Every part of my body feels like it's on edge. I can't figure out why. I've only been on trigger for a few days but it feels like longer. It feels like months. What's worse is my missing memories. 

I try to relax more as I try to keep from gripping her. I want her closer but I know that's not ok. I feel like I'm in a constant battle with myself.

She was watching some anime seeming completely enthralled in the story.

Now that I think about it...I would have never seen this as a possibility years ago.

I remember the day she confessed to me. She seemed so meek then. She all but fell into my office stumbling over her own words before showing off the fresh baked cookies in her hands.

I even remember concitering her offer of coffee. But back then wasn't really an option. I was new to heroing. I was parading around. I needed to go out with women who held power closer to mine, closer to the public eye.

She would have been torn to shreads by my fans back then. Plus the issue of the cookies themselves. Her quirk involves cooking. Whatever she makes in infused with an emotion of her choice.

I fully expected those things to be trapped. I eat one and fall madly in love with her or something of that nature. Of course now I know her better than that... and now I am the one who trapped her.

What could have been if i-

She leaned further into me her hand landing on my chest. The response was immediate. Whatever was inside me roared back to life.

My bone marrow felt like it was boiling and if I didn't follow its command I would surely perish. I contain my sudden pained panic quickly moving her off of me to sit alone. I barely grumble an 'excuse me' before I rush to the bathroom.

I swing the door closed as the pain fades into an ache I don't recognize. Looking in the mirror I flinch meeting my own eyes.

What happened to my eyes! My pupil flexed showing its slit shape. I also took note of my shear size. I did notice there was a big difference in my size clothing wise but I didn't think about just how different I look!

No wonder she looked terrified of me! I try to breathe and relax staring into the mirror. I know I'm fine. I just need to breathe.

With that out of the way I need to address my issue. The painful ache. When I shifted my weight I noticed my issue more obviously.

Should I? Shit. She's in the other room. If I go out there with my hard on that would be weird though. I try to will it away but that isn't working.

I huff giving in, wanting the ache to just stop. I can just jack it into the toilet. It'll be quick right? She won't even notice I'm gone.

Though I find myself very wrong very quickly. Why is it so damn sensitive! I'm practically chomping at my hand to keep myself quiet. I need this to end quick and quiet!

Think think think. Something hot. Something to get me off quick. This is really hard knowing she's just out there! What if she came in?...what IF she came in?

Damnit I shouldn't think about her! She's just outside...fuuuck. she's just so- Gah!! Screw it!

I close my eyes and commit. What she doesn't know won't hurt her. I lean over to the wall resting one fist on the wall while the other gets the job done.

Its the sudden sound of a drip that made me realise the drool pooling on my one hand. I embarrassingly try to suck it up and lick my lips when my tongue barely grazes my clenched fist.

God damnit no...im not that desperate am I? Who am I kidding. This is the most relief I've felt in forever.

I stick my tongue in the hole of my clenched fist while my other one works myself. It's only a few minutes later I have to remind myself to keep quiet from the obsean sounds of me slurping my own saliva and trying not to moan. My hips can't seem to control themselves either as I finally approach that edge.

Once I tip my vision goes white and my hearing fuzzy. I bite my own tongue to contain my noise level as I slump further into the wall over the toilet.

It takes a long moment to regain my vision as my breathing slowed back to normal. My brain feels like cotton as static runs through my ears. I lean on my forearm questioning my life choices.

Did I just get off thinking about my co-worker and tonguing my hand like a pussy? Yes, yes I did. Do I pride myself from it. No, far from it.

A knock at the door disrupts my thoughts, "You alright in there?"

Panic sets in as I flush and fix myself quickly watching my hands, "Im thein. Jutht wathing my handth" fuck...I really bit my tongue I can taste blood.

I hurry and finish cleaning up and inspect my tongue. I have fucking fangs! No wonder my tongue is fucking bleeding!

I open the door to see her standing looking a little worried. I try to give a smile before sticking out my tongue, "I bit ma tong"

"I heard a thud" she mumbled

"Bumped ma head" I shrug leaving to go back to the living room space.

