#hawks lemon

Hawks gently traced your thigh, watching the shivers run up and down your skin. You were so warm and soft under his touch as he laid layers and layers of kisses up and down your neck. Your scent addictive as his lips travelled further south, eager to taste the skin of your thighs. His fingers slowly slipping between your legs as you moaned softly for him.

Every small moan and whimper ruffled his feathers as his wings began to puff up, caging your small frame below him. They blocked out the rest of the world, because all that mattered to him right now was you.

Keigo loved watching your cute expressions in your sleep. A particularly lustful moan made his blood hot. How much pleasure could you take before you awoke from your dreams? How much he wondered because as much as he wanted to please you, work had been stressful, and he just wanted to be with you.

He nuzzled his face against your inner thigh, the soft whiskers electric as you twitched. His skilled fingers worked alongside your slick, stroking back and forth, tantalisingly slow against your hidden spot.

You hadn’t quite stirred yet, but something felt euphoric between your legs as your walls tried to clench on tighter. You needed more. His fingers slipped out easily, strings of your wetness coating each digit as he licked himself clean.

Your breathing had turned shallow as you sleepily awoke to watch Keigo suck his fingers clean. A devilish smirk upon his face as he watched his sleeping beauty awaken.

“Good morning beautiful.” He continued to play around with you, fingers tracing delicate circles back and forth as you tried your best to explain to him that dinner was in the fridge, you had made his favourite meal-

“But dinner’s right here.” His voice deep and husky as he slowly licked up your slick. He teased you, cleaning everywhere except the little pearl between your folds. You felt him smirk as you bucked your hips into him. “My baby bird’s so eager…”

Keigo wanted to reward you for your patience, for your devotion, and for your love. You shivered as he lovingly savoured your taste, dining like a man starved. You were so delicious and warm under his touches as he buried his face nose deep. “Cry out my name for me, my pretty little songbird.”

You were a whimpering begging mess by the time he had finished his starter. Every breath another sharp jolt of pleasure as he sucked and licked. Your thighs clamped down on his golden locks, encouraging him to continue.

Pleasure turned to pain to pleasure as he tore orgasm after orgasm out of your quivering body. His feathers traced your thighs back and forth, the soft sensation combined with his fingers gripping into the flesh of your thighs, combined with his tongue never failed drown you in ecstasy.

He left his marks all over your body. Claiming your body undeniably as his as he finally let you catch your breath. Kissing each mark along your thigh with such gentleness as if he hadn’t just sent your soul to the swirling galaxies and back. “My beautiful lovebird…” He mumbled between kisses. “Such a good girl for me.” His golden gaze locked you in place before he dipped back down for dessert.

“Hum me a song with those sweet moans of yours.” You didn’t ending up sleeping for the rest of the night.

Your heart starts to beat a little faster when you reach the elevators, a mixture of nerves and excitement raising your heart rate. Hawks steps into the elevator after you, his body facing yours and his eyes never leaving you. Already feeling in control you keep your eyes forward, waiting patiently for the doors to close. The right side of your lips involuntarily curl into a smirk.

The doors have barely closed before he’s caging you in, both hands on either side of your face. He leans in to kiss you but you stop him, placing a hand on his chest and lightly holding him back.

“Not yet.” You whisper, your mouth almost touching his as you pull away from him, “Wait.”

He lets his hands fall, eyeing you with his eyebrows cinched. He contemplates taking what he wants, but curiosity gets the best of him and decides to be patient.

Once you’ve reached the desired floor you lead him out and towards the locker rooms. Inside there’s lockers to your right and a floor to ceiling mirror on the wall in front of you. Dropping his hand you walk backwards a few paces, letting his eyes roam your body. Your confidence builds and your headspace starts to change once you catch the hunger in those beautiful golden eyes. You stand in the middle of the room, just a couple feet from the mirror and crook a finger at him, beckoning him to you. A smile dances across his face as he saunters towards you, one of his eyebrows raised. The hero stops about an arms length away and awaits your command.

Slowly you start to unbutton your blouse, taking your time on each button. You reach the last button where your blouse is tucked into your pencil skirt and pull it open to reveal a black and gold floral lace bra underneath. Turning, you face the mirror to look at him through the reflection.

