Incentive
Summary: Butcher and Hughie dress to the nines to attend a movie premiere with their Supe girlfriends. Butcher is apprehensive since he’s gotta rub elbows with the likes of Homelander, but she promises a reward to her good boy if he behaves.
Warnings: Smut 18+, cursing, dirty talk, daddy kink, subspace, anal, creampie (canon for Butcher🫣), brief edging, brief angst? (tense moment w/ Homelander)
Notes: So that one episode of season 2 but add Butcher with smut is really what’s happening here🤣 character/reader’s (whatever lol) supe name is Valkyrie (so original I know).
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“Stop messing with it! You guys look so sharp!” Valkyrie giggled as she slapped Billy’s hands away from his tie.
“Feel like a bloody packed sausage,” the man grumbled.
“Yeah, yeah, you love your shitty boots and coat,” she rolled her eyes playfully before pecking his lips, “Thank you for coming. I know this is a lot.”
“Well, ya do give quite the incentive, love,” he smirked at her.
Valkyrie recalled the conversation she had to convince her lovely boyfriend to attend the movie premiere. It was a big ask. Not only was she asking him to be in a room full of people they were trying to kill, but they were also publicly debuting their relationship. For a man who’s lived his life in the shadows, it took some convincing in the form of tying him up and edging him to near delirium.
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“Fuck! Fine! For fuck’s sake, love! I’ll fuckin’ go!” Billy barked as he strained against his own belt.
Valkyrie let a sultry smile spread across her painted lips, “You gonna play nice, daddy?”
He groaned in frustration, “Fuck nah!”
“Yes, you will,” she stopped moving her hips completely.
A frustrated growl rumbled.
“You play nice at the premiere, and I’ll give you a reward,” she smirked when his cock twitched.
Her hips barely moved, coaxing an answer from him. She bit her bottom lip as she watched him struggle with his decision. The shit headboard creaked every time he pulled on the belt, “Shouldn’ ‘ave taught ya to tie a bloody fuckin’ knot.” Valkyrie giggled as her fingers danced along his pecs, tracing her nails over the lipstick and scratch marks that decorated his skin. The poor man was finally put out of his misery the second he voiced his compliance, her hips picking up frantically.
//
Valkyrie and Billy met through Annie. She was a Seven candidate they wanted to flip, a fail safe for Annie if she gets found out. Butcher had been stand off-ish with her until she wore him down. Her commitment to The Boys and ability to make him feel like a teenager again was impressive. The romance blossomed before the teams’ eyes and was further confirmed when they were caught fucking in a broom closet.
“Wow, Butcher! I didn’t know you could clean up so well,” Annie teased as she joined Hughie’s side.
“I told ya, Starlight, it’s neva’ gonna work between us, so don’ try an’ get on me good side,” Billy said matter-of-factly, “It’s not me. It’s you. We’re just…two different people.”
Annie rolled her eyes, “Alright, well, I was just trying to be nice. How do you stand him?”
“He’s not too bad when you give his mouth something to do,” Valkyrie smirked as she wiped a hint of her lipstick from his bottom lip.
“Can’ get enough of me mouth, can ya, love?” he chuckled darkly as she slapped his chest.
Hughie cleared his throat awkwardly at the sexual energy. Ashley suddenly came around the corner and began fussing over them all. The red head was like a gnat, swarming and buzzing around the individuals she was hired to manage. Valkyrie took Billy’s hand as they began to line up.
She wouldn’t admit it out loud, but she was ecstatic to show off Billy. It was a fucked up situation this was all happening in. In this line of work, you had to appreciate the little things. It was risky to debut their relationship like this, plaster his face next to hers in the papers and magazines. It was a risk but a power move. Play nice until it’s time to strike.
His hand suddenly squeezed hers tighter. His entire demeanor shifted to something darker. Her eyes scanned over the people ahead of them and couldn’t miss the bright blonde hair and American flag cape. Without a second thought, she made Billy wrap his arm around her waist, “Easy. Long game, Billy. That’s what we’re playing.”
It was when Homelander looked in their direction that she worried all hell would break loose. Annie and Hughie stood in front of them, acting as a shield of protection. The look in Homelander’s eyes was hard, irritated. An emotion flashed across the cold man’s eyes like an animal that caught a whiff of an intruder in its territory. Valkyrie was quick to place a strong hand on Billy’s chest when she felt his muscles tense, ready to pounce. “You can do this,” she quietly soothed.
“You got this, Butcher,” Hughie encouraged.
“Shut it,” the Brit snapped.
