This shall be the only NSFW warning in this book.

His hand never left mine as we flew against the wind; home in our sights. Every few moments he'd peer at me from over his shoulder and smile. Not one of his usual lazy, carefree smiles; one that was quite literally glowing.

What am I doing..? Why does he even care about...someone like me..?

He pulled me flush to his chest as we descended into the apartment from the open skylight; landing less than gracefully in the center of the room. His lips met mine in a feverish kiss, and I didn't hesitate in reciprocating as he blindly guided me through the house. His wings knocked and skewed every item in our path, but neither of us could give a flying fuck. Nothing else existed. The battle for oral dominance was a ruthless one, but the way his tongue moved about in my mouth soon had me falling into a blissful surrender. We made a pit stop against the hallway wall; his knee edging up to press firmly between my legs as his fingers traced the curve of my spine.
"H..Hawks..." I turned my head to the side; accidentally giving him access to my neck, where he began to kiss along my (S/C) skin. "...B..bed..." My entire being was screaming at him, and even my headstrong nature couldn't stop it. I wanted him, and I needed him. Immediately.
"Don't...rush this..." He whispered against my throat; knee pushing up just that fraction more. "...I wanna know every part of your body..." Face burning, I gripped onto the fabric of his coat; tugging at it urgently. I wanted to feel his skin against my hands. His pulse pumping along with mine like a percussion ensemble on crack. Eventually; after he made sure to taste every inch of my exposed throat, he swept me into his arms and we continued down the hall into his bedroom, where he placed me gently onto his mattress. I couldn't take my eyes off him as he knelt down between my legs; beginning to kiss up along my thigh, as slow as the day was long. I didn't know what had happened to the brash, fast-moving hero I knew, but his pace was going to send me to an early grave.

"A..at least t..take your damn coat off..." I muttered; propping myself up on my elbows.
"You're really in a rush, Sunshine..." He chuckled, looking up at me with those glossy eyes of his; no longer distorted by his visor. At some stage he had discarded his gloves and headgear, too, and I yearned to see him in less.
"P..please..." I peered up at him with pleading eyes; sticking my bottom lip out just enough to make his entire face blossom. Standing up, he all but tore off his token coat, and his black muscle shirt quickly followed; landing in a heap on the opposite side of the room on top of a humming Patricia. His body was a sight that made my loins ache. The beginnings of a six pack were beginning to show, and I had the insane urge to leap forward and run my tongue down the prominent v of his iliac furrow (the v thing on fit guys oml drench me in holy water plz).
"Here. Now." I commanded; eyes unable to stray away from his bare torso. He wagged his finger in my face; tutting as he placed a hand on his hip.
"Patience is a virtue...Besides...tit for tat, right..?" He motioned to my dress, which had already began to bunch up around my middle. I gladly grabbed the hem and yanked it over my head; tossing it into the pile which would quite possible become the tomb of my trapped Roomba. His desire was apparent in the way he just stared; wetting his lips as he approached me. All I was wearing now was a pair of sheer (F/C) panties; already soaked through, and when he crawled over the top of me, his mouth immediately latched onto my right breast. Twenty two years of running his mouth had made him exceptionally good at using it for other things; such as caressing my erect nipple, and I had to suck a quick breath through my clenched teeth. One of his hands came up to cradle the back of my head whilst his other began to grope my thigh; so close to where I needed it to be, yet so far. He moved on to my left breast; his hot breath fanning against the sensitive bud and making me giddy beyond repair. He didn't seem at all nervous, like I was. Despite knowing what I was doing, he had the confidence I lacked.
"H..how can y..you go from a..a stammering m..mess...to this?!" I barked; squeaking out as his fingers moved to graze across the wetness of my panties.
"Because it's different...I've had meaningless flings before...but you're important...I couldn't fuck it up...But...when it comes to this..?" He eased the damp fabric to the side and began to circle my clit; feather-light brushes that had me already melting in his arms. "...This I can be confident about..." Knowing he had been rather active in the bedroom before didn't bother me in the slightest; I wasn't one to talk, but the fact that he was already making noises rise from the furthest reaches of my throat was startling.

H..how?! His hands...they're so...fuck...talented?!

