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Requesting a spicy *midnight* scene between married hero and villain who are away from each other for too long and they just miss each other so much (make it as explicit as you want)
Coming Home
Warnings: Very much suggestive. Minors DNI. Established relationship.
Hero couldn't believe he was sneaking into his own house. It was ridiculous, yet here he was on a night as dark as it could get with no lights visible anywhere on the facade of the two-storey building in the suburbs of the large city they were tasked with protecting. They had discovered rather quickly that those screaming the loudest were the ones that the city needed protection from. It took some time figuring out the logistics, but soon this house came to be - as a meeting spot, at first. Then it started serving as a hideout for late-night rendezvous and, as one thing led to another, it turned into a home - something neither of them had experienced prior.
He tiptoed along the lodge and stopped by the window, lifting it up and jumping onto the kitchen floor, trying to keep it as low and quiet as possible. He crept up the stairs then, feeling silly but determined not to wake his spouse in the middle of the night as he walked into the bedroom with bated breath and squinted eyes, trying to make out the shape of Villain on her side of the bed.
The familiar feeling of disbelief washed over Hero. How he managed to score her was beyond him. He knew he should stay away to avoid disturbing her sleep, yet the plan's failure was inevitable - something about seeing his loved one after almost three weeks of special missions and urgent assignments on both ends broke any resolve he had in mere seconds.
Hero approaches the bed and carefully lies behind his wife, his face between Villain's shoulder blades. He presses a soft kiss there, not daring to go for a hug for fear of stirring her. He stays alert to Villain's breathing pattern as he plants another kiss over her spine before getting up.
He prays that she doesn't wake up as he tiptoes to the bathroom for a much-needed shower before he can properly hold her, not to mention the lecture he'd get if he went to bed still in uniform. Hero chuckles, shaking his head. For someone as stern and unyielding, she sure had a way of making his knees weak with a single crooked smile. But then again, she was gorgeous, and Hero was nothing short of whipped - as much as they tried denying their pathetic state of being - so not much of a surprise.
He discards his uniform on the floor and climbs into the shower, rolling his shoulders with a low groan. The water is warm - it makes his toes prickle and his skin cover in goosebumps. It feels good: both the water cascading down his body and the anticipation of going back to her.
He rests his forehead against the tiled wall, allowing himself a moment to dissociate and forget everything about the outside world. That was the first rule they had set when they had gotten married two years ago: no one else exists when they're off-duty.
The clock chimes midnight somewhere in the house, but Hero hears nothing, his mind and body lulled by the warmth enveloping him. He doesn't register the door opening, nor notices the shadow crossing the bathroom. It's only when a hand wraps around his waist that his eyes flutter open, his body betraying him and leaning against her on its own accord. Not that he put up much of a fight.
"Hey," Villain smiles, pressing a soft kiss to his shoulder as her second arm winds around him, her palms resting flat on his abdomen. "Thought you'd sneak around unnoticed?"
Hero lets out a satisfied hum from deep within his chest, covering her hands to keep them in place. He loved the way her soft hands felt against his skin, tracing the scars littering his abdomen. Villain leaves another kiss under his jaw before speaking again. "Tell me you're not leaving."
Hero turns in her arms. "Might be tempted to leave more often when this is how you welcome me upon return," he drawls, the corner of his mouth twitching up in anticipation of her reaction.
Villain narrows her eyes, slapping his arm in a playful gesture as Hero's hold tightens around her warm - and very much bare - body. "Missed you," she mutters, hiding her face in the crook of his neck.
"Missed you more, baby," Hero murmurs, his lips against her temple. He savours the feeling of her, trying to be as present as he can be. "I'm not going anywhere, at least for a month."
"Liar," she huffs, earning a poke to her side and attempting to jump back but failing miserably. She frowns at him, acting scandalized by the utter disrespect to her respectable persona.
Hero laughs, shaking his head. "Get back here and take your punishment with dignity," he demands in a teasing tone reaching out for her with a hint of neediness in his eyes.
"Punishment, huh?" Villain hums, tilting her head to the side and tapping her chin in pensive consideration. She didn't exactly mind the tickling, but showering together has sent her mind into the gutter.
"What?" Hero raises an eyebrow, laughing softly despite the curiosity evident in his voice.
"Mind if I repent for my sins otherwise?" Villain asks, smirking as she glances down momentarily. Hero's reaction is immediate - his ears turn red, the blush spreading over his cheeks in seconds. She looks too hot for her own good, biting her bottom lip and eyeing him like a piece of cake she's hungry for.
"You're too naked for this level of cockiness, you know that?" Despite his words, he steps closer, drawing her to him by the waist until their bodies are flush against each other.
Villain obliges, her hands running up and down his sides. She leans in, peppering kisses over the expanse of his chest. Hero lets out a low hum at the contact, his head lulling back as she pushes him against the wall, the tiles cold against his feverish skin. Villain grins, admiring how he looks in the dim light of the shower, his skin flushed under the warm water and her touch. The main reason is yet to be determined, but Villain wastes no time, attaching her mouth to his neck.
Hero exhales a quiet moan, his eyes falling shut as he surrenders to Villain's soft lips and gentle caresses. He doesn't know when duty will call, but he knows one thing for sure - once the world is safe, he'll be rushing back home if only to surrender to her, time and time again.
Hi loves!
Thank you for the request! :) I've been thinking about writing something on the spicier side, while keeping it fluffy for the feel-good part. This was fun to work on.
I haven't been able to write much recently, due to the complexities of life, but I'm here and I will get to the rest of the requests.
I hope you enjoy reading this as much as I enjoyed writing it.
