phoenix ✦ k.takami (hawks)

★ Forty Five

He brought her mouth to his and said, "I am going to kiss you until the only name you will ever taste is mine."
~ N.R. Hart

Track 46; Play Me Like A Violin by Stephen

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Three hours in, it was finally time to eat.

Unfortunately you hadn't had the chance to spend much time with your newlywed husband. You had instead found yourself talking to other heros that you had invited to your wedding, such as Kamui Woods, Edgeshot, Fatgum, Ryuku, Mount Lady, Gang Orca, and whoever decided to accept your invitation.

You were able to steal glances of him here and there, though each time you did it sent shivers down your spine. Whenever you were able to see him, you realized that he was always already looking at you whenever you made eye contact. Each time you did, the look in his eyes grew more carnal.

You weren't purposefully avoiding him at first, dying to be able to get off your feet and relax while munching on snacks together, but once you noticed Mirko give him the third boudoir photo out of five you decided to make a game of it.

He was restless, and you knew it. He knew that you knew, too. He looked a little more on edge each time you spotted him; noticeable by his wings visibly stiffening, how he'd tug at the tie around his neck or play with the cuffs by his wrists. He was fidgety to keep his hands busy as a distraction. A few had noticed his out of normal persona, but only three women in the room knew why he was such a mess.

When it was time to finally eat, you slumped your body into your chair and sighed heavily. "God I'm starving."

"Having a good time?" Keigo asked, sitting in his chair shortly after you did.

"It seems like everybody wants to talk to me or something like that." You replied, leaning back in your seat.

"I can't blame them." He wasn't looking at you, instead staring with an empty look in his eyes out to the friends you and him had invited.

"Can I have a kiss?" You asked, fluttering your eyelashes and leaning towards him. "I'm getting tired of all these people."

"No." He replied sharply.

That caught you off guard and you sat up straight. "Oh. Okay." Your heart sank in your chest. Did you do something wrong? Did somebody tell him something? What was there to tell? Your anxious thoughts dwelled in your brain and clouded any other thoughts.

Somebody mentioned something about eating dinner, and of course the bride and groom had to go first. You gathered what you wanted ahead of Keigo, his gaze burning into your back. He was acting carefree and normal when the person in line after him started a conversation, but you knew something was wrong.

As you waited for him after you'd gathered your food, he walked close behind you back to the table. He radiated an overwhelming amount of heat that made your stomach coil. You weren't sure of what he had hidden up his sleeve, but the thought of it caused a mix of anxiety and arousal. You questioned if you should really be getting turned on with his sudden quiet dominating aura, but that just made it harder to tell yourself no.

Because it was hot.

When you sat down, you flexed the muscles in your thighs in an attempt to ground yourself to reality instead of horny thoughts. Thankfully it was toasting time, so people were standing up and speaking about either you or Hawks, or both.

Something soft touched the inside of your left ankle and you jumped, bumping the table since it caught you off guard. Thankfully nobody was paying any attention to you.