All characters, settings, themes, and storylines that have been adapted from the original My Hero Academia manga are the property of Horikoshi Kohei.
Welcome back to Winds of Destiny!
For any newcomers, I highly recommend reading part one, Winds of Destiny: Falling, before proceeding with this story.
This project has been a two-year rollercoaster ride of love, sweat, and tears for me, brought about by my unhealthy obsession with Hawks, and now Misaki as well. I don't think I've ever fallen in love with one of my characters as much as I have with her (although, that awkward, fun-loving chicken nugget from the incredible imagination of Horikoshi Kohei will always be my favorite). I never get bored of writing these two; sufficed to say, that means there's a lot more story to come 😉!
As usual, I will be posting a new chapter every Saturday. I'm always happy to hear from my readers, so please do drop me a comment if you like it 😊.
Now, with all that said, on with the show!
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*WARNING: THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS HEAVY SEXUAL CONTENT. READER DISCRETION IS ADVISED*
The soft brush of a pair of warm lips against the skin of her neck gently woke Misaki from her peaceful slumber. A faint moan hummed past her closed lips and she shifted in her still half-asleep state to roll over onto her back. She felt a hand gently cup her left breast as the warm lips that had been caressing her neck moved up to kiss along the edge of her jawline. A familiar weight settled over her and she cracked her eyes open to gaze up into a pair of hooded, golden eyes.
Her hand lifted to cup the side of Hawks's face and he leaned down to capture her lips with his own, her fingers delving into his wild golden locks to cradle his head as she responded to the kiss in kind. She opened her mouth to grant his tongue the entry it had been seeking, moaning deeply when his fingers closed around her nipple and began rolling the hardened peak between them. Her back arched and she bent her knees, spreading her thighs to accommodate his weight between her hips more comfortably.
His fingers released her nipple to begin trailing softly down her abdomen. She writhed under the featherlight touch, moaning again into the kiss as she arched up against his unyielding torso in an effort to bring herself in closer contact with his wandering hand. He kept his touch frustratingly light as his fingers continued to drift down her body to her core. She broke the kiss, tilting her head back with a gasp when his middle finger slid through her already damp folds to gently stroke her clit. He dropped his mouth to her neck again, kissing down the taught expanse of her throat to her collar bone.
Shifting his weight a bit, he slid down her body a few centimeters until his face was hovering directly over her chest. He opened his mouth and leaned down, dragging his tongue over her nipple before sucking it into his mouth. Her breath hitched and she let out a strangled moan from the dual assault, shifting her hips to buck against his hand as a sudden wave of pleasure washed over her. He responded by sliding his finger down from teasing her clit to delve into her moist depths.
She shuddered and groaned, tossing her head to the side on the pillow and bringing her hand up to her mouth to bite her knuckle. Flames licked up and down her spine, arching her back and pushing her breast up against the mouth encompassing her nipple. Another finger joined the one thrusting inside her before they both suddenly pushed in deep. She cried out, rocking her hips, and rubbing her swollen bud against the heel of his palm in time with the movements of his fingers.
He pulled his head back suddenly, releasing her breast from his mouth with an audible pop. His lips pressed softly to the valley between her mounds, trailing a path of featherlight kisses down her abdomen and she felt her pulse begin to quicken in anticipation. His mouth drifted over the edge of her hip, pressing gentle kisses to the skin of her inner thigh that gradually became more open as he moved lower before he placed a fully openmouthed kiss to her core. She moaned loudly and curled her hand into a fist around the edge of the pillow, tossing her head back as her spine bowed.
She collapsed back down amidst the sheets, writhing, and sighing with every sweep of his tongue over her velvet folds. He picked up the pace of the movements of his fingers inside her, hooking them slightly as he drove in deep to hit against her g-spot. His other hand flattened over her pelvis to hold her down as she sharply cried out and bucked her hips at the sensation. He relentlessly worked her into a frenzy of rampant need with his hands and mouth on her most sensitive areas, making her shudder and squirm against the mattress.
