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With challenge shining in his eyes and the infinite feeling of proving himself as your best option as a partner, he prepared to give you his best performance. It had only been a joke for you, but Takami Keigo simply did not have the capacity to joke when it involved his title of MATE.
In butterfly touches he began caressing the shape of your pussy, pampering the plump skin with two fingers and sometimes three, greeting his victim and formally introducing himself for his feat.
That was the initial spark. As your mate's fingers started to explore, you felt a rush of warmth and excitement. First, happiness: it felt right, so, you were genuinely happy to know that for him was not just about the physical pleasure but also the emotional connection and intimacy. So, Hawks was taking his time to make all your nerve connections wake up and begin to tingle.
Soon you were needy for more. His thick fingers going from your clit down to your folds all over the perineum in long strokes felt insanely good, not to mention how he keep dipping one long finger, exploring how sensitive you were, careful and expert in his caresses, so your body convulsed involuntarily for him. You found yourself craving more and also found yourself being more vocal about it—
"M-More Keigo, more pressure, more-... please.... dip-p another finger, baby...."
Keigo grinned like a maniac, plastering a heavy rain of kisses to your feverish face, his fingers were so wet, he could take out his cock and slip right in like if he were soaped. He wasn't gonna but felt a weird kind of pride in this small fact.
He showed you his sticky fingers, all wet in your own arousal. "Look, pretty, this is your body’s natural response to me, your mate."
You pouted at his unnecessary alpha boasting, and he understood immediately, sheepishly pressing a kiss to those pouty lips as a quick apology, before getting back to work.
His fingers began to a swift, pumping motion, first dipping until the knuckles and once you were moaning and chanting his name, he dipped the whole digits, two to start with and the occasional joining of a third but all depending on your reactions. Hawks was closely hunting every reaction you made, body language and facial expression, he wanted this to be perfect. He wanted this to be your first real orgasm, untainted by drug use, hormones or abuse.
Your eyes connected while he worked his fingers deeper, and this time you didn’t feel the need to look away, nor even blink.
"There’s a beautiful sense of connection that can come from fingering. If you're with your mate, it can help you feel closer and more in sync." Hawks explained, like a loving teacher.
You found yourself deeply engaged to everything he did and spoke. Your gazed were glued and you fell into a trance. Like the motions of life that surround the two of you became slow motion. All you seemed to notice were how piercing his eyes were only magnifying your wanting for him. Simultaneously, you noticed other unconscious behaviors of him which indicated you, his undeniable attraction for you and somehow, that knowledge made your blood boil.
"Faster-... please, go faster..." the sound of your own voice, unrecognizable.
Keigo Takami denied his head with a long, toothy grin. "Slow and steady wins the race."
You grumbled like a spoiled child, but he didn't fall for it. Just pecking your nose with sweet kisses while encouraging you to ride his fingers on a steady pace, your hips meeting his thrust hard and feral, but he takes control to not let you ruin the steady building of the bubbling desire in your loins.
"So desperate, and bratty." He teased between nips to your earlobe, "...let me work my magic, don't rush it, babybird, i swear there's a big reward to it."
You stopped searching for your high and let him rub your clit gently, his fat thumb pressing just the right amount. His fingers going slowly as if conquering new lands. Attentively watching you lose yourself in orgasmic bliss as he fingered you like a Pro. You couldn't believe he'd been right; it was his constancy that was curling your toes and making you moan desperately, with those constant orgasmic spasms, which only grew in power with each pump of his steady digits.
"Keigokeigokeigokeigokeigokeigo...." you chanted, and his chest swelled with so much pride, he felt himself bursting.
Literally making you forget who you were for a second, you could hardly breathe. Just moan and yell out to him and God. Because God needed to be there just in case you died and needed to be taken to heaven.
"That's it, my pretty girl, you are taking my fingers so well," he praised, his hot breath bathing the shelf of your ear. "My mate is the prettiest, the smartest, the strongest, the most important being ever..."
"Keigo-"
"Yes?"
"Something's coming, something different...."
The blonde’s lips curved up, and he looked madly pleased. Almost like a feral wolf licking his lips once inside the henhouse.
"It's okey, baby. At first, you just get this tingling sensation in your pussy that feels warm and fuzzy all over." he explained, fingers never stopping the glorious pump. The splashy, erotic sound of his fingers going in and out, was like a chorus of pure and raw, carnality. "It's like a little electric shock going through your body when I do this," he ran two fingers up your twitching slit, spreading your folds and pinching lightly your clit, and you almost felt like dying. He chuckled at how the words stopped working for you. "The best part is once you are warmed up and things are really flowing, then it feels even more amazing. Your pussy gets super wet and your whole-body tenses up as I finger you deeper." His fingers dipped impossibly far and your squealed and trashed under his embrace, something fiery and fantastic slowly building inside you, infecting every fiber of your shaking body.
Keigo noticed your pupils dilate, giving you the look of longing, desire, intrigue, passion, and inevitably, the look of love. He felt himself faint straight into what bliss must feel. Your gazes still fixated on each other. The chemistry building and Hawks felt himself becoming dangerously aroused in that moment of bliss. His body temperature was rising, he was profusely sweating under his hero costume. His body releasing pheromones into the air.
The smell of you whispered sweet nothings into Keigo's gifted nose and he draw you closer to him, but it wasn't possible. You were already fussing. You smelled so good he could almost taste your skin and carve you into his soul.
