can Hawks cum? How many times can Endeavor make him cum?
He lightly squeezes Hawks throat and sucks on the sensitive skin fully intending to leave a mark. Hawks hardens the hold on Endeavor’s hand as spams work through his body accompanied only by silent groans. Once done sucking the hickey into the skin, Endeavor stands them up.
“Take the spandex off,” growls the older hero into Hawks’ hair. Reluctantly he lets go of Hawks’ throat and hand to let the younger hero undress.
How does he look even better without the spandex? Why does his ass look so fucking tasty? How would he look pressed against a wall with his ass sticking out begging to be eaten by Endeavor?
Endeavor spins Hawks around to devour his mouth. He grabs at Hawks’ ass and lifts him up. The younger hero responds by wrapping his legs around Endeavor. Without wasting any time Endeavor finds the nearest wall to pin Hawks against. Then Endeavor hears a feather cutting through the air and his clothes fall off of him. The older hero unwillingly lets go off Hawks ass.
“Turn,” orders Endeavor between kisses. With one last bite, Hawks complies. The flame hero takes him by the hips and sucks a trail of marks down to Hawks’ hole.
“Fuuuu~ck,” comes a loud groan from the winged hero as Endeavor kisses his hole. He sticks his tongue in, twisting, tasting, making Hawks tremble. He makes out with Hawks’ asshole like there’s no tomorrow and he loves it. He loves the way Hawks is coming undone, how he can hear the pleasure rocking through the winged hero’s body, how he starts jerking him off and, despite cumming moments ago, Hawks is hard again.
How far can he swallow Hawks?
Endeavor stops abusing the hole only to turn the younger hero around.
“Endeavor-san?” comes a weak question from the hero above him. Endeavor pays him no mind as he licks a line up Hawks’ erection. “Aaaahh...” The older hero gives the tip an experimental suck followed by a lick. “Shiiiit...” Hawks is long but not thick. Endeavor swallows as much of Hawks as he can without gagging. What he can’t fit in his mouth he works with his hand. “Endeavor-sa~n...” the sweetness of the voice prompts Endeavor to start bopping his head. He keeps his tongue to the underside of Hawks’ cock, hollows his cheeks and works him at a steady pace. Endeavor looks up at Hawks, who’s supporting himself against the wall. Hawks mouth is hanging open, those sweet moans working themselves out of it, his eyes are closed and chest heaving. There’s a blush coloring his cheeks and chest. Few more bops and Hawks opens his eyes to look at Endeavor.
“You are so hot, Endeavor-san,” manages Hawks. The younger hero tangles his hands in Endeavor‘s hair, pushing his head down onto his cock. Endeavor fights the gag reflex as Hawks‘ cock hits the back of his throat. „Swallow.“ With their eyes still locked on each other, Endeavor swallows. Hawks head shoots back hitting the wall. “Fu~ck...,” he tries to collect himself. Endeavor likes that. He likes how much Hawks is feeling it. He rests his hands at the back of Hawks knees. The younger hero looks at him puzzled for a second. Endeavor feels the hands in his hair gently pull him away from Hawks’ cock. The older hero lets himself be led. Endeavor takes a few long breaths before he feels Hawks push him back, this time trusting his hips forward, pushing his cock as deep as Endeavor can take it. Then he does it again and again and again and then Hawks’ is a moaning mess above him once again as he fucks Endeavor’s mouth however he likes. Whenever he can, Endeavor swallows around Hawks’ cock making the winged hero cry out in pleasure. “I’m going...,” is a breathless warning. Endeavor only hums in response. The vibrations make Hawks double over, pull Endeavor off his cock as he cumes for a second time, this time all over the flame hero’s face.
How will cumming inside Hawks feel?
Endeavor grabs his tank top from the floor and wipes his face off.
“Sorry about that,” apologizes the younger hero. He gets on his knees to help Endeavor clean up. When it’s done, the flame hero throws the top away.
“You’ll make up for it,” announces the older hero. Hawks smirks at him.
“Good thing I’m young and fit.”
Endeavor really does not need to be reminded about their absolutely unacceptable age difference. No, Endeavor does seriously not need to be reminded of that. For fuck’s sake Hawks could be his son. The thought alone makes him sick.
“I’m ready for you, Daddy~,” teases Hawks.
