imagine you are jack quaid. or karl urban. or anthony starr. and nepo cast member pretty boy ackles is in cahoots with the creator of your show. he is able to bring in his frat brother and frat lover from that one shit show that can't seem to die. you want to say something but gay people would crucify you.
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synopsis: you get taken as hostages in a bank robbery with your husband and your baby. homelander rescues you. he sees that youāre lactating, and proceeds to break into your home one night when youāre alone.
WARNINGSā¼ļø: noncon, piv, mommy kink, age difference (younger reader), age play, pacifier kink, lactation kink, breastfeeding, fingering (f receiving), oral on f, oral on m, belly bulge, size kink, dry-humping, sloppy kissing, forced relationship, kidnapping, possessive behavior, dacryphilia
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you and your husband josh have been together for two years now. highschool sweethearts. you got pregnant rather fast and wanted to keep it, so here you are. with your stroller, buying diapers.
youāre headed for the bank next, since you need to open up a savings account for heather, your baby.
youāre leaning on josh as you wait for your turn. josh is amusing heather.
then, suddenly.
āeveryone get the fuck down!ā a voice shouts.
six men in masks walk in, holding guns.
everybody screams.
āshut up and get down!ā one of the men shouts.
you obey, getting on the ground. heather starts crying. you take her into your arms, hushing her.
a guard grabs her gun, but one of the men is quick to shoot her.
you start crying as well. josh takes you into his arms. āweāll be okay, baby. letās just stay down. i bet homelander will be here soonā, he tries to calm you down.
āshut that fucking baby up!ā one of the men yells at you.
you continue hushing heather, teary-eyed.
two of the men head to the back with some bank worker, and the rest stay there, guarding the hostages.
one of the men approaches you.
ānew mom, huh..ā he murmurs. he kneels down and takes you buy the hair.
ādonāt touch her!ā josh hisses.
the man grins and knocks josh out with the gun.
ābaby!ā you cry, trying to get him to wake up.
āshh, loveā, the man says, stroking your cheek.
then, someone speaks.
āhello boysā, itās homelander. heās standing at the door. queen maeve is with him.
ādonāt take another step or iāll start shooting them! iāll start with the pretty mommy!ā the man shouts.
homelander is quick to use his laser on the men, taking their weapons.
queen maeve knocks two of them out while homelander starts tying two of them up.
the police rush to the building, along with some medics to make sure that everyoneās okay. queen maeve runs after the two robbers remaining, who have probably run out the back door.
josh wakes up.
ābaby, are you okay?ā you ask.
he nods, holding his head.
homelander approaches you.
āthe babyās alright?ā he asks.
āy-yeah..ā you say, starstruck.
āoh my god, homelander! thank you!ā josh says.
āitās nothing, itās my job to keep the people safeā, homelander says with a smile. you donāt know how to explain it, but it doesnāt seem like a genuine smile. he seems fake.
heather starts fussing. you take your breast out and start breastfeeding her.
āhow old is she?ā homelander asks.
āfour monthsā, you say.
āwhat a little miracleā, homelander says with that same, fake smile. you feel uneasy, having him watch you breastfeed. josh doesnāt seem to mind, heās busy thanking homelander.
the police interrogates you, after that youāre free to go. you go to the hospital to get josh and heather checked out.
then you head home, tired and shocked after the day.
you put heather to sleep, then you cuddle up in joshās arms.
āwhat a fucking dayā, he says.
āyeahā, you say, letting out a deep sigh.
āshould i cancel that trip tomorrow?ā josh asks.