“Do you remember how to address me?” You say as you adjust your bra in the mirror, head falling to the side.

Hawks’ wing flutter once behind him as he tries to contain his excitement. “Yes mistress.”

You hum, closing your eyes and rolling your neck. The name has you buzzing with dominance. You turn to face him once more.

“Hands.” Holding out your hands you ask for his and he places them in yours. You start to remove his gloves, one finger at a time. His eyes never leave yours, pupils beginning to dilate with arousal. After the first glove is off you toss it to the side and begin on the other. When his hands are free he tries to lace his fingers between yours, but you stop him and gently place his hands by his sides.

“No touching my pet, understood?” You croon as you step even closer to him.

“Yes mistress.” His voice is raspy and a bit strained. You watch his adams apple bob as he gulps, resisting the urge to touch you.

You lean in and press your lips against the pulse point on his neck and run your hands up his chest to feel his heart beat. Its racing, you contain a giggle.

“You’ve been so good, my sweet pet.” You purr, placing feather light kisses along his neck and jawline. “Mistress is going to reward you.”

You slide your hands down to his belt, undoing it before pulling the zipper of his pants down. You bend down to slide his pants and boxer briefs down just enough to free the part of him you need. Straightening up you place a hand on his abdomen, tracing the grooves of his toned abs. You take your time moving your touch closer to where he wants it, watching his lips part to let little gasps escape. His breath hitches when he feels your hand close around his now fully erect member, bucking his hips into your hand.

You look down to admire his girth in your hand before you start to stroke his shaft. He drops his head to rest his forehead against yours, closing his eyes. Whimpering and panting in pleasure.

“Ah, ah, ah.. eyes on me.” You grab his chin and pull his face away from yours just enough to gaze into his eyes as you continue your work on him.

“Does that feel good?” You start to move your hand faster, your other hand leaving his chin to lightly grasp his neck. You know he’s feeling good, but you want to hear him say it.

“Y-yess m-mistress. S-so fucking g-good.” He can barely speak properly, his wings expanding as his orgasm approaches. The sight has you groaning, pulling your lip between your teeth.

He keeps his hands at his side, balling them into fist. You quicken your movements and lean in to kiss him, letting him close his eyes for the moment. His breathing is heavy and you take advantage of his open mouth, pushing your tongue under his and lightly sucking on the hot wet muscle. He groans into your mouth, eyes rolling into the back of his head.

His hips are now humping into your hand, you barely need to move at all. You release his tongue and grab his face, making sure his attention it on you once more.

“Are you about to cum?” Your breathing is getting heavier now, you’re high on the feeling of control you have over the number two hero.

“Yes mistress.” He whispers between pants, trying hard to keep his eyes locked on yours.

“Take over.” He grasps his length in his hand as you step around him, watching him finish himself off in the mirror. He keeps his eyes on you and bites his lip, working himself to climax. You look down at his length right as he cums, following his load with your eyes as it lands on the mirror across from you.

“What a good pet.” You hum in his ear, your hand finding the base of his wing and squeezing. He shutters with overstimulation.

“But, you’ve made a mess. What do we do when we make a mess?” Stepping away you look expectantly at the golden haired man, crossing your arms in front of you.

His breathing starts to slow and he looks down, a laugh escaping his mouth. He pulls up his pants as he looks at you through his lashes and zips up his fly, a cocky smirk on his face.

You begin to wonder if you’ve taken it too far until he walks over to the mirror. Slowly his fingers gather his cum from the glass. Your eyes widen and your arms drop to your sides as he walks up to you, holding his cum covered fingers in front of your face. Leaning in close he takes his fingers into his mouth, humming as he tastes his own load.

Mesmerized, you can’t help but let out a quiet “Fuck..” before blinking and covering yourself back up. Hawks chuckles and grabs your face in his hands, kissing your forehead.

“How did I do?” Feeling a bit self-conscious you let the question slip out. He rests his forehead against yours again and you close your eyes, waiting for his critique.

“You did perfect... mistress.” He says with a cocky smile before pulling you into a kiss.