“Fuck no. Never ever call me that.” Endeavor fixes Hawks with a death glare. The smirk on the winged hero’s face gets wider.
“Oh, come on, Daddy~,” Hawks pushes on.
“Shut the fuck up, Hawks,” warns Endeavor. The younger hero keeps the smirk on when he bites Endeavor’s earlobe. The older hero signs low as the pleasure shoots through him.
“Make me,” mummers Hawks against his lips. The older hero brings his fingers to Hawks lips.
“Suck them.”
The winged hero smiles and obliges. Hawks’ mouth is hot and wet. He licks at two of Endeavor’s fingers completely covering them in saliva. Meanwhile Endeavor grobes Hawks’ ass again prompting him onto his knees. When his fingers couldn’t be any wetter, he brings them to Hawks’ entrance. He circles around not looking away from Hawks’ face. Endeavor is hard and ready to cum deep inside that ass, he pushes one finger in. The whole time he trusts into Hawks he keeps eye contact. Hawks breathing is even, face focused, clearly focusing on relaxing around the finger. It works and Endeavor pushes the second finger in. The bridge of Hawks’ nose wrinkles but his breathing is still even. The inside of Hawks is so tight and wet and so fucking hot Endeavor is fighting the urge to force that hole to stretch around his red, swollen, leaking, hard cock. He will fuck Hawks so hard, the hero won’t be able to walk tomorrow, work be screwed. That ass is Endeavor’s and it will take him as many times and as hard as he wants. He will have Hawks begging him to stop and asking for more at the same time. He will make Hawks scream his name. He will push Hawks in ways he has never been pushed before. Endeavor will be Hawks undoing.
“Endeavor-san?” The question brings Endeavor back. He realises he lost himself in his thoughts and his hand stopped moving.
What just happened?
Hawks cups Endeavor’s face in his hands. The winged hero is not smiling at him, instead he is fixing Endeavor with a stern look.
“I won’t break.”
Endeavor stares at him in confusion.
“No matter what you do to me, I won’t break,” clarifies the winged hero. “I’m not fragile like she was. You can fuck me as hard as you want. You can do whatever you want, I won’t break. I’m the Number 2 Hero. I can take you on, Number 1. So show me what you got.”
How did Hawks know what made him stop when Endeavor himself didn’t? Why does only now Endeavor realise what made him stop? Why were it Hawks’ words that calmed him down? Why is he so hard on others? Why is Hawks okay with it?
Hawks can take him. Hawks is strong. He can be hard on him and Hawks will be fine. If he loses himself Hawks will bring him back. Hawks won’t break.
“You will stop me.”
“I will stop you.”
Endeavor is looking at Hawks’ face searching for anything that would indicate any hint of fear or disdain. There is nothing of that sort. Hawks face is serious, ready to take Endeavor on.
“Then stop me, Number 2.” Endeavor kisses Hawks. Not fazed, Hawks sticks his tongue inside Endeavor’s mouth, not letting him dominate. Hawks takes the lead and explores every nook of Endeavor’s mouth. The older hero spreads Hawks asscheeks guiding him down on his cock. The moment Endeavor’s tip touches the hole, there’s a hand on his throat squeezing tight.
“Three fingers first, then your massive cock,” orders Hawks. At the word ´massive´ Endeavor smirks. Compared to Hawks he is. He is a bit longer than Hawks but he is much, much thicker. Endeavor never thought he would like such a compliment.
“Fine.” Endeavor’s fingers are wet enough to thrust back into that wonderful ass that he will in just a few moments fuck so hard Hawks won’t walk tomorrow. Endeavor scissors Hawks a bit before he adds the third digit. With three fingers thrusting into him Hawks levels his breathing, not once breaking eye contact with Endeavor. As Endeavor twists his fingers Hawks moans straight onto his face. Endeavor’s cock twitches painfully wanting nothing more than to be buried deep in that fine ass. Endeavor is suddenly very grateful for his trained mind and body because the way Hawks looks at him with those half lidded eye and moaning straight onto his face with no shame is pressing all his buttons even the ones he didn’t know he had. Then Hawks starts meeting Endeavor halfway and then fucks himself on the flame hero’s fingers and Endeavor is done. He manhandles Hawks onto his belly, grabs his hips, lines up and thrusts into him not caring if Hawks’s ready or not. The winged hero chokes on air unable to breathe as Endeavor takes him from behind like a mad man.
