My Star
You didn’t expect him to say it to you. You knew it was hard for Dex to explain his own feelings, but it still made you feel awkward as you pulled your hand back slowly. You scratched your head and stood up from the couch, handing him his shirt “You’re all stitched up.” he took the shirt from you. He seemed lost in thought, no doubt thinking about what you had just confessed to him. That, you could tell.
“You hungry ? We have a whole menu in here.“ your tried to break the uncomfortable silence that had fallen between the both of you after your confession. You opened the cupboards. "We’ve got canned lasagna, canned macaroni, canned soup…”
He chuckled and pinched the bridge of his nose “I don’t suppose a pizza delivery is an option ?”
“Not if we want to live, no.” you were glad the mood had lightened. “Oh and look, we have canned spaghetti as well.” you waved the can to him..
He was putting on his button-up shirt as he walked over to you to look in the cupboard “Wow. You really did prepare for a long stay.” he said as he saw all the different cans “That or you were preparing for the apocalypse.”
“Is there a difference now ? feels like this city has gone to hell.” you stated.
“Fits the name Hell’s Kitchen now, doesn’t it? .” he said as he took a can from the cupboard.
All of a sudden you heard something, a buzzing sound.
Dex reached for his pocket and took out his phone that was vibrating.
You put the can you were holding back in the cupboard and closed it “Please tell me it’s not Fisk.” your tone was serious as you looked at the phone he was holding.
Dex shook his head “No, it’s a different number.” he accepted the call and held the phone to his ear.
You crossed your arms watching Dex in silence as he answered the call.
You noticed the change in Dex’s attitude and he turns to catch your eyes with his “How did you get this number?”
He waited for an answer “Good ol’ Ray.” Dex said. You heard a voice talk through the phone “She’s fine. Did you get the glass and glitter out of your hair, sparkles ?” a smirk growing on his face.
And with that you knew who was calling, you rolled your eyes.
“Dex, give me the phone.” you walked to Dex.
He covers the phone for a moment “Make me.” he winked at you and grinned.
You gasped at his words.
Matt had said something to Dex and you saw him grit his teeth “Perhaps you should have worried about my girl more before you were dumb enough to let her go for some other woman.”
You tried to grab the phone from Dex but he skillfully threw it in his other hand.
“Damnit, Poindexter.” You muttered and you heard Matt reply something to Dex.
“Oh, but it is my business now. You may be her friend but you still broke her heart.” His eyes locked on yours “And that was the biggest mistake of your life. One I will not make.”
The emotion in his eyes when he said it made you speechless and he held out the phone for you now. It took you a second to notice and then you took the phone from his hand.
Dex walked passed you to the kitchen counter.
“Uhm.. Matt?”
You heard Matt sigh at the other end of the line “Should I be worried he’s going to throw more shit at me ? ”
You chuckled a little and turned around “Not physically, no. But verbally…I can’t make any promises.” You looked over your shoulder at Dex for a moment, he was leaning against the counter.
“Why are you calling, Matt? Is everything okay? Is Sister Maggie okay?”
“We’re fine, (y/n). I ….just wanted to check in and see if you are alright over there ?”
Suddenly you felt hands on your hips as Dex had sneaked up on you. You ignored him, knowing this was him trying to get your attention away from the phone. Away from Matt.
“We’re fine. We managed to get here safely.” You answered and Dex now pushed your hair to the side and placed a kiss on your shoulder his hands still on your hips.
You hear Matt breath in relief “Glad to hear it. There is still the issue of everyone thinking Daredevil killed those people.”
“I am aware. That’s why I plan to do what Fisk did. Instead of framing you, we’ll frame one of Fisk’s henchmen.”
You felt Dex getting closer to you, his chest meeting your back as his grip on your hips got firmer. You covered the phone for a moment “Dex, I know you are trying to distract me and it’s not going to work.”
“We’ll see.” He breathed against your skin and you drew a breath.
