INSIDE YOU
POWERLESS!homelander x reader
homelander as that family friend that smiles in your families faces but comes to your room and fucks you everytime they let him sleep on the couch.
i refer to him as john in this | WORD COUNT: 2509 | REBLOGS APPRECIATED !
tw: smut, (double) noncon, age gap (reader is an adult), fem reader, somno, bleeding, physical abuse, public sex i guess but no one really sees so
All night he'd been staring at you; at dinner you'd be eating, and he'd be watching you so intensely. The way you opened your mouth so wide to get the food on your fork in your mouth made him think of you opening your mouth like that for his cock. You'd notice his stares and get super uncomfortable, looking around nervously, which aroused him. You were so cute and shy around him mainly because he was intimidating and strange and very loud….
Your parents let him stay a few days since his house is being exterminated. He wasn’t a bad guest until the second night. You were lying on your bed on your phone; it was like 3 am. Your door was open because you couldn’t bother to get up and close it even if you were thinking about closing it for 2 hours; you were too busy scrolling to get up. John went to the bathroom across from your room in the hall about 20 minutes ago to take a shower.
You didn’t really care as long as he didn’t move your stuff, so it wasn’t on your mind till he came out of the bathroom butt-ass naked and walked past your open door, his cock jumping with each step; your eyes went so wide. He knows you were going to still be awake; he did that on purpose. He only got a glimpse of your reaction; your wide eyes and slack jaw made him smile.
The next day you were sitting at the dining room table eating some cereal as your mom was messing around in the kitchen. John woke up a few minutes ago, sitting up on the couch, stretching and groaning when his back cracked loudly. “Wow, I'm getting old." Your mom laughed, and you just had a straight face. You didn't even want to turn to the living room. But you didn’t have to. He got up and made his way to the dining room table. "How'd you sleep?” he spoke, leaning with his hand flat on the table
you were silent for a few seconds “uhm… i didn’t sleep much…”
He made a fake worried expression. "Oh, young lady, you must get some rest if you want to keep that brain intact, hm?"
“Uhh, yeah, I guess I just had a lot on my mind.”
it was fascinating to him that you hadn’t told your parents what you saw last night; he figured you were perfect for keeping secrets…
The rest of the morning was so awkward you just wanted to get out of the house. You got dressed and were just about to go out the door. "Where are you off to?” your father asked. "Umm, just going to the mall…”
“you sure you want to go alone… there was an incident in that area a few days ago…”
you pursed your lips together
“I think I'll be fine…”
“No, no, why don’t you let John go with you? You could help him find a toy for his son too. "Why wasn’t his son with him anyway…
you tried to object, "Uhm—I"
“Ah, yes, I can take her…” john stood up and walked over to you, patting you on the shoulder
“you’re not dressed and I—I was trying to leave now…” you tried to find a way to have him NOT come with you
"Won't take me long to get dressed; I'm not a beauty queen” he gave THAT smile
“go ahead and get dressed, John; she can wait," your father said sternly
you sighed and plopped down on the couch as john made his way to his bag to get out some clothes then to the guest bathroom
Soon he came out. "Dressed in only 5 minutes; now let's go." he waved his arm towards himself
you let out a deep breath and walked out the door with him
"Have fun!” your father yelled
"We will," John smiled.
You sighed as you started the car, adjusting your seat since your dad had driven the car last, and he always put the seat back far too much.
"What's your problem?"
you just stared at him… Is he serious? You saw his whole dick and balls last night, and now you’re being forced to be in a car with him. What does he think your problem is? You just stayed silent, turning on the radio and driving to the mall. He kept trying to start a conversation the whole ride, and you gave lackluster replies.
When you arrived at the mall, he kept trying to speak to you as the automatic doors of the mall opened. “Look, I was trying to come here to get away from you; leave me alone!” you said before walking into the mall, leaving him behind.
After you were done walking around the mall, you called John on the phone because you had to drive him back home. He answered in a sing-songy tone, "Hellooo."
"Where are you?"
“by the bathrooms”
"Which… bathrooms?"
“the ones by the apple store”
"Well, can you come to the entrance?"
"I'm not done shopping. Why don't you meet me here? i have to go to this toy shop after i finish in the bathroom."
“uhhh… okay fine” you hang up
He smiled, standing by the bathrooms waiting for you
you walked up and you couldn’t see him so you just assumed he was still in the bathroom and leaned on the wall until he snatched you and pulled you into the bathroom with him
"What the fuck?!”
he covered your mouth, his hand taking up half your face covering your nose as well
“listen to me and shut the fuck up."
your heart raced, your eyes were wide and beginning to tear up, and you could barely breathe because his hand
"You're going to listen, okay… no talking back. When I take my hand off your mouth, don’t make a fucking peep, or you’ll regret it.”
you just stared at him
he took his hand off your mouth and you immediately went to scream. He slapped the fuck out of you, which made you shut up and rub your face before he turned you around, pressing your face against the cold tile wall
"You want to scream; I can make you in a way that's far more beneficial to me.” He kicked your legs apart and pulled your dress up and your panties down. He stroked your clit with his fingers, which did nothing. He sighed and pulled down his pants and boxers, his hard cock flying out like it was magnetically attracted to your cunt. "I guess I have to do it the hard way. I'm sorry, sweetheart." He pushed the tip of his cock inside of you with a groan. You squealed; he was so thick it hurt so bad, especially dry. He didn’t even spit on it or anything.
