On a Wing and a Prayer
Chapter 1: Chapter 1
I wake up with a jackhammer going off in my head, the sunlight that filtered through the window sting my eyes. My head Isn't the only thing that hurts, In fact my whole-body hurts.
Pale flesh slides under my hands as I thrust deeply into the strangling heat beneath him
I groan. Having sex is good right. The bad thing is that the person he slept with is still beside him and somebody is probably down stairs making breakfast.
"Ngh, Fuck!" A male voice exclaimed in ecstasy, pressing his body down on mine
I smile as the memory returned to me. He has made an impression, that is for sure. I have no Idea how I'm getting hard again, with how bad I felt right now. I roll over, my eyes closed as I bury my nose in his hair. It is a sweet smell, making my nose tingle. my hand runs across my partner in crime's chest, my hand gently massaging his chest. He moans softly, pressing his body against my hard on
I grasped the bouncing dick in front of me, my tongue gently circled his tip. His body shuddering beneath me. I gently probe his hole with my fingers, trying to get his use to being penetrated. My alcohol fuelled mind showed slight worry when he pulls my fingers back, covered in blood.
The youth woke up to find my gentle hands wondering over his chest, and down to his dick. The world felt… strangely calm. He probably expected to wake up alone and probably expected to have to nurse his hangover and new lack of virginity all by his lonesome. But the hardening length growing against his back says otherwise.
He nearly screamed as he felt me enter him, the heat filling his insides. I is as gentle and patient with him as I could be, despite both of us drunk. But it is so pleasurable. His back arch off the bed, his legs wrapping around my waist.
"More… Please More" He panted, his fist clenching the bedsheets
I open my eyes to see a verdant-haired, probably teenaged, boy flushed and pushing against my hard dick. My hips hitch in reflex. My mind is busy oppressing the half of the face I could see; a pretty button nose, dark lashes, freckled cheeks from I can see. Who is this gorgeous creature beneath me?
I laid on my back, groaning in pleasure as my companion set a comfortable pace. It takes practise to get right, but he is doing well as my hands were steady on his hips, guiding him
"Hello there gorgeous" I say with a flirtatious grin, gently kissing his bare shoulder blade
"Shouldn't you be leaving, Isn't that how this works?" The youth says, his face a bright crimson colour
"And miss the beautiful moment? It's not every day I get to lay with beautiful young man such as yourself" I say with a chuckle, sitting up in the bed
The room spun for a moment as I regained my equilibrium, the male letting out a soft sigh. I glance over my shoulder, seeing the youth now sitting up beside me. I couldn't help but let my eyes drift across his naked form, saddened by the sight of the sheet tastefully covering anything important. As my eyes drift up, my amber eyes meet his sapphire emerald green and I'm entranced for a moment
"You have lived an interesting life, haven't you? Midoriya or would you prefer Izuku considering the fact that we've had sex. I think that justifies a first name basis, don't you think" I comment, making him frown
"I don't remember telling you my name at any point, so how do you know my name?" He asks, now covering himself further much to my dismay
"I caught a glimpse at your ID, either it was real or quite a well-made fake if I do say so myself. But from the age I briefly caught a glimpse of. I'm going to say it's the former. What were you doing in a bar kid?" I inquire, picking up my pants.
"Not that anyone cares if a Quirkless nobody drinks himself to death" He mutters, confusion crossing his face before snapping his attention back to me. "You know my name, now tell me yours"
"Well, fair is fair. My name is Takami Keigo, but most just call me Keigo " I say, throwing on the white dress shirt I'd worn the previous day. My hands attempting to smooth out the wrinkles
"Wait Takami as in the number three hero Hawks?" Izuku asks, bewildered by my identity
"The one and only kid, look I don't normally do this sorta thing and not someone your age. Thank Kami that the age of consent is so low" I say, muttering that last part under my breath
"Now do you want me to leave or may I stay for breakfast?" I ask, now fully dressed sans my jacket. My blonde hair is still mussed from sleep
"You can't stay…I mean it would be best if you leave" He says, his face heating up once more
"I am guessing you don't want to get caught with either an older man or a man in general. My guess would be you're under eighteen, meaning you still leave with your parents. Am I correct on this assumption?" I ask, hearing several footsteps in the hall
Izuku opens his mouth to speak, only to be interrupted by a gentle knock on the door.
"Izuku, Honey. Breakfast is ready" A voice says from behind the door, my guess being Izuku's Mom
"I'll be out in a minute Mom, just let me get dressed" Izuku squeaks out, his face red like a cherry tomato
"Well, I will leave you to get dressed and I will be outside if you need me" I say with a small nod, leaving the room before he has a chance to object.
