ririiii ♡

keigo's hands are wet with sweat as he flies through the sky, the argument that the two of you had last night was still playing in his head like a broken cassette tape on loop. each word you said slicing through his confidence like a knife.

"you're not even a hero to save people. you're a hero because you were given no other choice!"

"and now you have person that actually loves you, you don't know what to do."

his wings flutter, causing him to swerve right and be millimetres away from face planting a building. for a split second he debates not changing his path, he debates colliding with the building and risking injuring his perfect, charming face in hopes that you'd forgive him. that you'd take back those nasty words you spat in anger last night.

the buzz of his phone in his pocket is the only thing that prevents him from flying into the cold concrete his sword almost falls out of his hands as he dodges the building, golden eyes welling with a fresh set of tears yet he doesn't let them fall. his wings are starting to ache ever so slightly from all the flying patrol had him doing, the sun slowly hiding behind the horizon.

his phone continues to buzz, his sensitive wings picking up on the disruption and apprehension of the public. keigo's golden eyes scan the area before he's finally able to plan his landing and act as the pretend hero he was. he scoffs, his scuffed boots landing against the concrete before he was storming into the building to capture which ever lame villain decided to piss him off today.

the sight of the station sends him plummeting back to the time he was last here. with his mom.

"keigo.. if you're really your father's child you should be able to get us some damned money. use those wings of yours and be useful!". her words swarm through his brain as he storms the entrance to the train station once again for the first time in over 10 years.

"hawks is here!" a random woman screams, a few girls screaming in awe at the sight of their favourite (and most handsome) hero being in front of them. keigo flashes a wink in attempts to keep up his usually flirty person as he sends his feathers out to guide the citizens away from the trouble.

capturing the villain is almost too easy, civilians cheering and clapping, holding out books for him to sign along with other memorabilia of himself. "one at a time ladies," the smirk sends them screaming yet again, books being tossed into the sky along with a few bras - women did anything for his attention.

the local officer taps keigo on the back, muttering about how he was free to leave the scene now that the villain had been captured there was no need for him to hang around anymore. with his signature wink, he takes to the sky once again, his red wings spanning the sky as he roams around.

keigo has no idea where he's going, considering his time on patrol was up, he was free to go wherever. well that's half lie. he knows where he wants to go but he knows he cant go there. he knows that going home is out of the picture because you were still mad at him. you still wanted him to apologise for what he had done which he wasn't even sure what he had done wrong. and yet, despite knowing he couldn't return home, he does. combat boots landing on the edge of the balcony.

golden eyes lock onto your body in an instant, prancing around the apartment in nothing else but his shirt and some fluffy socks with a k embroidered into them. the ones you had bought him on his birthday last year.

"baby," his voice is soft yet rough around the edges, prickly shell returning at the memory of last night. you screaming at him and him screaming back. feathers ruffled, scent soured, it was a mess. "what am i gonna do with you," keigo sighs, digging through his pocket to find his cigarette, lighting it and taking a much deserved drag.

his eyes stalk you like a hawk, watching every little move of your body as you say your hips to whatever music you had playing on the speakers in the apartment you shared. your ass jiggles, feet planted against the floor as you grip onto the counter top the way you usually did when keigo was pounding you from behind.

"dirty little bird," smoke spews out of keigo's mouth as he moves the cigarette away from his mouth, holding it by his side. his eyes are mesmerised by your ass, trailing up to your chest before you seize all movement and plop down on the couch with a bowl of popcorn. "such an attention seeker, showing off what's mine," his eyes land on the hickeys he had left on your inner thighs, only visible since his shirt was now bunched around your stomach.

your fingers trail down your stomach, moving towards your pussy. keigo wouldn't be back for at least another hour, you hoped so anyway, ever since the argument you had last night he was bound to come home later in attempts to avoid admitting that he was wrong.

your middle and index finger trial up and down your slit, teasing yourself the same way your boyfriend would. you let out a soft huff, legs spread in the butterfly position, fingers rubbing gently at your clit. “f-fuck you keigo.” your head tilts back in pleasure, “couldn’t just communicate like-like a normal guy,”

keigo’s wings flap in annoyance as he watches you please yourself from the balcony, tugging his bottom lip between his teeth. “i did,” his argument falls on deaf ears as you’re too busy touching yourself (and there was a huge wedge of glass separating you). “you just don’t listen dove, do what you want whenever the fuck you want.”

his mouth fills with drool, if concentrated hard enough he could still taste you on his tongue. his cock twitches in his pants, desperate for attention, desperate to feel his pretty mates hands all over him.

keigo's eyes widen when he watches you lift the foot of the sofa up to reveal the extra blankets for the winter. you drop to your knees, rummaging through the blankets until you pull out a black travel bag. "what the fuck," the cigarette hangs from his lips as you unbox the contents of the bag: lube, a vibrator, and a fucking dildo.

keigo snarls, feathers puffed up in annoyance. how could you own such things when you had a perfectly good boyfriend who was willing to fuck you whenever! he slips off the railing, heavy boots thumping against the wooden tiles you had put on the balcony before slamming the glass door open.

the sight is so much more unbearable when up close, your legs spread so delightfully as you spread lube all over the dildo which clearly looked a lot smaller than him - maybe you had bought it before you were dating and snuck it in that stupid bag when moving in.