Her breath hitched, leaving her body in a series of panting sighs as her eyes began to glaze over from the rush of pleasure that washed over her from deep within her loins. Her head tossed to the side, her eyes squeezing shut as her mouth fell open and a deep groan cascaded out of her. She rolled her head back against the pillow, the muscles in her neck and back tensing as she arched up off the bed with a gasping cry. Wave after wave of pleasure swept through her, leaving her quivering and moaning in the wake of her release. He slid his fingers out of her as he let her down gently with his mouth.
He began to kiss his way back up her body as she started to relax. She twisted her waist and raised her arms above her head to tangle in her splayed, dark tresses. He pressed a hot, openmouthed kiss to the underside of her jaw before nuzzling her head to the side to drag his teeth over her earlobe. She let out a low, languorous moan as she pulled the edge of her bottom lip between her teeth and lifted her arms to wrap around his shoulders. Delving her hands into his hair, she guided his head back so she could claim his lips with her own.
He showered her with languid kisses as he reached down to position himself at her entrance before shifting his hips forward and pressing into her. She moaned into his mouth, shuddering as he effortlessly slid deep inside her. He tilted his head to rest his forehead against hers and they softly panted together for a moment before he dipped his head back down to kiss her deeply. Her legs lifted to cradle his hips as he began to move inside her, wrapping them around his waist and interlocking them at the ankle. His hand rose to cup her breast, flicking his short fingernail over the tip of her nipple and causing her to let out a deep moan. Breaking off the kiss, he dipped his head to nip at the right side of her jaw and she tilted her head back to give him better access. His hot mouth planted a string of open kisses all over the exposed skin of her neck.
She held onto him tightly as he rocked against her with deep, even stokes. Lifting his hand from her breast, he cupped the underside of her arm and guided it up to lay next to her head on the pillow, slipping his palm over hers to interlock their fingers. She turned her head to the side, sliding her eyes closed and opening her mouth to let out a deep moan when he licked up the side of her neck to suck on her sweet spot just below her right ear. She clenched around him and sank her teeth into the skin of her shoulder when he suddenly upped the pace and force of his thrusts.
The sound of his panting breaths next to her ear made her shudder and she turned her head to drag her teeth over his earlobe, reveling in the deep groan it elicited from him. His grip on her hand tightened and the sharpness of his thrusts increased, his hips beginning to pound against hers audibly and she felt him tremble against her. She knew he was getting close, driving into her with the single-minded intensity of racing toward release. She wasn't concerned that he was going to finish before her, as this was certain to be the first of several rounds. He suddenly let out a deep groan and stilled against her, the warm feeling of his release spreading out to coat her insides leaving her sighing in pleasure.
It had definitely been a good idea to go on the birth control.
His tense muscles began to relax, and he slid his hand away from hers, lifting himself up on his forearms to hover over her. She reached up to cup her hands over the sides of his neck as she stared up into his hooded, satisfied gaze. She felt her own eyelids droop, falling half open as her cheeks flushed with arousal and her tongue snaked out to wet her suddenly dry lips. His sharp, golden eyes dropped to watch the path it took, and he heavily swallowed a moment before he suddenly rolled off of her. She gasped at the feeling of being left suddenly bereft.
She didn't have much time to dwell on it though as her leg was suddenly lifted and she was guided onto her side. His warm body pressed firmly against her back a moment later and he nuzzled his face into the crook of her neck, placing a soft kiss atop her skin. He slipped his arm underneath her neck, bending his elbow over her shoulder to reach down and grip her left breast. She lifted her hand to tangle into his wild, golden locks and raised the other to rest over the back of his hand covering her ample mound. She had assumed he'd been using his other hand to hold her leg up, so it surprised her to feel his warm palm slide over her lower abdomen a moment later.
She tried to look down, but he lifted his hand from her breast to grab her chin with his thumb and forefinger and guide her head to the side so that he could kiss her. She soon ceased caring about the logistics of how her leg was being held up as his hand drifted down to her core and the pad of his middle finger began drawing tight circles around her clit. She opened her mouth to gasp and his tongue took the opportunity to slip inside and slide over hers, his hand drifting back down to cup her breast again and pinch her nipple between his thumb and forefinger.