So imagine the rapid beating of his heart as you show up to Endeavor’s birthday party at his hero agency with Rumi in tow. He’s making his way to speak to you now, but people keep pulling him away and he loses sight of you for basically the whole night. It’s a cat and mouse chase, but this time, the mouse doesn’t even know she’s prey.

That is, until the night winds down. Endeavor has gone home, allowing Hawks to take full reign over the party. Most of the partygoers have gone home, a little too tired and a little too drunk for Keigo’s shenanigans. It’s about a good handful left, about twenty or so heroes and sidekicks alike sitting on the dance floor, passing around a pre-rolled blunt.

That’s when you feel it. That’s when you feel the sharp stares. You look up and lock eyes with the winged-hero. He smirks back at you, exhaling the puff of smoke before passing the blunt over to his friend. His eyes don’t leave you for a second, and after a while it’s intense-- the staring match you two have going on. With a blush, you break his gaze and look down in your lap.

You have to admit, you’ve noticed him, too. It’s kinda hard not to. His confidence radiates off him in waves. The way he spoke, the way he carried himself, the way he /smelled/ always had you clenching your thighs together in his presence. Way too nervous to talk to him yourself, you’d always tell Rumi about “how hot your friend is”. And if you had a few drinks in you, you’d admit shamelessly that you buried your fingers into yourself to the thought of him burying his cock in you and never leave. You’d be lying if you said you never thought about his cock entering every one of your 8-

“Hawks! Quit staring at Y/N like that, you’re freaking her out!” Rumi cuts in, making you blink in shock. You look back up at him, seeing him finally looking somewhere but in your direction. His focus was now on your white-haired friend.

“I didn’t do anything!” He laughs and your partner rolls her eyes. She’s noticed the sexual tension between you two for months now. That’s the whole reason she dragged you to this party. Your breath hitches as Hawks makes eye contact with you again. “You don’t mind, right, kid?”

Your voice is caught in your throat, and you’re screaming on the inside, wanting nothing more than to jump his bones in front of everyone. Instead, you clench your thighs again and timidly shake your head.

Keigo leaves you alone after that, he’s scared you’re gonna pass out from how red you are. But about an hour later, you’re on cloud 9, riding an absolutely amazing high as you walk over to the snack table. The music is loud and it helps your swaying a little bit as you fill your plate with chocolate pretzels.

You turn your back to the table, watching the rest of the partygoers deal with their highs in different ways. Nicki Minaj is playing, and Rumi is a little too turnt right now, having pregamed before you both even arrived. You munch on your snack as you try not to obnoxiously laugh at her twerking.

“I never knew you had fangs.” You gasp at the intruding voice. Looking over your shoulder is Hawks, smirking over at you as he mirrors your actions of leaning against the snack table.

“O-oh uh, yeah! I usually hide them though. Kinda scary looking” You chuckle nervously. You’re thanking the universe for the loud music, because you’re almost certain he would hear your hammering heart beat without it.

“I mean, I can see the scary part, but I think they’re more sexy than anything.” You nearly choke on half a pretzel as you look up at him. His pupils are dilated, hair ruffled as he runs his large hands through the tousled curls. You struggle to answer, at a loss for words and unsure of how to respond when the sexy number two hero is flirting with you.

You were not prepared for this.

“I’m honestly surprised you stayed this long,” Keigo admits, and you scoff in protest as he steals a couple pretzels from your plate. He reaches down, his lips brushing your ear as he huskily whispers, “But I’m so glad you did”.

Wetness pools in between your thighs and your heart nearly stops at the feeling of his lips pecking the skin underneath your ear. You watch in amazment as he saunters off, a sly look over his shoulder, the game of cat and mouse resumes.

Your plate of pretzels is forgotten on the table, someone else with the munchies will find solace in it. No, that’s not the snack you’re focused on, the one who’s got your attention is not so slyly inviting you to join him in your office. After making sure no one was watching, you follow him, heels clicking on the floor under the sound of the loud music.

You make your way there, knocking before entering the dark room. “Hawks?” You call out when you see the room is empty.

“Hey there, kid.” You jump, looking behind you seeing his sitting in his chair. He dramatically turns around, wings outstretched.