āno baby, you could get a promotion! weāll be okay, i can always call my momā, you answer.
josh kisses you on the cheek. āyouāre perfect, did you know that?ā he says.
you chuckle.
the next day josh leaves for the work trip. youāre alone with heather. she sleeps and cries most of the time, so youāre either watching tv or holding her.
homelander, john is alone in the meeting room. he stayed there after all the others had left. heās sitting in his chair, thinking about you.
a young, beautiful mom. full breasts. you were so cute, all teary-eyed and scared. until he came to rescue you. surely you would want to thank him.
you donāt know it, but homelander followed you home yesterday. he had to know where you live.
heās thinking about it. sure, itās wrong. for a superhero to abuse his powers like that. but does he really care? no, he doesnāt. when he wants something he gets it. and he heard you talking about that work trip with your husband, he knows youāre alone.
so he leaves the building.
youāve just put heather to sleep. youāre watching tv and drinking some wine, pretty relaxed. the robbery is still fresh in your mind. you would feel better if josh was at home, but youāre sure heās going to get that promotion. and you surely need it.
suddenly, a sound. itās coming from the front door.
you stand, following the noise.
and then you see him.
homelander. standing right in front of you in the living room.
you let out a scream.
āshh, shhā, homelander hushes you. āno need to screamā, he says. ājust here to make sure youāre okayā, he adds.
āiām- iām fineā, you say.
he takes a step closer to you. you instinctively back off.
āfine? doesnāt seem like itā, homelander says. āyouāre all alone..ā he adds.
"homelander..." you start, but he cuts you off.
"call me john", he says.
he sits down on the couch. ācome hereā, he says.
you just stare. ājohn- get out- get out of my houseā, you say.
homelander chuckles. āare you really gonna talk to me like that? me?ā he says.
he taps on the couch, signaling you to come join him. your hesitantly obey, sitting down next to him.
āwhat do you want?ā you ask.
john chuckles. āisnāt it obvious?ā he says. he leans in, putting his arm around you.
āno!ā you say, trying to back off. but he has a strong grip on you.
āyouāre so youngā¦ so sweet and pure.. like the holy maryā, he murmurs.
āyouāre leakingā¦ā he says, staring at your breasts. and sure enough, your top is stained with milk.
you notice drool forming at the corner of his mouth.
he gently cups one of your breasts.
ādonāt touch me!ā you hiss.
āshh, mommyā, homelander whispers.
then his mouth is on yours. a wet, intrusive kiss. his tongue pushes past your teeth as he licks into you with a lot of enthusiasm.
you whimper and try pulling away, but heās not letting you move. he keeps smacking his lips against yours, drooling all over you. heās actually whimpering while kissing you, and you can feel his body trembling against yours.
when he finally pulls away itās with a wet smack and a line of drool connecting your mouths.
āyouāre gonna be my mommyā, he says, almost casually. āiām your babyā, he adds.
āno way!ā you whine.
ādonāt talk backā, homelander hisses.
he pulls up your top, exposing your leaking breasts. he lets out a groan at the sight.
āchrist, youāre so beautifulā, he says.
you cover yourself up. he tskās. āstop thatā, he says, like youāre doing something offensive.
he forces your hands away, staring at your breasts.
āhold me, mommyā, he whines, putting his arms up like he wants to be picked up.
when you donāt react he forces himself on your lap, head under your breasts.
you start crying.
"shh, shh, mommy, donāt cry", he coos.
he latches onto your tits like a baby, eagerly suckling on your milk. heās slurping loud, moaning.
itās all over his face as he drinks, heās messy with it.
he lets out a burp and keeps going, lapping up your milk like his life depends on it.
he keeps going for at least ten minutes, sucking and moaning and whimpering, gulping loudly.
you just cry.
when he stops he kisses you with his milk-stained lips, he tastes sweet.
"mommyās turn to feel good", he murmurs, laying you down on the couch.
"no, no no! please stop", you sob.
"shh, mommy, let me take care of you", he purrs.
he climbs on top of you, squeezing your wrists above your head. you can feel your bones cracking from his rough touch.
he pulls down your sweatpants and underwear, revealing your cunt. he twirls his fingers on it.
"mommyās all wet", he says with a triumphant grin.
you freeze. you couldnāt be? but you really are.
he starts kissing and sucking on your neck, going down to your breasts.
he latches onto your tits again, drinking your milk. then he starts humping your leg. his hard cock is grinding against your leg as he dry-humps you like a fucking dog. heās whimpering while doing it too, sounding pathetic as hell.
he licks your leaking breasts clean, then he starts smooching on your belly.
