Blackmail Scumbag! Hawks x (F) Reader
“Morning boss man.” You announced, strutting into your boss’ office. Hawks was perched on the edge of his desk with one leg on top, his chin was propped up on his knee as he scrolled through his cellphone.
When his golden gaze met yours, a beam lit up his handsome face.
You willed yourself, shooting him a smile back.
“Well If it isn’t my favorite assistant,” he straightened up. “Whatcha got for me, kid?”
Pulling out your handy dandy iPad, you tapped through Hawks’ schedule for the day.
“You’ve got a meeting with the other Fukuoka agencies at three, a photoshoot at four, new hires to go over, annnnd the report that I told you not to put off last week.” You quirked a brow, silently reprimanding him.
“Ahh, is that today?” He grinned, and pulled a canned ice coffee from his coat pocket.
“Oh, and no more of that,” you snatched the can from his hand, replacing it with a thermos. “Here, I got you a green smoothie which you’ll find more of stocked in your mini fridge along with your lunches for the next two weeks.”
The surprise on Hawks’ face morphed into a grimace as he frowned at the green concoction in the thermos.
He leveled a pleading expression at you.
“Oh dear, sweet assistant of mine—“
“Don’t start,” you interjected, holding up a palm. “You need to start eating better food Hawks.”
“I’m serious, if you keep gorging yourself on the first Kentucky fried fuckery you can get your hands on, one day you’re gonna have a heart attack mid-flight.”
Hawks clutched his chest wearing a crumpled expression.
“Geez, Chickadee, graphic.”
“But accurate. Now, fix your pretty face and drink your green smoothie. You start patrol in thirty minutes.”
He paused mid sip of the green sludge and gave you a sly smile.
You fought back a smile of your own, rolling your eyes.
“Yes ma’am.” Hawks chuckled.
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The day had been full with plenty of crime and engagements in between, by the time Hawks made it back to the agency, he was ready to call it a day. He hoped you wouldn’t be too upset if he put off that stupid paperwork just one more day.
“Hey, l/n-San, would you be mad if I-oh!”
You froze midway through, as your boss’ eyes landed on La Perla clad tits.
“Shit!” You shimmied the shirt back down over your head.
Hawks held up his hands and backed out of the office. As he waited for you to finish changing, he tried to get his mind off the lacy black bra cupping your pretty tits. Along with the curiosity of what type of panties you might be wearing with it.
Finally, your voice wafted through the closed door, giving him the ‘OK’ to re-enter the room.
“Sorry about that, l/n-san.” Hawks grinned, nervously as he shuffled back into his office.
“No it’s my fault. I thought you were gonna be out a little later,” you hurriedly explained, snatching up your work bag. “I would stay longer, but I have an appointment to get to. Hence the whole changing in your office thing. Anyway, you good here?”
“I’m all good, chickadee, get to your appointment. I’ll see you tomorrow, ok?”
“Sure thing, boss man. G’night.”
“Night.” He resisted the urge to add ‘beautiful’ and shot you a small smile.
Half an hour later, Hawks was poring over the mountain of paperwork he had to catch up on, hoping the monotony Of the world would take his mind off your beautiful figure.
It didn’t. If anything, the drudgery just made his mind wander even further into the gutter.
What were you doing changing in his office? What color were your panties? What would you look like bent over his desk?
“Fuck this,” Hawks mumbled, throwing down his pen.
Detaching a feather to lock the door, he snatched up his cellphone and opened his favorite cam site ready to find a little visual aid to help him jack off.
He was just about to click on one of his favorites, a popular gay couple, when something interesting caught his eye. A fresh face on the new comers tab wearing a pink ski mask.
Curiosity got the best of him. He clicked the stream and sat back prepared for the show.
The masked bombshell was bent over doggy style while a fuck machine steadily pumped the attached dildo in and out of her creamy pussy.
“Fuck yeah..” Hawks muttered, freeing himself from his baggy pants and gripping his flexing dick.
cum on show us how deep u can take it baby🥵🥵🥵
“Ah, Ah, Ah, you all know the drill.” She wagged a finger playfully at the screen. “Tip me if you want more.”