His thumb taking charge of the small bundle of nerves, he used his middle and index fingers to ease inside my burning sex. Steadily; taking his time, he began to beckon me from the inside with a curling motion that made my breath hitch. Recapturing my lips, he swallowed up the mewls that I couldn't help but let slip, and his fingers twined through my (H/C) hair. His erection was hard and prominent against my thigh, and all I wanted was to have it quench my thirst for thicker, fuller contact.
"H..Hawks...please...hah...f..fuck me..." I pleaded; throwing my pride away like I had done my clothing. He smirked; that damned smirk that had my chest fluttering like a box of butterflies.
"I'm not gonna fuck you, Sunshine..." He whispered; mouth coming to breath warmth against the shell of my ear. "...I'm gonna make love to you..." My legs snapped together around his arm as he coaxed that one little spot; the seemingly unreachable place where magic happened, and I pressed my cheek against his temple.
"Ch..chickens are...ahh...s..supposed to eat corn...n..not speak it..." I mumbled; trying so hard to keep my grip on my composure. It was like a greased handle though, and I was quickly reduced to a moaning wreck by his hand; agonisingly slow yet painfully good. "C..cu...cummin..nnngghhh!" I cried out; twisting like a captured animal under his weight as he rode me through that gushing wave of ecstasy. He removed his hand from between my legs; slicked with my release, and climbed off me. He spared no time in removing his cargo pants; underwear non-existant, before he was back over my twitching body.
"Does this mean we belong to each other, Sunshine..?" He asked in a soothing voice; his lips peppering short, sweet kisses to mine. I looked up into his eyes, and that's when it hit me. The cocky, indolent hero; loved by civilians and shunned by his elders, was looking at me like I was his world. His expression was full of hope, and if I hadn't been so caught up in the moment, I would have cried.
"Y..you know the answer to th..that..." I murmured; forcing myself to look away before any more emotions could swell. He was crazy if he thought otherwise. He knew he had grown on my like a big, fat, feathery tumor, and I wouldn't have had it any other way. His smile was blinding as he gave me another long, loving kiss, before he sat up and took hold of my legs; spreading them apart.
"Good...Now let me look after you..." His entry was long and borderline sadistic in my mind; his width stretching me out and making me make noises I never knew I could make. The sounds of my previous orgasm wet and arousing, his size finally ended as it pressed hard against my cervix. He stayed still for so long, I was going mad. Quivering, I reached out and grabbed his forearm; desperately squeezing his flesh.
"D..don't be a d..dick...M..move..." I stuttered; urgent for friction. He chuckled quietly; looking back at my through his sandy, windswept bangs.
"Just relax, Sunshine..." He replied in a voice that was just slightly strained; finally beginning to rock his hips back and forth in a rhythm fit for a slow-dance. It was a beautiful torture, and, keeping one hand grasping his arm, I used my other to grab the sheet behind my head.

The sex I had experienced before had been nothing like this. All those late nights had been spent being jackhammered in the backs of old, rusty vans, or between the musty sheets of love hotels. This was a whole new encounter than what I had left behind on the streets.
"T..tell me your n..name..." I pleaded; only just realising that I had never heard him say it. Not even once. Hawks sighed, smiling softly as he placed a hand over my abdomen; pushing down and forcing my walls to press even harder against his cock.

"Hawks is best for now, sweetheart..." He leant over his hand and stole my breath away with his passionate kisses; driving away all skepticism and replacing it with jumbled thoughts and gasping cusses. The scent of sex had long since filled the room, and the bedsprings joined in with the sound of him penetrating my heat over and over again. His wings twitched against his back; vermilion bristling and bright, and his breathing was beginning to come out in short, hot puffs. Wrapping my arms around his neck, I pushed him backwards; pulling myself up with him so I could sit in his lap and feel his body shiver along with mine. In this new position, he was reaching deeper into my pussy, and I was nearing the holy realm of orgasm once more.

"G..god...f..fuck...How is y..your dick b..bigger than your...e..ahh...ego..?!" I whimpered; lips ghosting over his.
"Mmm...Don't see you...hah...complaining..." He chuckled; his pleasured hums driving me wild. My arms travelled lower; down his broad shoulder blades to where his wings protruded from his back. My hands wrapped around the base and I tugged on them harshly, and the moan that spilled from his lips surprised the both of us.
"Y..you kinky little shit..." I purred; excited that I had finally found something to push him closer to the edge. I continued to pull and squeeze them as we rocked on; rhythm being lost as we neared the grand finale. Hawks' hands forced my hips down as he mumbled sweet, stuttering praises against my gaping mouth, and all I could do was whine and gasp at the indescribable sensation that was ready to overflow from my core.

His wings were now spread out to their full span, and they twitched and ticked as he pressed his face into the curve of my neck.
"G..gonna c..cum...s..soon..." He grunted; his tongue slipping through his teeth. I couldn't respond in words; all I could do was make a series of noises that coaxed him on. I was close, too, and I yearned to feel him claw against my skin as he came, but all he did was hold me tighter. Crying out, my head was thrown backwards; giving Hawks the perfect opportunity to bite down against my glistening neck as he, too, was thrown into the fray of deliciously satisfying orgasm. His cock pulsed inside my quivering sex, and his wings convulsed as we fell into a huffing silence. The only sound that could be heard over our heaving breaths was the muffled mechanical whir of my trapped Roomba beneath our pile of clothing, and the erratic beats of our hearts.
"Hawks..." His name came out hoarse, but oh so lovingly, and he pushed us back down into the mattress; rolling so I was laying along the length of his body.
"(Y/N)... He smiled softly; fingers brushing along the small of my back.
"I take it back..." I whispered; nestling my head under his scruffy chin. "...you don't have a pigeon dick..." His laugh was mellowed by exhaustion, and he pressed a tender kiss to my forehead as he allowed his eyes to close.
"That's good to know..." He sighed contentedly.
"But...a wing pulling kink? Really?"

"Don't kinkshame me, Sunshine..."

"But kinkshaming is my kink..."

"Well, fuck..."

***I have come to despise writing lemons ugh***