"i wanna see you all round with my baby..." he murmurs, gently nibbling on your skin. he licks your bellybutton and descends to your inner thigh.
he kisses it gently before leaning in on your wet cunt. he inhales. "fuck, you smell amazing", he says. he spreads you open roughly.
"please donāt", you cry. "i have a husband", you say.
"heās not here, is he? he left poor mommy all alone, no one to take care of you", he says, mock-sad.
he licks through your folds once, twice. you flinch. he moans. āahh fuck, you taste like heavenā, he groans.
his mouth crashes against yours cunt as he starts lapping up your fluids, tongue going everywhere. you cry out from the sensation.
his tongue goes to your clit next as he starts eagerly sucking on it, closing his lips around it.
āa-ahh, no- stopā, you mewl.
he doesnāt stop. he just chuckles and keeps eating you like a starved man.
your legs are shaking already. his fingers are digging into your soft skin as he eats you, surely bruising. heās holding back, of course he is. he could crush you in the blink of an eye. but he wonāt.
ācome for me, please mommyā, he whines, almost like a child.
heās making out with your cunt hungrily, drooling all over you.
you squirt on him then. he swallows everything. then he takes off his glove. he shoves two thick fingers inside you, hooking them.
you cry out, arching your back.
he starts pumping his fingers in and out of you while sucking on your clit.
youāre squirting all over him, the couch is a mess at that point.
ācāmon mommy, come for meā, he murmurs.
and you do. you sob as you come, your fluids wetting his face and fingers, your legs shaking uncontrollably.
homelander kisses your inner thigh and leans in on your breasts again.
āmommy, i want you to breastfeed me againā, he says.
āi donāt wanna!ā you cry.
he starts pouting, his face slightly flushed, eyes glossy.
ābut iām your baby..ā he mumbles.
he ignores your pleas as he starts drinking your milk again, smacking loudly.
your breasts are swollen and sore, red from where heās sucking.
he has his eyes closed as he enjoys the taste of your milk.
āpet meā, he demands, and goes back to sucking on your nipple.
you reach out with a shaky hand, petting his hair. he starts literally purring, nuzzling his face even harder against yours tit.
he stops after another ten minutes and forces a wet kiss on your lips.
then he starts peeling off his suit. you freeze under him as he removes his clothing, revealing his toned chest. his belly is round from your milk.
he peels it all the way off, revealing his boxers. his cock is rock-hard.
āi want mommy to make me feel goodā, he says, pulling down his underwear. his cock slaps your inner thigh.
ācome hereā, he orders.
ānoā, you resist.
āi wonāt ask a second timeā, he hisses.
you hesitantly lean in on his cock. itās huge. long and thick, the tip angry-red and already leaking precum.
āsuck itā, he says.
when you hesitate he grabs your head and forces his length inside your mouth, all the way to your throat. you gag. it tastes salty, warm. his balls are smushed against your chin as he keeps you buried there.
then he starts thrusting. hard and rough, mouthfucking you without any gentleness.
youāre gagging and crying, but he doesnāt care.
heās moaning loud and filthy, keeping you by your hair.
āfuuuuck yes, take it mommyā, he groans.
you taste his salty precum on your tongue.
āfuck, canāt come yet. i need youā, he murmurs. he pulls his cock out and makes you lie down again.
he rubs the tip of his cock against your entrance.
āno, no!ā you cry.
ājust relaxā, he coos.
he starts pushing in, not gentle at all. it feels like heās breaking you from the inside out, thatās how big he is.
āit hurts!ā you sob.
āshh, mommyā, he purrs, stroking your cheek.
your belly bulges once he bottoms out. he puts his hand on the bulge. āthatās whereā, he says. āthatās where iāll breed youā, he continues.
you shake your head with teary eyes. homelander just grins.
he almost completely pulls out, only to slam back inside you with a force so strong your whole body aches.
he sets a brutal pace, thrusting inside you, balls slamming against your ass.
heās fucking you without any softness or kindness, but like he wants to break you.
he leans in to force a sloppy kiss on your lips. you shut your mouth as hard as you can as response. homelander scoffs and squeezes your nipple so hard that you let out a whimper. thatās when his slimy tongue pushes inside your mouth.
he eagerly twirls his tongue against your teeth and gums, then against your tongue.
wet, filthy smacks fill the room as he fucks you, your squirt dripping on his cock.
youāre crying, cheeks wet with tears. he starts kissing away your tears, tongue dragging lazily on your cheek.
