Bro, I literally can’t stop thinking about Homelander so I’m typing this out to get it out of my head.
Like, I’m imagining you being his favorite non-supe. He comes by your apartment every now and then to talk about himself and wonder why you’re not scared of him. You see through his egotistical bullshit and see how fucked in the head he is. How what he really needs is to get his shit off his chest and have someone real in his life. All of the others have been yes men, manipulative or scared of him. You’re just normal.
Your relationship evolves a few months of him coming over. It’s more than friends but because he’s shit at communication it’s less than lovers. You two have fucked before so it’s kinda friends with benefits (except he benefits more from you)
One night you’re asleep earlier than usual. He comes in and strips like he normally does before pausing when he gets in your room and sees you. Say it’s a hot day so you’re sleeping with minimal or no clothes. He shouldn’t find it hot but he does. He carefully slips into the bed behind you, wrapping his arms around you. Pressing his face into your neck, he inhales deeply which doesn’t help the way his cock twitches against your ass. His jaw clenches as he tries not to grind against you but he just can’t help it. He rolls his hips into you, panting slightly. He’s so caught up in the feeling that he doesn’t really notice that you’ve woken up.
“John what the fuck…” you grumble in sleepy annoyance.
He freezes the moment he hears your sleep addled voice. He’s lets out a breath before squeezing you a bit tighter.
“Let me have this…” He whispers.
“You can go back to sleep but please let me have you.” He groans slightly as he presses against you.
You let out a tired sigh. “Yeah, ok.”
He hums in appreciation, murmuring a quick thank you before lifting your leg up and pressing closer to you. He’s naked quick work with his boxers before pressing into you with a shudder. You let out a small grunt since he didn’t really prep you but you can barely complain with the way he holds you as he fucks you slow. The drag of his cock makes you clench, eliciting a choked noise from him. He lifts your leg higher and goes a bit faster. You let out breathy moan as you feel the hand that held you against his chest travels down to your clit and immediately starts rubbing it. You clench harder, making him groan and pressing his forehead against your shoulder.
“Just…I need you to finish…please.” He lets out a breathy noise that sounds more akin to a whine but you know he’d never admit that. He presses his cock deeper into you, the head pressing directly against your g-spot. His hand move quicker against your clit and it presses you to the edge. Your legs tremble slightly as you cum, the moment you do his hand leaves your clit and leg as he wraps his arms around you and thrusts faster, chasing his impending orgasm. He lets out quiet moans before groaning as he cums. You relax as you feel his cum fill you. Your eyelids feel heavy and you let out a small hum as he pulls out.
“Go back to sleep.” He pressed a kiss to your cheek. “I’m staying the night.”
Bro, I literally can’t stop thinking about Homelander so I’m typing this out to get it out of my head.
Like, I’m imagining you being his favorite non-supe. He comes by your apartment every now and then to talk about himself and wonder why you’re not scared of him. You see through his egotistical bullshit and see how fucked in the head he is. How what he really needs is to get his shit off his chest and have someone real in his life. All of the others have been yes men, manipulative or scared of him. You’re just normal.
Your relationship evolves a few months of him coming over. It’s more than friends but because he’s shit at communication it’s less than lovers. You two have fucked before so it’s kinda friends with benefits (except he benefits more from you)
One night you’re asleep earlier than usual. He comes in and strips like he normally does before pausing when he gets in your room and sees you. Say it’s a hot day so you’re sleeping with minimal or no clothes. He shouldn’t find it hot but he does. He carefully slips into the bed behind you, wrapping his arms around you. Pressing his face into your neck, he inhales deeply which doesn’t help the way his cock twitches against your ass. His jaw clenches as he tries not to grind against you but he just can’t help it. He rolls his hips into you, panting slightly. He’s so caught up in the feeling that he doesn’t really notice that you’ve woken up.
“John what the fuck…” you grumble in sleepy annoyance.