You just breathed heavily trying to get through it; his thrusts became harder and faster. The friction was unbearable, and you were sure you were bleeding. You were. John was staring down at more and more of your blood covering his cock with each thrust. It made him even more horny; he was so close already. You just cried, "It hurts! Please stop!” you whined. He slapped your ass. “I’m almost done. Quit whining. Don't rush me or I'll prolong it; I could go more rounds than one.” You just pouted after that; you didn’t want this to take longer than it had to. He gripped onto your hip and left tit hard, He thrust into you sloppily. He was about to cum; he pulled his hips all the way back and thrust hard into you one last time, pushing you fully against the wall as he came deep inside of you. He groaned, laying his head on your back. "You feel so good, hah…” he breathed out with a smile. He pulled out of you, some of his cum dripping out. He shoved it back in with his fingers and quickly pulled your underwear up. He pulled your dress back down and fixed you up. You were limp, so he had to help you out of the bathroom.
He ended up driving you home. Understandably, you were completely out of it; he had to walk you to the car, and you were limping. The concerned looks of others aroused him; they were all seeing what he made you into.
When you got home, you locked yourself in your room, not even eating dinner. Your parents were wondering what was wrong. John just told them some employee at the mall was really rude to you and you felt super down about it, and of course in this made-up story he says he told them off.
You just curled up in bed still feeling the pain in your vagina. You couldn’t bring yourself to go shower; you were genuinely drained. A few hours later you managed to fall asleep.
Around 2am, when everyone, including you, was asleep, John tiptoed up the stairs hoping for a second round. He couldn’t get the feeling of your cunt out of his head; he was so hard, why jerk off when he has the real girl right upstairs and this is his last night here… Might as well take you one more time.
He turned the knob to your door, only to find out it was locked. He smacked his teeth and looked around till he had the idea to go to your bathroom and use your bobby pin to open the door, which he successfully did. He walked into your room and closed the door behind himself. He crept towards your bed and sat on the edge, the mattress dipping under his weight. He just watched you for a second before he finally went into action.
He pulled your dress up, revealing most of your body. He could see the bruises from his treatment of you forming on your hips and tits. He also noticed his cum from earlier seeping through your panties; it made his cock twitch. He pressed his thumb against your clit through your panties; you whined and squirmed in your sleep. He bit his lip; he can't get any harder. He pulled your panties down and put your legs on his shoulders. He pulled his boxers down, letting his cock spring free. He started rubbing his cock against your cunt, covering his cock in your juices, which he was excited about because he didn’t get to do that earlier. He guided his cock to your entrance, pushing in slowly. You started to stir, waking up.
"Hm..." you whined, blinking your eyes open. You saw him and your eyes widened; he covered your mouth. "Shhh, be quiet. You know what happens when you scream.” You started to cry. You squirmed as he pushed all the way in. Why was he so fucking huge? You whined, hitting him, trying to get him to stop, but he just took your punches as he thrust into you, his head drawn back as he groaned, "Your pussy is perfect, you know that, sweetheart?” You didn’t answer; you just shut your eyes. He paused and moved to lift you up, putting you in a new position
he had you in the lotus position so he could move your body up and down on his cock and also see your face and make you look at him. it was such a romantic position but this situation wasn’t romantic at all, at least to you… To him it was extremely romantic. He placed his hands on your hips, moving them for you. You felt so disgusting. He lifted your dress up and over your head, throwing it somewhere in your room. In this new position he was so deep inside you, stretching you out again; all you could do was cry.
He looked at your tear-stained face and moaned; it turned him on so much seeing you cry. He licked along your cheeks, tasting the salty result of his actions. You just whimpered with an expression of disgust as he fucked into your soft body.
You were so in shock your door was locked. How did he even get in? Why is he like this? He kept grinding his hips down on himself and is now bucking his hips up too. He was so close; he gets close so fast with you. "You're a perfect young lady—I hope you'll... mm keep our secret so I can come back and fill this perfect cunt up again. You just moaned; it was embarrassing how this time your body did react to him. You were tightening around him; you were going to cum soon too.
You rested your head on his shoulder, tears still flowing from your eyes as you started to grind down on him yourself to cum and be done with this, which made him smile. "See, you like it. I know what's best for you… Aren't you lucky I'm doing this too, you… Who else could make you feel like this?" He put his hands behind him flat on the bed and began to thrust up into you erratically. You were basically being bounced on his pelvis. You cried out; his cock was hitting your cervix over and over. It was so uncomfortable but pleasurable at the same time. You started to feel a feeling deep in your tummy; each thrust brought you closer to orgasm.
It was like one of those carnival games where you hit the plate with a mallet and the ball hits the bell; he was hitting your bell over and over till it cracked. You practically screamed as you came. He quickly covered your mouth; as much as he loved your sounds, he'd like to be able to keep coming back and not alert your parents of what he's been doing to you. He kept on thrusting into you, trying to get off. The feeling of you cumming brought him closer. After a few more thrusts, he came with a stifled groan as he was trying not to make noise himself. He held on to you tightly, putting his face in the crook of your neck, kissing it, and licking your sweat.
“Shh, shh, it’s okay, sweetheart..." I’m done for today,” he mumbled again, and you just let out a squeaky sigh. He pulled out of you and lay you down on your bed. He curled up behind you.
He cuddled you for a few minutes, running his hands through your hair, occasionally sniffing it. "You were such a good girl this time…” You were just silent; you couldn’t speak if you wanted to. "Maybe next time I'll eat your cunt; I'm sure it’s just as sweet as you." He was getting a little hard again just thinking about it, but he wasn’t going to fuck you again tonight.
When he was done “comforting” you, he just went back downstairs like none of it happened; he was confident that you wouldn’t tell anyone.