āyeah, youāre gonna have my babyā, homelander whispers.
āno!ā you sob.
he doesnāt listen, but buries himself inside you for one last time. you feel hot, thick spurts of cum pouring inside you.
he crashes on top of you, head on your breasts.
āiām hungry again, mommy..ā he says.
then he starts suckling at your breasts again. your milk flow doesnāt stop.
āgod, youāre like a fountainā, he sighs, almost dreamily.
heās slurping your milk loudly, kissing your breasts at the same time.
then he gets up, clearly to search for something.
he comes back with a childrenās book and a pacifier.
āmommy, read to meā, he says, sitting on your lap like a child.
āiām not doing thatā, you say.
āyes you areā, homelander says, squeezing you hard, threatening.
you open the book with shaky hands. homelander puts the pacifier inside his mouth, resting his head on your breasts.
you feel sick to your stomach.
heās sucking loudly on the pacifier, grossing you out.
as you read you notice his cock hardening again.
you finish the book and homelander gets up, dressing himself. he dresses you next.
you think itās finally over, but he grabs you, scooping you up into his arms, walking out the door.
āstop, let me go!ā you yell. he ignores you and starts flying.
you scream.
the city looks small under your feet, his speed only making you really see lights.
he takes you to his apartment at the vought tower. no one is around at nighttime, at least you donāt see anyone.
at his apartment he starts immediately kissing you. you cry and squirm, but he wonāt budge.
"you like smooches, mommy?" he asks, kissing your teary cheek.
you shake your head, bawling. you canāt seem to stop sobbing.
"take me back! my baby is there!" you cry.
"donāt worry, i already have someone going to take care of heather while your idiot husband is away", homelander says.
"from now on youāre mine, youāll live here with me", he says, like itās final.
"no, no way!" you yell.
"shh", he hushes you. then he forces his lips on yours again.
he pulls away to make more of his terrifying promises.
"youāll give birth to my baby", he says. "youāll be my wife", he adds. "youāll have everything you could ever want. clothes, perfume, jewelry. iāll spoil you rotten", he continues.
"i want my husband!" you sob.
"heās useless, iāll love you so much better", homelander says.
"now come here and give me a kiss", he says, making a kissy noise at you. you shudder.
"if you donāt obey me maybe iāll crush your husbandās head", he threatens you. "or iāll crush little heather. sheād be so easy to pop", he says, like heās discussing the weather.
you start crying harder, but end up leaning in and putting your lips on homelanderās.
he moans against your lips, cupping both your cheekās.
"see? so much better when you do as i say", he says with a smile.
he starts removing his suit again. you dissociate until you see him standing in front of you only in his boxers again.
"you know what to do", he says.
you gulp and kneel, pulling his boxers down. his hard cock slaps your cheek.
you take his tip inside your mouth, twirling your tongue on it. homelander moans loudly.
"deeper, mommy", he says.
you obey, making his cock reach your throat. you gag, but keep going, your tears wetting his cock.
homelanderās moaning loud and filthy, grinding himself against you.
"fuck, youāre good", he says.
his cock feels hot and hard inside your mouth, itās twitching, leaking precum. you swallow it, you have no choice.
itās too big, your jaw is hurting.
he finally comes with a loud grunt. you taste his salty cum on your tongue. you whimper and try pulling away, but he grabs you.
"swallow it. every last drop", he demands.
you obey, gulping down his fluids.
you start coughing when he finally pulls out.
"hold me", he demands, laying down on his bed.
youāre trembling.
panic hits you. you start rushing to the door, trying to get away.
homelander is quick, caging you into his arms.
"no, no, no, mommyās not going anywhere", he says. "now weāre gonna cuddle", he demands.
he forces you into his arms on the bed, pulling the covers on both of you.
he takes the pacifier from the bedside table and puts it inside his mouth, clearly soothed by it.