He freezes the moment he hears your sleep addled voice. He’s lets out a breath before squeezing you a bit tighter.
“Let me have this…” He whispers.
“You can go back to sleep but please let me have you.” He groans slightly as he presses against you.
You let out a tired sigh. “Yeah, ok.”
He hums in appreciation, murmuring a quick thank you before lifting your leg up and pressing closer to you. He’s naked quick work with his boxers before pressing into you with a shudder. You let out a small grunt since he didn’t really prep you but you can barely complain with the way he holds you as he fucks you slow. The drag of his cock makes you clench, eliciting a choked noise from him. He lifts your leg higher and goes a bit faster. You let out breathy moan as you feel the hand that held you against his chest travels down to your clit and immediately starts rubbing it. You clench harder, making him groan and pressing his forehead against your shoulder.
“Just…I need you to finish…please.” He lets out a breathy noise that sounds more akin to a whine but you know he’d never admit that. He presses his cock deeper into you, the head pressing directly against your g-spot. His hand move quicker against your clit and it presses you to the edge. Your legs tremble slightly as you cum, the moment you do his hand leaves your clit and leg as he wraps his arms around you and thrusts faster, chasing his impending orgasm. He lets out quiet moans before groaning as he cums. You relax as you feel his cum fill you. Your eyelids feel heavy and you let out a small hum as he pulls out.
“Go back to sleep.” He pressed a kiss to your cheek. “I’m staying the night.”
your erotica doesn't need to align with your principles. you can find something hot and not believe it should be the way of things. you can play out dynamics in kink that shouldn't be replicated societally. what gets you going is not an indictment of your character
I feel like I’d be cured of something if Homelander slapped his hands on my shoulders or touched my neck at all, idk I bet that shit feels good as fuck
18+ Giving Steven Grant consent to lose control. 18+ blurb!
Steven is always nice and polite. He takes care of you like the princess you are.
He showers you with unconditional love and more.
Steven is always so sweet that one day you give him consent to let go.
And god, does Steven let go.
He fucks you on every inch of the apartment. Every piece of furniture he has you pressed in some position where he can fuck into you easily.
"Mm- Fuck, you feel so good."
Steven would moan into you while you were ass up, face down... just for him. His hips bucking wildly at a frantic pace.
There were even a few times he decided to tie you up and blindfold you, eating you out until you squirted all over his face and crying from the pleasure and overstimulation.
And finally when Steven was satisfied, he would look over you with hazy eyes, love bites all over you, sweat coating your entire body and cum leaking from your spent pussy and a lazy smile on your face... he'd fall in love with you all over again.
He'd snap out of his sex crazed mind ( with the help of Marc and Jake ) and get you everything needed for aftercare. Warm towels as you waited for the bath to warm up, he'd rub lotion on you and give you a massage.
And finally a nice meal, usually some type of take out but if Steven had any energy left he'd make a nice meal for the two of you.
Giving Steven consent to loose control was the best idea ever.
But you’re just so fucking adorable they can’t help but take you from the enemy. Your eyes so soft yet focused, your lips slightly bruised from you biting it occasionally, your cheeks that flush red when flustered or stressed- could you really blame them? They took you with the intent to interrogate you but that slight fear in your eyes that you poorly hid broke their hearts. They couldn’t hurt you…no. They had to protect you. You weren’t made for the military, what were you thinking!They blindfold you and take you to another room, tears form under the blindfold as you think this is the end only for the blindfold to be removed and find yourself in a bedroom. It doesn’t look remotely military grade and reminds you of a child’s bedroom, minus the barred windows, the heavy metal door and the strange looking vents. They tell you to get comfortable since this is your home now and leave you be.