As I step out into the hall, seeing what can only be described as homely. The apartment is tidy yet lived in, the walls covered with various pictures. Mostly of Izuku and a woman who was an almost dead ringer to the kid.
I move further into the apartment, looking around at the living room. I shrug to myself, moving towards the kitchen and following the smell of pancakes. I step into the kitchen, greeted by the sight of a woman in an apron, a cardigan, a pair of sweatpants and slippers. In her hand, she is wielding a wooden spoon while glaring at me
I clear my throat, waving a hello to her. She frowns at me, calling for Izuku once more. As the we wait for the teen, there is an intense standoff. The tense in the air is thick and palpable, almost suffocating
"Ah, you must be Izuku's mother. A pleasure to meet you, my name is Takami Keigo. I believe we need to talk. May I sit?" I ask, pulling out a seat. She nod, sitting across from me at the table.
Who might you be and how do you know our son" The woman asks, obviously trying to stay calm
"Like I said my name is Takami Keigo, and this might come across as troubling, but I met you son in a bar. Before you freak out, I was not aware of his age when we met, and I was already fairly inebriated. While I'm sure that doesn't give you much comfort and that doesn't excuse what happened. I simply think it's best if this out in the open, honesty is the best policy in my opinion" I explain, seemingly to placate the mother's anger a small bit
"Well, my name is Inko. I do want to thank you for your honesty. I don't think many if any would dare face the parents in this situation" Inko explains, shooting a glare to the obvious eavesdropper standing behind me,
"I should be thanking you for not throwing me out and calling the police" I say, catching the angry murmur coming from the woman "Which is well within your rights to do so, but I am glad we can have civil discussion about this"
"Look Mr Takami, you don't seem like a terrible person who would prey on minors. Izuku has always had a good judge in people and while I am disappointed in him and the situation he's gotten you and himself into and I will have sterns word with him about this but I will not be calling to police on you" She says, surprising me as this isn't typical behaviour for a parent in this situation.
"I am quite grateful for your understanding and kindness. I am sure not many parents would do the same if they where in the same position" I say, my mind drifting back to my time with Izuku
"Izuku, seems like a great kid. Though something he said did concern me a bit and I know that I have absolutely no place to but in but… Is Izuku Quirkless?" I ask, seeing the woman flinch and frown
"He is, is that a problem to you?" The woman says going on the defensive
"Absolutely not, I'm a staunch supporter of the Quirkless. I hire a lot of Quirkless people in my agency" I say, letting slip about my profession and instantly regretting it
"Agency? A… Are you a… wait now I realise where I recognise you from. Y…You're H…Hawks" The woman says, looking like she's a moment from fainting
"Yes… before you freak out. What is Izuku planning to do? Is going to become a hero?" I ask trying to guide the discussion back to Izuku.
"Oh of course. It's been his dream since before he could walk, even when he got his diagnosis. He didn't let it sway him" Inko gushes with a beaming smile
"He seems like he's got potential, if I can help I would like to train him. I assume he's going to UA?" I ask, getting a nod from Inko "Well, if you'll let me. I'd love to help him"
"I don't know…" Inko responds
"Well, you don't have to decide now. Here's my business card with my work and personal number. Izuku seems like a great kid, I'd hate for him to miss on an opportunity to further his hero career. I better leave, I don't want to overstay my welcome. I will see you folks around town"
"Have a good day Mr Hawks" Inko says before I interrupt her
"Same to you Ms Midoriya and please call me Keigo" I say, turning to leave the kitchen.
I walk to the door, passing Izuku who try to act nonchalantly as I walk past. I shake my head at their poor attempts to act casually, pulling out my phone to text to my agency that I'm on my way.
"You're leaving?" Izuku asks
"Sorry Kid, I don't think your mom would approve of me sticking around. But I am glad I'm getting a chance to say goodbye and thank you for a wonderful romp that I'll never forget. Here's my business card, keep in touch. I'll see you around Greenie" I say, giving him my business card and a sly wink
I step out of the apartment, making my way to the balcony. I turn back with a smile, my wings extending as a begin to take off. As I turn I catch Inko Midoriya yelling to her son
"IZUKU MIDORIYA, GET YOUR BUTT IN HERE YOUNG MAN. YOU'RE IN BIG TROUBLE"
I smile as I take off flying, a thought crossing my mind
"I just met the most amazing young man…I hope to see him again someday"
I fly away from the house, the feeling in my gut telling me that I would indeed meet Izuku Midoriya again in the future and I'm interested to see what he becomes. I just hope I watch from his side and guide him