"k-keigs," your eyes widen, lube covered hand coming down to cover your weeping cunt in embarrassment that you had been caught but your prickly attitude returns with in seconds. "why are you home so fucking early? piss off," you grab the blanket from the back of the sofa, chucking it over your exposed legs.

"don't be shy now dove, was enjoyin' the show," hawks stalks through the apartment like a predator ready to devour his prey. "don't stop just because 'm here, keep goin'," he grabs one of the bar stools from the kitchen, spinning it around so it was facing the living room and sitting down on it backwards. he rests his arms on top of the cool leather, placing his chin on top of them.

"fuck off, i was enjoying myself," you kick the blanket off, every ounce of shame in your body being replaced by the anger from the pervious night. "not my fault my boyfriend is shit and can't give me an orgasm," you rub the tip of the clear dildo up and down your slit before slowly pushing it in. you mewl, toes curling at the stretch of something so big compared to your fingers, and keigo's.

"that's not fucking true!" keigo grits his teeth, eyes narrowing in annoyance. it was an accident, the both of you knew that keigo was just too tired after his mission and had fallen asleep before he could make sure you had came.

the two of you had only been saying goodnight, giving each other goodnight kisses before it turned into a heated make out with you grinding against his cock. you tugged and scratched at the base of his wings, playing unfair, which in return made him cum 10x faster than it usually would. which then left you needy and desperate with a boyfriend that was too spent to do anything.

keigo's fists clench in anger, breathing heavily as he watches you take the dildo deeper. "it wasn't my fault, you played dirty and you know it," keigo digs his vape out of his pocket, watching you slowly take the toy deeper and deeper until the fake balls were resting against your ass. his boots hit the floor with a heavy thud as he stands up from the bar stool.

his wings twitch behind him as he walks over to you, towering over your body. he leans down, lips brushing against your ear as he speaks: "you think that little piece of plastic can do it better than me?" his voice is a low, and hot against the shell of your ear. the scent of cherry and raspberry faint on his breath.

your eyebrows scrunch up, one hand pushing at his chest to try and get him to move out of the way but before you can even register his movement, he's kneeling right in front of you, fingers snapping out to wrap around your wrist and yank the dildo away from your slick folds.

you gasp at the sudden loss of friction, your back arching against the cushions of the couch. "give that back, you asshole! i was right in the middle of—"

"you were in the middle of being a stubborn brat," keigo interrupts, tossing the toy across the room where it clatters against the far wall. his feathers wings expand, shielding you from getting up and retrieving the shitty piece of plastic.

he doesn't waste another second. shoving your knees further apart, he crawls into your space, pressing his chest against yours. his hands grip your hips with bruising force, fingers digging into your skin right over the hickeys he left days ago.

"you want an orgasm so bad?" he breathes against your lips, his cigarette-tainted breath ghosting over your mouth before he captures your lips in a rough kiss that spoke more words than keigo could ever bring himself to. his tongue runs across your bottom lip, fingers sliding up the shirt you were wearing to pluck at your nipple.

you moan into the kiss, giving him full access to your mouth. his warm tongue lapping up the last of the leftovers you ate for dinner, mixing with the sweet taste of his vape and the bitterness of his cigarette. when he finally pulls back, a web of saliva connects your mouths. his eyes hold a predatory glint, the metal ball on his tongue running across his bottom lip as he looks at your dripping cunt.

"look at me," he commands, his voice dropping into that raspy, commanding tone that always made your knees weak, argument or no argument. he doesn't wait for your permission. ducking his head down until he's face to face with your pretty cunt.

keigo runs the pretty ruby coloured metal ball across your clit, the cold metal watching you squirm. "watch me eat this pretty pussy till you cum all over my face." he holds your thighs apart, lapping at you sweet slick like a damn lollipop before letting his tongue slip inside of you.

"you coulda just-just said you didn't wanna fuck before bed," you tangle a hand in his hair, keeping him pressed into your cunt. "coulda just went to sleep instead of-of dry humping," you grind against his face, two of his thick fingers sliding inside of you. you grunt in annoyance, annoyed because he did know how to please you.

keigo just hums into your pussy, sending two of his feathers to slide up your shirt and play with your breasts - pinching and tickling your nipples. your back arches off the sofa, heels digging into the plush surface.

"gonna cum already?" keigo looks up at you through his hooded eyes, mouth and nose covered in your slick. you scoff, forcing his face back into your cunt, muttering about how he needed to keep working rather than being a dick head.

