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“Mmmmngh~ Kei~,” Toya moans loud enough for the recording to hear as his husband slowly curls his fingers inside him. Ever since their bachelor party, Keigo’d wanted Toya to hold true to his promise for them to make a sex tape…and it’s finally happening. Rather than have a physical camcorder, Keigo was just going to save it to the laptop with the rest of the classified case files from their missions. It was a quick and easy way to make sure it was kept under wraps.
“That’s it, baby. Relax,” Keigo croons, raising his voice ever so slightly. The plan is to keep this for any solo missions either of them take…so if they’re feeling spicy they have something to remember the other by. At least, that’s the way Toya was looking at it. They’re usually a bit more soft-spoken in bed, but, for the purposes of the sex tape, they’re having to be a lot more exaggerated.
“More,” Toya stutters, his eyelids fluttering as his breaths come out ragged and panting. A sultry, power-hungry smirk spreads across Hawks’ face as he fluidly slips another lubed finger into his husband. Toya’s back arches, hands turning to fists in the sheets as his throbbing cock stands up untouched, rock hard and dripping pre.
“You’re so beautiful, Toya,” Keigo hushes, a feather gently gliding from his wings to drag up Toya’s stomach, tracing up between his pecs and up his neck until it cups the side of his face, stroking his cheek. Toya moans at the praise, mumbling his love’s name as he clenches around Keigo’s fingers.
“I love you~ah~Keigo~fuck,” Toya groans before Hawks leans forward to connect their lips in an amorous kiss. Toya whimpers into the kiss, arms wrapping around Keigo’s neck and pulling him closer as their tongues tease one another. Keigo can’t hide his smug smile as he chuckles to himself, tracing sloppy kisses down to Toya’s neck. Toya sighs, fingers stroking through the blonde tangle of hair as his husband continues to drag his lips further down his body.
“I love you, too, starboy,” Keigo growls against Toya’s skin before sinking his teeth into his pec. Toya gasps, his deep voice pitching uncharacteristically high as he feels his husband’s tongue teasing his nipple. Keigo intentionally curls his fingers around Toya’s prostate as he sucks, forcing a desperate whine from his husband’s throat.
“I want you so bad, baby,” Toya begs, his husky voice sounding borderline feral.
“How do you want me?” Keigo pants, his breath warm on Toya’s chest.
“Fuck me…please,” Toya stammers, eyes practically rolling back into his head as he grinds against Keigo’s hand.
“You’re so gorgeous when you beg, starboy,” Keigo’s voice lilts, borderline patronizing yet full of passion. He looks over his shoulder at the laptop camera, making sure that it gets the full side view of the two of them. It’s still in position. Keigo’s feathers swirl, grabbing the discarded bottle of lube from the bedside table and promptly squeezing it onto Keigo’s impressive erection. Toya bites his bottom lip and winces slightly as Keigo slowly slips his fingers out of his hole, gasping softly when he’s finally empty. His lip trembles, and Hawks puts a feather to his lips to tenderly shush him.
“Relax, darling,” Keigo huffs before he spreads Toya’s legs and slowly pushes into him. Toya’s moan is over-the-top and borderline pornographic, clearly overdone for the video, and it makes Keigo blush something fierce. The moment he’s fully stuffed inside Toya, the fire-Quirk-user wraps his arms around his neck and his legs around his waist, clutching desperately to the winged Hero like his life depends on it. A stream of curses leaves Toya’s lips when he feels his cock rubbing against Keigo’s abs. The subtle friction is enough to make the pleasure blaze in the pit of his stomach. He wants more. He wants it forever.
“Fuck me, Keigo, fuck me,” Toya wails, tears pricking at the edges of his eyes from how pent-up his emotions are. Keigo’s lips curl into a seductive grin before he starts gently rocking his hips, falling into a rhythm that he knows drives his husband insane.
“ Keigo~ah~ah~AH! ” Toya cries out in pleasure, his sharp, black-painted nails raking down Hawks’ back between his crimson wings.
“That’s it, baby. That’s it, baby. I love it. Fuck , I love it when you say my name,” Keigo groans, picking up his rhythm as the sounds of skin slapping against skin bounce off their bedroom walls. Two feathers pop off of his wings, slipping in the space between them to tease Toya’s hardened nipples as yet another one wraps around his cock, the flexible vane applying the same pressure as Keigo’s hand would. Toya sinks his teeth into Keigo’s shoulder to stifle his scream of pleasure as he bucks his own hips, thrusting into the feather cocksleeve while simultaneously forcing Keigo’s dick deeper inside him.
