Birds of A Feather Chapter 12: Lets Get Seductive, a darkwing duck fanfic

Birds of A Feather

Chapter Twelve:
Lets Get Seductive

Fighting crime hasn't been so slow for Darkwing in ages. The only people he had to deal with on the crisp autumn afternoon was as an attempted jaywalker who turned out to be the notorious Javert. Then there was someone threatening another with a toy gun and a purse snatching thug. Nothing too exciting, no exciting run-ins with Negaduck or fighting off Eggman.

Nonetheless, after dealing with those lowlifes he still felt like he was on top of the world. The more criminals he had brought to justice, the better. With all that taken care of, Darkwing decided to head on home. He wanted to have lunch, find out what's happening with his daughter and what else that needed to be taken care of.

"Hi dad!" Gosalyn beamed, waving from an open window as Drake came up to the house. "You wouldn't believe what I just heard!"

"What might that be?" Worried that she had found out about his relationship with Steelbeak, Drake gulped as he stepped into the house. How would I ever be able to explain the relationship with her? It's not that she's homophobic, I know how open minded she is of things that make people different. It's just that I'd like to keep it a secret between Steelbeak and me.

"Well, Honker was coming home from work and he saw you going up to Steelbeak's place," she explained, making her father a tuna sandwich. "Was he giving you trouble again? If he is, I'm going to use that rooster's beak as a can opener!"

"No need, Gos," Drake chuckled, taking a bite out of his sandwich. "You see . . . I've already taken care of him. Didn't give me the least bit of trouble. In fact, he was at my very mercy!"

"So what happened between you two?"

Quick, Drake, make something up quick. "Let's just say I caught him with his hand in the cookie jar of crime!"

"How was the fight?"

"Fight?" Darkwing scoffed, finishing off the rest of his lunch. "Pah, it was nothing really. A swift Webkick was enough to bring him to his knees! He tried to get away, but I got him!"

Gosalyn then remembered what Honker had told her of what he had seen. He made no mention of any violence, but did mention the fact that both were far from being confrontational. She reached out and touched her father's hand.

"Dad . . . You don't have to lie," she said gently, giving him a kiss on the cheek. "I have no problem with relationships with people of the same sex. Just why of all people did you fall in love with Steelbeak?"

"He really needed someone to love," Drake answered, pouring himself a glass of water. "Steelbeak tried giving me a bad name, and when Bushroot found out, he left him."

"If someone gave me a bad name, I sure wouldn't be quick to fall in love with him!" Gosalyn interrupted.

"Well, Steelbeak admitted it was his fault. It nearly broke my heart to see him upset about it," Darkwing explained.

"I offered to help him feel what it was like to be loved again, and it snowballed from there. He's a real sweet guy under that tough shell. Cuddly, real suave and stuff."

Sweet!? Cuddly? No way! The thought of Steelbeak as being anything more than arrogant and pushy didn't cross Gosalyn's mind. The bad experiences she had with him couldn't make her think of him anything more than a cocky crook. Yet, she didn't want to interfere with her father's relationship and decided to accept it.

"Just be careful, dad," she said, giving Drake a hug. "If he gives you any trouble, lets cook him up for dinner."

"No problem!" He laughed, returning the hug. "Fear not, Darkwing Duck will get down to business!"

By three in the afternoon, the Chief Agent of F.O.W.L had put good use to his criminal mastermind intelligence. His duty was to obtain secret SHUSH files by hacking into their main computer system. As a reward, High Command had decided to double his pay and gave him more time off. Unintentionally, this gave their best agent to strengthen the bond with the organization's enemy.

Steelbeak was in the mood for a little lovin', and not necessarily in just the form of cuddling. He had a strong desire to make love, and he didn't know how long he could resist it. After hanging up his white jacket, he paced about before finally sitting down on his window side futon. Steelbeak looked out the out the city streets; watching, waiting, for any signs of "his" mallard.

C'mon, duck . . . Where are youse?

Steelbeak decided that if he couldn't have the real deal at the moment, he would settle for the next best thing. He casually unzipped his fly and slipped his masculine hands through the front of his black pants. From there he tenderly fondled his male organs, letting out a coo from the invigorating pleasure it brought him. Niiiice touch, Valentio Roberto Volatili. Youse took some of dat edge off, but fear not, dat's only temporary.

"Big guy up in de sky, damn me now for I have sinned!" He said with glee, glancing out the window and looking up at the clear-blue sky.

Too absorbed by the masturbation, the rooster was unaware of the puff of blue smoke that was forming behind him. He was just about to reach climax when Darkwing tapped him on the shoulder.

"GAH!" Not knowing it was his boyfriend, Steelbeak fumbled with his clothing as an attempt to hide what he was doing.

"Miss me?" Darkwing asked teasingly, curiously looking over Steelbeak's shoulder. "I should have you arrested for concealing such a deadly looking weapon!"

Grinning sheepishly, Steelbeak pulled his hands out of his pants and zipped up. "Eh . . . Ehehe . . . Yea, Mr. DeNiro's pretty big."

"No need to be shy about it, but I must admit I find it makes you all the more adorable," Darkwing purred, reaching a hand down Steelbeak's red shirt which he forcibly removed. "I think we've become nice and familiar over the past little while. Ready for the next step?"

"Youse bet I am!" Steelbeak enthusiastically replied, nudging his beak against his partner's. "So, eh, who foist?"

"Who's the one who owns the night?" Darkwing asked with playful arrogance, leading his lover to the bedroom.

Lets get seductive!