Warnings: NSFW (18+) | Public play, remote control vibrator, dom/sub, spanking, restraint, dirty talk, degradation, orgasm denial and overstimulation.
Summary: Hawks takes you to a hero party, but he has something unexpected in store—something that will test your patience and obedience. What happens when his teasing goes too far? And how will you handle it when disobedience becomes the ultimate game of punishment?
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You were almost ready when Keigo stepped into the bedroom, golden eyes filled with mischief. Leaning against the doorframe, he took you in—his gaze slow, deliberate.
“Damn, baby bird,” he whistled. “You’re gonna make it real hard for me to focus tonight.”
You rolled your eyes, smoothing down your dress. “You say that every time we go out.”
“And I always mean it.” He stepped closer, something lacy curled in his fingers. “Wear these for me.”
You blinked, looking down at the delicate black panties.
Your brow furrowed. “Why?”
Keigo’s smirk deepened, his lips brushing against your temple as he whispered, “Because I said so.”
You huffed but took them anyway, slipping into the bathroom to change. They felt normal enough—soft, a little snug, but nothing unusual. You didn’t think much of it.
That was your first mistake.
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The hero gala was packed—Pro Heroes mingling, laughter and chatter filling the air. Hawks was in his element, weaving through the crowd with effortless charm, his hand resting at the small of your back as he introduced you to everyone.
You were smiling, shaking hands, making polite conversation when—
Bzzt.
Your breath hitched, body going rigid as a sudden vibration pulsed between your thighs.
Bzzzz—
Your fingers clenched around your clutch. Heat spread through you, and you fought to keep your expression neutral.
“(Y/N)?” Mirko tilted her head. “You good?”
Keigo’s hand on your waist tightened just slightly. “She’s fine,” he said smoothly, golden eyes glinting. “Just a little shy, huh, baby?”
You turned to him, heart pounding, and the look on his face told you everything.
You weren’t in control anymore.
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The vibrations continued throughout the night, coming in waves—sometimes soft, teasing, lulling you into a false sense of security. Other times, sharp and relentless, making your knees tremble.
Keigo never let on.
He carried on like nothing was happening, laughing, talking, touching you just enough to make things worse.
You were losing your mind.
You couldn’t take it anymore.
With a quick glance at Keigo—who was distracted in conversation with Best Jeanist—you slipped away, heading straight for the bathroom.
Inside, you locked the door and leaned against it, sucking in a shaky breath.
Your body throbbed with need, your thighs trembling.
You reached under your dress and tore the panties off, stuffing them into your clutch. Relief washed over you instantly, and for the first time all night, you could breathe.
By the time you rejoined the party, you were convinced you had won.
You should’ve known better.
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The car ride home was silent.
Too silent.
Keigo sat beside you, one arm lazily draped over the back of your seat, but his golden eyes were sharp, watching you like a hawk.
You fidgeted, feeling the tension thick in the air.
When you reached the penthouse, you barely had time to take off your heels before Keigo grabbed your wrist, pulling you into the bedroom.
Your back hit the door. His wings flared slightly, his body caging you in.
“Where are they?”
Your stomach dropped.
“W-What?”
“The panties.” His voice was soft—too soft. His fingers traced slow, lazy circles on your thigh. “They’re not where they should be, baby bird.”
Your breath caught. “I… I took them off.”
Keigo let out a low hum, tilting his head. “You disobeyed me.”
Your mouth opened to protest, but before you could speak, he spun you around—pressing your front against the door, his hands smoothing over your hips.
“Tsk,” he mused, lifting your dress. “Thought you could outsmart me?”
You gasped as his palm smacked against your bare skin—sharp, sudden, making you jolt.
“Bad girls don’t get to come,” he murmured, voice thick with amusement. “You’re gonna learn not to disobey me.”
Another smack. Then another. Your body burned, a delicious mix of pain and pleasure that made your knees weak.
Then, suddenly—his fingers were inside you.
Slow. Deep. Teasing.
Your breath hitched, a desperate whimper slipping from your lips.
“Oh?” Keigo cooed mockingly. “Now you wanna be good?”
His fingers curled just right, dragging pleasure from you too easily. Your hips bucked against his hand, chasing what you needed.
“Please,” you whimpered, voice breaking.
Keigo laughed.
“Oh, baby bird,” he murmured, pulling his fingers out completely.
Your entire body shook.
“No—” you gasped, reaching for him, but he grabbed your wrists, pinning them behind your back.
“Not happening,” he said smoothly. “You don’t deserve it.”
Your heart pounded, frustration burning in your veins.
Keigo smirked, pressing a kiss against your shoulder. “But don’t worry, sweetheart,” he murmured, voice dark with promise. “I’ve got all night to fix that attitude.”
His fingers returned—this time slower, crueler, building you up only to stop right before you could fall over the edge.
Again.
And again.
Until your body ached, your mind foggy, your voice raw from pleading.
Finally, when you were almost delirious with need, he pulled away completely, a satisfied smirk playing on his lips.
“Had enough yet, baby?” he whispered, eyes glinting with satisfaction.
You could barely form words, shaking in his arms. “Please… Keigo, I’m sorry, please forgive me…”
His expression softened, but the playfulness never left his gaze. “Oh, sweet thing. You think I’m going to forgive you after what you did?”
Your eyes widened. “W-What?”
He tilted your chin up, his fingers running along your jawline as he spoke. “Not until I punish you properly. Only then will I give you the forgiveness you’re begging for.”
And with that, you knew this wasn’t over. Hawks would always have the final say—and tonight, you were going to learn exactly what happens when you disobey him.