"gonna-gonna cum, f-fuck!- what the fuck?" you groan as he pulls away from your soaked core, puffy pussy lips glistening in the dim light of the sun offered through the large windows. "keep going i was so close you bastard!"

he grabs you by the arm, pulling you up onto your feet and taking you to the balcony of your apartment. "keigo i'm not playing your stupid games, finish eat me out or get the fuck out and let me fuck another dude-" you're cut off by his kiss swollen lips smashing into yours for the second time that night. he tugs his shirt off, briefly disconnecting your lips before lapping at the inside of your mouth again.

"you said i spend too much time playing pretend. being a shitty hero and a shitty boyfriend. said i don't show you off enough," keigo flips you over, your hands gripping the railing so tight that your knuckles turn white. "gonna put on a real show up here, aren't we dove? everyone will know you're my girl. that the number two hero is taken."

you moan at the words, "but you won't even fuck me! you said we have to wait," you tilt your head back, blown out pupils looking into golden irises.

"fuck that bullshit," keigo practically rips his combat trousers off along with his underwear as he continues to kiss your neck. "need to prove that my cock's better than that shitty plastic you've been using."

you mewl, looking over your shoulder and your jaw drops at the sight of your boyfriend's cock. thick, long, veiny, everything you could ever ask for. right there in front of you. something he had been hiding for the entire of your relationship. sure you had felt how big it was when grinding against him but seeing it? a whole different story.

"that's- that's not fucking fitting inside of me," your legs shut on reflex but keigo is quick to open them back up by kicking your ankles with his foot.

"yes it will, ill make it fit," he rubs his tip across your dripping slit, his feathers retrieving the lube you had earlier. he empties the entire travel sized bottle out on his cock, watching it drip down onto his balls and soak into the small tuft of blonde hair at his base.

he positions himself right at your weeping entrance, the tip brushing against your sensitive clit, making you whimper.

"say it," keigo demands, holding his ground, refusing to push in until you break. "say that my cock is the only one you want, dove."

"want it keigs," you shake your ass, feeling his tip almost slip inside of you, "only want your cock," you almost scream when his thick tip finally does slip inside of you, far bigger than your shitty little dildo. "holy fucking shit!"

your nails scrape across the metal railing, leaving tiny scratch marks that would hold the memory of the first time of you taking your boyfriend's monster cock. his left arm hooks around your neck, his tattoo sleeve being the only thing you could see as he forces the other inches inside of you.

"so fuckin tight, sucking me in so well. made for this." he forces two of his fingers into your mouth, pressing them against your tongue before prodding at the back of your throat. "keep quiet sweetheart, don't want everyone to see me fucking you do you?" he slams the rest of his length inside of you, teeth clamping down on his fingers.

keigo chuckles, "cute," before pulling his cock all the way out and slamming right back in. your body goes limp as keigo fucks you so rough you're convinced you'd fly over the railing. the sound his heavy balls slapping against your puffy clit.

he moves his fingers from your mouth, using both his thumbs to spread your ass cheeks apart, wet fingers prodding at your tight hole. "winkin at me, like it wants me to fuck it," keigo smirks, "is that true baby girl? you want me to fuck your ass too?"

your brain is complete mush, the only thought running through your mind was how good keigo's dick felt stretching you out. his wet finger slowly pushes into your ass and you finally lose control.

loud moans rip from your chest, echoing against the other apartment complexes in the area. each and every one of your holes being defiled by your filthy boyfriend. "kei-kei fuck, fuck fuck!" you drool, tongue hanging out of your mouth.

"already so cock drunk on my cock," keigo sighs, his free hand landing a hard spank to you jiggling ass cheeks. "does my cock feel good? tell them how good my cock feels."

he forces your face to look down, watching the people of tokyo walk the streets unknowing that their favourite hero was fucking his girl dumb on their balcony. "feels so good daddy- so fucking good. need to-need to cum!"

"daddy?" keigo cocks an eyebrow, "filthy little thing aren't you dove." you can only mewl in response, feeling his spit land on your puckered hole so he could slide another finger inside.

"gonna cum on daddy's dick? gonna make a mess pretty girl?" keigo bites the shell of your ear and you nod before screaming. gushes of your release splattering against the glass panels of the balcony, legs shaking. keigo soon follows suit, stuffing his dick so deep your stomach bulges with his cum.

your body trembles, the cold wind making you curl up against the metal railing. he's quick to scoop you up, cradling you close to his chest. "see why i said we need to wait to fuck?" keigo presses a soft kiss to the tip of your nose as he carries you inside and towards the shower, cock still deep inside of you.

you hum, hiding your face in his chest. "im sorry for being so mean. just got jealous," you yawn, rubbing your eyes sleepily. "love you, even though you're a dickhead."

"i love you more baby, now lets shower hm? you're covered in cum."