Was this love? He was the first one to take her virginity and she was glad he did. He broke the kiss suckled on her right teat. She could feel her juices wet her thighs. He was so desirable that made her sink into him.

She wrapped her hands and tugged his hair when he licked the tip of her chest. She wanted to take care of this man, feed him her body and protect him. He licked the other breast, more sensitive than the first that caused a heavy sigh to leave her parted lips.

"Hawks..." she didn't know what was she going to say. "Shh..." he whispered in her ear. He pinned her by the wrists to the bed and straddled her. He attacked a sensitive spot on her neck. Her maternal desire to protect this man grew, holding him closer.

She arched her back pushing her chest in his, an insatiable lust for him. "Fuck, that's sexy" he breathed. She wanted to be that woman for him.

She was willing to except her new self without Zeke.

"Dabi would hate it if I told him that I enjoyed it all for myself." He tore away from her grip weakly tugging at his wrist.

He wore his shirt and pulled over khakis. Cindy reluctantly reached for her shoulder bag.

"Wait, we're not done yet" Those words made her more excited than ever.

"I want to brag a bit while Dabi's away." He pulled her by the wrist to the red velvet curtains. Exposed in public? "No..." She muttered

"It'll be fine, come on." He tugged at her harder. She hunched forward covering her body with the only free hand she had. She saw some elderly gentlemen eyeing her. It was irksome the way some groped her ass.

Hawks dropped her hand when he greeted a group of regulars of the club. Cindy now used both her hands to cover herself. His eyes drifted to hers when one of his associates snatched a glimpse of her. He held her wrists and broke her grip revealing her breasts exposed to the crowd of clubbers.

"Don't, ever" he fixed his gaze on her. Unable to break away from his grip, she felt so weak and helpless.

"No, I don't want them to assume their way with my body." She begged, fighting with her strength to cover up.

"Stop," Hawks was firm now. "There's only one natural in the party tonight. So, flaunt it." The words oddly meant so much to her. No one had ever complimented her this way before. She had always felt ashamed of exposing her naked body because everyone revolted the idea of it. She admired herself for a change.

She searched his eyes for reassurance, making her cheeks hot. Hawks smiled back. "If anyone ever lays a hand, give them a concussion." He winked. She walked gracefully close behind him, smiling at the folks ogling her. She had never thought of herself this way.

"Hey ladies, we're back." He greeted the other ladies gossiping on the couch. They all wore deep cut red A-line dresses. She was the only naked one in the party.

The ladies eyed her with disgust, unanimously scrutinizing her from head to toe. Her hands began to crawl back over her exposed parts.

"Don't," Hawks gave her a cold glare.

"They're eyeing me." She whispered.

"They're jealous." He replied.

"Make way ladies," He gestured them with his hand, shuffling Cindy beside him.

"Why are they eyeing us?" She muttered.

"Because they hate to see what's about to happen" He breathed. His lips came crashing down on her chest, suckling it.

"Stop, I won't be able to..." Cindy spoke, stifling a moan.

"Let it go, you're the queen" Was the last thing she heard before she gave into temptation.

She moaned loudly when he lightly bit her tip. The thrill that came with the excitement of being with her favorite man drove her wild. She felt like a fucking queen.

He beckoned her to sit on the table. She obeyed. With a swipe of his wing, the wine glasses crashed to floor demanding the attention of a crowd. He laid her on the table and spread her knees apart. He crawled over to her and lowered his head between her legs, locking his ombre eyes with her hazel ones. "May I, your highness?" his lips curved into a smirk.

Cindy nodded frantically, threw her head back on the table with her hands above her head. She felt his lips touch her moist center. He drank every drop of her juices while his tongue penetrated into her, reminding her of the emptiness where his dick was a while ago.

She arched her back by the arousal his tongue caused, making her a celebrity of her own show.

It was about time she fucking had her own place under the sun. She loved what he was doing to her and she loved how he encouraged her to flaunt her beauty. The crowd applauded, camera flashes going off occasionally. She didn't care, it was about time someone treated her right.

A moment later, he crawled over to her, his lips were inches away from hers. "Pleased, madamoiselle?" He looked into her eyes. Cindy nodded slowly. He smiled and held out a hand for her. The crowd cheered and whistled. She waved back at her audience. She had never received such attention before. Hawks showed her back to the small room. She wore back her casuals.

"Keep that," he pointed to a suitcase lying perfectly on the coffee table. When she popped open the clasp, her eyes grew noticing the large bundle of greens. "One and half million dollars, all yours" He smiled.

"I am not a prostitute!" Cindy barked.

"It's the least I can do, showgirl," he winked.

Atop the Empire State building, beneath thestarry sky, a new video was trending on Youtube. When Dabi decided to watch thevideo, he could only smile to himself. Blue flames erupted his phone to ashes.