The sing-songy tone coming from the model was just as sexy as her body, but it was also familiar.
MagnumEnergy has tipped 200 tokens
“Well, hello, Magnum.” She said with a wink to the camera. “Is that what size you wear?”
MagnumEnergy: If I like what I see, I’ll show u 😉
“Mmm, you’re already giving me big dick energy.” She moaned. The sound went straight to his dick.
Hawks let out a deep sigh as he began stroking himself off. His warm fingers coaxed the slick of his pre-cum along the length of his erection.
MagnumEnergy has tipped 1000 tokens
MagnumEnergy: Speed it up, beautiful. I wanna see you throw it back.
“Mmm, yes daddy.” The masked model replied. She twerked her ass back against the dildo, coating it in cream.
“Oh shiiit.” Hawks spat on the head of his dick, the slob rolled down his shaft, providing a natural lubricant.
“Like that daddy?” The model continued to tease. She cranked up the speed on the mechanical toy and popped her ass back even harder.
MagnumEnergy: fuck yeah I do. Open your mouth 4 me beautiful..
In that moment, Hawks jerking hips stopped.
MagnumEnergy: call me that again sweetness
“Oh?” She smirked into the camera. “You like that, boss man? You like being in charge of me?”
The familiar phrase coupled with the voice finally snapped Hawks out of his horny haze. Well, almost.
MagnumEnergy: oh kiddo, U have no idea how much I like it 😏 cum for ur boss, can u do that? Or do U want a raise?
“I can cum for you, boss.”
“I bet you can, kid. Hhaaa fuck.” Hawks moaned. He pumped himself even harder, hips rocking up and down for more friction.
His’ impending orgasm was so close it damn near hurt. He gripped the edge of his desk.
MagnumEnergy: let boss man know when ur about to cum, ok sweetness? Can u do that? Wanna know when that tight, creamy pussy of yours has had enough. I wanna know when I make u cum..
Your beautiful eyes rolled back. Hawks could see the pleasure washing over your quivering body—pussy dripping your desire. He had never been so damn jealous of a fake dick in his life.
One hand juggled his sensitive sack while the other stroked his dick faster and faster. His eyes fixated on your fucked out expression.
“Boss..man, I’m fuuu. I’m coming, daddy.”
And cum you did. Your entire body seized, your expression melted into pure bliss, and those sexy ass lips of yours dropped open in a silent scream.
Hawks let out a loud groan as he bust his own nut. His cum splattered on his chin and he snaked out his long tongue to lick it off.
“Mmm, shit, daddy that was a great nut. I hope you enjoyed it just as much as I did, boss man.”
Hawks smirked as you blew him a kiss.
MagnumEnergy: oh U have no idea songbird...
MagnumEnergy tipped 20,000 tokens
“Don’t be a stranger, boss.” You giggled with a cute little wiggle of your fingers.
MagnumEnergy: trust me, beautiful, I won’t...
Hawks chuckled hardly believing his luck. He slumped back against the back of his chair, wheels spinning in his mind. Damn, he couldn’t wait for tomorrow.
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“Morning boss!” You sang as you entered Hawks’ office.
“Good morning, kid! Oooh! What’s that?” He asked, eyes landing on the box of donuts in your hands.
“I thought you deserved a little treat for at least trying to follow my work diet.” You smiledz
“You absolute Angel. You’re just full of surprises aren’t you?”
“Yeah, well, you’re only allowed to have one a day.” You insisted, sitting the donuts on the edge of the desk.
“Yes ma’am,” Hawks gave you a little salute. He detached a feather to grab himself a chocolate donut. “By the way, did you make it to your appointment?” He asked.
“That’s good. What kind of appointment did you have to make in the middle of the night, if you don’t mind me asking?”
“Oh! I was meeting my friend for happy hour.”
“Well, while you were out partying, I was here hiking up Mt. Paperwork,” Hawks jumped from the desk and brushing his hands off. “But hey, I made it through, and I’m ready to conquer the day!” He said, hoping from foot to foot.
You laughed. “Well, You’re full of energy this morning!”
“Yeah, I am. I guess you could say I’ve got magnum energy.”
