Redhawk Caldera Desperate for attention

Trick really wasn't sure what his dick liked- his mind told him that women were the way to go, but his heart was bound on getting fucked himself again. It was confusing, and he usually just tried to not think about it too much. He hadn't been normal for a very long time, and he guessed he could stay that way. Not everyone had to fit in, and the Caldera didn't seem to care what he wanted when it came to sexual needs anyway. He blushed under his obsidian black fur. Really? Is that normal too? He asked, interested. He wasn't interested in anything romantic with either of his leaders, but he really was interested in what was deemed "normal" here. If he could do both- he would certainly do both.

Makes sense. He nodded understandingly. Although he really liked bastards. Sometimes, he wondered if he had been one as well. His memory only made him see flashes of Thor's family every now and then if he tried to think of his past- never his real one. Of course, he had been told about it, but who his parents were exactly; he had no idea.