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“Da- Dabi .”
“God no,” Touya laughed out, lifting himself from Hawks’ neck. His admiration of blooming red marks was cut short by his villain named being moaned in his ear. “Don’t call me that right now,” he muttered against the back of Hawks’ ear, as he leant back down to continue his exploration of previously unblemished skin.
Touya continued his mapping of Hawks’ neck. As his hands grasped his legs, he shoved the back of the muscular thighs, until they lifted and wrapped around his hips. Touya moved his hands around to the front of the legs, spreading his fingers out and allowing the fabric of Hawks’ hideous hero-get-up cargo pants to scrunch up in his clutch. The rough –ugly– fabric scraped against the webs of his palms as he trailed them up to Hawks’ hips. The change of texture between loose pants and skin-tight undershirt was a welcome one to Touya’s fingers. Touya found his hands automatically smoothing over Hawks’ toned abdomen, feeling the soft stretch fabric with the pads of his fingers as they traced over the slopes on Hawks’ abs.
“Oh? What should I call you then?” Hawks gritted out through a clenched jaw.
Yours .
“Whatever.” He said instead. “It doesn’t matter.”
Hawks chose not to question that. Or if he had, it was drowned out by a gasp that followed Touya’s teeth dragging down his neck.
Touya continued his exploration, choosing to use his grip on Hawks’ waist to encourage him to roll his body down towards Touya’s aching groin. He moved his lips from Hawks’ ear to the front of his throat, using his teeth to drag down the turtle neck color to mark Hawks front and center. He hoped the marks were hard for him to cover.
“And you?” With Hawks’ skin between tongue and teeth, he asked. “What should I call you?”
Come on Keigo, tell me your name.
“Ah– I, I actually haven’t — Fuck — given it any thought.” Hawks responded, frantically grinding down against Touya’s hips.
“No?” He pulled away, admiring his handiwork.
Hawks looked devine splayed across the threadbare sheets, flush high on his cheekbones.
Touya forgot how inexperienced Hawks was. He was the perfect picture of a blushing virgin.
The knowledge that he was the first and only person who had gotten the chance to mark The Winged Hero as his , went straight to his cock.
Touya sat back and allowed the wet marks on Hawks’ neck to cool in the drafty room of the shifty hideout. He thoroughly enjoyed the visible shivers Hawks’ body gave, and the goose flesh he could trace up the hero’s exposed arms.
“Maybe we should try some out then?” Touya suggested as he reached his hands down to begin pulling Hawks’ godforsaken shirt. He hoped to untuck the shirt quickly to get to the toned skin underneath.
“Let’s find out which names make you buzz, hmm?” He said as his fingers finally touched the smooth warm skin that spent most of its time hidden under skin-tight polyester.
Hawks only nodded, clearly not opposed to more pampering and worship of his body from Touya but also lost enough in ecstasy to be unable to verbalize his agreement.
Touya traced his cold hands between the valley created by stomach muscles, while he racked his brain for a name to start with.
“ Baby ?” He tried, emphasizing it with a curl of his fingers, giving dull nails the chance to scrape against hard muscles. He felt as Hawks tensed beneath him, allowing his hand to thread and grip into the strands of dyed black hair. At Hawks’ reaction, Touya peered up to see if the face matched the reaction of the hard tugs to his hair. As he looked up, he was only able to see the underside of Hawk’s jaw, as his head was thrown back against the pillow.
He liked that one then.
“Oh, there’s a good one.” Touya scrunched up the fabric of Hawks’ shirt until it sat underneath Hawks’ pecs.
“ Princess ?” He spoke into the small space between them as he adjusted his position to lay lower on the bed between Hawks’ thighs.
Hawks gasped, releasing Touya’s hair. One hand traveling to be thrown over his face, and the other fisting the sheets beneath him.
Touya wasn’t sure if the reaction was from the newest pet name or if his new position simply hovering over Hawks’ cloth covered cock was worth the reaction. Unfortunately traveling down Hawks’ body further put his face in an even more difficult position to see, the arm obscuring it even more.
“Come on pretty bird, let me see your face.” Touya said, scratching against Hawks’ sides, coaxing him to comply. He looked up between his eyelashes to watch as Hawks removed his hand and grabbed at the pillow instead.
Due to his position right above Hawks’ cock, he watched first hand as his cock twitched at that particular name.
Interesting.
“Pretty bird? Really? But I call you that all the time.” He teased.
“Are you enjoying yourself?” Hawks grit out between clenched teeth, seemingly frustrated with Touya’s amusement.
“Oh, so much sweetheart . I’m enjoying myself very much.”
Touya leant down and licked around his waistband. Once decidedly teased, he continued to mouth at the skin, licking a broad stripe from Hawks’ waistband up through the coarse hair that led the path from naval to cock. He allowed his tongue to dip into Hawks’ belly button, before returning to leaving marks on all expanses of Hawks’ exposed skin.
With a bite to Hawks’ hipbone, Touya heard the beginning of a moan that cut off as quickly as it began. Looking up, he saw that Hawks had his bottom lip captured between his teeth, his plush bottom lip pierced by his top teeth.
“Come on slut , you don’t have to be quiet, nobody else is home.”
“Oh— Fuck !”
That surprised Touya. He wasn’t expecting that intense of a reaction.
A hero with a thing for degradation? Who’d have thought?
“ Whore ?” Touya pondered.
“You’re gonna have to stop that. I’ll come in my pants.” Hawks pleaded.
Interesting.
“Oh, will you now?” Touya wasn’t expecting this to go by so quickly, but he surely wasn’t complaining.
“It’s okay my love , you can come.”
And that’s all it took. Hawks’ back arched off the mattress and if possible his head was thrown even further back.
Touya scurried quickly up onto his haunches to watch as Hawks came apart. His previous position didn’t allow for a full view of the hero, but sitting above him now he was able to see how ruined Hawks was. His face was flushed, hair askew and sticking to his forehead with sweat. Marks littered his entire body, it’d be impossible to hide the marks on his neck the next day, the ones on his stomach easier to hide, but the bite marks couldn't be explained away as anything else.
As he came down, through deep breaths Touya was able to watch as a wet spot appeared on the front of Hawks’ pants.
“Fuck.” Touya admitted, “I can’t believe you came in your pants like a teenager.”
“Shut up.” Hawks spit out, though it wasn’t very intimidating due to his current state.
“You just came untouched.” Touya observed, laughing to himself. “You’re such a virgin.”
“See if I ever let you touch me again.” Hawks threatened, but Touya knew that the second Hawks was ready to go again they’d be right back at each other.