It was her small fingers slipping through the slits of his black button up that grounded him. She traced little circles on his skin as she coaxed the anger down with a soft touch and a sweet tone, “Just focus on the four of us. The second the cameras start flashing, you won’t even be able to see him.”
Billy finally heaved a sigh before stepping back, arm staying tight around her waist as the procession moved forward. They were getting closer to the red carpet and the crowds of paparazzi and fans. On the other side of the divider, it sounded like a madhouse. “Hi! Ashley Barrett! You must be William Butcher?” Ashley suddenly approached the couple.
“Billy, please,” he insisted, holding his hand out to shake hers.
Ashley swiftly ignored it, “Anyway, we are just soooo excited you guys are going public! So cute! We love a power couple! Even if one of them is in Supe Affairs.”
“What better way to show Vought’s cooperation with the U.S. government? Get some brownie points towards that military contract, Ash,” Valkyrie sucked up.
“Let’s fucking hope so because we will literally have a PR nightmare on our hands if both of these debuts don’t go the way we want,” Ashely grit her teeth in a fake smile, “God I’m insane. Two supes dating Supe Affair agents.”
“Love, don’t you worry about me and me mate Hughie ova’ there. We’ll be as good as altar boys, we will,” Billy cut in, “You go ‘ave ya self a stiff one. Lady’s choice.”
Ashley only stared, blinking in disbelief before walking away in a fluster of stress and anxiety.
“I’m pretty sure she shits bricks. Homelander’s got her yanking her hair out,” Annie leaned over.
Hughie and Annie were called for their turn. They took each other’s hands as they stepped out into the spotlight, cameras flashing and people screaming even more. From where she stood, Valkyrie could see Annie beaming as she took pictures with Hughie. She looked happy, radiating an inner glow that only came from being with someone you care for deeply. Billy made her feel that way. She wanted to show that off to everyone, brag about this wonderful and insane man.
Billy watched her fuss with the fur lining of her cloak and its chain running across her chest. Vought had dressed her like a Viking warrior which made sense considering her supe name. He watched her fidget with all the little pieces of her costume, nerves clearly creeping into her mind. He smiled as he pressed a kiss to her temple, “Ya beautiful, pet. Quit.”
“Beautiful enough for you to behave?” she teased.
He chuckled, “Bein’ this beautiful only makes me misbe’ave, darlin’.”
She laughed sweetly as he growled and kissed her neck.
“Save it for the cameras!” Ashely hollered at them.
As they intertwined their fingers, she took a steadying breath before stepping out. The crowd went wild the second Butcher was visible. This big bad man from Supe Affairs being led around by one of Vought’s sweethearts? That was a headline. It was a whirlwind of blaring lights and people yelling directions. Valkyrie leaned into his side and placed a hand on his chest to pose for more pictures. Naturally, his arm wrapped around her waist once again and planted a kiss to her temple. After watching Hughie and Annie, PDA was a big hit with those fuckers with cameras, and they ate it up!
“Valkyrie! Over here! Give us a smile!”
“Valkyrie! Who’s the new man?”
“Just the supes now!”
She looked up at Billy and gave a sweet smile and nod. He took her hand in his, kissed her knuckles, then backed away to stand shoulder to shoulder with Hughie. Paparazzi loved his sweet gesture. Valkyrie felt her heart swell, and Hughie had a surprised expression at his friend’s show of affection. The two men sat back and watched their ladies go to work.
“Tell me I’m ain’t gonna regret this, lad,” Billy mumbled as tension seeped into his shoulders, “Can feel ‘omelander eyein’ me like a bloody gallon’a milk.”
Hughie swayed a bit on his feet, “Homelander won’t try anything with all these witnesses. Look, you’re not just doing this for The Boys, Butcher. You’re doing it for her. I mean, look how happy she looks.”
Billy saw that inner glow. The inner glow of a woman who was fulfilled by the one she chose. A smile tugged at his lips when she glanced over her shoulder at him and cheekily scrunched her nose. He reciprocated the action with a smile. Incentive or not, he would do anything for her. He’d do anything and everything if it meant she’d run her fingers through his hair and kiss his face. He wanted to be good for her. Do good for her. Their business meant they had to do a fuck ton of bad shit, but he’d do whatever good he could for her in between the bad times.
“Imma fuckin’ destroy ‘er later,” Billy suddenly admitted.
“Okay, I didn’t need to know that,” Hughie blinked.
“Billy! C’mere!” his lady suddenly called.
With a wild smirk, he stepped to his woman. His large hand rested on the small of her back as he stood before a man with a microphone.
“So how does a member of The Seven end up dating a Supe Affairs agent?”
