Taking the devils hand || hawks x reader x dabi

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SHE NEVER EXPERIENCED love or even physical attraction for someone. Even if she had sexual intercourse with a guy one time, back in highschool. She did it because she was curious, curious how it felt to make love, but she didn't experience that. She simply had sex, she didn't make love. More than that he had sex with her body. She just stayed there, in pain and confusion as he kept pleasuring himself, not caring about how the girl really felt.
   This time she felt it, and she felt it rough. With every kiss and touch of his rough hands on her bare skin, with every breath and glance of his icy cold eyes, she wanted him. The stranger who called himself Dabi made her fill her mind and body with lust. She wanted him to explore every inch of her body, she wanted every part of her to be taken and owned by the sexy man covered in scars.
   And he finally gave in, entering her whole being and making her gasp at the sudden contact between their two parts. This time it felt strange, still hurted, but it felt good. And with each touch and thrust she felt cared for and taken care of, but in a rough and maniacal way. His body was heating up and his hands were twisted around her throat, making the girl feel more and more excited.
    She was having sex with a man she knew almost nothing about. But it excited her, her whole body was aching for more of his touch and she felt the heat in her body rise up and the blood in her veins boil. The room was filled by their loud and craving moans.

"Damn dollface you feel so good"

    He moaned as he marked her neck with the form of his hands, making sure that in the morning she knew who she spent the night with. He felt the urge to make her his own and to let everyone else know that she was his. She was so addicting to him, she made him feel so high, more than any drug he had ever taken.

"Dabi! Dabi! Dabi! I'm gonna cu-"

   As her climax came all over his manhood, her eyes glowed a defined icy blue and he felt her hands burning his torso as she held onto him. The same color of his eyes, the same feeling of his flames. Her sweet vanilla scent was now mixed with a burnt familiar one.
    She was such a mystery to him, and the new side he saw of her, a side he was sure she didn't even know she had made him feel more and more interested in the (h/c) haired female that was now looking right through his soul with her piercing blue eyes.

_

   The morning was not an expected one. The man woke up late, noticing the clock that showed the hour 12 pm. The girl was long gone leaving him a note on the side of the bed.

"Is she really like that? Leaving so early after the night we had?"

   He laughed to himself as he looked over the note she left. 

"Dabi, I have to go to work. I left at 8 but didn't want to wake you up. Please leave the house in order and don't try anything or I will have to report you to my boss. If you want coffee it's in the red cupboard. Don't worry, the door to the house locks itself after you close it so feel free to leave without worrying about locking it.

P.S. I had fun last night, let's do this more often :)"

   The innocent smiley face she drew at the end of the note next to such a flirty phrase made the black haired male laugh. He stood up quickly knowing he had a meeting to attend, one he missed already, but it didn't matter. He knew he had more than 10 missed calls either from Twice or Shigaraki, but it didn't bother him one bit.
   What felt strange to him was the knot that somehow formed inside his stomach. He knew he was interested in the girl, but she was so addicting to him that it drove him insane. He couldn't get it, but she felt too good not to be bad. She felt to him like the purest and strongest drug. And like the addict he was, he needed more and more of her.

"Damn dollface didn't play..did she.."

   He looked at his body remembering the night before. Besides the small bite marks and the scratches he had over his back and arms, the burnt hand shape that covered a part of his torso was the one that bothered him. She burned him with her bare hands..it was so odd and yet it made him even more interested.

"I guess I have to stick around more if I want you to tell me about your little tricks little mouse"

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   She was at Hawk's desk looking over some reports and files, making sure not to miss any emails the hero received. Indeed all she had to do was paperwork. That somehow pleased her since she wasn't much of an on the field person. The fact that she was safe and far away from any conflict even if she worked with the number two pro hero was a big yes at her job.

"Doing well songbird?"

    She looked up after hearing his voice. The red winged man came back into his office for the sixth time today. He really did check on her maybe one too many times.

"I'm doing my job Hawks. Just like I was doing one hour ago when you came and asked me the same thing"

   His golden eyes were fixated on her turtleneck shirt. It was a damn hot day outside and inside the office was hot as well, but for some odd reason the girl in front of him was wearing such clothing.

"Aren't you too hot in that?"

"No. I'm fine, thank you"

   He didn't want to bother her any further so he simply stayed there in silence watching her type on the computer.

"You know..I finish at 7 today"

"So that means I get to leave early as well?"

   The female asked not looking away from the computer screen as she read more and more emails.

"Technically yes. But I was wondering if you maybe wanted to do something"

   She stopped typing and moved her gaze upon his. Her (e/c) orbs met his golden ones making the man almost gasp at the sudden contact they shared. She was somehow eating his being alive with a single glance and he was for a moment, at a loss for words.

"Excuse me?"

"I want to get to know my employee better. And I feel like you need to know your boss better as well. Since most of your time you spend is doing tasks that revolve around me"

"Yes, that's true. My job is you, Hawks"

  Her choice of words was surely strange, but it only made the blonde male more interested in taking her out for dinner. For business purposes only, of course.

"Let's have dinner tonight. Since we have a few extra hours. Just to know each other a bit better. This way I'm sure both of us will do our job better"

"Your job doesn't involve knowing me at all."

   Was she really rejecting the poor young man like that? What a cruel heart she had.

"Very well. I will have dinner with you. But no more flying"

"Noted"

   He kept asking himself why was she so captivating to him, and he couldn't find any reason. He felt like he was trapped in the most dangerous game. And for a second when their eyes met he felt like he was watching Satan himself.

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