ㅤ― " only two left. "ㅤdispatch x gn! afab! reader . . . 𝝑𝝔 when you two are the only ones left in the office...? || robert, blonde blazer, invisigal, sonar, prism x gn! afab! reader
cw: nsfw & 18+, office sex, public sex, kind of porn w/o plot, just a scene to start it off (in some...), riding, oral, cunnilingus, jus' the classics
synopsis. when it's just you two left in the office, they wanna help destress you from all the hard work you've been up to... but how?
wc: ~4.5k ; not proofread, might be ooc! + don't know what other characters to write about for this prompt, these are just my favorites, please send suggestions <'3
robert when it was just you two left in the office... you were just resting your chin upon your knuckles, figuring out paperwork and whatnot whilst writing down a few notes about your own heroes; seeing what they can improve, refrain from doing, etcetera.
your cubicle seatmate? it was a new guy, on team z out of every team... so you always wanted to give as much advice as you could. you knew how hard they could be.
it always ended up being just you two anyway, so talking after hours became natural.
"you finished up yet?" his voice was deep as usual, even as he sighed into the coffee he drank, placing one mug onto your desk; beside where you hand click on the mouse—"huh? oh um.. yeah just.. completing the check-ins and stuff."
you let out a heavy breath, moving your head to get a better point of view, drinking your coffee briefly before changing your gaze back to the papers below you.
he always waited before closing up.
but i guess something else came up into view...
working out the fax machine was tough, i mean, why was there one anyway? do you really need to print soft copies of results today? isn't that why we have computers?!
you bang your fist on the machine, only for the paper to come out blank. again. "fuck! why won't this wo—" you feel a body press up against behind you, clicking a few buttons on the machine, letting it work out silently.
you peered over your shoulder briefly, it was... hah. it was robert. of course he knew.
he was still pressed up behind you while patting the machinery a couple times, "what did you need again... just copy it, right?" his voice was right next to your ear, warm breath flowing towards your collarbone as he peeked over you to check the settings again.
was it just you or.. was it getting hot?
these little moments... happened almost all the fucking time too, was he seriously into you too? or were you just seeing these as mixed signals... you couldn't tell. well until now.
he already had you straddled over his lap, whilst he still sat in his office chair, your hands hovered over his chest, tracing the scars on his chest, loosening his tie even further...
"god, you sure you wanna do this... here?" he felt his cheeks darken, the way your shadow peering over him—"never been sure-r... if that's a thing."
well, that's all it took for him you let you ride him, god it had been long but who could blame him for the loud groans he let out while you slowly sank on and off his cock.
he felt like his shaft just needed your hole to tighten around him more, he wanted you to control where his tip would kiss; it was all to make you feel like you were in heaven.
it was how often you could hear the shlick shlick shlick echo from across the room, god you two would be fired immediately if anyone caught you.
"nnh— fuuckk- rob—s'good... mmph!" you continue to mewl as you grinded his mushroom tip deeper and harshly against your core. making your eyes roll back once more, you didn't know what kind of magic he was setting on you, but god this made you want him so much more.
"h—holy sssshit, fuck s'good... y-you're haah doing so good f'me, baby." whispering praise into your ears like a hushed, forbidden prayer, his nails digging into the sides of your hips.
leaving crsecent-shaped marks all over your skin, red marks all over your collarbone from how much he had sucked on your skin earlier when he got the chance to palm you through your clothes.
"ahhnn—rob-eeerrtt hnngh! yo—you're.. hah! fuck! so b-big—"
you manage to whine out as you managed to slide down to the base of his cock for the nth time, "fuck, fuckfuckfuck! god—keep riding me like that angel, p-please jus' a little more, beautiful, i got you—"
"look at me, beautiful..." he snapped almost immediately, but nothing turned him on more than to see your cute little eyes roll back, his hands keep a steady grip on the fat of your thighs, "you're doing... so fuckin' amazing..." he manages to pant; battle scar-covered arm tightly wrap around your waist,
your gooey walls drip down the base of his tip, slowly starting to grind your core against him once more, making him groan even louder into your ear, feeling your insides twitch in severe lust and need. "don't stop now, baby—haah—need you m-more than anything."
"whhn, rob- i c-can't!" you choke out between sobs of pleasure, your muscles quivered senselessly as you faltered dearly underneath the strong grasp that held you close and down onto his cock.
"y'want help?" his brown eyes implored more than anything that he would help you anyways; your breaths mingle heavy in the air as you gave a dazed stare back at him, a small nod.
his bicep was much more than enough in order to lift you up and down his length, almost like you weighed nothing. obviously you couldn't do anything other than take it, you clench hard onto him as your stomach flutters with butterflies; brown strands of his hair brush against your chest every time he lifts you up and down.