“(y/n)?” Matt enquired.
“Yeah, sorry. I’m listening.” You quickly said and tried to stay focused on the conversation.
Now you felt Dex’s hands travel up your sides, lifting your shirt up a bit as he did. His lips finding their playground on the side of your neck “hang.up.the.phone.” he whispered, his voice husky.
It sounded as if he was begging you and it stirred something inside you. And you almost instictively leaned back into him a bit.
It took all of your strength to talk “Uhm, Matt. Can I call you back later ?”
“Sure.. something wrong?” Matt sounded worried.
What were you supossed to answer? That Dex was making your head spin and it was impossible to focus. “No. Everything’s fine. I just gotta…go.”
“Alright. Talk to you soon, (y/n).”
“Bye” was all you could say and Dex took the phone from your hand before he threw it on a cushion without even looking.
You leaned back against his chest while his fingers brushed over your waist. His nose was in your hair and you felt yourself tremble under his touch.
“Dex ?” your breathing was short and rapid.
He moved his mouth to your ear “Yes?” his voice smoky.
“Did you say I was your girl ?” you could barely speak the words as his hand moved to your midriff making you turn to face him.
Your hands found their way on his chest and he held you closer to him, your head was spinning.
He brushed his nose against yours and he placed a kiss on your jawline. “I did.” his hand found it’s way on your back again, tracing your spine. It made you grab on to his shirt. “Because you are..” his lips hovered over yours “..mine.”
His forehead was on yours, his hand in your hair “My star… my love.”
Dex couldn’t help but inhale your scent as he held you close. He felt as if your scent and warmth were going straight into his bloodstream as his body felt like it had finally found what it was missing all this time. The touch of you was like a rush and a sedative at the same time.
His fingers playing with your hair and you pulled him closer by his shirt. You placed a kiss close to his lips, brushing your nose against his, hoping he would initiate.
And he did, his lips crashed on yours. He kissed you with passion, with hunger, as if you were the air for his lungs.
Your hands grabbed on to his collar and you deepened the kiss.
He held on to you firmly until he stopped kissing you.
“Why did you stop ?” you said as you gasped for air, a look of bewilderment on your face.
You saw him look at you lustfully his eyes wandering over you, it was making you blush.
“Why don’t you undress me with your hands instead of your eyes, Poindexter ?” you asked him boldly as you gave his shirt a tug.
His eyes were dark as he grabbed hold of your waist, you knew what he was trying to say and he lifted you up so you could wrap your legs around his waist.
Your arms sneaked around his neck as he carried you to the kitchen counter, he placed you on top of it and you kept your legs around him. Your fingers laced in his hair as you pulled his face to your lips, his hands were going under the hem of your shirt and he lifted it up slowly while tracing his fingers on your skin. You moaned against him as he did, you lifted your arms up and he pulled the shirt over your head, leaving you in your bra. He did not waste any time and started kissing down your neck and you moved to unbutton his shirt. Your hands were shaking and it became frustrating, he noticed and began to help you unbutton it. You slid the shirt off of his shoulders and he took it from you and threw it across the room, not bothering to use his aiming skills at this point. Your eyes fell on his chest, letting your fingers glide over his muscles while he let his hands wander over your body. You leaned closer and started to leave a trail of kisses on his chest.
He was a sight to behold, that was sure. You wanted more and the way his hands were going over your body alerted you that he was thinking the same.
You decided to be bold and used your legs to pull yourself even closer to him, close enough to feel the effect you were having on him.
It suprised him and a groan came from deep inside his throat. He looked down at you, his eyes filled with lust “Bedroom?” his voice was hoarse. You nodded your head towards the bedroom. He made you put his arms around his neck again and lifted you off of the counter, carrying you inside the bedroom before he kicked the door shut again. He only let go off you when he put you down on the bed. “Are you sure about this?” he asked you as he trailed kisses down your body.
You pulled his face up to yours “Definitely.” you told him before you kissed him hungrily.