The inside of Hawks feels like heaven on Earth. Hawks is wet, he is burning hot and he is so fucking tight Endeavor ruts into him like a dog. The flame hero slithers his hand across Hawks’ chest up to his throat. He squeezes the winged hero’s throat and pulls him back almost bending the hero in half. Hawks is struggling to breath, his chest heaving uncontrollably, the hand wrapped around his throat not helping nor the animalistic thrusts from behind. Endeavor beats the little-no-breath out of him five more times before slowing down.
“Is that all you got, Number 1?” chuckles Hawks. His voice is hoarse and weak but the tone is challenging. Endeavor licks a line up the sensitive skin on Hawks back. The winged hero whimpers.
“I’m just getting started,” bites Endeavor into Hawks shoulder.
“Glad to hear that,” purrs Hawks. Endeavor cocks twitches at that and they both groan.
“Hope you are as flexible as you look.”
“Bend me any way you like, Daddy~.”
“HAWKS!”
Endeavor has his rage kissed away. It appears Hawks enjoys teasing him a lot. If it is teasing Hawks wants, Endeavor will give it to him. He pulls out. The older hero lays Hawks on his back and pins his hands above the winged hero’s head and keeps them there with one hand. Endeavor puts Hawks legs over his shoulders and comes down to suck more marks onto Hawks chest. While Endeavor’s mouth is occupied his hand holds his cock against Hawks entrance - circling, applying pressure, going up and down but never penetrating. It only takes a minute before Hawks is squirreling under him.
“Endea...vor-san...,” groans Hawks. “Stop that...get in...already!”
“Beg.” Endeavor mercilessly sucks on Hawks’ nipple earning himself a whimper. The younger hero takes a deep breath.
“Endeavor-san, please, fuck me.”
He lifts Hawks hips a little, getting his legs under him. He pushes the tip in and with his free hand, he forces Hawks’ hips down taking him in completely.
“Ahhhh~,” signs the winged hero in pleasure. Endeavor holds Hawks’ hips in place as he lowers his own, pulling out, then slowly thrust back up. He is taking his time now, slowly increasing the pace and making sure Hawks gets hard again. The moment the younger hero’s dick starts filling up with blood for the third time this evening, Endeavor bends Hawks in half, his knees next to his head with Endeavor towering over him. The older hero lets go of Hawks hands, instead places it next to Hawks legs for support. He buries himself deep inside Hawks and kisses him. Then Endeavor pounds into him with such force Hawks cries out. Then Endeavor does it again and Hawks cries out once more. Then again and again and Hawks is almost crying and Endeavor is not stopping. Endeavor fucks him hard and fast and dirty and Hawks takes it.
Endeavor can do this forever. Hawks is perfect. Endeavor is rock hard but his mind and body do not want release. No. His mind and body want Hawks to cry, to scream, they want to keep pounding into that tight hot wetness that is Hawks’ ass. There is no way Endeavor will let himself cum. This is too perfect to end.
When he is deep in Hawks again, he lowers his head to devour those already puffy lips. Hawks doesn’t put up a fight now, he just lets Endeavor do as he pleases. The older hero starts rolling his hip and Hawks whines in response.
“Hawks?”
“Done already, Daddy~?”
Endeavor bites him hard enough to bleed. Hawks starts laughing. The winged hero wraps his arms around Endeavor kissing him slowly.
“Satisfied?” kisses Hawks into Endeavor’s mouth.
“Not even close.”
“What are you waiting for then?”
Endeavor is waiting for nothing. He pulls out and scoops Hawks up holding him up by his ass.
“You sure like grabbing my ass, Endeavor-san,” mumbles Hawks against Endeavor’s neck.
“It’s mine so I can do whatever I want with it.” Hawks is quite for a second before he sucks a hickey on Endeavor’s neck.
“All yours, Number 1.”