"I'm close-...." you finally found your voice again, "this.... this new thing.... is closer-" you sent him a genuine grin. You smiled with your eyes not just your mouth, even the skin at your eyes crinkled and Keigo felt like melted butter over hot bread. "Keigo, don't stop, baby... if you stop, I’ll hit you..." you giggled the word out and he just kept those honeyed orbs on you, drinking every expression, treasuring every word, every joke, every moan, groan. His eyes felt dry since he refused to even blink away. Everything was so effortless; he didn't dare to break the spell.
His free hand, played with the strands of your hair and you fidgeted, a really good sign of attraction. He could cum inside his trousers just by the look you were giving him. You must have notice since your beautiful mouth opened to offer.
"If you want.... I can-... I can help you, Kei."
Fuck! You called him, Kei! God! Please, don’t stop his heart, since he’s been skipping so many heartbeats, felt awfully close to a heart attack.
Your petite hand landed over his hard erection over the pants, and he screeched like a dying animal, denying his head but it, didn't stop you when your delicate limb enforced with five-fingers breached the sanctity of his pants. Slipping under his boxers and taking a grab of his hard, thick cock. His eyelids twitched close for a scarce minute as you began to stroke him, up and down, slow and steady, following his example. He appreciated it very much.
The secret for both reaching orgasm at the same time was the absolute prolonged eye contact you refused to abandon.
"Are you close-"
"I'm there, baby..." he cut in, burying his face into your sweaty collarbone, smearing his heated face in search of the most prolonged contact "I'll follow you over the edge, I’ll follow you everywhere, just point the way. I'm YOURS."
Those promises came from deep within him and it was more than enough to drive you over the edge. You came, hard and noisily around his fingers, soaking his entire hand in your juices, the muscles of your cunt clenching around his finger as you rode your squirting climax to the edge.
Keigo came equally hard, even when you only pumped him for a shorter time, perhaps, you stole twenty strokes before he was -as he promised- following you down the cliff. Painting the inside of his trouser and your fingers in ropes of creamy cum.
Both gradually embarking on an exploration of this newfound feeling, this new enrapturing closeness, such a compulsive sensation both felt slaved to it, and upon reaching your desired destination, an unparalleled sensation akin to paradise enraptured you. Inside each other's embrace, both panted into your mate's heated skin.
"Thank you, Kei."
You heard him stifle a choke, Keigo Takami close to tears do to how you just thank him, him! your perpetrator, your assaulter. The guilt stop weighting so much over his shoulders, and he could feel the air filling his lungs again.
"No, baby, Thank you… for existing."
Once your eyes closed and you were fast asleep, Hawks forced himself with all his might to let you go, wrapping you tightly in the sheets and kissing your forehead more than a few times. He left some feathers to protect you, just in case, and quietly left the room.
His heart felt so full and distracted, that he was startled when he heard the Doctor's voice behind him.
"Mr. Hawks, did you enjoy yourself?" The doctor's mustache moved as his lips curved into a sly smile. The blonde’s expression was a mix of confusion and annoyance that only amused the older man more. "I will formally introduce myself, I am Dr. Tsubasa, a loyal ally of One for All and the League of Villains," a cold sweat ran down the winged Hero's back, "they have already told me of your change of sides and your unusual infatuation with the lady who now sleeps within the room," The Doctor said as if it were common knowledge, and the feathers on Hawks' wings ruffled. The Doctor immediately took a step back and raised his hands in mock surrender. "It is not a threat, my young ally, it was just a gift from me to you, as we are both now on the same side."
"A-A gift?" Keigo's voice was a weak, pitiful growl, full of sparks of realization.
The Doctor nodded. "That's right, the injection I gave the lady lowered her defenses, just a push so you could make a breakthrough-"
The Doctor, even being violently pushed against the wall by a rabid Hawks seeing red, did not lose his composure.
"Damn you! How dare you-"
"Calm down, my young ally," the doctor said unfazed as if his breathing was not being threatened by the furious disposition of Hawks' hand around his neck, "what just happened was not a lie, I just lowered her inhibitions and allowed her mind to let you in, let’s say… more easily-"
"-So, she loves me or not?" It was pathetic to have to ask that to a complete stranger and worse to a villain, but Hawks was desperate. This new knowledge had just popped his little, pink bubble of pure joy. It was a nightmare.
"She doesn't hate you anymore." It was the answer he got and apparently, those were the right words, as the Doctor's feet touched the ground firmly again. All of Hawks' anger vanished and regret flooded his features. "Don't think about it too much, it was just a push, I saved you months of begging and convincing... it's a new experimental drug I developed, if you want, I can give you more-"
"I don't want it." Hawks said firmly, taking a few steps back as he fixed his Hero costume and hair, "…. I don't need it."
The Doctor smiled, "I'm glad, I greatly respect a man who takes the long way... I don't recommend it, but I respect it." He fixed his doctor's coat on his shoulders and bowed his head to the Hero. "With your permission, I will return to my post," and before spinning on his heels, he glanced at Hawks over his shoulder, "if you change your mind, I'll leave him a few doses with Kurogiri, just in case. We won't meet again, at least not, until the league makes its next move. Good luck, my young ally."
The doctor continued on his way and disappeared into the hospital corridors, leaving behind a distraught Hawks, an embarrassed Keigo, and a very, oddly satisfied, Mate.