Billy thought that would make her falter, but she was cool and collected, “Not to sound cliché, but it just kinda happened. We met through our wonderful friends Starlight and her boyfriend Hughie, and, instantly, we hit it off.”
“Been inseparable eva’ since,” Billy added.
“Now, do your careers affect your personal lives? Does the dynamics of your jobs change the dynamics of your relationship?”
“It doesn’t really affect anything. Supe Affairs is for those amongst us that want to do the wrong thing. Billy does his job, and I do mine to keep everyone safe,” she was quick to answer.
He was impressed with the control she had over the invasive questions. After what felt like an eternity of interviews and meeting fans, they were all pushed inside where drinks were being served. “That. Was. Exhausting. How do you guys do it?” Hughie asked sipping his drink.
“Did some PR training to be ready for any type of situations,” Valkyrie explained.
“But, you do get those questions that they can’t prepare you for,” Annie laughed, “I had a guy ask me when my period started once.”
“What the fuck?” Valkyrie face contorted in disgust, “Why would they want to know that?”
“They wanted to know if the public should take precautions during ‘shark week’ for the female supes,” she rolled her eyes.
“Paparazzi are pigs,” Valkyrie grumbled into her drink.
They were interrupted by a very happy Ashley approaching, “Hey, love birds! Ugh! That went perfectly! Just keep it up, and we can put this down as a success! Quick note, though. Dial up the PDA, dial down them talking in interviews. M’kay?”
As quick as she appeared, she disappeared to go worry about something else.
“I walked in on her pegging a Vought executive in her office,” Valkyrie admitted suddenly.
Billy and Hughie both burst into laughter as Annie gasped, “No!”
“Yes!”
“That…explains a lot,” Hughie nodded.
A dark cloud suddenly appeared over them as an imposing figure infiltrated their group. The plastic smile Homelander had plastered on his face didn’t hide the pure irritation in his eyes. “Well, well, well, if it isn’t my good buddies William and Hughie! How was your first time on the red carpet? Pretty neat, huh?” his tone was one you used when you talked to kids.
His blue eyes fell on Valkyrie, “Oh and congratulations on going public! I wasn’t aware that you and William here had been acquainted.”
She noticed Billy’s grip was about to shatter his glass, “Yeah, I didn’t wanna bring too much attention to it until recently.”
“Well, you two make a beautiful couple. I must say, I’m pretty jealous, William. You know how many times I asked this one out for coffee?” Homelander chuckled as he shook his finger at Valkyrie.
The tension could be cut with a knife. Homelander was trying to establish his territory, puff his chest and show who’s alpha. Billy’s fingers dug into her hip as he stared down the blonde. His hard stare suddenly changed, a cheeky look passing his features, “Good thing I got to ‘er before you then, guv. Ya got the ability to sweep ‘er off ‘er feet. Literally.”
Homelander’s expression changed from satisfaction to confusion. He was hoping to goad a reaction from Billy and have an excuse to kill him, but the man didn’t take the bait.
“I wouldn’t sell yourself short, Butcher. Valkyrie just gushes about you at the tower,” Annie comes to the rescue.
“Does she now?” Billy smirked, shifting his gaze.
“Oh yeah. All the women at the tower are super jealous,” Annie added, “Couple of guys too.”
“Oi! I got a reputation to uphold, love. Makin’ people think I’ve gone soft,” Billy chastised his lady.
“There isn’t a lot about you that’s soft, Billy,” she easily teased.
Bouncing off one another like they were seemed to throw Homelander off. Deflecting the interaction that was meant to be a threat. Homelander started chuckling, “That’s so good to hear. I just came to check on you crazy kids. Enjoy the party. Seriously. If I hear you’re not having fun, I’ll have to come find you.” The double meaning of the statement was not lost on any of them. With a swish of his cape, Homelander mingled into the crowd. Valkyrie released a breath she’d been holding and relaxed more into Butcher. “Holy shit,” Hughie exhaled.
“That could have gone worse,” Valkyrie laughed nervously before looking to Annie, “Thank you.”
“I have my differences with you, Butcher, but I hate Homelander a lot more,” Annie directed at the Brit.
“I appreciate the compliments, Starlight,” Billy smiled, “Still not gettin’ in me trousers.”
She groaned in annoyance while everyone else laughed.
//
“O-Oh…fuck, B-Billy! You did so good!” she moaned as she gripped tightly to his dark hair, “T-Thank y-you!
The sounds he made as he ate her out were down right wrong. The second he’d gotten her naked, he threw her on the bed and began to worship her. He only had enough patience to take off his suit jacket and tie, kneeling on the carpet and dragging her to the edge of the bed.
