Chapter 2 Pink and Silky

She was standing at the edge of her bed and was officially unpacking her bag from her last mission. It had been sitting there for a few days and she had just gotten the motivation to shift through it.

A knock on the door followed by it just opening indicated who had entered. She heard his boots first and then him shutting the door.

"Did he do it?" His voice was solemn.

Yuri emptied the bag on the bed to get a better look at the different garments.

"He did."

"So he bought the story of you having a massive teenage crush on me?" He snickered.

She looked up at him for the first time and met his golden honey eyes. He was now on her bed, lying lazily on his side, fiddling a feather between his fingers watching her. His lips were turned upright at the corners as he was waiting for a reaction.

Selling the school girl crush was easy when it was true. But she wasn't going to acknowledge that verbally. Yuri was pretty sure he had recommended the plan in the beginning because he was aware of her crush on him.

She rolls her eyes and throws the first garment she can find his way, "Yeah, he bought it. But the man doesn't seem to have a full grasp on the mission at hand. He thought the commission was having him apprentice a boy."

Yuri watches as the guy in front of her unrolls the balled up item she threw at him. He gets a shit eating grin, "Ooh, Pink and Silky." He jokes at the underwear in his hands with a higher pitched voice.

"Of course! Daddy likes it when Baby Girl dresses up for him." Yuri's whole demeanor changes with her voice, becoming the role that she just had to play.

Hawks laughs at the act, "How long did you have to play that role?" They locked eyes and she watched him bring the fabric up to his nose and give the underwear a soft sniff.

Perhaps if circumstances between them were different she would have found the scene to be some type of thrill.

"About 3 weeks." She grimaced and scrunched her nose, "He liked to jack off in those."

Almost immediately he tossed them back at her making gagging noises. When his throat stopped throbbing he was happy to see the genuine smile across her laughing face.

She was only 17 and the commission had her out there doing these risque undercover jobs. Hawks still remembers the day the commission announced it. He had stood up for her and argued that she was too young. That she wasn't experienced with guys.

At the time he thought he was making excellent points. That they'd see and understand where he was coming from. Yuri was 15 at the time her missions were simple and didn't last long. Her charm quirk worked just fine with hand holding, hugs and small physical contact.

That was when they informed him that on her last mission a drug lord's son had taken the simple advances further. Yuri, having reported that after making out with the guy she was able to see glimpses of his thoughts when she'd use her charm quirk.

This new information and Hawks allegations of Yuri's inexperience had got the both of them a secluded trip to a cabin in the mountains. The commission told him that it was now his job to help her with 3rd base quirk training.

They gave them 3 weeks till Hawks 18th birthday. They wanted them to have the deeds done before he was considered an adult. The commission checked in with them every day that first week. Neither one of them touched one another. It was their act of rebellion. They took turns sleeping in the bed and the couch. That first week had honestly felt like a getaway trip with his friend.

Hawks could be the angsty fun youth that he was and so could Yuri. They played video games and ate dessert whenever they wanted. Pizza and movies. They danced around the cabin wearing footie pajamas. It was what they thought normal was.

The reality sunk in on them the last day of the first week, when they were informed that if they didn't engage in quirk training they'd assign someone else. That evening Hawks held Yuri on the bed while she cried. She sobbed and shook in fear and anger at the commission.

He remembers how nervous she was. How her hands shook and was scared to look at him. So he took the lead and helped guide her and comfort her through the emotions. Masking his own to shield the shame that mixed with his body's undeniable delight as he got off to her touches.

Those last two weeks were a blur. He remembers the embarrassed feelings they both had to hide as they reported what they did and how it would affect her quirk. He got lost in what were his own flirtatious advances and what was due to her quirk. He couldn't even remember what questions she asked with her coercion.

If he had to guess, one of the last things that she had to do was convince him to forget.

Looking up he watched his close friend and commission ally divide the clothes that were personal and what was 'business'.

They didn't talk about it but he knew it affected the both of them and how they saw each other afterwards. He wasn't oblivious to the crush that she had developed. And though he could play it off as part of his personality, he couldn't help his own flirty playful words and actions.

She was talking but the words fell mute to his ears as his eyes lingered on the underwear he tossed at her. The effects of her using her quirk after going to 3rd base was that it created attachments.

Hawks was probably no better than that man. He couldn't stop himself from shamelessly smelling her underwear. He could get away with the act but in truth the moment he smelt the lingerings of her smell faded away with laundry detergent it ignited something in him.

He had to pretend to gag at the perverted act the guy had done with the garment. But in truth Hawks understood how he felt the same perverted desires toward the silky fabric.

"How long is the mission with Eraser?" He asked as she finished her sorting.

Yuri laid down next to the winged hero and let out a much needed stress reducing sigh with her eyes closed.

"Well, they want me to stay with him for a week prior to the mission and the mission itself is supposed to be a week long." She turned to make eye contact, "You're right by the way."

He watched her begin to pick at her nails, "Oh. I'm right? I'd love to hear you say that more."

She laughs and nudges his shoulder, "He was very persistent on not touching me inappropriately. It was nice for a change."

They were in silence. Both of them in faraway places in their minds. Yuri shifts onto her side making her fully facing the hero.

A snort escapes herself getting Hawks attention. "What?"

"I was just thinking about how annoyed Eraser was to see me in the teacher's lounge at UA." She bites on her lips to keep in her laugh.

"Let me in on the joke."

"It's just. It's going to make it that much easier to play my role. But then again the commission probably took his demeanor into account." Still holding in the humor, "I get to be his bratty sub for a week."

Hawks couldn't hold his laugh, "So, you get to be yourself?"

"Shut up." She sits up straight and he follows her lead. "I'm classier than that."

"Yeah. I bet you're a cheesy romantic after third base." He stands up and walks past her to the pile of frilly underwear, "None of this Daddys Girl garbage." He playfully tosses a handful of the items at her face.

"So what if I am." Yuri pulls the different items off of her face to see Hawks at her door to leave.

He was fast in his actions, "So what if you are." He flashes her a grin as he leaves the room.

Yuri looks down at the undergarments and sees the pink silky pair missing.