“Why are you in the dark?” You laugh, closing the door behind you. You search for a light switch on the wall, but out of nowhere a feather zoom’s passed you and flicks on the light.

The sight before you has you nearly moaning aloud. His legs are opened as he leans back in his chair. The buttons on his shirt are undone about halfway, a path of blond hairs peaking through the material. Your eyes travel lower, widening slightly at the slight bulge in his pants. Without saying anything, his eyes beckon you to come closer.

You do.

You make your way to him slowly, swaying your hips, your mind almost on autopilot. He sits up as you get closer, licking his lips. You hike your dress up a little higher, making sitting yourself on his lap a little easier. Hands find purchase on your waist quickly.

“Hi.” You say softly, the gaze under his eyes a bit intense.

“Hi, baby” He says back equally as softly. He rubs his thumbs through the fabric of your dress, as he licks his lips again. He leans in a little closer, your noses touching. The ends of his hair tickles your eyes. “Can I kiss you?”

“Mhmm” you hum, hands moving from his chest to his hair, yanking him closer. He grunts, lips smashing together noisily.

His hands move from your waist down to your thighs, rubbing circles with his warm hands and effectively pushing your dress up even higher. His lips disconnect from yours, a string of spit following before it snaps. He chuckles at the dazed look you have, before dipping his head down to kiss down your neck and chest. He nips and nibbles, biting and sucking into the skin that will definitely be a bitch to cover in the morning. You push his head closer, whimpering and biting your lip.

The last thing you need is for someone to come in right now.

You gasp as you feel his fingers brush against your panties. He notices this, and chuckles darkly into your sensitive skin. “That feel good, baby?” He feels you nod and hears a faint moan escape you lips. “Turn around for me”

You shuffle and stand up, turning around for him as he stands up. You hear him walk over to the door and look up as he unlocks it. “We’re gonna be here a while” He admits before walking over to you. As she sits back in his seat, you shake your ass a little for him, enticing him to continue your little game.

He chuckles but doesn’t move, you look back at him, seeing him palming himself through his jeans. Your eyes are hooded now, and you’re almost certain he can see the wet patch forming on your underwear.

Out of your sight, a feather moves from his back and moves to your clothed heat. The tip of the feather lightly brushes over your clit making you gasp and jerk into his desk. “Wha-what is that?”

“One of my feathers” He says, voice strained as he palms himself a little harder. “Gonna get you nice and wet for me”

You moan out, the feather pressing into your swollen bud a little more. “Keigo please~” You whimper out, nails scratching against the mahogany wood.

“‘Please what’, pretty girl, use your words.”

“I need you, I want you!”

“Want me to what? You can do better than that, kid, come on”

“Fuck!” You groan out before sighing. “I want your tongue, want you to tongue fuck me.”

“Yeah, is that what baby wants?”

“Mhmm” you look back at him, making your eyes as sultry as you can, pushing your ass back into his face. His feather moves to the waistband of your panties, followed by a second one and they push the soft fabric all the way down to the floor.

Hawks scoots further in his chair, staring at your juicy lips in front of him. He runs a finger in between your lips, collecting the moisture before bringing it to his mouth for a taste. “Fuck,” he curses. “No way you’re this wet just for me, baby? This all for me?”

“Yes! All for you Hawks, only you, just please!”

“Calm down baby, I got you”

Your dress is pushed up even more by his hands as he explores the expanse of your ass. He squeezes the flesh and spreads your cheeks apart. You gasp, feeling his hot breath on your pussy before his lips press to your puffy lips. He softly kisses it before mumbling “Itadakimasu”.

You lurch forward upon feeling his tongue connecting with your lips. He’s sloppy, running his tongue everywhere slowly, moaning into your skin. “Oh shit, yes!” He smirks, flicking his tongue back and forth on your clit before sucking it into his mouth.

You’re squealing, your arms wobbling and almost giving out. His name falls off your lips in a prayer as you feel yourself pushing closer and closer off the precipice. “Kei, Kei I’m gonna cum!” You whine, your legs threatening to close but you feel two feathers pushing them out further.