“Anythin’ for you, darl’. Gonna give daddy his reward now? Or ya gonna make ‘im keep workin’ for it?” Billy teased his thumb around her clit as his breath fanned against her soaked center.
Looking down at him, she whimpered at his lust blown eyes and glistening beard as he smirked playfully. “Kinda like torturing you,” she panted. He chuckled before swiftly smacking her clit. She squealed and jerked her hips. She suddenly pushed on his shoulders to sit up. Confusion passed Billy’s features as he let her go and sat back to watch what this little lady had planned.
Valkyrie was a little nervous as she switched positions. She wasn’t always this aggressive or dominant. She was happier to turn her brain off and submit to Billy, but there was something thrilling about taking control like this. She took a steadying breath as she moved herself to her hands and knees before dropping her shoulders against the mattress. She stretched her arms out in front of her as she arched her back, letting him get a good look at her glistening cunt. “I want you to fuck my ass, daddy,” she gnawed on her bottom lip.
Billy was so enraptured by the sight before him. He swore he was about to pass out with how fast the rest of his blood rushed to his dick. “You fuckin’ serious? My reward is stretchin’ out this lil’ arsehole?” his voice was low and gravely.
“Your reward is being the first and only man to ever fuck me there,” she couldn’t help but wiggle her hips a little, the plush of her thighs and ass jiggling with the movement.
“I can’ believe w’at I’m hearin’, love. You are somethin’ out of me wettest dreams,” he suddenly took each ass cheek in his hands and spread her apart. She cried out when he roughly shoved his fingers inside her cunt and his tongue in her virgin hole.
She whimpered and whined, hips wiggling against his face and hands, “F-Fuck, baby! It’s so good!”
The way his facial hair scratched and the growl rumbling from his chest hummed against her body made her whine. His mouth pulled away and harshly spit before continuing his torture. He was like a feral animal, working her asshole open until he could finally slip a thick callused finger inside. “I take good care of ya, don’ I, pet?” Billy slurred.
“Yes! Yes, you take such good care of m-me,” she stuttered as he wiggled his finger, gasping when he suddenly worked a second one in.
She could hardly think straight as he worked his fingers inside, moans becoming uncontrollable the more he opened her up. Billy’s voice was the aphrodisiac that fueled her to arch her back deeper and open herself up more. The heat in her lower stomach kept burning hotter and hotter. She whimpered and cried out desperately, clutching the sheets tightly. One of his hands left her body to unbuckle his belt and pull his cock out.
She whimpered when he pulled his amazing mouth from her body. The bed dipped as he kneeled behind her, front of his thighs pressing against the back of hers. A moan left her lips as his warm cock slid against her wet cunt before he suddenly pushed himself inside her. A pathetic whine left her throat and her walls pulled him in more.
Billy chuckled darkly, “Yer lil’ arsehole is just beggin’ for daddy to shove his fat cock in ‘er.”
“Fuck!” she cried out when he rocked his hips and shoved his fingers back inside her, “Please!”
She kept babbling which spurred him on to fuck her more earnestly. What kinda man would be if he didn’t give in to her sweet pleas? One orgasm should get her nice and loosened up. Hips snapped with a precision that only came from having gotten to know her body like the back of his hand. He knew all the ways to have her seeing stars.
He worked his fingers faster into her little hole as he watched his cock piston in and out of her, “Fuckin’ cunt can take a proper beat’n. Hope that lil’ arsehole can take it. Ah, I bet she will. Cuz you’re a good girl, ain’t ya? Good girls always take w’at they’re given.”
She whimpered, body trembling as she felt the band in her stomach tighten. It felt different to previous orgasms. Her body tried to wiggle away from it at first, but the firm, callused hand holding her hip kept her from running. The way his cock was sliding against all the right places, his fingers moving in tandem, and his rough voice spilling filth was finally too much. Billy moaned as both her holes tighten around him.
“You’re gushin’, love. Think you’re likin’ me reward more than me,” he teased as he eased his fingers out of her.
Valkyrie moaned as her body slid to lay flat on the mattress, a whine piercing the air as Billy’s cock slid out of her in the process. He chuckled before leaning down to kiss along her shoulders, “Ya still want this? Won’ hurt me feelin’s none if you ain’t up for it, love.”
“Please…Billy,” her words came between pants, “It f-feels…so good. I w-want…m-more.”
