Hawks x Fem!Reader

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The girl and boy, five and six, ran inside the house after a long night of trick or treating. Of course I was carrying their bags but that's what the candy tax was for. I heard slow beating in the distance and smiled softly. Keigo.

"Hey no flying around the house, goblins!" I scolded, without needing to look to know my daughter was about to flap her f/c feathered wings and her brother's leathery red ones would surely follow. "Teeth and bed."

"But mommy," They pouted and protested in perfect synchronicity and I was almost impressed. They continued their begging so they missed the sound of the front door closing.

"Hey nuggets, you heard your mom." His voice rang out behind me, sending shivers up my spine. His feathers detached from his wings and ushered the kids to their tasks. "It's time for bed."

"That's cheating." I mumbled softly, watching our kids go about their routine before I walked into the kitchen and cracked open a beer. It had been a long night but it was fun. The kids and I dressed up for Halloween every year, Keigo did when he could. This year our boy, f/n, wanted to dress up like his dad and our daughter, f/n, wanted to dress up as a princess.

Keigo walked in not too long after, his hero attire gone, replaced with only sweat pants. I felt my core tighten and my f/c leathery wings twitch almost imperceptibly. I gave him a slow look up and down. "The nuggets are in the coop."

"Stop calling my babies 'nuggets'." I laughed, softly. "Looking pretty comfortable there, chicken wing. I should do the same." I took another swig of my beer and began to leave when he grabbed my arm.

"This is what you were out in all night?" His voice was low, with a growl at the end. I knew what was coming and I began to get excited.

I had worn a goddess costume to match my own siren-esque wings. A long f/c greek style dress with a deep v neck, nearly touching my belly button. There were two slits on the gown from hip to floor exposing my s/c color skin. My back was completely exposed, a bit of fabric pooling right above my ass and putting my wings on full display.

He knew full well I had the ability to glamour my appearance so making this appropriate is exactly what I did. Although he also knew I wore this specifically for him because he couldn't be with us this Halloween. I knew how much he loved the gentle curves of my body and the contrasting harsh lines of my wings that were much smaller than his.

"Is there a problem?" I turned to him slowly, deliberately moving my legs so the dress left them bare with the thin fabric only covering my goods. Oh and what this dress did for my breasts was incredible. My hard peaks were noticeable through the nearly sheer fabric. "Do you not like it?"

"Ah," he growled low in his throat while he eyed me from bottom to top. "I love it, y/n. Seems like you might have gotten a lot of looks, kid. I'm sure guys were throwing themselves at you."

"Seems like you forgot who your wife is," I winked, sensing his desire to play tonight and pulled my hand back and picked up my beer. "I get looks regardless because of our two winged goblins. I'm also fairly certain I've got my hands full with you even if I saw some cute ones."

I turned to walk out of the kitchen, my back to him, before he pinned me against the counter. I could feel him against my ass, the only thing separating us was the thin costume and his sweatpants. Wait until he found out this little birdy didn't wear any panties.

"Baby bird," He whispered against the curve of my neck, my wings molding closely to my body to make room for him. "Don't mess with me. Do I need to remind you who you belong to?"

His fingers on one hand gripped my hip tightly while his other trailed up my front, gingerly grazing the skin between my breasts before wrapping deliciously around my throat. His leg moved in between mine, rubbing me in the best way while a growl rumbled low in his chest. In that moment he could've done whatever he wanted to me out on the front fucking lawn and I would've let him.

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