You familiarize yourself with the room and bathroom only to realize that most of the things in this room is taken directly from your apartment. Pillows, blankets, plushies and clothes…even your crafts and notebooks are here! Before you have time to freak out, you hear a soft hiss coming from the vents. You look up and notice that gas is now being released in to room. Panic surges through you as you go to the windows and try to open them only to find that they won’t open. You quickly use whatever is nearby to cover your nose and mouth. It works for a while until the heavy metal door opens and Price comes in wearing a gas mask. You back away from him only for him to hold you close and uncover your face. You fight against him, trying to cover your face again but he holds you snug against his chest. He sighs softly before speaking.
“Shh, don’t fight it. Just relax…”His voice is so soft and comforting, whatever is in the gas is already taking effect on you as you feel your mind become hazy and your body feels heavy.
The gas stops dispensing after a few minutes. Price removes his gas mask and takes your face in his hands and begins kissing you. Small whimpers and whines leave you as you weakly try to fight him off. He chuckles softly and gently holds your hands in his, kissing your knuckles.
“I know you’re confused, darling. But promise me, we’re doing this to protect you.”
Price holds you close as the door opens and the others come in. They gather around you and gently rub your arms, legs and chest. You whimper and whine as you weakly tell them to stop. Your noises become more frequent as they carefully begin removing your clothing.
“W-what are you doing…? Stop…” you whine softly, trying to pull your hands from Prices grip.
“Shh, it’s alright. We just wanna make you feel good.” Gaz says softly as he removes your bra.
You gasp softly as Soap pulls your panties off and gently brings you to the bed. Price lays you on your side and holds your hands to his chest. You whine loudly as Soap grabs your thighs and pulls them apart.
“Stop…” you whimper as you weakly fight back.
“Want us to stop? That’s strange, this pretty little pussy is saying something different..” Soap coos to you. All you can do is whine as you squirm around, hoping to keep him away from your cunt. Price chuckles before Soap wraps his arms firmly around your legs and latches onto your cunt.
“C’mon princess, let ‘em get a taste of ya. It’s alright, we’re gonna take good care of you.” He gently kisses your neck. You whimper as Gaz gently holds your breast and suckles on your nipples. A small gasp leaving you as you feel Ghost spread your ass cheeks slightly.
“Gotta make sure you’re ready.” He mumbles as he gently kisses your asscheeks. You open your mouth to complain only for Price to gently grab your face and kiss you.
With Gaz on your nipples, Soap latched onto your cunt, Ghost kissing your ass and Price stealing your breath away; you can hardly find the will to resist anymore.
Fuckin Nikolai whispering Russian praises in your ear, holding you in place and Gaz is just suckling on your clit, pushing you into orgasm after orgasm.
Or the reverse. Gaz is holding you, keeping your hands pinned to your chest while Nikolai fucks into your tight wet cunt.
Your relationship with the eldest Dimitrescu sister is…strange to say the least. On one hand she keeps you safe from her younger sisters and her mother but on the other she isn’t the most affectionate lover. While yes she cuddles you to sleep she also prefers to be alone. Cuddled up in her designated reading nook, reading books from Leslie Feinberg, Radclyffe Hall and Alma Routsong. She comes to realize that she’s been neglecting you when she shoos you out the library whenever you come to see her. So she comes up with an idea.
Holding you close to her chest, one of her breast pulled from out of her gown so you can latch onto it. It’s not inherently sexual, not for her anyways. The soft suckling against her nipple and the occasional sucking noise brings her peace. You’re calm, safe in her arms and she gets to read in peace while having you close. It’s a soothing ritual before nightfall when you both retire to her chambers and you wouldn’t trade it for anything.
Sure, menstrual blood and blood from your veins might be two different things but to Bela she doesn’t care about the difference. When she sees her baby in pain because of silly human cramps she frowns. She remembers something from a book she read that said orgasms helped with period cramps which lead to this moment.
Your panties on the floor of the library and Bela latched to your bloody cunt like a fucking leech. All you can do is whimper and try to push her head away, too scared that her sisters might come, or maybe a maid or even worse, her mother comes in; but Bela doesn’t seem to care as she continues to suck up the blood and gulps it down without a care in the world. She gently nibbles on your clit which sends you barreling into an orgasm, messing up her hair as you continue to grip onto her. You can’t even tell if you want her even closer or if you want her off but either way it doesn’t matter to Bela. You came and she got a snack, a win-win situation for both of you.
