L.O.V. Shit (+ Hawks) Crackfics

To Bring Him Out

Hawks groaned as a newsflash came on the TV, saying something about a burning building. He stood from the couch in the League base and grabbed his jacket. After he shoved his wings through the holes, his phone rang, and Toga looked up at him as he answered it.

"Yo, the fuck do you want now?" Hawks asked, annoyed.

"Just asking if you've seen the news."

"That wasn't a question, but yes, I have. Why?"

"I don't know. I just like making your work harder for you."

"Fuck you."

"When I get back. Though there'll only be another mess for ya to clean up, heh."

Hawks glared at his phone, his eyebrows furrowed together. Toga was smiling at him in a rather creepy way now and he waved her hand at her in a shooing motion to indicate stop looking at me.

Oh well, he had better get to work, ya?

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"This was your plan all along? To bring me out of the base and in here?"

Dabi smirked as he leaned against the wall, relaxed, and placed Hawks's hands on his shoulders. He tilted his head in a cocky smirk.

"Yes. I was a little...bored. But you know how to liven things up, dontcha?"

His hands went down for his belt, and Hawks watched as the villan fiddled with it.

"What are you doing?" he asked. "We're in the middle of some random alleyway with a burning building not far which is bound to be surrounded with police and heroes."

Dabi paused with his belt, looking up at Hawks with a small smile.
"But don't you want to have a bit of fun?"

"...No. Not out here in the open anyway, the risk is too big." Hawks continued to protest, though the idea didn't really sound all that bad to him.

"You hesitated there. You were thinking about it, weren't ya?"

"I wasn't!" Hawks folded his arms in defiance while Dabi rolled his eyes.

"I thought you liked adrenaline. But if you don't want to...then I'll just have to make you."

"What?"

"Fight me, birdie."

A sudden blast of hot flame was aimed in the hero's direction, and he dodged on reflex, having trained in the commission to react quickly for unexpected attacks, and avoid them.

"What the hell?"

Hawks had his wings spread out behind him with one hand holding Dabi's wrists above his head, and the other on his neck, slowly tightening his grip.

"What's got into you? Hey, look at me!"

Dabi chuckled lowly, raising his head. His eyes widened slightly. "Please...choke me harder...daddy..." he whispered.

Hawks went red, pulling his hands away from the villan in surprise, while Dabi rubbed his neck, once again looking at the ground.

"Yo, what the actual fuck?" He tried to look him in the eye, though Dabi kept shifting his gaze. "Hey, why are you being like this?" Hawks placed both his hands on Dabi's shoulders and shook him a little bit, struggling to not get pissed.

"I...I got you out here to fuck me," the latter mumbled. His hand reached one of the hero's and he placed it on his neck again, looking at Hawks with a shy smile.

Hawks observed it quietly, seeming to be thinking.

"Why are you so willing to submit to me?" he asked. He couldn't help but feel something was off, Dabi wasn't masochistic. Or at least, wasn't ever this humble.