Over the Hills and Far Away by Patty Gurdy
Day 28
He looked down at the dead body. He had killed the man. He knew his body was here but his mind felt far away at that moment. Lost from his hero self but he didn't feel like a villain either.
Hawks didn't feel wrong that the man was no longer here but it also didn't feel right to have killed him. The man dealt in child trafficking and he did the League dirty.
The meet up had gone wrong. Hawks had never killed a man in such cold blood before.
Another secret he had to weigh on his heart. He was still feeling the weight of all that happened with Ali. He missed her still.
He felt the rage growing inside him. His eyes had a sheen over them. That night he had wanted nothing more than to be with her but it wasn't going to happen. He needed to keep her safe. She from the League and from the commission.
Because the deeper he was in with the League the more he was learning that the commission didn't care for what he did or his well-being. They didn't care that it felt like his head was splitting. And because of that he knew they wouldn't care about if they could use her against him.
Day 30
He was feeling empty and lonely so he made company with someone that Dabi knew.
He took her from behind in the maroon sheet that covered Dabi's bed. He held her arms behind her back and thrusted into her. Having absolutely no clue what her name was but she moaned to his angry induced pounding.
Hawks had been in the Leagues hideout often. He had heard the actions of what often took place in this room. Normally he was on the other side of the door. But this time he was the one panting and sweating.
His wings twitching behind him. In that moment he was just fualing his escape. His body trusting into the woman while his mind flew away.
He was a trapped bird that dreamed of being free. Of living the rest of his days with her. With his eyes closed he could almost pretend that he was with her.
But he wasn't, he had ruined it. Instead he was trapped and lost. He was empty.
The pressure was building and he knew he was going to come at any moment. His dick was encased by the condom. But even with that he still came just as hard.
When he pulled out of her he looked down at his encased member. With Ali they were always raw. Her having a bad sensitivity to condoms and being on the shot helped.
But even now, as he took off the cum filled condom he thought about how even his own dick was trapped from the beautiful things in life.
Never being able to fully enjoy the woman he loved ever again but also never trusting anyone else again to be bare with.