She began to steadily rock her hips to the movements of his finger, moaning deeply into the kiss. She could feel him hardening against her hip again and she removed her hand from the back of his head to reach between them and grip his shaft. He broke the kiss, pulling his head back a bit to gaze into her eyes. She held his stare as she began to stroke him, using a slight amount of pressure and rolling her palm over his glans with every few strokes. His eyelids began to droop again, and he stopped caressing her to reach between them, removing her hand before dragging his hardness down over the curve of her behind to slip between her legs. He leaned into her, reaching back around to spread her folds with his fingers as he rocked his hips against hers, rubbing himself against her wet core.
Misaki groaned heavily, reaching up to clasp her hand around his forearm, and turning her head away as she squeezed her eyes shut. She rocked her hips back into his, grinding herself against him and letting out a panting sigh every time his glans brushed against her bud. His fingers slipped away from her folds to press against the underside of his shaft, adding a bit of pressure as he rubbed against her and she gasped, tightening her grip and almost digging her fingernails into his arm. He rocked against her for a few more strokes before pressing a bit harder on a backward slide and slipping inside her when he surged forward again.
He held onto her tightly as she arched against him with a broken cry, tightening the arm draped over her shoulder and flattening his hand against her pelvis as he pushed his hips against hers firmly. The pad of his middle finger drifted back over her swollen clit as he began to move inside her in quick, shallow thrusts. The hand gripping her breast began to softly knead her and he squeezed his knuckles together every so often to pinch her nipple between them.
She pushed back to meet his thrusts as she felt her orgasm slowly begin to build inside her. Her breaths began to leave her body in panting sighs, and she shuddered with every few thrusts, letting out a low whine when he began to lick and suck on the back of her neck. Her second orgasm crashed through her all of a sudden, sending her into convulsions inside and out. She cried out, digging her fingers into his arm and arching against the hand covering her breast. He stopped moving and slid his hand away from her core, letting her rock her hips how she wanted to ride out the waves of her release.
The feather that had been holding up her leg slid out from under her knee, letting it fall forward onto the bed. She continued to tremble and pant for a minute, her inner muscles still convulsing around his sheathed length. He leaned over and pressed his lips to the back of her neck, sliding his palm up her side before lifting it to brush her hair out of her face. He pressed a soft kiss to her temple, and she cracked her eyes open, turning her head a bit to glance back at him through the narrow slits of her hooded lids. He grinned down at her as he lifted a finger to swipe at an errant tear that had collected in the corner of her eye. She swallowed heavily and reached up to slide her fingers through his hair at the base of his skull, drawing him down into a languorous kiss.
He lowered his hand to grip her shoulder and gently urged her onto her stomach, pulling out of her as he gently broke the kiss. She let him roll her over and she slid her arms up under the pillow her head was laying on with a contented moan as she stretched out her whole body over his soft, burnt orange sheets. She heard him chuckle in her ear as he leaned over her before began drawing his hands down her sides, pressing a trail of soft kisses down the curve of her spine. He cupped the globes of her behind in his hands and opened his mouth to take a playful bite out of one of them. She couldn't help the giggle that escaped her at the action, and she felt him smile against her before placing a swift kiss over the area he'd just bitten. His thumbs slid under the curve of her cheeks toward her center before drifting upward to spread them. Her eyes widened and she tensed.
He wasn't really going to—?
Her mouth dropped open and she gasped sharply in surprise when she felt his tongue suddenly lick her asshole. She couldn't really move her legs with him pretty much laying on top of them, so she twisted her torso instead, shooting her hand down to push against his head while staring back at him with wide, shocked eyes. He reached up to remove her hand, intertwining their fingers and shifting his other hand to splay her cheeks open with his thumb and forefinger before resuming his previous task.
Misaki shuddered, biting her lip, and twisting back around to press her face into the pillow, half in mortification and half in shocked pleasure. They weren't exactly strangers to this kind of play, but he'd never used his mouth on her there before. She really didn't want to admit that it felt good, blaming the shivers cascading over her and the heat pooling in her gut on the shame play and not the feeling of him licking her ass. She groaned deeply into the pillow as he dragged a finger through her slick folds before slipping it inside her rear. Her grip on his hand tightened as he began moving his finger in and out of her. He placed an openmouthed kiss on her left cheek as he slicked another finger and slid it in with the first.
