OVERTIME:: main!Mark Grayson x hero!Reader
WARNING:: sneaky link!invincible x hero! reader, fem!reader, blowjob, riding, hair pulling, choking, teasing, car sex; 18+ mdni
SUMMARY:: there’s a thrill about fucking someone you work with, but it’s an even bigger thrill when you have no clue who is under the masks you wear.
NOTES:: this is my first invincible smut so don’t eat me up idk😭
Your adrenaline was practically rushing through your muscles as your heartbeat practically rattles in your ears after a heated fight with the Mauler twins. The second everything was taken care of you could feel the burning gaze of invincible through his goggles and it made your stomach churn in excitement.
The two of you had been hooking up for a while now, conveniently wandering off and disappearing. Never showing up together but definitely leaving together, and all it took was a look from the other before the blue, yellow, and black clad hero would mumble out an excuse to go before you would shortly after disappeared.
Mark knew to always look for your car parked in the same alleyway tucked in between abandoned buildings and shops; the only time the two of them can actually find a sense of peace without having to stop and be reminded that millions are depending on them.
“We really need to find a better spot to do this, what if someone walks through this alley?” The masked man asks and it makes the slowly growing grin on your lips purse your lips into a smile. “There’s a reason my car is parked here all day, no one is going to see us” you try to put him at ease.
If there’s one thing you realized during the far and few times in between your time with invincible; whoever was under that mask was very cautious and you also liked that about him. Invincible had a heroes mindset in situations where he had little to worry about. “But-“ he was immediately ripped from his paranoid thoughts as you press a short lived kiss to his lips. “We are fine. Stop worrying; and kiss me” you mumbled against the corner of his lips.
Your words settle and it makes him puff out a sigh before he presses his lips against yours. The warmth of your bare fingers against his skin makes him dizzy, the way your chest presses against his as you lean over the console that kept mark from pulling you into his lap.
His hands trail from your waist down to your thighs, squeezing the soft skin under his fingers just enough not to hurt you. His tongue pressing to your lips as you part them granting him entrance, the sound of him groaning against you making his chest vibrate under your hands.
The hot strings of saliva dribbling on the edge of your lips, the feeling of his lips wrapping around your tongue and sucking making you moan softly, your hands trail up to his onyx hair tugging slightly making a moan rip through his throat before he pulls away with heavy glazed over eyes; his hair messy and his lips an irritated shade of red.
Your bottom lip being tugged by your teeth as the small string of spit connects the two of you. “Fuck I need you” he groans as he climbs between seats into the back, sat in the middle, his legs spread as if he was waiting for you to take your rightful place; in his lap.
You climb in once you see he’s comfortable, your legs perching over his thighs, the feeling of his hands firmly tangling around your back pressing into your lower back making you arch against him. “Needed this for a while” he mumbles, the sheer rawness in his voice makes you shiver.
“I’m here now” you state and it makes Mark’s hands trail down to your ass as yours rests on the back of his neck, he guides your hips to grind against the growing bulge in his costume that makes makes you gasp and chase the feeling that builds up in the pit of your stomach.
Your teeth clash as you leave open mouths kissed against each other, his lips were soft and warm. your hand moves from gripping the seat cover to running through his onyx locks. Your eyes fluttered shut as well as his making you tug on his tresses earning you a small groan.
Your lips trace each other to the point you wouldn't break from the kiss until your lungs screamed for air making you pull away. Mark didn't care to catch his breath, he began leaving kisses down your neck sucking small red spots that would soon swell over into bruises in all kinds of shades from purple, blue, and red.
His hand that once touched your jaw was now clutched on your waist. He was high off just the sound of the small moans and little puffs of air you let out of your mouth while he continued to lick and suck harshly against your neck. "Fuck, you're so good" he whispered looking up at you through his goggle with blown out pupils.;
he can't help but to reach out and rub the callused pad of his thumb over your parting lips, pressing the salty digit flat against your tongue, and retreating it in the same breath to hook it around your cheek. Pulling it away with a soft pop a small groan leaves his lips as he lets his mind wander.
The hold you had on him was tight and you didn't even know it, it was like you were a love-sick Anaconda and with that, your grip on him had become almost deadly. He felt like he was choking up his words because his mind was too clouded by the feeling of your weight in his lap.
His hand's grip on your thigh wanting to pull you in deeper, your knees knocking against each other as you shudder at the feeling on his teeth, and plump lips dragging against your skin that he had marked as his for the night. "I wanna suck you off” you mumbled in hopes of wanting to fulfill whatever raunchy fantasy you had been living at the moment.
