Cobra Kai Oneshots BOOK TWO!!

Hawk x Reader SMUT

Requested by OldFashionedVillain_ enjoy!
CW- HARASSMENT—READ WITH CAUTION
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You had just moved to California from England. Everything was so different here, and it was such a sudden decision that it still hadn't set in. You were in a different house... Different neighborhood... Different country.
     Though it was terrifying to be at your new highschool, you made a few acquaintances a little easier than expected. Like this girl Sam LaRusso, who was super sweet and was directed to give you a tour.
     "And this is the gym, we also do a lot of pep rally events here." She explained.
     "Woah, it's the new girl." A guy said, coming up to you and Sam. He was tall, and had black hair in a sort of swoop style.
     "Yes, Kyler. This is (Y/n)."
     "Nice to meet you." You stuck your hand out, but he declined.
     "You just moved here from the Great Britain?" He mocked your accent.
     "I- excuse me?"
     "Ooh, little lady from England! Off to get tea and crumpets?" He moved his hands dramatically, swaying them and talking in a fake British accent.
     "Fuck you." You scoffed, and walked away. Sam quickly caught up to you.
     "(Y/n), I'm so sorry. He's an asshole to everyone."
     "It's fine." You kept walking. "Where to next?"
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     Sam showed you the rest of the school, and even introduced you to her friend, Hawk. He seemed super polite to you, cracking a few jokes and telling you not to worry about Kyler.
The rest of the school week went by okay, you say with Sam and Hawk at lunch. Hawk was always trying to get your attention.
To try and get to know the surrounding area better, you decided to walk around after school on Friday. You walked to the nearest gas station to pick up a snack.
As you looked at the choices, you heard an eerily familiar voice behind you.
"Heyy (Y/n)" The voice whispered. You turned, expecting Hawk.
But it was Kyler.
"Hey?" You moved away, not looking up at him.
"C'mon, why do you gotta act so cold?" He put his hand on your shoulder, forcing you to lean against him.
"Get off of me." You hissed.
"I got something to warm you up..." He ignored you, sliding his other hand to your waist.
You squirmed under his grip, moving away.
"I fucking said get off of me!" Without thinking, you threw a punch that sent him backing up into the other side of the aisle.
"You fucking bitch!" He yelled, trying to return the punch. Only you ducked, stopping for a second as another customer walked in. He looked a little like Hawk... Shit, it is Hawk!
Kyler was still distracted, so you shoved him over. The cashier ran over to see what the commotion was, as well as Hawk.
"What's going on?!" The cashier yelled.
"Don't worry about it." You said.
"Fuck off." Kyler replied.
Hawk watched you walk out of the store, leaving what you were going to buy behind.
A few minutes later, Hawk caught up to you.
"(Y/n)!" He said, panting. "That was so... Badass! What happened back there?"
"Nothing." You huffed. "Kyler can't keep his fucking hands to himself."
He stayed silent for a few seconds, before realizing what you meant. "Oh... Oh shit, I'm so sorry. Kyler's an asshole, but that's not an excuse."
"It's alright. At least he won't bother me anymore." You hoped that was right.
"Well, here. I got you something." He unzippedhis backpack, taking out the bag of peanut butter M&M's you almost bought.
"No way," You smiled. "Y'know, these are so hard to find back home... You didn't have to do that."
"It's no biggie, you looked upset when you left so I thought it would cheer you up."
"Well, it did. Thank you, Hawk."
He looked down and smiled. "Hey uh... Are you doing anything tomorrow?"
"No, unless you count stocking up on peanut butter M&M's... Why?"
"Well it's Saturday. If you wanna hang out? I got some new video games... Unless you're not into that, I don't know what England people do- I mean-" His face was red.
You giggled at the last part. "Yes, I'd love to. And by the way, England isn't a different planet. I bet I could crush you at any game you think of."
"Oh... Well, we'll see about that then."
"Sure we will." You were coming up to your neighborhood. "That's me, I'll see you tomorrow!"
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He invited you over at around 1, and there weren't any cars in the driveway.
You knocked on the door.
After a few seconds, he opened it.
"Hey!"
"Oh! I didn't think you'd be home..."
"My parents left a little while ago, honestly not sure when they're coming back..." He motioned you inside. "Is that... An issue?"
"No! Not at all."
"Alright then. C'mon, you gotta show me those gaming skills you mentioned." He flashed a smile.
Cute...
You beat him at a couple boxing games he had, and he was shocked.
"How did you get so good?!" He sat there, defeated.
"Oh y'know, practice makes perfect." You giggled.
"Mhm." He looked away for a second. "So... Why'd you move here? If that's not like, weird-"
"Work. My mother's job offered her a higher position with better pay here, so she took it."
