Mika was trying to calm herself down as she showered and dressed. He was in big trouble, teasing her like that...then right when... A growl left her chest as she felt her face go red, "That jackass..."
She had half a mind to just finish what he started, but his warning text flustered her even more. Gathering her bag with a huff, she locked up and stormed off...ready to curse him to hell and back.
Hawks sat at his dining room table, showered and in his usual sleep attire, looking over some paperwork when he heard her come in. He blinked his golden eyes, "Did you run the whole way here?"
She threw down her bag, "You listen here..."
A coy smirk landed on his lips, "I can't right now, let me finish this first."
"Oh no buddy," she marched up to him, "Where the hell do you get off thinking you can do that?"
He went back to his paperwork, "I don't know what you're talking about."
He could've sworn steam was coming from her face it was so red, "L-like hell you don't...you tease someone like that it's cheat-"
"Ah see, there," he slowly stood, "is where you're wrong, "In the words of my love: It's not cheating, especially when you enjoy it." His amused golden orbs watched her closely, "What a brat."
"What did you call me?" She daringly got closer.
"Exactly what you are," he leaned into her ear, "a brat."
She made a move to shove him away, but his hands caught her. That hunger was immediately back into his eyes as his lips dominated hers. He spun her around and bent her over the table, jerking the cotton shorts her her hips. He wasted no time urging himself deep inside of her, a dangerous groan coming from his chest.
Mika whimpered and gripped the table as he pounded into her hitting right into her very core. Fuck she felt good, he wanted to melt right then and there, but his stubbornness was forcing him to prove a point. "Who do you think the brat is now?"
She bit her lip, refusing to answer. He grinned and moved harder making her moan breathlessly. He felt her tighten and stopped, "I can do this to you all night, Mika." He leaned forward and kissed her spine, right at the back of her neck, "Say it."
He moved slow, making her weak in the knees. He pushed dangerously deep into her reached his arms around and pulling her against his chest. "You know I'm right," he kissed her flushed cheek as she caught her breath.
"...I am..." she breathlessly said.
"You're what," he nuzzled into her neck.
"I'm a brat."
His voice was low in her ear, "Good girl." Her eyes closed as his lips placed soft kisses along her jawline, "Where do you want it?"
"I want you to get on the couch," her voice was soft.
He turned her head and gave her lips a soft, deep kiss, "Yes ma'am."
Mika settled herself as their lips met on soft, passionate kisses. A stark difference from a few moments before. A shaky breath left him as her hips slowly moved, her hand a felt the goosebumps on his skin.
He was so deep, it took everything she had not to fuck the hell out of him. Her fingertips lightly caressed his ruffled red wings, earning a moan from his lips. He tilted his head back as her lips gently made their way down, nipping his skin.
Their lips met again, slightly more desperate than before as her hips moved harder. His hands gently rested at her hips, "You're beautiful."
Her grey eyes opened, meeting his burning gold, "I love you."
"And I love you," he reached up and gently pulled their lips together in a mind numbing kiss, their movements becoming more desperate for their release. He pulled from her lips and gasped, "Fuck, Mika."
Her nails gripped into his shoulders, his hold of her hips tightened, as they moved roughly against one another. She whimpered breathlessly as she felt herself tighten harshly. Hawks ground their hips together as they hit a mind blowing climax.
He wrapped his arms securely around her, placing one of the back of her head as she rested against his shoulder, calming her panting breaths. He rested his head against her and pet her silver strands softly. She nuzzled into his neck, relaxing against him. She wanted every tomorrow with him. Every night. Every moment she could grasp.
Hawks reached over and grabbed a blanket, placing it over her as he held her in his arms. She slowly sat up and kissed his cheek before laying her head back down. He held her close, "Are you okay?"
Mika snuggled against him, "Yeah, I'm just relaxing."
He smirked and closed his eyes, "Feel better?"
He jumped when she poked his side, "Don't push it."
He chuckled and kissed her head, "Alright."
"Keigo."
"Hm?"
"If you ever wanted...a um..." she sat up, "I wouldn't say no."
He blinked, caught off guard, but her quickly understood. After a pause, he watched her, playing with her hair, "Our kid would be fucking cute...way cuter than everyone else's..."
She rolled her eyes with a smirk, "Is that what you think?"
"You know it. Not to mention, you'd make a hot mom," her kissed her blushing cheek, "I'll give you anything and everything you want, Mika. I'm crazy about you."
"I just...want to do everything with you...if that makes sense..."
"It makes perfect sense," he assured her. He pulled her close and placed a soft series of kisses on her lips, "Then let's do it."
"Only if you're-"
"Mika," he smirked, "If I didn't want it, I wouldn't say anything like that."
"Are you scared?"
"Terrified," he nipped her lips, "but that's the fun of it. I can do anything as long as I got you."
She kissed him again, smirking against his lips when she felt him harden against her, "It's mutual."
"Good...now come here," his lips melded into hers once more.
