Glass Two:

Keigo Takami (Hawks)

The sound of sizzling bacon filled the small kitchen as the scent of bacon and eggs filled the room. Humming to herself Kagome Higurashi kept her gaze on the bacon so as to not burn it glancing up at the time displayed on the stove clock she could only purse her lips.

"He sure is sleeping in today..." Sure Keigo was known for doing things at his own pace, which was usually faster than everyone else, but it was rare for the number two hero to sleep past eight in the morning. Then again it had been one hell of a week, Chisaki and his group were still being charged with more and more crimes as they delved deeper into the records he had kept.

She herself had been up until around one thirty the night before but like always she was up with the sun. A by-product of her training as a teen with her grandfather Gran Torino, while not related by blood he was the closest thing she had to a grandparent. Keigo had still been up when she had dragged herself into the spare bedroom that had unofficially become hers all those months ago. So she figured the least she could do was make them breakfast before they went to visit Eri to get more information from the small girl.

What Chisaki had done to that small child made her blood boil, she didn't even feel bad when she found out that Shigaraki and his band of merry villains had attacked his police convoy and ripped the man's arms off. But that was something she would never give voice to, it was unbecoming of a hero, and the daughter of All Might, to think.

Turning off the stove top she removed the bacon and placed it on the plate on the counter next to her. She would have to wake up her impromptu roommate or they would run the risk of being late. Muttering under her breath about bird brains she turned on her heel and walked towards his room a small frown on her face.

Maybe he was getting sick? He had been acting odd the last few days, he was normally a show boater but he had been overly flashy with his takedowns while they were on patrol. Plus he was always trying to shove food down her throat and went out of his way to buy her small trinkets. Sure, she was used to him buying her stuff, he had since they were kids but it was a bit odd. Maybe he was more crow like then hawk like? Attracted to every shiny little thing...

Plus he had felt a bit warm to the touch last night, maybe he really was sick? If so she would have to get stuff to make homemade chicken noodle soup, the man was an absolute drama king when he was under the weather.

Pausing outside his door she raised her hand to knock on it and was surprised as the door was yanked open to display a shirtless Keigo clad only in black silk pajama pants with a light flush on his cheeks. His feathers were puffed out around him taking up all the space in the doorway. She had never seen his wings look so large and intimidating.

"Keigo I made bacon and eggs for breakfast, but if you're feeling ill I can make you something else." She blinked as he stared at her, his golden eyes dilated as he stared down at her. His gaze was sharp yet seemed to be glazed, as if he was still half asleep. Frowning she moved closer to him and pressed the back of her hand to his forehead. His skin was damn near sizzling! She jerked her hand away but gasped as his own larger hand curled around it and yanked her into his chest. Flushing she could only take a sharp inhale of breath as he dragged her into his room and encased them in a cocoon of red feathers.

"Keigo wh-" He silenced her by slanting his lips over hers in a demanding kiss that took her breath away. It wasn't the first time they had shared a kiss but this was not the shy sloppy first kiss they had shared in high school. Nor was it the sad longing kiss they had shared when they decided to keep things professional and platonic between them.

No this was a heated, demanding kiss that made her toes curl.

He pulled her closer to him, his body heat wrapping around her as he pawed at her back making her arch forward so that her breasts were plastered to his chiseled chest. His hands moved from her back and settled on her ass giving it a firm squeeze as he lifted her up, her legs wrapping around his slim waist in reflex so as to not fall.

Tearing her lips from his she could only gasp as he began to nip and kiss her neck like a man possessed. What in the hell was going on!? He was acting like an animal in heat! Wiggling her hands between them she placed them on his searing chest and pushed trying to get some space between them.

"Keigo, what's come over you?" Her voice was shrill as he continued to suck on her neck making her shiver as his fingers kneaded her ass through her black sleeping shorts. He grunted against her neck as he kissed up her jaw to place a quick kiss to her lips.

"Ngh, rutting season..." His words were a low groan as if it pained him to speak them. She blinked as he released his grip on her, her small body sliding down his to land in a startled heap on the ground. "Go, I can't...I lost track of my cycle...it's not safe for you here. You gotta go." His words were rushed as he retracted his wings and stepped away from her.

Blinking up at him she could only swallow thickly, rutting season? Cycle? Oh...oh! She recalled learning in school that those with more animalistic quirks often had to deal with some side effects...to think that Kiego...ohhhhh, It finally made sense! Every year after they had become preteens he left in the spring to go do some super secret training in the mountains...

