“Just great,” you grunted with frustration as you stuffed some clothes into your duffel bag on Friday night, “a whole weekend with Hawks.”
“What are you whining about now?” your colleague asked as she walked into your small onsite hero quarters.
“I have to go on a weekend stake out—,”
“Ugh. That sucks,” your colleague lamented, cutting into your sentence.
“— with Hawks,” you finished.
“Wait?? That’s not bad! That’s good! That’s really good! He’s hot!”
“That’s the problem!” you said in a vexed voice.
“What? I’m not following, you’re whinging because you have to go away with Hawks… and the issue is, it’s because he’s hot?”
“Yes!” you said emphatically, flicking your wings out then tucking them back in behind you again.
“Why is that a problem? If you like him shouldn’t you be excited to be spending a whole mission with him?”
“No! it’s not good because I literally just broke up with my boyfriend, like, 3 days ago, and I just want to be left alone. If Hawks finds out that I’m single he’s gonna be flirting like crazy and I don’t need that kinda attention right now.”
“Honey,” your colleague deadpanned, “this is Hawks we’re talking about he flirts with anything with legs irrespective of if they are taken or not.”
“Ugh,” you groaned, “you’re right… well RIP to me then.”
“I think, personally, that this is a GREAT distraction,” she said positively, “you just need something to get your mind off your ex. I know you never asked for my opinion but he was a bit of a drop kick.”
“Yeah, well, when he ends a year and a bit long relationship because, and I quote, ‘you just don’t have time to cook me food like you used to’, then yeah… especially when he doesn’t have a job and spends all day at home!”
“Yeah, honey, you can do so much better than him! Look at you!” She gestured to your tight fitting hero costume that showed off your best assets.
You looked down at your figure.
“Meh,” you hummed with a shrug, “I don’t care. I’m a bit blah at the moment.”
Your colleague walked over and placed a hand on your shoulder.
“You’ll have a great time. You need this,” she said gently.
You sighed and looked down again then turned back to your bag and zipped it shut.
“Thanks,” you mumbled, “wish me luck.”
“No. I’m gonna wish you a contraceptive pill,” she said cheekily.
“Shhh!” you hushed with horror, spinning around and smacking her arm with your bag, “stop! What if he hears you. Him and his damn feathers!”
“Whose feathers?” Hawks’ cheeky voice asked from the door.
“Crap,” you hissed just under your breath, “nothing. You ready? It’s already dark out.” You straighten and tried not to react to the smug look on your friend’s face.
“Of course! Let’s go!” he said excitedly, closing his eyes as he grinned from ear to ear.
Although he looked carefree, the minute he opened his eyes again and stopped smiling you could see a certain, more serious look in his eye.
“He’d better be professional this weekend,” you thought to yourself, walking up to him to follow him out of the room.
An hour and a bit later you both landed on the doorstep of a small shed on the outskirts of town.
“Well, here’s our honeymoon shack,” Hawks said with a smirked he reached for the doorknob.
“He’s started already and we haven’t even started the mission,” you thought with a bit of a scrunched annoyed look on your face.
Hawks saw the look on your face from the corner of his eye but didn’t comment, opting to push the door open and gesture for you to enter the dark room before him.
“Thanks,” you said, stepping in and walking over to one of the beds and dropping your stuff down, “ok, let’s go,” you said stiffly, flicking your wings out again and then tucking them back in as you headed for the door- neither of you had bothered to turn the lights on in the place.
“Already? You don’t wanna sit down and—,”
“Ok. Stop. Let’s just get this stake out over with,” you said in an annoyed voice, “the quicker we do this, the quicker I’m away from you.”
“Woah,” Hawks said, flicking one of his wings out to stop you from leaving the shed, “what’s happened?”
“Nothing,” you grunted.
“You’re usually a lot more relaxed, you seem tense and sad. What is it?”
“Those damn feathers of his have picked up my mood!” you thought, trying to soften your features a little, “I’m ok… sorry,” you said, staring him down.
His sharp gaze took you in and he nodded then put his wing down so you could pass.
“How far is it from here?” you asked him as you jumped up into the air just outside the cabin/shed and flapped your wings a little to stay airborne.
“Not far,” he replied, jumping up beside you and taking the lead.
Another 5 minutes flight and you touched down on the ground behind some trees, then crept forwards to check on a smaller building that was in the middle of nowhere.
You kept silent and let your keen eyes trail over the area for signs of life but all seemed very quiet.
“So… how’s the boyfriend?” Hawks asked lowly.
“Can we focus, please?” you hissed back at him, turning your head a little to give him a glare in the dim lit night, but your body language had answered his question for him and a small smirk pulled at his lips.
He went silent again and you looked back towards the blacked out building.
“When did he call it off?” he then asked.
“Few days ago,” you answered honestly, accidentally letting it slip before you could stop it. Then you realized what you had said and tried to backtrack, “wait. No… I meant to say—,”
“Why didn’t you tell me?” he asked, looking dead into your eyes as yours met his.