She was starting to get the feeling that he was planning on putting something a lot bigger inside that place very soon. Goosebumps broke out over her arms and scalp and she swallowed heavily, a feeling of anxiety suddenly blossoming in her gut. She hadn't been inexperienced by any means before they'd started dating, but she'd never let anyone go that far before. When he slid a third finger inside her, she tightly clenched her jaw and turned her head, reaching out to the drawer of the nightstand and fishing out a condom from the box inside. She reached her arm back to hold it out to him and turned her face back into the pillow.
It really felt like she'd chicken out if she looked at him. He released his grip on her other hand, and a moment later she felt it close around the one holding out the condom to him. She felt his lips press softly against the inside of her wrist as he took it from her, and her nerves started to ease a bit. He'd told her that they never had to do anything she wasn't comfortable with. If it had been anyone else, she would have already kicked them out of the bed with her, but she felt safe with Hawks. He'd never given her a reason not to. And if this was what he wanted she was willing to try it.
He slowly removed his fingers from inside her and she felt the mattress shift a second before he straddled her thighs. Her nerves returned full force when she felt the hard length of his arousal slide over the crack of her ass. Suddenly feeling like not being able to see what was about to happen would be worse than hiding from it, she turned her head and cracked her eyes open to glance down at her backside.
His hands gripped her waist just above her hips and he leaned over her, brushing his lips over her earlobe before whispering in her ear, "Relax, Misa-chan. I'm not gonna hurt you."
His quiet reassurance did very little to assuage her nerves, but the rush of heat that cascaded through her from the contact of his lips against the sensitive skin of her ear, along with the low, breathy tone of his voice, was enough to momentarily distract her from them. She felt herself relax a little and she let out a soft sigh. He didn't waste the opportunity, reaching down to position himself before slowly and carefully beginning to ease his way in.
She turned her face back into the pillow, clenching her hands around the edge of it in an effort to keep from clenching against the feeling of him pushing into her ass. It didn't hurt so much as it just felt like heavy pressure, like being stretched beyond capacity. It didn't even compare to the feeling of his fingers from earlier. She had to remind herself to breathe and when she did, she immediately began to feel better.
He'd managed to fit the head all the way in, so she figured they were past the hard part. She let out several shaky breaths as he continued to push into her before collapsing against the mattress in relief when she felt his hips finally press against the cheeks of her ass and he stilled. She heard him let out his own shaky breath behind her and she turned her head on the pillow to glance back at him. He had his eyes clamped firmly shut and his brow drawn down in concentration. His mouth hung open to draw in heavy breaths before letting them out slowly.
Why did he look like he was in more pain than she was?
She reached down to lay her hand over his on her waist and his eyes slid open to glance up into hers. A wave of heat swathed over her at the look of complete and unbridled lust that filled his narrowed gaze and she involuntarily clenched around him as a moan slipped past her lips. His eyes squeezed shut again and he winced, groaning as he ducked his head and tightened his grip on her waist. He was feeling so much pleasure it was actually hurting him to hold back. She curled her fingers around his wrist and squeezed, trying to offer him some semblance of comfort.
Here she was with his dick shoved up her ass and she was the one comforting him. She almost wanted to laugh at the ridiculousness of the thought.
Figuring that her taking amusement in his discomfort was not an appropriate response given the situation, she tried to hold as still as possible as she waited for him to calm down, contenting herself with drawing small circles around the back of his hand and wrist. After a long moment, he finally began to relax, and he squeezed her hips gently in what she interpreted as a gesture of appreciation for her patience. Tilting her head so she could glance up into his eyes, she smiled back up at him warmly. He returned her look, lifting his hand from her waist and clasping her fingers in his hand before leaning over and bringing the backs of her knuckles up to his lips. He held her gaze as he softly kissed her hand before guiding it back down to her side and reclaiming his grip on her waist.
