Hawk X Reader ~ Cobra Kai | SMUT

Stranded (Part 2)

"What's wrong?", he asks suddenly loosening the grip he had on my arms. "It just feels good." I gasp finally having a chance to take a breath. Trying to reassure his questionable look I emphasize "like really good.". Locked in his eyes he gives me a short kiss, "I'm sorry I stopped.". He lets go of my arms with the new reassurance that I won't resist. "Help me feel good too." he takes my hand once again guiding it down to his perky member. I take it in my hand giving it a small tug making him wince. 

"No no, stop not like that. Let me teach you." he rounds my fingers softly around it putting my thumb over the top. "Now move your thumb lightly across the top.", I follow his directions slightly moving my thumb nuzzling the top. Feeling it grow larger I smile up at Hawk who was now the one with a face of embarrassment. Trying to concentrate on his reactions I move my thumb again pressing a little harder and slightly moving my hand down. His jaw drops releasing a gasp against my neck. I feel his hips thrusting into my hand in anticipation, "Faster." he pants moving his hips much quicker than before. I speed up my hand movement trying my best for the first time wishing I had more experience and wondering where he got his from. Watching his eyebrows clutch in pleasure I feel his hot liquid squirt on my hand.

He falls on top of me catching his breath. "That was so fucking great." he slowly moves his arms around me embracing me in a long hug. Rolling my eyes I start thinking about the fact that he's probably been with a bunch of girls. They all must have taught him the things he knows now. With this new resentment growing inside me I shove him to the point that he falls next to me. 

"What the fuck?"

Ignoring his new frame of mind I simply reply, "We have to head back or else they'll start assuming something." I start walking to camp, but he stops me by the waist pulling me into his warm embrace once again.

"So what, let them assume shit. What's with your new attitude? I thought you agreed to be my girl?"

"Yeah, what am I the tenth girl."

"Wait what. Where'd you get that idea fro-. Did fucking Miguel tell you that shit!?"

"Huh no I- it's just-" I can't work up the nerve to say it's because he seems experienced. It would just raise his ego even more if that's possible.

"Well, then who did?"

I elbow him hard in the stomach and run to the campsite. If I had stayed for even a second longer he'd have me gushing every single thought Id ever had about him. That would entail not only the fact that I'm jealous of all those other girls I've seen while stalking his Instagram but just the fact that I've stalked his Instagram at all. Hed knows that I've wanted to fuck him since the day we met and after a while caught feeling while watching him try so hard to make himself into who he wants to be; or at least who he wants to be seen as. I can't let him know that because then he'll know that all those times I pretended to be strong were a lie. Every time I greeted him in the dojo pretending I didn't care I was actually reminiscing his hellos every night when I went home and whether his pitch got deeper or not. I can't date him without being honest about my unlimited obsession with him and wanting him all to myself. The fact that I'm kind of glad the plane crashed.

When I find my way back to the campsite I see everyone in a line collecting tents so I join it. As soon as I join the line Miguel pulls me out of it, "Hey the pilot said everyone who collected the twigs together stays in the same tent.". I happily follow him to where I assume he put up the tent. Ah yes, nice and cool-headed Miguel. Why y/n, why couldn't you just like him. He's way easier to handle than freaking Hawk, but no I just had to fall for that hot-headed doofus. He takes me to what looks like a D.I.Y tent. "Is this it?" I try to ask nicely. "Look ok" He chuckles defensively, "I've never put up a tent before and the pilot's instructions weren't that clear.". I roll my eyes at him and get to work taking apart the disaster he created. Luckily my mom and I have gone on quite a few camping trips.