"shit, sweetheart, go on- fuck— come on my cock."
blonde blazer, or well, mandy in your case always helped you around the office. whether it'd be the paperwork, or carrying said stacks of paperwork. maybe even dealing with any heroes or other dispatchers that might pick or hit on you at all, she loved to help you out with the small things.
so when it was just you two locking up every evening, you managed to get a hold of her name; then slowly got to call her that in private, you were over the moon!
your little crush on her only grew from here, glancing at her with sneaky admiration, knowing she probably was hyperaware about it... you still continued to do so, i mean- you couldn't believe it when her hand started to guide you in large crowds, or the protective glare she sent to anyone trying something weird on you, god it was everything.
you didn't know what was happening anymore, not when you had your legs spread as you sat on your desk. confined within your cubicle as the blonde slowly thrusted her fingers inside the sloppiness of your hole.
circling your g-spot, rubbing her calloused fingers against your core like it was her mission to do so. your bud continued to ache as you let out adorable little cries of pleasure as he did.
"you like that, sweetheart?" she teased while leaning in closer to you, standing right in front of you, only thing from holding her back from fully grinding her clothed skin against the bare of yours.
god, you didn't know how to react especially when her fingertips felt so cold to the touch; how much more when they pressed against your sensitive little clit? you could only shake in the sheer amount of pleasure.
as much as you might think you looked pathetic- god you were just... glowing in her eyes. her other hand rushed to explore any other exposed skin like an adventurer, loving how sensitive your skin was to her touch, and her touch alone.
"haahn—mmf- m-man... ahn! mandy-" you could barely manage to hold your mewls back, her name had come out your mouth like a hushed prayer to be kept sacred and as clean as a saint.
you whine as your back arches into her digits; "o-oh f—uuck! wait m-man i'm n... noot.. hhng-" you could barely finish your sentence, you clenched hard down onto her hand as you squirted right on them.
"oh my go— i didn't even know you could... wow. shit," she gasped in feign surprise, stretching her fingers a few times before slowly exiting them out your sticky, wet hole. bringing them up to her mouth, and getting a taste.
"fuck, can i eat you out now? please?"
cw: reader is the nurse of the heroes basically!
invisigal, aka courtney, loved loved LOVED to tease the shit out of you. as in literally invisible tickles from behind. and she loves seeing how badly it startles you, watching the way it made you shudder so briefly, it makes her laugh every time.
well, you didn't really know it could've ended up like this, but now you two genuinely playfought, talking over your cup of coffee and her white monster can—giving you the priority, and the privilege... to call her court, a nickname. pretty basic, but she found it... so warm, it ached.
she hadn't realized how much she had distanced herself over time until she literally fainted whilst on the job, gaining a sick concussion; and now she was in your care, again.
"court... you can't keep doing that."
"..."
"court? come on, you can talk to me, what's wrong?"
"...s... sorry."
she mumbled under a hushed breath, turning away from you. the invisigal...? shying away from you? you could only sigh, lifting yourself off your chair, and laying beside her. landing your head gently on her shoulder; slowly wrapping your arms around her.
back then, you couldn't even talk to her without her ridiculing you for your uniform, now? she was red and letting you to cling onto her like a koala until she can look you into your eyes.
well, that's what usually happened.
so what's not the usual? when her head was slowly dipping in between your thighs on the bed she's supposed to be resting on. her cheek rested on your thigh, her palm rubbing the plush of your thigh up and down; simply just keeping your legs spread wide.
you could feel her breath warm on your core, "god, i'm not even... i'm not even touching you, and you're getting wet? so pathetic, name..."
she scoffed, the air hitting you again, making you mewl quietly. giving her a smirk growing on her cheeks, she gazed back up at you, scanning your glossy lips, and panicked-yet-turned-on glance you returned. her jaw tightened at your nervousness, she wanted to just... kiss you up and fuckin' down.
it feels like the office lounge space starts to feel a lot warmer, smaller, and very much moist. the sun that slowly dipped down into the horizon, and the orange hues shone on your body so perfectly.
her thumb spread your folds lightly, gentle rubbing as she spread it wider to take a good look at your pussy.
"fuck, baby, you're beautiful."
before you could process her compliment, she already had her tongue working on your clit. slowly circling it with her mouth as her finger slowly slipped inside your entrance. "sshit— c-court! wha... nnh- r-right there!"
her digit curved up into that oh-so delicious g-spot, rubbing her tongue with depth against your bud, you didn't even know what to concentrate on.
it didn't help the way she had hummed into your cunt like she was tasting a five star buffet, although she'd argue that is exactly what she was tasting. a hand hovered on your thighs, sensing how much you had tensed up, your head thrown back as you shut your eyes in deep ephemerality.
she removed your mouth promptly, a pop echoing across the office as she ran a hand through her hair briefly. "—holy, crap- beautiful, relax, i'm here to please you, not to eat you literally. 'kay? relax, nurse."