I'm missing homie rn.. What 'bout some relationship hc's / fic pre-batshit homelander? Pretty pls with sprinkles on top š«”š«”
this might be a bit shit cause it's a bit rushed but i hope u still like itš«”
Dating Pre-Batshit Homelander Headcanons
ā Despite what the public might think, Homelander isn't naturally affectionateā he's affectionate because he's starving for it. The first time you casually reach for his hand, his whole body locks up in fight or flight, because nobody ever touches him without wanting something.
ā Ā John absolutely memorizes everything about youā your coffee order, the rhythm of your heartbeat, your favorite movie, the exact blanket you like for each situationā¦ Shit, he even knows your social security number for Godās sake.
ā Homelander loves hearing praise from you more than he'll ever admit. Compliments from fans feel good, sureā but compliments from his partner? Now thatās a whole nother level of satisfaction.
ā If he's had a particularly bad day at Vought, he doesn't want adviceā he just wants to lay his head on your lap, letting you run your fingers through his hair. These silent, shared moments are a hundred times better for him than you trying to give him solutions to his problems.
ā He is constantly seeking reassurance in subtle ways, he wonāt outright ask you to voice these things. (Mainly because that would come off as vulnerability and weakness) Instead, heāll let little hints drop like: "Did you miss me?" ā¦ "Will you wait for me?" ā¦ "Do you want me to be there?" ā¦ āWhat did you think of my last movie?ā
ā He's clingier than anyone would expectā not in public, obviously. But in private? He's always touching you somehow. Whether itās a hand on your waist, your leg pressed against his under the table, his arms around your backā¦
ā Homelander acts confident, but he gets jealous ridiculously easily. He trusts youā he just doesn't trust everyone else around yāall. After all, who wouldnāt want to have the only thing Americaās golden boy genuinely loves and guards with his life?
ā Being loved is completely foreign to him. Affection that goes beyond the cameras, PR stunts, public ratings or crowdās cheering? Thatās a wild concept to himā just you choosing him every day? Him, as in John, not Homelander. Heāll spend every second of his life compensating for that privilege (your love) heās convinced he hasnāt earned yet.
no lube, no protection, all night, all day, from the kitchen floor to the toilet seat, from the dining table to the bedroom, from the bathroom sink to the shower, from the front porch to the balcony, vertically, horizontally, quadratic, exponential, logarithmic, while i gasp for air, scream and see the light, missionary, cowgirl, reverse cow girl, doggy, backwards, forwards, sideways, upside down, on the floor, in the bed, on the couch, on a chair, being carried against the wall, outside, in a train, on a plane, in the car, on a motorcycle, the bed of a truck, on a trampoline, in a bounce house, in the pool, bent over, in the basement, against the window, have the most toe curling, back arching, leg shaking, dick throbbing, fist clenching, ear ringing, mouth drooling, ass clenching, nose sniffling, eye watering, eye rolling, hip thrusting, earthquaking, sheet gripping, knuckles cracking, jaw dropping, hair pulling. teeth jitterbug, mind boggling, soul snatching, overstimulating, vile, sloppy, moan inducing, heart wrenching, spine tingling, back breaking, atrocious, gushy, creamy, beastly, lip bitting, gravity defying, nail biting, sweaty, feet kicking, mind blowing, body shivering, orgasmic, bone breaking, world ending, black hole creating, universe destroying, devious, scrumptious, amazing, delightful, delectable, unbelievable, body numbing, bark worthy, can't walk, head nodding, soul evaporating, volcano erupting, sweat rolling, voice cracking, trembling, sheets soaked, hair drenched, flabbergasting, lip locking, skin peeling, eyelash removing, eye widening, pussy popping, nail scratching, back cuts, spectacular, brain cell desolving, hair ripping, show stopping, magnificent, unique, extraordinary, splendid, phenomenal, mouth foaming, heavenly, awakening, devils tangos, he could put a nuclear bomb inside me and I'd still ride. Morning, noon, and night, he can pump me full and turn me into his own personal Supe making factory
