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The Hawke and His Keeper

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"Take off your shirt and sit down."

Hawke's eyebrows lifted, but he did as Dick ordered. Dick could barely keep the smirk off his face as he swung his leg over Hawke's thighs then sat down. The surprise on the man's face was a sight he'd never forget.

Dick let his hand trail lazily down the front of Hawke's chest as he licked his lips. He could almost smell the man's growing arousal, Hawke's eyes flickering with growing arousal as he watched the tiny movement of Dick's tongue.

Dick didn't say a word as he straddled the man's thighs like an expert bull rider. From the desire he could see burning in Hawke's deep brown eyes, no words were needed. Hawke knew exactly what Dick needed. Dick could feel it in the hard cock pressing up against his ass.

"You smell really good," Dick murmured as he nuzzled his face into the curve of Hawke’s neck. Hawke grunted, but didn't say anything, which drove Dick crazy. "Don't you want me?"

"So bad, Dick. I want you so bad."

"Then touch me."

"Are you sure?"

Dick nodded. "I'm sure."

An involuntary shiver raced through Dick's body when the Hawke's large hands closed around his waist and he was pulled closer. His cock ached, his need growing with every passing second.

Hawke’s eyes dropped to Dick’s chest with a deep hunger in his eyes. Dick almost groaned when Hawke licked his lips. It was such a sensuous gesture. Dick wondered if Hawke actually knew that and was just torturing him. Fuck if he didn't want to feel Hawke licking him in other, lower places.

Just the thought had Dick’s cock pulsing.

Hawke grabbed the hem of Dick's sweater and pulled it up over his head. Dick didn't even care where it was tossed. He was too busy groaning when he felt those delicious hands move over his chest, settling on his nipples to pluck and pull at them.

"Does that feel good?" Hawke asked as he gently tugged on the hardened nub.

"Oh yeah." Hell, it felt frigging fantastic. Dick was panting and ready within seconds.

Hawke locked eyes with him and then lowered his head, his tongue flicking out as he lapped at the nipple. Dick was lost in the sight as Hawke tugging on his nipple with his teeth. His cock throbbed painfully, ready to explode, but Dick fought the need to come as he watched Hawke explore him.

"Hawke." Dick's head dropped back on his shoulders as he groaned. It was unintelligible sound but crystal clear in its volume. A deep groan of need, Dick's need. Hawke seemed to know just how much to tug, to pull, how much pressure to use to bring Dick to the very edge of bliss.

That bliss was suddenly ripped away when a deep pain started in Dick's head. He blinked in shock, not from the pain of Hawke's hand fisting in his hair, but from heat he could see building in Hawke's eyes, turning them darker with every passing second.

Dick wound his fingers in Hawke’s hair and pulled the man closer. He swept his tongue over Hawke’s lips then pressed in, exploring tentatively. He could feel the simmering need building, overwhelming him as he opened wider for Hawke, allowing the man to explore.

His brain tried to remind Dick that he shouldn’t be doing this, that he should be pushing the man away, but Dick refused to listen. Hawke’s mouth was devouring Dick's, making him forget all rhyme and reason.

"Hawke," he whispered as he tore his mouth away from the other man’s. He knew what he needed. Hawke.

When Dick was suddenly lifted up and set on his feet, then his lounge pants were pushed down his legs, he knew his dreams were about to be fulfilled. Watching Hawke strip off his own clothes was the best visual porn he'd ever seen.

Hawke grabbed him and laid him back on the bed before moving between his thighs. His hands traced over Dick’s smooth skin. The gentle caress caused a surge of heat to rise within Dick. The man seemed to want to explore every inch of his body at his leisure.

Dick's eyebrows rose when Hawke pulled a single use lube packet out of his pocket before tossing them away. Hawke slicked up his fingers and poured a sufficient amount of slick out onto his fingers, and then snapped the lid closed. He dropped the lube onto the bed.

Dick's high pitched grunt filled the room as Hawke's fingers pushed into his ass. He stiffened for a moment and then rippled. Dick’s eyes crossed. The man had nailed his sweet spot on the first try. His heart thundered against his chest.

Hawke started thrusting his fingers into Dick's tight ass over and over again, until Dick felt the little ring of muscles stretch and pulse against Hawke's fingers. He added another one and then another until Dick felt as if he had all of them in his ass.

"Need you, Dick," Hawke whispered as he pulled his fingers free. He flipped Dick over onto his stomach, pulled him back onto his knees, then scooted up against Dick's ass cheeks.

Hawke settled behind Dick a moment later, gripped his hips, and then slowly began to split Dick in half. He eased inside Dick, as if Hawke was afraid he would hurt him. This time, Dick didn’t beg the man to rush. He was lost in what Hawke was doing to him, praying it lasted forever.

Dick thought he might pass out. He felt like his ass was being speared in two as Hawke slowly pushed forward, sinking his huge cock into Dick's tight hole. By the time he felt Hawke's thighs brush up against his ass Dick thought he might be able to taste the man's cock in his throat.

He needed Hawke to move, to fuck him, to do something. He was being impaled on a two by four and the man was just standing there, not moving. It was driving Dick insane. His ass was stretched so wide he felt like he might be split in half and he ached.

Dick's heart jumped into his throat when he felt Hawke's hands smack down on his ass cheeks. He almost reared back in protest. He didn't do the whole spanking thing. It wasn't one of his kinks.

And then those large, powerful hands slammed down on him again just as the man started to move. Whatever protest Dick was going to give was lost in the loud cry of ecstasy that flew out of his throat.

Every inch of Hawke's massive cock dragged across Dick's sweet spot as the man pulled out and pushed back in. For one crazy second, Dick wondered if Hawke's cock had been specifically designed just for his ass. It felt like he filled every inch of Dick, as if Hawke was supposed to ignite every nerve in his ass.

"Are you mine, Dick?"