Hawk watched Hero, watched how his shoulders slumped and his head fell forward, one hand going to his face. He knew that expression and it made his chest ache. He frowned and pushed off the window. He walked up to his husband and wrapped his arms around his chest, letting his head fall to Hero’s shoulder. They were quiet for several seconds, Hawk doing his best to calm Hero with his own energy.

“You could have handled that a lot better, I think,” Hawk finally said.

Hero nodded. “You’d think I would have got this parenting thing down by now.”

“Eh, it’s only been nineteen years,” Hawk said, kissing the side of Hero’s head. “You got time.”

Hero let his head fall back on Hawk’s shoulder, his body relaxing. “Why didn’t you tell me?”

“Because you wouldn’t have listened,” Hawk said. Never once in their entire relationship had he ever held back or sugar coated anything he said to Hero. 

“Yes, I would have,” Hero argued, turning his head to look up at his husband. The look on Hawk’s face made his own expression fall. “Yeah, maybe you’re right.”

“Mhm.”

“It’s just,” Hero sighed, folding his arms over Hawk’s. “This whole thing was really important. Toji’s done so much for the Veil and in helping to keep peace with the Realms, he deserved what he earned today.”

“So did you,” Hawk pointed out, running his fingers over the gold and silver cord looped around Hero’s right shoulder.

Hero shrugged. “Toji’s success matters more to me.”

“Have you told him that lately?”

Hero said nothing, opting to look at his boots instead. 

Hawk turned Hero in his arms, tilting his face with one finger under his chin, his thumb gently grazing his bottom lip. “I didn’t tell you because he asked me not to,” he said in answer to Hero’s unspoken question. “It scared him, babe. It’s likely he’s had these flashes for years and he didn’t even know until recently. The one he had last month was so vivid, he couldn’t move.”

“Like the one from today,” Hero said. 

Hawk nodded. “Give him a pass, just this once, okay?”

“He still has to do the extra sets.”

“Fair enough,” Hawk grinned. He leaned his head down, kissing Hero softly on the lips. “Let them go to Helman Hall,” he said, his voice low and husky. “I’m not about to give up two months alone with you.”

Hero’s eyes shone and his arms snaked around Hawk’s neck. “It’s been awhile, hasn’t it?”

Hawk nodded. “Way too long. This whole ceremony and all the royal training crap for Toji has taken up too much of our time lately. Too much of your time. I’m starting to feel neglected.” He pouted, sticking out his bottom lip.

Hero giggled, biting gently at it. “He is supposed to take over the Realm one day,” he said, letting the tip of his tongue trace the edge of Hawk’s lip. He felt Hawk’s body shiver against his, pulling him in closer. He turned his eyes to the window, using his energy to darken them and put a barrier around the room.

“I don’t know about that,” Hawk murmured, his fingers going to the buttons on Hero’s jacket. He undid them one by one as he kissed Hero’s jawline, his tongue licking at the side of his neck before he kissed it. Hero undid Hawk’s jacket, turning so he could pull Hawk with him to the desk. The desk where they held important meetings with Devil Kings, lesser and Mid-Gods, archangels, and other Divine.

Hawk lifted him up, placing him on that same desk, Hero’s legs going around his hips, his arousal straining against his pants. Hawk leaned forward, making Hero lean back, laying down on the smooth wood as Hawk opened his jacket and pushed his shirt up, revealing the soft skin and hardened muscles underneath. Hero moaned softly as Hawk’s tongue played with one nipple, the other being tortured by Hawk’s deft fingertips. He kissed down Hero’s torso, his hands sliding to the bulge at the front of his pants, rubbing it up and down before he let his fingers slide to the buckle.

He undid it, unclasping the snaps that held the waistband together, and pulled Hero’s pants down, his eyes going wide as Hero’s cock sprang free. He looked up at Hero who grinned devilishly at him.

“You planned this, didn’t you?” Hawk said, amused. He pulled his jacket off and tossed it aside.

“Maybe,” Hero said coyly. He reached over and grabbed Hawk’s waistband. “Like you said, it’s been way too long. I need you…I need this…” He reached into Hawk’s pants and let his fingers trail against Hawk’s own rigid cock.

Hawk’s stomach muscles tensed and he growled low in his throat. “Brat,” he whispered, covering Hero’s mouth with his own, his passion and need for Hero no longer being contained. Hero held his face as Hawk finished undressing them both, their tongues dancing and pushing against one another as their lips moved together. Hawk’s hand wrapped around Hero, stroking him slowly, his other arm wrapping around his waist as he held him tight to his own body.