She had always asked to tag along but had been shot down by not only him but her father and grandfather. She assumed it was due to the fact that this 'secret' training was related to his quirk and since their quirks were different it made sense that she couldn't tag along. But now, now it made much more sense!

"Kagome, if you don't get out of here I won't be able to contain myself..." His voice was strained as it was hissed out from clenched teeth. His breathing was erratic as he clenched his hands at his sides, his body trembling as he inhaled deeply through his nose, his body jerking as his member strained against the black fabric of his pants.

Seeing as she was on the floor looking up at him it was at eye level with her and it made her mouth run dry. Their romance had been short but sweet and neither of them had wanted it to end but it was a necessary evil. They both had their careers to focus on and to be honest the media had a huge hand in them calling it off. The rumor mill had over run with theories ranging from him using her to get the number one spot because of who her dad was to her using him to get out from her father's shadow.

Yet that didn't mean they hadn't done things, he was her first crush, her first kiss, her first lover.

Her first heartbreak.

There was always some lingering regret and what ifs but she had pushed it down and settled for being just friends. Sure it was hard but it was the only way she could stay by his side, she was his support on and off the field.

"Kagome please...I don't want to hurt you...I can't..." Frowning at the sheer amount of pain and panic that layered his voice she reached a hand out to grasp his giving it a firm squeeze as she rose to her knees.

"Keigo you could never hurt me, but if you don't want this...want me. I'll leave so you can have someone else come over. Just call me when it's safe to come back." She didn't want to think about him with anyone else, it pained her but she knew he had no shortage of fangirls that would kill for the opportunity to be with him. It was just a matter of time before he picked one to settle down with, when that time came she would resign as his support and enter the field on her own.

She jerked as he fell to his knees before her and cupped her face, using a soft but firm grip to make her look up at him. The sheer amount of emotion floating in his eyes made her swallow. He leaned forward resting his burning hot forehead on hers, his golden gaze boring into her blue orbs as if begging her for something.

"Don't you get it Kagome? There is only you...which is why you have to go...if you don't I won't be able to hold myself back anymore. I can't...I won't risk losing your friendship, you, just because I can't control myself during rutting season." His gaze drifted down to her lips before moving back up to gaze into her eyes.

"I can't picture my life without you and if that means settling for being just friends I will...so please..." His voice cracked as he moved to pull away yet she darted forward pressing her lips to his, he groaned into the kiss, his hands moving from her face to tangle in her hair.

Fuck.

There was no turning back from this. He could not go back to being just friends again, no fuck the media, fuck All Might, fuck them all. He had held back for her sake, All Might had warned him of the media shirt storm that would follow her if they stayed a 'thing' and he agreed. He didn't like it but he knew it was true, his fans would eat her up and spit her out...she would start her career with the chips stacked against her so he had let her go.

Instead they once again settled into the role of best friends and after graduation coworkers, as an undercover agent it was easy for him to plaster on a smile and act as if everything was normal.

Yet as she kissed him, her hands tangling in his blond locks he could only think of her, smell her, taste her and he wanted all of her.

He was not letting her go.

Deepening the kiss he pushed her to lay on her back, his body hovering over hers as she sighed into the kiss. Her hands drifted from his locks to rub at the base of his wings, it sent electric shivers down his spine right into his manhood.

He broke the kiss with a groan, his forehead resting on hers. "You don't play fair little bird." She gave a devious smile at the endearing nickname, it was what he had called her when they were dating...she gasped as he ground his hips into hers. His manhood rubbed against her sex making her body shiver with need.

Wrapping her legs around his waist she arched her back to roll her hips against his. She yelped as he stood up, supporting her weight by gripping her thighs, with a few short steps he was at his bed. He lowered her onto it and crawled over her, his wings spreading out to encase them in a canopy of red feathers.

Letting out an airy sigh she could only smile as she wrapped her arms around his neck. He smirked down at her, his eyes pools of liquid gold. "You won't be able to walk after I'm done with you." His voice was an octave lower and it made her rub her thighs together as he lowered his lips to hers.

She gasped into his mouth as he used his strength to rip open the front of her sleeping shirt, shoving her bra up over her breasts. His hands were on them in seconds, kneading the plump flesh as he smirked into her lips. Breaking the kiss she narrowed her eyes at him and his cocky smile. Just as she opened her mouth to scold him he lowered his lips to suck a hard nipple into his mouth sucking and nibbling on it.