Endeavor is pleased at the conformation and makes his way to his bedroom. There’s a cupboard in exactly the right height for him to rut into Hawks. The walk to his bedroom will be short but too long to not be in Hawks. Endeavor keeps Hawks up with one hand the other guides his cock back into the tight hot wetness. Hawks shivers at the penetration and Endeavor kisses his neck. The steps provide a nice rhythm for small thrusts. Once in the bedroom, Endeavor rests Hawks on the ideal cupboard without pulling out and with no warnings he starts fucking Hawks again. He has an iron grab on Hawks’ hips pushing him to meet him halfway into his thrusts. Endeavor goes balls deep on every thrust and pulls out leaving only the tip in. The younger hero is purposefully moan loader than he did before. The small smile on his lips makes Endeavor change the angle of the thrusts and then Hawks throws his head back and screams. For a moment Endeavor is shocked but quickly gets out of it and picks up the pace and pounds into Hawks at that angle and Hawks screams again. The screams are music to Endeavor’s ears. He pushes Hawks’ legs together and continues on, not once slowing down. He is so happy he pushes his limits every day during training. The power and stamina are being very useful right now.
“En...dea...AHH...vo...FUUU...,” Hawks is unable to talk. The winged hero is fully erect and quickly loosing any grip on reality. Endeavor gives it to him. He will have Hawks cum untouched again. He will have Hawks unravel under him. As the younger hero straggles to form words, his cock is twitching and then seven thrusts later Hawks screams the loudest as his chest shoots up and he cums dry. The inner walls squeeze uncomfortably tight around Endeavor and the sight of Hawks, the sounds of the scream and the way Hawks’ insides are swallowing him almost pushes him over.
Hawks takes few breaths becoming a limp noodle. He is spend. No matter what big words he had, three orgasm done him good. He is over sensitive and very well aware of the massive hard cock inside him.
Endeavor will need Hawks to take a bit more.
“Hawks-“
“I know. Give me a minute,” he breaths out. So Endeavor waits inside the winged hero. As promised, Hawks collects himself and looks at Endeavor. “You wanna cum inside me, Endeavor-san?” The flame hero nods. Hawks smiles. He outstretches his hands towards Endeavor. “Take me to bed.” The older hero complies, scooping Hawks up, not pulling out of him. He takes them to bed and sits them up. Hawks’ hands start caressing Endeavor’s torso and the winged hero starts trailing kisses up Endeavor’s neck.
“I figured you wouldn’t cum,” starts Hawks and moves his hips a little. The ghost touches give Endeavor goosebumps. “You were enjoying yourself way too much.” Hawks licks a line up Endeavor’s ear. “I think the only way you’ll come without forcing yourself,” Endeavor moves Hawks on his cock slowly, not wanting him to stop talking, “is by letting me take control so you can come undone.” A shivers runs down Endeavor’s spine at the words. “Relax for me, Endeavor-san. Relax and enjoy me in different way,” Hawks carefully kisses Endeavor. “Give up control, Endeavor-san. I can take you.” Endeavor is shaking. The heat surrounding his cock is starting to cloud his mind.
What happens when Endeavor gives up control and trusts Hawks?
The winged hero flexes his muscles around Endeavor’s cock. “Haaawks...,” comes a moan from the flame hero. The younger hero keeps moving his hips and flexing his muscles around Endeavor. The flame hero hugs him tight.
“Endeavor-san, you feel amazing,” whispers Hawks against Endeavor’s lips. Hawks feels amazing to Endeavor. “The whole time you were fucking me I was on fire,” Endeavor’s body is on fire, “when you marked me I was melting on the inside,” Endeavor is definitely melting, “when you sucked me off my balls tighten so hard I thought they’d literally explode,” Endeavor own balls suddenly felt very close to exploding, “and when you kept on hitting my prostate the pressure in my lower stomach was unbearable.” Yes, Endeavor can feel it too. “I don’t think you realised but the reason I cume was because you smiled at me. You looked so happy I just burst,” Hawks takes Endeavor face in his hands and gives him such a loving look Endeavor is about to fall off the edge. “You can’t break me, Endeavor-san.”
The flame hero cums hard up Hawks’ ass. The spasms go through his body like a storm. His vision goes white and all he can hear is Hawks moaning his name. It takes him few moments before he collects himself. He never cume this hard. He never cume this easily.
“Endeavor-san?”
“Hawks,” he takes a deep breath, “that was...”
“Amazing.” Finishes the winged hero. Endeavor looks at the young talented hero and his lips turn up at the corners.
“Yes. Yes, it was,” agrees the flame hero.
“Let’s do it again soon, Daddy~.”
“HAWKS!”
The winged hero laughs at Endeavor’s outrage. He kisses the older hero before he announces he needs to clean up.
“I’ll help.”
“You could eat it out.”
"Yeah, I could." So he does.