When I sit I realise the feeling in my bones has eased dramatically into a dull hum. I can live with that.

What I can't live with is the itch in the back of my mind... that was...a lot. I don't think I've cum like that...ever. It felt amazing but something screamed in my mind. Something howling that I wasted it.

I try to relax but my eyes catch on her again. My initial thought makes me turn away quickly.

'Should have been in her'

Why the hell would I be so bent out of shape to think that. What the hell? Then again my tongue craves a taste I can't get from any normal meal.

Readers POV

How the hell did he bite his tongue? Fucking weirdo. I am not gonna be able to handle staying here. It's not even day one. I just wanted to drop his shit off and go home to eat.

Now I'm starving and going through the cupboards.

"Hey" Hawks sounded on the other side of the kitchen

"Yeah?" I close the current cabinet

"I need you to make me something. Infused with relaxed. Or maybe calm. Whatever works that moves my mind"

"Im not really comfortable-"

"You made me cookies before, how is this different?"

"I didn't use my quirk then"

He looked surprisingly shocked, "Not at all?"

"Of course not" I scoff, "What do you take me for? I used a kitchen aid. That way I wasn't physically making them or using my quirk"

"Well-...can you just make me something? Something before bed?"

I nod giving in. If he's calm at least that makes me feel less threatened. I made some food for the both of us and had no issues with casting my quirk.

After I ate I excused myself into the guest room for the night.

When I wake up I just about scream seeing Hawks in the doorway having knocked briefly before opening it.

Hawks isn't big like Endeavor and never has been but he's bulkier like this, his muscles more defined. I used to think of him more like a lanky bean boy. Golden retriever gamer boy body type if that makes sense. Though now he's built like a fucking God. He's tall and sculpted lean muscle with just enough muscle to not be overwhelming.

Its startling to wake up to someone entering you're foreign space but Hawks had other traits that also made it harder. His fingernails were blackened talons and when he spoke I could see fangs. His eyes had slit pupils that reflected light.

"Hey" he called lightly

"Hey?" I wave awkwardly sitting up

He came in slowly before kneeling by the bed, "Figured I'd wake you up" he mumbled

"Well...im up" this is really awkward

"Need help?"

"With what?"

He looked suddenly embarrassed, "I don't know, anything"

I threw my legs over the side of the bed but jump when hands were immediately on them, "Hawks!"

His hands rested on my outer thighs as he looked up at me with big eyes. He quickly slid his hands away, "Yeah?"

"No...no touching like that"

"Can you make breakfast?" He mumbled

"More relaxed?"

He nodded. I very quickly realised the pattern. I make his meals with my quirk and he calms down. Though its slowly having less of an affect.

Hawks POV

4 days. It's only been 4 days! The nights are the worst. The itch is worse and my brain is screaming at me.

'Mate. Mate. Mate'

I release the breath I was holding. Trying to get myself under control. During the day she'll sit with me or even in my arms if I make her but at night the separation is starting to kill me. As spring hits full swing I feel like a fucking monster.

Never have I felt like this. I am on edge. I can hear everything. I can smell everything. I can sense every forest animal around the cabin. I scared off most of them but some try to come back.

I keep trying to just deal with it. But I can't keep going like this! I feel like I'm getting torn apart. A hole is burning through my resolve with each passing minute before I finally try to relieve it but it doesn't seem to work.

I need help. And I only have one person to ask.

Readers POV

The usual knock woke me up but I looked to notice it's still the middle of the night, "What do you want hawks?"

"I need help" his voice wavered

"With what?"

"Let me...let me make you feel good" he mumbled

"What?" I raise a brow confused

"I can't keep going like this"

"What are you talking about Hawks?"

He kneeled at the edge of the bed and put his hands together to beg, "Please let me do something. Anything"

"Something of what? Anything of what?" Move more towards the edge confused by his begging

"Whatever you want. N- no sex I understand but if I could just taste you please"

My face got hot at that, "The hell, you pervert!"

"I know  I know, but I need something. Please!? I'll make it good I promise!"

Is he really-? He's delusional. Out of his mind. Even if I wanted it would be taking advantage of him! Or would he be taking advantage of me?

