The Hawking

Chapter 12: Unmeaningful Mating

Hey. The name's Alex. I'm an avian, breed cardinal. There isn't much to my character. I live in a cage, and right now, things are getting a bit steamy in here...

Tongues are swirling, breathing is heavy, and his hands are on my body. I can feel our connection tie as he roughly pulled me closer, sliding us both onto the floor of the cage. My wings stood straight as he held my face tightly. I put my hands on his chest and pulled back slightly to catch my breath.

"Are...Are you okay, Alex?" Sam asked me gently. He puts a hand under my chin and raises my head. I look into his emerald eyes and feel myself fall deep into them. I sat there with a dumb smile on my face. "Yes." I said. "I'm better than okay. I'm turned on."

I could tell that drove Sam crazy. He turned red and cupped my face in his hands. "You turn me on." he said before connecting our lips once again. This time, he flipped over, and soon was sitting on me. He parts from me soon afterwards, slipped his black leather jacket over his arms and threw it in the corner. He tugged on my dark T-shirt, signaling for me to take it off. I didn't hesitate.

As soon as my body was exposed, that is where his eyes went. I watched him lick his lips as he put his hand on my heart. I lifted my hand, setting it gently on his. He looked down at me, and I smiled. "Like what you see?" I ask. He chuckled as he took his arms and put them over my shoulders. "Not as much as you will." he said, and with a swift wrist flick, his shirt was in a pile with mine.

Oh. My. Fucking. God.

He was ripped!

I felt my blood rush to my face as my heart kept beating faster. I leaned back on the bars, my mouth gaping at the amazing six pack he had. Ugh, I loved it so much. I looked down at my body. I didn't have a six pack. I was a bit scrawny, and my fair skin didn't make it any better. I felt the green envy rush through my veins as I looked back at his abs.

"Ooh, is someone jealous?"

I jumped as I look up at him and glare. "Psh! No!" I stated. "What is there to be jealous about?! You may be muscular, ripped, and...well, sexy, I'll admit, but...that don't mean I'm JEALOUS!" I crossed my arms and focused on another part of the room. There was silence for a good minute.

Before I knew it, I looked over at Sam, who was having it out with my belt buckle. I panicked, but didn't want him to stop. And, in no time, he pulled the cargo pants off of my legs, leaving me only with my underwear. He grinned at this as he stood up and backed away from me. He unbuttoned his black skinny jeans and pulled them down to his ankles. He kicked them into the pile of clothes in the corner, then faced me again. I jumped as my heart beat faster in my chest.

"Alex..." he said. "...are you ready?" I nod hesitantly. He took a deep breath and grabbed the hem of his underwear. Finally, after a minute, he pulled them down. My face went red when he did.

I didn't realize how huge he was!

He saw my expression and chuckled. "Aren't you going to, as well?" he asked me. I jump up instantly and grasp my hem. I squeezed my eyes closed and pulled them down slowly. When they were off, I lowered my head, eyes still closed, and balled up my fists. There was silence for quite a while.

Before I could even open my eyes, he tackled me. As I fell on my back, I opened my eyes to see his face, sweaty, fair, and beautiful. I bit my lip as he looked at me with a grin.

"Here." he said, holding up three fingers. "Suck on these." I was confused at first, but I did as told. I swirled my tongue around the three fingers, moaning with pleasure. After a while, he took them out of my mouth and moved away from me. I was confused, but then I felt it. One of his fingers went inside me. I yelped and groaned. Damn this hurt. But when I got used to it, in went a second finger. I moaned as my head went back. After that, in went the last one.

After he thought I was stretched out enough, he lined up his member with my entrance. Before inserting he looked up at me with concern.

"Are you ready?" Sam asked. "Y-Yes..." I muttered.

"Alex, you don't have to do this if you don't wa-"

"Sam! I want you to fuck me! Please!"

Sam was stunned after I said this, but that didn't stop him. He inserted into me, and it was the best sensation I have ever felt. I couldn't even say anything except for his name. As we moved in rhythm, I was a moaning mess, and he enjoyed wrecking the hell out of me. There was a point where I felt myself reaching my climax. Oh, fuck.

"S-S-Sam..." I managed to get out. "I-I-I'm about to-" "Me too, Alex." he groaned. Finally, after a few more thrusts, he came inside of me. I came all over his chest, sighing in relief. I relaxed as I layed on the cage floor. Sam took the spot beside me, covering us both with one of his gigantic wings. I crawled closer to him and put my arms around his body.

"Did you enjoy that, my love?" Sam asked me. I looked up at him. Yes, I did." I said. "Thank you." He opened his mouth to speak, but just then, down the hall, we hear a voice.

"MY FUCKING PARENTS ARE DEAD BECAUSE OF YOU!"

Uh oh. It sounded like Lucas.

"What the hell?" Sam said, sitting up. He stood up and walked over to the clothes pile. He wiped his chest with his shirt and threw it aside. After slipping on his underwear and pants, he walked over to the door. "Wait! Where are you going?!" I ask him, grabbing his arm. "Someone's out in the hall. I have to check it-"

He never finished his sentence, because there were numerous screams coming from the hallway. Sam yanked his arm away from me and stepped outside of my cage, and out of my reach. "Sam, wait!" I said. He didn't look back. He didn't say a word. He left in silence.

As soon as he did, I covered my body with my wings as I broke down and cried.