Pulling back you see the small grin on his lips from how disheveled you had looked. Your chest was rising and falling in an uneven battle of tug of war with your lungs. You sit up on your knees trying your best to climb out of his lap to tuck your legs under your thighs. Like the obnoxious man you’ve grown to know slightly, he fumbles around with his clothes not even touching the mask on his face until he is stripped down to his boxers.
“For someone named invincible, you sure are clumsy when we have sex” you tease and it didn’t take a person with 20/20 vision to see the blush that stung at his cheeks at your words “I’m just excited is all” he admits sheepishly which earns a small smile and a firm peck to his lips before you strip out of your own clothes and toss the clothes into the front seat.
“It’s okay” you mumbled as your eyes barely looked up at him, your mouth damn near water at the side of him hard, your palm running over his cock. You could almost moan at the hitch in his breath or how his hips grind against your palm chasing the warm and heavy touches. “Fuck” he groans as your fingers grip onto the elastic band of the only thing keeping you from touching him.
Pulling them down his thighs you can see how much he needed this, the way he twitched against his lower stomach, how his stomach slowly began to rise and fall under his heavy breathing and the small happy trail that was practically begging to be kissed and licked on. you wet the palm of your hands with your tongue before taking his cock into your fist, slowly jerking and teasing the tip with your thumb.
“Fuuck” he moans, the sound bouncing off the windows of your car, his teeth caging his bottom lip as his brows furrowed together he pushes his hips into your hand. He began to pull out slowly, just enough to keep his head inside before pushing back in. A groan escaped his throat at how good it felt. His sounds make you dizzy as you press your thumb against his tip that makes him gasp.
“That’s it” you whisper and lean down to take him into your mouth; in that moment Mark didn’t know if he had entered the gates of Heaven or if he was hallucinating, but regardless he knew that he felt too fucking good to care. Flattening your tongue against the underside of his cock you dragged up against the vein running up to the tip— he let out a rich moan that ended with a groan "shit". His head was thrown back against the pillow and his breathing was labored.
you rubbed your thighs together as that incessant warmth between your legs became stronger and stronger. you could, feeling the tip nudge the back of your throat while your nose was nestled tightly against his pubic bone. While your eyes were closed tight to focus on relaxing your gag reflex to not ruin the tight feeling for him.
His hand gathers your hair back letting you move at your own pace, he watches the way his cock glistens everytime you pull your head back and how intoxicating it all truly felt, how the warmth of your mouth had his mouth agape and his thighs trembling at the sight. How sloppy you were becoming under him, the way strings of spit gathered at the corners of your lip spilling onto your chin as you took him deep into the back of your throat.
“s’so good” he slurred feeling his hips follow the heat of your mouth every time you pulled back, the small gagging sounds every time you took him deeper, how your throat got tighter. He felt so sensitive, but so invincible. Mark could feel the coil in the pit of his stomach tightening by the second. It wasn’t much help to last longer with the way you used one of your hands to wrap around his base as you practically watched his soul leave his body, and the other on his lower stomach pressing against his abs.
Mark knew it was over when you pulled your mouth from his cock breathing heavily as you used your hands to jerk him off, with the way he was breathing and his knuckles turning white at his sides. “Fuck- you’re gonna make me cum” he moaned breathily watching the way your tongue swiped over his tip repeatedly as his he tries to keep his head up and look at you, but your eyes were so eager as if you were begging him to stuff your mouth full of his cock and cum down your throat.
The second you pushed your head down all the way to his base; it was over. His body tensing up as he groaned shooting down thick pearl spurts painting the inside of your throat. He watched as tears fogged your eyes and the way your mascara ran down your cheeks; he wanted more- needed more.
Mark Grayson was sure he died and went to Heaven when you slowly pulled off his cock with a loud ‘pop’ you wiped away the cum that had managed to cover your chin slightly. “C’mere” Mark lets go of the tangled mess he made of your hair tucking away the stray pieces behind your ear you find your way back into his lap, your limbs tangling up as he kisses you roughly.
The rough skin of his palms gripping your ass as you perch yourself against his thigh grinding, the wet patch on your panties brings a surge of pride to Mark’s chest.
“I need you. Like now” you say against his lips, and if Mark thought he was in Heaven before, he’s definitely there now. Reaching his hand up your back he unhooks your bra letting it fall down your shoulders baring you to him.