“Oh, Touya ~ fuck ,” Keigo pants, his voice hoarse and rasping as he roughly grabs Toya’s hips and ruts into him even faster.
“Don’t stop-don’t stop-don’t stop!” Toya begs desperately, feeling completely lost in love, lust, and pure ecstasy.
“You feel so fucking good. God . I could fuck you forever,” Keigo grunts, pounding Toya at a pace that melts his husband’s mind.
“F-f-f- Fuck ! Gonna come soon. Gonna come soon, Kei,” Toya stammers, sweating and flustered as he dissolves into a mess of horny moans.
“Come for me, Toya. You’re taking me so well. Let go, baby. You’re mine. You’re all fucking mine. Fuck ~ AH! ”
Keigo screams as his orgasm catches him off guard, and he pumps into Toya, riding out his orgasm as he continues to rock his hips. Toya shudders when he feels Keigo’s release spreading inside him, and the sensation is enough to send him over the edge as well. Toya gasps as he comes breathlessly, and white splashes onto Keigo’s abs. Slowly, Keigo stills his motions, and, after a few deep breaths, they lock lips passionately.
“So good,” Toya slurs, drunk off the high as Keigo softly sucks on his bottom lip.
“I love you,” Keigo sighs when he finally pulls out, making Toya whimper before they wrap their arms around one another. Toya finds himself encased in a sea of crimson as Keigo’s wings form a comforting, protective veil.
“I love you, too, but now the camera can’t see,” Toya chuckles to Keigo’s chagrin.
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“What I wouldn’t give to not have to do this stupid talk show,” Toya groans as he zips up the jacket of his Pro Hero suit.
“It’s the first solo press you’ve gotten in a while, darling. Embrace it,” Keigo grins, pressing a chaste kiss to Toya’s cheek as he wraps him up in a hug from behind.
“I’m still sore from last night, you fucker,” Toya playfully growls, lightly pushing him away.
“Please. I’ve been rougher before,” Keigo taunts as he ruffles Toya’s hair. The fiery Pro weasels out of his husband’s grip before fixing his hair.
“Wish me luck,” Toya sniffs as he walks out the door.
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The second Toya steps onto the set, his nerves get the best of him. The stage has neon red and white lights, making the set itself look rather intimidating. The talk show host sits in a red leather chair opposite an empty couch.
“And now, the hero you all have been waiting for…our Number Ten on the chart…husband of the Number One Hero: Hawks…Cremation Hero: Third-Degree! Toya Todoroki!” The host announces.
‘Oh, shit. That’s me.’ Toya panics as he shuffles onto the stage, trying not to make it obvious that he’s got a slight limp.
“God…sorry. I’m exhausted,” Toya yawns, wincing slightly at the dull pain between his legs as he shifts in his seat. The host giggles coyly before replying:
“Oh, I bet you are. Had quite the night last night, huh?”
“I’m sorry?” Toya raises his eyebrow, confused.
“And now, for our special eighteen-plus segment! Heroes After Dark!”
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“SIR! SIR!” Burnin’ screams as she scrambles into Keigo’s office. Her face falls when she realizes her boss is nowhere to be found.
“What’s up, Kamiji?” Keigo asks, cocking his head in concern as he flips through his hard copy case files.
“Did Toya already leave?!” She gasps, her face paling, and Keigo nods.
“Yeah, what’s wrong?”
“Hawks…there was a security breach this afternoon…and…and something…something…uh…got leaked to the public…”
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Toya gulps, feeling sweat bead on the back of his neck as the reporters finish showing a censored PG-13 portion of the very end of the tape, with Keigo and Toya cuddling in bed and making out, their bottom halves covered up with the comforter.
‘Fuck.’ Toya’s mind races as his heart thumps in his chest.
“Our audience is actually rather surprised. In your interview after your engagement, you two said you were the top. That’s clearly not the case here,” The host chuckles, twirling a finger through her hair.
‘Toya…you have to be very careful what you say in this interview…c’mon…be suave. Play it cool. Take a breath.’
