If you are too young to be reading this, you won't be mature enough to resist doing so so I won't bother with warning.
There be gay.
Lots of gay.
Enjoy.

It was Saturday night and Izuku was leaning against a wall in one of the more grotty night clubs.
He'd dressed to kill, in his red booty shorts and a lovely pink off the shoulder top that brought out the green in his eyes.
He'd debated about breaking out one of his pairs of heels, but he'd been on his feet all week, so chosen his red converse instead. He loved the colour red, it screamed confidence, and just wearing it seemed to make him feel brave.

So there he was looking gorgeous, enjoying the music and the amorous gazes sent his way, when someone spoke to him.

"I thought I'd be the only angel here."
The voice was light, but husky in all the right ways, and tilting his head to casually view his companion, Izuku almost dropped his drink. It was Hawks.

The Hawks. THE fucking hottest hero in the top ten...heck hottest (current) hero generally...was talking to him.

He was in a burgundy bomber jacket, and black skinny jeans, hair gelled back halfheartedly which only succeeded in making him look even more ruggedly handsome, his golden eyes all the more bright and stunning for the contrast with the red of his jacket and wings.

"How many people have you used that pick up line on?" He said coolly, trying to calm his inner fanboy. The guy was gorgeous.
"None that dared call me on it." The hero grinned and offered a hand, "dance?"
Izuku chuckled, taking it, "How could I refuse?"

Hawks pulled him onto the floor, holding him firmly by his waist and leading with relaxed confidence to the slow dance that just came on. Izuku closed his eyes and enjoyed himself, flirting back and forth happily.

———

"You really are beautiful." Hawks murmured as the music faded out, the fourth song since he'd lured the gorgeous teen in his arms onto the dance floor.

"Thank you." Izuku opened one eye - he had them closed during the dance - to examine his partner quizzically. "I'd compliment you back, but somehow I doubt you'd believe me."
Hawks tilted his head, the action so bird-like it made Izuku laugh. "You're a major hero, and a young hot one. How many people kiss up to you every evening?"

"None I actually wanted to kiss." He murmured into the greenette's ear as they moved toward the bar.

He'd pulled the number three hero.
He'd... no... the number three hero had pulled him? Was that how it worked? It didn't sound right but- focus!

He hesitated, Hawks hadn't asked about his quirk...but it was different somehow. This was a major hero.
Hawks was already leaning in, and reluctantly Izuku pressed a finger to his lips to stop him. "What if my quirk relates to kissing?"

The hero seemed surprised staring at the hand impeding his plan, before raising his eyes to give the teen an appraising look, then he grinned, "Worth the risk."

That sounded like consent to Izuku. He moved his hand away and leaned up so their lips met, winding his arms around the taller man's neck as strong arms found his waist. If he was doing this, he would make it as 'worth the risk' as he could. Not that his motives were entirely honourable.

Fierce Wings
Take Copy Leave

It was a surprisingly sloppy kiss compared to Touya's.
Izuku recalled the hero being a famously hard working character, and guessed lack of experience must be it.
The guy definitely made up for technique with enthusiasm though, and he realised he was enjoying himself, melting slightly into Hawk's strong arms.

When they fully pulled apart the blond was panting slightly.
Izuku grinned, "Good investment of your rare spare time, Mr. Hero?"
"Definitely!" He smiled brightly, and the greenette flushed at his open honesty.
"Can I buy you a drink?"
The blond looked surprised but recovered and grinned again, "I'd love that, if you'll let me buy yours."

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"You're the number one that blew up the sports festival at UA?" Said Hawks in awe, "I thought I recognised you, but that was impressive."
They were walking out the club and heading back toward the hero's appartment since it was in a 'similar' direction to Izuku's own destination.

Izuku smiled, then shifted to a playful pout, "why didn't you offer to intern me, if you were so impressed?"
He chuckled, "no point, your skills would be wasted working with me. I heard you took down Stain in Hosu instead."
"I'm glad you took on Tokoyami." Sighed Izuku, shifting the topic before memories of those murderous eyes could ruin his good mood, "wonder what he'd think of this."

Hawks had come to a halt outside his house, and he followed suit.
It was a nice place, semi detached and well cared for, though probably not by Hawks himself.

"I'm unsure what to think of this," said Hawks, suddenly realising the full extent of Izuku's intentions and that they were leaning close to each other.
He pulled back, taking a deep breath of the cool evening air to attempt to sober up before he did something stupid. "You're what? Fifteen? This isn't appropriate."

The greenette closed the distance Hawks had created, "sixteen, and you can't taint what is already corrupted, would I be at a night club buying you drinks and flirting, if I didn't know what I was doing?"

Izuku's enticing green eyes glittered in the dim light and Hawks gulped, then hastily tilted his head to close the rest of the gap and kiss the intoxicating lips of the beautiful stranger, under the starry sky.

The moment their lips touched, Izuku returned his feelings with a skill and voracity that had blood speeding rapidly to his groin.
Gasping, Hawks lifted the greenette up without breaking contact, and Izuku wrapped strong legs around his waist bringing their hips together in a way that made them both moan.

Hawks stumbled up to the door, fumbling hastily with his keys as hickeys were bitten into every available part of his neck and shoulders. He shivered as they almost fell into the warmth of the hallway, and he barely remembered to shut the door before staggering up the stairs and into his bedroom.

His room was a mess but the vixen in his arms didn't seem to give less of a shit, skilfully spinning them so Hawks lost balance and fell on the bed, trapped between the muscular thighs of a teen on a mission.

Izuku paused to smile smugly at him, and only then did Hawks realise just how hard he was, he could see the patch of precome staining his pants from here, no wonder the teen looked proud of himself.
"Bit pent up?" He asked playfully.
Hawks chuckled, "not at- aah-all."
He couldn't help the moan as Izuku rocked down on the mound in his trousers, succinctly calling out his lie.