"Nghn..." The whiney noise that fell from her lips made his blood sing. Every one of his senses was on overdrive and overwhelmed with everything that was Kagome.

Her taste.

Her scent.

The feel of her soft skin under his calloused hands.

He would be sure that every single egg that was ready and waiting inside of her was fertilized before he was done with her.

Letting her abused nipple go he moved to the other as his hands made quick work of her bra, unclasping it to toss it to the side before moving his hands down her flat tone stomach to hook his fingers under the hem of her sleeping shorts and panties. With a quick yank he pulled them down and groaned, her breast falling from his mouth as the scent of her arousal doubled around them.

His wings bristled as he inhaled deeply through his nose.

He kissed her neck, sucking on it harshly, there would be a mark there in the morning for all to see. She was his female, his mate and everyone would be made aware of it.

Dragging his teeth along the curve of her neck he gave the junction of her neck and shoulder a harsh nip before soothing it over with his tongue. He used one arm to brace himself over her while his other one snaked down her front to settle between her thighs. Gently he ran a finger over her weeping core, loving the way she jerked and let out a primal wine.

Feeling the moisture on his fingertips he gave her a predatory grin as he sank a finger into her up to his knuckle. Chuckling darkly as she rolled her hips begging him for more he added a second finger while his thumb rubbed her nub.

His pace was fast and brutal, his hand grinding against her pelvis as she moaned and gasped his name. Curling his fingers he shifted his angle so that he would hit that one spot that made her almost hyperventilatie. His manhood was weeping with precum as he gazed down at her, her skin was flushed and her eyes were squeezed shut as she tossed her head side to side.

She was close, it made his male pride swell. "Come for me little bird..." His eyes were hidden by the shadows cast from his wings around them. They were in their own little world inside their feathered canopy.

Kagome could only whimper as she ground her hips into his palm, her body going taunt as she finally came undone with a loud whine. She fell against the bed, her body limp as pleasure racked through her. Her chest rising and falling with her pants as she lost herself in the waves of one of the most intense orgams she had ever had and he had only used his fingers!

She was putty in his hands as he gently flipped her over, positioning her body however he pleased and she let him. She found herself in a sleepy dog position, his chest plastered to her back, there was not a single inch of space between them as his large form molded over her smaller one. She could feel his rigid manhood against her ass, she wasn't sure when he had done it but his pants were gone.

They were naked as the day they were born and it made her shiver. He placed a kiss to her still rapidly beating pulse as he intertwined one hand with hers in front of them bracing himself over her. His other hand positioned himself at her entrance before wrapping around her waist to hold her still. With a jerk of his hips he was inside of her.

Low groans were pulled from both of them as he fully seated himself in her welcoming warmth. Oh God how he had missed this, not just the act of sex but of being one with her and now he would never want for it again.

She was his once more and he was not letting go.

A low hiss escaped him as she rolled her hips under him, she wanted him to move did she? He gave a devilish smirk as he moved his hips. His pace was hard and fast and it had her gasping and moaning. "Sing for me little bird..." His voice was a low rumble as the sound of his hips smacking into her echoed in their small enclosure.

His feathers stood on end, spreading out even farther as if to completely close them off from the world into their own little one. His teeth sank into the flesh of her neck and shoulder, breaking the skin as she let out a loud cry of pleasurable pain. He knew this would scar, it would always be there as a reminder to everyone that she was his.

He could only groan as the sweet taste of her blood washed over his tongue, her walls around him quivering with her orgasm. His own orgasm was creeping up on him and it made his pace even more brutal, he was thrusting so hard he knew he had to be brushing against her cervix.

The thought alone pushed him over the edge, thick spurts of his cum spilled out into her as she came once more her body sagging as the mind blowing orgasm washed over her, her first orgasm still wreaking havoc on her body.

"Oh-oh God Keigo!" Her voice was shrill as she laid there jerking as his hot cum filled her. He pulled his teeth from her shoulder making her eyes roll in the back of her head as she came a third time.

His tongue lavished the bleeding teeth marks savoring every drop that leaked out from the small punctures. Already he could feel his manhood coming back to life, he was just getting started. He had not been kidding, Kagome would be lucky to be able to walk after he was done with her and he still had another week left of his season. A feral grin split across his face as she whimpered out a broken version of his name.