"Well do you like it here so far?"
"Absolutely! It's totally different from England. It's nice to have a fresh start but I miss my friends." You paused. "I mean, I'm glad I have you and Sam and everyone, but it still gets lonely sometimes."
You swore you saw his face turn a light pink when you said the last part.
"I get that. Well not moving to a different country, but the loneliness. I wasn't always this cool, y'know." He joked.
"No way! You?" You said sarcastically. "How could you ever be un-cool?"
"That's not a word, and I used to be a total dork. Not the kinda guy you'd be into." He turned red. "Wait- Not like that-"
"Well you don't know that," You said. What the hell am I saying? "Maybe I'd still be into you if you were a dork."
"Still?" He asked.
"Uh, nothing. Nevermind."
"No... That's not fair." His face grew a malicious grin. "You're into me."
"I don't know what you mean."
"Yes you do." He scooched closer to you. "Cus, y'know... It's... Mutual."
"Ohoho, is it now? Was that your way of finding out?"
"Shut up." He laughed.
"Youuu're into me!-" Before you could finish, he kissed you. It was soft and hesitant. He put his hand on your cheek.
"Fuck." He pulled away. "I probably shouldn't have done that. Should I have done that? Nevermind, I definitely shouldn't have."
You kissed him again before he could freak out and slid your hand onto his leg. He kissed back, moving his hand on your cheek to your neck.
He pulled away after you both started to lose your breath.
"Nevermind." He said.
"You talk a lot when you're nervous." You smiled. "It's cute, but I'd rather hear something else."
"W-What?"
He watched you get on top of him, sitting on his lap.
     "I think we should continue that little thing, hm?"
     "Shit, I'm not complaining." He put his hands on your waist.
     With one arm around his neck and one hand on his chest, you kissed him again. You gave a few, quick pecks as you started to grind on him, soft and slow. His eyes widened and you kissed at his neck.
     "(Y-Y/n)-" His breath hitched.
     As you went on, you felt him getting hard under you.  So you decided to rile him up.
     "You feel so big, Hawk~" You whispered in his ear.
     "Fuck, (Y/n). I can't wait anymore." He pushed you off of him and pinned you to the couch. "I wanna hear something from you now."
     He took your shirt and pants off as you helped him unclip your bra. He wasted no time kissing your neck and leaving hickeys along your collarbone.
Your breath quickened as he ran his hands anywhere he could, roughly leaving marks on your skin.
"H-Hawk- Jesus-"
He trailed his hand to your panties, the light touch sending shivers up your spine. He saw your flushed and needy expression and took advantage of it.
"You're so hot like that." He said, taking your panties off.
"Shut up." You giggled.
"Hm. Fine, but you won't be able to."
He leaned forward and kissed you, a smirk against your lips as he slid two fingers into you.
You moaned into the kiss, and you felt another. He pumped in and out slowly, keeping the same pace with the kiss. You felt a knot in your stomach.
"I-I'm gonna-"
"I know." He moved away from your lips, leaning back down and wrapping his arms around your thighs. You frowned when he wouldn't let you finish.
     He started to kiss your thighs, causing you to squirm. He only gripped your thighs tighter.
     "Nnh-Hawk-" You were getting increasingly sensitive, every touch from him sent waves of pleasure through you.
     "Say please~"
     "P-Please..."
     He smirked, making eye contact with you as he licked up your slit.
     You turned a bright red, looking away.
     He wasted no time sucking your clit, sticking his two fingers back in you.
     "O-Oh my god- Fuck!" You yelled. Your head rolled back as you gripped his hair.
     He continued a painstakingly slow pace with his hand, hooking his fingers to reach your g-spot
     Your back arched as you let out long, loud moans. He didn't let it distract him.
     Hawk let you ride out orgasm after orgasm. His fingers kept the same speed, and so did his tongue.
     You were an overwhelmed and sensitive mess. But he wasn't done yet. You watched as he took his jeans and boxers off, positioning himself in front of you.
     He leaned down and nipped at your neck, slowly pushing into you.
     "Hawk!" You yelped, gripping his shoulder.
"I love hearing you say my name like that~" He smirked against your skin. He started out slow, making deep strokes. It sent you into overdrive as you begged him to go faster.
"Hmm... I wanna hear you beg some more." He said, going no faster.
"P-Please, I-I can't handle it-"
He lightly kissed your lips, speeding up ever so slightly.
You put your hand on his face and brought him down for another kiss, feeling that knot in your stomach again.
His strokes started to get lazier as he came, and you followed shortly after.
He put his boxers back on. "Fuck, we gotta clean up."