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Hawks let out a yawn as he awoke, his eyes still closed as he cuddled closer into you, not wanting to leave the warmth of your embrace just yet.
He pulled you closer, nuzzling your neck and kissing lightly.
"Mmm someone is acting all needy this morning." You mumbled sleepily, your arms trailing around Hawks, and your hands brushing lightly through his wings.
He purred at your touch, cooing happily as you brushed through his feathers.
"What can I say? You're just so perfect and warm. I can't help it. I just want to stay in your arms all day." He said quietly, his eyes opening and blinking at the bright light streaming in through the window.
His eyes focused and he couldn't help the happy smile that crossed his face when looking at you.
"God you're beautiful." Hawks murmured, leaning in and pressing a gentle kiss to your lips.
You blushed deeply at his words, and couldn't help the giggle that escaped you as you returned his kiss.
"You might wanna get your sight tested, bird brain. You're the only person who has ever thought that about me." You mumbled, resting your head against your pillow and gazing into his eyes.
Hawks raised an eyebrow, and let out a quiet huff.
"Then every other person in this world is stupid. You are beautiful. From those gorgeous eyes of yours, all the way down to those nice, thick, thighs of yours that drive me wild." He purred, pressing another kiss to your lips.
You blush deepened, and you sent him a small smile.
"What? You prefer your lovers to be a little larger?" You teased, unable to help grinning as you trailed your hand up Hawks chest and cupped his cheek.
Hawks smirked and nodded, nuzzling into your hand lightly.
"You know it kid. I love that you are larger. Gives me so much more to grab and hold, and it means there is more of you to love." He said, his eyes trailing down your body.
"You want to hear the truth? I love the way your ass fills every pair of jeans you own, I love the way fitted shirts cling to your body, showing off each and every curve. I love your stomach more than anything. The way I trail my hands over it, the way I squeeze it, and the way you shiver when I kiss it." Hawks rolled you over, pinning you beneath him as he trailed kisses down your neck.
"You are gorgeous and perfect. And I love how you know it. The way you walk around in just my shirt, the way you walk beside me when in public, like you just know how perfect you are... I adore it. I love you so much." He said, moving back up and pressing a kiss to your nose.
You laughed quietly at Hawks compliments, your face growing redder, and you began squirming under his kisses.
"H..Hawks! S..stop! That tickles.!" You laughed, playfully pushing him away. Hawks grinned and leaned in, waggling his eyebrows at you.
"Tickles? Oh I'll show you what tickles." He said, before his hands moved to your sides, tickling across your waist and hips, eliciting squeals and laughs from you as you attempted to break free.
Hawks grin widened, and he stretched our hsi wings, sending feathers out to caress each part of your body he knew was ticklish.
"A..ahh! HAWKS!" You cried out, your squeals and laughs filling the room as your boyfriend tormented you in the best way he knew how.
By being the annoying, lovable idiot that he was. The man who adored every inch of you. The man who helped boost your confidence by telling you how much he adored you every day.
You loved Hawks, even if he could act like an overgrown child when teasing you.