She felt him start to slide out of her slowly and she drew her arms up to clench next to her chest, pressing her forehead into the pillow and drawing in a gasping breath. When he slid back in a moment later, her back arched and she pushed herself up onto her forearms, letting out a whining moan. Her hands clenched around the sheets beneath her and she squeezed her eyes closed, unable to do much more than feel the brand-new sensations rioting through her. She wasn't really sure if she was feeling pleasure or intensity, but whatever it was, she didn't want it to stop.
If anything, she wanted more.
She lifted her hips as much as she could, pushing back against his languid thrusts to urge him into a faster pace. His hands moved away from her waist and she felt him grip her upper arms a second before he pulled her up against his chest and her legs were swiftly swept out from underneath them. Two of his feathers lifted them, one under each knee, and held them spread a little more than shoulder width apart. He sat back on his haunches, leaning her back against his chest and settling her in his lap. Somehow, he'd managed to remain inside of her throughout the swift position change. One of his arms wrapped around her ribs as his other hand drifted over her lower abdomen, slipping a finger down between her folds to rub against her clit.
She let her head fall back against his shoulder and she sighed, reaching her arm up to delve her fingers into his hair at the back of his head while the other slid over his arm securely wrapped around her midsection to twine their fingers together. Dipping his head to place a soft kiss to the skin of her neck, he steadily began to move again. He set a quicker pace than before, the change of position adding some bounce to his thrusts to increase their force as well.
Misaki panted and moaned, losing herself to the overwhelming intensity of pleasure rushing through her from her all over her body. He lifted his mouth to run his teeth over the outer edge of her earlobe and she moaned loudly, bucking, and clenching against him. She heard him groan her name in her ear, but she was too far gone to care very much. The rise and fall of his chest against her back began to match hers and his hand slid down from teasing her clit to delve two fingers into her core.
She arched away from him and cried out, shuddering violently as he worked his fingers in and out of her at double the pace he was currently thrusting into her ass with while rubbing the heel of his palm against her over-sensitized clit. She'd felt this kind of all-consuming pleasure before, but she was too late to warn him as her release suddenly came gushing out of her and she screamed.
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Misaki's eyes snapped open and she let out a startled gasp, her chest rising and falling in quick succession as she stared up at the ceiling of her bedroom in shock. She could still feel the tremors cascading through her and she shot up in bed, quickly reaching down to throw her pale silver sheets off of her in a panic. She collapsed back down onto the pillows a second later in relief.
At least her wet dream hadn't made her as wet as she'd been in her dream.
She laid there for a long moment to catch her breath and calm her racing nerves. It had already been almost a week since the breakup. She lifted her arm to cover her eyes, blaming the intensity of her dream for the sudden onslaught of emotion that clenched her chest and brought a fresh round of tears to her eyes. She'd told herself so many times already that she was going to stop this. It wasn't like her to cry so much over things that she couldn't control or change.
Sniffing a few times, she swallowed down the pain in her chest and sat up, wiping her eyes with the heels of her hands, and shaking her head. She slid her legs over the edge of the mattress and made her way into the bathroom. She was usually an evening bather, but she had soon found out that having so much quite time to think was only feeding her grief, so she had switched to taking showers in the mornings instead. It wasn't like she really slept much anymore, with dreams like the one she'd just had often making several appearances throughout the night.
They weren't all erotic, of course. But she almost preferred the steamy ones over the sweet ones. Those were the real tear jerkers.
Stripping out of her night clothes, Misaki stepped into the bathroom and turned the handle on the wall to start the shower. She leaned her forehead against the tile and let the hot water begin to wash away her pain and stress, sliding her eyes shut and breathing heavily through her mouth. Spending too much time in here was dangerous as well, especially since she had to go to work soon. Pushing away from the wall, she reached out for the soap and proceeded to hastily finish her morning shower.
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AN ~
Phew! That scene was a lot... However, it is the only full-on sex scene in this story for a while, so I pulled out all the stops and went all out with it! The overall plot of this story will center around personal discovery, mostly for Misaki. However, both she and Hawks will have to come to terms with how they fit in each other's lives and where their relationship is headed following their breakup. The romance will be slow building, but it will be there, I promise!
Thank you so much for reading!
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