Pulling your panties to the side, Mark pressed his tip against your entrance practically yelling at himself to go balls deep. “You’re so soaked” he looks down between your thighs watching the strings of your slick attach to his cock before he slowly pushed inside you, the small car filling with mixed moans as he slowly urges his hips against yours, the feeling of being inside you raw.
A whimper left his lips at the feeling of your walls closing around him. He placed his hand on your ass, kneading the flesh harshly. When you sink down to the base and grind your hips down against him; Mark has to hold your hips down to stop himself from cumming right then and there. He can feel you twitching around him, practically dripping down his cock. “Slow down, don’t wanna finish so fast” he mumbled wrapping his arms around your waist rubbing gentle circles on the warm expanse of your back as he calmed himself down.
His breathing ragged as he settled his face between your neck and shoulder, Mark had no clue if he’d last, quite honestly he didn’t care, he just wanted to get you off. “He pulls back slightly to kiss and suck at the supple skin that is canvas waiting to be painted in hickeys.
The warmth of his breath on your neck and how deep he was inside you makes your eyes flutter shut to bask in the feeling of complete pleasure. “Oh fuck” you whimper as you feel his tongue lick a thick stripe up your throat before he tugs the back of your head to meet his searing gaze he presses his swollen lips against yours.
You use this moment to slightly lift your hips and drop them earning that cute little moan you always look for forward to hearing as he smooshes his mouth on your messily. His brain practically frying and trying to reboot all the while you moan mindlessly as your hips build a pace, slow and calculated.
The sheer sound of your moans mixing with the wet sounds of your pussy has Mark on the edge of his seat lifting his hips to meet your thighs. The sound of skin on skin reverberates through out. “You feel so tight, oh my god” his blunt nails start to dig into the skin of your ass as he guides your hips up and down. “Yeah?” You ask shakily and it makes something shift inside him, nodding eagerly “yeah” he huffs out as he pushes your chest to his.
His pace becomes unforgiving, snapping his hips against your ass and your eyes squeeze shut at the pressure building up, you could practically feel your insides shifting around as he practically pounded you without a second thought. Your cries like music to his ears, he catches your lips against his your teeth clashing, and tongues sloppily licking against each other.
“Feels so good” you hiccup against his open mouth as your words mix with the rough groans that tear at the back of his throat. “Fuck, fuck, fuck” he whispered as your grind back against him, the sloshing sound of your pussy is unbelievable and yet regardless it drives you harder to fuck yourself against him.
You could feel the sharp sting in the back of your thighs from the force he used to fuck you, you could care less though, he was fucking you so good the only thing you could do was babble into the skin of his shoulder as you kept up the pace. The coil in your stomach is tightening by the second.
Your nails dig into his skin leaving a red trail down his back that makes Mark’s heart leap through his throat moaning messily. “I’m close” you moan and it pushes him over the edge, his hips snap against yours, jaw slack as his breathing becomes ragged. “Do it for me” he practically begged.
Burying himself inside you at the hilt and pulling out until his tip was just barely pressed into your silky walls and slamming himself back in, he can feel your body go limp for a moment before you shiver a gasp as your thighs snap together as you feel an overwhelming sensation.
Mark hisses at you tightening around him squeezing him so good, he pulls your thighs apart like it’s nothing as his thumb rubs against your clif in harsh circles that makes you curl into him a moaning mess as you feel your orgasm wash over you. “So good” he cooed as he thrusts a few more times before you can feel him shiver against you letting out a deep groan you didn’t know he was holding back.
The feeling of him painting your walls white makes you twitch resting your head over his shoulder, he holds you close as if you were his line almost squeezing the air out your lungs. Slowly the two of you pull apart with sweat clinging to the two of you.
The both of you looked equally destroyed, hair a mess, your makeup smudged and his goggles sitting crooked, he takes them off looking at you with those blown out brown eyes you’ve grown to adore. You press a few more heavy kisses to his lips before you slowly pull off of him wincing at the empty feeling.
Mark picks up a random shirt on the floor of your car he cleans the both of you up, being as gentle as he possibly could; as if he’d break you. The two of you clean yourselves up before getting out of the car almost casually. The flush in his cheeks still visible as he closes the door behind you pressing his back to the warm metal.
“So…same time tomorrow?” He asks almost sheepishly and it makes you roll your eyes before pressing another searing kiss to his lips, your noses nudging each other “same time tomorrow.”