“I… umm… I don’t need to tell you about thi—you know what? This conversation isn’t about the mission, can we focus, PLEASE?!”
“No one is there I’ve already sent my feathers in,” Hawks said, still watching you intently.
“You’re a freak,” you teased with a smirk.
“Do you like freaks?” he asked with another smirk, “I can be a freak if you want me to.”
“Hawks, why are you like this?” you asked with annoyance, finally turning around to stare into his eyes that still hadn’t wavered from yours
“Like what?” he asked innocently.
“You just, you… you flirt with everyone and I don’t need you to be playing with me like that. I’m emotional and fragile and—,”
“I don’t flirt with everyone. I only flirt with those I’m interested in… and for the record, I’ve only ever flirted with you… but refrained during the time you had a boyfriend because, you know, I have morals—,”
“— you sure about that?” you teased.
“— hush,” he interjected, “but now that you’re single I don’t want to waste a second in letting you know that I’m interested in you.”
You were glad it was night time because the darkness covered any expressions that would give you away, although Hawks had pretty good eyesight and picked up everything your body was giving him.
“I don’t want to rebound or get into anything messy,” you said honestly.
“Does it look like that bothers me?” he asked, tilting his head then winking at you, “let’s sit down. This might take a while, tell me what that asshole did?”
You sighed and sat down next to him and in the darkness just told him everything about what happened, while he listened quietly, occasionally adding in a few grunts and sounds of agreement and by the end of all of that you felt much better.
“Man,” you sighed as you finished up, “thank you… I hadn’t had a chance to talk that all out.”
“It’s no trouble,” he replied, flicking a wing out and gently placing it around your shoulders.
You smiled softly at the ground then looked at him. He was looking lovingly at you again.
“I’m not gonna push you but you already know how I feel about you, so if you ever want to give a real man a chance, then let me know,” he said with cocky confidence.
“Real man,” you replied in a teasing voice, “sure.”
“Do I not strike you as a real man?” he asked with surprise, reaching for your cheek to caress it, “I can show you?”
“Mmm? And how do you plan on doing that?” you asked.
His eyes wandered over your lips and face, then he withdrew his hand from you and looked ahead through the trees and bushes.
“Well?” you asked, pushing him a little.
“Nah,” he replied, pretending that he wasn’t interested any more.
“Well come on then?” you probed, getting onto your knees beside him.
He still didn’t speak, so you climbed onto his lap and straddled him, stretching your wings out so that he had no choice but to pay you attention.
“Show me how you can be a ‘real man‘,” you demanded in a sassy voice, placing your hands on his chest.
His intense golden eyes stared into yours, even in the dim light you could feel the intent behind those eyes and you suddenly wondered if you had woken the beast, as the feeling in the air around you both had shifted.
Gently he placed his hands on your sides and then slid them to your hips just at the top of your backside and you arched a little so your ass was poking out a tad.
Hawks let out a small groan when he felt your body shift and his hands moved a little to feel your sides.
“Don’t tease me like this,” he groaned.
“Like what?” you asked with faux innocence as you slid your hands up his chest, over his pecs then up the sides of his neck and linked at the back, your fingertips just brushing through the soft wispy hairs at the base of his neck.
Hawks knew you were teasing him with your body language so he slid one hand over your ass and pulled your body closer to his so that your thighs were over his hips now and your cores were pressed together.
This move bought you chest to chest with him and he looked up into your face as you looked down at him.
Ever the gentleman, Hawks waited for you to make the first move and it didn’t take long for you to cave in to your desires and bend your head to kiss him.
Passion took over as your tongues danced and rolled over one another and his hands went exploring as well.
You were both adults. You both had experience with various partners, so it was a welcomed feeling to have his hands sliding around your backside before venturing behind and between your thighs.
Reacting to this, you pushed your body back against his fingers to get more pressure while your hands slid over his black undershirt. It was so tight you couldn’t feel each ripping abdominal muscle and your mind asked the question of what it would feel like to have his skin pressed against yours.
Unfortunately though, just as things were getting more heated, he pulled back from the kiss and pressed his fingers to your lips to silence you.
“They’re here,” he whispered softly.
“Who?” you asked in a breathless whisper.
He jerked his head over your shoulder and you looked back to see lights on in the building behind you.
“Ah damn… guess we had better do our jobs then,” you said softly as you pushed back off him and got off his lap.
“Wait,” he said softly, grabbing your wrist to get your attention, “give me one more kiss for good luck and another as a promise that we’ll continue this later?”
You leaned in and gave him one kiss then pulled away with a cheeky smile.
“Hey, hey? What about my other kiss?” he whispered urgently.
“I’ll think about it,” you whispered before pulling your wrist free of his hand and standing up silently with wings stretched, “we have a stake out to attend to right now.”
“Guess we’d better stick together,” he said with a smirk as he stood up beside you, ready to follow you in.
~ END ~