“Well, I mean…we take turns,” Toya laughs, crossing his arms over his chest, and the host’s eyes widen. “If you want the other side…stick around for the sequel,” He teases with a cheeky grin.
“Oh…so you two…switch roles?” The host inquires, raising her eyebrow with curiosity. Toya snorts.
“Oh, definitely. In fact, at the time I did the engagement interview, I was telling the truth. Like I said…hmm...how much money could we rake in if we started an OnlyFans?” Toya jests, deciding to take charge of the situation. The live audience erupts into laughter and claps, along with a few whistles and hollers.
“Oooh…is this a serious announcement? Are you two going to start a subscription service?” The host chortles, leaning in closer. Toya shrugs.
“I mean…I don’t know if Keigo would be up for that. He enjoys our private life being private. Which…unfortunately…doesn’t seem to be the case any longer,” Toya huffs, chewing on his bottom lip as he sits up straighter on the couch.
“Now, if you don’t mind. I’d love to pick this tape apart a little more,” The host grins before pulling out a tablet and scrolling through her notes.
“Our adult audience has so many questions. We wanna give a candid in-depth analysis today of your sexual relationship. Very few Pro Heroes have a relationship as long-lasting and as passionate as yours, let alone a marriage. The people wanna know what makes you two tick! So…first question…is Keigo as vocal in bed as you are when your roles are reversed?”
“Oh, he’s a lot worse actually. I can make that birdie sing ,” Toya smirks smugly, eyes slightly glazing over as memories flutter through his brain.
“Oh really ? So that confident and collected hero persona just comes crumbling to the ground when you get your claws in him, huh?” The host chuckles, and Toya nods.
“Definitely.”
“Another thing. The video itself…it was pretty tame…all things considered. Is that how your sex life normally is?”
“Pfft. Oh, honey. Missionary and featherplay just scratches the surface . We’ve got a lot of tricks up our sleeves,” Toya blurts proudly.
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“Hey, Keigo!” Rumi calls as she beckons him to join her on the couch on their kitchen floor. She’s sitting in front of the TV, playing Toya’s interview. “You might wanna come see this. Your hubby is exposing your sex life.”
“Oh my fucking, God !” Keigo groans in exasperation as he joins her, putting his head in his hands and looking through his fingers up at the screen.
“Yeah, the reason he can’t do those Speedo swimsuit calendars anymore is because my handprints are branded on his ass. That was from before our wedding…though…you could probably see at least part of that from the sex tape,” Toya chuckles on the screen, and Keigo turns fifty shades redder.
“My image…it’s-”
“Ruined like a cum rag,” Mirko jokes, slapping him on the back, and Keigo cringes.
“Gross,” He snorts, and Rue rolls her eyes.
“Hey, it could be a lot worse,” The rabbit hero points out as she leans back on the couch, putting her hands behind her head.
“What’s the secret to this raw, intense sex that you two have?” The host asks the final question with shining eyes, and Keigo braces himself for a lewd answer. Toya straightens up in his seat, his cerulean eyes practically glowing.
“Well…in all honesty…being in love. It sounds kinda silly and sappy as hell, but, it’s the truth. The intensity. The passion. The cravings. Hell, even the orgasm. Everything multiplies tenfold with the emotions of being in love. Keigo and I have been through so much together, and I feel like we grow closer to each other every single day,” Toya explains thoughtfully, catching the host off guard. The audience dissolves into “awws” as Toya continues, and Keigo feels pink tinting his cheeks as he watches his husband gush about him on live TV.
“I love everything about Keigo. I love his smile. I love his voice. I love the way his eyes look like liquid gold. I love the way he squeezes my hand extra tight to tell me silently that he loves me. I love the way he goes the extra mile to do everything he can to help as many people as possible. He’s…he’s just…perfect,” Toya sighs wistfully, staring into the camera as if he’s locking eyes with Keigo. The Number One Hero’s feathers ruffle, and his heart skips a beat.
“Getting a little hot under the collar, Featherhead?” Rumi teases, taking note of Keigo’s blush. He ignores her, his eyes glued to the TV.
“So…to close us out…when can we expect that sequel you were talking about? The one where… you’re the top?” The host pries with a devious wink, and Toya runs a hand through his hair.
“That all depends on what my husband thinks,” Toya admits, looking straight at the camera. Without missing a beat, Hawks answers to himself:
“Tonight.”