Beautiful Disasters- Hawks x OC

Chapter 49

Of course, the blonde was laying on the couch when she got home. He'd been working on a report for the HPSC when Mariko walked in through the front door.

His eyes widened. "What are you wearing?" he coughed harshly.

"Clothes."

"Okay... but that's my merch," he said slowly.

"So?"

"It looks good on you," he smirked.

Mariko glared at him, trying to hide her mortification. "I'm gonna go change," she muttered quietly, heading to her bedroom. Before she could take a step though, Keigo sent a feather. She yelped feeling something brush up her back and was suddenly dragged to the couch until she was dumped unceremoniously on the blonde's lap. "You're an ass," she sighed, pushing herself off of him. She didn't get very far since he'd already wrapped his wings around her, trapping her in a feather cocoon. "Let me go," she told him.

"If I do you're gonna change clothes?" he asked.

"Yes."

He tightened his hold on her and propped his chin on her shoulder. "Then I'm not letting go."

"Keiggooo," she whined helplessly as she squirmed. She knew that if they stayed in that position much longer she would start turning red and there was no way she'd ever recover from that if he saw.

The blonde was struggling to hold her still. Mariko wasn't weak by any means and he had to use a surprising about of strength to keep her from running away. Not only that but the girl had managed to move just so that her butt rubbed right against him. He had to bite his tongue to keep from groaning out loud. "She's gonna be the death of me," he thought as she whined his name again. "Oi you need to stop moving he warned."

Of course, she didn't listen and only moved around more, brushing up against him again.

Having had enough of being unfairly (and unknowingly) teased by her, he decided to get a bit of revenge and really give her a reason to squirm. He moved his hands so that her shirt rode up slightly. When his finger brushed against her bare waist she reaction immediately.

The brunette stilled completely, her breath hitching as he drew soft circles just above her waistband.

"Good girl," he whispered.

Mariko couldn't think. Her mind had blanked as soon as he put his hands on her. His fingers trailed across her skin ever so slowly. "Keigo," she breathed.

The blonde stopped for a moment, hearing her sigh. That sound got to him in ways he didn't think were possible. "Hm?" he asked, continuing his ministrations.

"I- you can't just-"

He smiled, absolutely loving the effect he was having on her. "You really don't play nice do you?" he purred. "You come home wearing those jeans and one of my sweaters just to go change into something else? Who'd you wear that for then hm? I played along and brought you back myself, but how do you expect me to behave when you're like this? You can barely make a sentence. You're letting me do whatever I want Chickee. Do you know what that does to me?"

Mariko turned towards him; her pupils blown wide with lust. She twitched and bit her lip harshly when he brushed over an area that was particularly sensitive. "I-If I play dirty then you must be a devil," she drawled.

"I don't mind sinning," he whispered hoarsely.

She didn't answer and neither of them really know what to do. They were crossing into territory there was no going back from, but were either of them ready for that?

In the end, Keigo was the one to pull away, a cocky smile on his face as he looked down at Mariko who was -regretfully- starting to regain control of herself.

She couldn't look at him. She was beyond mortified that she had fallen apart so quickly.

He wasn't wone to be ignored though. The blonde gently grabbed her chin and brought her to face him, placing a sweet kiss on her forehead.

"You're such a tease I don't know how anyone deals with you," she muttered, curling up on the side of the couch.

"You really wanna know?"  he asked suggestively.

"No. I do not," she said. Her expression was indignant but the blush on her cheeks completely betrayed her.

He would love to mess with her more if he could, but he was pretty sure she'd have an aneurysm if he teased her one more time. "Chickee~" he sang out.

Mariko didn't look at him.

"Com'ere~" he whined, opening his arms for her to move into.

The brunette continued to ignore him, grabbing the remote and turning on the T.v

Keigo rolled his eyes and leaned forward. He snatched her back again, settling her between his legs so her head rested on his chest.

"You're annoying today," she commented softly, taking his hand and playing with his fingers.

               He didn't answer and sighed contentedly.