The way her eyes were glazed over with lust, cheeks flushed a deep pink, lips wet and parted, speaking in that needy manner had his cock twitching. His beard tickled her cheek as he dragged his lips to hers for a slow passionate kiss, moving so he straddled her closed legs. Pulling away from her lips, he reached over to the night stand drawer, rummaging around before finding a small bottle of lube, “Was wonderin’ why you had this.”
She bit her lip and wiggled her hips against his hard cock.
“Been thinkin’ ‘bout this for a while now, haven’ ya, pet?” he smirked.
She nodded with a cute, mischievous smile.
The lid popping made her stomach clench in anticipation. Billy watched goosebumps ripple across her skin as he poured the thick gel onto her asshole. He was suddenly lining up, rubbing himself in the lube before notching against her tight hole. She tried not to be nervous, she was a supe, but it didn’t change this was kinda nerve wracking.
Her swirling thoughts were interrupted by Billy caressing her neck and shoulders with his lips, facial hair scratching in his wake, “Daddy’ll take care of ya. Be a good girl and relax.”
“O-Okay,” she took a steadying breath.
“Atta girl,” Billy began to push his tip in.
Every inch fed to her was slow and careful, the sweet nothings her British lover whispered to her kept her distracted from the uncomfortable stretch. At first, it was a little painful, but it slowly began to melt into a different feeling. His hips became flush against her ass, and she could hardly breathe. A whimper fell from her lips as she felt him twitch inside. A few short pants puffed from his mouth as he reveled in the feeling of being in her ass.
“S’alright, pet. Just breathe f’rew it,” Billy murmured, “Tell me when ya ready for me.”
“F-Fuck! Thi-is is…,” Valkyrie struggled to find the words, “Full. I’m so f-full!”
After a few moments, her body began to full relax. Muscles sank more into the mattress and hips arched up into his. That’s when he heard her approval to move his hips. He was careful and precise (not his usual style) with her, listening to every sound she made, watching her every movement to find the speed and pace she liked. Once he found it, she truly began to sing his praises. Her cries and moans became higher, Billy being completely replaced with his favorite pet name. Daddy.
“So big, daddy! Too big!”
His chuckle rumbled against her back, “Fink you’re just strokin’ me ego, love.”
Her head shook frantically, “Nuh uh. Daddy is too big for m-e.”
Billy suddenly leaned back, hands grasping each ass cheek to spread them apart, “If I’m too big then why is your arsehole pullin’ me back in, lovey?”
She moaned and arched her back like a cat in heat at the cutesy nickname. He saved it for the moments he had her stuck in that submissive, syrupy state where she thought he hung all the stars and clouds in the sky. Billy’s lower belly tightened as he felt his body beginning to succumb to hers. Valkyrie squeaked when she felt his fingers snake around and strum her clit, the little nub lighting up at the perfect stimulation. Every plap plap plap of their hips meeting was punctuated by her high pitched moans. The symphony of sounds could most likely be heard by her neighbors, but fuck them.
“Wouldn’ ‘ave fuckin’ mattered how many times that cunt asked ya for coffee, ya always come back to daddy. Don’t ya, lovey?” Billy slurred in her ear.
She couldn’t form thoughts let alone words. The pleasure was building, growing with each thrust and whisper.
“That supa’ cunt could only dream of doin’ half the f’ings you let me do to ya,” he kept going, “Should rub it in ‘is face, yeah? ‘ave a lil’ chinwag about how ya begged ME to fuck your ass. Brag about how ya whined for more and the only name runnin’ through that pretty head is mine.”
Her cunt fluttered and asshole clenched at his rambling. It was so fucking hot when he was possessive. She’d never tell him that out loud fearing he might dial it back if it was brought to his attention. His thrusts became faltered for a moment before picking up, fingers matching his speed.
It all suddenly snapped.
Her body trembled violently as she squirted. Watching her cunt convulse while her ass locked him inside her was Billy’s undoing. Shoving himself as deep as he could, he moaned as he emptied inside her. He held himself up from crushing her beneath him. Supe or not, he could still squish her into the mattress.
They stayed connected, catching their breaths, lingering kisses across swollen lips, until Billy was able to slide his softening cock out with ease. A faint whimper echoed through the quiet when she felt his cum begin to dribble out of her. Billy stared in awe of the sight that was boosting his ego through the roof.
“Ya did good, my darlin’,” he whispered as he moved her around, “Ya let daddy wreck you, now let him put ya back togetha’.”
She hummed in approval, reaching weakly out to him. An amused smiled dawned his face seeing the hearts in her eyes, still deep in her little world. Billy stood off the bed before scooping her into his arms. She kissed his tanned chest as he carried her to the bathroom for a well deserved shower.