“That’s it kid, cum on my face” He sits back in his chair, one hand inserting a single finger into your heart as his other frees his hardened cock from the confinement of his jeans.

He’s kissing the expanse of your ass, nipping a small hickey into the skin before going back to your dripping pussy. His tongue pushes into you, reaching as far as it can before you’re screaming into your forearm. Your walls clench around his tongue, your body jerking and shaking as you coming over him. He groans, pulling back and wiping his mouth off with the back of his hand.

“Ready for this cock, baby?” He stands, the chair rolling off into the corner of the room. You hear the buckle of his belt and jeans hit the floor and the soft, wet sounds of him pumping his cock.

“Yes, please, fuck me~” You’re sensitive, so sensitive and your eyes are drooping but fuck you’ve been waiting for this for so long.

His cockhead, red and angry, gathers wetness throughout your folds. He spreads your wetness around his tip before lining up with your entrance. Hands find themselves on your hips, gripping them tightly before he bottoms out into you.

“F-fuck!” He curses, feeling your warm, wet walls inviting him in. A squeal escapes from you as he pulls out and pushes in. He gives you absolutely no time to adjust before he’s slapping into you at a rough pace, his hands sure to add to the numerous bruises on your body.

“You’re taking me so well, baby, look at you.” He curses at the sight of his dick disappearing into you repeatedly. The sounds of skin slapping, mixed with moan and whimpers have you gushing and making the lewdest noises.

His hand runs up the expanse of your back before reaching in front of you and connect with your neck. “You’re gonna cum on my cock? Huh? Gonna come all over my dick, aren’t you baby?” You whimper, unable to answer as you bite your lip to stop from screaming.

“Answer me!” He snaps, his hand slapping down on your ass to quick for you to register. You scream, nails grabbing the edge of the desk.

“Yes! Yes! I’m gonna cum! All over your dick. You-you’re gonna make me sq- fuck!”

He arches your back into him, lips encapsulating your earlobe as he sucks on it. “You better cum on my dick”

You’re nearing the edge again, your walls clenching over him, as you feel him piston into you over and over again, his balls slapping into your clit. He kisses your cheek before pushing you back into the desk. Your arms brace you from the fall as he pushes into you.

You’re so close, you can almost taste your orgasm on your tongue, and right before you’re about to fall off, he stops. “Kei-Keigo!” You gasp.

“You’re fine.” He grunts, slapping into your ass again, loving the way it jiggles at the impact. “Beg for it.”

“What?” You look back at him, seeing his hand colliding with your cheek once again.

“I said, ‘beg for it’, Y/N!”

“AH! Okay okay!” You sigh shakily, clenching around him.

You just want him to move.

“Please, Keigo. Please! I need to cum, please, you feel so good inside me. So thick, so big! I-I’ve never felt so full, but I need to cum. Please, let me cum, Hawks, please! Fuck, please let me cum, I’ll be good, I promise, just need to cum, baby, please!”

He moans, feeling you clenching at the end of your pleas. Seemingly satisfied, he pulls out and pushes into you again. His hand snakes back up to your throat and squeezes his fingers lightly.

With one final snap of his hips, you gush around him audibly. “Fuck! I’m cum! Hawks, I’m cumming!”

“Fuck, yeah, baby, cum on this dick. You did so well, let it out baby.” He fucks you through your orgasm, thrusts getting sloppy and moans stuttering out his lips feeling you clench and gush around his dick.

He finally finishes, pulling his cock out and milking the rest of his orgasm to fall on your ass and thighs.

You must’ve blacked out because when you come to, you feel a cold and damp tissue press into your folds to clean you up. You whimper at the sensitivity, and Keigo shushes you. “Almost done, baby. You did so well” With one final wipe, he kisses your hip before discarding of the tissue.

He pulls up your underwear, pulling your dress back down slowly over your reddened ass. You stand up straight, moaning at the ache between your thighs and the shakiness in your legs.

“You okay?” Hawks asked, seating you on his lap carefully. He nuzzles his nose in your neck, inhaling the faint scent of your perfume and the ever present smell of the finished blunt.