The words hit you upside the head like a brick. Your mouth went dry and your heart plummeted into your stomach. Meanwhile, Hawks was looking at you with a mixture of amusement and something you couldn’t quite place.
“Yeah, I was.” Hawks smirked. He swaggered up to you, hands tucked into his back pockets.
You were speechless as his predatory, amber eyes held fast to yours.
“I gotta say, chickadee, I was surprised. I thought I paid you pretty well here,” he reached out a gloved hand to drag his index finger along your jawline. “Unless, you just get off on that type of attention.”
You were speechless as Hawks continued to spout off theories about the sex work career that you’d worked so hard to keep a secret. You knew you should have used the goddamn geo blocking!
“I mean, it’s a good gig isn’t it? A bunch of thirst buckets stroking your ego, lusting over your body while they fill up your bank account. Probably a hell of a lot more fun than the work you do here, huh?”
In a small voice you whimpered: “are you...gonna fire me?”
“Fire you?!” Hawks exclaimed, incredulously. “For what, kiddo? As far as I know you didn’t do anything wrong.”
Finally you met your boss’ gaze. His features had softened into something like understanding.
“But what if it comes back on the agency?”
Hawks batted at the air. “Ahh, it won’t come to that! In fact, I’ll make sure it doesn’t.”
“Boss man.” He corrected.
You paused. He cocked his head, a lazy little smirk resting on his face.
A lusty moan escaped Hawks. He looked you up and down, his pupils shrinking into pin pricks. You had never seen such a look on your boss’ face before, and it both intimidated and fascinated you.
“Like I said, Songbird, I’ll make sure your dirty little secret doesn’t get out. After all, you wouldn’t want this getting to the wrong people. I know for a fact you’ve had your eye on Endeavor‘s agency.”
“H-how did you know about that?”
“Oh, I know a lot of things, sweetness.” He shrugged. “I know Endeavor would probably pay you more and that as impressive as it is working for the number two hero, it would look even better having the number one on your resume. Especially if you ever hope to get your dream job with the commission some day.”
Your heart was pounding so hard in your chest, you thought you might faint. How the he’ll did he know all of this? Sure, the two of you had a friendly relationship. Y’all had even gone to happy hour together a couple of times, but never had you let it slip what your future plans were.
Sensing your unease, Hawks flashed you a reassuring smile. The same one he usually reserved for interviews and press conferences. Usually, you found it just as endearing as the rest of the public, but with that possessive gleam in his black lined, golden eyes it only made you more nervous.
Hawks ran the backs of his hands along the bare skin of your arms, leaving goosebumps in their wake. He gave you a pouty little smile.
“But I can guarantee you, Songbird, the commission won’t be nearly as forgiving—or understanding—as I am. Neither will Endeavor.”
His condescending air coupled with his cavalier attitude sent anger zipping through you.
You shook out of his grip. “What are you trying to say?”
“Oh, I think you know what I’m trying to say.”
The anger solidified in your chest. Stepping away from him, you leveled a hard glare at your boss.
“Listen you son of a bitch—“
“Ooh, is that anyway to speak to the man whose gonna protect your identity as an e-thot?”
Before your hand could connect with Hawks’ smug face, he grabbed it, squeezing your wrist tight enough to give a warning. He pulled you into his hard chest, hand settling on your ass.
“Come on, chickadee, don’t play high and mighty with me. I see the way you look at me,” his gaze ran the length of your body, hungrily, “and I know you’ve seen the way I look at you. Don’t you get tired of hiding it? Pretending to be satisfied with this little work place flirting like we don’t wanna fuck the shit out of each other?”
His other hand joined in on the fun, massaging your ass, gently. It took everything in you not to show your desire. Heat pooled between your legs, and despite yourself, you clutched on to Hawks’ firm biceps for balance.
“I’m just tryin’ to look out for you, Songbird. After all, you’ve got a bright future ahead of you no matter what you do. Look, I’m sorry I called you an e-thot, that wasn’t cool. To be honest, I think it’s hot what you do. I mean you’ve definitely got the body for it.”
You popped your lips, averting his gaze only for him to guide your face gently back in his direction with a single finger.
In one swoop, Hawks picked you up, wrapping your legs around his waist.
