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-ɴꜱꜰᴡ ᴏʙᴠɪᴏᴜꜱʟʏ
-ᴘʀᴏꜰᴀɴɪᴛɪᴇꜱ
-ꜰᴇᴍᴀʟᴇ ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ
-ɪɴ ᴘᴜʙʟɪᴄ
-ᴄʀᴇᴀᴍᴘɪᴇ

-"ɪ ᴡᴀɴᴛ ᴛᴏ ꜰᴇᴇʟ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀʟʟ ɪɴꜱɪᴅᴇ ᴍᴇ, ꜰɪʟʟ ᴍᴇ ᴜᴘ ᴜɴᴛɪʟ ᴛʜᴇʀᴇꜱ ɴᴏ ʀᴏᴏᴍ ʟᴇꜰᴛ"

-"ɪ ᴡᴀɴᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ꜱᴄʀᴇᴀᴍɪɴɢ ᴍʏ ɴᴀᴍᴇ ꜱᴏ ʟᴏᴜᴅ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏᴏɴᴇ ʜᴇᴀʀꜱ ᴡʜᴏ ʏᴏᴜ ʙᴇʟᴏɴɢ ᴛᴏ ʀɪɢʜᴛ ɴᴏᴡ"

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A pro hero meeting at the most prestigous restaurant was not something you'd expect, especially on your salary, and yet it was still a fun surprise when you saw your appetizer brought out; tomato caprese, dressed with basil and a balsamic syrup that made the tiny, colorful plate shine in the low light.
It was as delicious and delicate as it was overpriced, but you weren't worried about the funds right now, thanks to the check being covered by the infamous Endeavor.
You gave a happy sigh as you finished off your appetizer, leaning back to relax in your chair with contentment plain on your face.
The slight buzz of the other customers talking about various things blended in with the heroes' chatting about casual topics.
The serious matters were mainly kept reserved until the night died down, it became a habit to get together as much as you could seeing as everyone was mainly busy nowadays.
Your eyes glanced between the occupants of the large table you were seated at, meeting a certain feathered hero.
A smile played on your lips as you leaned towards him, keeping your voice low so others didn't hear.

"How did Endeavor react when you totally crashed his ego parade the other day ?" you asked, a mischievous grin on your face.
The blonde haired male couldn't help but smile back, chuckling at your words.
He was beaming with pride as he answered, retelling the story of how it all went down.

As Hawks' voice carried on, you took another sip of your wine, crossing one leg over the other so you could lean back without looking trashy.
You gave a polite nod before peering around, eyes wandering the beautiful restaurant and the atmosphere that surrounded it.
Eventually, they fell on one of the other customers, a handsome young man with black hair, dark as night and unfortunate scars all over his body, sat in a corner booth with two others next to him.
You blushed, disguising your lusty grin as a giggle at Keigo's story, a quick glance to make sure he thought you were still listening.
As your eyes zipped back to the stud in his booth, you caught him slipping a hand onto his phone at the table.
Was he about to text you ?
Your phone was securely in your bag, so-

The vibrator in your panties sprang to life against your clit.

You jumped, slamming your hands on the table and sending the silverware clattering across your napkin.
As quick-witted as you were a quick lay, you snatched up the fork before it could tilt off the table and held it up, a bashful smile plastered to your face.