“Mhmm, feel great” You slur, a sloppy, blissed out look appearing on your face. He chuckles, before bringing his lips close to yours. It’s getting heated again, tongues gliding and exploring each other’s before you hear both of your phones go off.

You both laugh as you see that Rumi has put you both in a groupchat.

Rumi: I hope y’all know everyone heard you

Hawks kisses your cheek before saying “Come on, we gotta face em at some point.”

And as you follow him out the room, you smile, because you know this won’t be the last time you’ll be here.

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You grunt softly before it finally clicks and you let him dominate you, gently pushing the door before he grabbed your hand and pinned it against the wall.

The door didn’t close all the way, surprise surprise :|

You open your eyes a little to find his eyes hungrily peering down at you causing your heart to leap in your throat.

You also notice that his wings are high and defined behind him vibrating, a couple of loose feathers falling from the bunch.

The vibration of his wings casted an eerie low whirr around you as he started to bare his teeth a little feeling his cock get hard against you.

You close your eyes a little and look down but he tilts your chin up so you can’t look away, his hips grinding hard into you as he lets out one of those hoarse shaky breaths of his right by your ear.

You, who was already aroused a little before, pressed your thighs together and pressed his bulge in between them which made him arch his back, shudder and thrust into you hard, pulling your hips against him which created a loud mack that elicited a chesty moan from him.

You found his moans to be quite appealing and they made you even more horny every single time you heard them. He, of course, used it against you all the time, especially in the most inappropriate times.

By this point, you’d have figured out that he was in rut and a sly smirk washed over your face.

You knew that during Rut, he loved to indulge on his “bird of prey” instincts. He always loved a fight and you both knew each other’s boundaries so well that nothing had ever really went wrong before.  

He leaned in to kiss you and you swiveled your head away from him causing him to growl lowly and take you by the throat, sucking on your earlobe causing your knees to buckle.

“Not so tough now are you, Baby Bird,” he growled, pulling you closer, marking your neck up with his teeth.

You tremble as you feel his teeth teasing your sensitive areas and you took one of his hands, sucking on his finger, rubbing his bulge, your eyes challenging his.

He lets out an airy moan as his eyebrows arch, biting his lip as he started to grind into your hand, his forearm now pressed against the wall, all of his moans spilling out of his mouth right into your ear.

You shudder and push against his bulge, pushing him away, nibbling on his finger as you pull away.

“Come. Here,” he growled out as he bit his lip, licking over the same fingers that were just in your mouth.

“I don’t think I want to,” you lie and walk away, shaking your ass in his direction as you walk away.

Again, there’s that eerie hum of his vibrating wings again his hand loosening his belt a little before his hand disappeared into his boxers, squeezing and stroking at his cock as he leaned against the wall.

“If you make me chase, y-you I’m g-going t-to f-face fuck you s-so g-goddamn ha-hard,” he moaned out as he continued to please himself, his hips bucking into his hand. “Y-You’re not going to be able to t-talk for a f-fucking w-week and a half,” he threatened already looking like he was about to cum, his eyes half lidded and his cheeks reddened.

“Oh no… A good face fucking from my daddy? W-What a tragedy,” you tease more, sitting on the bed, twirling your fingers in your hair as you watch him jerk himself off.

Suddenly you see a spark behind his eyes and you get a little nervous.

“Don’t fucking touch yourself,” he growled out in a small moan before starting to stroke himself faster,

For some reason, watching him with his shirt halfway off of his shoulders and his hands down his pants was a little hotter than if he were to have his cock out in the open for you to see.

His feathers started to fluff up and his breathing hitched as he leaned against the wall, his head tilted up as he broke into a fit of deep, chesty moans, his wings trembling as they became more pronounced.

At his feet, there was a pile of soft red down feathers, but somehow you were a little more focused on his trembling legs, his breathing and his expression sounding like he was about to cum.

Of course, you press your thighs together and groan out softly, grinding against your bed, letting out soft groans.

“I s-said— F-Fuck~ D-Don’t move!” He looked back down at you as he started to slowly thrust into his hand, his strong hips mimicking those deep strokes he gave to you that you loved so much, his teeth clad on the collar of his shirt, even on the brink of release still looking smug.

