Moved To @hxnmas

“Fine… but just for a couple of months until she get her own place.”

Keigo has already run a background check on you before you even moved in, how you’re the daddy’s girl and how he takes care of all your needs— a spoiled brat is what you are. That’s why even when you’re more than old enough to get your own place, you never bothered to. It’s been a couple of months since you’ve moved in with the number two hero, his penthouse is way bigger than you’d have imagined and you honestly don’t see the rush in finding your own place when your stepbrother has so kindly taken you in.

Despite the multiple attempts Keigo had tried in hinting that he wants you out, they never worked. Even when the winged hero purposely leave doors open when he has guests over, screaming and moaning his name whilst the bed creaks. Of course, a hero like him would’ve noticed you by the door, eyes zoned in where his cock buried inside that women’s cunt before those fingers ghosts over your own clothed mount. Keigo could hear it through his feather, every small whisper of moan and whine that leave your lips. For a moment he wishes it is you that’s beneath him, wondering what you would taste like and how your tiny cunt would feel around him.

“You realise how thin these walls are right?” You can still remember the day when Keigo caught the sight of your fingers buried deep inside your dripping cunt whilst moaning his name like small prayers, so close to orgasm yet so far. “P-Pervert! S-Shut the door!” Maybe you did want him to catch you, that’s why the moans that left your lips were louder than usual. Maybe that’s why you widen your thighs to give him a clearer view, “So I can hear you jerk off whilst I’m trying to sleep? No, I don’t think so.” Later that night, you fell unconscious after god knows how many orgasms Keigo managed to pull from your abused clit. Earning a chuckle and kiss to the forehead from him, “Seems like it isn’t all bad after all.”

You’ve grown to recognise the way his wings drags across the floor when Keigo works overtime, slamming the door and making his way down the hallway with little care to none. “Tough time at work huh?” You mused, leaning against the marble counter with a cup of warm milk in your hands whilst the sun have long set and still, you can’t seem to fall asleep alone in this home.

“Just don’t.” Keigo groans with a roll of his eyes, he had made it obvious that you’re not welcome here since the beginning and the reason he’s only doing this is because of his mother. “Just trying to cheer you up a little, it doesn’t look good on you— that grumpy face.” During your time here, you tried to keep your distance but something about the winged hero continue to draws you closer rather than further… maybe a little too close.

It wasn’t as if the two of you are blood-related by any chance, it would’ve been stupid if you do not sleep with the number two hero when he is right within reaching distance after crushing on him for so long. “If you’re goin’ to be a smart ass with me, might as well put that mouth into better use.”

Those words alone send shivers down your back, eyes glancing at him up and down whilst Keigo make his way effortlessly towards the sofa with his legs already spread. Jacket have long been discarded ever since he entered the apartment, you couldn’t help but gulp with a faint blush across your cheeks. Taking another quick sip before finally making your way towards the winged hero, whose arms rests atop on the back of the sofa and head tilts back, eyes flutter close. You hate how in zen Keigo looks, defenceless as if to say he knows you wouldn’t dare to do anything reckless— you simply don’t have the guts to.

“C’mon, I don’t have all night. I’m tired, want to shower and sleep.”

As soon as those golden hues opens and catch yours, it felt like your heart stopped but you’d never admit the way he makes you feel. “You want this, don’t you? I can your drooling.” Keigo wasn’t wrong, when he finally unbuckled his trousers and let that throbbing cock jolt awake, you can’t help yourself but stare. “S-Shut up, that’s not true.” Not once did those golden eyes leave you, watching like a predator until you finally settle between his thighs and a smirk tugs at the hero’s lips. “And yet, here you are. So desperate to get a taste of my cock, could’ve just walked away but you can’t can you?”

No, you couldn’t. Even when you desperately try, as if you are addicted to the taste of Hawk’s— the number two hero’s cock. It certainly didn’t take long before your lips are finally wrapped around him, maybe even less time in comparison to before. Slurping, nibbling and suckling. A low chuckle and hiss rumble at Keigo’s chest, head falling back against the sofa in bliss when he finally feels your warmth tight mouth around him. This is what he had been looking forward to all day, “Oh fuck… Mhn… that’s it…”

The winged hero coos, one hand find leverage between your hair whilst his hips buckles out of sync with your movement on purpose. Grinning at the gagging and gurgling sound that echos, tears staining as you pull away for a breath. Thumb stroking against your swollen lips, forcing them open before Keigo press down against your tongue. “That’s no use for a slut, what have I told you about pulling away, get back to it.” His words are harsh but so are his eyes, glistening in the dark as he forces you all the way down again until your nose brushes against this pelvis— until you’re swallowing around him and tapping against his thigh desperately for air.

“That’s more like it.”

This went on for more than you bargained for, mind foggy and throat sore. Keigo has practically been using your mouth as a fleshlight for the past hour, cumming again and again until your stomach begins to feel full. “W-What? Tired already…?” He murmurs, dazed eyes locking with yours before running a thumb against those swollen lips. “Oh, baby girl— we’re just getting started.”