“Come on, babe, don’t be like that. You know you want this.”
“What? A Quid pro quo relationship with my boss?” You snarked.
Hawks laughed, lowering you on to his clothed erection “Good dick.”
You couldn’t hold back your moan. Before you could protest, Hawks planted a hungry, domineering kiss on your lips.
You felt his back muscles flex as he stretched his wings. Tightening your grip around Hawks’ neck, he lifted you both off the ground and carried you to his desk.
“Shit...” you hissed, feeling his mouth migrate down your neck.
“Damn, kid,” He eased your skirt up, slowly. “I’ve Been wanting this for a minute.”
Biting the tip of his glove, he ripped it off before plunging his long fingers into the warmth between your legs.
A pleasured hiss escaped you.
“So this is that pretty pussy I made cum on cam last night, huh?” Hawks remarked, lowering himself between your thighs.
An embarrassed flush flooded your cheeks, but was quickly replaced with ecstasy coupled with a soft whine as Hawks stroked your gspot.
“Ohh, I’m gonna enjoy this.” He chuckled.
“You’re such a fucking, mm-ahh, asshole.” You gasped out.
“Up until today, you found that endearing.” He shot back before latching on to your clit.
“Ohhh god!” You squirmed as his fingers and mouth worked in tandem on your sex.
His tongue replaced the digits lapping up every drop of arousal you granted him. Everything your boss did to you had you a squirming, whining mess.
Hawks rose back to his feet causing you to whimper with dissatisfaction.
He chuckled. “Don’t worry, babe, I’m not done with you. I’ll definitely be having you for lunch the afternoon.”
He winked. You rolled your eyes.
“Aww, you still got a little attitude,” Hawks cooed, “that’s cute.” He unfastened his belt, tossing it to the side. “Let’s see if we can fix that face of yours.”
“Shut up Ha-“ your eyes landed on the heavy weight that sprang out of his black boxers. The veiny member sagged with its own weight settling like a third leg against his thigh. It truly didn’t seem like something that size belonged on his body.
Hawks laughed and pulled out a familiar gold package, with a wink. “How’s that for magnum energy?”
“Now I see why you’re always slouching.”
He rolled the magnum on before settling between your legs. His lips found yours once again.
The pair of you moaned as his head slid along your entrance, but once you felt him bottom out inside, you couldn’t hold back your scream.
The pressure of his dick against your cervix was all encompassing.
“God damn...” Hawks moaned, teeth sinking into your neck as he rocked his hips.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck.” You cursed.
Your pussy pumped Hawks’ member as he massaged your walls deep and steady.
Deep, throaty groans and grunts fell from Hawks’ lips as he squeezed your ass. He teased you with kisses every time his dick kissed your cervix, chuckling at your whines.
“What’s wrong, songbird? Hmm?”
You hated how much you loved that smug smirk on his handsome face and the way his hooded eyes probed yours; teasing you, mocking your desire.
“Wanna come on boss man’s big dick, huh? Hmm?” He gripped your jaw; lips against your ear. “Is that what you want?”
“Yes what?” He nipped your earlobe.
“Fuck,” Hawks growled. His hips snapped forward faster.
“Oh shit!” The force of him pummeling your walls made you fall back against the desk.
Hawks had both your legs pinned above your ears as he continued to drive into you. Each stroke felt like a shockwave of pure ecstasy. You could barely breath as he fucked you into the desk, and finally, the dam broke.
“Oh fuuuuuck!” You screamed.
Hawks’ orgasm followed. He groaned against your ear before collapsing on top of you with a satisfied: “fuck, kid.”
“Fuck is right...” you replied. You ran your fingers through his mussed blonde hair. “So, How long do you expect this arrangement to last?”
Still wearing a blissed out smile, Hawks kissed you softly. “How ‘bout till you get that job at Endeavor’s? I’ll give you a recommendation for him and the commission.”
“Babe, you keep fucking me like that? I’ll tell them you were a fucking nun before this job. Now,” he straightened up, “use my shower. I’ll be back for you at lunch.”
“Ok.” You replied. Hawks quirked a Bushy brow.
“Yes sir, boss man.” You quickly corrected yourself.