He whimpered, whimpered! "I can smell it...please. I won't stop until you tell me to"

Pervert coming into my room in the middle of the night wanting to tongue me down...but damnit it's so damn hard to say no.

I swing my legs to the edge and he was quick to get between.

"I...I don't think you're in your right mind" I mumble keeping him from trying at the buttons on my jeans

"I promise I am. I just...I have thought about this throughly for 2 days. Safe, sane, and consensual. I can guarantee 2 of those and right now is the sanest I've managed to be all day"

"That's...not promising" I frown

"Please, I'm begging you" he looked up at me pleadingly

Damnit. I will kick myself for this later but I'd rather kick myself for accepting than denying.

I unbuttoned my jeans and he helped slip them off. He hurriedly pulled my underwear with and I about shuddered feeling the cool air.

I looked hoping to meet his eyes but his eyes were glued to me. Please don't stare. That's embarrassing as fuck. He finally met my gaze and swallowed hard enough I could see his Adam's apple Bob.

"So, you're sure?" He mumbled trembling hands landing on my thighs

"As sure as I'll ever be"

His eyes went hooded as he adjusted himself. First was the light kisses peppering my inner thighs. Then those melted to sloppily placed one's with tongue working against the skin.

I leaned back on the bed trying to relax when a thumb gently started to rub at my clit. I do NOT want to think about those talons getting me.

I try to keep relaxed and not tense when a warm tongue replaced the thumb. I very quickly realised my mistake when he lightly sucked my clit into his mouth. He's not kidding around.

The way his tongue moves around is nothing compared to when it finally moves inside. I have never thought to call someone feral like this but it's my only word that comes to my mostly cotton mind.

His hand wrapped around my legs holding me down while he acted like a man starved. The noises were what really drew me to such a word. The slick lewd noises of his tongue and the grunts, groans, and literal growls he made all while doing it.

My hand found is way into his hair while the other found purchase in the sheet as my only grounding from everything.

His tongue lapped at me rubbing at my walls in every way until he found the exact spots that made me squirm and abused them. I thought despite that I could possibly hold out until his thumb returned to its post rubbing at my clit until I was a shaking mess.

When I got close I was suddenly met with his piercing gaze as he reached a hand to my chest. It only took a moment before I realized he was trying to get me to regulate my breathing. Once I was able to though he resumed at full force, forcing me over the edge.

The world blurred and it took a moment for me to come back to my fucking body. Whatever the hell he is doing that was by far the longest I've had. My legs shook as he lazily lapped at me hooded eyes looking heavy.

I went to pull him away but he growled glaring up at me as he flicked his tongue the exact right way to make me shake.

I tried to say his name but it was lost in my throat as his tongue worked me. The sensitivity was one thing but his precision is borderline deadly. I keen as he groans into me the vibration on his tongue enough to drive me insane.

He didn't lie about continuing until I said either. It took my 3rd orgasm and me telling him to stop for him to back off wiping his mouth with the back of his hand.

I could barely catch my breath when it was stolen from me once again. Though this time from borderline fear.

His eyes shined a bright orange tinged yellow in the darkness while he licked off his arm. His wings craned high looking ready to pounce.

"S-stay there" I cower

Though as nothing happens I look to see he hasn't moved a muscle. It's not until I meet his stare he raised a brow at me, "Scared again?"

I nod awkwardly. I want to feel bad but he's just so- so intimidating.

He sighed standing up before leaning over me. I flinch when his hands landed on each side of me, "Safe. Sane. Consensual. Don't judge me as a monster while I uphold that. You have no clue the restraint I have on myself currently"

He leaned closer grabbing my chin to keep my eyes on him, "We both know I can overpower you. Easily. I could have you stuffed so full of my cum you'd be dripping it every time you walked. My hormone-filled brain wants nothing more than that"

He released my chin with a sigh, "But above that, I want your approval. It's bad enough I forced you captive. I don't need to make it worse"

He simply got up and left at that. My legs still quaking and my brain filled with one too many lewd thoughts. What the hell have I gotten myself into?