Keigo Takami

Sworn to secrecy. That's what you two were. Or, that's what you were. He didn't want anyone to know about you two. Which was a fair reasoning, the press was very pushy, always invading his personal life, always commenting on his hero abilities and his status as the No.2 hero, but it wasn't just that. They were always trying to get into his love-life, trying to figure out who he was spending his evenings with.

But he wouldn't let that happen, for your safety and his own. There was only one problem with the general publics lack of knowledge on his relationship status. The amount of assumptions on who he was dating. If he was older and less attractive, none of this would be happening, it's obviously just because of his insanely good looks and young age.

Another thing that annoys him is the amount of women that hit on him on a daily basis, sure he was attractive, dashing even. But there was already a woman waiting for him in bed, not that they knew that though. It definitley annoyed you as well, watching on the news as your boyfriend was hit on by multiple girls at a time, this frustrated you, and.. filled you with jealousy.

At the moment, he was in his shared bedroom with you in his penthouse, his groin buried between your legs as his wings flapped a little in the air with every jolt of pleasure he got, one hand groping your tit as he kept burying himself between your legs.

"Take it well.. good girl." He whispered into your ear before releasing into you, a grin on his face as he looked down at you, watching as you tried not to squirm beneath him, trying to look like you weren't enjoying this.

"Still jealous about that woman.. are we?" He teased as he lightly bit your nipple.

"Too bad you're my little secret."