You suddenly formed an idea of your own that might’ve pissed him off, but you were pissed that he decided to get off without you, making you horny and not being able to do anything about it.

“K-Keigo,” you whimper, a small smirk tugging at the corner of your lips. “P-Please! I’m sorry, I’ll be a g-good b-baby bird, please… P-Please f-fuck me…”

You put on the most innocent, needy voice you could and knew that your plan was in motion once he took his hand out of his pants with a soft groan.

You spread your legs for him and he stood in between them pushing you back on the bed, trying *again* to give you a kiss.

You squeak softly when you’re pushed back on the bed and when he tries to kiss you, again you look away and try to push him off of you.

Once again, you both have a safe word and neither of you said it, so he continues.

He pulls your hips against his throbbing bulge and you whimper out loudly as he growls into your ear.

“G-Get off of me!” You tried to squirm and wiggle around, trying to push him off, trying to fight away.

“You’re gonna take me like a good baby bird!” He growled as he thrusted his hips hard against yours causing you to moan and cry out.

You moved to hit him and he just grabbed your wrist pinning you to the bed.

“Tell me how fucking bad you want me, baby,” he moaned into your ear, growling as he slowly rolled his hips into yours, his face looking a bit drunk because of the power he held over you, his eyes dark and malicious while also still loving.

“No! E-Eat shit Keigo,” you cry out trying not to give in to his cock twitching against your sex.

“Don’t make me rip those pants right off of you baby,” he threatened, his hand clenched tight around the top of your pants, pulling at your pants.

“D-Do it then! You’re the b-bird of prey r-right? Hm? So d-do something!”

He did as told with a challenging smirk, plucking one of his own feathers, cutting them off of you.

“W-Wait! Kei-“

He mocked you as he slid his pants and boxers down his legs just enough to be able to thrust deep inside of your tight little hole.

As he did so, you arched your back and all of that fight you held before suddenly melted away into a sea of moans and whimpers watching as his sharp eyes preyed upon you.

“Fuuuccckkk~ How does it feel? H-How does it feel knowing you do this to me, hm? Take responsibility baby bird,” he teases you as he immediately deals you deep strokes, pushing his strong hips into your hole ready for him to use and abuse all night.

Still, you want to be bratty so you slap him which makes him hold you down with one hand, the other hand thrusting hard into you, his wings flapping a little as they stiffened and he gave another throaty moan.

He was usually a sensitive person, but during rut his sensitivity absolutely skyrocketed and you couldn’t do anything but try and hold your resolve not to break.

You could see the pretty light behind his eyes so you dig your nails into his shoulder and he growls quietly as the tips of his wings flutter and quiver by how you squeeze around him.

You grab one of his hands and suck the precum from his fingers making his jaw drop and his eyes roll into the back of his head as his fluid hip thrusts melt into something choppy but still rough and pleasurable.

You knew that his hands were the most sensitive besides his ear and his collarbone.

“F-Fuck baby bird,” he moaned out trying not to cum, his breaths heaving as sweat washed over his forehead.

You smirk and bite on his fingers and then deep throat them causing him to practically yelp out in pleasure, his cock twitching inside of you.

“Like this, daddy,” you ask as he stares down at you with your lustful eyes as the saliva strands connects your lips to his fingers.

“Y-Ye-ah,” he moaned out as he tried to keep from passing out.

He loved how tight you were around him, the way you looked with your fingers down your throat and the way your moans felt around his fingers.

You knew you had the control now, so you push yourself against him and clench down as you nibble on his fingers.

I w-want you to cum inside of m-me! Please daddy,” you tease as you felt him harden more and he was about to cum right then and there.

“I d-don’t w-want t-to-“

And right after that, he came, his eyes widening as he thrusted into you hard, his feathers casting that almost cinematic murmur through the room before standing up pronounced as if he were putting on a show for someone. He looked pronounced, curved over you, his fingers going deeper into his throat, a panting mess, his eyes sleek and slender, his trembling feathers still having that soft hum.

Luckily for him, being the territorial fuck he was, the neighbors COULD see you. All of you. And everything that’d just transpired.

The door wasn’t closed all the way.

The windows were open.