as she came back down, she decided to switch; letting her thumb fall in love with the friction that circled around your red, swollen bud, and let her mouth take action at your soppy entrance. her instinct to leave a leg on one of her shoulders made it easier for her to truly delve her tongue into you—fuck this was going to be one long afternoon in the lounge.
sonar, also called victor, shifted the weight to his right leg as he tilted his head, listening to your rants with minor twilight in his eyes; he was hyperaware how stressed you were. nodding along as you sighed, taking off the headset. "vic', are you even listening?!"
well, he probably was, but he didn't know what he was thinking when he had suddenly leaned in for a kiss. so now you knew where he was truly looking;
god, was it bad you fell into the impulse to pull him into a kiss using his tie? because that is exactly what you did,
you two had been friends a while, but you had never enjoyed this as much as you thought you would've, you were already returning the hungry, sloppy making out against each other's lips.
what else? he already has you bent over your own desktop wooden table, your hands planted weakly on the counter as his hands already placed themselves on your hips.
you were already letting small tears fall as beads of sweat mixed and dropped onto the wood too—you didn't realize how fast his bat form could make you come like an angel on his growing length; you loved the way he could ruin you so easily.
"a-ahh, ah-ah—ahhh fuck, baby! y-you feel so fuckin' good..." he had a hold of your hair, a firm grasp while his mushroom tip went in and out of you, clearly hitting every spot that wanted to be.
"l-love you so much, fuck you f—for being so ado-adorable—" he could barely manage words clearly, his hips ramming into yours barely helped him out, worsening his own dazed state even; and god did you love when he started to be so pathetic over how good your entrance clenched so hungrily around him.
his ears spiked up so eerily every thrust, "nnh- v—fuck—vic!" the table creaked under you both whilst literally making you shake in absolute ethereal pleasure; you could barely hold your upper half up before-
you had suddenly been flipped over, and laid onto your back with force. making you look directly at him, picking you up and pinning you against the nearest office wall he could find. "wanna see you come undone, right on my dick, yeah?"
he smirked before his hips had started pistoning as your back was secure against the off-white barrier of the department. you had your hands immediately clinging onto the fur of his back, your nails digging into his back, your scratch marks getting increasingly large the more he kept up;
just best friends doing best friend things <3
cw: reader is the nurse of the heroes basically!
alice, aka prism, was primarily known for her cockiness, her overzealous to her kind of songs, and of course known for the amazing melodies that enchant others to do whatever. but what they didn't know about was the secret song she wrote for the only person she ever admired; her best friend-
the one who worked tirelessly to heal people that weren't her? was it normal to admit she was jealous? hell fucking no, but god was she resentful about it.
"i don't get why you stay late, and come in early. don't you just end up more tired? how do you get your beauty sleep?" her voice was as smooth as silk, buffing her nails while sitting on your small little office desk. sure you got your own benefits for staying here; but come on, this room was way too small!
"alice, you know i don't really care about how i look." you shook your head as you tip-toed to store the bandages in the shelf above the counter you worked on. "you should take care of yourself more, angel. you might start to lose that glow."
you didn't give a response, you knew exactly that it was killing you from inside, but you still continued to work anyway, but alice? she noticed that little hesitance you had as you placed the rest of the medical supplies into the chiffonier.
"sweet, you know i didn't mean it like that... i mean you should take a break soon." getting up from her spot from the desk, and letting her arms and height help you with placing the medicine, but not without the 'accidental' pressing up against the table thing.
her body pressed behind you whilst she placed the rest of the stock inside. when you expected her to leave after that, her arms snaked themselves around your waist. "want me to make it up to you?"
you were laying down on your own couch as her fingers pulled up to your stick entrance, your cheeks darkened at this, "gosh, angel, you're wet like a slut and blushing like a nerd. i love it."
she had hit play on her phone, throwing it somewhere you could hear; ah, this was the song she always played whenever she wanted to cheer you up, lyrics only you'd hear, a melody that was made out from pure love shared between you both. you were crushing on her all over again.
"uhuh? you like that? you like it when i grind my fingertips on your g-spot, slut?" god you loved hearing that velvety laugh, causing you to clench onto her fingers, tears slowly adding up in the edges of your eyes. "mmf- m-mhm, please k-keep g—going ali-alice! fuck!"
her hand only sped up, her own eyes roll back as she pulls her visor up, getting a better, and a very real, good look at you. "fuck, i love you so much name—tell me are you my slut, baby?"
you nodded frantically as you arch into heir hold, "mmf—yes, i'm your s-slut—nnh! fuu... uck.." you couldn't believe how easily you had climaxed on her fingers, juices landing on her hand, and the now dirty carpet.
"where do you think you're doing? you have more work to do, stay awake while i eat you out beautiful."