Hero moaned into Hawk’s mouth, his head falling back as Hawk’s mouth moved to his neck, to the base of his throat, to his shoulder. He nicked the skin gently with his sharp teeth, asking for what he already knew was his.

“Not yet,” Hero whispered. He folded his hand over Hawk’s and guided it to his entrance. “Open me up. Take me here first.” His tongue pierced into Hawk’s mouth, ravenous and greedy.

Hawk didn’t need to be told twice. He inserted one finger, pushing it in as deep as it would go, Hero inhaling sharply, his body tensing and squeezing as Hawk moved in and out, adding in another finger as he did so. Hero cried out, his own hand going around Hawk, moving it up and around in the way he knew Hawk liked. Hawk bit his lower lip, his forehead dipping to Hero’s.

“Careful,” he breathed. “I don’t want to cum on your stomach.”

“Then fuck me till you cum inside.” His pupils dilated, his body hot and hungry as his hips moved against Hawk’s hand.

“How hard?”

Hero grinned. 

That was all the answer Hawk needed. He grabbed Hero off the desk and spun him around, bending him over. He placed himself at Hero’s hole and thrust in hard and deep, Hero crying out with both pain and pleasure as he gripped the desk. Hawk was relentless, moving fast, his hand wrapped around Hero’s cock as he thrust into him again and again, bathing in the erotic sounds Hero made, the sounds he hadn’t heard in weeks.

He pulled Hero up against him, wrapping an arm around him, his hand on Hero’s right shoulder, his lips and teeth on the left.

“Now?” he begged, his breath ragged.

“Wait,” Hero moaned. “Almost.” His head fell forward as he lost himself to Hawk’s momentum. He could feel the pressure begin to build, the tightening in his loins that signaled the break was coming. He leaned back, his arm going around Hawk’s neck. “Now,” he whispered. “God, now!”

Hawk bit into Hero’s shoulder, blood pooling into his mouth almost instantly. He sucked deeply, pulling in as much of the sweet coppery liquid as he possibly could, just as Hero tightened around him, his cock throbbing in Hawk’s hand as he came, spilling out onto the desk. He cried out Hawk’s name, his body trembling from the dual sensations.

Hawk could feel his own release coming and he moved faster, drinking in even more of Hero’s blood. When the moment came, he released Hero’s shoulder, spilling into Hero’s ass everything that had been held back for weeks. He cried out, holding Hero tight as he came, both of them riding the waves of his pleasure.

When the final wave crashed over him, he fell forward onto Hero, Hero bracing himself on the desk, panting and chuckling. His skin prickled as Hawk licked up the remaining blood and sealed up the mark. His lips moved to the edge of Hero’s shoulder, to the scar that glowed a brilliant white against his tanned flesh. They stayed that way for several moments, Hero gasping when Hawk slipped out. He turned his head, seeking out Hawk’s mouth, tasting his own blood on his husband’s tongue.

“Can we please not wait so long to do that again?” Hawk asked, a playful grin on his lips.

“I think I can fit you into my schedule,” Hero teased, rubbing the tip of his nose against Hawk’s. 

“Last I checked, mij dayos,” Hawk said, using the Stjernesang pet name for Hero, “I have you all to myself for two months.”

“More or less, yeah,” Hero smiled. He pushed off the table and turned in Hawk’s arms, his own going around Hawk’s neck, his fingers playing with Hawk’s bright red hair. “No kids, no appointments, no major duties to fulfill…” he licked the tip of Hawk’s nose as Hawk’s hands traveled up his back. “Just us.”

Hawk smiled, his eyes soft. “Just us,” he repeated, kissing Hero softly on the mouth. “In our bed, next time, though. Sex in the office is fun and all, but I much prefer the comfort of our mattress.”

Hero laughed. “That’s fair.” He wiped a speck of his blood from the corner of Hawk’s lips. Even though he and Nox hadn’t been together for over twenty years, Hawk still craved Hero’s blood, and vice versa. It was something that had transferred over during the first soul connection and couldn’t be helped. Not that they minded; it made sex that much more fun, and it brought them a sense of closeness they treasured.

Hawk kissed Hero’s neck. “You need to talk to Toji.”

Hero sighed. “I know.”

“There is no hard and fast rule that says the first born has to take over the Veil when we step down.”

Hero blinked. “Then who do you think should?”

Hawk smiled. “You know exactly who.”

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