Synopsis: Team leader Lucy and you have some time to kill after a rough duo mission.
Content (& warnings): smut (mdni), switch!m!reader (sub leaning), rough sex, deepthroat, breast expansion, titfuck, body worship, facefucking, slight power imbalance (everything's consentual), more detailed request here
A/N: thank u to the first request on this blog for also giving me an excuse to start working on posting more universes! admittedly i was very lost & it made it take a while, but i hope you still enjoy <3
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You had dreams about finally getting into the biggest superhero agency to date. While you certainly had no tragic backstories to your powers, and absolutely was a trope you had come to love- superstrength. One that had you awkwardly fumbling with getting used to, but quickly got adjusted. Â
Frankly, thatâs why you got in so quickly- in a lot of ways, this worked as a teaching program for those who had gotten these patterns. People didnât have to be superheroes, and if they did, they had to go through an extremely thurough training program that you had passed with flying colors. It even landed you with the lead team of this entire program, Lucy Robinson.
Every mission so far where youâve had to work with her has somehow made you a flustering mess. You kept just chalking it up to nerves, but given itâs been a few months still, you canât really use that excuse anymore. Generally, you arenât even a nervous person, so you canât use the excuse of being timid. Sheâs definitely noticed, and has absolutely been teasing you with brief comments and gentle touches around your waist and shoulders.
It came to a head after a duo mission that was rough. Both of you came out fine, everyone turned out okay, but what was supposed to be a town watch became an almost building- collapse teardown of the city from a monster that you two had to stop. Stakes were high and both of you were now alone in one of the recovery rooms, trying to catch your breath and calm yourselves down. You were sitting on the beds, taking a sip of water, the silence finally being broken by Lucy.
"If, and only if you're okay with it, we can fuck to get the adrenaline out."
The casualness of it from someone who was technically your boss made you almost choke on your water. You were down for it, but that didn't mean you wanted to jump on board immediately. "Is- is that appropriate?" It was a meek excuse to make sure she was okay while you still dealt with her nerves.
She luckily saw it for what it was, shrugging and walking up to you. "Probably not, but the way we've been eyeballing each other for weeks hasn't been either." She had begun to press up against you, one hand going to your hip and the other to the edge of the bed. "Say no at any point, I'll stop and we don't have to talk about it. Do you want to do this?"
You swallowed and nodded your head, prompting her to go on her knees and begin unbuckling your pants. You were already feeling flushed at the fact you were already hard and leaky, but Lucy clearly didn't mind, the hand on your shoulder trailing down to your cock and the thumb swirling the tip. You could feel how hot your breath was as her face leaned towards yours, lips almost brushing as she spoke.
"You gonna finally tell me what you've been thinking about?"
God. You had here right here asking you and all you could do was let out a shaky breath. There was so much and so little and none of the words were quite right. It didn't help that her thumb was circling your tip with just the right pressure, and she was so close to you, and it was becoming too much from this alone. You could come up with something, but the next thing was getting words out.
"I need your mouth on me." You were stammering the words out, trying to still fight the nerves. "Please."
She didn't seem like she was going to make you explain more, going down on her knees and licking up towards the tip, and almost immediately wrapping her mouth around your tip. Her head was gently bobbing, taking a moment to size you up as you tried not to squirm. You almost started begging for her to stop teasing...
Until she went all the way in.
You swear to God, you felt the way her mouth and throat was adjusting around you. Lucy was just tight enough and applying just the right pressure as she bobbed her head, but she was taking her time as she watched. You could feel her eyes as you groaned and fought to buck your hips in, but each slow drag of her lips against you was driving you over the edge. Eventually, enough was enough, and you grabbed her by her hair to start making her go faster.
The muffled whimper she let out as you did so vibrated directly into you, making you echo one in response. Her throat adjusting, your groans, it was all becoming feral as you chased release. Lucy's nails were digging into your legs as she tried to stabilize herself, slightly gagging.
Watching her struggle and her tits bounce with each thrust kept pushing you over the edge, and finally your body gave in and came. You shoved her head as close to you, and she managed to swallow every drop. Lucy was still watching, batting her eyes as you were slightly hunched over, trying to catch your breath.
She was right. This did help with the adrenaline. But it also wasn't enough.
You watched as Lucy pulled her head away and tried to catch her breath, using her fingers to wipe away any drool or cum that had spilt out. Once she seemed done did you ask, an idea forming.
"You still have enough energy to keep going?" You asked between breaths. She gave a nod, looking up. With that, you slid off the bed and offered a hand to help up. "Take your shirt off and lie down, I have an idea."
Another confused look from Lucy, but she did as asked.
You didnât give much hesitation before straddling her, a newfound confidence helping keep your head clear. You noted as you straddled her, that her bra was stretchy enough it could adapt to flex. It's only feeding into your fantasies. Those fantasies were also quickly becoming reality as your cock rested between her tits.
âYouâre more sensitive when you expand your body, right?â You slowly rocked your hips to test the waters, feeling Lucy squirm under some.
âHow much do you want me to stretch?â She was being so quiet, being so nervous. A contrast to the roughly fifteen or so minutes earlier when she was taking charge.
You rocked back forwards, looking down at her. She was gently holding your hips again, still bracing. âAs much as you feel comfortable.â This was probably a lot when you two were supposed to be recovering, so you didnât want to push her.
Lucy took it anyways. Slowly, her breast expanded to twice their size. You could barely see her face by this point, and you couldnât even see your cocked sheathed between them. Only when she stopped, when you were sure she was done, did you start to move.
You didnât realize till now exactly how sensitive she became until you were rocking into her. She was already whining and gasping into your touch, feeling her hips buck up into nothing behind you. Your goal was to try and be slow, not rush her into this, but each little cut off please was a cry for you to go faster. Do just a little bit more than what you were doing. You felt like you had to return the favor she gave you earlier, but you were trying to test things.
So as you thrust, you began to cup her tits and slowly roll your thumbs over her nipples in tandem. You used your hands to push them closer together, putting more pressure on your cock. The combined sensation with watching Lucy's eyes roll back was just enough to make you loose control again. Seeing someone you admire so much become putty under your touch was doing so much to you, and the fact she was clearly enjoying herself was more than enough.
Lucy expanded her tits slightly larger, pressing flush up against you even when only your tip was between them. She was begging through gasps- "Please, I'm so clooose," or with whimpers and cries. Despite pounding into her, you were still trying to reassure her. "It's okay, I've got you."
That permission seemed to be enough. Her grip on your legs tightened and she let out a cry as she came, almost covering up the sound of droplets on the bed from her squirting. You quickly came to another one of your own, your cum dripping all over her face.
For a moment, you two stayed like that, panting and shaking to try and catch your breath. It wasnât until Lucy gently tapped your leg to move did you finally get the hint, carefully getting off her and going to the nearby bathroom to grab you both rags.
When you came back out, Lucy was sitting up and trying to catch her breath. Her legs and hands were still shaking, so you gently moved to start wiping her face.
âSo⊠post mission stress relief, right?â She laughed, leaning back to let you focus. You let out a soft laugh of your own as she grabbed the other rag from you, moving to start wiping your chest clean.
Yeah, you could get used to this.