The blond growled, his wings flaring as he launched himself up, lifting Izuku and himself into the air before turning the tables, landing crouched over the startled yet excited greenette. "Bit rich coming from the one humping me on my way to the door." He husked, licking the shell of Izuku's ear teasingly and liking the stifled gasp the teen released.
"Can't blame me, I've always wanted to hah~ test a hero's stamina."

Hawks didn't bother to reply as he nipped down the greenette's Adam's apple, and was about to suck hickies into his collarbone, but his mouth met latex not skin. Surprised, he pulled back and Izuku met his gaze shyly.
The hero watched as the greenette undressed his upper half himself, and discarded the fake latex shirt.

His blood ran cold at the scars and Izuku shivered uncomfortable and nervous beneath him. Seeing the shame in the greenette's eyes flicked a switch in his brain though. He didn't say a word as he removed his own outfit, baring his own numerous scars before slowly lowering and returning to work at Izuku's collar bones.
He could feel the teen relax in his acceptance, though he shivered when the hero found his nipples. "H-Hawks~" whimpered the teen, and he would swear his hero name had never sounded so sexy.

He pulled away to admire the prey in his nest, but forgot that he was a fighter. The moment he weight wasn't holding him down, bare chested and dazed with lust, the greenette was on him. One minute he was fully clothed and the next nude, though the question of how was forgotten as the sinful lips that had got him in this 'terrible' situation, traced down the lines of his abdominals and v line before-
Shit.
Holy shit.
Fucking holy shitty fucking shitting holy fucking shit.
Fuckity fucking shit fuck shi-gaah!

Well, that was embarrassingly fast.

When his vision returned he found himself gazing into bemused emerald eyes. They were both still for a moment, then Izuku pulled off him, licked his lips and swallowed smugly. The early orgasm ceased to be an issue as his dick twitched back to life.

"Well?" Asked Izuku, and Hawks noticed that somehow Izuku was now also nude. "Haven't you got some pride to salvage?"
Hawks smirked, "you ballsy little shit where the hell did you learn to do that?"
Izuku cackled but it dissolved into wonderful gasps and moans as Keigo ducked down to explore the teen's hole with his tongue. Rimming was a strange experience, but the way Izuku's legs quivered and his hole fluttered were satisfying enough with the greenette's chorus of encouragement.
Hands curled in his long hair and he pulled away only to replace his tongue with one slim finger.

He watched Izuku's expression as he fingered the younger man open, getting lost in the ways his face shifted with pleasure and pain, his eyes swirling greens and blues in the dim light cast from the street outside.
He raised his wings bring the tips down to brush over Izuku's nipples, heart jumping at the way the teen's back arched. He moved up to mouth at the pert buds as he worked a third and final finger into the younger man's hole, caressing his feathers playfully across Izuku's waist, hips and thighs.

The greenette was a picture. Stunning in the half light, eyelashes fluttering as Hawks curled his fingers and found his prostate, moaning and whimpering encouragingly.
"H-Hawks...please....ngh..."

To be honest, Hawks wished he had the will power to tease the guy, but his dick was straining against his abs at this point...and he might or might not be a virgin whose only experience was gay porn. Even if he had watched a lot it didn't really count for much now.

He aligned himself nervously, and pushed in to an unimaginably tight and perfect heat.
He'd planned on going slowly but all reason left him as the next thing he registered was Izuku's half lidded gaze as he bottomed out with the embarrassing realisation that it would only take a few ruts into the younger teen for him to have a second orgasm crash in on him.

Froze still in a little panic, Hawks was painfully aware he'd already shamed himself once. Izuku had said he wanted to test hero stamina and though the teen was hard himself, Hawks knew he'd reach his second before the greenette reached his first.
The teen noted his hesitation and pulled him down into a hungry kiss. Hawks regained a little confidence as trembling pale hands trace the muscles of his back. As they comb through his soft feathers, Hawks started to move.
He tried to go slowly, but it felt so good. He plunged down to kiss Izuku again, energised and determined as he lowered his right hand to work the other's cock in time to his thrust, swallowing his moans and feeling every touch like fire.

The thought of fire cools his passions somewhat, reminding him of the one he'd wanted his first to be with. But as if sensing his shift, strong legs wrap around his waist, Izuku rutting back against him and forcing his mind from past pain to present pleasure. And what pleasure it is.
Overwhelmed, he lets out a whine of his own, harmonising with Izuku both in voice and in movement as they seek their ends together.

It is only a few more deep thrusts before Izuku is coming, walls fluttering around him, plush lips parted and nails digging into his shoulder blades. The sharp pain of his nails, and his tightening hole bring Hawk's second orgasm crashing around him, black spots cross his vision as sparks cross over his skin, perfect pleasure coursing though his body in waves. It's all he can do not to collapse on Izuku still trembling beneath him as the strength is leeched from his muscles.

He pulls out, falling beside the greenette to pant with him, sweat soaked and only half conscious in the silent house. He swears if his Hero Commission issue mobile goes off tonight he'll break it.

Izuku leaned over tiredly and kissed his temple, one hand removing his spent condom with suspicious expertise, knotting and discarding it into a bin before the teen crumples into his side humming happily.
Hawks returns the kiss, uncertain if the strange warmth in his heart for this bizarre teenager is something he should kindle or not, but Izuku smiles at him and the next moment his eyelids are heavy. Lifting an arm he tentatively curls it around the small body, a wing too for the added defense his sex addled mind deems necessary.
He sighs in contentment, and the last thing he remembers is Izuku relaxing into his chest before he passes out.

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Hope you horny shits liked that. I'm a horny shit and I did.