#k.takami

[uhzuku]

how do you do place mommy kink

honestly call me mommy and you’re now mine. +infinity/10. One of my favorites.

“M-Mommy, please!” the winged hero begs desperately, wrists straining where they’re tied to the bedposts. His hand open and close around nothing but empty air as he tries to hold onto something as his girlfriend rides his achingly hard cock.

“C’mon baby bird, give me another, you can do it,” Y/N purrs, leaning down and taking his earlobe between her teeth and biting down ever so slightly. He moans at the feeling and instinctively ruts his cock up into the warm, wet heat hidden between her rolling hips.

“I-I can’t! I can’t! I’m running on empty!” Keigo cries weakly, turning his sex reddened face to the side. “D-Don’t wanna cum again, can’t cum again!”

“Then what do you want to do?” Y/N asks softly, slowing down ever so slightly.

“Wanna c-cuddle-“ Keigo stutters, looking back up at her with wide, starry eyes. She picks up the pace all over again, bouncing hard on his cock and making her tits shake wildly.

“Cum one more time for mommy, baby bird - fill me up full and we can cuddle.” she promises, voice soft and warm. Keigo’s eyes are screwed shut as he answers around his bottom lip being caught between his teeth.

“But-“

“You heard me, Keigo. Cum for mommy.”

[chxrrychips]

keigo takami - clipped wings w/c: approx 300 my blog is nsfw. minors and ageless blogs will be blocked on sight.

“What did it feel like?” You ask abruptly, breaking the silence that filled the nighttime air. “Flying, I mean.”

You hope the question isn’t too invasive. It’s a sensitive subject for Keigo, the loss of his wings.

He takes a breath, tilting his head back and looking up at the stars. Does he wish he could touch them again?

“It felt like an obligation at first. As time went by, though… it started to feel like freedom.”

You can tell he has more to say, so you stay quiet, memorizing every detail of the moon.

“It was more like a burden towards the end.” He sighs. You get the sense it’s the first time he’s admitted it to anyone- even himself.

“And now?”

Keigo picks at a loose string on his shirt.

“I’m not sure. I don’t know very much about who I am without my wings.”

You’re tempted to reach out to him and take his hand, if only to keep him from pulling his shirt apart by that single thread.

You don’t. Your hand finds your glass instead.

It’s quiet. The air is warm and the drinks are cold. You can see a few constellations among the stars.

“There’s no better time than the present, right?” You say after taking a sip.

Keigo looks at you. “Hm?”

“To learn who you are when you aren’t being a hero.”

He looks back at the stars. “I guess so.”

The ice is melting in your glass. The seconds tick by.

“Do you… I’d like you to be with me while I learn.” He says. “If you want to.”

He extends his hand halfway. Leaving it up to you to take it, if you want to.

“I’d like that.” You say.

So you reach for his hand, and you look at the stars and think maybe you don’t want to touch the stars. You’ve already found someone that shines brighter than any of them.