He’s not a bad guy, honest. He just doesn’t wanna lose you. Think of this as…a fall back! You can’t leave him if you’re pregnant with his baby! It’s your fault that you didn’t notice him replacing your birth control pills with candy and poking holes in the condoms. I mean…if you didn’t wanna be pregnant you should’ve been more vigilant.
Your period was late by a few weeks and you began feeling sick and throwing up in the mornings…you couldn’t be…right? 20 pregnancy tests with those 2 lines later and a doctors blood test later and it’s confirmed. Shh, don’t cry! Carlos will be there for you every step of the way. You want an abortion? Baby, I think your hormones are acting up. Just stay in the bedroom and ignore the lock he put in place so you can’t escape. He’ll let you out when you’re 24 weeks! Don’t push him away when he holds you close a fucks you gently. He just wants to make sure you’re nice and taken care of. He’ll make sure your family is aware of the pregnancy and he’ll tell them that you don’t feel well during the weeks before the 24th week. Once you’ve finally hit that mark he’ll throw a baby shower for you! See? It’s not that bad now is it?
We already know he has a dad vibe so I really feel like he’s the best alpha to have. He’s traditional, sure, but he loves you. He’s definitely a nurturing alpha while also being somewhat of an authoritarian alpha. Remember when I said he’s traditional? Yeah…he’s not that traditional. He doesn’t force you to wear a collar around your neck though, if you want to wear one he’ll make sure to buy you to most comfortable collar ever made. So what it’s like 200 dollars?? He only wants the best for his beautiful omega!!
He’s the Captain of a task force so we already know he’s a force to be reckoned with. Most Alphas can tell by his scent that he’s demands respect and nothing less than respect and that transfers to you too. If any alpha DARES to make you uncomfortable or does something to harm you in ANY way, they will be dealt with. During your heats all he wants to do is knot you. You want cuddles? You’ll get them! You’ll just also have his knot in you. You want a Popsicle to make your fever go down? Here, let him move you to the couch…then he presses his knot inside you.
Wanna cuddle and watch movies? Cool! Turn on Netflix and ignore the fact he’s pulling your panties to the side.
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A small whimper escapes you as you feel Prices fingers dip into your slick cunt.
“Shh, just continue watching the television, sweetheart.” John mumbles as he curls his fingers inside you, gently prodding at your g-spot. Your legs tremble and shut around his hand causing him to chuckle and spread your legs again.
“Just relax for me.” His arm that’s wrapped around tightens slightly as he increases his pace. Another whimper escapes you as you open your legs again and grind your hips into his hand.
“That’s it, doin’ so well love.” He praises as he kisses your neck. He continues to rub his fingers against your g-spot, sending you quickly into an orgasm. He gently kisses your neck and hums in satisfaction.
“Did so well for me, love.”
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Price isn’t a slave to his alpha nature. When he goes into Rut he’s able to control himself pretty well. He might be a bit snappy and slightly irritable but the base knows it’s because he’s in rut, they don’t take him snapping to heart. When it comes to you? He wants you in control. He wants you riding him as if he’s nothing but a sex toy. He wants you to treat him rough. He fuckin’ loves it when you dominate him when he’s in rut.
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Price huffs as he gently push him back into the bed.
“C’mon, Love. Do what you want to me. I can take it.” His voice shakes slightly as he looks up at you as if you hung the moon yourself.
It doesn’t take long for Price to get lost in your tight cunt as you begin to slowly ride him. Small trembling moans and choked whimpers as he claws at your hips only for you to pin his arms back.
“You told me to use you how I want, and right now I didn’t give you permission to touch.” You say with a small smirk. Price can only arch his back to urge you to go faster as you fully take charge.
